Different Dads, Different Daughters – Chapter 1

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Different Dads, Different Daughters – Chapter 1

At 16, Patty had grown and developed into a shapely young lady, 5′ 4″ tall, 105 pounds, with all the right bumps and curves. Her straight light auburn hair hung down to point halfway between her shoulder blades and the top of her firm little bubble butt. She sported a soft, oval-shaped face with high cheeks and turned-up button nose. Her 34B breasts contrasted with her tiny waist and her widening and full hips. She had a flat and taut stomach that she worked on with rigorous exercise.

Ryan was very aware that his daughter was a knockout. He was going to have some real problems keeping the boys out of her pants — maybe he was already too late?

Life had been difficult for Ryan over the last four years. His wife had left for work one morning, and they hadn’t seen her since. He had a theory that she had just up and left to start a new life somewhere else, and probably with someone else. He and his daughter Patty fended for themselves. It was doubly hard for Patty, who was only 12 when her mother left. There was no room for her mother in Patty’s life any more, and her Dad became the centre of her universe.

Patty had started having her periods just after her mother had deserted. Without a woman to explain the changes, the job fell to her Dad. He had done a marvellous job, in her opinion. She had found embarrassment never reared its head. He talked to her in an open and honest manner about everything. That had become a foundation for them, and that developed more love and mutual respect between them than most of her friends ever enjoyed. For that one aspect, Patty loved her Dad. She would do anything for him to show her appreciation for the way he treated her like an adult most of the time.

Patty was probably more responsible than a large majority of teenagers, and he was proud of her. She was considerate, took responsibility, was always willing to do more than her fair share in whatever she did, was respectful, and minded her manners. Well, most of the time, but the few slip-ups were inconsequential in his opinion. Her outlook and attitude was usually cheerful and optimistic. She was an easy person to be around, and it showed. She was as good for Ryan as he tried to be for her. He cherished his daughter.

Ryan’s daughter was becoming aware of her sexuality. She had discovered the delicious feelings that her body radiated whenever she rubbed her breasts and lightly tickled her nipples. They would become hard, sending shivers down her body, through her soft pubic fuzz, making her crotch tingle and her pussy moisten. The wetness felt soft and silky to her fingers. By lightly teasing her little love button, she found she could enjoy the most sensual feelings throughout her entire body. She took every opportunity to experiment further, often going to her room to masturbate when she arrived home from school.

She had gotten worked up more than usual one day, awakening new sensations in her vagina. She craved something to fill her love tunnel. Slipping a finger in, there was an experience of something like a shock running through her entire body. It has started in her vagina, then spread everywhere, eventually exploding like fireworks in her brain.

Some days later, Patty was pleasuring her body when she heard the sound of a car door. She realized that her Dad was home from work early. She was thrilled that he was home, but upset that his arrival interrupted her quest. There would be other times, she realized, and quickly slipped her clothes on, then rushed down the stairs to greet him. It was important to her that her Dad was there to protect, care for, and love her.

As Ryan walked through the door, his daughter ran down the stairs and greeted him with one of her loving hugs. He cherished her enthusiasm, but noted that there was something different about the look on her face. He couldn’t quite place it, but she seemed happier than usual, and her features were definitely enhanced by the magical glow in her eyes. He wasn’t about to question it, especially as it seemed to agree wit her so much.

“Hi Dad! Good day at work?” she inquired as she hugged him, holding her body as close to him as she could.

“Yeah, it was, actually. I got a lot accomplished, and maybe if I can get that much done tomorrow, I’ll be able to take a 3-day weekend. Then I can take time to spoil my Baby.”

Ryan had called her his “Baby” since they had begun to rebuild their lives. It had originally been a word of endearment but he was conscious that she wasn’t a baby anymore. He found himself staring more and more at the beautiful creature that she was becoming, and caught himself getting lost in her feminine charms more often than a father should. Many nights he had found himself jacking off to the visions of her nakedness, wondering just what she would look like with her clothes off. The result of those fantasies fuelled a necessity to masturbate frequently for relief.

“Baby, I’ve gotta run upstairs! Will you be okay for a minute?” It was a lame excuse, but better than nothing. He felt that it was better than telling his daughter that he just had to go beat off!

Patty resigned herself to losing his company for a few minutes, but she spied the rising tent in his pants. She knew that it was a condition that men were sometimes confronted with, but had only a vague idea of what caused it. She made a note to introduce the subject in an “educational” conversations with her Dad. They had gone through the “birds and bees” lecture, and there wasn’t anything that he had tried to hide from her. Why should this be any different?

Ryan stroked his throbbing tool. The vision of Patty naked danced in his head, teasing and titillating his mind while making him feel disgusted with himself. A father wasn’t supposed to think of his daughter that way, but he just couldn’t stop himself. As long as it remained only in his mind he’d be able to control his lust. He was also becoming aware that the intensity of his fantasies was making that line between just visualizing and desperate desire fuzzier. At first it was all just a vague thought, but with Patty’s development, the dream had begun to be a possibility, to the point of becoming almost an obsession .
With the eruption of his orgasm, Ryan let out a definitely audible groan, but he never consciously made note of it. Patty couldn’t help but hear it, and immediately began to fear that something was wrong. She was about to investigate further when she heard the sound of her father’s footsteps on his way to his bedroom. Deciding that everything was okay, she started rummaging around in the kitchen.

Cooking and kitchen duties were an activity that they usually shared. It make the chore easier and gave them more time to be together. She quite looked forward to that. She would get the food together, he would cook, and they would share clean-up chores afterwards. Ryan had become a decent cook, and Patty was learning how, with his encouragement and support.

“Dad? Are you coming down to do dinner? I’m starved!” Patty called up the stairs to her Dad.

“Be down in a minute, Baby. Just getting changed” Ryan answered her.

Walking into the kitchen, Ryan was greeted with the sight of Patty’s little bubble butt, as she bent over. He felt a desire to run his hands over the smooth cheeks of her ass. He also felt his cock becoming hard again. Shit, he’d just taken care of that, but the sight of Patty’s body was having that effect on him more and more these days. As hard as he tried to concentrate on something else, it was no use. She just turned him on too much.

Running back upstairs to the bathroom, Ryan undid his pants and whipped his hard cock out to jack off again, and he knew that it was going to take some time, considering that he had cum mere minutes earlier. In his rush he had neither ensured that the door was fully closed nor locked it. Despite his urgency, he became aware that someone was looking at the back of his neck.

“Dad, are you okay? You ran out of the kitchen in such a rush that I was . . . Holy Shit!” Patty exclaimed as she caught sight of her Dad’s erection. “That thing’s HUGE!”.

She was transfixed by the sight of his engorged organ, and her eyes flew open in shock and wonder. Her interruption had caught him off-guard, and his cock began to soften in his hand. He tucked it back in his pants, did himself up, and turned to look at his daughter. Her eyes were still as big as saucers, her mouth agape, and she was staring at his crotch.

Patty’s composure slowly returned, but the sight of a hard cock was something she’d never seen before, and it left her rivetted with fascination. This was the first time that she’d seen a real penis, and it intrigued her.

“I’m sorry, Dad. I shouldn’t have barged in like that, and I apologize. But you took off out of the kitchen so fast that I thought something was really wrong. I just wanted to see if I could help you. I had no idea I’d see that!”

“Baby, I’m sorry. It’s just that sometimes a man gets sexually excited, and that’s the result.”

“Dad, I’ve never seen a man’s penis before. I had no idea how big it was” she stated softly. “But is it always hard like that? That has to be uncomfortable as hell!”

Patty’s gaze slowly moved to her father’s eyes, but her mind was completely out of focus. Sure, she’d been curious about that bulging tent that she’d seen, and it was taking her some effort to wrap her mind around what she had seen.

“Umm, Dad? I’m just a little stunned about what I just saw, and now I have about a zillion questions running around in my head, but they’re all mixed up in there. Can you handle one of our educational discussions? I think I need one.”

Once back downstairs, Ryan decided that he could really use a stiff drink. He grabbed a bottle of rum, then reached into the fridge for two cans of Coke. Pouring himself a drink, he extended his hand towards Patty and wordlessly offered her one of the Cokes.

“Thanks, Dad, but I could use a shot of that rum to go with it.”

His reaction was to refuse, but their “educational discussion” was going to get heavy, and he conceded. He grabbed a glass, poured a short shot, and handed it to her.

“Just don’t expect one of those every time, though, okay?” he commented. She took the glass, poured the mix in, and took a sip. Not being used to the alcohol, she choked and coughed, but soon regained her composure.

“You want to sit in here, or go into the living room for this?” Ryan asked.

“Umm, I think the living room might be better.”

Patty sat beside her Dad. Ryan tried to explain the physiology of the male and female reproductive organs. He was wading into uncharted waters, and he appreciated his daughter’s ability to follow his explanation. In fact, he decided that she had a better idea of what he was thinking than he did.

“Dad, this is sort of changing the subject, but is it wrong that I want to touch myself down there? A couple of days ago, I just had to put something inside my vagina, and it felt so good!