ANDREA

My affair with my daughter began the day that I returned home from work to find my little girl sitting on the floor next to my bed, slowly flipping through one of my Playboy magazines.  I secretly purchased the Playboy Special Edition mags because I had a bit of a crush on one of the models, Heather Christensen.  My wife never looked inside the cabinets built underneath our mattress, but it seemed that my sixteen year old daughter's curiosity was greater than my wife's.

"These women are so beautiful, Daddy," smiled Andrea when I walked into the bedroom.  "I want to be a model someday like them."

"You shouldn't be looking at those, honey," I said, kneeling beside Andrea.  "Your mom would kill me if she knew I bought those magazines."

"So I could get you into trouble if I told Mom about these," smirked Andrea triumphantly.

I groaned at my own stupidity.  "What do you want?" I sighed loudly.  Hopefully her silence would only cost the price of a new CD or some new jeans.

"I want you to take pictures of me, I want to pose like these women do," replied Andrea enthusiastically.

"You're too young to pose like that," I protested weakly.

"I'll tell Mom," whispered Andrea dangerously.

"Fine!  Your mother has to leave this weekend for some kind of conference, I'll take some pictures of you Saturday."

"Thanks, Daddy!" giggled Andrea, hugging my neck tightly before she slipped out of the bedroom.

I gathered up the Playboy mags and put them back in their drawer.  As I pushed the drawer shut, I pondered what I had just agreed to.  To be honest, the idea was rather exciting for me as well.

***

The week dragged on, and I spent more and more time thinking about Andrea and our little photo shoot drawing closer and closer.  Andrea made her mother take her shopping on Thursday, I nearly gulped when I saw the Frederick's of Hollywood bags.  I peeked into Andrea's bedroom later that evening, I caught her trying on different kinds of panties, lacy white pairs, tight black pairs with thongs that nestled between her beautiful buttocks.  Andrea noticed me looking through her half-open bedroom door while she was wearing a pair of pure white cotton panties.

"Do you like these?" asked Andrea with a seductive smile, turning her sexy ass towards me and tugging on the sides of the snug panties.

"They look great, honey," I practically panted out, swallowing the mouthful of saliva that suddenly formed.

"I can't wait until Saturday, Daddy!" whispered Andrea.  "I dream about it when I'm in bed, I get so hot I have to touch myself!"

Andrea spun her hips so I could see her crotch.  She stared hotly into my eyes as she pressed her right palm against the front of her panties, gently rubbing up and down across the soft, white cotton.  

My cock ached inside my pants while I watched my daughter touch herself in front of me.  I could smell her young pussy from across the room, I had to swallow again when I noticed that the white fabric of Andrea's panties was becoming damp, I could just imagine how wet and luscious her little cunt was at that moment.

I closed Andrea's bedroom door and leaned against it.  I fought to breathe, sweat covered my flushed face.  That night I made frantic love to my limp wife, when I looked down, it wasn't my wife looking up at me, it was my daughter, her beautiful blonde hair spread out upon the pillow, her warm, blue eyes gazing at me with love and desire.

***

Saturday morning arrived at last.  My wife left after breakfast, I dropped her off at the airport, then drove home quickly. When I came back home, I found Andrea in the master bedroom, my vision from Thursday night came back to me and I smiled.

"There's more room in here, Daddy," said Andrea over her shoulder when I entered the bedroom.  

Andrea had set up several lamps around the bed to give the area more light.  The only camera we owned was on the tripod that I had never bothered to use before.  

"Everything's set, Daddy!" grinned Andrea, rising from the spot on the floor where she had set the last lamp.  "I'm going into my room to change!"

Andrea ran out of the room giggling non-stop.  I went to the camera and checked it over, it had a full roll of film and a brand new flash bulb.  I was tempted to watch Andrea change, but I stayed where I was, a small part of me knew that this was wrong, but Andrea's enthusiasm, and her threat, overcame all my rational arguments.

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Andrea swept into the bedroom wearing a tight, short skirt and a white blouse that was nearly transparent.  I gaped while she twirled around the room to the large bed, her feet garbed in white bobby socks.  She jumped onto the bed and smiled at me, I bent down and looked through the camera lense, adjusting it so the camera was firmly focused on my daughter.

"What pose should I do first?" grinned Andrea happily.

"Position your body so the camera can get all of you."

Andrea shifted her slim body as I instructed, then smiled at the camera.  I took three or four shots, Andrea looked nervous but excited.

"Can I take my top off now?"

"Let's just take a few sexy shots first, honey," I said.  "Slide your blouse up over your breasts, then tug your skirt up a little so I can see just a peek of your panties."

Andrea giggled and obeyed my instructions.  When she hiked up her skirt, I noticed that she was wearing the white cotton panties she had modeled for me during the week.  I remembered the damp stain that had spread from her virgin pussy, the sweet perfume of her young sex that had teased my nostrils.

"Is this good, Daddy?"

"Perfect, honey."

I snapped five shots of Andrea in her full length pose.  Andrea smiled and wiggled her ass, I could see that she was flushed, her smooth skin glowed in the circle of lights.

"Turn so you face the camera, lie down on your tummy, and raise your butt real high."

Andrea moved and rested her chin on the mattress, she thrust her ass into the air and held the position.

"Raise up your skirt so I can see all of your panties."

Andrea reached behind her and grabbed the hem of her skirt.  She pulled it up to her waist, her pure white panties clung to her shapely buttocks.

"Look into the camera, honey."

My daughter looked up into the camera and pouted with her moist, pink lips.  I began taking shots, I shifted from her angelic face to her gorgeous ass, the camera flashed quickly as I worked.

"Okay, sit up, honey.  Lower your skirt but keep your blouse up."

Andrea sat up and tugged her skirt back down.  I took a few shots, then straightened.

"Here."  I left the camera and approached the wide bed.  I reached out and spread my daughter's legs apart so the front of her panties was visible.

"I'm feeling hot, Daddy," whispered Andrea, looking up at me with her smoldering, blue eyes.

I breathed deeply and reached down to touch Andrea's underwear.  The cotton was warm, and slightly damp over Andrea's pussy.  My daughter shivered slightly when my fingertips touched her panties, she leaned forward and kissed my cheek, her lips were soft and wet.

I kissed the top of Andrea's head, then staggered back to the camera.  When I looked through the camera lense, Andrea held the pose I had placed her in.  I took about a dozen shots, Andrea smiled seductively, she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.

"What next, Daddy?" asked Andrea huskily, her exposed breasts rising and falling hypnotically.

"Lower yourself onto your back, raise your legs up high, keep them together, and pull your skirt back again."

"That's good, honey," I nodded, taking six shots with the camera.  "Do you want to be really naughty?"

"Uh, huh," grinned Andrea.

"Pull aside your panties so I can take some pictures of your pussy."

Andrea bit her lower lip, reached around one of her legs, and grasped her panties.  She slowly pulled her underwear away from her crotch, her luscious cunt appeared, gleaming with a light sheen of her honey.

My erection was visible inside my pants as I took several shots of my daughter's bare cunnie.  The scent of her pussy filled the bedroom, I licked my dry lips and took a few more pictures.

"I'm really hot, Daddy.  Can I touch myself?" moaned Andrea, her eyes glazed with lust.

"Sure, honey."

Andrea lowered her smooth legs, then spread them wide open.  She stared at me as she reached down with her left hand and pulled aside the front of her damp panties.  The camera was flashing while she pressed one slender finger over her moist slit, she moaned softly when she began rubbing her cunt, the fingertip quickly covered in her nectar.

"Watch me, Daddy.  Watch me play with myself."

My fingers trembled while I watched my daughter masturbate in front of me.  Every moan that escaped her sweet lips made my prick quiver.  I took pictures as Andrea stroked her wet sex, she started sucking on her right index finger, holding her thighs apart for the flashing camera as she dug her fingertip deeper into her pussy, until it disappeared inside her dripping vagina.

"Take my panties, Daddy," moaned Andrea.

I stopped shooting and stumbled to the bed.  I fell to my knees and reached out with shaking hands, grasping my daughter's soaked panties and pulling them down her firm, slender legs.

"Taste my pussy, Daddy."

I closed my eyes and lowered my head between my daughter's warm thighs.  I stuck out my tongue and touched Andrea's wet cunt.  I moaned with pleasure and took a long lick, caressing every moist inch of my little girl's twat.  Andrea moaned loudly, I felt her thighs press against my cheeks.

"That feels good, Daddy!"

I buried my mouth inside Andrea's pussy.  I slurped and sucked on my sweet daughter's cunt, I nibbled on her engorged clit, I dipped my tongue into her slick vagina.

I raised up Andrea's left leg and ran my tongue up her thigh.  My daughter's skin was milky and warm, as I caressed her thigh with my lips, I pressed my left hand onto her cunt.  I rubbed Andrea's pussy hard, my index finger stroking between the folds of her swollen labia.

"Yes, Daddy!" gasped Andrea, pressing her head into her pillow, thrusting her pumping breasts out.

I removed my honey-drenched hand from Andrea's cunnie and grasped one of her tits.  My daughter panted and looked at me through her heavy-lidded eyes while I massaged her breasts, spreading her own juices over her stiff nipples.

"Fuck me, Daddy!  Please!"

I knelt close to my daughter's ass, spread her legs apart, then unzipped and lowered my pants.  Andrea looked down at my erect penis, droplets of semen were already falling from the bloated tip.  I leaned over my daughter and held my trembling cock with my right hand as I guided it towards Andrea's honey-soaked hole.  Andrea was panting when I slowly pushed my shaft into her incredibly tight cunt, it felt wonderful when her vagina clasped around the tip, I almost orgasmed inside her before placing my entire member within her constricting sex.

When my cock was completely inside Andrea, I lowered my weight on top of her and sucked one of her tits into my ravenous mouth.  Andrea raised her arms over her head, she let them rest on the sweat-soaked pillow while I rammed into her again and again, grunting with each new thrust.  My daughter used her pelvis to drive my cock deeper into her belly, I was wetly devouring both of Andrea's breasts, slurping them between my lips, coating them in my drool.  As I massaged my daughter's firm tits and humped between her open legs, I kissed her panting mouth, sliding my tongue over hers. Andrea moaned inside my mouth, her breath was sweet and warm against my flicking tongue.  We bucked harder against each other, Andrea draped her thin arms over my neck, I kissed her lips passionately, then began planting wet kisses down the length of her neck and shoulder.  Andrea started panting faster and faster, her vagina squeezed my swelling cock until I was seeing golden motes of light before my eyes.  I pumped harder with my hips, stabbing my shaft into my daughter's cunnie, her vaginal juices and some blood from her torn hymen running down her crack onto the sheets.

"I'm cumming, Daddy!  I'm cumming!"  gasped Andrea, her arms clutching my neck as her whole body shuddered.

I pressed my mouth against my daughter's neck when I climaxed.  I quickly pulled out my prick and held it with my hand, several streams of cum squirted free and splashed onto Andrea's belly.  Andrea released my neck and tentatively touched my sticky member with her gentle fingers.  

"It feels nice and warm," murmured Andrea while she enfolded my sore cock with her hands, slowly rubbing it, covering her fingers with my semen.

"Can we shoot some x-rated pictures tomorrow?"

"Like what, honey?"

"Pictures with me sucking your cock and stuff," smiled my daughter wickedly.

"You have a deal, honey," I grinned, planting a fatherly kiss on Andrea's forehead, then a sensual, lover's kiss on her soft, pink lips.

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