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Sara needs to know what daddy is doing outside her door at night. She has a plan to find out

Mark sat acroos the table from his daughter and watched her eat. What the hell was happening today? It was almost as if she was playing with him. Like she was trying to be flirty but he knew that was crazy. His little girl knew nothing of those kinds of games and if she did she sure as hell wouldn't be playing them with him... would she? She looked up from her food and smiled across the table at him. There was something in that smile of her's. Something seductive and challenging.

"I'm going crazy.  I'm looking for things that just simply are not there" he thought. He forced himself to look away from her. He needed some kind of escape from this constant sexual torture that he had felt all day.

"Well I'm gonna go finish up some shool stuff real quick" she said
He watched as she slowly got out of her chair and headed toward the kitchen. Then she dropped her fork... she glanced back at him before bending over and grabbing it from off the floor. Then she disappeared from view. Mark sat alone at the table trying to control his pounding heart and wondered if he had time to relieve some of this tension before she came back...

Sara stretched out on her bed and did her best to control her laughter. She could almost feel his eyes on her when she had bent over in front of him. Everything was going perfect and now he would have a little time to sit and stew before she came back to continue her wonderful little game...

Mark sat on the couch watching the Sunday night game. At least he was trying to watch but in truth he couldn't even tell you who was playing. When she had left and he finally had time to relax he had been happy. He would finally be able to think straight and maybe now his aching cock could have a little break from standing at attention. But as he sat there staring at the tv all he could think about was the events of the day. The way her ass had felt in his hands. Her body pressed against his. Her wrists pinned as he straddled her. He hadn't been able to collect his thoughts and his cock hadn't went down either. He wondered how many times he would have to cum tonight before it would finally wear out.

"Daddy are you with us"?

He heard her voice and had to blink a few times to realize she was there in the room. She stood right in front of the tv. She had changed her clothes but was now dressed in a long night shirt. He glanced at the clock and realized it was now 9:15. How long had he been zoned out for?

"Yeah I'm here. You getting ready for bed?" he asked hoping to change the subject.

"Yeah but I wanted to watch some of the game with you before I head to bed" she said smiling.

She walked over and sat down next to him. Again she was so close. He wondered if she had any panties on since she clearly wasn't wearing a bra. It was entirely possible that the only thing between him and her body was a thin layer of cloth.

They watched the game in silence for half an hour till Sara started to yawn. "Whew she's going to head to bed" he thought. Instead she scooted over and curled her legs under herself then layed down lightly putting her head in his lap. "Oh dear god... her head is right on my cock" he thought. He tried to focus on anything that would help keep it down but knew it was no use. He felt it start to fill up. Then he felt her snuggle her face into his lap.

He tapped her on the shoulder till she opened her eyes and looked up at him. "You better head to bed sweetheart" he said nearly choking on every syllable.

"Ok daddy" she replied smiling that same erotic smile at him.

He watched her leave the room and silently thanked god she wasn't carrying anything she could drop...

Sara shut her door silently behind her then fell back against it. She nearly squealed with delight as she stripped her night shirt off. He had gotten hard for her. She could still feel his cock growing hard against her. He wanted her she just knew it. All signs from the day pointed to it.   Now she just had to set up the final test. She had to know what he was doing outside her door and the best way she could think of for her to find out was to get him to come in her room...

Mark headed to bed around 11 and changed into his pajamas. He was still hard from the feeling of Sara's face rubbing against him. He thought about not going to her room. After all she had given him plenty for the old spank bank today. In the end though he couldn't help himself. He had to see her.

Mark snuck down the hall as quiet as he could till he reached her door. He put his hand on the doorknob and turned it slowly. As he cracked the door open he was surprised to see a soft light coming from her room. He looked in and saw her there on the bed and his heart nearly stopped...

Sara had positioned herself in a way that she knew would give him an incredible view. She had left her lamp on but had threw a thin red shirt over it to dim the light. She lay on her bed with a book closed nearby to give the illusion that she had fallen asleep reading. She had one arm up with her face in her hand. Her other arm went down her side with her hand resting on her tummy. One leg straight the other spread out. She lay on top of her blankets completely naked...

Mark could see everything as he stood at the door. He let his eyes run up and down the length of her body taking in every inch of her. His mind was racing as he looked not sure where to look the longest. He quickly reached in his pants and grabbed his cock. He took in everything as he stroked himself. He could feel his orgasm building so he stopped. When would he ever get another chance like this? Mark felt the last of his sanity slip away as he slowly opened the door and took a step into his daughter's room...

Sara heard the door opening slowly. She knew he was coming in and wanted to look so bad but she was afraid the light would give away her peeking so she kept them closed. She tried to will her ears to listen better but the hammering of her heart was making it so hard. Then she heard a small step... then another. Daddy was getting closer...

Mark reached the foot of his daughter's bed and started to kneel down. He had the most incredible view of her tight little pussy that he wondered if he'd even need to touch his cock to make himself cum this time. He was surprised to she that she had shaved there. "Why would she do that"? he thought. It didn't matter. Al that matter was it was right here in front of him. He let his hands run up the cool sheets of her bed until her felt the warmth of her skin. He let his body snake its way up the length of her bed until his face was just inches from her perfect little pussy...

Sara could feel her father's weight on the bed and his hands as they met the insides of her thighs. She could feel them moving up closer and closer. Then she felt his hot breath against her pussy. She used all of her willpower to stay still as she waited for what she hoped would soon happen...

Mark could feel his cock throbbing against the bed as he slowly let his tongue sneak out of his mouth. He closed the last of the distance and felt as his tongue met her warm flesh. He let his tongue run down the length of her pussy starting at her clit and moving down. He could taste her on his tongue and it was intoxicating. He moved lower and gently let his tongue slip inside her before removing it and letting it move back up her. His tongue circled her clit. He made a little pattern. Licking her clit for a moment then slipping his tongue inside her. His hand was back around his cock now. He could feel the first waves of pleasure shoot through him when suddenly Sara moved...

Sara could feel her pussy pulsing and knew she was getting close. She had hoped he would make her cum but didn't realize all of the build up would make it so easy. She decided however that even though she wanted to cum this was not how she wanted it to happen. She moved her legs to give the appearance of her waking up. She smiled as a thought crossed her mind "playtime is over daddy"...

Mark slid from the bed and tried to crawl under. He wouldn't fit and he knew if. He lept to his feet and glanced at Sara as he made his way to her closet. She was moving around as if waking from a dream but her eyes weren't open just yet. He opened the door and silently slipped inside. He listened carefully and heard her feet on the floor. She was heading to her door. " Thank you god" he thought. Sure that she would leave so he could get the hell out of there. He heard her door shut and then the sound of her footsteps coming closer to the closet door. His heart pounded as he heard the door start to open...

Sara smiled as she climbed out of her bed. "The closet daddy? Really?" she thought. She went over and shut her bedroom door then made her way to the closet. She stood for a second and took a deep breath then slowly opened the door. Before the door had even finished opening she put her free hand on her hip and look into the blackness of her closet. He was hiding in the back she knew...

Mark stood in the darkness and hoped she would close the door and go back to bed. Then he heard her voice. It was firm and seductive. "Hi daddy"...

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