Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 104

"I don't know. I thought maybe you and I could..." she started saying, turning a bright red and turned her gaze away from her father as she trailed off.

"Could what?" Tom asked, almost afraid to but already knowing the answer.

"Never mind, it's stupid." Presley said blushing.

"...Have sex? Tom asked cautiously, staring at his blushing daughter as she looked back at him and nodded nervously.

"I thought maybe I could like; help you get ready for Lisa. You could practice on me or something. If you want." Presley said awkwardly, the need between her legs getting stronger. She looked at her father as she spoke, his eyes going wide, not sure what to say or do.

"What would your mother say?" Tom asked his daughter, not believing what he was hearing, the allure hard to resist.

I wouldn't tell her." Presley whispered with a straight innocent face.

"You know don't keep anything from your mother." Tom sald sternly, his voice chiding her for the mere suggestion of keeping it from Liz.

"I just figured that you're nervous about your night with Lisa," Presley started, placing her glass down, slowly rising to her feet, "and it has been a few years since you did it with me. She added, taking a step towards him. "I thought maybe you can practice with me or something. Plus, it's not like you would be doing something you've never done to me before." Presley added with a low seductive voice. She grabbed her father's empty wineglass from his hand and placed it on the table. She lowered herself onto him, sitting down on his lap, then placed a finger under his chin and held his gaze. "What do you think?" She asked her father, looking straight into his eyes. "Please dad, I really want to." She added in a pleading voice, looking straight into his eyes and leaned in. She closed her eyes and went for it, leaning forward until their lips met.

Tom accepted his daughter's mouth, opening his own mouth as their lips touched. They engaged in a passionate kiss, father and daughter locking lips with a ferocious intensity, arousal growing.

Tom looked dazed into his daughter's eyes as she broke their kiss. Her lips were so soft, so plump, her mouth tasting of Cherry pie and red wine. He nodded, unable to resist, and a naughty smirk spread across Presley's face.

Presley got up, off her father's lap and onto her feet. She grabbed his hand, pulling him up, then guided him over to the sofa. She made him sit down, noting her father still looking uncertain about the entire thing, then took a stand right in front of him, a seductive look in her eyes, and started undressing.

Presley gave her father a shy yet naughty look as she started unbuttoning her shirt. She moved slowly, sensually, seductively moving down her shirt, her fingers releasing the buttons one by one, exposing the front of her white bra as she did. She gave her father another naughty glare, then slowly slid her shirt off. She pulled her hands through the long sleeves, then tossed it aside. Presley studied her father, waiting for a response, but when he said nothing, she moved to her pants. She unbuttoned the top of her tight jeans, releasing the zipper to expose her crème colored panties, then slid her fingers into the jeans and started pulling them down. Her hips wiggled, shaking from side to side as she pulled her pants down, shimmying out of them, completely exposing her panties, then blushed as she pulled her jeans down her legs and stepped out of them.

"Dad?" Presley said, watching her father as he stared at her silently, almost in shock. "Is this okay? Do you want me to take the rest of my clothes off?" she asked cautiously.

Tom stared at his beautiful daughter, wearing just her bra and panties in front of him. She was standing there, wanting to reveal herself to him, wanting him to do nasty things to her, and he could not find the will power to say no. "Yes." Tom croaked, looking at her

and watched a smile form on her pretty face.

Presley reached behind her back, her eyes on her father's, and unclasped her bra. She held the cups to her breasts, then removed It, blushing, exposing her large tits to her father, and tossed the bra on the couch. She was left standing in just her light cotton panties, the fabric almost see-through, and slid her thumbs into the

waistband. She took a nervous breath and quickly pulled them

down, revealing her vulva to her father as she stepped out of them, exposing her naked body to her father once more.

A bulge formed in Tom's pants as he ogled his young daughter. Beside catching a naked glimpse of her a few years back, while they were on vacation, the last time he really looked at her naked body was on the night of her eighteenth birthday, and he was amazed by how much older she now looked. She was sexy, there was no missing that, but where on their special night he saw a cute teenage girl, he now saw a sexy woman, and could not stop staring.

Tom took in every naked inch of the woman standing naked in front of him, hardly recognizing his little girl. It was the same pretty face, but her shorter dark bob cut hair, gave her a much more elegant grown up look. He stared at her slightly darker complexion, all along her nude body. He gawked at her large round breasts, still defying gravity despite their size, dark erect nipples topping each tit. He ran his eyes along her womanly curves, her flat stomach, and her smooth feminine thighs. He blushed as he looked between her legs, his eyes meeting his daughter's womanhood. Her pubic mound was covered in a meticulously trimmed upside-down triangle of dark hair, pointing down to her vagina, her wild teenage bush just a distant memory now. Her smooth labia were parted teasingly, giving her father a seductive peek at the pink interior, as she just stood there on display for him, letting her daddy get a good look at what a sexy woman his little girl had become.

Tom's breath caught in his throat as his daughter gave him a smile and moved to her knees in front of him. His heart raced as he watched her, inching towards him, then reached out. There was no hiding his erection now, and Presley grabbed it through his jeans, outlining his shaft. She grabbed his belt, using her nimble fingers to unclasp it, and began unbuttoning his jeans once the buckle was loose. Tom looked down at her, stunned, as she unzipped his pants, then slid her fingers into the waistband of his boxers. she started pulling them down, jeans and boxers together, and before Tom realized what he was doing, he raised his hips. He watched his daughter tug on his pants and underwear, pulling them down. She exposed his dark pubic hair, followed by the base of his manhood. She pulled again and blushed as half of his shaft became visible, then tugged on it again, harder.

Presley's eyes went wide as her father's mostly hard erection sprung free. She looked at it, excited, and pulled his pants down around his ankles. She moved closer, on her knees, then wrapped her hand around her father's thick shaft. She tightened her hold on it, not able to wrap her fingers all the way around and started stroking it. Her father let out a soft moan and Presley watched with awe as his manhood continued to grow in her hand, straightening up even more until reaching a full erection.