Previous Tiffany Stories:
Tiffany’s Agenda | Tiffany’s Nightmare | Tiffany in the Shower | Tiffany Goes Naked | Tiffany’s Toy | Tiffany’s Handstand
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Dan’s slutty 18-year-old daughter Tiffany was currently going around without panties, because she had managed to destroy all her underwear in a laundry “accident”. It clearly didn’t bother her much, and she took delight in flashing her ass and pussy at her father from beneath short skirts at every opportunity.
She had ordered new underwear over the internet, she said – and certainly the credit card he had leant her had a substantial charge against it to support that claim – but it was taking an excruciatingly long time to arrive.
He felt very uncomfortable sending his daughter off to school with nothing beneath her school skirt but a bare cunt – especially given her slutty proclivities.
“Please, *please* be careful not to let anyone see up your skirt, sweetie,” he said. “You’ll get in trouble – and I could get in trouble too.”
She giggled. “Am I ugly there, daddy?” she asked.
“You know you’re not, sweetie,” he told her. “But you really have to be good about this. You can’t show everyone at school your pussy.”
“Well, I’ll be good…” she conceded. “Provided you do something for me.”
“What?” he asked.
“Kisses,” she said. “On the lips. Because you’re my daddy and you love me. Kisses good morning and good night, and hello and goodbye.”
He demurred. “A father shouldn’t really kiss his daughter on the lips, honey…”
“Why not?” she asked.
He struggled to find an answer.
“Anyway, I don’t really understand the thing you’re asking for,” she said. “But I’ll do it, because I’m a good girl. So you just need to do my thing.”
And then she wrapped her arms around her father, and kissed him on the lips.
Dan’s body stiffened – and so did his cock. He could feel his daughter’s tongue in his mouth. She was moaning – and he realised that he was too.
He could feel her large teen breasts pressing against his chest. He felt his cock straining against his pants…
And then the kiss was over.
“Deal?” asked Tiffany.
“Deal,” gasped Dan.
And that was how Dan began to tongue-kiss his daughter.
In the mornings she would crawl into his bed, completely naked, and wake him by kissing him, as she pressed her nude body against him. On the first of these occasions, Dan was wearing nothing but his boxers, and he very nearly took his cock out and pushed it into his daughter’s twat before coming to full awakeness and realising where he was and who he was kissing. After that, he took care to wear track pants to bed.
She would kiss him goodbye in the mornings, moaning and exploring his mouth with her tongue, and she would kiss him hello when he got home from work.
Sometimes when they were sitting on the couch at night, watching TV, she would move close and kiss him, and technically this wasn’t a hello or a goodbye, but he found it difficult to resist the temptation to kiss her back, even though he knew how wrong it was to be making out with his own daughter.
In the evenings, Dan liked to shower before bed, and Tiffany would invariably manage to find him in the shower when she wanted to kiss him goodnight. The first time she came to him wearing pyjamas, and they got completely soaked when she moved into the shower to kiss him. Dan wanted to object – he was naked – but before he could speak his daughter’s tongue was in his mouth…
…. and then her hands were on his cock, gently pumping it as she kissed him, masturbating her own father, bringing him to the brink of orgasm…
… before stepping back, and giggling, and saying, “Good night, daddy,” before running away in her soaking wet pyjamas.
The next night when she came to him, Dan knew he should send her away, and tell her no, that this behaviour was inappropriate.
But instead what he said was, “Don’t get your pyjamas wet, baby. Why don’t you take them off, first?”
And he watched as his daughter stripped naked before him, and then stepped into the shower, and pressed her naked tits against his chest, and her lips against his lips, and took his cock in her hand and began to stroke it…
Each night he went to bed with a raging erection, and tossed and turned as his dreams were filled with erotic visions of Tiffany.
And he waited to hear news that Tiffany had broken her promise and showed her naked pussy at school – but the news never came. Tiffany was being a good girl. And so he allowed their game of kisses to continue.
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It was only on Saturday that Dan realised there was a problem – when Tiffany reminded him she was cheerleading at the school football game that night.
“Well, just be careful not to flash your pussy, honey,” he warned her.
“But daddy,” objected Tiffany. “I’m doing handstands – remember?”
He did remember. He had helped her practice them only days ago. If she did a handstand in her cheerleading routine, her skirt would flip up and the entire school community would see her naked twat.
Tiffany didn’t seem to care, but Dan did. There would be questions.
“Oh, fuck,” he said. “Maybe… maybe you can wear some of my underwear…”
She giggled. “Don’t be silly. My waist is much smaller than yours. It would fall off.”
“Then… maybe you can borrow some from a friend.” It occurred to him, too late, that he should have asked her to do this earlier in the week, rather than let her slut around bare-cunted this whole time.
She shook her head. “I’d be too embarrassed,” she said – although it seemed to Dan that she was completely unashamed of far more embarrassing behaviour.
He didn’t know what to do. He could keep her home from the cheerleading, he supposed. Say that she was sick. But she clearly wanted to go – and if he denied her this, would she rebel by breaking her promise at school? Or – worse – by mentioning how she kissed her daddy on the lips while they were both naked in the shower?
But Tiffany had an idea.
“Wait here, daddy,” she said, and ran to her room. When she came back, she held a box filled with what looked like paints and brushes.
“What are these?” he asked her.
“Body paints,” she said. “I’ve seen photos of women who are naked, but their bodies are all painted to look like they’re wearing clothes. You can just *paint* some panties onto me, daddy.”
It was a terrible idea. It was a slutty idea. But by this point this whole conversation was happening, there was less than two hours until Tiffany was supposed to be at the game with the other cheerleaders.
“I really don’t know…” demurred Dan.
“I don’t mind showing my pussy to the school,” said Tiffany. “It’s just a pussy. It’s you that has a problem with it…”
And so Dan reluctantly agreed to paint his daughter’s twat.
Tiffany “helped” by pushing a low chair against the wall and assuming her handstand pose atop it – upside down, balanced on her hands, her naked cunt pointing upwards, her legs spread and resting against the wall for support. When Dan stood in front of her, her pussy was very close to the level of his face, and her head was about level with his crotch.
He blushed. He had been in this position before, helping her “practice her handstands”, and it had ended lewdly.
He took up the paints, and stared at his daughter’s cunt. It seemed to him that he had never seen a fuckhole as pretty as Tiffany’s. She kept it waxed and smooth, and it reminded him of her mother’s, only younger and tighter and more attractive.
As he stared at it, he felt his cock hardening. Tiffany giggled as the bulge in his pants brushed briefly against her face, and that only made him harder.
“Hold still, baby,” he said. Slowly, guiltily, he used the fingers of one hand to part her labia, and stared at the entrance to her fucktunnel, and the tiny hooded nub of her clitoris. With one finger he stroked her clit, and heard her squeak, as her body shuddered with pleasure.
He wanted to push his fingers up her sex-hole. He wanted to lean down and lick her.
He did neither of these things. Instead, he picked up the brushes and the paint, and began to paint a pair of fake panties onto his daughter.
With each stroke of the brush against his daughter’s delicate sex, Dan’s cock grew harder, and entirely without realising it, he began to thrust his hips forward, to push his groin against his daughter’s face.
After a while, Tiffany giggled, and said, “Take out your penis, daddy.”
He didn’t think he’d heard her right. “What?” he asked.
“If this painting takes a while, I’m not going to have time to kiss you goodbye before we go to cheerleading,” said Tiffany. “And you probably don’t want me to kiss you at the game, right? So take out your penis and I’ll do it now while you’re painting me.”
She spoke innocently, but it was clear what she was suggesting. And it was lewd, and wrong.
But Dan’s cock was so hard, and he was so close to his daughter’s cunt.
“Are you sure, honey?” he said, in a rough, embarrassed voice.
“Of course,” she said.
So he reached down, and unzipped his pants, and pulled out his stiff cock.
And a moment later he felt his daughter take it into her mouth and begin to suck.
His knees went weak and he almost fell. It took every ounce of control he had to pretend that he was *not* getting his dick sucked by his sexy, slutty daughter, and instead concentrate on finishing the body painting job.
But the painting required patience and care. Merely painting her groin red, to emulate a set of cheerleading spanks, was easy enough . The finishing touches of highlighting that made it look real was another matter entirely.
And long before he was done, he sensed the inevitable approaching.
He hurriedly set down his brush and paints, and wrapped his arms around his daughter’s body for support. And then, moments later, he was cumming, ejaculating into Tiffany’s eager mouth.
Discharging his sperm into his own daughter’s mouth was the best feeling he had ever experienced. Tiffany was a natural cocksucker, and she milked every last drop of cum from him, swallowing it eagerly – and then went still, not provoking his spent penis, but not releasing it either, simply holding it in her warm, wet mouth.
Blushing with shame, Dan resumed painting her.
But his cock began to quickly harden in her mouth again, and soon he was thrusting his hips, fucking his daughter’s face as he painted.
Having already cum once, it took him longer the second time, and when he had finally finished painting Tiffany’s twat he hadn’t yet reached his second orgasm. He thought about pushing Tiffany hard up against the wall and violently fucking her mouth until he found his pleasure – but before he could do so, Tiffany had taken her mouth off his cock, and dropped out of the handstand position.
She used her phone to take a photo of her painted pussy, and was delighted by the results.
“You can’t see it’s not panties unless you look closely at my pussy lips!” she declared happily. “Thank you, daddy!”
And it turned out she did have time to kiss him after all, because she did so now, pushing her tongue into his mouth while her hand wrapped around his cock to stop it pressing into her newly-painted fuckhole.
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Dan’s erection didn’t go away during the drive to the football game, or the entire time that he sat in the stands.
He watched his daughter out there on the field, in front of a thousand people, as she did her handstands and flashed her naked cunt to the entire crowd. Did people realise it was just paint? Could they tell? He looked around and saw several men taking photos of his daughter as she performed her routine. Were they just proud fathers, capturing the routine? Or were they zooming in on his daughter’s exposed fuckhole?
Seeing her out there, being a slut in front of the entire school, helped resolve the conflicting thoughts in his head. She was his daughter, and he loved her – but she behaved like a fuckdoll, as though she were nothing but a set of holes for her father to ejaculate into. And he had used her today in exactly that manner.
Was he a bad father? No, no father could resist a daughter who was this much of a cockteasing slut. Maybe she really had just been born so that he could put his dick into her…
After the game, he was silent as he drove her home. But once they were inside, he pointed to the chair against the wall.
“Go do another handstand, baby,” he said. “I’m going to get a wet cloth to clean all that paint off your pussy. And maybe you can give me some more of those kisses while I do…”
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Tiffany continues to cocktease her father by giving him slutty kisses.