You get up from the chair and approach your daughter just as she stands and closes the fridge.
"Vicky?" you say, trying not too sound too affected by what you've just seen.
"Umm... yeah...?" she reply, looking back at you with a cheerful smile, but get a little startled as she finds you standing right behind her with a frown on your face.
"You remember last week, when we argued about that skirt?"
"Yeah, I do..." she says, a defensive tone in her voice while she moves away from you and stands by the table, still with her back to you. "I thought we were done with that discussion."
"So did I, but I must admit I didn't really take your... underwear into account back then." Not quite knowing why, you get up beside her as you speak and lift her skirt up to prove that you know what you're talking about.
She looks back at you, shock in her eyes as you expose her whole behind, knowing well how little that thin string helps covering her up.
You prepare to continue when she suddenly compose herself.
"What about it?" she snaps, cutting you off before you can continue. "I like to wear string!"
"You like it?" you ask her, as calm as you can while you tuck the skirt up under it's own hem so that her ass remains exposed. "What do you like most about it then?"
"What...?" she says, a bit puzzled. She looks down over her shoulder to see what you've done to her skirt, but for some reason doesn't try to cover herself up. Because she's still a bit shocked, you suppose.
"You like wearing short skirts and barely any underwear just to give men something to look at, or do you wear it because it feels good?"
"Both." she says, hesitating only a few seconds before answering.
"So, you like this then?" You grab the string, just above her ass, and gently pull on it, watching it dissapear deeper between her buttocks.
"Ow! Dad?!" she squeals, leaning forward against the table while standing on her toes as you keep pulling her upwards by the string.
"Not liking it?" you ask her, mockingly.
"You're doing it too hard!" she grunts irritatedly.
"Ok, sorry then." you slowly let her down, hearing her sigh in relief, but doesn't let go of the string. Instead you start playing with it, gently pulling and releasing it...
You keep doing that while watching the thin garment slide up and between your daughters buttocks. In the corner of your eye you can see her watch you over her shoulder. She doesn't seem angry, just confused and... you don't know... amused...??
"Dad...?" she starts to say, but trails of as you give her a stern look. Instead she bites her lip and then, much to your surprise, leans further down against the table until her whole chest rests upon it, thus giving you an even better view of her raised ass!
It's not just Vicky's firm butt that you get a better look at from this new angle, but you can clearly see her crotch as well! And you can see the lips of her pussy, with the string sliding between them. You also notice, with growing fascination, how wet she is! Her juices has allready made most of the string all slippery, and now they're slowly running down her inner thighs!
You keep staring at Vicky's crotch for a while, still pulling at the string, and you notice how she start bucking in pace with your movements. Not trying to pull away, but rather pressing herself against the wet garment!
"I see... so you really do like it...?" you ask her, even though there's really no need to ask.
"Yeah." she says, a little embaressed, as she looks back at you. "So, I can keep it?"
"I don't know." you tell her, not believing what you're saying, or what you're doing, as your other hand reaches down to gently slide a finger along the string, all the way down her buttcrack and between her spread pussylips. "It's actually a bit in the way..."
Vicky seem quite shocked as well, but doesn't move an inch as you pull the slippery garment out of her wet pussy and let it smack into place half an inch to the left, just to the side of her lower lips! |