Chapter One

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A New Woman

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Meet Shadow, Shadow is not his real name, just a nick name. He has a beautiful daughter, he loves her very much. In hindsight he and her mother weren’t mature enough to have had children at that time but he has no regrets, he loves her, she makes life worth living. It’s not easy being a single parent either, he had to grow up fast, never got to go out every Saturday night, have a bachelor pad or any of the things young free men get to enjoy. Now that Brianna is a little older he is trying to make up for lost time. Tonight is his first date since Brianna’s mother.

 

“Are you sure you will be all right at home in your room alone tonight honey?”

“Yes daddy.” Brianna is such a perfect girl, intelligent, popular and a strait A student, he trusts her. “OK, if you need anything or there is a problem just call me right away honey OK?” She looks at Shadow’s kind eyes and nods. “Yes daddy.” Brianna doesn’t want him to go but deep down she knows that he is lonely and that he longs for female company. “OK. See you later Bri.” He gives her a quick kiss on the cheek and leaves. She misses him before he even leaves the house, the sound of his footsteps walking away like a hammer striking the nails in a coffin.

 

He arrives at the bar five minutes early but his date is waiting for him at the bar. “Hi.” she says with a big smile, cute little dimples form in her cheeks as she shows of her pearly white teeth. “You look stunning.” He says as they hug and she kisses him on the cheek. “Thank you!” They sit down at the bar, he can tell by her body language that she really likes him but he doesn’t have much experience with dating and doesn’t really know what to do or say.

 

He buys the first drinks, they share a pitcher of cosmopolitan. He very rarely drinks but when he does it’s always here, nowhere else will do. It’s mixed to perfection, even the glass is prepared correctly, chilled to the perfect temperature. He can’t think up any chat up lines so he just sits in silence appreciating the quality of the drink. She doesn’t seem to mind and just looks at him with dreamy eyes the way some women do.

 

After the first round they order another, this time they talk a little more. He feels a little hot under the collar as she rubs her ankle up and down his calve. He hasn’t had sex in well over a decade, even this subconscious display of affection is enough to fire him up. He doesn’t reciprocate but neither does he flinch or stop her as she gets more and more touchy feely.

 

Bri takes a look at her hello kitty clock. Eight forty-five PM. She usually goes to bed at ten o’clock but without her daddy there she doesn’t know what else to do. She takes off her T-shirt. There is no bra underneath as she doesn’t really need one. She takes a look at herself in the mirror. She wonders if her breasts will grow any larger. All the other girls at school have much larger breasts, even Possom’s, each cup barely a handful they are still larger than Bri’s. It used to make her feel self conscious until one day daddy pointed out that whilst Michelle, the school whale had the larges breasts, they were also the saggiest. “It’s how perky they are that counts.” She says to herself quoting daddy.

 

Bri puts her head through the neck of her tank top and pulls it down over her flat chest. Despite her nipples feeling a little tender today, it feels quite re-assuring to have the tight fabric stretch over them. Next she pulls down her skinny black jeans, and her little pink knickers with hearts on with them. When they reach her ankles she sits down on the floor and takes her black socks with little grey kittens off with her jeans and panties leaving her naked from the waist down. While she is naked on the floor she briefly strokes her soft pubic hair, it’s really soft and she likes the silky way it feels. Finally Bri stands up, steps into a pair of thin white cotton panties and pulls them up her long slender legs. “Kitty bed time.” She says to herself, jumps on the bed and curls into a ball like she did when she was a little girl.

 

After sharing a third pitcher, this time a Long Island Ice Tea Shadow and his date start to feel a little tipsy. “So do you have any hobbies or get up to anything interesting?” She asks, while jabbing her drink with a straw. “No not really. Well I do have a nice garden and I like to sculpt.” He looks at his watch, it’s almost half past eleven and he misses Bri. “You sculpt? I’d love to see some of your work some time.” Shadow’s art is a very personal private experience but he really likes this woman so he will say anything to please her . “Yeah OK.” She stands up and puts her hand bag over her shoulder. He didn’t realise that she meant that she’d like to see them right now.

 

They head to the taxi rank, it’s a week night so they get a taxi right away without waiting. It’s dark outside but it’s a full moon, so bright that it even casts a shadow on the ground. He takes her hand and leads her through the front gate. To the right is a rose bush. “Oh my gosh! When you said a garden I thought that you meant that you like to mow the lawn or something!” She says as she touches the rose bush. “It’s an avalanche rose.” he says as he takes a lock knife attached to a lanyard in his pocket. The blade is tiny but razor sharp. He cuts two roses off and puts one in her hair. “Here you go.” Her face says it all. “Oh thank you!” She rests her palms on his pectoral muscles, her warm hands feel good on his chest as she closes her eyes and kisses him.

 

He can’t remember the last time he kissed a woman, perhaps several years ago. He’s not sure where to put his arms or what a kiss even means any more so he just wraps his hands around her waist. She gazes into his eyes and bites her lip. “How about you show me those sculptures of yours huh?” Shadow takes her hand and leads her to the front door. As soon as he closes the door she asks. “Where’s the bathroom?” He takes her to the bathroom, switches the light on for her and leaves her to it.

 

It’s quite late now and he wonders how Bri is so he very quietly sneaks up stairs into her room, the nickname shadow comes from his ability to move without making a sound. She is laying on the bed curled up in a little ball like she did when she was little. He strokes her hair and kisses her as he lays a rose on her pillow. “Sweet dreams little kitty.” She hears hir soft voice in her sleep and goes “Hmm.” as she grasps the duvet. He sneaks back down stairs just in time for his date to finish washing her hands. “My sculptures are in my bedroom.”

 

He leads her upstairs quietly and she closes the door behind them. Over in the corner is a work bench with a large desk lamp hanging over it. As he reaches for the light switch she takes hold of his wrist. “How about you show me your sculptures in the morning when it’s daylight?” She whispers in his ear, her hot breath sending a shiver down his spine. She starts to unbutton his shirt pulling him along by the fabric to the bed. “Just relax.” She says before she kisses passionately.

 

Brianna wakes up in the middle of the night. She can hear something coming from daddies bedroom. It sounds like daddy is in pain or having a nightmare. She climbs off the bed and walks out of her bedroom and goes across the landing to daddy’s room. She can just about make out the bolt across the lock in the moon light. Daddy’s door is never locked. Bri kneels down in front of the key hole and looks through.

 

Daddy is laying on the bed with no shirt on and his trousers down around his ankles. There is a woman kneeling over him wearing a nice dress. His winky is all hard and looks really big and the woman is sucking on it, bobbing her head up and down while he plays with her hair and moans. She’s giving him a B.J! It’s disgusting and she wants to look away but she can’t. She can feel her heart beat a little faster and her front bottom feels very relaxed like it’s growing on the inside. She’s getting turned on watching her father get a blow job.

 

She keeps watching, after a few minutes she can feel herself get all gooey on the inside and the gusset of the shorts feel a little cold and clammy. She stops watching and goes to the bathroom. There is a wet patch on her shorts and she can almost see through them. She pulls her shorts down and takes a look at her little pussy. There is a sticky patch where her shorts touch her pussie's mouth. Everything feels really relaxed down there like if she was to touch a finger to her entrance it might slip in by accident.

 

Shadow’s date isn’t shy and she really knows what she is doing when it comes to giving fellatio. She has her lips sealed firmly around his shaft and over her teeth, her hand wrapped around the base of his shaft to make for extra depth. Each time her tongue rolls around his bell-end it sends a shock wave of pleasure through his body. The groans get louder and quicker in succession.

 

Bri can hear daddy groan. He sounds like he is in pain but the noise strangely seems to make her pussy feel good. She touches her lips, they are starting to get all sticky. She closes her eyes and imagines the woman gone, herself in bed next to daddy, stroking his firm body as he groans. She imagines his big willy in her mouth, all warm and smooth. He looked as if he was being tickled. She wonders if it would give her the same power over him as he has over her when he pins her down and tickles her.

 

Without realising it Bri’s finger has crept between her lips and she is now rubbing her clit in little circles. “Mmmm” It feels good. She knows it’s really naughty but it feels so good she can’t stop. “Mmm.” If she carries on daddy will hear so she bites her lip. She fantasises about opening her mouth wide and sucking on daddy’s willy until he sperms in her mouth. The touching becomes more frantic like a really bad itch that needs to be scratched. She starts to squirm, her body rocking back and fourth in time with her finger.

 

Shadow feels so close. Having had to settle for jacking off on the rare occasion that he has some time to himself a blow job is a whole new dimension of pleasure. He doesn’t think he can hold it back for much longer. “Ohhh! I...Want you!” She ignores him and keeps sucking, if anything going a little harder, desperate to swallow his hot cum. “Oh my god!” She comes up for air but as she does so she spits on his shaft and uses the saliva as lubricant to massages his rod up and down. It feels so much better than when he does it to himself which is rather shocking considering he’s been practising most of his life.

 

Once she’s caught her breath she goes back down on him. It feels so good to be inside her hot wet mouth. She’s really going for it now. She sucks his breath away through his rod, he is unable to talk as if winded by a blow to the stomach. The sensation is so incredible he wonders if when he does finally cum is it possible he might pass out from the pleasure. The answer come shortly as he looses all control and a large mouthful of cum explodes inside her mouth, he groans at the top of his voice as if being burned alive. “Oh! Ffffffff-U'-K!” A huge head rush passes over him as he bleeds his seed inside her mouth. She seems to like it and swallows every last drop in one go.

 

He wants her but not expecting to get lucky he doesn’t have any contraception. It is perhaps quite fortunate then that his date has had one too many drinks tonight and instead of letting him penetrate her she rolls over and falls into a drunken coma. He wants more and desperately tries to wake her but she is out for the count. He can hear a noise coming from the bathroom like a mouse nibbling at a piece of wet fruit but his heart is pounding, and he is too turned on to care.

 

Daddy’s voice resonates throughout the house. One time when he was making Bri a Wendy house, he accidentally fired a nail gun through his foot. He tried so hard not to say a naughty in front of her but the pain was so intense. He sounds exactly the same now. “Oh! Ffffffff-U'-K!” Bri wonders how it must feel for him, to feel a sensation run through his body so intense that he is barely able to contain himself and looses control. She wants that kind of power over him.

 

She starts to tickle her little bean with two fingers now, everything is so slippery down there as she rubs a little harder. She starts to feel hot and a little bit sweaty, her heart is pounding and she is short of breath. She too feels the need to scream like daddy just did. She wants to, she knows she should stop, she wants to stop but she can’t, caught up in a frenzy she wants to cum. A heatwave of pleasure passes through her body making her whimper as if daddy put ice down her back as she follows through. Her fingers start to make a sloppy smacking sound as she cums all over her hand. “H-o-oh-ly Shhh!” She bites her lips as she feels her head explode. Everything is quiet now and Bri pulls up her panties and goes back to bed wearing them.

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