The conversation secretly emboldened Beth. Did her dad really have those thoughts about her? She knew, almost in the abstract sense, that her father was a man, after all, with needs and desires. Could he possibly desire HER?
The girls would never lie, especially in The Circle, and they all agreed that her dad did find her desirable. Still, she was reluctant. She could not convince herself that her dad could possibly feel the same way as she did, so she pushed these feelings down deep, where they festered, until she could take no more, and had to bring herself off to get some relief.
She discovered a favorite place to do this was in the bath. Her dad spoiled her by letting her buy whatever fragrances and bath oils she wanted, teasing her that her bubble baths were certainly getting more expensive these days.
Beth lay in the warm water, caressing her nubile breasts, pinching her erect nipples, wondering what it would feel like to have someone suck on them. She soaped up her tummy, then her thighs, and finally her crotch, wishing other hands were touching her this way.
She gently pressed her fingers into her slit, dreaming of how nice it would be to have someone touch her there. Beth pressed a finger into her hungry hole, hoping that soon, a man’s cock would fill that need.
She rubbed her clit hard, wanting to cum, needing that release, when her dreams and her fantasies coalesced in the fever pitch of her drive to cum. In her mind, she wasn’t alone in that tub; her loving father was with her, touching her all over.
“Mmmm… Daddy… touch me, Daddy… Make me cum…” She started out whispering, but as her climax built, she didn’t realize that she was getting louder, too. “Oh! Oh! Right there… Oh! I’m going to cum! Daddy! Help me, Daddy!!”
At that moment, her father was walking past the bathroom, and thinking his precious daughter was calling out for assistance, burst in the door, thoroughly destroying the flimsy bolt lock that held the door closed.
He was treated to the sight of his beautiful daughter, not so little anymore, laying naked in the tub, skin glistening, eyes closed, legs spread wide, one hand squeezing a soapy breast, pinching a very erect nipple, while the other hand was a blur in her pussy. Water was splashing everywhere, and she was thrashing about, desperate to cum.
Don was mesmerized, frozen in place, unable to tear his eyes away from the erotic vision. Silently, he yearned for her to cum, wishing he had the courage to walk over to the tub, kneel down, and help his daughter have that orgasm she so badly needed.
Beth lifted her hips out of the water, and Don could see the wispy light red fur that covered her pussy mound. His sweet Lizzie was whipping her fingers back and forth over her clit, biting her lip, moaning loudly, when the climax finally hit her.
“Oh! Oh! Cumming! Oh my God! Daddy! I’m cumming!” She exclaimed loudly, then sank back in the tub, still rubbing her snatch while her orgasm subsided.
Don was amazed that he witnessed her daughter’s orgasm, pleased that she called out for him while she came, and confused about what to do about this. He suddenly realized that she might not be so pleased that he saw her this way, and silently backed out of the bathroom.
His plan of escaping unnoticed went awry when his foot kicked the useless lock, lying on the floor. The clang knocked Elizabeth out of her reverie. She looked over at the doorway, shocked to see her father standing there. She could also plainly see the erection outlined in his sleep shorts. It looked huge!
“Dad!” she screamed, sinking down in the tub.
“I’m so sorry, princess.” Don apologized, looking away. “I was walking by and heard you call out for help, or so I thought, and I just pushed the door open…”
“Did… did you see… How much did you see?”
“I saw it all, sweetie, and you have nothing to be embarrassed about.”
“Are you kidding? You watched me diddle myself, and it’s nothing to be embarrassed about?!”
“Oh, baby,” Don said. “That was quite possibly the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. You’re a… a beautiful woman, and it’s only natural.” He backed the rest of the way out the door, and added, “I’m sorry I embarrassed you, sweetheart, but you were doing nothing wrong.” He turned and began to close the door behind him.
Elizabeth was mortified, but in the heat and fog of her orgasm, her boldness won out. “Wait, Dad!”
He turned back to her, realizing how hard it had been to tear his eyes from his naked, wet daughter.
She immediately sat up in the tub, her skin glistening, beads of sudsy water running in rivulets down her perfect body, dripping from her heaving breasts. Don was mesmerized, and his cock throbbed in his pants in response. Beth noticed this, and smiled. Now or never!
“So…” She ran her hands over her stomach, then up to squeeze her tits, gently pinching her swollen nipples. “Did you like watching my orgasm, Daddy?”
Don was taken aback, and sputtered, “Wha… well, sweetheart… It’s compli…”
Beth’s hands moved back down her body, and she stood up in the tub just as her fingers reached her teenage pussy, and she began rubbing herself, biting her lip coyly.
Her dad was frozen in place, and Beth was pleased to note that one part of him was especially frozen stiff.
“Lizzie…” he whispered, his mouth suddenly dry.
“I can see you got hard from watching me, Daddy.” She dug a finger into her hungry hole. “That means you liked it, right?”
There was no use denying the obvious. Don swallowed hard, and replied, “Yes, baby. Watching you climax made me hard.”
Beth closed her eyes as the eroticism of the moment took hold. “Mmmm… I like knowing that I make you hard Daddy.” She opened her eyes to see her father absent-mindedly adjusting his penis in his pants, totally engrossed in the vision of his naked, wet daughter pleasuring herself right in front of him. She smiled. “Join me, Dad.”
Don was snapped from his reverie by her suggestion. “What? What… what do you mean, sweetie?”
“Show me… show me how you make yourself cum.”
“I… I can’t, baby,” he replied, clearly wanting to do just what she asked, but not quite able to cross that line.
“Why not? You saw me masturbating, so I think it’s only fair.” She saw him grasp his stiff rod in his pants, and knew he was wavering. She smiled, and in her best little girl voice, added, “Please, Daddy? I never saw a real penis before. Let me see yours, please?”
He could only take so much, and his sweet little girl, standing naked in the tub, glistening wet, playing with her perfect teenage tits and sweet, tight snatch, asking to see his stiff prick so politely, drove him mad with desire. He pulled his pants down past his rampaging prick, and they dropped to the floor around his ankles.
“Oh, wow,” Beth gasped at seeing the monstrous club that emerged from his pants. It was perhaps eight inches long, with a shiny bulb at the end that reminded her of a big, juicy plum. Her mouth was watering as she suddenly realized she wanted to taste that plum.
He quickly stepped out of the pants, spread his legs slightly, and started stroking his shaft. Beth started rubbing her pussy so that they were stroking to the same hidden beat. The tip of his prick was now leaking juice, and Beth licked her lips wondering what her sweet Daddy’s juice tasted like.
“Closer, Dad,” she whispered. “Come closer.”
Don gulped and did as she instructed. When he was alongside the tub, Beth reached out to him, grabbing his left hand and pulling it to her breast. “Touch me…” She then leaned over, placing a hand on his shoulder to maintain her balance, then redoubled her efforts to bring herself off. “Oh, yeah, Dad, squeeze my tits.”