Date: Tue, 27 Mar 2018 20:42:40 +0000 (UTC) From: Las Vegas Subject: Daughter Strips Daughter Strips, A short Story Bisexual, Incest, Adult/Youth Nifty/Prolific Author/Las Vegas If you enjoy these stories, please contribute to Nifty I know what you will say: Well, she wasn't really his daughter, she was kind of like a daughter. No, she was my daughter. OK, but just a step-daughter. No, she was my blood daughter. Yes, however he didn't really fuck her, just a little touching. No, I fucked her. But, he fucked her just once. No, I fuck her lots, and many times I fucked and fucked her for hours. Let me start from when I returned home after 22 years in the Navy. The service had caused me my family, but at 39 I had my retirement check and a lot of experience as a criminal investigator, so I was in no hurry to get a job. So, life was seemingly like a piece of cake, but as the say goes the frosting took the cake. The frosting being that I discovered a crime involving a minor; my daughter. When I first saw my 17-year old daughter, the way she was dressed and how she behaved, it was a red flag that something was not right. Here was a kid acting like an adult. Picture in your mind a degenerate illustrator drawing an extremely slutty minor, and you may be able to visualize what I saw when I looked at my daughter. I knew not to expect a sweet innocent little girl, because the last time I had seen Danielle she was 6, but a streetwalker? Well, that is what I thought of when I first saw her again after all those years away. It was such an eye opener that my ex-wife and I immediately got into a huge argument when I mentioned it to her. She wanted to know how I could judge her as a parent, when I had been gone all those years. She said I knew nothing about raising a kid, or parenting teenagers. True. But I knew a lot about whores as I had my fill of them in foreign ports, and my daughter remined me of the young prostitutes working the Subic Bay and Rota Spain Navy bases. Perhaps if I describe her you will understand what I mean. At 17 Dani was tall and slim with these big tits which she showed off with super tight, low cut tops, and skirts so short they just covered her ass. And, it was not that her ass was that great, because her ass was small and not well defined. However, because her ass was barely covered by the skirt, it called attention to itself. The overall effect was of a young girl who was a tramp in training. She had this look that she gave, standing a little sideways so that you would see the profile of her breasts, and her ass at the same time, and her eyes almost dared you not to notice her. Dani was so used to standing like that, it was now a habit, that she stood like that even for me. Geeze, this was the type of slut that made a guy's tongue go hard. And, she was my daughter. Shock. There can be no other word for it when I discovered she was working as a stripper. 17! That was against the law any place in America. The small rural community where Dany and my ex lived had been hit hard by the exodus of American manufacturing to other countries. The local plant which had employed 16,000 when I left home, now had only 1,200 workers. There were no jobs. Most of the folks in the area had either moved on or drove 90 minutes one way to work. There were no jobs for adults, let along for high school age kids. Dani was doing the only thing she could get work as, and the joint where she stripped looked the other way as to her age because young girls like Dani were what kept the place open. Men with little money to spend were willing to spend it on a minor like Dani, and not some used up 30-year old. What guy would not want to paw at a teenage girl, especially one not mature enough to prevent them from putting their hands everywhere. A girl that young thought that having men grope her was part of the job, and the men took advantage. When I questioned the work, she said she had a fun job. Fun? Dani thought it was great to sleep in late every day, hang out at night with a bunch of people having fun. She said there was always laughter and joking, and the tips were great. She referred to her regulars as her friends. Friends? Men who used her for sexual gratification, friends? By the way, at that point I thought the sexual gratification was just having guys touching her; man was I in for another shock. Without saying anything to anyone I decided to do a little investigating. No one in town knew me, so I pretended to be passing through, looking for work, which was very plausible. The first night I showed up where Dani danced I stayed on the edge of the crowd, and it was a big one. For it being the middle of the week, and people not having much money, the place was packed. Most of these guys had a family at home and were really looking for a little forget life time. The only women in the place were the strippers, all of whom seemed to be young, and the loud, boisterous crowd seemed just on the inner edge of control. I made sure that Dani did no notice I was there, and that was easy seeing as how popular she was. Guys were stacked up waiting for Dani to dance for them. There was a large center stage for a main dancer, two smaller ones so dancers rotated through all three stages, and lots of individual table dances. There were over 200 guys and about 20 dancers and the girls were kept busy. At first, I did not see Dany, but then I saw her giving table dances in a corner. Then, I spotted her going in a doorway leading to a back room. The setup was $5.00 a dance, but $10.00 in back room Dani had just entered for the private dances. I grabbed a girl and took her in back so that I could check on Dani. Fuck. Dani was dancing between two guys, that is how popular she was, that were sitting so close their knees were touching. And their hands were all over her gyrating body. I'm talking these guys were slapping ass, squeezing tits, rubbing pussy. She had her hands on a guy's shoulders leaning into him while he held and sucked her tits, and the guys behind her had both hands between her legs. It took me just a minute to realize she was getting finger fucked. And not subtly either. The guy finger fucking her had pulled her panties aside and was holding her in place with one hand on her panties, while he rammed his middle finger into her pussy. Just like that the music stopped and the girls bolted for the next customer. I was unprepared for the sudden stop and Dani walked right in my direction and saw me. She stopped to ask me what I was doing there, and I told her to pretend to dance for me so that we did not draw attention. She put her hands on my shoulder and moved against me. I think her customary moves just came naturally and she was moving against me out of habit. For my part, I needed to put on a show as just a customer, so I put my hands on her. She had her head next to mine so that we could talk, and my hands were moving over her. I told her I was just out, and she said she did not like my being there. I felt her knee pressed against my erection, (yes, I had gone hard) and I told her it was really the only lively place in town, and that I was just getting myself a dance when she saw me. I added that I'd tip her well. That seem to settle her down. She told me the girl that had been dancing for me was nice, and then the music stopped. I asked for one more just so that we could talk a little more. She was hesitant, and I said double the money and double the tip. She smiled. It was impressive how well Dani danced. This was no inexperience 17-year old fumbling around. Dani must have given a lot of dance since she was hired because she knew all the tricks to get you hard and keep you hard. At one point she licked my hard-on right through my pants for all its length and almost coaxed the cum from my balls to my cock head. I literally almost came. My hands were not standing still either. I knew she was used to being man-handled and did not even think she might not be OK with her own dad putting his hands on her. I played with her tits, squeezed her ass, and rubbed her pussy along her entire lip line. When the music ended she stood and told me the first girl that had dance for me was giving her dirty looks thinking Dani had stolen her "John". The girl obviously did not know I was Dani's father, and Dani may have inadvertently used the word "John", meaning a sexual customer. I went outside with every intent of going home to jerk off and shoot the large wad that Dani had created in my balls. But when I saw it was 1:30 in the morning with only 30 minutes till the place closed I decided to do a little more snooping. At 2:AM on the dot, Dani came out with some guy of about 50. He was overweight and a little drunk as he led Dani to his car. They did not climb in. He leaned against his car. Dropped his pants and shorts, and down to her knees dropped Dani. The blowjob was quick. He rubbed her head for about 20 minutes and then push his hips forward and pulled her face into his crotch as he came. She wiped her mouth as he pulled himself together, reached into his pocket and paid for his blowjob. The idea of Dani giving blowjobs on the side kept me aroused and I wondered if she was hooking as well. Would she fuck me? The next afternoon I went over to see her knowing my ex was at work. Dani was still in panties and tee (she must have slept in them) when she let me in and it did not seem to bother her to be dressed like that in front of me. The knowledge of my hands having been all over her the night before got the better of me and when I said hello I wrapped my arms around her, pulled her into me, and pressed my semi-erect cock into her and rubbed her ass. She either did not care or decided not to say anything about it. She asked what I wanted, and I told her I was there to take her to breakfast, and shopping. She said, shopping? I told her yea, something for us to do together and I was sure she could always use something new for work. She was all for it. She did not want to eat locally because everyone would want to know who I was, and it was sure to get back to my ex. I did not know why Dani didn't want her mom to know that we had been together, but my thoughts on wanting to fuck her made it a smart play to keep our relationship on the QT. Besides, the only places to shop locally were a K-Mark and a Walmart, and I wanted something nicer for her. The mall we drove to was a little over an hour away, where they had a Macy's and a Dillard's, but more important a Victoria's Secrets and a Frederick's of Hollywood. Dani did not finish high school and her taste in clothes reflected it. She bought dresses that were a little better than skanky looking. Really cheap stuff a tart might wear to attract men. Where she showed she knew her customers was in the things she selected for stripping. The see-though lingerie, the push up bras, and the itty-bitty thongs were so fucking sexy. I loved watching her try all those things on and she had no qualms about letting me see her in them. I guess she figured I was paying, or that eventually I would see her in them anyway. I got a blowjob on the way home. She brought it up. As we were driving she said she had seen me waiting outside after work the night before. I told her I was hoping to get lucky. She said Candy, the girl dancing for me, would have fucked. She used the word fucked. I told her that maybe there were also other options? She laughed. I said how much was a blowjob? She said the guy last night had been good for $25.00. I told her I'd pay her $50.00; and pulled off the main highway into some woods nearby. As I pulled my cock out I told her to take her time and do it right. She did not disappoint. I love getting blowjobs and being able to watch the girl doing it. Especially when she makes eye contact with you. Watching my daughter work on my nob and having her glance up to see how I was enjoying it was wonderful. I kept trying to think of other things so that I would not come so quickly. I lasted about 35 minutes and could have gone longer had I not started to face fuck her. As she was bobbing, I grabbed her hair (rather forcefully) and moved my hips in time with her head. That put me over the top, and she swallowed and cleaned my dick off. I was kidding when I told her to subtract the $50.00 from the stuff I had bought her, and she surprised me by saying OK. So, I said I'll let you work off the rest later. She wanted to know doing what and asked with a suspicious tone. I said all you need to do is lie there. She looked at me and said Oh My God. As we got back on the road I asked her if she didn't ever fuck for money like the rest of those dancers. She smiled. I added, and it was not as if I was going to fuck her in the ass... the first time. Within two months I got a bigger apartment and Dani moved in. As far as my ex was concerned there was nothing wrong with my daughter living with me, and my now taking my turn paying for my daughter's living was about time. Dani continued to dance, and I continued to watch. She danced Tuesday through Saturday, gave regular blowjob, and got fucked 1 to 2 times a week. Me? I liked watching the dancing, her sucking dick, and getting fucked in the back of cars, and of course tearing up the pussy in the bed we shared unbeknownst to anyone. I have this image imprinted in my brain of Dani having her brains fucked out that to this day, 20 years later, still is good for a jerk off. The guy was big, about 6'2, 240 pounds. Dani did not even reach his shoulders. It was a sweltering summer night, and he fucked her in his back seat with the windows rolled down. He was large enough that I could not see her, and I had snuck right up behind him. All I could see of her was her ankle over the top of the back seat next to the rear window. And, this big ass moving a mile a minute. The Energized Bunny had nothing on how fast this guy was moving. I could hear him asking her if she could feel herself getting fucked, and her saying, yes, over and over. That night when we got home, and I attacked her (not even waiting to get her to the bedroom but fucking her right there on the floor of the living room), I asked her if he had a big dick, she relied, and thick.