Daughter has been Naughty Pt. 02 by MagicFingers..,

Daddy’s little girl gets a Lover

“What time did you get home last night, young lady?” He asked in a demanding tone.

“Oh, I was in bed early, Daddy,” Ashley replied.

“Really? Then why did I hear you come in at two a.m. then?”

It was in the early evening and Ashley was doing some homework on the couch. Her father had just gotten home and confronted her about her absence the night before.

“Oh, that. I was already in bed like I said; when one of my school friends called me about a problem she was having and needed help with right away. So I went over and helped them out for a couple of hours.”

“Them? Was it a party or something?”

“No, Dad. Her little brother was actually the one with the problem and Kayla, my friend, was unable to help him solve the problem. They only live a few miles away in a nice home and we all go to the same college. No, there was no party, just a threesome. Oops, I mean just the three of us, together, there, you know? And I came right home afterward.”

“What kind of problem was it? So, you solved it?”

“Oh, you know, just some schoolwork stuff. Very boring, and yes, I helped them both find a satisfying solution to the dilemma. Their dad was home too so everything was on the up and up, as you old people say.” She omitted the fact that he was asleep the whole time and had no idea what was happening in his son’s bedroom last night.

“Well, regardless of what happened, you know you can’t be running around all over town in the middle of the night like that. Don’t you know it’s dangerous? You could have been raped or gotten into an accident or worse. Didn’t we agree that if you are late or going out, I need to know where you are and you didn’t tell me where you were going.”

“But, Daaad, You were asleep and I didn’t want to disturb you.”

“I’d rather be awakened by you than by a knock on the door by the police! You’ve got to do this one little thing for me. How can I impress on you the importance of letting me know where you are and when you’ll be home? I think you need another spanking to help you remember, don’t you?”

“NO! I can remember. I promise. I need to get back to my homework now so I can keep up my cheerleading scholarship. I’ll be OK,” She said and started to walk away.

“Just a minute. Not so fast little girl. Come here and get your punishment so you can learn and remember the lesson better,” said Dad grabbing her wrist to keep her from fleeing.

“But Daaad, I’m in college, and a responsible person. You don’t need to do this,” she said, knowing that a spanking was about to happen to her.

“I know you are. But I have a responsibility to you and your mom to see that you are taken care of and I must do this until you learn your lesson. Come, bend over my knees,” he said, pulling her across his lap on the couch.

She knew what was coming. She tensed up in anticipation until she felt the first whack on her short-skirt-covered bottom. Even through the cheerleading uniform she was still wearing, because she always comes home right after practice, it stung her butt and made her jump.

“Don’t move. It will be over soon,” Dad assured her.

He wacked her through her skirt several times, alternating cheeks as he swung his hand down to spank her ass. He felt it jiggle and tense up with every hit, with her grinding around to try to find an escape from the onslaught. He paused, rubbing her rear end softly and reaching down over the bottom edge of the short skirt to caress the back of her thighs, up and down her hamstrings, and up to her panties.

‘Thank God I’m wearing panties today,’ she thought. ‘I’d really get it good if he caught me without them again.’

In spite of her wishes to not get spanked, she resigned herself to it and accepted that it was just her father’s way of showing his love and caring for her so she couldn’t be mad about it. Besides, his big hands felt good soothing her ass through her bikini panties. These were black see-through lacy ones that were fine for every day wear. They would get replaced by the thick, solid black ones for game time cheering when everyone was looking at them. They matched her black and gold uniform well. As his hands caressed her ass, her skirt was raised up to her waist to uncover her nice tight round bottom for him to see clearly right in front of him. He smacked one cheek, then the other, his hand covering her whole panty and extending over onto her bare ass that was spilling out from under the edges of the lacy panty. It was already pink there.

“Oh, that hurts, Daddy. Don’t hit me anymore, please?” She pleaded.

“It hurts me as much as it does you. Be still and it will be over soon. Think about why you’re getting this spanking and maybe I won’t have to give you another one.”

He looked down where the bottom of the panty barely covered her pink ass hole, and then disappeared between her tightly clenched legs over her vagina. The sight gave him a perfect view of her upturned ass that reminded him of her mom, RIP. It had that same bubble-butt shape that he had loved so much.

“Ok, these have to go. You wouldn’t feel anything through all those clothes,” He said, raising her skirt and tugging at the waist of her panties to pull them down over her ass and down, over her thighs until they landed around her ankles. “At least you are wearing them this time. Maybe you are learning something after all.”

He resumed smacking her bare ass now with alternating hands, rubbing it out between whacks. Now he could see her little ass hole puckering up and releasing with every hit. She spread her legs at the knees and every time he hit her she ground her pussy mound against his thigh. They both felt it. She felt so exposed and humiliated with her bare ass opened up to her dad this way! But she couldn’t stop grinding his leg either. Excited by the sight of her reddening buttocks and ass and pussy contracting and releasing with every whack, he soon had a hardon once again. She felt it through his pants.

“Damn, Daddy, that really hurts. Please stop hitting me so hard. You know I’ve been trying real hard to act the way you want me to.”

“I know it hurts. You’ll learn the lesson better that way. It just stings a bit but no real pain, right? And stop that cursing. Young ladies like you should act like a lady!”

She thought a minute about how to lessen the blows and the feel of his cock gave her an idea.

“Daddy, why don’t you rub it like before? That will help me learn my lesson.”

Without answering he turned his attention to her ass and pussy when she spread her legs wide enough for his big hand to go anywhere it wanted. He licked his fingers and proceeded to rub her puckering ass hole. She instinctively raised her ass up to meet the fingers and open up her pussy in invitation. He wet his fingers more and ran his hand down her ass and over her puffy labia to her little clit, all clearly exposed by her recent wax job. She groaned at this and wiggled her ass around to show him she liked it there.

“Oh, yes Daddy. That feels so much better than whacking my ass doesn’t it? It’s OK; you can do whatever you want there.”