Part 3
Chapter 3 - Going to the Next Level
Both Amanda and her dad were a bit scared to push their relationship to the next level. John knew what that meant. Amanda did not. She only knew that the feelings she'd dreamed of were coming to pass. Her fear was the fear of the unknown. She didn't know what to expect. John knew what was happening. He was afraid that it would ruin his life, and possibly ruin Amanda's. It certainly would damage his marriage.
John couldn't resist kissing Amanda again. He pulled her tight. His lips met hers and at that instant the last of his inhibitions blew away. Amanda felt it too. She surrendered completely to her father. It was like she was riding a magic carpet. At that moment the rest of the world didn't matter to either of them. They existed just for each other.
Amanda put her arms around his neck as he picked her up in his strong arms. One hand held her back while the other slipped under her thong and held her by her butt cheek. She felt nervous. Her heart beat like a drum as she realized what she and her dad were about to do.
John carried Amanda to the bed. He gently, tenderly laid her in the middle and then took a second to shed his underwear. When he joined her on the bed he was no longer thinking about what would happen because of this night. He only knew he needed to make love to Amanda.
Before he removed the last of her clothes, John started kissing her. He kissed her hands and her cheeks, her shoulders and even her feet. Finally he pulled her thong panties off.
Amanda looked at her dad. 'He really loves me,' she thought. The way he looked her in the eyes and how he touched her, tenderly, caringly. 'I almost wish dad would break up with mom.'
Amanda looked at her dad's strong chest and his tight stomach. He was the most handsome man she'd ever seen. Then her eyes were drawn down. Sticking out from between his legs was his, his... his thing. It was huge! She was fascinated by it. She reached out and touched the tip.
"It's... so... hard, daddy," she said slowly as she put her small hand around the thing.
"Ohh," John groaned, "sweetie, that feels so, uhh, good." John almost came just from her touch. He was harder than he could ever remember being. His c*ck was sticking almost straight up. With his little girl's
tiny hand around the shaft it looked gigantic. Amanda knew that she and her dad had long ago crossed the line for a father/daughter date, but it wasn't until she reached out and touched her dad's dick that it sunk into her. She was going to have real, grown up S8x with her own dad. She was scared and excited at the same time. She had no idea what to expect but she trusted her dad completely.
Amanda's excitement was mixed with her youthful curiosity. She played with her dad's c*ck, touching it, running her fingers over the head and down towards the balls.
"Oh sweetie," John moaned the first time her fingers touched his balls. "Oh how I wish tonight would never end. I wish I wasn't married. I wish you and I..."
Amanda was too inexperience to know if she was doing the right thing, but she had to be doing something right. Her dad obviously seemed to like it. He kept telling her he loved her, over and over. She loved him
too and that must be what this is all about. It was all about love, she figured and she loved her daddy more than anyone in the world.
John knew he wouldn't last long under his daughter's touch. He had an undeniable physical need. He softly pulled her top off, exposing her budding breasts and then pushed her gently down onto the pillows. He knelt between her legs and lined his hard c*ck up at the entrance to her virgin pussy.
