*** *** ***
The following day, which was a Saturday, I woke up early and rode my bike before dawn. I left Liz naked and asleep in my bedroom.
Well, I’d say our “bedroom.”
She lay prone on the bed, covered by a thin sheet. Her cute, firm butt stuck under the sheet, and her sexy figure showed nicely under the fabric. She looks so sexy in the same manner when she wears her leggings. Rebecca influenced her to wear leggings when exercising and doing yoga. Liz once said that wearing leggings feels like not wearing anything.
I had a morning wood just staring at her, but I thought I did my cardio first to maintain my stamina.
When I returned, all girls were still in bed, so I took a quick shower and went to the main dining table. Amy and Aida prepared arroz caldo and batchoy for breakfast. Batchoy is one of Yssa’s favorite foods, always served when she is around.
I sat at the opposite end of the 8-seater dining table, opposite the sink and cooking area. Amy served me the calamansi juice that I always have after my bike ride, and she prepared me spam and scrambled eggs and stuffed them in pandesal. She made two sandwiches.
Liz approached me, but she did not come from the direction of “our room.”
“Hi baby!” Sabi ko at napa “wow” ako ng mahina ng makita ko siya.
She’s wearing a long, faded black t-shirt that dropped just a few inches below her hidden treasure. She was not wearing a bra, and I could see her nipples poking her shirt.
“Hi babe!” Mahinang great niya at nangiti pero mukhang inaantok pa.
“Saan ka galing?”
“I went to the basement.”
“I thought you moved to your room.”
“Pinuntahan ko sila.”
Liz sat on my lap with her legs and feet dangled to my left. She placed her right arm around my neck and interlocked her fingers. She did not bother to fix her shirt when she sat, so it ridden up and exposed her upper thighs and panty.
“Gising na sila?” and caressed her upper thighs with my left hand.
“Yssa is taking a shower, and Stella is in the pool.”
“She’s in the pool? Is it clean?”
“Hindi naman madumi.”
“Akala ko Sunday kayo magswi-swimming?”
“We’ll relax tomorrow sa pool, but she just wants to do laps today.”
“What’s she wearing?”
Hinigpitan niya ang kanyang kaliwang braso sa leeg ko, “at bakit?”
“Wala lang.” Sabi ko naman.
“She’s wearing my shorts and t-shirts.”
“Ah, yun lang.”
“Anong gusto mung suot niya?”
“Diba meron kang swim suit?”
“Oo.”
“Ba’t hindi yun ang ipina-hiram mo?
“She just actually grabbed something from my room, eh.”
“Nakita mo siyang mag-bihis?”
“No, she changed in the bathroom.”
“Is she still in the pool?”
“Yah, kaka-umpisa pa lang niya.”
Yssa was in the shower, and Stella was in the pool; Liz was unworried sitting on my lap since the girls weren’t around.
“Do you want to see her?”
“No, I’m fine here with you.”
“Are you sure,” na pabirong ini-enganyo ako.
“I’ll just check the CCTV mamya.”
“Manyak,” agad niyang pahabol at bahagyang hinigpitan ang pagsakal ng braso niya sa aking leeg.
“Mas masarap kang manyakan.”
“Ang libog mo,” ang asar niya sa akin.
“Nakakalibog ka kaya.”
“Halata nga,” at napayakap sa aking leeg si Liz nang maramdaman niyang nanigas ang aking ari.
“Tinitigasan ka sa akin o sa kanya?” ang bulong niya sa akin.
“Siyempre sa’yo,” at hinalikan ko ang pagitan ng kanyang kaliwang balikat at leeg.
“Hmmm,” ang mahina niyang ungol at ramdam ng aking mga labi ang pagtayo ng kanyang balahibo’t balat. Humarap siya sa akin at marahan kaming nag-halikan. Ang magaan na dampi ng kanyang mga labi ay nakakasabik kaya sinabayan ko ng pagdila sa mga ito.
I slid my left fingers between her thighs, and she opened her legs to welcome my touch. When I rubbed pussy through the soft fabric of her underwear, she extended her tongue into my mouth and sought mine.
My fingers found the left side opening of her already damp panty, and when she felt what I was about to do, she spread her thighs more. Her wet pussy was silky to the touch. Rubbing her slit gently, my baby started to breathe deeper but slowly. Our lips made some light sucking sound as we devoured each other’s mouths.
My fingers shifted from her slit to her clit, and when I pressed and rubbed her nubbin, Liz paused her kiss, locked her lips on mine, and tried muffling her moans.
I could take her to an orgasm right there at the dining table, but the sound of her moans was trumped by the approach of slippers clapping against the cold marbled floor.
Before Amy entered the dining area to bring a bowl of hard-boiled eggs, we stopped our kiss. However, it was too late to remove my fingers between her thighs. Had I jerked my hands out from her panty, it would have caught Amy’s attention immediately. Instead, I slowly pulled my fingers out from her panty and rested my palm between her thighs. Liz closed her legs and pressed my fingers, and I could feel the comforting warmth of her thighs in my hands.
“Gusto mo nang kumain?” Tanong ni Amy sa bata at nakatayo siya sa bandang kanan namin kaya halos likod ni Liz ang nakikita ni Amy.
“Hmmm, sige.” Sagot ni Liz habang nilalaro ang mga binti sa gilid ng upuan.
Kitang kita ni Amy ang pwet at panty ni Liz habang nakakandong siya sa akin, ngunit tila parang wala lamang kay Amy ang postura namin ni Liz. Kung sabagay, tila hindi rin alintana ng aking anak ang kanyang pag-upo sa akin.
“Anong gusto mo, yung batchoy o aroz caldo?”
“Hmm, pweding pareho pero kaunti lang,” na malambing na hiling naman ni Liz.
“Gusto mo din ng calamansi juice?”
Nag-isip muna siya saglit na tila hindi talaga siya worried na ang aking kamay at ipit pa din ng kanyang mga hita,
“Hmm, ano na lang, Milo, please.”
“Hot or cold.”
“With ice.”
Mula sa aming bandang kanan, naglakad patungo sa bandang kaliwa namin si Amy ngunit ang likod ko naman ang nagtatakip sa aking kamay. Subalit tila naalala niya na may dala nga pala siyang isang bowl kaya’t nagtuloy siya patungo sa lamesa. Ibinaba niya ang itlog sa aming harap. Hindi ko na din pinansin ang kanyang tingin kaya’t hinayaan ko na lamang ang aking kamay sa panty ni Liz at hinagkan ko sa ulo ang aking nanglalambing na anak.
Habang papalayo na sa lamesa si Amy, “Tapos nang maligo si Yssa,” ang kanyang sinabi na halatang isang paalala.
“Thank you, Amy,” ang sabi ko naman.
Sa paglayo ni Amy, our lips touched, and we licked, locked, nibbled, and sucked. My baby has become a more sensual and experienced lover. Breathing slightly heavily through our noses, my left hand slid from between her thighs, and my left fingers hooked on the bottom of her t-shirt. In a quick motion, I pulled her shirt up and exposed her left breast. Immediately, my mouth darted to her breast and sucked it.
“Aahh!” “Uhhmm,” “Uhhmmm,” na parang umi-iri si Liz sa pagsuso ko sa kanya. Silyado ng aking mga labi ang kanyang suso at dama ko ang pag-hingal ng kanyang dibdib at tibok ng kanyang puso dahil sa kiliti at sarap na nadarama.
Pikit mata kong nina-namnam ang kanyang utong.
(Pagdating ng hapon ng araw na iyon, ni-replay ko ang CCTV at nakatuon ang kanyang mga mata sa camera na parang nakatitig sa akin, habang ang kanyang bibig ay bukas sa paghinga ng malalim.)
Liz has become bolder and daring, maybe because we both believe that Amy and Aida know already, even though they haven’t caught us in the most provocative act. So, I wasn’t worried about Amy and Aida; but Yssa could walk in anytime and might catch us.
So, I stopped and lowered her shirt, “Mag-short kana, baka dumating na ang kapatid mo.”
“Okay, dad. I’ll check on Stella if she wants to eat na.”
But before she left the dining area, I grabbed her hand and pulled her closer. I held her face, and she leaned toward me and kissed her lips for ten seconds. After I let go of her, she smiled, and my heart melted. Her smile gave me that tender feeling which is hard to describe, but if I’d try, I would say that it’s like that taste of a big marshmallow roasting on an open fire in the middle of a cold night dark but starry sky.
I’m so in love with her.
*** *** ***
The rest of the weekend was relatively uneventful. Liz and I would hug and kiss whenever we found each other alone. However, I let her and Stella do their project and worked in my home office. Yssa stayed the whole weekend, even though Jess tried to pick her up on that Sunday morning to go to church. Sabay na lang daw sila ng ate niya na mag-simba in the evening. The three of them went to the pool, but Liz and Stella did not wear swimsuits or bikini and practically just dipped their body in the water and chatted.
My personal driver, Aldrin Gomez, took them to church at pagkatapos ay hinatid si Yssa sa kanilang bahay at si Stella sa kanyang dorm. While Liz was still out with Aldrin and giving the two ladies a ride home, I finished my work and waited for Liz early in the evening. We were busy most of the weekend, so I planned to spend time with her before starting the week the following day.
I texted Liz that I would be in my room, and I told her to text me when she was home and ready so that we could hang out. I didn’t know what time Liz arrived, but around 9 pm, she texted me and said that she wanted to watch a movie. We agreed that we’d spend time together in the T.V. room.
Kaso nga lang ay nagka-problema. Tumawag ang isa sa mga naka-duty na material handlers sa isa sa mga warehouses namin at nag-report ng malaking busted pipe at nagka-flooding sa bodega. I had to leave to oversee the problem lalo na madaming mga merchandise na naka-store doon para sa mga consignees, importers, at iba pang mga clients.
I had to supervise until morning and worked for the rest of the week to make arrangements for the repairs and clean-up of the warehouse and to facilitate the transfer of the items to the other warehouse for safekeeping. I also had to submit insurance claims—all I had to do on top of my regular task. We have managers, supervisors, and work leaders, but my business partners and I always wanted to be on top of everything. The successive days and the rest of the week were typical, and Liz was busy with school.
*** *** ***
Days and weeks passed, and I’d forgotten the meeting Roland wanted to set. The planned meeting with Roland was deferred due to my busy schedule. Eventually, my office secretary reminded me that someone from Roland’s office had coordinated the meeting and had set the schedule.
Curious about the meeting’s agenda, I texted Jessica because I thought it was business-related.
“Gd pm, wats d meeting all abt?:
“May meeting ba?” tanong ni Jess.
Jess also thought it was a business meeting.
“Meet daw,” replied ko
“Wen niya cnabi?”
“Una noong sundo nmin sa clinic.”
“Noong sundo ninyo siya?”
“Yes.”
“Matagal na iyon, diba?”
“I ws bc kase.”
“Wen is the meeting.”
“Dis wik.”
My phone suddenly rang.
“Hello!” bati ni Jess.
She would rather talk than exchange texts.
“Hello! Komusta?”
“Ok lang, komusta din?” sagot niya.
“Meron pa bang documents na pipirmahan?” Tanong ko.
“I think updated naman yung accounts ng company ninyo.”
“That’s what I thought, too. Kinuha na ni Efren yung copies ng addendum sa contract,” Efren is my messenger/liaison.
“Oo, para dun sa dalawang additional guards. Ako ang nag-abot kay Efren.”
“That was a several of weeks ago.”
“Yeah, before his last clinic appointment.”
“Gising pa ba siya.” Tanong ko para maka-usap si Roland.
“Let me check.”
I heard the maid talking in the background, so it seemed Jess was in the kitchen or dining area. Apparently, Roland was not nearby.
As she walked looking for Roland, we chatted, “Gusto din ni Yssa ng basement dito bahay,” sabay natawa siya.
“Aba, pwedi naman.”
“Paano yun, huhukayin namin ang first floor?”
“Edi dun sa likod ng bahay ninyo.”
“Sa backyard?”
“Oo, maluwag yung backyard ninyo, diba.”
“Hindi na basement kapag ganun.”
“O bakit naman?”
“Magiging parang bunker na siya.”
“Bomb shelter,” kaagad ko naman naisip.
“Ganun na nga.”
“Sabagay ganun nga ang mangyayari kung hiwalay sa mismong bahay.” Pag-sang ayon ko naman.
“Gusto niya yung katulad dyan sa inyo.”
“Yung sa loob ang access.”
“Oo.”
“Naku, major renovation yan.”
“Kaya nga, eh.”
“Namimilit ba siya?” I was referring to Yssa.
“Ay, hindi naman. Nabanggit lang niya.”
“Ah! akala ko pa naman nagpapagawa talaga siya ng basement.”
“Ano siya reyna,” at natawa kami pareho.
“Hindi naman yata spoiled si Yssa,” depensa ko naman kahit natatawa.
“Hindi naman nga.”
“Yun naman pala.”
“Actually, ako ang may gusto ng basement.” Sabay tawa ulit kami.
“Hindi nga?”
“Loko lang. Isa pa sa lilinisin iyon.”
“May mga maids ka naman.”
“Edi naglayas na sila ng tuluyan.”
“Pagawan mo na lang ng room sa likod si Yssa.” Suggest ko naman.
“Parang studio apartment?”
“Oo, para siya na din ang maglinis.”
“Naku, tulog mantika yun kapag walang pasok.”
“Ah, ganun ba.”
“At saka parang ganun na din naman yung set-up ng kwarto niya sa loob ng bahay.”
“Parang studio apartment?”
“Oo. May sariling banyo pero walang kitchen area.”
“Pero kung sa likod, at least hiwalay sa bahay.”
“Ano yun? Edi, parang nasa compound kami,” at natawa ulit kami pareho.
“Kung sabagay.”
“Gusto niya yung basement yung katulad nga dyan sa inyo.”
“Pero solo ni Yssa ang kwarto niya diba?”
“Yah, she has her own room.”
Patricia (Roland’s second child) and Daniella (his youngest daughter) share a room, and Raymond lives primarily in the apartment complex he manages. He occupies one of the units with his live-in partner and four-year-old son. Jess and Roland own the complex.
“Well, she can stay with Liz here as often as she likes,” I said, even though Yssa is already welcome in the house and has been coming and staying with Liz regularly as they grow up. Besides, the basement’s current setup is for Liz, Deth, and Yssa.
While Liz has no problem visiting and sometimes staying over the weekend or the whole week during school break in Jessica’s house, Liz prefers that Yssa stays with us instead. Roland’s children are friendly, but Liz and Yssa are blood relatives, so they have a stronger bond and like spending time together.
“She does like the double-deck,” said Jess referring again to Yssa.
“Oo nga, gusto niya dun sa top bed matulog.”
“She likes going up the ladder.”
“It’s fun nga naman to sleep on the top bunk.
“Diyan, meron small lamp daw kaya she can read sa top bed.”
“Edi, ibili mo siya ng double deck na bed.”
“Gusto niya na may kasama.”
“Si Daniella or Patricia,” suggest ko naman.
“Pwedi din naman.”
“Or sama siya dun kina Gina at Fe,” biro ko sa kanya.
“Ay, oo nga no,” at natawa ulit kami.
Gina and Fe are their maids, and they sleep in a double deck in their quarter.
Eventually, Jess found Roland.
“Oh, he’s sleeping.”
“Aga naman.”
“He’s just taking a nap. Naglakad kasi kami sa neighborhood kanina.”
It’s their routine that Roland exercises, as tolerated, by walking as suggested by his doctor.
“O, sige. I’m sure nothing is urgent, paki-sabi na lang na tumawag ako about dun sa meeting.”
“Okay, sabihin ko sa kanya mamya. I’ll wake him up for dinner.”
“Okay, thanks.”
“Is Liz around?” Pahabol niya.
“Heto,” sabi ko at sabay abot ng phone kay Liz.
“Hi! Mom.” Said ni Liz, and I could not understand what Jess was saying anymore, for I could faintly hear her from the phone because it wasn’t on speaker.
“Hi mom!”
“…….”
“Nothing, we’re about to watch a movie.”
“…….”
“It’s Friday, mom.”
“……..”
“I have no Saturday class.”
“………”
“Our finals are not until next month.”
“………”
“This summer?”
“……..”
“Punta kami kina Deth.”
“……..”
“Can Yssa come?”
“…….”
“For a week only.”
“…….”
“Sunduin lang namin siya kasi it’s her turn to stay here with us.
“……..”
“Para makapasyal din ako doon at makita si Mommy Becca.”
“……..”
“Yssa could be back before her tennis games.”
“…….”
“hhmm.”
“…….”
“Nothing, gininaw lang.”
“……”
“Aircon is on.”
“…..”
“In the T.V. room.”
“……”
“Stand type, mom.”
“……”
“May sliding door.”
“……”
“No, not in the basement.”
“……”
“hmmm, the one close to the patio.”
“……”
“We’ll be having snacks.”
“……”
“Dad asked for a ham and egg sandwich…hmmm,”
“…….”
“18 degrees.”
“…….”
“Yah, it’s cold.”
“……”
“Just a blanket.”
“……”
“Sige, hmmm, pakuha ko kay yaya.”
“……”
“Good night, mom.”
“…….”
“Love you, too.”
Liz turned off the phone and reached for the coffee table in front of the sofa. She had to stretch a little to place the phone on the table, so I grabbed her waist so her not to fall off the couch.
After she placed my phone on the table, I pulled her back to the sofa, closer to me. We were lying on our left sides, and she was in front of me, in a spoon position. The blanket covered us but from our waist and to our feet only. I slid my hand under her shirt and placed my palm on her navel. “Hmmm,” Liz moaned again when I caressed her tummy.
Her hair smells so good, for she had taken her bath earlier and blow-dried her hair. I love the touch of her smooth skin on my palm. So, as we lay on the sofa to start the movie, I kept sniffing her hair, and my arms wandered on her tummy, waist, hip, and thigh.
“Hmmm,” she moaned as I touched her sensitive, ticklish corners.
“Ikaw ha. Hawak ka ng hawak habang kausap ko ang ex mo.” Pabulong na biro ni Liz.
“Nang-gigigil kase ako sa’yo.”
“Dapat lang,” at kanyang ipinisil ang pisngi sa aking mukha.
“Sana nag-usap pa kayo.”
“Habang hinihipuan mo ako?”
“And while I kiss you.”
“How could I talk then?”
“I meant, while I kiss your body.”
“Ah, okay, baliw ka talaga,” at sabay diin ni Liz ng kanyang likod sa aking dibdib.
“And while I suck your nipples.” My hand slid from her tummy to her chest, and I cupped her left breast.
“Hmmm,” and Liz pressed her butt to my erection.
“And while I lick you, babe.” I then lifted my head and reached for her neck, and kissed her skin.
“Hmmm, dad.”
“What, baby?”
“You’re making me horny.”
“Nalilibugan ka na?”
“Kanina pa.”
“Next time kainin kita.” At tuloy ang halik ko sa kanyang ulo, likod ng tenga, at leeg.
“Pag-kausap ko siya?”
“Kahit sino.”
“Kahit boyfriend ko?” Biro niya.
“Lalo na kung siya.” At sabay nibble ng aking labi sa kanyang tenga.
“He could watch us.”
“While I lick you?”
“And while you fuck me.”
“Sige, let’s find you a boyfriend,” ang biro ko sa kanya at sinundan ko ng halik muli sa kanyang leeg at lamas sa kanyang suso.
“Hmmm, dad.”
My daughter was about to turn and face me, but the glass sliding door suddenly moved. When I tried pulling my hand out from inside her shirt, Liz held my hand and whispered, “don’t.”
The T.V. room is a separate room from the main living room (Liz and I had our slow walk from the sofa to the hallway and her bedroom in the main living).
The T.V. room was situated close to the rear part of the house and adjacent to the patio. The patio then leads to the swimming pool area. A fixed 3/8-inch cloud grey carpet covers the entire T.V. room. Sandals and shoes are supposed to be left outside the sliding door before coming in. The room is semi-sound proof, so people outside could barely hear the sound inside. However, the surround sound inside the room makes it hard to hear anyone opening the door.
But since the movie was paused while Jess was on the phone, we heard the door slide when Aida opened it. There’s a small table outside the room, and Aida had to place the big tray first on the table before she opened the door. Before going in, she removed her slippers and left the door momentarily open since her hands were full.
Malamang nakita niya akong humahalik kay Liz because the horizontal blinds weren’t drawn. Ngunit tuloy lamang si Aida na pumasok pagkatapos tanggalin ang mga tsinelas.
In the tray was my sandwich and a can of Pepsi. She also brought Liz’s ice-cold calamansi juice, which she suddenly craved. Aida also prepared one of her favorite snacks—Besuto’s fried prawn crackers. Those crackers are sold in a pack uncooked. They look like tiny brown squares, and which is a mistake to eat them unfried.
When Liz was little, Rebecca and Liz’s previous yayas would fry the crackers, and Liz would stand on a chair and watch the small brown squares transform into curly white and crunchy crackers.
She’s so happy and innocent as she watches the frying pan, salivating and waiting for her snacks to be made. I love her so much. Tapus, isasawsaw niya sa vinegar ang mainit-init pang chichiria.
Pag-pasok ni Aida, nangamoy kaagad ang bagong piritong merienda ni Liz at sawsawang suka na may bawang at sili na dala din ni Aida sa tray.
I was not looking directly at Aida, and Liz was the one who said, “Thank you ate.”
Her yaya Aida saw my hand inside my daughter’s shirt as I cupped her breast while Aida was placing the snacks on the coffee table. After the snacks were set, she turned around, went outside, and closed the sliding door.
Liz wriggled from my arm and escaped from my embrace. She sat on the edge of the sofa with her feet on the floor. The bottom of her baby t-shirt was just below her navel, and her upper iliac bones were slightly covered by the waistband of her boyshorts panty. I love the sight of her erect nipples poking on her tight and fit top.
She carefully pulled the table closer to her. I sat up too, and my baby handed me my sandwich. The chips weren’t good when cold, so she started eating them. Susubuan niya ako ng chips at salitang kaming kakagat sa aking sandwich. Buti na lang dalawa ang ginawa ni Aida para sa akin.
But the crackers were really better with spiced vinegar, so Liz slid down the sofa and sat on the carpet. She pulled the table a little closer and extended her legs under it. Carefully, isinawsaw niya ang crackers sa suka habang inumpisahan na namin ang movie. Remembering how she liked the crackers when she was a little girl, I let her eat and watched her enjoy it while she looked at the screen. I also slid down and sat on the carpet next to her. After we finished our food, I pulled the blanket to cover our shoulders and cuddled until we finished the show.
*** *** ***
I was busy at work, and she was busy in school, but when together, we made up for the time we were away from each other. She’s a classmate to her colleagues, a friend to her peers, and a sister to her siblings. But when with me, she’s my daughter with special benefits: the benefit of having a daughter who does wife duties.
She’s enjoying life and being a classmate, a friend, and a sister, madaming lakad at lakwatsa ang aking anak. Hinihayaan ko lang siya at nauunawaan ko naman ito bilang ama. Kaya madaming mga pagkakataon na nasa galaan o okasyon si Liz. Kung pareho naman ang schedule niya sa akin, hatid sundo ko pa din siya at tuloy pa din ang hawak, sakmal at halik sa aking sasakyan.
At kung may lakad siya kapag weekends, hatid-sundo ko din siya, o kadalasan ay salitan kami ng driver, lalo na kung meron din akong lakad.
One weekend, Liz had to attend the debut of one of her friends. Before the event, she was so worried about what to wear, but she was very excited to fix herself. I gave her a considerable allowance for her dress; at first, she was too shy to accept it. But I told her to look good and dress elegantly for me, so she reluctantly took the extra money.
Liz knows I worked hard to run a business, so she is not extravagant and very modest in spending money. But as her dad, I do have a habit of spoiling her sometimes, even before we started our affair.
However, I teased her that day while she was in my room after I gave her the money, “pinag-gagastosan talaga ang kabit.”
“Hmmm, kabit mo nga pala ako,” ang sabi niya habang nakisakay sa biro ko.
“Syempre, hindi lang parausan ang kabit, ini-ispoil din dapat.”
“At syempre, gagawin ng kabit ang hindi ginagawa ng asawa,” dagdag pa niya.
“Kaya masarap magkaroon ng kabit, lalo ng kung mas bata sa asawa.”
“Yung parang anak,” pabulong na sabi ni Liz.
Lumapit ako at humawak ang aking mga palad sa kanyang mukha, “Yung working student, student sa umaga, escort sa gabi.”
“Or GRO, sa club,” ang may pagka-malinding sinabi niya.
Napa-isip ako kung bakit niya alam ang “GRO sa club.” Kinabahan at nagduda ako pero nalibugan din ako sa sinabi niya.
“Sige minsan, i-date kita sa club,” ang nasabi ko bigla.
“Ibili mo ako ng sexy na damit, daddy.”
“Oo, yung skirt na maiksi.”
“Maiksi na kaunti na lang kita kaagad ang panty ko.”
“I am going to buy you a thong.”
She turned her head so her face escaped my palms. She held on to my arms but playfully bit my right forearm, indicating na nanggigil siya bigla.
I turned her around and grabbed her waist. She leaned, placed her hands on the nearby table, and turned her head. She gave me a seductive smile and look, tempting me to take her. But we have learned to enjoy the anticipation, so I just slapped her butt and told her to go shopping.
After I gave her a fatherly-like kiss on her forehead, she playfully maintained the kabit character and gave me a devilish smile as she fanned herself with the money I gave her.
****
In the early afternoon before the debut, Patricia fetched her to help her go to the saloon. After that, Liz went to Roland’s house to have her eyebrows done. Then, Patricia took her back to the house.
It was in the late afternoon when I realized Liz was back. I walked into her room and found her getting ready for the party. My daughter rarely wears cosmetics, but she is so pretty whenever she does after fixing her makeup.
I never really paid attention to Jessica, Rebecca, and my exes whenever they put on their makeup. I always do something else while waiting for them to finish up in front of the mirror.
But Liz fascinates me for the little things she does when she’s a child and growing up. I observed her discover things as she played and explored on her own. Watching her do kinds of stuff in her little way was so cute and heartwarming. And now a young lady, my loin gets hot just being near her.
“Hi, dad!” Liz greeted me while she was sitting and facing the mirror.
I kissed her on the cheek and sat on her bed; I leaned on the headboard and watched her prepare. At first, I thought that her eyebrows were professionally done.
“Pinaayos mo ang kilay mo?”
“Kay Yssa.”
“Marunong siya?”
“Nagtuturuan sila nina ate Tricia at Daniella.”
“Ba’t hindi ka paturo kina Aida?”
“Ngye, sila nga ang tinuturuan ko, eh.”
I watched her through the mirror, and I noticed that her eyebrows were trimmed in a slight arch and softly angled. Her eyelashes, however, look pretty and glam even without any extensions. Her nails were polished, too, but it was Patricia who did her nails. Liz chose beige, which is close to the nails’ natural color. Her hair was also trimmed and fell nicely on her shoulders.
“Aba, papanoorin mo talaga ako?”
“Wala lang,” sagot ko na lang.
“Sige, para matuto ka.”
“Mag-makeup?”
“Para ikaw ang mag-makeup sa akin,” sabay tawa ng aking anak.
Deadma lang ako sa sinabi niya at nginitian ko siya.
“Hmmp,” pabirong pagtataray naman niya.
“Sige na nga,” at sinakyan ko ang paglalambing niya, so I pulled another chair and sat close to her. Pigil ang kanyang ngiti habang minamasdan ko ang ginagawa niya.
Liz first applied what she called a foundation by pouring some on the back of her left hand. Using the palm side of her right middle finger, she dipped it on the foundation and placed three successive dots upwards on both upper cheeks.
She applied it to her nose, lower cheeks, and chin. After that, she spread the foundation liberally on her face. Then she used a pink sponge- or foam-like material to apply the foundation thinly to her skin.
I noticed that she also had some small and sparsely grown hair on top of her upper lip, and she became so conscious about it when I tried to touch her. I told her that it looked pretty on her, though.
“Iy,” ang reaksyon niya at sabay salag sa aking kamay.
“Bagay naman ang bigote mo,” biro ko sa kanya.
“Baliw ka talaga itay,” with an emphasis sa “itay.”
“Hindi nga, bagay naman talaga.”
“Hindi naman ako balbon katulad ni mommy Becca.”
“O ano naman ngayon?”
“Hmm, basta mas bagay sa kanya kase pantay pati sa arms niya.”
“Pati sa katawan,” bigla kong nasabi.”
“Uyy, namimiss niya ex niya.” Kantyaw ni Liz.”
“Nabanggit lang, namimiss kaagad?
“Sabagay…,” Pabitin na sabi niya.
“Sabagay ano?”
“Mabuhok nga si mommy Becca,” sabay tawa niya.
“Mabuhok? Tanong ko pakunwari.
“Syempre nakasabay ko nang maligo siya noong maliit pa kami ni Deth.”
“Maliit pa kayo noon, syempre.”
“Tinatanong namin siya ba’t kami walang buhok sa ano.”
“Ano sabi niya.”
“Paglaki daw namin dun tutubo.”
“Ah, okay.” Sabi ko na lang.
“Ikaw diyan, nakita mo din naman.”
“O, ang alin?”
“Yung bulbol ni mommy Becca.”
“Kaya nga nabuo si Deth,” at tawa kaming pareho.
“Kinwento niya na noon daw sa resort diba naka two-piece nga siya.”
“Kailan?”
“Noong first time natin magpunta doon, tayong tatlo.”
“A nung maliit ka pa.”
“Diba noong sinundo natin siya sa apartment nila ni tita Rowena.”
“Ah, yung first time nga natin tatlo dun sa resort.
“Yung nga.”
“Nasabi mo nga na gising ka nun.”
“Oo, gising ako ng ginagawa ninyo si Deth,” sabay tawa ulit kami.
“Oh, anong sabi niya?”
“Tungkol saan?”
“Dun sa buhok.”
“Ah, oo nga pala. Sabi niya nakasilip daw yung pubic hair niya sa bikini niya.” At natawa si Liz na tila hindi makapaniwala na ikinukwento niya iyon.
“Sinabi niya yun?” Na hindi ko naman lubusang ikinagulat dahil close sila ni Becca at kung ano ano ang kanilang pinag-uusapan kapag magkakasama sila.
“Oo naman.”
“Well, it’s looked good on her.”
“Gusto mo nga daw yung ganun. Manyak ka talaga.” Biro ng aking anak.
“Well, that’s her natural trait kaya,” paliwanag ko naman.
“Eh, ano naman ang natural trait ko?”
“Manipis lang ang bulbol mo, babe.” Na may pagka malaswa kong sinabi.
“Anong mas gusto mo?” Palambing naman niyang tanong.
“Syempre yung sa’yo,” kaagad kong sagot with emphasis sa “syempre.”
“At bakit naman?”
“Ganyan kasi siguro kanipis nung xxxxxx years old ka.”
“Mas manipis,” ang may pagkaharot niyang sagot.
“Nice!” ang reaction ko naman.
“Pervert!” ang kaagad na banat ni Liz.
“A pervert who fucks you so good.”
Liz threw punches in the air and directed them to me while holding her laughter.
“Baliw ka talaga,” sabay abot sa maliit na salamin at sa kanyang eyebrow razor para i-shave ang kanyang facial hair.
“Molestyahin kita dyan,” ang malaswang biro ko sa aking dalaga.
Halatang may kaunting epekto sa kanya ang aking sinabi pero dinedma lamang niya ako habang nakatingin siya sa salamin at marahang tinatanggal ang kanyang manipis na buhok sa ibabaw ng kanyang labi.
Liz also lightly shaved some facial hair on her forehead, which wasn’t really noticeable for me. Perhaps, those tiny hairs probably caught her sweat when we fuck hard.
Next, she picked up her concealer and used a cotton bud-like applicator with a small brush at the tip to apply the concealer under her eyes. She spread the beige or light stone-colored liquid on her skin. She used some more on her forehead, on the length of her nose, and her chin.
“Saan mo naman natutunan niyan?”
“Kami kami nina Yssa.” At tuloy lamang sa pagpahid sa kanyang face.
“Ah, okay.”
“At nagprapractice kami ni Deth pag-magkasama kami.”
“Magaling din siyang mag-make up.”
“Marunong din siya.”
“Sino ang mas magaling sa inyo?”
“Wala naman. Kase madalang lang kaming mag-makeup
“Sabagay hindi kayo parehong mahilig sa makeup.”
“Yah, kapag may okasyon lang naman.”
To apply some concealer to the contour of her face, she used a small bottle with a roll-on tip just like the tip of a Rexona deodorant. She used again the small sponged to apply the concealer evenly throughout her face.
She used her misty beige Decorte setting powder, which she said she used the setting powder to “bake” her face (whatever that means). Using another soft sponge, she dabbed, applied it all over her face, and waited for it to set.
Meanwhile, she used a retractable and slim eyebrow pencil while waiting for the powder to set. The color is ebony to match her shiny black hair, but the color still has some light undertone. My baby outlined her eyebrows with professional-like and expert-like quality precision. Her forearm was fixed in front of her, and her wrist moved fluidly in detailing her brows.
After a few more minutes, Liz grabbed her fluffy brush, which was bigger than most of the brushes on the dresser. She brushed her cheeks first, stroking the brush upward to remove the setting powder, and the particles flew and burst in front of her face as if some smoke exuded from her luscious skin.
Next was her forehead; after that, she tucked her lips inward to brush off the powder around her mouth and chin. Nonetheless, the fluffy brush appeared to have fine bristles, which may have felt like silk on her smooth face.
After removing the excess setting powder, my baby took the bronzing powder.
“What’s that for?” Tanong ko naman.
“To highlight my natural color.”
“You have fair skin, anak.”
“Well, it makes my skin looks radiant.”
“You always look radiant, babe.”
“Hmm,” ang may kilig niyang reaksyon.
Liz used a slightly smaller brush than the one she used for the setting powder, and she measured at least two fingers from the side of her nose to her upper right cheek and applied the bronzing powder. She repeated it on the top of her left cheekbone.
Once more, her wrist gracefully moved as she brushed her forehead, the top of her nose, her chin, and parts of her neck to blend the color of her face and neck with the bronzing powder.
“How come you did not apply that all over your face as the other powder?”
“I apply the bronzing powder where the sun normally hits my face.”
“But the party is in the evening and indoors.”
“Yeah, but I don’t want my face to look monotonous.”
“Oh, I see.”
“You like watching me do my makeup?”
“Well, I don’t see you wear makeup often, so I wanted to see,” sabi ko naman.
“Pag nagsawa ka na, hindi mo na papansinin ito,” ang paglalambing na sambit ng aking anak na nangangahulugan na natutuwa siya na pinapanood ko siya.
“It doesn’t mean that when I stop watching you do your makeup ay nagsawa na ako sa’yo,” lambing ko naman sa kanya.
“Okey” ang mahinhin naman niyang tugon.
After applying the bronzing powder, Liz picked a small box of makeup with different colors, which looks like a painter’s palette. She then used a smaller brush after selecting a color and applied it to the upper crease of her eyelids, closer to her eyebrow.
She selected another color and applied it to the lower parts of her upper eyelids, which she applied closer to her eyelashes. She applied that second color to the outer half of her lower eyelids. And then, using her index finger, she popped the color on the inner part of her lower eyelids, closer to her tear ducts area.
Next, using the tip of her pinky finger as a support, as her pinky touched her face, Liz started at the middle of her lash line and drew a line outwards in applying her eyeliner. She concentrated on maintaining the tip of the eyeliner horizontally as it touched her skin. She folded her pinky for better support when she got closer to the outer corner of her eyelid.
Then, when it was the inner part of her lashline that she covered, she started where the lashes begin, then moved outward so as not to touch the inner corner of her eyes. As I observed her keenly, Liz carefully applied thinner eyeliner on the inner lash line.
After completing the top lash line, Liz asked me, “gusto mong matuto?”
“Oo ba.”
“Sira,” at natawa siya.
“Para ako maglagay niyan sa’yo next time.”
“Iyyy,” at napa-stomp ng magaan ang kanyang mga paa sa kilig.
Liz took a different brush to apply her blush and scooped some of the makeup. But before she applied it, she smiled to make her cheek prominent and used the brush in a circular pattern and side to side. She repeated it on the other cheek.
Liz picked up a colored pencil-like material and said it was a lip liner. As the name denotes, she used it to line her lips, but she overlined it, thus giving her lips some fuller effect. She finished her lips with lovely nude lipstick accentuating her fair skin color.
After she was done, Liz faced me and smiled.
“Wow”
“Wow ka dyan.”
“You look so pretty, anak.”
“Bagay ko pala nag-memakeup.”
“Gusto ko yan.”
“Anong mas gusto mo, may makeup or wala?”
“I think pareho.”
“Yung mas gusto mo nga e.”
“Yung walang make up, pero gusto ko din yan.”
“Mas gusto mo yung walang make up ako?”
“Yah, kase baby pa din kita,” sabay haplos sa kanyang midback.
“Eh pag nakamake-up ako?”
“Parang kang cover girl, anak.”
“Sira.” Pa-humble niyang tugon ngunit halatang kinikilig.
“You’re like that perfect girlfriend na idini-display sa lahat.”
“Hmm, pang-display lang pala ako sa’yo.” Biro naman niya sapagkat alam naman niya na higit pa siya doon.
“Yung gusto kang aswanging ng iba kapag kasama kita.”
“Ikaw, gusto mo talaga yun ha.”
“Na ano?” Pakunwari kong tanong.
“Aswangin nila ako.”
“You know I like it when other men desire you.”
“I like it, too,” sabay kindat ng kanyang mga kilay.
The way she was dressed, no doubt, guys—young adults and older—will surely want her.
My baby girl was alluring in wearing an elegant short sleeves evening dress that night. Liz spent the money very well, and it was worth it. That night, she wore a semi-gloss black satin dress, which felt soft and smooth as my palm touched her lower back. When she stood up, the hem hit just above the top of her knees, and it was so sexy that the back of her knees showed.
The neckline was rather wide, which ran horizontally on the front across her collarbones, and the neckline ends almost to the shoulder points. Her dress fitted her petite upper body, and the skirt flared a little down her waist. Thus, the dress fitted well, for it followed Liz’s body. The dress has a V back while the zipper is at the back, so a good portion of her delectable skin was exposed.
My baby was so sexy with her stiletto, and she’s wearing them already while putting on her makeup. Her shoes have a pointed toe, and the front upper covers cut across the top of her foot near her toes. The red sole of her black shoes gave a hint of my baby’s naughtiness.
Her shoes’ red sole complimented her elegant Ruby stud earring in a white gold setting. Her necklace adorned her neck, but the pedant was hidden inside the horizontal neckline of her dress. During the early years of marriage, Jessica would dress almost the same, but our daughter appeared more stylish than Jess when she was younger.
When Liz stood in front of her dresser and faced me, I was in awe and aroused simultaneously. She looked like that gorgeous young socialite girl we see in high-end clubs hanging out with friends having drinks, and having so much fun. What makes my daughter more remarkable is that being that kind of girl seems so easy for her. She’s a home buddy for sure, but her outgoing mode becomes so natural when it’s time to party.
My eyes feasted on her beautifully clothed body, and I could not help myself not to express my great admiration for my eldest child.
“You’re so perfect Liz.”
“Thank you, dad. I’m glad you like how I look tonight.
“More than ‘like,’ anak.”
“You love it? She asked me while she turned around, so I could inspect her figure.
“So much.”
She teased me, “Hmm, ikaw dyan iba ang nasa isip mo.”
“Oh, you know what I’m thinking,” sabi ko kaagad sa kanya.
“Wait ka pag-uwi ko.”
“Oh, this is torture, baby,” I said because I really wanted to throw her in bed.
“Good things cum to those who wait,” Liz teased me again.
“I haven’t released in three days,” I confessed.
My daughter looked at me, bit her lower lip, and pretended to mock me “So, you must be really horny? Poor daddy.”
“I want you right now, anak.”
“Ayaw ko,” ang pa-baby naman niyang sagot.
Kaya sabay inabot ko siya pero, agad siyang umilag at napatili at napatawa ang aking dalaga.
I did not stand up to try to catch her because she might get off balance with her shoes and hurt herself, so I remained in my seat, “Ayaw mo pala, ha.”
“Ayaw ko,” muling pa-baby niyang sagot.
“At kung ayaw mo?”
Tumalikod siya upang ipakita ang kanyang likod. Wala talagang straps na makikita kaya walang bra ang aking anak sa kanyang suot na damit. Maaring merong built-in na bra ang kanyang damit, ngunit sadyang nakakalibog kapag alam kong walang suot na bra ang isang babae. I’m sure sa gabing iyon, madaming lalaki ang mapapaisip at maaring malibugan kung mamasdan nila ang damit ng aking anak at wala siyang suot na bra.
Pagtalikod niya, lumingon naman siya sa akin at nagsabi, “Walang consent.”
“At kung walang consent.”
Tuluyang humarap siya sa akin at pa-inosenteng nagtanong, “I-rerape mo ako?”
From where I sat, I postured and flexed as if I was going to reach for her, but instead of screaming and laughing, she stood still and seemed ready for me to grab her.
I did not want her to lose balance and fall because of her shoes, so I remained seated again and said, “If we’re strangers to each other and I see you like that, I will abduct you.”
“And then?” Liz asked and eagerly listened.
“And then, I’m gonna rape you,” and I inhaled deeply and released a sigh.
Liz took a deep breath and sighed as she appeared to have contemplated what she had heard. It seemed that we were both aroused by what I said.
Some strangers would be staring at her and might think about doing that to her. Accordingly, her driver/bodyguard will take and watch her at the event and after-party.
Jessica and I agreed that whenever Liz attends night events or travels to relatively distant places, Liz shall have her bodyguard. Liz is not allowed to ride the bus anymore. However, she can take the jeepney and tricycle within the city and nearby towns but no more distant travel alone in public transportation.
Roland and Jessica’s Security Agency has been detailing Napoleon “Nap” Ramirez as Liz’s driver and bodyguard. My personal and company driver Aldrin Gomez is not up to the task and has no security training. Aldrin takes Liz on routine trips like to the mall, grocery, church, and sometimes to take and fetch her from school if I am unavailable.
Liz read my thoughts and stepped forward towards me, “probably, there will be more guys at the after-party,” and she said that seductively. After I ejaculated heavy loads in her mouth when she admitted to exposing herself to the man at the mall, Liz knows that showing herself to other men makes me horny.
Moving away from the “rape talk,” I asked, “Are you going to display yourself tonight?”
She raised her hands at the level of her chest and turned her wrists as she lowered her hands until her palms were facing out as if presenting her body, “I’m in the full display right now.”
Since her neckline was at the level of her collar bones, her tiny breasts were safe from clandestine ogling. All perverts and DOMs (dirty older men) could have feasted on were her flawless legs and, occasionally, her smooth upper back.
Still thinking about her confession to me that she unhooked her bra for the man in the mall, I instantly asked, “E kung may mamboso sa’yo?”
“I’m going to pull a Stella,” and malaswang sagot ng aking anak, referring to what Stella did at the cafe.
“Oh, God!” ang may pagka-gigil ko nasabi.
I wore an old torn t-shit and a loose boxer brief.
Looking at my erection, Liz said, “You better hold and wait, sir.”
“Ohwooh!” I exclaimed, trying to control myself.
My baby just laughed and added, “bawal magjakol.”
“You’re teasing me, babe.”
“But I’m not just a tease, daddy.”
Knowing that Liz and I are intimately connected, I appreciate the slow built-up sensuality that heightens our desires for each other. Kaya naman, I submitted to the anticipation, knowing that later that night, solo ko na siya.
So, I changed the topic.
“Babe, wear exactly what you are wearing right now next time we go on a date.”
“You really like my outfit?”
“Everything, from top to bottom.”
“Saan mo naman ako ide-date?”
“Doon sa xxxxxx xxxx.”
“Oh, ang layo edi haggard na ako pagdating natin.”
“Sabagay, baka aswangin na kita bago pa tayo makadating.”
“Ano sa highway?” at natawa muli kami.
“Sa madadaanan nating motel,” biro ko naman ngunit may halong labis na pagnanasa.
“Parang madami ngang motel papunta doon.”
“Kapag hindi ako nakapagpigil, imomotel talaga kita.”
“Ganito ang suot ko tapos sa motel mo lang ako dadalhin,” kantyaw ng aking dalaga.
Sige, pack a bag after your Friday class deretso tayo.”
“Tapos magcheck-in tayo ng Friday night sa high-end hotel sa doon,” super excited niyang sinabi.
“Stay tayo for the whole weekend.”
“Pwedi ba iyon?”
“Pweding ano?” Balik na tanong ko naman.
“Makapag-check in tayong dalawa?”
“You’re above 18, so there should be no problem.”
“Sabagay.”
“They would think that you’re my young wife.”
“We have the same last name naman, so they’ll not suspect.”
“Suspect what?”
“Na ina-asawa mo ang anak mo.”
“Anong inaasawa?”
Liz moved her hips in a humping motion and laughed.
“Ang cute mo,” pa-sarcastic kong sinabi, at dugtong ko pa na, “pakasalan kita diya, eh!”
Liz looked straight into my eyes and said, “I’ll marry you, daddy.”
“I love you,” and I rolled the chair closer to her.
From a jolly mood, she switched to a serious and loving mood in an instant.
“I love you, too, dad,” and Liz wrapped her arms around my neck and rested her chin on my shoulder. She tried not to have her face touch my face and shoulder so as not to ruin her makeup.
We’re keenly aware of the sexual tension as we loosely embraced each other. But after we both took a deep breath, we stood up, and I wrapped my arms around her back but delicately avoided my body touching her cheek.
I love it when we hug, and our bodies are pressed against each other. My daughter is petite, so I could easily hold her in my arms. Once we were naked in the shower, I inserted parts of my fingers under her armpit; my thumbs still touched together in front of her chest, just above her small breasts.
We were standing in front of her dresser, and we loosen our hold. My fingers interlocked behind her waists and her fingers interlocked behind my neck. She felt my erection on her belly; she knew I wanted her at that moment.
She was done preparing and just waiting for Nap to arrive, but Liz wasn’t done teasing me because it seemed that by making me hornier, she became more aroused, too. So, as my erection poked her, she said, “Some guys may ask me to a slow dance at the debut.”
“Diba sa waist lang ang hawak?”
“What if he pulled me closer?” Liz then started talking softer but not close to a whisper.
“And be like this?” Referring to our position.
“Yeah!”
“I’m sure titigasan siya.” At sabay napalunok ako.
Liz felt my strong heartbeat and sensed my excitement.
“Okay, lang sa’yo iyon?”
“I’d say his reaction to a girl like you is normal.”
“Normal to get aroused?”
“Yes, baby.”
“Normal to have an erection?”
“You’re hot, so definitely.”
Liz knew what questions to arouse me, “If he has a hard-on, what would he wants to do?”
“Fuck.”
“Fuck who?”
“You, anak.”
“What else he might do while we slow dance?”
“Try to kiss you.”
“What else?”
“Grab your ass.”
“Could that be all?”
“We’ll there be lots of people.”
“So?” Liz asked me to induce my desire more.
“He’ll probably pull you away from the dance floor?”
“Very likely.”
“And take you to the side.”
“In a darker area?”
“Where guests aren’t looking.”
“If no one is looking?”
“He’ll pull your dress up.”
“Then what?”
“Reach for your thighs?”
“What part?”
“Below your butt.”
“My butt?”
“He’ll grab that, too.”
At that point, my eyes are closed, imagining what we’re saying. I could not tell if her eyes were closed, but I could feel her breathing become long and heavy.
“And it ends there?” Liz asked, but her question was to evoke me further.
“He’ll try to kiss you.”
“But I’m thinking of you, dad.” She pretended to veer from my imagination, but she knew I would go on.
“Reluctantly,” I said with a tone of insistency in my voice.
“Reluctantly what?”
“Your kiss.”
“My kiss?”
“You kiss him reluctantly.”
Though her face or forehead wasn’t touching my mouth and chin, I felt her warm breath on my neck and heard her almost inaudible, “hmmm.” If she imagined that, too, I wondered if there were a specific person she would have had in mind.
“His lips are the only one busy?”
“His hands move.”
“Where?”
“Inner thigh.”
“He dares touch me there?”
“And move up.”
“While he kisses me?”
“While the two of you kiss.”
“His hand moves where?”
“To your panty.”
“Hmmm,” Liz moaned and pressed my erection more on her tummy.
“He rubs your panty.”
My baby said, “While I kiss him,” but no longer as a question.
“And your panty is soaked.”
“Hmm, I’m wet.”
“Yes, baby. You’re wet.
“I’m wet.”
“So wet.”
“Dad, I’m wet now,” then I realized what she was trying to tell me.
I turned her and guided her until her butt leaned on her dresser. I noticed her hands shook a little, and her shoulders quivered slightly as well.
She’s drunk in lust but jittery.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I feel great.” My baby said softly. She took a deep breath and gave me small nods.
“Sorry, baby, I can’t wait until you return later.”
Again, she just nodded her head. I knelt and ran my hands on her legs, then up to the side of her thighs. My fingers navigated the inside of her dress until they found the sides of the waistband of her panty.
I anticipated pulling a black bikini panty or a black thong, but I felt the side parts of her underwear have more fabric, thus broader than that of a thong or bikini. When I lowered her panty and revealed it around her knees, my heart was thrilled with her white cotton panty—the same color as Stella’s at the cafe.
However, I wondered whether Stella’s knicker was as charming as the one Liz wore that night. It felt soft on my fingers and has light pink braid trim lining the waist and leg openings. It’s a classic cut which is my favorite of all her panties.
When her panty reached her ankle, the fabric was pulled and stretched a little, and I saw the crotch part of her panty glistened with her syrupy juice.
The talk about some guy touching and kissing her was something she knew I fantasized about. But seeing her wet made me realize that such fantasy also arouses her.
Liz alternately and carefully lifted her feet so I could remove her delicate garment. First, I stared at the creamy crotch before placing it on my tongue’s dorsal surface. And then, Liz tenderly caressed my hair as I closed my mouth and sucked her secretions off the fabrics.
I pulled the back of her dress so she would not sit on it and prompted her to sit on top of her dresser. After parts of her bum were safely situated at the edge of the dresser, I carefully peeled and folded the front of her dress.
Liz extended her arms and placed her palms on her side. I pulled her necklace with my fingers until the silver “daddy” pendant slipped out from her dress. Then, I held her thighs, keeping them spread as I knelt and licked her most intimate part.
I tasted my baby’s unwashed and musky pussy before, but I love tasting her washed cunt. I savored the delicious newly-bath aroma of her skin before I dove into the main course.
She’s so fucking delicious.
My baby wasn’t moaning, but she exhaled long and heavy, and each time she looked at me, I could feel the air from her mouth on my face and hair.
I sealed my lips around her vagina, stuck my tongue between her inner folds, and rapidly licked her.
“Oh God!” “Oh God!” “Oh God!” “Oohh,” “Oohh,” “Oohh,” “Oohh….”
Liz—feet in the air and using her hands to balance—fixed her butt firmly on the dresser and she’s cautious, not detached from my intrusive tongue.
I felt my tongue getting tired, but I didn’t want her to slide back from climbing her peak. My lips narrowed onto her clit to maintain her steady climb, and I sucked and lightly licked it.
“Oh fuck, dad!” “Oh, fuck!” “Oh, fuck!” “Ohh,” “Ohh, “Ohh, “Ohh….”
Her cries and moans felt like cheers from rowdy spectators, and I felt that I was the champion they were rooting to conquer. Thus, I continued until Liz unabashedly cum and squirted like a leaking faucet on my face.
Her copious gush was coupled with a long and trembling, “aahhaahhaahaa,” “aahhaahhaahaa…” Liz’s thighs felt heavy on my hands, for she gave in as orgasmic ecstasy consumed her.
I stood up and removed my shirt and underwear. My erection sprung from the garter of my boxer, with precum oozing from my dick. Liz struggled to scoot forward, settled her butt near the dresser’s edge, and readied for me.
Though I did not want to ruin her makeup or wrinkle her dress, I found it so erotic not to kiss and hug her. Her gorgeous face and elegant outfit made her look like an unreachable celebrity model whom many could only dream of having.
But there she was, my dream girl with her legs spread in my arms.
“Uhhmmm,” her first soft cry upon my first thrust. Slowly pulling and pushing my hips, squeezing my ass for an added push on every full contact. A sultry “Ahh” from her mouth each time our skin collided.
I leaned closer to her and whispered, “How does it feel on your little pussy Elizabeth?”
“Uhhmm, soooo good!” My daughter moaned into my face.
“Do you want daddy to stop?”
“No!” my baby begged. “Keep going, Daddy. It feels really good!” She said quietly in between her deep breaths.
I leaned back, and we both looked where our sexes joined. She once told me that it was hot to see my penis pumped in and out of her twat. And I, too, am mesmerized to see my dick slide in and out of her engorgedlips.
Aroused and horny, her juice profusely oozed from her, and some smeared around her gaping sex lips. Froth of her juice covered my rigid meat stick, and more of her semi-condensed sap trickled down her ass, then her cream dripped down the dresser.
God! I was very thrilled and worried at the same time about my daughter’sseemingly insatiable sexual appetite. She was around the age when I was having sex with Jessica and Rebecca. But Jessica was even younger when we first had sex. And like Liz, Rebecca was in college when I popped her cherry.
But between her mommy Jessica and mommy Rebecca, of course, Liz is related by blood to Jess. And though my heart felt such excitement, I also felt a faint tinge of worry for the first time that night because from whom would Liz inherit having a very active sexual desire? Of course, from her real mom, Jessica.
Nonetheless, our connection is also spiritual, but not in the context of faith; in addition to love and lust, our soul and mind intersect.
That night, she has fully seen me. Her arms still extended, and her palms pressed firmly on her sides. We looked at each other while fucking her slowly and passionately. And through my eyes, my daughter had witnessed all my desires.
“He rubs my panty, daddy?” Liz continued what we were saying.
“And slides his finger inside you.”
“Hmm, I bet that will so feel good.”
“Gusto mong ma-finger while in that dress?”
“It’s degrading but hot.”
“What if he wants more than finger-fuckingyou? With an emphasis on ‘fucking.’
Liz didn’t answer but teased me more, “there will be more guys at the after-party.”
“Who else will be there?”
“Could be anyone.”
“Strangers?”
“Yeah, and some varsities, too.”
“Someone you like?”
My baby said nothing; she bit her lips and closed her eyes. Her body was clothed, so I scanned her thighs, legs, and feet. I never had sex with Jess, Becca, or anyone while wearing a sti…