Message-ID: <57075asstr$1198732203@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: s48g2000hss.googlegroups.com!not-for-mail From: "DaddyOh!" <daddyoh@bluebottle.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <95831def-1c52-46a8-9366-8bb1309a3487@s48g2000hss.googlegroups.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit NNTP-Posting-Date: Wed, 26 Dec 2007 22:21:15 +0000 (UTC) Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com Injection-Info: s48g2000hss.googlegroups.com; posting-host=24.15.234.228; posting-account=DFzSVgoAAADj-xowqxHl4S0vOZMg2l07 User-Agent: G2/1.0 X-HTTP-UserAgent: Mozilla/5.0 (Windows; U; Windows NT 6.0; en-US; rv:1.8.1.11) Gecko/20071127 Firefox/2.0.0.11,gzip(gfe),gzip(gfe) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Wed, 26 Dec 2007 14:21:15 -0800 (PST) Subject: {ASSM} Story: Daddy's Diary pt 1 by DaddyOh (12/07) (Mf, voy, mast) Lines: 151 Date: Thu, 27 Dec 2007 00:10:03 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2007/57075> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman Summary: A father gets his daughter a small camcorder for Christmas. When he checks the camera out the next morning, he's surprised by how she and her friend tested out the new device. Note 1: The following is completely fictional and intended for adults only. If you are offended by such material, please do not read this. Note 2: I took a little break to do some soul-searching, but I really missed doing this, so I'm going to try my hand at it again. I changed my email address and locked myself out of the previous one, so if anyone has emailed me there, I haven't seen it! Feel free to email comments to my new address at the bottom of this story. ********************************* Story: Daddy's Diary pt 1 by DaddyOh (12/07) (Mf, voy, mast) I had no idea when I bought that gift for my daughter Dylan, that I would end up in such a weird position within one day. The gift was a small digital camcorder. She's taken so many pictures of herself and her friends in the last couple of years, I figured they would have just as much fun with this, so I got it for her for Christmas. Dylan was very excited when she opened the package and saw what was inside. The whole family oohed and ahhed appropriately, indicating the purchase was a hit. Later in the day, Dylan's friend Amber came over. The two went off to Dylan's room almost immediately. I always loved it when Amber came over to see Dylan. She's absolutely the sexiest thing I've seen in years. She's a petite little blond, five foot three or four at the most. She can't weigh much more than a hundred pounds, but she carries a lot of that in her chest. She has amazing boobs. And if that's not tantalizing enough, she shows them off all the time. None of Dylan's friends dress the way Amber does. She's always wearing some skimpy halter or tight t-shirt. It's hard as hell not to stare when she's around, not to mention how difficult it is not to run off to the bathroom for a few minutes alone with my thoughts. Dylan and Amber spent a couple of hours in Dylan's room before Amber went home. We were all tired from all the events of Christmas day, so everyone went to bed shortly after that. This morning I woke up early as I often do. The rest of the family usually sleeps in, especially on weekends or other days when no one has to go to work, like today. When I'm the first one up, I enjoy the quiet time. I went downstairs to make coffee this morning and I noticed that Dylan had left her new camcorder on the dining room table. I figured she and Amber had been in her room trying it out the night before. I was so curious about how the thing worked that I picked it up and took it into my office. It plugged directly into my computer and within a minute, a screen popped-up and the video began playing. "Pretty amazing little toy," I thought to myself. The first minute or two was pretty much what I expected the whole thing to be like. The two girls passed the camera back and forth, mostly giggling, talking about Christmas and so on. I was about to turn it off and take it back downstairs when I saw that Dylan had taken back the camera and Amber started to fake a striptease. I had seen a bunch of the pictures Dylan had been taking and oftentimes both she and Amber would pose for shots that I thought were a little too suggestive for girls their age. Of course, I kept my mouth shut because I had no complaints about getting to see shots of Amber's cleavage and her giving very inviting looks to the camera. So, I decided to watch the video for another minute to see if I might get lucky and see a little of her bra or something. Amber danced around in a way that I couldn't deny was very suggestive. She took off her jacket and threw it on the bed. I figured she would just dance around a little longer then quit. But Dylan was egging her on, saying things like, "Go girl!" and "Work it, Honey!" Amber seemed to like the idea, because she began to unbutton her blouse. "Oh shit," I whispered to myself. Amber moved closer to the camera so Dylan could get a good shot of her undoing buttons one at a time. I absolutely could not believe what I was seeing. Dylan started mocking stripper music as Amber's shirt opened more and more and she continued to sway back and forth. She was wearing the lacy white bra I had seen under her low-cut shirts many times before. But this time, the blouse opened all the way and I could see the whole picture. I had drooled over Amber's boobs many times, but this was the first time I had seen her them covered only by her bra. She laughed as she let the shirt fall from her shoulders. She looked so sexy! She has that incredible smile and big blue eyes. She looks slightly slutty, but she's very pretty. At this point I could not deny the fact that I was getting erect. I paused the video for a second and listened, making sure no one was stirring. All seemed safe, so I started the show again. Immediately after I clicked the start button, I leaned back and almost involuntarily, my hand slid into my boxers and grasped my growing cock. "Holy shit," I whispered to myself. "I can't really be seeing this." But, I was. Amber had now turned her back to the camera and was continuing her dance, with Dylan continuing to cheer her on. She looked so beautiful even from behind. Her jeans were hung low on her hips and they accentuated her tiny waist. She has a tremendous ass and she now pushed that toward the camera. I was now sliding my hand up and down my dick, enjoying what I was seeing and feeling beyond belief. It didn't dawn on me until later that perhaps I should feel guilty about stroking myself while watching a video of my teenage daughter's best friend, not to mention that that it was a video my daughter herself took! The moment I didn't think could possibly come then arrived. Amber reached her hand up to the clasp on her bra and began to unhook it. I just stared and squeezed my cock firmly, waiting to see if she would really go through with it. Two seconds later, she undid the last hook and the back of the bra opened. Amber giggled and turned back to the camera, holding the bra over her big tits. "Should I do it?" she said to Dylan with a smile. "Hell yea!" was Dylan's reply. Amber turned her back to the camera again and continued to move. She let the bra fall, then put her crossed her arms across her chest as she turned back. I was about to see something I never thought I would, although I had thought of it many times. Amber continued gyrating as she slowly moved her arms apart. I stroked my cock faster in anticipation of what was coming. Finally she stopped with one hand on each tit. She pushed them together and I saw her cleavage look like it never had before. Then, with a big smile and a laugh, she took her hands away and revealed two incredible, huge, perfect boobs. They were better than I had ever imagined. They were large and firm, with amazing pink nipples which appeared to be slightly stiff. "Yea, whoo- hoo!" Dylan said as Amber continued her dance. She put her hands back to her breasts and began stroking them. My cock was rock hard and getting ready to pop as she squeezed her nipples together and moved toward the camera. She moved away, still squeezing, and blew kisses. Then she moved forward again and her big tits filled the screen. At that moment, I erupted in my shorts and I felt warm cum all over my hand and my dick. I kept stroking slowly and squeezing as the last drops of my load oozed out and Amber picked up her bra and shirt. This part of the show was over. As Amber reached for her shirt, I reached for tissue from my desk. I was still trying to wrap my mind around what I had just seen, and done. I immediately felt guilt coming, but it was countered with the realization of how long I had wanted to see Amber's boobs, how they had exceeded my expectations, and how great it felt to cum while I was looking at them. As I cleaned myself up and continued to think about what I had just experienced, I refocused on the video. Amber had replaced her bra and was putting on her shirt. She then reached for the camera and said with a giggle, "Ok Dylan, now it's your turn." "Ooooohhhhh, shit!" whispered out of my mouth very slowly. The End Feel free to send feedback to daddyoh@bluebottle.com. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com>| | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+