Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32
I was tired from the road trip, and drifted off to sleep pretty quickly. I awoke the following morning to the aroma of food cooking, and it smelled pretty good. I rolled out of bed and headed downstairs, to discover Katie busy at the stove, frying eggs and seasoned potatoes. She was wearing my apron, but nothing else. She noticed me and smiled.
“Good morning, Daddy!” she exclaimed. “I’m making breakfast for you. I was just about to come and get you up.”
I glanced at my watch, and saw it was only 7:00 o’clock. I would have much rather gotten a few more minutes of comfy-cozy bedtime, but she was making a nice gesture, and it was our first real time together in her new house.
“Good morning, Pumpkin.” I replied.
“I hope you don’t mind,” she continued, “but I went through the cabinets to see what I could make, and got some more spuds from the cellar too.”
“No, that’s fine.” I said with a nod. “It smells good, but I don’t typically eat breakfast. I should have told you that, but I wasn’t expecting you to make me anything. I’m sorry, Katie.”
A look of disappointment crossed my daughter’s face.
“You mean… you don’t want anything?” she inquired. “I made this especially for you, Daddy.”
“Thank you, Sweetheart.” I responded. “I will have something to eat. I just said I usually don’t eat breakfast. I won’t be able to eat much though, so why don’t we share it?”
“Oh that sounds great, Daddy!” she exclaimed, clapping her hands together and nodding happily at the suggestion.
She returned to flipping the eggs and potatoes in the frying pan, as I got a couple of plates from an overhead cabinet. She slipped a generous portion of fried potatoes and an egg onto my plate, and put the rest on hers. She removed the apron, much to my delight, and we sat down at the small table on one end of the kitchen as she smiled broadly at me while I began eating.
“How is it Daddy?” she inquired eagerly.
“It’s very good, Pumpkin.” I answered truthfully. “Eggs are eggs I suppose, but these fried potatoes are really good. What did you put on them?”
“Some lemon seasoning, poultry seasoning, and some basil.” she explained. “I found some coconut oil in the cupboard and used that. I couldn’t find any bacon to make grease to fry everything in.”
“I don’t eat it.” I explained. “This is delicious though, thank you.”
Katie beamed.
“Only the best for my daddy!” she gushed. “I’m so happy to get to live with you. I know what kind of a person my mother is, and the people she brought around the house, but I was stuck there, you know? I didn’t have any other place to go, except someplace just like it or even worse.
“I found that if I was ‘nice’ to her boyfriends, they’d treat me better. Sometimes they’d even give me money, but I know it was all because they thought I was stupid and could take advantage of me. It worked though, so I went along with it. Mom’s an idiot, so I guess they thought I was too. They were nice enough, but only because they thought I was a slut. You’re different though. I haven’t been around someone like you before. You don’t do nice things just to get sex in return.”
“But you’re not.” I guessed, as I finished the food on my plate.
“What, stupid or a slut?” she queried.
“Either.” I said with a shrug. “Take your pick.”
“I did sleep with a lot of them,” she admitted, “so I guess I am a bit of a slut, but I’m not stupid. Henning is a small town, and there aren’t a lot of people I could hang out with. I just don’t know how to act around people, and I guess I don’t have a lot of common sense. Mom took me out of school in the 8th grade, so that’s why everyone thinks I’m dumb. I’ve spent countless hours online though; watching videos and learning all kinds of things they wouldn’t have taught in school anyways, but there’s a lot of simple stuff I don’t know, like what podunk meant.”
“You’re just slow.” I explained. “Maybe even a bit childish, but there’s a difference. You did learn things early on, so I think you can catch up. I’ll work with you.”
“Thanks, Daddy.” she said with a smile. “I’d like to learn how you grow your own food and stuff. I’m a good cook – at least I’d like to think I am – but I’d love to be able to pull something out of the ground that I cared for, and fix it for dinner, you know?”
“Oh yes.” I replied. “I like having a garden. I’ll teach you. I have a gardening channel online. Would you like to be part of it?”
Katie’s eyes widened.
“Really? You mean it?” she asked excitedly. “I’d love to, Daddy! I don’t know how to use a camera though. Or how to act in front of a camera.”
“I’ll teach you.” I promised. “Using the camera is pretty easy; there’s s a few rules to follow, like not jerking it around and stuff, but it’s pretty easy. As for being on camera, just be yourself. Don’t try Bakırköy Escort and act or anything. Just be natural. As you get more comfortable being in front of a camera, you can start using different facial expressions. We’ll do some test runs and I’ll let you know if you’re hamming it up or anything.
“Just remember, don’t say, um or uh. If you need to gather your thoughts, just pause for a moment. It will do two things. First, it will let you regain your composure, and second, it will let what you just said sink in. That’s why preachers are so effective in delivering their sermons.
“Next, don’t ask a statement. Don’t say something like, ‘So I decided to go for a walk? And I saw the most amazing thing? A hoop snake in the path in front of me? And it rolled up and came at me?’ You get the picture? Never raise your pitch at the end of a sentence unless you are actually asking a question. It’s really annoying. Just state things, okay?”
“Okay.” Katie responded.
“Finally, don’t say ‘right’ in place of ‘okay,’ and don’t respond to a question with ‘yeah’ or ‘sure,’ before you give your response or explanation.”
“How’d you learn all of this, Daddy?” she inquired, as she stood up and took the plates over to the sink.
Just then, she happened to look out the window.
“Hey Daddy, there’s a fox outside!” she called out, completely forgetting about her curiosity regarding my knowledge of public speaking.
“That’s Ralph.” I replied casually. “He probably wants some food. The cats must have eaten it all while I was away. I’ll go look.”
“Aren’t you going to put some pants on first?” she asked.
“No.” I responded. “There’s no one around. My closest neighbor is half a mile away from here, and off to the left across the valley, is all state park. It’s like, ten thousand acres or something. We’re in the middle of bum-fuck Egypt out here. C’mon, I’ll introduce you to Ralph and the cats.”
“They all get along?” Katie asked. “No fighting?”
“Most cats get along quite well with possums and foxes.” I replied. “Ralph thinks he’s a big cat with a bushy tail, and the cats think he’s just an odd-looking cat with a bushy tail.”
I scooped a large can of dry cat food from a bag by the back door and headed onto the deck, with Katie in tow. The fox and three cats darted over, hungry and looking for something to eat. The cats were all meowing loudly, and Ralph was making a chittering sound that was just as intent. I dumped the food into a large glass bowl, and they all moved in, sharing it all, as they scarfed it down.
“Look over here.” I said, motioning around the corner. “Look at this view, Katie.”
Katie followed me, and sucked her breath in at the panorama. The homestead was situated on a large set of tall hills that overlooked a river valley, and a small chain of mountains stretched thirty miles or so into the distance.
“Oh Daddy!” she burst out. “This place is beautiful! I didn’t see this last night. I can’t believe I will be living in such a place as this.”
“It’s all yours now, just as much as it is, mine.” I replied. “You’re my daughter, Katie, and this is all going to be passed to you one day. A month ago, I had no idea what I was going to do with this, after I pass, but now, it’s all yours. So, would you like a tour?”
“Oh yes, Daddy!” she exclaimed, clasping her hands together.
Suddenly, her demeanor changed and she looked concerned.
“But I’m not wearing any clothes, Daddy,” she said with a frown, “and you’re still in your underwear.”
I laughed heartily at her observation.
“Nobody is going to see us.” I assured her. “Anyway, I just want to show you the yard and garden for now. After we take a shower and get dressed, I’ll take you all around the property, okay?”
My daughter nodded her head in agreement and smiled.
“Okay Daddy!” she concurred. “Lead the way!”
I led her around the house to the front porch, where we stepped into the cool, wet grass in our bare feet.
“C’mon, Princess.” I urged. “I’ll show you the garden first!”
I took her hand in mine, and led her up a slight hill; where we passed through a small grove of Virginia pines, and suddenly emerged into an open area a few acres in size at the very top of my property. It was a curving meadow; perhaps four acres in size, and in the center was a rather modest garden. It wasn’t much, as I didn’t need to grow that much food for myself, but I did swap with some of my neighbors for other things they raised as well, like eggs, chickens and pork or beef.
Since I had such a large area to expand into, I had set up some contracts for the following year, with a few farm-to-fork restaurants in a city that was situated about thirty five miles away, and I was looking forward to expanding the Başakşehir Escort business. With Katie now on board, we could do this together, and document it all on my video channel as well, for some extra income.
As we emerged from the pines and into the crescent-shaped meadow, Katie looked around in amazement. She ventured into the open meadow and stopped for a few moments, taking everything in before finally speaking.
“Why didn’t you build the house up here, Daddy?” she inquired. “There’s so much more room for a yard and stuff!”
“I designed the house to be built into the side of the ridge.” I explained. “But then, I kept interacting with something that seemed to be patrolling the ridge, and yes, I was going to build up here instead, but there were problems.”
“Like what?”
“The granite is only a foot or so below grade in the middle.” I explained. “That’s fine for a garden, but for a house; I would have had to either blast the cellar out or build it at ground level and then build this entire hill up another eight feet or so. I was really going to go that route, until one day, I was mowing this meadow and took a break. All of a sudden, I saw something walking through the pine trees about fifteen to twenty feet off the ground.
“The closer it got, the lower it got, like it was walking down a set of invisible stairs. Then, it got ice cold; just like all the other times, and I’d had enough of this thing interfering with my equipment and otherwise trying to make my life up here miserable! It doesn’t just chill the air like you see in the movies. It literally drains the energy from everything around it on a molecular level. You could be wearing an arctic parka and STILL be cold. I told it that I understood that it thought it owned this place, but that I’d paid a lot of money for it and thought I owned it too! I said we had to work this out and share the land.
“Then, an idea hit me, and I thought that maybe it thought it was the custodian of this property and that I was a trespasser or something, so I said that if it was ready to cross over, that I would take care of this land. It moved down through the trees onto the ridge, and I never interacted with it again. That’s when I decided to build the house where I originally wanted to. I figured it had passed over to the other side.”
Katie blinked, and stared intently at me for almost thirty seconds before replying.
“I believe you.” she finally stated. “There was an old barn that we used to sneak into when I was little. It was supposed to be haunted, and one time I felt like I was attacked. You’re right; it wasn’t like any real cold I’d ever felt. It was prickly, like ice cold needles, and it felt like it was pulling the lifeblood from my body. I ran away and never went back. I think I felt what you did.”
I nodded, and placed my hand on her shoulder.
“If you ever feel that here, you tell me immediately!” I asserted. “I want to know if it comes back, okay?”
“Yes, Sir.” Katie responded. “I’ll tell you.”
Suddenly, she brightened and looked around.
“No one can see us here?” she inquired excitedly.
“No.” I replied. “Why?”
Without a reply, Katie dashed out into the meadow and began running around without any clothes on. It was abundantly obvious, that she was thoroughly enjoying the sensation of being clothes-free in the great outdoors.
I watched with some amusement, as she cavorted about and leaped into the air. After several minutes of this behavior, she returned; grinning broadly. She placed her hand between her legs and began masturbating openly in front of me. Jesus, this girl was going to be a handful! I could feel my dick beginning to stiffen at the sight of my nude daughter playing with herself in front of me in such a carefree manner.
I pulled my underwear down and stepped out of them, kicking them to one side as I began jerking off in front of her. Katie smiled and approached me, reaching out with her other hand to take over.
“Poor Daddy.” she lamented, as I reached out and felt her up.
Her tits weren’t huge, but they were very firm, and I squeezed them vigorously, feeling their springiness in my hands, as I continued to fondle my daughter’s tits.
“Here Daddy,” she offered, as she dropped to her knees in front of me like an obedient whore, “let your little princess help you with that.”
Her mouth engulfed my cock, and she sucked it like an expert, which I guess she was by now. Her mother was one hell of a cock sucker, and she must have taught my little darling everything she knew. I could feel her tongue wrapping around the underside of my penis, and flicking across my frenulum, as her pouty lips slid up and down the shaft like a warm, wet vacuum.
“Oh shit, that feels so nice, Pumpkin!” Bebek Escort I sighed. “Daddy’s going to cum, Princess.”
I exhaled loudly, as I ejaculated inside of my daughter’s magic mouth. She took every spurt like a pro; swallowing every last drop, and stood back up as she masturbated furiously. She continued rubbing her clit as she wandered around aimlessly; moaning in ecstasy. Suddenly, she shook violently and her legs buckled. She fell to her knees and grunted loudly, as she had an explosive orgasm herself. She convulsed several more times as she had a second, third and finally a fourth orgasm as she came shamelessly in front of me.
My daughter slowly got to her feet and tottered over to me. I took her in my arms and we kissed for a few moments before parting and smiling at one another.
“Thank you, Katie.” I said quietly. “That was a wonderful blowjob you gave me.”
“You’re welcome.” she replied. “I came so hard too! I haven’t cum walking around outside before. It was awesome!”
“You can do it here, any time you want to.” I said with a smile. “I don’t mind. In fact, I kind of like it.”
“I love this too, Daddy!” she burst out. “I don’t have to wear any clothes if I don’t want to? Even outside?”
I shook my head in reply.
“If you don’t want to wear clothes, Pumpkin,” I explained, “you don’t have to. Unless I have someone over or something. I don’t want people thinking anything weird about you, okay?”
Katie nodded assertively.
“Yes Daddy!” she agreed. “Show me the rest of the land, would you?”
“We really need shoes,” I responded, “but once we get showered and all, I would love to show you around. I would recommend we wear clothes though.”
“Why?” she inquired.
“You saw the fox.” I explained. “There are a lot of wild animals here. I’ve never felt in danger, but there are also bobcats, skunks, raccoons, and every now and then a black bear will wander in. No wild boar though, thank God. I never leave this area unless I’m armed though, just in case. You also never know when you might encounter a trespasser. It would be a bit embarrassing to encounter someone devoid of clothes, even if it is my own land. We can take our clothes off once we get there though, if you’d like. There’s a nice sandy flood plain along part of the creek; it’s almost like a private beach.”
My daughter mulled this over for a few moments, and then nodded in agreement.
“Okay Daddy!” she said with a smile. “Sounds good to me!”
We returned to the house, showered separately this time, and then dressed. I put my holster on my belt and then slid my Anaconda into place. Katie stared at the hog leg on my side and blinked.
“Jesus Christ, that’s a big, fucking gun!” she burst out.
“I told you, there’s black bear nearby, and always the threat that wild hogs might move into the area.” I explained. “The last thing I want, is to run into something or someone who might be dangerous, and have no way to defend myself.”
“Will you teach me to shoot?” she inquired.
“Sure, if you’d like.” I replied, as we headed out the door. “I’ll start you with a.22 rifle though. It’s still fairly cheap to shoot, and no recoil. Then, we can work up to bigger calibers and the pistols. We live in the woods, and there are a lot of guns in this house. I want you proficient with them in the event you need to use one.”
“Okay.” she said with a smile. “I’ve shot a.410 and a 12 gauge before, but that’s it. I have a lot to learn.”
“You do,” I agreed, “but wanting to learn is the first step. C’mon, let’s head down to the Beaver Meadow.”
She followed me over to an open storage shed where I kept the ATV, and I fired it up.
“Get on behind me.” I said, waving my hand over my shoulder. “We’ll ride down. Getting there on foot is easy, but coming back up these steep hills is a hell of a trek.”
“What’s that muddy hole, Daddy?” she inquired, as we came around the upper side of the house.
“That’s where I’m building the garage.” I explained, as we passed it and headed over the top of the ridge. “It will connect to the back hall with a breezeway. I figured this time of year would be nice and dry to dig out for the footings and pad, but we got a solid week of rain that just stopped a few days ago. Now it’s a soupy mess.”
“I bet it’d be fun to play in.” Katie observed. “Look at how slick and runny that mud is. I’d love to roll around in it and masturbate, Daddy. Wouldn’t you?”
“Let’s find out this afternoon.” I suggested, dodging the question but leaving the event open to occur.
Katie squealed with delight at my offer, and nodded vigorously.
“I can’t wait!” she exclaimed happily, clapping her hands together excitedly once again. “Oh Daddy, I love you so much!”
“I love you too, Princess.” I replied. “I’ll give you the tour of the place, and we’ll have that to look forward to when we get back, okay?”
“Oh yes!” she gushed. “And I want to ride you in it too!”
Well, that was certainly a surprise, but I was definitely open to having it happen. She was pretty cute, and I was certainly attracted to her. This was shaping up to be one hell of an interesting day, to be sure.
Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32
İlk yorum yapan siz olun