As I lay in the garden with my shorts on, soaking up the sun next to our pool, my stepdaughter Charlotte walks over to me.

Now she is just like her mum, small at four foot nine. Tiny little waist that both of my large hands easily fit around, nicely developed small but perky breasts, Auburn hair, a beautiful smile, and just turned sixteen.

She has a pair of cut-down jeans on as shorts that ride up her perky arse and fit nicely and tightly to her cunt, where you can see her little mound pushing them out.

I love looking at my daughter; she is so sweet and sexy, and I’m sure she notices me staring at her. 

The bulge of my nine-inch cock in my shorts shows. I never wear underwear, as I like to hang free. 

I’m sure she likes to look as much as my wife.

“Daddy, daddy,” she says as she is standing there staring at me. “My pool party tomorrow. I’d like a bikini, a new one, I’ve seen it in the shops and mummy said you’d love to take me to try it on and buy it, so I look nice for my birthday.”

I look at her cute face, standing there, with her cocked hips and her hands on either side, staring at me whilst smiling and licking her lips. I agree to take her, and tell her I just need to put on a shirt and change my shorts.

“But daddy, you look just fine in those shorts. They suit you and make you look good.”

I smile at her whilst walking into the house, following her whilst admiring her sexy little arse sitting in those tight little shorts. Now I’m having all sorts of thoughts on how she needs a good fucking for teasing me like that.

We get in the car. She slides up next to me and teases me whilst brushing my thigh with her tiny hands.

“Daddy, my hands look so small on you; you are so big and strong, and I’m so small and weak. I’m glad you have never spanked me with those big hands, as it would hurt.”

She looks at me whilst saying the words ‘spanked’ and ‘hurt’ whilst looking in my eyes with a smirk on her face as if goading me into doing something to her.

We get to the store; I tell her I will wait on the sofa by the changing room whilst she looks around and chooses what she likes.

There is only one other girl in here, about the same age as her, and a lady on the till at the front.

My daughter appeareds about fifteen minutes later with a load of garments and tells me she just needs to try them on.

She first comes out with this white crochet half dress that comes just below her bum; totally see-through, and nothing on underneath. She does look fucking hot.

I ask her, "What is something like that for?"

She explains, "It’s what you may wear over the top of a bikini."

She wonders if it looks nice on her; of course, it does. My eyes are almost popping out, and I have to hide my boner.

I tell her, "You look lovely."

She next tries on a few bikinis, coming out and showing me each one, most covering her arse, pussy, and tits. Some were a little smaller, until the last one. 

It's white and strapless with tiny triangles of material covering her nipples and pussy. Still, only just, the string is buried in her arse as she twirls for me. It gives me a fantastic shot of her smooth, tight body, skin that glows, and an innocent, youthful look.

She sees me adjusting my shorts; my hard cock unable to hide. She looks me up and down.              

She comes out with my favorite one. It's a purple thong and a purple top that is see-thru.

I don’t get a chance to say anything. She goes straight back in and comes out five minutes later with her tiny denim shorts on, and her little crop top. 

I cam see she hadls left her bra off as her nipples are hard and poking out of her tight top; her nipples are like little cigarette butts, but her small thirty A boobs are firm and high. 

She knows how to use that body to get her way.

We pay at the till for that bikini, the skirt, and two others, as well as some new G-strings that are two years older than hers.

She says, "These fit me more snugly."

I can only imagine what they look like with a couple of sexy white sheer bras. £150 later, and we are out of the shop and back in the car.

She asks me, "Did you like my little fashion show?"

 I can’t lie, and she knows she has caught me off guard. I say, "Yes, I'm not lying. She looks very lovely in what she tried on.

She says, “Nice or cute, daddy? Or did I look sexy? Come on, daddy, you can tell me it’s just us.” 

As her hand rubs up and down my thigh again, ever so close to my semi-erect cock, close that the back of her hand brushes the head of my cock.

I tell her, "You looked cute, ok ok you looked very sexy, but the boys might get the wrong idea."

She says, "It’s not for the boys, Daddy," whilst looking directly at me again, and smiling.

I was now finding it so hard not to want to pull over and fuck my stepdaughter on the front seat of the car.

She must have known what was on my mind. I hear her mutter, “Do it, daddy.”

Once home, I go upstairs to change into some swim shorts; at least they had some insides that would hold my erection a little.

On my way down, I hear my daughter in her bedroom with some music on; she's singing to herself.

I approach her bedroom, and her door is slightly open. She's naked in front of her full-length mirror, her body so tight and smooth, her tiny little pussy on show, hairless, legs slightly open, her breasts as perky as always, with her tiny butt sticking out proudly as she runs her hands over her body, fingers running through her pussy lips.

I can see some wetness and she moans as one hand climbs to her breasts and pulls her nipples hard. She has her eyes closed. Whilst she pulls her nipples, she lets out a slight squeal. “Yes daddy, pull them harder and finger my cunt. Your little girl needs to feel your fingers inside her and your tongue and mouth on my tits and nipples.”

I’m standing watching, not realizing I have pushed my shorts down slightly to release my cock, which is now at full mast, standing fully erect and proud at nine inches, leaking pre-cum like a fountain or a teenage boy.

My hand is slowly gliding up and down my shaft as my eyes ravish her body and take in the beauty of my fresh little sixteen-year-old stepdaughter.

As I’m stroking all I can hear are her soft moans and calling for her daddy to play with her nipples, slide my fat fingers into her soaking, tight little cunt, and please your stepdaughter.

My cum is lubricating my cock and making my hand easily glide up and down my shaft and over my big, fat, purple, circumcised head.

I close my eyes as I am so close.

All I hear is my daughter, “Cum for me, daddy, cover me in your cum.” Startled, I open my eyes. She is on her knees with her mouth open. With this sight in front of me, I cum like a torrent. The first spurt shoots out past her face, over her head, and hits the mirror on the other side of her bedroom, eight feet away.

“Holy fuck,” she says as the subsequent load fires into her face and coats her eyes and nose. The next shoots straight into her mouth. 

She closes her mouth and savors the thick white cream and salty taste; her first ever taste.

I find out after. The next six or seven spurts hit her all over her face, neck, tits, and in her hair.

After I have finished, she looks up. My hands have moved away from my cock, my head tilts back, and I close my eyes. 

I next feel her tiny hand wrap around the base of my cock, and I’m still rock hard.

"A good girl will always clean up her mess."

She starts to lick up all the cum from my cock, licking my balls, up and down my shaft, and around the head, even trying to suck it into her mouth. 

I'm about to witness this part, her mouth fully stretching to accommodate the whole circumference of my thick purple head.

She sucks me into her mouth and pumps down on my cock. 

She can hardly get much in when I hear her gag. 

My hand instinctively holds the back of her head and forces in a little more as I ejaculate another five long, hot streams of cum into her throat.

She tries to swallow as much as possible, but it’s just dripping out the corners of her mouth.

She pulls away to breathe and licks her lips as she fingers the cum into her mouth.

We then hear my wife shouting up the stairs and asking if we are ok, as dinner is almost ready. 

I tell her, "Take a shower," and I pull up my shorts and head downstairs.

Tomorrow is her party, but I honestly don’t think I can wait that long to feel her again.