Daddy's Little Slut

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It was Saturday, and Jack Brando had planned to relax in his armchair, spending the day with popcorn and the Super Bowl on TV. However, his daughter Jenny kept pestering him to go to the newly opened gym in town.
"Okay, Daddy, Mary and Claire have both been. I don't want to be stuck there on Monday with them talking about it all over again," Jenny pouted, pulling Jack's arm and shaking it back and forth, determined to get what she wanted.
Jack couldn't fathom what kind of idiot would want to build such a trendy thing as a gym in this remote rural town. But it certainly provided a good place for the townspeople, whose daily entertainment was scarce, especially among the young people, who considered going to the gym a fashion statement. He'd heard his colleagues at the lumberyard talk about it several times.
Jenny had only recently turned fifteen; she wasn't old enough to be allowed to run around freely yet. Jack hesitated for a moment before finally nodding and saying, "Okay! Sweetie, get ready, we'll be leaving soon."
"Wow! That's great, thank you!" Jenny jumped up excitedly, giving Jack a light kiss on the cheek before rushing upstairs. Hearing the sounds of rummaging through drawers coming from her room, Jack shrugged helplessly.
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"Oh! Daddy, look, look, what's that?" As soon as they entered the center, Jenny couldn't help but excitedly shout and jump around. Although Jack was also curious about the various novel fitness equipment, he didn't want to be seen as a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, so he just pretended to be calm and casually looked around.
"Isn't that Mr. Osman?" Jenny suddenly pointed to a short, stout, bald man in his forties not far ahead. Jack recognized him as a teacher at Jenny's school; he'd seen him a few times at school-organized parent-teacher meetings. However, aside from his large, round belly, Jack hadn't been particularly impressed with him.
Mr. Osman seemed to have noticed Jenny and himself as well. Jack nodded to him as a greeting, then said to Jenny, "Honey, I think it would be better if you left your things at the counter before we start exercising."
"Okay, let's meet here!" Jenny said, then skipped lightly toward the counter, leaving Jack waiting alone. Unexpectedly, more than ten minutes passed, and just as Jack was starting to impatiently stomp his feet, he finally heard Jenny's voice again.
"Hello, Daddy!" Jack looked towards the voice, but couldn't find Jenny in the crowd. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. A somewhat familiar blonde girl was waving and running towards him. After examining her face, it seemed to be Jenny, but Jack was a little confused. When they parted, Jenny was wearing a blue tracksuit she had brought from home, but now she was wearing a black outfit that looked like a swimsuit.
It turned out that Jenny hadn't just gone to leave her things at the counter; she had also gotten a tracksuit from somewhere and changed into it.
The tight tracksuit revealed the secrets of a teenage girl's development. Jenny's figure was unbelievably good. Judging from the two full curves of her chest, it was at least a D cup or larger. The high slits on both sides of her waist accentuated the perfect curves from her hips to her ankles. It was a hot body that no man could resist, a living, breathing sex symbol.
Just last week, Jack had celebrated Jenny's fifteenth birthday with family and friends, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't reconcile the Jenny before him with the country girl in the birthday hat at the party. He couldn't help but think of the pornographic magazines hidden deep in his drawer. Jenny was just as beautiful as the women in those magazines, and what was even more remarkable was her pure and innocent face—and she was his daughter.
The men around them, young and old, couldn't help but secretly stare at Jenny. Mr. Osman, standing nearby, practically had his eyes popping out of their sockets. Jack couldn't blame them, because even he, as her father, had been mesmerized for a while, let alone the others!
"Hehe, did I keep you waiting long, Daddy?" Jenny ran up to Jack, twirling around lightly. "How do I look? I've wanted to wear this for ages."
When Jenny turned her back to him, her pert bottom made Jack's heart race. He tried to keep his tone calm as he said, "Oh! You look gorgeous, honey, hot and sexy!" Realizing that it might be inappropriate for a father to say that, he quickly added, "But don't you think it's a bit too early for you to wear this?"
"No way! Mary lent it to me. She said this is what you should wear to the gym!" Jack was exasperated by his daughter's rebuttal. Mary, Reverend Peter's daughter and Jenny's best friend, was a complete rascal, always coming up with strange ideas. Jack decided that once he got home, he would definitely call Reverend Peter to see what other weird ideas his daughter had instilled in Jenny. But for now, his priority was to prevent his daughter from being harassed by the swarm of onlookers.
Jack observed that the exercise bike section was less crowded, so he said to Jenny, "Sweetie, I think we should start with some simpler equipment. The exercise bike might be a good idea." "
You're right, Daddy," Jenny agreed with her father, chose an exercise bike, and began to pedal like the others, looking quite professional. Jack deliberately stood behind her, pretending to instruct Jenny, but actually just blocking the unwelcome gazes from behind.
Jack then asserted his paternal authority, silently warning the surrounding men with a strong look not to make any rash moves. Seeing no opportunity to take advantage, the crowd gradually dispersed, and Jack finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as Jack was about to find an exercise bike to work out, a scene caught his attention.
With each pedal stroke, Jenny's rounded buttocks, propelled by her thighs, changed shape like two unyielding puddings, possessing an indescribable dynamism and elasticity that Jack couldn't look away from. Suddenly, he realized with a start that he was erect! If he hadn't been wearing loose workout pants, he might have been incredibly embarrassed. He took several deep breaths, trying to calm himself down, but the effect seemed minimal.
Jack looked around; perhaps due to the aftereffects of the earlier commotion, there was no one else around him and Jenny; the exercise area was empty. This sense of security stirred a strange urge in his lower abdomen.
What happened next, Jack later recalled, seemed quite unbelievable.
"Oh, sweetie, your posture doesn't seem quite right..."
"Huh? Is that so?"
"Yeah, you should put your hands here... Oh, and lower your upper body, lift your butt. Yes, like this..." Actually, Jack knew nothing about fitness. He was just using the guise of instructing Jenny on her posture to move closer from behind, while gently pressing his erect penis against Jenny's buttocks.
"Oh..." The firmness and elasticity unique to youth, transmitted through the fabric to the tip of his penis, instantly produced a sweet, numbing pleasure. Jack's head instantly turned into a lump of melted cream, and he couldn't help but groan softly. Jenny, however, seemed oblivious, still pedaling the exercise bike hard, her buttocks pressing rhythmically against Jack's penis again, making the situation even more out of control.
Such an action was tantamount to molesting Jenny. Jack knew he shouldn't be doing this, but his waist was beyond his control, especially in a public place with people coming and going. The thrill of being discovered at any moment combined with the pleasure coming from his lower abdomen created a strange chemical reaction, causing Jack's rationality to completely wither away.
Just as he was lost in his reverie, he glanced over and his eyes met Jenny's as she turned around.
"She knows!" Jenny had already discovered it. Jack was instantly filled with shame. He should have stopped his outrageous behavior immediately, but the devil's voice whispered in his ear: "Don't stop. You'll never experience such exquisite pleasure again!" The voice, though weak, was clear, driving Jack's already chaotic thoughts even more mad.
"Jenny found out but didn't say anything, which means she doesn't mind… No doubt about it, it must be, because she's my daughter… Oh, my own daughter." Lost in these wild thoughts, Jack's actions became even bolder.
Jenny could no longer pretend to be unaware. Her waist trembled slightly, her legs spread unnaturally, and her buttocks were raised higher, allowing Jack to penetrate even deeper without hindrance. He could even feel the tip of his penis slightly parting the opening of her vagina, touching Jenny's forbidden hymen.
"Just like that, I'll insert myself into Jenny's body!" Obscene thoughts, never before contemplated, flooded Jack's mind. His penis was unbelievably hard, as if a little more force would allow it to break through the leotard and penetrate his daughter.
Suddenly, a loud bang behind them snapped Jack back to reality. Like a high school student caught cheating, he shrank back, hastily standing up. An elderly woman had knocked over a dumbbell rack, and staff were rushing to fix it; chaos reigned.
Before Jack could even process what was happening, Jenny stood up too. "Daddy, I think we should go back," she said coldly, before running towards the counter without looking back, leaving Jack standing there bewildered.
On the way back, Jenny silently gazed at the scenery outside the window, while Jack, feeling guilty, maintained an awkward silence between father and daughter.
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Jenny immediately retreated to her room upon entering the house, while Jack sat remorsefully on the sofa, burying his face in his hands, distressed and bewildered by his actions that day. As a devout Catholic, he felt ashamed of his impure thoughts towards his daughter. At the gym, he must have been possessed by some demon to commit such a terrible act.
After calming down, Jack's thoughts returned to reality. He needed to talk to Jenny; a sincere explanation and apology would surely gain her forgiveness. His wife had just attended a women's group activity and wouldn't be back until tomorrow, giving Jack precious time to resolve the matter before she returned.
He walked to Jenny's room on the second floor, took a few deep breaths, and then knocked on the door, saying, "Sweetie, it's me. Are you asleep?"
"...What's up, Daddy?"
"If it's convenient, can I come in and talk to you?" As he said this, Jack was actually a little worried. If Jenny didn't want to see him, things would be hard to explain. Fortunately, Jenny didn't seem to be avoiding him.
"Mmm... Of course, please come in!"
When Jack opened the door, Jenny was lying on the bed, casually flipping through a fashion magazine. Surprisingly, she was only wearing a pink tank top and a pair of tight white panties. Even standing at the door, Jack could smell Jenny's fragrance filling the room, which was undoubtedly too stimulating for him at the moment. He even forgot to speak for a moment.
"Daddy, is there something you need?" The sweet voice snapped Jack out of his daze. He quickly cleared his throat and said, "Ahem, um... son, I have something I want to talk to you about."
"Oh, what is it?"
"Well, I think I need to explain something to you..."
"Explain?"
"Well, what I want to say is that a perfectly normal man, in certain situations, sometimes does some strange things..."
"What do you mean by strange things?"

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