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The sweltering sun at noon baked the cobblestone pavement a dirty grey. Little beads of sweat trickled down my forehead, causing my hairline to stick. I pulled out my vintage uchiwa and gently fanned myself. I tilted my head back a little and let out a small sigh of relief. The cool air whirling around my body felt great. It was an absolutely beautiful day in Normandy, and I was standing outside of the villa waiting for my dad. I watched as the front door slowly opened before my 6′ 3″ tall dad stumbled out. I quietly giggled to myself as I continued to watch him struggle down the steps as he carried a large picnic basket and a rucksack. “I could use a hand here, Naomi.” He called out. I lightly jogged my way over to him and removed the rucksack from his shoulder. “What on earth have you got in here?” I asked as I fought to fling the bag over my own shoulder. “My photography equipment of course.” My dad was a freelance photographer. An amazing one in fact. We were in Normandy for the week so that he could add more photos to his portfolio. He would often travel the world to take incredible pictures, bringing me his only daughter along. Today we were off to the beautiful Giverny gardens. “I guess we better get a move on then, dad.” “After you, Nay” He ruffled my hair.xOx The sun appeared behind a hill, enlightening the soft mist that lingered over the Monet pond. The garden was peaceful and calming. It was truly a lovely sight. “Naomi, look at those purple wisteria’s.” I turned my head around to see the plant. My mouth hung slightly in awe. I reached out and held some of it in my hand. I brought it up to my nose and sniffed it. “Wow, dad they’re beautiful…” I smiled. “Stay right there.” He said. He picked up his camera and pointed it at me. Click, click, flash. He gazed at the camera and smiled. “You always look so pretty in pictures, şişli escort bayan Naomi.” I blushed a little. “Only because you know how to take amazing photos.” My dad carefully placed his camera down behind him and moved close to me. He took the wisteria out of my hand before breaking off a piece. He brushed back my curly brown hair and placed the flower behind my hair. I blushed again, and he kissed me lightly on my forehead. “My beautiful daughter…” He cupped my face in his hands and smiled. “I’m going to cherish these moments forever, because you’re almost grown woman and one day you’ll live your own life. You won’t have time for your old pops.” “Don’t be silly, you I love you a lot and that my life wouldn’t be the same if you weren’t in it.” That was the honest truth. My dad was my pride and joy, and I knew I was his. I had grown up as a daddy’s girl, and I always will be. They say that from the instant he lays eyes on her, a father adores his daughter. Whoever she grows up to be, she is always to him that little girl in pigtails. He makes a secret promise to not see the awkwardness of her teenage years, the mistakes she makes or the secrets she keeps. “That’s my girl.” He pinched my cheek and ruffled my hair. “Quit it dad!” I laughed. “Right, I think I’ve got enough photos for today. Say we head back home and go for a swim in the pool?” “Sounds great.” My dad started up the motor boat engine and we drifted down the pond.xOx I was relaxing on my pink float, absorbing the sun in all its glory. I took off my sun glasses when I heard the back door open and then close. My dad stood there in his swimming trunks. An uncomfortable look formed on his face as he watched me. I stared down at my body and realized that my tit fit bikini wasn’t something he’d want to see me in. Regardless, he walked over to the pool and jumped mecidiyeköy escort bayan in, tipping me over. “Dad!” I screamed as I emerged out of the water. He chuckled and splashed me in my face before quickly climbing up onto my float. I swam over to him and held onto the edge of the float. I smirked at him and he returned the favour. I gazed at my dad. His toned, wet body glistened in the sun. He was in great shape, and quite attractive for a man in his mid forties- At least that’s what my perverted friends said. I swam around him in circles, never taking my eyes off of him. “Naomi, what are you doing?” He said curiously. I ignored him and continued to swim around. I held onto the edge of the float again and grinned at him. “Naomi-” SPLASH! I laughed hard as he sprung up from the water with a fake mad expression on his face, which soon broke out into a smile. “You cheeky girl!” He grabbed me by the waist and picked me up before throwing me back into the water. Giggles, screams and splashes echoed around the backyard, as my dad and I played in the pool. I quickly swam over to him and grabbed him by the waist and tried to picked him up. The man was too heavy. He quickly took me by the wrists and spun me around before putting my hands behind my back. “Give up, Naomi.” He said in an evil tone. “Never!” He gently pushed us to the edge of the pool and pressed me against it. “Do you surrender?” “Okay, okay I surrender!” I giggled. He freed me and I jumped up out of the pool, making sure I splashed him one last time. “Oh you’re gonna get it now young lady!” He hopped out of the pool and ran after me. We ran around the entire garden, playing chase like a cat and mouse. In a blink of an eye he was suddenly right behind me. He grabbed me by the waist again and began tickling me. He knew my weakness. “S-stop! Stop!” I panted. escort şişli He showed no mercy and continued to tickle me. I fell to the floor and clutched my stomach as I laughed. He straddled me and stared into my eyes. My laughter died down and I gazed back at him. My face scrunched up a little when I felt something hard pressing against my thigh. I looked down at my thigh and burst out into laughter again. My dad had a massive hard on. He too looked down and jumped off of me as soon as he saw his erection. He quickly covered it with his hands and ran into the house.xOx After a joyful play in the pool followed by an embarrassing incident, my dad and I were perched up on the sofa watching a late night film. I was snuggled up in my dad’s arms. A place very familiar to me. His muscular arms laid across my stomach. I held onto it tightly. “Thanks for the awesome day, dad.” “No problem sweetie.” He pulled my hair out of my face and kissed me on my forehead. I loved his kisses and his touches. His soft hands and lips sent chills down my spine whenever they came into contact with my skin. “I love you, Naomi.” “I love you too, dad.” I smiled. He pulled me in closer to him and tightened his grip on me. I felt so safe in his arms. He began to run his hand up and down my stomach. I closed my eyes and felt at ease. His hand began to slowly drift down my stomach. Goosebumps flushed over my body. He had never rubbed me that low before. I felt a strange warming sensation between my thighs. My dad kissed me again, this time on my neck. I took a deep breath. Why was he kissing and touching me so intimately? I slowly removed his hand and sat up. “Something wrong sweetie?” He asked. “I think I’m gonna go to bed now, I’m tired.” I lied. xOx I sat up in bed for what seemed like a number of hours. I couldn’t help but think about the way my dad touched me on the sofa, and most importantly, why I kinda… enjoyed it. A similar tingly sensation formed inside my panties while I thought about it. Stop it Naomi, you shouldn’t think about it. I rubbed my hand over my face and made my way to my dad’s room.
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