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Daddy Saw

By: Agnol



Found this half-finished story on my computer decided to complete it. Hope you like it.

All characters are over 18.

***

Erin kissed her father goodbye, his lips seeming to linger upon her cheek a tad bit longer than she would consider appropriate, but she shrugged it off. 'He must have missed me,' she thought to herself as she watched him walk towards his car parked on the street. In his early fifties, her father Frank, was still an attractive and distinguished man. She hoped that her own husband looked as good at that age. 

Waving as the car pulled away, she closed the door and set about the task of unpacking from a long trip. Janie, her two year old daughter, was fast asleep in her bed already and her husband, James, wearily unloaded the bare necessities for the night. A day of battling the crowds through airports and airplanes had left them both exhausted, though not so much that Erin wouldn't check her email before heading off to sleep. 

She sat down at her desk and found that her computer was already on. Her father must have been using it before they'd come home, she guessed. Clicking on to the internet, she checked her email, writing a quick response to a friend. Her last task was to update the finances in her spreadsheet. Navigating to the 'Recent Documents' folder, Erin stared dumbfounded at the list of files before her. 

Normally her spreadsheet was at the top, it being the file she accessed most on her computer. It was pushed nearly to the bottom of the list, seven movie files now above it. Her heart sank as she quickly realized what she was looking at. Her father had found the private movies she and James had made in their bedroom. Movies James swore he'd never show anyone. Her husband may not have shown it to her father, but it was plain that he'd seen them. And if she was correct, he watched them a number of times each. 

Clicking on the first one, labelled a cryptic '11-20-07.mpg', Erin immediately remembered the night when she saw herself on her marital bed. She was kneeling on the bed naked, waiting for James to come up behind her. Her belly was rounded, being about 5 months pregnant at the time, her breasts hanging heavily underneath her like udders full of milk, capped by large dark circles where her stiffened nipples thrust out proudly. 

"Come on daddy!" she heard herself say through the small speakers on the desk. On the screen she was gesturing with her fingers, beckoning her husband to come take her. "Hurry up daddy," she purred. James appeared in the frame, his backside filling the camera's view for a moment before he shuffled to the side. She watched as they kissed noisily, James' tongue delving deeply into her mouth, his cock rising steadily like a flag rising up the pole.

Erin chuckled at the sight, she'd never noticed his reaction to their kiss before. It was heartwarming to know that despite the obscene proportions of her body, her husband still found her desirable. James climbed up onto the bed, though his face was no longer visible due to the angle of the shot. Unseen, he inserted his penis into her body, Erin watching her own face melt with sweet pleasure as he penetrated her. 

After a moment, Erin felt her body react to the sight before her. The remembered sensations, the beauty of watching oneself, a disembodied voyeur to a night of love, all made her body tingle nicely. Before too long she was pressing her fingers gently against the vee of her legs, the soft tights she wore providing easy access to the growing warmth in her sex. 

"Oh fuck daddy, fuck me. Do you like fucking me daddy? Do you like fucking mommy?" The words had been a specific part of James' fantasy. The act of fucking his pregnant wife was a particular thrill to her husband, the words 'daddy' and 'mommy' eliciting a delightful extra hardness in his cock that was a treat. "Oh yes, daddy, you fuck me so good. Fuck me daddy, fuck me." 

Erin's fingers slipped under the waistband of her tights, pushing past the briefs she wore and dipped into the wet folds of her sex, her opening welcoming the invasion. Pulling back she gently rubbed her hooded clit in slow circles as she watched her husband taking her on the computer. Her breasts jiggled in time with his thrusts, swinging back and forth as he pushed and pulled her onto his fleshy bayonet. 

It was as if she were right there again, her body was reacting in time to the fucking she had received three years ago. James' grunts could be heard over the slap of their bodies coming together and her face was beginning to show signs of the impending orgasm. At the desk, Erin's hand worked her cunt steadily, the other cupping her breast and tweaking her nipple. She watched intently as their fuck came to an end, James pulling her back onto his cock, shoving himself as far into her as he could manage, his hot seed spurting into her body, triggering her own climax. 

Erin threw her head back, rubbing her pussy furiously as she achieved her orgasm, gasping quietly as the torturous pleasure washed over her. For long moments she sat at the desk, her legs spread wide before her as she luxuriated in the afterglow of a nice cum, wondering if she shouldn't wake James up for a quickie. 

As she came down from her euphoric reverie, she considered what it meant that her father had found the videos. Had he pleasured himself, just as she had? Had he been sitting in this very chair and stroked his hard cock watching his daughter fuck? Calling out for daddy? Did he cum? Without a doubt, she knew that he had. No way he would have watched all of those videos, and more than once she was certain, without having a nice, big orgasm. 'What had he done with his jizz?' she suddenly wondered.

With a detached sense of curiosity she set about finding the evidence, her mind deliberately ignoring the implications of her father masturbating to images of her. She looked in the wastebasket next to the desk, empty. She headed to the downstairs bathroom, though the trash was empty as well. Shaking her head, she wondered for a moment. 

What would it look like to see your father jerk himself off? Would he shoot it all over the place? Erin discarded that idea, knowing that her father would be aware enough that he was in his daughter's home, he would have to take special care not to make a mess. Perhaps tissue would not have been enough. Maybe he would have needed something sturdier, like a paper towel. Suddenly she had an image of her father leaning back in the desk chair, a white sticky jet of cum shooting up into the air, only to splatter on his exposed chest and belly as it came back down. The large amount of seed she envisioned convinced her that he must have needed more than toilet paper to clean up the mess. 

Stepping into the kitchen her eyes immediately sought out the paper towel dispenser. The last tear was ragged and the roll appeared loose, as if someone had unrolled too much and then backed it up hastily. With a satisfied smile Erin moved to the trash and lifted the lid. A couple of envelopes filled with junk mail sat on top, which she moved aside quickly and her heart beat jumped into high gear. A crumpled white paper towel sat in the crease where the plastic bag clung together, not fully opened. 

Drawing out the fibrous material, she felt strangely elated that it did not unfurl, though no stain was immediately visible. Holding it, she spun it around in her hand, studying it intently. With a nervous look to the doorway, she brought it close to her face and smelled it quickly. The scent of spunk was overwhelming, sending a dizzying wave over her and a new wellspring of wetness in her loins. 

For a long moment she considered the evidence, wondering what to do with it. She knew she couldn't keep it, but she was loathe to just toss it away. With a sigh, she put it back in the trash, dropping the junk mail on top of it once more. Clicking off the light she went to bed, pondering what to do with this revelation. 

The next morning James kissed her goodbye before he rushed off to work. Erin yawned sleepily, her dreams having been haunted by visions of her father masturbating to their video. His excitement over it fueling a primal need in her to be desired, stoked by the taboo nature of it all. She set about her normal day, the delicious ache in her pussy giving her a special warmth that spread throughout her body as she pondered different ideas on how to pursue this turn of events. 

Could she seduce her father? Should she show up at his home, while her mother was out, and proposition him? Shaking her head, that was too crass. The chance that her father would turn her down was too uncertain, and then where would she be? No, she had to find some other way. 

Despite the lack of a clear idea on how to communicate her feelings to her father, the thoughts were making her hornier than she had been in a long while. She couldn't wait until Janie took her nap so that she could spend some time alone working off some of the pent up desire she was feeling. 

Later that day, while Janie slept soundly down the hall, Erin lay on her own bed and let her hands roam freely over her body. She was teasing herself, deliberately avoiding touching her pussy to increase the pressure she was feeling, when she caught sight of the camcorder on the floor by the dresser. Suddenly she felt compelled to make a little movie for her husband, entice him to come home early and give her the fucking she desperately needed now. 

Getting off the bed, she pulled out a beige camisole and white boy shorts out of the dresser, undressing and pulling them on quickly. Checking herself in the mirror, she pinched her nipples until they stood up proudly, poking through the soft material prominently. Grabbing the camera, she put it on the dresser and then started recording. 

"I've been bad, baby," Erin said softly as she sat on the edge of the bed. She tried to look coy, though she was feeling a bit silly. She chewed on her lip and rubbed her bare legs together. "I've been thinking of daddy and it's made me feel very naughty. I can't wait for daddy to come home so I can show him how naughty I can be. Would you like that daddy? Would you like to come home and find how naughty I am? 

"See my titties? See how hard my nipples are? They are so stiff right now, they need to be pinched and sucked on." Erin cupped her tits through the camisole, though the fabric could not hide their shape nor the diamond hard tips that threatened to poke through. "I wish you were here to help me. I guess I'll just have to take care of myself for now, daddy."

Erin pulled one foot up on the bed and spread her legs, the boy shorts barely covering her fully opened pussy. Rubbing herself slowly at first, she quickly became engrossed with the idea of her husband watching her on his computer, his cock in hand and stroking himself. As soon as the picture was in her head it changed, and it was her father that was masturbating to her video. The thought immediately caused her to orgasm, a full bodied, leg shaking cum. She even felt herself squirt! 

"Damn," she thought, "I've never cum like that before!" The dreams the night before, the fact that her very own father had been stroking his cock in her home to videos of her, the completely taboo nature of it all, it was a perfect storm. Suddenly she wanted her father to see this video. Needed him to see it. It wasn't enough just to pretend, she needed to make it happen. 

Getting off the bed, she stopped the camcorder and took it to her computer and downloaded the video. Her pussy was quivering at the thought of what she was about to do. Once the video had transferred she edited the file, making it go black just after her orgasm. Opening her email, she felt her hand tremble as she entered her father's email address and attached the video. In the subject she typed, "Just for you". She already knew she could make the excuse that she'd sent it by accident if her father objected, or if her mother found it. 

Her finger clicked the mouse to send the email and then her heart began to race. She was so excited by the thought of her father watching the video and her secret hope of how he would react. After a minute, she decided that she might as well send it to her husband as well. She needed to be fucked and fucked hard and who knew how long it would be before her father watched the video. 

That night James came home randy as hell. Erin squealed in delight when he kissed her forcefully, his hand grabbing her ass fiercely as his tongue invaded her mouth. Once they put the baby down for the night Erin skipped into the bedroom to get ready. She put her hair into pigtails and put on a light camisole top that hung open at the bottom. Her breasts were already swollen with excitement and her nipples like diamonds as she anticipated what she was going to do. When at last she was ready, she positioned the camera so that it pointed at the bed from a side angle and she hit record. 

Erin appeared at the end of the hall, peeking around the corner with just her head. James caught sight of her and she stuck out her long, smooth leg to entice him to follow her. "Time for bed, daddy," she called out and then slipped back down the hall towards their bedroom. 

James followed quickly, catching up to her just as she entered their room. His hands took hold of her hips and pulled her ass tight against his growing cock. Erin pulled him into the room, maneuvering him so that the camera could see all that was taking place. He was standing next to the bed and she knelt before him and began to unbuckle his belt. 

"Daddy, I want to suck your cock," Erin said, her voice deliberately girly. She looked up at James, bobbing her head back and forth, making the pigtails flip wildly. "Can I suck your cock daddy?" 

"Oh yes baby, you can suck daddy's cock, you can suck it all you want!" James began to pull his shirt over his head.

"I want to suck your cock, daddy," Erin said, but this time she was looking directly at the camera. "I've wanted to suck it for so long." She undid James' belt and pulled the slacks off and then nuzzled her face against his boxer covered midsection. 

James looked down and took hold of her pigtails and pulled her face against his bulge, thrusting against her hot mouth that was leaving wet spots on his underwear. Erin pulled his underwear down, gasping at the size of her husband's penis. 

"Oh my, it's so big daddy! Are you sure I'll be able to get all of that in me?" As she spoke she was amazed that his cock grew fully erect, standing up completely on its own. Her words were working better than she had imagined!

"Just try baby," James encouraged her. "Make your daddy feel good!" 

With that Erin went to work. She opened her mouth and took the head of her husbands cock in, her tongue making it slippery and wet as she sucked and drooled all over it. She slid her hands down the shaft, working the spit into his veiny shaft, loving the feel of his throbbing cock. Turning her head, she looked directly at the camera as her husband thrust his cock further into her slutty mouth, her body on fire as she imagined her own father watching all of this. 

'Dad would surely love this', she thought, her pussy spasming at the thought of him stroking his cock to the sight of his daughter blowing her husband and pretending it was him. The longer she thought about it, the more her pussy gushed. James was working his cock into her mouth at a frenzied pace and Erin could feel herself starting to cum as well. 

"Do you like it daddy?" Erin said, pulling her face back. She kissed the tip of his cock, teasing him. "Do you like it when your baby girl sucks your big, daddy cock?" 

James grunted in the affirmative, trying to push his cock back between her lips, but Erin wouldn't let him. She could see the throbbing veins on his cock, he was so close to cumming. 

"I bet all daddy's would like it if their daughters were as nice as me, huh?" She waited for an answer, but James couldn't provide one, he was lost to conscious thought. "Don't you think it's a daughter's duty to take care of their daddies? Don't you think all girls should suck their daddies cocks?"

"Yes, fuck yes. Suck your father's cock," James grunted in frustration. 

"Should I suck my father's cock?" Erin asked, her voice had returned to her normal tone. "Do you think my father would like it if I sucked his cock?"

James was too far gone to comprehend her meaning fully, but the thought must have appealed to him because his cock began to lurch. Erin knew that in a second he would be cumming regardless of what she did. She looked up at him, gripping his cock tightly at the base, almost painfully. 

"Oh fuck, yes! Suck your father's cock!" James howled and then Erin swallowed his cock whole. 

She pushed her face all the way down until his pubic hairs were tickling her lips and she felt the head of his cock slide into her throat. Her mouth was so full, but she managed to stroke his cock with her tongue and bobbed up and down just enough so that the head of his cock popped in and out of her throat. Within a second she felt his cock blast her esophagus with his hot seed. As James came inside her, his hot cum shooting straight to her tummy, Erin came as well. Her pussy spasmed and gasped and she felt the sweet cream pouring from her lips like a river. She'd never had an orgasm without touching her pussy before and it was unbelievable! 

That night she slept deeply, satisfied in a way that she'd never felt before. Her dreams were filled with visions of her father and her husband, both of them using her mouth for their pleasure. She'd never been opposed to blowjobs, but they'd never been anything particularly special to her. In her sleep the mere fact that she was sucking them was bringing her supreme pleasure. The dreams went on and on and by the time she woke in the morning her tiny little panties were sticky. 

After James left for work, Erin couldn't wait to get the video onto her computer. She watched it three times, rubbing herself to a breathless orgasm the last time, before she attached it to an email and sent it to her dad. She hoped that he would get the hint. 

Two days had passed and she'd had no word from her father. She'd spoken with her mother on the telephone in hopes to catch some sign that he had gotten the videos, but nothing. Even a little joke that her father was particularly horny would have been something, but Erin was forced to go without. 

On the third day after the blowjob video, Erin sent it to her husband at work. Once again he came home super excited and Erin was there ready to take care of him. This time she set the camera up in the living room so that it showed her sitting at the computer. She was watching the last video and her leg was pulled up on the chair, her pussy exposed as she fingered herself. Moaning "daddy" over and over again she came twice before James opened the front door. 

"OH, daddy!" Erin cried in mock surprise. "I wasn't doing anything bad, daddy!"

James picked up on her cue quickly and dropped his briefcase and jacket on the floor and closed the door. 

"Daddy can see what you were doing, young lady!" James crossed to where she was and forced her to stand up and then took her place in the chair. He pulled her forward so that she was laying over his lap. "I'll show you what bad girls get for doing such dirty things!" 

Erin cried out as her husband yanked up her skirt and began to spank her bare ass. She looked up at the camera, trying to make her eyes tell her father that she wished it was him spanking her. 

"Are daddies supposed to spank their grown daughters?" Erin cried out exaggeratedly. 

"Yes!" James said, his hand coming down again and again. Her cheeks were becoming rosy with the continued discipline. 

"Are they supposed to spank their daughters when they aren't wearing any underwear? I mean, you can see my pussy and everything daddy!" 


Daddy Saw Ch. 02



All characters engaged in sex acts are over 18.

Feedback is always appreciated. If you're not into incest, please just move along.

*****

Erin was in a state of bliss. She had seduced her father a month before and at least once a week he had come to her home and had fucked her soundly. When he left she felt incredibly well fucked, but still hungered for more. Each day that Frank visited she treated her husband, James, to a slow blowjob that ended with her swallowing his cum before she sucked him hard again so that he could fuck her. The power she felt was incredible, she felt as if there wasn't anything she couldn't do. 

Her father had just left and she turned off the video camera that was resting on the bookshelf. It had been pointed right at the couch where Frank had flipped her short, flouncy skirt up and spanked her bottom until it was a bright pink. Erin had made it a point to look right at the camera as her father spanked her and then he made her ride his cock while sitting on the couch. Her pussy was still full of his thick sperm and she quivered in joy at the thought. 

Erin sent James a quick email at work, telling him that she had been a very bad girl and that she needed Daddy to punish her when he got home. Her stomach was in knots as she waited for her husband to arrive. She planned to show him the video she had made with her father. James had told her to suck her father's cock, but that was in the throes of passion and she had never brought the subject up otherwise. A part of her worried that James would be very upset, but she couldn't bear to keep the secret any longer. 

That night after dinner, Erin took a shower and put on makeup, dressing up like a young school girl, complete with a white oxford shirt and a green and black checkered skirt. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she put on black patent leather shoes over white crotchless pantyhose. Checking herself in the mirror, she looked just like a Catholic school girl. Pinching her nipples until they stood out, she left the bedroom to find her husband. 

James was sitting at his desk looking over the mail when Erin came into the den. 

"I'm ready, daddy," Erin said softly. When he turned to look she stood with her head down and her hands clasped together behind her back. Erin looked up to see that he was stunned, but he recovered quickly. "I'm ready to be spanked, daddy." 

James got up from the desk and moved towards her. Erin walked out to the living room and waited for him to sit on the couch. When her husband sat down, she crawled across his lap, offering him her ass. James rubbed her ass gently at first and Erin ground her pussy into his leg as his fingers squeezed and probed her flesh. 

"What did you do that was so bad?" 

"I'm afraid to tell you, daddy," Erin said, the butterflies in her stomach coming to life with a fury. 

"Why are you afraid?" James asked, his curiosity piqued. He took a playful swat at his wife's ass. 

"Spank me and then I'll tell you," Erin breathed, her body coming alive with desire mixed with the nerves she was feeling a new experience for her. 

James swatted her ass a couple of times. "Like that?"

"Harder, I've been a terribly naughty girl, daddy." 

James flipped up the skirt and saw the crotchless hose. He lifted his arm high and brought it down swiftly. The sound of his hand smacking her exposed cheeks filled the room. Erin winced at the contact, but did not cry out. Again and again he brought his hand down on his wife's ass, spanking her until her cheeks were bright red. The smell of her aroused cunt was filling the room and his nostrils were flaring from the scent. 

"What did you do, you slutty girl?" James demanded, not pausing in his discipline of her ass. 

"I fucked my daddy!" Erin cried out. 

James froze, his arm in midair. Then Erin pushed play on the remote control in her hand. The television screen flashed and there was his wife on the same couch being spanked in much the same way, except the man doing the spanking was Frank, his father. Erin held her breath, afraid to make a sound as her husband watched her bent over her father's lap, her ass bare. The sound of the slaps to her butt came out like a distant pop gun punctuated by her delightful squeals. 

The movie kept playing and there was silence in the room. Erin worried that she had gone to far, that James would be furious with her, but for the moment he seemed unable to do anything but watch. The spanking ended quickly, it was only a dozen quick smacks, before Frank pushed her off and then undid his pants. Erin felt James' hand come down gently on her backside as he continued to be enthralled by the screen. 

On the TV Erin backed up until she was straddling her father's lap, his cock standing up and proud. She took hold of the tower of flesh and guided it between her legs so that the head was pressed against her slippery lips and then she sank down on it. Frank's loud groan could be heard clearly as Erin slid down his shaft, taking the length inside of her. Erin fucked her father slowly at first, but her pace picked up quickly and soon the sounds of her moans and cries of, "Fuck me, daddy!" came steadily from the screen. 

Beneath her, Erin felt James' cock press into her firmly. He was turned on! Seizing the moment, she slipped from his lap and knelt between his legs, working with trembling fingers to undo his pants and free him. She pulled back his underwear and took hold of his heated flesh in her hand, her fingers barely able to encircle his shaft. She looked up at her husband, but his eyes were still riveted to the screen. With relief settling on her, Erin took his cock into her mouth and sucked it lovingly. 

She sucked his cock like it might be her last. Her mouth felt so full with him lodged between her lips, but she loved every second of it. Spit and drool covered his velvety skin as she worked him with a fervor, worshipping her husbands cock for all she was worth. Taking it out of her mouth, she stroked him, rubbing it against her face and whimpering softly. James' eyes were glazed over with lust as he watched her amateur performance. 

From the television Erin's moans were getting higher pitched. Erin knew that the show was almost over, she was cumming on her father's cock and he was going to fill her pussy with his load any second now. Taking James' cock back into her mouth, she sucked for all she was worth. Her tongue teased just under the crown, back and forth in rapid fashion. Her effort was rewarded by James' ragged breath and his thrashing hips. Her husband came in her mouth just as her father came in her pussy on the television. 

James threw his head back as his orgasm tore through him. He shouted a strangled cry as Erin's mouth forced the seed from his nuts and sucked his load down greedily. When his cock finished jerking and she had swallowed his cum, his cock was still hard. 

"Play it again!" James pushed her away and tore his pants off. Erin did as he said and when the video started again he pushed her to the carpeted floor onto her hands and knees. Her skirt was pushed up over her waist again and he moved up behind her. He pushed two fingers into her sopping pussy easily and then lined up his cock to her gasping cunt before thrusting himself into her forcefully.

Erin gasped and then thrust back, pushing her ass back onto his cock. His fingers dug into her hips as he held her tight and began to fuck her slowly. They watched the spanking again in silence, the only sounds coming from the television and their bodies coming together. When the movie came to the part where Erin sat on her father's cock James moaned loudly and began to fuck her faster. Their rhythm built speed until her husband was pounding her pussy mercilessly as she was getting fucked on the screen. 

Her pussy was creaming steadily, her orgasms coming in waves every few seconds, leaving her limp and exhausted. James was holding her up as he fucked her cunt like he wanted to punish it! Erin slumped forward, unable to hold herself up, pushing her ass higher into the air. Once again her cries became a pitch higher on the television and on cue James' cock grew even harder inside of her. James filled her pussy with cum just as her father was filling her on the television. 

They collapsed on the floor and lay breathing heavily for a long time. She crawled to her husband and lay her head on his chest, the thumping of his heart loud in her ears. When at last they had recovered, James took hold of her head and turned her towards him. 

"I want to fuck Mommy." 

Erin smiled brightly, her eyes flashing with delight.

***

Frank pulled up to his daughter's home again. It had been eight weeks since he'd started coming to her house and fucking her while James was at work. He had felt a few guilty thoughts about the whole ordeal, but it wasn't enough to keep him away. Janice wasn't much for sex the last few years anyway, so what was it hurting?

He stepped out of the car and made his way to the front door, his cock already becoming hard at the thought of what lay in store inside. He knocked on the door and a moment later it opened, his breath catching in his throat as he took his daughter in. 

Erin, always beautiful in his eyes, stood in the open door in a demi cup bustier, frilly panties and white lace stockings. Her hair was brushed out straight and was pulled forward over her left shoulder. Her tits nearly spilled out of the top and his mouth watered at the thought of sucking on her sweet melons. His cock lurched in his pants at the sight of her and he stepped inside quickly. 

"Welcome back, daddy!" Erin greeted him cheerily. "I'm so glad you are here!" She closed the door and then pressed herself up against her father. Her tits pressed against his chest and he cupped her full ass as he kissed her wetly. 

Their tongues darted into each other's mouths in a kiss no father and daughter should share. The delightful thrill of doing something so taboo made it all the hotter for Frank. Each time he was with Erin he remembered her as a young woman and all the times she had inadvertently flashed her body at him. He never thought that a day would come when he would be fucking his own daughter! 

Erin led him down the hall to her bedroom and pushed him onto the bed. She began to undo his pants and was hungrily reaching for his cock. He loved that his daughter loved to give head. Janice was never much for it and though he would ask, she would only give it a lick or two before moving on. 

Erin seemed to get off on the act and that made it even better for him. She moaned and groaned as she took his cock into her mouth, sliding her hand up and down his shaft, rotating her grip to touch every part of him. She would take it out of her mouth and slap her lips with it, rub her face with the shaft, all the things he'd seen in porn movies. It was incredible and it never failed to make him rock hard. 

She would look him in the eyes and then take as much of his cock as she could handle. The feeling of his cock sliding into her throat was the hottest thing he'd ever experienced and though she couldn't take all of him, she would stroke the remaining part of his slippery cock with her hand. 

"Daddy, I have to ask a special favor," Erin said after sucking on him for a while. Frank was grateful for the pause, he was nearly ready to cum as it was. 

"Anything baby," he assured her. 

"Oh you may not say that after I ask you, daddy," Erin teased. Taking him back into her mouth quickly to wet his cock with her spit. She pulled back and held her mouth over the head of his cock, letting saliva drip obscenely onto the tip before she worked it into his shaft with her soft hand. "You see daddy, this isn't for me. It's for James."

Frank opened his eyes and looked at his daughter. She was fucking hot kneeling between his legs, his rampant cock in her small hands. Worry crept up and darkened his look. 

"What is it that James wants?"

Erin smiled, seeing his doubt. "Don't worry daddy, it's nothing to do with you! James wants to fuck Mom." She stroked his cock slowly, staring at him intently. 

The thought that another man would want to fuck his wife suddenly made Frank jealous. That the man was his son made him a little mad. He looked back at his daughter, kneeling before him, his cock wet with her spit as she stroked him, he had to admit that it was a bit late to be upset. 

"Why?" It was the only thing he could think to ask. A part of him didn't want to give up his wife, but he also realized it might be the price he'd be forced to pay for his time with Erin. 

"He sees how much I love to fuck my daddy, he wants to fuck his mommy." 

"He's seen us?" 

Erin smiled that mischievous smile she'd had since she was a girl. "Oh yes daddy, I've shown him the videos!"

"Videos? As in more than one?" Frank started to feel panic grip him.

"Yes daddy," Erin said, licking his cock again, making sure he was slick. "He loves to watch us and then he fucks me super hard!"

"Well then why does he want your mother?" 

"Because, he wants to fuck his mother!" Erin said it as if it should be obvious.

"But she's not his mother, she's your mother," Frank argued.

"We know," Erin said matter of factly, "but his mother will never go for it and we know it. Mom will."

"Your mother will go for it? How do you know that?" 

"Don't you worry about that, daddy. I just wanted to get your permission first. Is it okay if James fucks mom?" She squeezed his cock as she said the words, causing him to groan. 

Frank knew he was trapped. If he said no, Erin would likely cut him off, or worse. She could tell Janice about everything and then he'd be really screwed. He didn't much like the idea, but he saw that he had no choice. 

"If you think you can make it happen, then go for it. If it doesn't work, does that mean you and I have to stop?"

"Oh daddy, I could never stop fucking you! I'm a slutty daughter who likes her daddy way too much to stop fucking him!" She stood up and crawled up on the bed. "I want to give you something special today, for being such a nice daddy, but first you have to lick my pussy really good, okay?"

Frank agreed and spun about on the bed, finding himself seated between his daughter's legs. She pulled her knees back and pulled her panties off. He was face to face with her puffy, pink pussy. It was slick and glistening as he looked at it. Erin took hold of his face as he lowered himself between her thighs and guided his mouth to her cunt. Frank licked at her gash, the lips wet and sweet as he tasted her. She moved her hips to position his tongue just where she wanted it. 

Erin came quickly and loudly. Her fingers were entwined in his hair and she lifted her hips to give him easier access to her flowing honey. Frank had never been much for pussy eating, but he found that his daughter's enthusiasm made him happy to do it. He was quickly licking her with passion in a matter of minutes. She came a number of times and soon it was spilling out of her pussy in a steady flow, soaking her thighs and the bed beneath her. 

"Finger my ass, daddy," Erin whined. "Make my ass wet!" 

Frank did as she asked, sliding his fingers into her pussy first and then teasing her asshole with the wet tips. He worked the tip of his finger into her back door and she began to writhe on the bed uncontrollably. His cock, already hard from the earlier blowjob, pulsed as he guessed at what his daughter would want next. 

Erin came as he pushed his finger into her butt. Her hips were lifted off the bed as she tried to back away from his fingers, but he pressed forward. He couldn't believe how tight she was back there, but it excited him beyond belief. 

"Enough!" Erin cried out, spinning over onto her stomach. She reached for a bottle on the nightstand and squirted some lube onto her fingers which she began to work into her little asshole. "Here," she said, handing him the bottle. "Lube up your cock, it will make it easier to take."

Frank sat up on his knees and poured some lube into his hand. He took hold of his cock and made it slippery with the oily liquid. When he finished, Erin was face down and ass up on the bed. Her hand was busy between her legs and her fingers were fluttering over her pussy as she kept herself in a state of high arousal. 

"Fuck my ass, daddy. Please?" She whimpered sexily. 

Frank felt his cock grow even harder at the sound of her words. He knelt behind her, his cock aimed at the bullseye between her cheeks and he pressed forward. Erin braced herself as the spongy head invaded her virgin channel. 

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," she breathed again and again. "Oh god, it's so thick! It feels like you are splitting me open! Don't stop!" Frank had thought to pause, but kept moving forward slowly at her words. 

Soon the crown slipped in past her sphincter and she groaned loudly. The feeling of being inside her ass was nothing like he'd ever felt before. Janice certainly never had any desire for anal sex! Her body clamped down on his cock in a painful pinch and for a second, Frank wondered if he could even do this. 

"Give me a second daddy," Erin begged. "Pour lube into my ass and work your cock back and forth."

Frank did as she said, taking the bottle and squirting the oily substance right where his cock disappeared into her ass. He stroked slowly back and forth, working the lube into her butt. Within a minute it was loosening up and he was able to push more of his cock into his daughter's tight ass. 

"Oh fuck, daddy! Oh fuck! You are the first one to fuck my ass! Fuck my ass, daddy!"

Frank loved the dirty talk his daughter spewed. It was so much more than his wife or any other woman he'd been with had ever done. She seemed to love fucking him so much that it made the whole experience so much more than he'd ever felt. Soon Frank was stroking two thirds of his cock in and out of his daughter. Erin held on for dear life as he sawed in and out of her. 

"Oh I'm cumming daddy! You are making me cum fucking my ass!" 

Frank felt his daughter's orgasm and it made her ass squeeze his dick even more. The pressure was too much for him and he thrust into her as far as he dared, his cock spewing the hot sticky seed deep inside her ass. Erin screamed and her body began to shake until she collapsed under him. He fell with her, his cock still inside her ass, his cum erupting in a never ending flow of hot love. 

Erin lay trembling on the bed when he pulled from her body. He lay next to her and wrapped his arms around her and she kissed him with pursed lips as she tried to regain control of herself. For long minutes he held her until he realized that she had curled into him and fallen asleep. 

***

Later that night Erin lay in bed with James, her hand stroking his cock as she recounted the events of her encounter with her father. Her husband sucked at her tit, his fingers playing lightly with her pussy. 

"So I asked my dad if it was okay if you fucked mom," Erin said. "He seemed shocked that you'd want to, but he gave in." She felt her husbands cock become harder at her words. He really liked the idea of fucking her mother and so did she. Erin wanted to watch as her husband slipped his cock into her mother's pussy. 

Janice was a good looking woman, especially for her age. Erin thought she was always a bit too uptight though and seemed to challenge Frank on occasion. Frank was too much of a gentleman to call her out on her bullshit, though. What Erin wouldn't have given to see her dad put her mother in her place a time or two. Certainly the woman deserved it more than once. 

Erin tried to understand her sudden desire to see her mother disciplined. Perhaps it was because she was never spanked as a child that she herself enjoyed it so much now and wanted her mother to feel the same pain. It was always her mother who had punished her when Erin was growing up, perhaps that was why she felt the need to see her punished as well. An idea began forming in her mind, a plan of sorts. 




Daddy Saw Ch. 02



"So everything is okay as far as Daddy is concerned. Now we just have to find a way to convince mom."

"Is that when you let your father take you in the ass?" James asked. 

"You like that part of the story, don't you?" She knew the answer already. His cock was growing harder with just the thought. "I'd let you fuck me in the ass tonight, but I'm still a bit sore. As soon as I feel ready for it again, I'll let you know."

James nodded and allowed her to continue stroking his cock delightfully. He didn't feel the need to fuck her, for now the handjob was nice enough. Erin told him the details again and stroked his cock until he shot cum high up into the air, splattering on her hand, arm and his chest. When it was over she cleaned him up and they went to sleep. 

***

The following weekend Erin invited her parents over for dinner. Frank and Janice oohed and aahed over their granddaughter and the five of them had a great time. While they were cleaning up Frank dropped a glass and it shattered on the kitchen floor.

"Oh you clumsy oaf! You aren't good for anything!" Janice yelled at her husband. "Just get out of here." 

James followed Frank out of the kitchen carrying Janie with him. "Hey Frank," he called after him, "why don't you take Janie down to the ice cream shop down the street?" 

Frank smiled and took the girl in his arms. The pair were down the street when James closed the front door and turned back to the kitchen. 

"Mom, that wasn't right what you said to dad," Erin began. Her tone was firm and serious. 

"What are you talking about?" Janice said absently as she swept up the shards of glass. 

"You spoke to daddy in a very unkind manner." 

"Oh, it's no big deal, he knows I didn't mean it." Janice stopped sweeping when she realized that her daughter was staring at her intently. She looked from her daughter to her son, worry beginning to gnaw at her. 

"It is a big deal," James said, his voice stern. "It's a very big deal indeed." 

"Well I'll apologize to him later tonight," she said slowly. She searched their faces, but neither Erin or James seemed to be satisfied with her intended course of action. "What more do you want?"

"I think you need to be punished," Erin said pointedly. "I think you need to be taken over a knee and given a good spanking."

"What?" Janice cried out. "Well I never-"

"And clearly that's the problem," James cut his mother off. "I think you need to spanked right now."

Janice backed away from the pair of them. It seemed to her that they were ganging up on her. James stood his ground in the doorway, but Erin approached her mother slowly, taking the broom out of her hand and leaning it against the wall. Then the daughter took hold of her mother's wrist and led her towards the bedroom. James led the way down the hall. Janice was in a panic, unsure what was happening or how she was going to get away.

James sat down on the bed, his lean body rigid with determination. Erin pushed her mother over her husband's knees and held her down as James lifted Janice's skirt to expose her panty covered bottom. They were plain white, but her ass filled them out nicely. 

"Do it, James," Erin commanded and James began to smack one cheek and then the other. Janice cried out and kicked her legs, struggling to stand up, but Erin wouldn't let her and James held her in place. 

"I can't believe you are doing this to me! You just wait until your father hears about this!"

"I don't think Daddy is going to care one bit mom, you've been a bit of a bitch my whole life. Daddy agrees with us, you need this more than you know." 

James kept spanking his mother, his cock was hard in his pants and now Janice could feel it pressing into her belly. The feel of her son's hardened penis was more than she could comprehend, but it was stirring something inside of her. The whacks to her bottom were coming slower now, James was spending time caressing her cheeks after each smack. His fingers were lingering and exploring, pressing between her thighs and exploring the wetness that was growing there.

"I think she likes this," James announced. 

Erin smiled. "Oh? Does the lady protest too much?" Her voice had a hint of mocking and Janice snarled at her. "Oh come on mom, every woman likes to be spanked a little. You like it, admit it!"

"How can I like that my son is spanking me while my daughter watches? What kind of sicko do you think I am?"

"Oh you tell me what kind of sicko you are mom. Because I can clearly see by the wet spot on your panties that you do like it! So, what kind of perv are you mom? What kind of woman likes to have her ass smacked and groped by her son? Huh? What kind?"

Janice looked away, refusing to meet her daughter's eyes. She clenched her eyes shut, but she couldn't avoid James' probing fingers that had pulled her underwear to the side and now were exploring the edges of her pussy. She tried to close her legs, but he had wedged them open with his elbow, preventing her from closing them again. The wetness between her legs betrayed her and she cursed her weak will. But damn, it felt good to be touched like this! Her ass stung and she hadn't felt so turned on in years!  

"She's really wet," Erin remarked, watching her husband finger her mother's snatch. He pulled back her lips and exposed the red and pink center of her sex. He teased her entrance and Janice squirmed, trying to get him to push deeper but he refused. 

"Yeah, she's soaked," James agreed. "Looks like she enjoyed being spanked more than she let on." 

"I knew it," Erin said triumphantly. "I knew she'd like it. She's really a dirty little slut at heart, but too afraid to show it." 

"I am not a slut!" Janice cried out. 

"Really? If I told you that I'd let James fuck you right now, would you like that?"

"Oh she liked that thought a lot!" James announced. "Her pussy gasped when you said that!" 

Janice only harumphed, unable to say differently when her pussy was giving her up. 

"So would you like that mom? Would you like for me to tell James it's okay to fuck you?"

"Why do you want to torture me? It's not like you are really going to tell him to do that! I'm your mother for god's sake! Besides, what would your father say? See! I got you there!"

Erin hit play on the camcorder. Sound came out of the television, but the picture was still black.

"Is it okay if James fucks mom?" It was Erin's voice. There was a long silence and Janice looked at her daughter with disbelief. 

"If you think you can make it happen, then go for it." It was Frank's voice. He had just given his daughter permission for James to fuck her. 

"But why?" Janice was beyond confused. "Why?"

James didn't answer the question. He started fingering Janice's pussy, teasing her until she was creaming steadily into his hand. With his free hand he delivered another slap to her ass. 

"Why?" Erin asked, "because you need it. You need to be fucked by someone who is in charge of you." 

James pushed his mother off his knees and onto the carpeted floor. He undid his pants and let them drop to the floor. He hauled out his hard cock and stroked it a couple of times. Janice looked up in wonderment and realized what was about to happen. Her husband had said it was ok, so why should she argue? 

Erin watched as her husband positioned himself between her mother's thighs and guided his reddened penis into her mother's waiting gash. Janice groaned as he penetrated her. She watched in wonder as her husband fucked her mother. 

"Fuck mommy," Erin said encouragingly. She got down on the floor next to them and squeezed her mother's breasts. "Say it, mom. Say 'Fuck Mommy!'" Erin commanded. 

"F- fuck me, fuck mommy," Janice said tentatively. As James humped her with long, full strokes Janice came alive. "Oh, yeah baby, fuck mommy!" 

Erin stood up and fiddled with the television. A moment later the screen flickered and there was a picture of Frank mounting Erin from behind. Erin's face was buried in the comforter on the bed as her father was lunging into her backside. Janice recognized them both immediately and she began to cum like crazy on her sons cock. 

"Oh my fucking gawd!" Janice shouted. 

"That's what I said, mom," Erin agreed, groping herself. The sight of herself on the television was enough to push her over the edge and she needed to cum now. The sight of her husband and mother fucking coupled with the scene on the tv, it was too much for the young mother. She sat back on the floor and spread her legs, lifting her skirt up and running her fingers over the top of her pussy. She frigged herself to the sights and sounds before her. She wasn't surprised that Janice couldn't tear her eyes from the television. 

"Oh fuck!" James cried out and Janice held onto him tightly as he unloaded his seed into her willing cunt. 

"Clean him," Erin ordered her mother when James pulled out of her pussy. Janice reached out to take his cock in her hand to wipe him down but Erin cut her off. "Not with your hand, your mouth."

"I- I never-" Janice protested.

"This is part of your punishment. You will suck him clean." Erin's voice was steely and unbending. Janice looked as if she might argue, but gave up. She sat up and leaned close to James' crotch and took his slick cock in her mouth. 

James sighed as his mother slurped on his cock, sucking up their combined fluids from their mutual orgasms. She was gentle and loving, very different from the way Erin normally used her mouth. It wasn't worse, just a pleasant difference. Janice took her time and when she was finished James was half hard again. He thought of turning her over and fucking her again from behind, but Frank and Janie would be home soon. He stood up and helped Janice to her feet. 

Half an hour later Frank returned with Janie, each carrying half eaten ice cream cones. Janice was very sweet to her husband for the remainder of the visit. After the grandparents had left and Janie had been put to bed, James and Erin sat wide eyed at the computer and watched the video of Janice's punishment and fuck. 

"Oh baby, I can't believe you made it happen," James said excitedly, his cock hard in his pants as he watched Janice sucking his cock clean. 

"When she snapped at daddy, I knew we had her. It worked out even better than I thought! Hurry up and get undressed. I want to watch it again, but this time I want you to fuck my ass at the same time!" 

James took off his clothes and as Erin leaned over the chair and hit play on the video. She lifted her skirt and felt her husband pour the lube down the crack of her ass and work it into her brown eye with a finger. Soon the head of his cock was pushing into her, slipping past the circle of muscle. She groaned as he invaded her, his cock pushing deep into her tight channel. 

"Oh fuck baby, your ass is so tight!"

"Yes baby," Erin grunted as he fucked her. "Oh it feels so fucking good to have you in my ass!" Erin watched the video as her husband continued to use her forbidden passage and she felt a pang of guilt, he should have been the first one to take her that way. But she had given that gift to her father in the heat of the moment and it wasn't something she could take back. 

She watched her mother being fucked by her husband and it turned her on immensely. Erin rubbed her clit and she began to cum almost immediately. The steady flow of cunt cream was soaking her thighs and the pressure in her bum was making her light headed. Too bad her mother had never felt anything like this. 

That was it!

"Baby, I know how to make up for not giving you my cherry ass."

"How?" James was lost in the feeling of his wife's derriere. 

"You can take my mother's anal cherry!"



Daddy Saw His Chance



All participants are over 18.

*****

Every girl wants to be loved - by family, friends, and cute guys - but especially by her daddy. Girls want their daddies to lift them up when they are down, and laugh and celebrate them when times are good. They want daddy to think they are smart, kind, funny, and beautiful. Girls and their daddies should be best friends.

Things were rough at work. Daddy taught me a good work ethic; unfortunately, it was being taken advantage of. I was working long hours for moderate pay and low appreciation. I would leave early and come home late, completely drained from the day. My brain was practically mush after working such crazy hours for months, and I was too tired to do anything except zone out and sleep. It was making me crazy, but I needed the money. Daddy let me move back in with him after I finished college. He said it was to keep him from being lonely since his divorce, but I think it was to help me get on my feet financially before I moved out into the "real world."

One Friday, I worked my usual 12 hours and moped into the house at 7:15. I started my usual routine: enter the foyer, close and lock the door behind me, drop my purse, take off my coat and work shoes, and slump into the kitchen where Daddy was usually sitting, working on his laptop at the table, wearing his black-rimmed reading glasses. He would always say something sweet, like, "Hi Baby Girl - long day?" and I would put my arms around his neck and sigh, "Soooo long." He would smile, pat my hands, and go back to work. This night was no different; he patted my hands and went back to the charts he was working on before I got home. I turned toward the fridge to look for something warm and comforting to eat.

I opened the door to the fridge and stood there pouting - nothing comforting at all. I sighed (like I always do) and closed the door. I was prepared to give up on dinner and head to the couch, when Daddy said, "Go change. I'm going to finish up this presentation and then we're going to eat pizza and watch a movie." A huge smile crept across my face. Daddy is so sweet! He knew I was down and needed a lift, and he stepped up. I went back to my place behind him, wrapped my arms around his neck, and gave him a big kiss on the cheek. Daddy laughed and took his glasses off. He set them on the keyboard and reached for the phone. I squealed, "Thank you Daddy!" and ran up the stairs to change.

I burst into my room and flopped down on the bed, totally drained, but excited to eat and hang out with Daddy. He is such a good friend... I am a very lucky girl! I took a deep breath of air, signed, then rolled to the other side of the bed, stood up and started to undress. I pulled my blouse up over my head and tossed it into the laundry basket. I unbuttoned my pants and let them fall to the floor, bent down to take off my nylons, and tossed them all on top of my shirt. My favorite yoga pants were in the bottom of the basket, so I had to find something else to wear. I opened the closet door and started searching for comfy clothes.

I don't know if he was super quiet or if I was just too tired to listen, but either way, I didn't hear Daddy head up the stairs. If I had, I would have wrapped myself in a robe or towel, or ducked behind the closet door. I was only wearing my bra and panties! Daddy came up to ask me what movie I wanted to watch, and there I stood, back to him, almost naked. I don't know how long he was there because he stayed silent. I was totally surprised when I pulled a hoodie off the hanger and turned around to toss it onto the bed.

"Daddy!" I shrieked and jumped backward about a foot - he startled me! I dropped my sweatshirt and instinctively covered my bra and panties with my hands. My face turned fire-engine-red, and I realize now that my brain was too exhausted to tell me to duck into the closet! I stood in front of the open closet, my small hands trying to keep me modest, looking at Daddy, who was looking at me. He looked right into my eyes and I felt my face flush even more.

Daddy saw his chance. If this has been an unwanted outcome, he would have turned around and apologized, telling me he didn't see anything. Instead, Daddy stayed silent, kept his eyes focused on mine, and took two large steps forward. His stride brought him to the edge of the bed, where I had been just minutes before. He kept his eyes on mine and slowly walked around the mattress, coming closer to me. When he got to the end of the bed, I broke eye contact and turned my face away from him. I pulled my arm tighter to my breasts and spread my fingers wide across my crotch, nervous and embarrassed.

Daddy ended up on my side of the room, standing beside me. I could feel his presence but I couldn't see him - I was still turned away from him, very unsure of the situation. Daddy quietly walked over so he was standing directly in front of me. I closed my eyes, so, so nervous... He put his hands on my shoulders and pulled me close to him. He wrapped me into an uncomfortable hug, my arms between him and me, my feet still planted where they froze when he came in. Daddy whispered to me, "I love you Baby..."

Still in our awkward stance, and still totally embarrassed, I responded, "I love you too, Daddy." He whispered back, "Baby Girl, can you move your arms? I want to hug you tightly." I slowly dropped my arms, shuffled my feet closer to Daddy's, and wrapped my arms around his waist. I turned my head slightly to rest it under his chin. My body fit against his nicely; my breasts were comfortably pressed up against his chest.

Overworked and overtired, I nestled in closer to Daddy and sighed. His hands started stroking up and down my back, and the nerves and exhausted overcame me. The dam inside me broke and I started to cry. Daddy's shirt started to get wet from my tears. He heard me sniffle and pulled back from our hug. He put his hand under my chin and lifted my face; embarrassed, I closed my eyes and turned away. He kept his hand on my jaw and gently turned my gaze back to him. I looked at him through blurry, tear-filled eyes and saw him smile at me.

"Why are you crying, Baby Girl?" Daddy's smile made me smile - I started to laugh at how silly I must look, almost naked, crying and smiling. I wiped my eyes, sighed, and told Daddy how exhausted I was. I used up all my brain power every day at work, and when I got home I was so tired that I just wanted to sleep forever. He told me we had about an hour before the pizza would arrive, and that he be happy to hold off on the movie so I could rest. I was going to protest, but he put his hand on my elbow and lead me toward the bed. He sat down on the edge and tugged me down beside me.

I was sitting next to my Daddy, wearing only my delicates, and he was looking at me. I started to flush again. Daddy reached behind my back so he could put his hands on my shoulders and urge me to lie down. Too exhausted to resist, I turned my body and settled down into the mattress. Daddy took his hands off me and made sure I had a pillow beneath my head before I dropped. The duvet and pillowcase were sort of cool, but not enough to keep me from flushing again...

Daddy laid down beside me on his side. I turned my face toward him and nervously grinned. He looked comfortable, like we had done this together 1,000 times. He put his elbow down and propped his head up with one hand, and stroked my short hair with the other. Daddy looked into my eyes and talked to me, softly and seriously:

"Baby Girl, I love you very much, and I hate to see you so stressed out. You are a very smart girl, and you do so much for other people - your friends, your colleague, your bosses - and I would like to do something nice for you. I would like to treat you to a day of pampering. You can stay in bed late, and I will bring breakfast to you. After that I will draw you a nice warm bath, and I will wash your laundry while you soak. When you're finished, I'll bundle you up in blankets on the couch and wait on hand and foot. We can have whatever you like for dinner, and when you are ready to sleep, I'll tuck you into bed. Does that sound nice, princess?"

I was grinning from ear to ear, astounded by Daddy's generous offer, wanting to say yes but feeling guilty that he would need to take care of me like that. I shook my head light and said, "Daddy, that is very sweet, but I can't let you do that. It's too much!"

Daddy shook his head back at me, still smiling, and said, "Nothing is ever too much for my princess." He bent down and kissed me. My eyes opened wide in total shock, but it felt so, so, so good... Craving the intimacy, I closed my eyes and kissed Daddy back. He put his hand on my stomach and moved closer to my body as we kissed, his tongue starting to explore my mouth. I rolled onto my side, holding my breasts against his chest, lost in the sensations of kissing my Daddy.

Daddy's hands moved up my arms as we kissed. He stopped them on my shoulders and broke our kiss, pulling his head back to look into my eyes. I didn't speak, but I know that he was reading my mind - he knew that I was too tired to think about the implications of my actions, and that a little affection and attention was going to break down any of my remaining barriers. Staring into my eyes, looking all the way down to the depths of my soul, Daddy whispered, "Do you trust me?"

I blinked a few times, trying to register the question, and then I nodded. Of course I trust my Daddy; who doesn't?! I knew he would always love me and care for me, protect me and keep me safe, and I would always love and care for him in return. Daddy kissed me again, turning my body flat against the bed, and moving himself over me. He held himself up on his arms and intertwined his legs with mine. He slowly lowered himself down, pressing me into the mattress.

It had been a long time since I'd been intimate with anyone, so it didn't take long for my arousal to make itself known. I moaned as Daddy kissed me, and he slid his hands to the sides of my breasts, rubbing and caressing them gently. He slid his leg up mine so his denim-covered knee was touching my crotch. I opened my mouth to catch my breath, gasping, moaning with delight. Daddy took it as a cue to move his right hand to my pussy, replacing his knee with his fingers. He moved his hand slowly up and down my dampening panties, making me whimper.

Daddy rolled off of me, but he kept his hand on my panties. He alternated between rubbing his fingers in small circles and sliding them up and down my lips. My eyes were closed while I enjoyed his touch. When I turned my head to see Daddy's face, he looked very serious, concentrating and focusing on my body, looking down my stomach to my crotch where his hand was playing. He dragged his hand up over my lips, over my waistband, over my stomach, and he stopped at my breasts. He rubbed the tops that spilled out over my bra, and then he smiled at me again. I smiled back and he leaned down to kiss me.

"Baby girl, Daddy wants to see your body naked... Can he take off your clothes?" I squirmed uneasily, embarrassed and nervous, my cheeks flushed. I started to turn my head away when Daddy caught my chin. He turned my face toward him and asked again, "Do you trust me?" I nodded. Daddy asked me to sit up, and helped me up by the arm. He unclasped my bra from behind my back and pushed it forward over my breasts. He let the bra fall and cupped my breasts in each hand. He fondled them for a minute, rubbing his thumbs up over my nipples. I tipped my head back and moaned, thoroughly enjoying the new feelings. Daddy whispered, "Good girl..."

He laid me back down and stood up from the bed to take off his clothes. He pulled his tshirt up over his head and unbuckled his jeans. They fell to the floor and I was mesmerized by what I saw - Daddy's tight black underwear concealing his big bulge. I love seeing men's packages straining against their underwear; it's so sexy! I couldn't help myself... I sat up, turned toward Daddy, got onto my hands and knees, and crawled cross the matter to him. He smiled as he watched and moved closer to the bed for me. I opened my mouth wide and put it over his package. I let out a warm breath and heard Daddy grunt with pleasure. My pussy started to spasm at the erotic sound.

Daddy reached over me and rubbed my lower back and my butt with his hands while I held my mouth over his cock. He started to roll the waistband of my panties down but couldn't really reach, so I reached back to help him. I slipped my panties off over my butt and they fell to my knees. I rocked back to sit up and looked at Daddy's face. He whispered again, "Good girl..." 

Daddy pulled his underwear down and stepped out of them. He stood in front of me totally naked. I stared at Daddy's cock, hungry for it, dying to suck it for him. I leaned forward onto all fours again, opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue. Daddy put one hand on the back of my head and one on his cock. He moved his cock into my mouth, over my tongue, filling my mouth up. I closed my lips around him and moved back and forth, sucking his shaft, swirling my tongue around the head of his cock. Daddy moaned and grunted while I sucked. He let go of his cock so I could take more of it into my mouth. He laid his head back and encouraged me: "Good girl... Yesssss that feels so good... Oh princess, suck Daddy's cock..."

I took as much of Daddy into my mouth as I could and sucked faster and faster. My pussy was dripping wet, juice running across my lips and onto my thighs. I was prepared to suck until Daddy came, but he stopped me. He held his shaft and pulled out of my mouth. "Good girl... Daddy likes having his cock sucked by his princess..." He caught my gaze again and said, "Scoot back to the edge of the bed." Daddy walked around the mattress so he was positioned behind me. My pussy was in line with the end of the bed, my knees and elbows supporting my weight. I smiled, knowing Daddy was about to fuck me from behind, one of my favorite sexual positions.

Daddy rubbed his finger up my sopping wet slit and whispered, "Good girl..." He put his hands on my butt and stepped closer to me. I could feel his warm cock head nestling in between my pussy lips. I leaned down on my arms so my body was angled up toward him. Slowly Daddy pushed his hard cock into my cunt, quietly moaning and grunting as he did so. I whimpered with excitement, which made Daddy laugh. "Good girl... so excited to fuck Daddy's cock!" 

Daddy's slow entrance into my cunt was followed by a slow exit, another slow entrance, and another slow exit. The next time he pushed in faster and deeper, and the next time he didn't pull all the way out. Daddy was fucking me steadily, holding his hands on my butt. My face was bent down toward the mattress, and as Daddy picked up speed, I buried my face into the duvet. I whimpered and moaned as he fucked my pussy. Daddy was groaning and repeating, "Good girl... Good girl... Let Daddy fuck your beautiful cunt."

Daddy was fucking me hard and fast. It was too much to bear; I balled my fists and shoved my face into the mattress to scream. I came on Daddy's cock, squirting on his dick. Juices dribbled onto the blankets while Daddy fucked me. "Oh yessss, good girl, cum for Daddy..." Daddy never slowed while I came. He fucked me fast and hard while he brought me toward another orgasm. I came again, screaming into the blankets, squirting more pussy juice onto him. Daddy smiled and said, "Good girl, give it to Daddy. Give Daddy your pussy, baby..." I lifted my head from the blankets and moaned in ecstasy. "Daddyyyyyyyyyyy..." 

Daddy cried out, "Fuck baby girl, Daddy's going to cum!" He slammed into me a few more times, and then stilled as his cock spasmed and spurted into my pussy. Daddy came hard. He stood behind me with his cock pulsing inside me, his hands still squeezing my buttocks. I dropped my head to the mattress, tired and satisfied from our fuck. Daddy pulled his relaxed cock out of my pussy and gave me a pat on the butt. "Good girl," he said. I hesitated to sit up, knowing that our cum would drip all over the duvet. I stayed on my elbows and knees with my butt up in the air, a position that always makes me feel naughty.

Daddy walked back around the bed and picked up his underwear. He handed them to me and told me to put them between my legs. I slid them down to my crotch and clenched my thighs around them as I sat up. Daddy's cum dribbled through my hole and onto the undies, practically soaking them. I laid down on my side and put my head on the pillow, facing Daddy's naked body. He sat on the bed beside me and stroked my hair.

"You are my very special princess, you know that?" He smiled at me and leaned down for a kiss. My heart was full of love at that moment, more so than it had even been. I told Daddy that his offer of a day of pampering sounded nice, but I would much prefer to be fucked by him again. He laughed and bent down to kiss me on the forehead. He said he agreed one hundred percent, then he scooted close to me so I could rest my head on his chest.

I snuggled with Daddy for a few minutes while we replayed the recent events in our heads. Knowing that I would fall asleep if I stayed like that for long, I told Daddy we should get up and get ready for our movie date. He smiled and helped push me up off of him. I picked up my hoodie from the floor, pulled it on over my head, and turned to the closet for pants. Daddy cleared his throat, getting my attention. I turned around to face him and he said, "Unh uh, no pants."

I flushed again, confused and excited. Daddy said, "I want you to sit with me on the couch, and I want to touch your pussy while we watch the movie." I smiled an excited smile and picked up a throw blanket from my chair. I wrapped it around my waist and walked over to where Daddy was lying. He held out his hand so I could help pull him up. When he was in a sitting position, he pulled me down onto his lap. Daddy kissed me hard and deep. When we broke the kiss, he said, "You're such a good girl... Let's get you to the couch so you can relax."

I stood up off his lap. Daddy picked his clothes up off the floor and took my hand. He led me down the stairs into the living room. He pointed to the couch, and I took my cue to be seated. I watched as he pulled on his tshirt and stepped into his jeans, preparing to greet the pizza delivery man. Daddy headed back to the kitchen to close up his presentation for the night.

I sat warm in my hoodie and blanket and smiled, closing my eyes and replaying the night over and over. I was totally exhausted, totally satisfied, and totally overwhelmed with love. Daddy is my best friend, and now my lover, too.



Daddy Saw His Chance Pt. 02



All participants are over 18.

*****

I woke with a smile on my face this morning, remembering all the fun I had last night when Daddy and I had sex. Last night after work, Daddy came to my room and caught me nearly naked. Instead of turning and leaving the room, like he would have done if he didn't want to see me naked, he saw his chance to start a sexual relationship with me. I didn't know Daddy wanted to have that kind of a relationship with me. I didn't know I wanted to, either; I just thought he loved me like a Daddy loves his daughter. Now we have a special bond. It's incredible, and still a little unbelievable!

After we made love, Daddy ordered me to the couch to relax before dinner and a movie. Daddy's offer to play with my pussy while we watched sort of changed the course of the evening we had planned - it was suddenly far more exciting! I ate faster than I've ever eaten before, excited to connect with Daddy again. I set my empty plate aside and settled back into the couch cushions, not quite full, but too anxious to eat more. I silently begged Daddy to finish dinner, impatiently waiting for whatever was in store for us next. He turned to me and smiled, and he must've seen right through my brain, because he started laughing a deep, rich laugh that made my pussy tingle. I don't think he was really done eating, but he set his plate with mine and turned to face me.

We had never discussed the possibility of becoming lovers. We had never discussed ANYTHING intimate, about ourselves, each other, or any combination of the two. Daddy and I were two adults, living separately together, going about our daily lives as adults do. I wasn't sure what to expect - I trusted Daddy implicitly, so I reminded myself to act normally (aka: try not make too much of a fool of myself!) and let him lead the way. Daddy took my hands in his and began talking softly and seriously:

"Baby Girl, you are very special to Daddy. You are beautiful and loving, and Daddy enjoyed fucking you very much. I think we should talk about what comes next. I want you to ask me any questions that you have, and we will work through the answers together, alright?" I nodded lightly, excited by Daddy talking about fucking me and hoping I wouldn't have to wait long for another go.

"Now that we have made love, princess, I think we should be together, and commit to each other. Your body and your heart will be Daddy's for the keeping. Your mind is yours, but disobedient or naughty things like mouthiness or straying from Daddy's wishes will be punished. You will have my heart, and I will share my body with you as I see fit. Daddy will be your master, and you will be his submissive girl." He stopped talking for a moment, probably because he saw my eyes glaze over in disbelief. I swallowed hard and closed my eyes. Daddy squeezed my hands and asked if I had any questions for him.

There were about one million things rolling through my head, but I had a difficult time forming them into questions. I kept my eyes shut for another minute while Daddy patiently waited. All I knew of submissive relationships were what I'd read and seen online - I instantly pictured the things that scared me the most and gasped. Daddy took my chin firmly in his hand and told me to open my eyes. I shut them tighter, trying to keep the tears from falling out, but one escaped and rolled down my left cheek. He wiped it away with the back of his free hand and whispered, "Do you trust me?"

Again, Daddy was offering me his love and kindness. I opened my eyes to look at him and nodded into his palm. Of course I trusted him - hadn't we covered that earlier? I sighed and mustered up the courage to speak. It wasn't much courage, mind you, so it came out as a meek whisper. Daddy released my chin and took my hands in his again. "Go ahead, child, tell Daddy what is worrying you." He was so calm and gentle to me... I sighed and started to talk.

"Daddy, I love you, and I had a lot of fun with you upstairs, but..." I took a deep breath, looking for more courage; I found just enough to keep going, albeit quietly. "I am afraid of being a submissive. When I see pictures of them on the internet..." My face flushed as I realized I was confessing my pornography fetish to Daddy. He stroked my hair a few times, urging me to continue. "When I see them online they are wearing tight outfits, and masks, and leashes, and collars... I don't like those things, Daddy. I feel like leashes and collars are for dogs, not for people..." I closed my eyes again, afraid that I had said the wrong thing and that Daddy would be upset with me for not complying with his wishes. He continued to stroke my hair and leaned in to kiss the damp spot on my cheek.

"Baby Girl, every person is different and enjoys different things; not all relationships are the same. You will need to trust Daddy to keep you safe and to do things that will bring us pleasure. I will not ask you to wear a collar and a leash, but I will ask you to do things that you have never done before, and I will need you to obey." I nodded slowly, absorbing the information he offered. "Daddy promises to keep you safe, princess..." I stretched my arms toward him and Daddy leaned in for a hug. My heart was heavy with love for him, and my biggest fear had been allayed. No leash or collar. I sighed contentedly.

Daddy sat back and looked at me. "I love you, princess. Do you have any more questions for Daddy?" I did, but I had complete faith in my Daddy's promise to keep me safe, so I shook my head no. Daddy grinned. "You have made me very happy tonight, child. Daddy would like to pleasure you now; would you like that?" I smiled from ear to ear and nodded. "Say yes, baby girl, Daddy needs to hear you." I flushed, swallowed hard, and responded, "Yes, Daddy."

"Good girl. Take your sweatshirt off and come sit in front me." I lifted my hoodie over my head while Daddy got up and undressed. No pants, like Daddy had said upstairs, just the blanket I wrapped around my waist before we came down. Daddy sat back down with his back against the arm of the couch. He put his right leg against the back of the couch and his foot on the floor so there was room for me to sit between his legs. I pulled my blanket up over my exposed breasts and scooted back into him. Daddy grabbed the corners of the blanket and fluffed it into the air so the it would fall down around our legs. He left my chest uncovered and placed his open palms over my nipples.

"Don't be shy around your Daddy, child. Daddy wishes to see your beautiful good girl body, the body that he owns now." I squirmed slightly and pushed back into Daddy's chest, feeling exposed and vulnerable. Daddy whispered, "Trust me," while he rubbed his palms over my hardening nipples. He tightened his thighs, pressing mine tight together. "Is your pussy wet for me, child? Is it wet for Daddy?" I closed my eyes and moaned in pleasure. He moaned, too, and closed his hands over my breasts, squeezing them firmly.

"Daddy wants to taste your pussy, princess. I want you to turn around now and sit on the couch with your feet on the floor." He dropped his hands to the blanket and pulled it off of us. I pivoted my body so I was sitting square on the sofa. Daddy climbed off the couch onto the floor and crawled over to my legs. "Good girl. Now lift your feet onto the couch and put your hands on your knees. Part your thighs for Daddy." I did as I was told, and my heart began to pound at this new level of exposure. "Good girl. Look at that beautiful pussy... Daddy is going to lick your cunt now princess. Keep your hands on your knees; do not move them unless I say so."

I watched Daddy's head move toward my wet pussy. He inhaled deeply and groaned. He kissed the top of my pussy; I closed my eyes and moaned loudly. Daddy snickered with satisfaction and kissed my pussy again. He put his hands on my thighs and parted my pussy lips with his thumbs. Daddy's warm tongue began slowly slipping up and down my pink folds. He flattened his tongue and pressed it onto my clit. I inhaled sharply, which made Daddy snicker again. "Good girl. Your pussy is so soft and sweet, Daddy is enjoying having his mouth on his good girl's sex."

Daddy continued to lick my cunt, alternating between my lips, my clit, and my dripping wet hole. He licked faster and I moaned louder. I was close to cumming. Daddy lifted his right hand and pushed his middle finger into my cunt. My muscles clenched around it, begging for more. I whispered over and over, "Daddy... Yes Daddy... Yes Daddy..." 

Daddy pushed his finger deeper and said sternly, "Do not cum until Daddy says so, baby girl. You are mine now and I will control your body and your pleasure. If you do cum without Daddy's permission, he will have to punish you. Do you understand?" I shut my eyes tightly and dug my fingers into my knees, trying to distract myself from the pleasure in my pussy. Daddy repeated, "Do you understand? Say yes so I can hear you."

I whispered loudly, "Yes, Daddy!" He fingered me slowly while I whimpered, dying to cum but afraid to do so. After another minute of having my pussy prodded and licked, Daddy thrust his finger deep inside me. He growled, "Now, child; cum for me now." He poked his tongue at my cunt and I lost control. I pulled my legs up toward my chest, lifting my feet off the couch, and came very, very hard on Daddy's face. My muscles clamped down on his finger and my pussy spasmed rapidly. Juices ran out of my slippery pussy and onto Daddy's lips. Daddy groaned and licked his tongue over my hole, tasting my sweet nectar. "Good girl... Good girl..."

My tense muscles relaxed and I sank back into the couch cushions, releasing my knees. Daddy cleared his throat to get my attention; I looked at him and he mouthed the word "knees." I quickly replaced my hands, fearful that I was going to be punished. My face flushed and my heart felt like it was going to beat right out of my chest, I was so scared! Daddy looked directly into my eyes and said, "Remember the rules, child: Daddy owns your body and your pleasure. Your first mistake is forgiven, but this is the only time Daddy will allow you to go without punishment. Do you understand?" I remembered the other rule: speak so Daddy could hear me. I shyly responded, "Yes, Daddy..."

Daddy rose from his knees and stood in front of me with his erect cock at my eye-level. I had sucked it earlier that night, before Daddy plunged it into my pussy and fucked me from behind. He began to command me: "Take your hands off your knees now. Put your legs on the floor. Lean forward and kiss Daddy's cock." I did as I was told and placed a kiss on the tip, wet with pre-cum. Daddy groaned. "Does that taste nice princess?" I smiled and responded, "Yes, Daddy."

Daddy continued: "Open your mouth wide for Daddy. Wider... Open it all the way so I can see your throat. Good girl..." My mouth was stretched as wide as it would go, and I was almost panting with excitement. Daddy stepped toward me so the fat head of his cock was at my lips. He put my hands on his hips. "Daddy's going to cup the back your head and fuck your mouth like a pussy. Daddy will try not to cum, so he can fill up your cunt again tonight. Keep your hands on Daddy's hips, and do not move them." He reached down and pulled my head toward him. His cock was in my open mouth between my lips. "Close your lips for Daddy. That's it, good girl, tighten your grip on Daddy's hard penis."

I closed my lips and moaned onto his shaft. The head of Daddy's cock was on my tongue, waiting to prod the back of my throat. He started to move slowly, in and out, in and out, moving my head back and forth as he did. I breathed steadily through my nose while Daddy praised me. "Good girl. You are sucking Daddy's cock nicely. Daddy likes using his child's mouth like he will use her pussy soon. Yessss princess, make those noises for Daddy..." I was enjoying being Daddy's submissive girl, having him tell me just what to do so I would know I was pleasing him. It made me feel very special to make Daddy's cock hard and to know he loved me so much.

Daddy's cock probed my mouth deeper and deeper, and though I tried to keep up with the change in tempo, I lost control of my breathing. I began to choke on his cock, gagging as he fucked my mouth. My eyes began to well with water, party from choking and partly from fear. I tightened my grip on Daddy's hips, expecting him to stop and let me catch my breath, but instead he threw his head back and moaned. "Ohhhh baby, you are Daddy's dirty girl! Breathe through your nose while I stuff my cock down your throat! Keep sucking! Daddy will keep you safe." My mouth filled with saliva, and spit trickled out of my mouth onto my chin. I choked a little more before I regained my rhythm and breathed heavily through my nose. Daddy kept fucking me deeply. My eyelids overflowed and water poured over my cheeks.

"Try to relax your throat, princess; Daddy wants to go deeper now. Trust Daddy; relax those muscles. Just keep breathing. Good girl..." He pushed his pelvis forward further with each thrust, causing me to gag slightly while I tried to accommodate his cock. I held his hips tighter so I would remember not to let go. I felt Daddy's pace quicken. More spit was dribbling down my face, dripping onto my breasts. Daddy closed his eyes and tipped his head back, and I could hear him moaning, "Fuck, fuck, fuck..." in time with his thrusts.

Soon Daddy slowed his cock and pulled back toward my lips. My cheeks and chin were wet from tears and saliva that built as I choked on his thick cock. Daddy held my face in his hands and wiped my tears with his thumbs. "Good girl. You have a beautiful mouth, princess; Daddy has to stop fucking it before he cums." He pulled out and I coughed. Daddy smiled and bent down to kiss each of my damp cheeks. He wiped my chin with the back of his hand. "Lie flat on the couch, girl - Daddy wants to make love to his beautiful princess. Put your head on the arm rest and spread your legs."

Daddy positioned himself between my legs and slowly pushed his cock into my wet pussy. He kissed me while he fucked me. We moaned into each others' mouths as Daddy's dick massaged my hot pink cunt. Daddy fucked me faster and deeper. I gripped the couch cushions under me, trying to remember not to cum until I was ordered to. It was hard to resist because Daddy felt so good! Finally I heard him say, "Cum for me, princess, squirt your cum onto Daddy's cock!"

I clenched his cock as I came, yelling, "Daddyyyyyyy!" as I did, spraying hot pussy juice onto his balls and his thighs. I whimpered as he fucked me through the orgasm. I could feel Daddy's wet balls slapping against my pussy. It was too much for him resist - he grunted as he slammed into me hard, over and over in quick succession, pumping his dick into my cunt, shooting his cum inside me. He held still as the last drops left his body, and between ragged breaths whispered, "Good girl... Good girl..."

Daddy got up and held out his hand to pull me off the couch. As I stood, his cum dribbled out of my pussy and down my thighs. The feeling was wonderful! Daddy kissed me and patted my bum. "Off to bed now, princess. You have been a very good girl tonight. Tomorrow we will talk more about your submissiveness. Daddy loves you very much, child. Sleep tight and have pleasant dreams." He kissed me once more. I smiled and walked upstairs, naked and messy with our cum, holding on to the rail so I didn't drop from exhaustion.

When I got to my room I yanked back the duvet and fell onto the mattress - the mattress that Daddy had fucked me on earlier. I snuggled under the blankets and wrapped my arms across my body, completely satisfied. I dreamt of Daddy all night, thinking of all the ways he would make me submit to him now, and how happy I was to be his Good Girl.



Daddy Saw His Chance Pt. 03



All participants are over 18.

*****

I woke up smiling on Saturday morning. I remembered Daddy's hands on my breasts, his cock in my mouth, his rock hard dick in my pussy... It was all real, and I committed to Daddy last night. I was achy from our adventures and sticky with our cum, desperate for a shower. I walked down the hall to the bathroom and turned on the faucet. While the water warmed I pulled a fluffy towel from the cupboard. I stepped into the shower and pulled the curtain closed. As the water poured over my body, I soaped up all the places Daddy explored and smiled as I remembered the sex we shared. I washed my hair and rinsed my body from head to toe.

The bathroom mirror was foggy from the steam. I looked at my blurry self and saw my shapely silhouette in a whole new way than ever before. I saw a young woman's body, curvy, with large breasts and wide hips, but proportionate and smooth. I hoped that Daddy was happy with my body - I had no idea what his tastes were, but I made a mental note to ask him sometime. A minute later, while I was toweling my legs, I stopped when a new thought crossed my mind: was I allowed to ask Daddy things like that now?

I sighed and finished drying myself. I really had no idea what I was getting in to, but the way Daddy's love made me feel inside, I knew it was worth pursuing. I wrapped the towel around my chest and tucked the corner into the top. I started thinking about what to wear for the day as I walked back to my room. Daddy wanted to talk to me today, about my "submissiveness," and I had no idea what one would wear for such an event. I didn't have to worry about it for long, because there was an outfit laid on my bed. Daddy must have put it there for me while I was in the shower! My smile stretched from ear to ear - Daddy is such a thoughtful person, and he always takes care of me.

I unwrapped the towel, threw it over my head, dried my short hair as much as I could, and hung the wet towel on the back of my door. Daddy had left one of his old, faded rock band t-shirts and some plaid boxer briefs on top of a pair of my blue jeans. There was no bra in the pile. The boxers made me feel super kinky, and I absolutely loved wearing Daddy's shirt. It was like he was right there with me, hugging me tight. I sat on the edge of the bed and hugged myself, holding Daddy's shirt close to my skin. I hadn't put my jeans on yet when Daddy appeared in the doorway.

"Hello Princess - you look lovely hugging yourself like that. Let's have a look." He walked toward the bed with an outstretched hand. I took it and stood up silently, my smile speaking loudly enough for both of us. I did a full turn so he could see my outfit. "Good girl. You're very beautiful. Put on the pants that I left for you and come join me in the kitchen." I nodded; Daddy turned and left the room. I put on my jeans and ran a brush through my hair. I stood stiffly with my arms at my sides, took a deep breath, and reminded myself to walk slowly down the stairs so I didn't seem so anxious and foolish, even though I felt like barreling down the stairs and jumping onto Daddy's back like a little kid!

Daddy was at the kitchen table with his laptop and glasses. I didn't get a good view of the screen, but there were no charts or spreadsheets like I was used to seeing. I took my seat across the table from Daddy and pulled from grapes from the bunch in the fruit bowl on the table. I hadn't eaten much the night before because I was so excited to make love to Daddy, and now I was trying to keep my stomach from growling.

Daddy lowered the computer screen so he could look at me. He took off his glasses and hooked them into his shirt collar. He looked directly into my eyes, cleared his throat, and asked, "Did Daddy's good girl have fun last night?"

I nodded. Oh, shoot! Speak! Panic set in and I yelled, "Yes, Daddy!" It had been less than a day and I'd already forgotten a rule! Ohhhh this was going to be difficult... He said I would be punished for disobedience, but I don't remember him saying what I would have to endure. I just yelled at my Daddy; my cheeks were burning red from embarrassment. I frantically grabbed more grapes and shoved them into my mouth, telling myself 'shut up, you idiot!'

Daddy seemed unfazed by the event. "What we did last night was very special, but it will have to be our secret. Daddy does not want anyone to know that you and he are being intimate together. It would be too difficult for someone to understand. Daddy loves you very much and wants to keep you all to himself. That means I will not date other women, and Daddy expects you not to date any other men. Is that clear Princess?"

My heart was aching from the love I felt at that moment. Daddy wanted ME! Only me and no one else, and I was honored. I swallowed the last of my grapes and tried to contain my excitement. "Yes, Daddy. I love you, too." He smiled and reached his hand across the table for me to squeeze. I thought he was going to let go, but instead he kept his hand in mine and stood up from the table. He walked around to me and bent down to kiss me. I pouted a little as he broke the kiss, which made him chuckle. He picked up his laptop and asked me to follow him to the livingroom.

Daddy sat on the couch with his back against the arm, just the way he had last night. He took his glasses from his collar and put them on, then patted the cushion, inviting me to snuggle between his legs again. He put the computer on my lap and lifted the lid. On the screen was a short list:

-Trust

-Commitment

-Obedience

-Love

-Confidence

-Speak your answers

-No collar/leash

I recognized the items - Daddy told me last night he wanted to be my master and for me to be his submissive. I was too dumbfounded to carry on a conversation about it, but I knew it was on the agenda for today. I read the list over and over while Daddy rubbed his hands on my thighs. It was making me more relaxed and more tense at the same time!

"This will be our set of rules. I want you to tell me things that you want to put on the list, and we will talk about them together to decide if they should be added or not. Do you have any questions about what Daddy has already written?" I read the list again quickly and pointed to the word 'confidence' on the screen. As nervous as I was to ask, I knew that this list was going to shape my future, and I knew how important it was to understand and agree to everything on it. I asked, "What do you mean by confidence?"

"Remember last night when you brought that silly blanket with you and tried to cover up your breasts? Baby, you are beautiful, and Daddy does not want you to be embarrassed about anything, ever. You must have confidence in yourself and in your body. Daddy is proud of you and wants you to be proud of yourself, too." That all made sense; it was going to take some work, since 'embarrassed' could have been my middle name, but I was willing to try if it would make Daddy happy.

Daddy asked what things I would like to add to the list. I was nervous to ask, and he could tell by my delay that he would need to intervene. He reached around me to the keyboard and typed 'HONESTY' in capital letters. 

I tensed, afraid that Daddy was mad at me for not answering quickly enough, but he moved his hands to my shoulders and whispered, "Do you trust me?" Those magic words were enough to melt my fears. I moved the laptop to the coffee table, stood up, turned around, and sat back down on the couch, facing Daddy. He laughed out loud at my sudden burst of bravery. He took my hands in his and pulled me forward for a kiss. I moaned onto his lips. My nipples were stiff and rubbing on his shirt, and my pussy was dribbling onto his boxers. I couldn't wait to have sex with him again! Once again he broke the kiss and stared into my eyes. "Tell me, my good girl, what else do you want to put on this list?" 

"I know you want me to be your submissive, but I don't know when or for how long. Do I do it all the time or just sometimes? If we don't want people to know, then we can't do things together in public, right?" 

"Daddy will own your body and your pleasure at all times. When we are out in public, people will see us as a father and a daughter - there will be no kissing or sexual behavior. When we are at home, Daddy will ask you to do things whenever and wherever he wants to, and you are expected to obey. I promise to keep you safe from harm, princess, but you will need to always trust me."

For some reason, I was a little let down when Daddy said there would be no public displays of affection, but I realized I was being silly. Of course the general population would not understand our arrangement, so really, it was for the best. I needed more clarification of the body ownership business, so I asked, "What kind of things do I need to ask your permission for? What clothes I have to wear? What I can eat? When I can go to the bathroom? Oh, god, wait, you don't want me to..." My face flushed red again and I swallowed hard. Daddy cocked his head to the side with a concerned look on his face; he needed to know what was going through my mind. He squeezed my hands tightly with one of his and lifted my chin with the other. He looked at me and waited.

If I didn't explain myself soon, I might be stuck with things I didn't really want. This was my chance to help shape the rules, so I had to toughen up and get my words out. "I want to be able to do things myself and not have to ask for everything. I know I will have to ask for some stuff, but not everything, right? I mean, I like that you put these clothes out for me today, but obviously I have to go to work during the week, and I want to be able to pick out my own outfits. And the bathroom thing... Some stories I've read are very restrictive about bathroom usage and when and where..." My eyes dropped, realizing I was adding a lot of "no" items to our list of rules, and I felt like a dope again.

Daddy leaned forward and kissed my forehead. "Confidence, child. You needn't worry about asking for these things - we are creating the rules together, and you are well within your rights to tell me what you like and don't like. I don't intend to micromanage your entire life, just the times that you are here with me, and especially the times that we are being intimate. I trust that you will do your best to please me and obey the rules. You are Daddy's very special princess, and I love you very much." I smiled as he turned to the keyboard to type 'No bathroom restrictions.'

"Daddy, I have one more question, but I don't know if I'm allowed to ask it."

Daddy's eyebrow raised - he was intrigued. "My dear, you and I just had a conversation about me scheduling your bathroom breaks, and now you are afraid to ask me something?" He snickered at the thought. "Ask away, sweetheart."

"What body type do you prefer? Curvy or... not?" Daddy stifled a laugh - he knew that my self-esteem was in his hands now, and a laugh would have killed it. He was a fan of all body types (especially naked ones) and was happy to have large breasts to play with and wide hips to hold on to while we fucked. He held my hands and told me that curvy was perfect, and that I must believe him when he tells me I am beautiful. I grinned from ear to ear and squeezed Daddy's hands.

"If there is nothing else, my love, I would like to do something that we have not done yet." He lifted his hands to my cheeks and ran his thumbs over my lips. "Daddy wants to cum in your mouth, child... I want my good girl to suck my cock and swallow all of my cum. Take off your jeans and my clothes. Let me watch you." I stood from the couch to undress. I crossed my arms over my chest, grabbed the hem of the shirt and pulled it up over my head. My chest was cold and it made my nipples hard. I unbuttoned my jeans and swirled my hips, practicing my 'confidence' as I shimmied out of the boxers. I licked my lips for Daddy - he smiled and winked at me. I bent to pick the clothes up off the floor. My large, heavy tits hung down in front of me. Daddy said, "Walk over to me. Stay bent over so I can see your breasts sway as you do."

I took a few steps toward the couch so I stopped right in front of Daddy. He reached out and put his hands under my tits to support them. He groped them a little, massaging my nipples with his palms. He pushed them up and removed his hands so they fell hard; I had to steady myself on the couch so I didn't fall with them. "Climb up onto the couch. Get on your hands and knees. Hang your breasts over my cock." Daddy unbuttoned his flannel shirt. I could see the bulge in his lounge pants, stressing the button that was holding him in. He released the button and pulled his cock through the slit; it was standing at attention and dripping with precum. I dangled my breasts over it, swaying over the tip, coating my nipples with his clear liquid.

Daddy groaned when he felt my nipples hit the tip of his throbbing cock. He put his hands on my breasts and directed them toward either side of his dick, then pulled me down so I was surrounding him. Daddy's fat cock was stuffed between my tits. He massaged my skin while moving his cock up and down, in and out of the tight, warm cocoon of my breasts. He spoke with ragged breath: "Stick your tongue out, my good submissive girl... Lick the tip of Daddy's cock." As his cock poked through my cleavage, my tongue touched his mushroom head. "Good girl..." He fucked my tits faster. The more I licked, the more wet my tits got, and the faster Daddy could slide his dick up and down them. He gripped my breasts tightly; they were turning red from his hands.

Daddy slowed his strokes and released my chest. His cock was thick with veins and his head was purple. "Lean down and suck my cock, child." I grinned and knelt to my forearms, sticking my naked butt into the air. I felt so dirty and vulnerable in that position; it was definitely my favorite. I opened my mouth and hovered over Daddy's cock. I dipped my head so his cock was in my mouth, closed my lips, and moaned as I slid his cock out. Daddy's head fell back and he moaned. "Fuck princess, your mouth is so tight on Daddy's cock..."

I sucked Daddy in and out, moaning so the vibrations from my lips would echo through his cock. Daddy alternated between stroking my hair and reaching down to feel my breasts. His hips started to pump up and down in time with my mouth, pushing himself deeper inside. "Daddy wants to fuck your mouth, princess... Stay still, let me move your head." I braced myself and made sure I was breathing through my nose so I wouldn't choke like the night before. I relaxed my neck so Daddy could push and pull my head without hurting me. He slowly began moving my lips up and down his shaft. Daddy groaned and hissed as he did so.

"Daddy loves fucking his good girl's mouth. You are such a good girl for Daddy... Reach your hand down and play with your pussy. Think of how Daddy licks it and makes it all wet. Get your little clit nice and hard for me." I stretched my arm to rub my pussy. It was already wet enough to finger. Daddy's hands wrapped around my head and pulled me up and down, up and down onto his thick cock. I rubbed around my pussy lips with my middle finger and touched my clit with another. I swirled my finger in circles around my stiff nub and moaned more onto Daddy's cock. "Good girl... Touch your cunt for Daddy... Do not cum unless Daddy says so."

I slowed my rubbing so I wouldn't be in danger of disobeying the rule. Daddy kept fucking my lips. I swirled my tongue around his cock; Daddy grunted and fucked deeper into my mouth. "Good girl... Keep doing that for Daddy... Mmmmmm yes princess, Daddy's going to cum in your mouth!" Daddy fucked faster and faster. I did my best to move my tongue so he could cum down my throat. After a few more pumps, Daddy tensed. "Daddy's cumming - swallow, baby, swallow Daddy's cum!" I felt his dick pulse and spurt hot cum into the back of my mouth. After a few shots hit my throat, I swallowed his gift, and swallowed a few more times to clear my throat of his warm white cum. "Good girl..." Daddy slowly moved my head off his cock and dropped back against the arm rest, totally exhausted. 

I stayed in my crouching position with my hand on my pussy, not moving, awaiting Daddy's instructions. He lifted his head so he could see me. "Turn around. Stay on your hands and knees. Bring your pussy to Daddy." I awkwardly turned my body around, trying to keep from falling off the couch. When my pussy was facing Daddy, I dropped back down to my forearms so my butt was in the air. Daddy put his hands on my butt cheeks and pushed them down so my cunt was in line with his mouth.

"You did a wonderful job sucking on my cock; you followed all of my instructions. Now Daddy wants to make his good girl cum for him." He placed his hands on the back of my thighs and spread my puffy lips apart. I felt his stiff tongue slide up my slit, slowly at first, with a long time in between licks. I was dying for more, it felt so good... Daddy told me to rub my clit for him, but to be careful not to cum. His hands spread my lips further apart as the tongue strokes became longer and more torturous; after a couple of minutes I was squirming around and moaning. "Daddyyyyyy... Mmmm Daddy, yessss..."

Daddy stopped licking. "Tell me what you want, child - do you want to cum? Tell Daddy how badly you want to cum for him."

I wiggled my ass in the air while I waited for him to put his warm tongue back onto my pussy. "Daddy, please, please let me cum! I want to cum for you so badly! Please let your good girl cum!" It felt so good to be so naughty for Daddy... He chuckled and returned to my cunt. This time he plunged his tongue in and out of my wet hole. I still hadn't received Daddy's permission to cum; I buried my face into the couch and screamed in pleasure, hoping I could hold off until he allowed me to let go. I pinched and squeezed my clit, trying to distract myself from the pleasure of Daddy's mouth. I begged and pleaded, "Daddy, pleeeeease, I need to cum Daddyyyyyy!"

Daddy continued to fuck my pussy with his tongue, faster and deeper, his spit mixing with my wet cunt juice in his mouth. Daddy loved the taste and started to suck. It drove me wild! He decided he had tortured me enough, and he kept his lips to my skin while he commanded, "Cum! Cum for me!" The vibrations sent me over the edge - Daddy pushed his tongue into my slippery wet cunt and I came, squirting hot pussy juice onto his tongue and chin. I threw my head back and moaned as I came hard for my Daddy. He kept his tongue inside while my muscles pulsed around him. My body tensed as I rode my orgasm. I panted and moaned for my Daddy, whose face was wet with my cum. 

As I came down from my high I whispered repeatedly, "Thank you, Daddy, thank you..." I dropped my body to the couch, my arms stretched out in front of me, and my belly resting on my thighs. Daddy rubbed his hands over my back and called me his good submissive girl. He patted my butt, letting me know it was time to move. I sat up and turned sideways on the couch so he could move his legs. He turned and sat beside me so he could see the list on the computer screen. He pointed to the word 'love' and turned to kiss me. My tongue dipped into Daddy's mouth and I could taste my pussy juice on his lips.

"I love you Daddy..."



Daddy Saw His Chance Pt. 04



All participants over 18.

This one is quick and void of the pet names folks were not happy with. Enjoy!



I found Daddy in his comfy recliner, watching football. He smiled at me and patted his lap; I tossed my legs over his and sat sideways in front of him. I wiggled my butt on him and giggled. Daddy muted the tv and put his arms around me.

"I love you sitting with me like a good girl. You make Daddy very happy. I'm so glad you agreed to be with me; I have been very horny and have wanted to fuck you for a while. Daddy would lie in bed at night with his cock in his hands and think about his good girl's pussy while he masturbated...." I squirmed with pleasure as my pussy moistened. Daddy's words always made me hot, as did the thought of him holding his cock and jacking off.

Daddy moved his pelvis up and down, humping my thigh, getting both of us excited. "Do you like that princess? Do you like to feel Daddy's hard cock rubbing against your thighs?" I moaned, "Yes I do...."

"You know that makes you a very naughty girl, right? And very naughty girls sometimes need to have a spanking?" My face blushed and my thighs clenched together. I was very excited by the thought of Daddy giving me a spanking. I always got wet and very close to cumming when I was spanked. I whispered, "I'm sorry I'm a naughty girl, Daddy...."

"Stand up, princess. Take off your pants and your panties." I stood to drop my trousers and pull my panties down over my hips. I stood half-naked in front of Daddy. I put my arms to my sides and anxiously awaited his instructions. "Good girl. Come lay over my lap." I walked to his side and bent over the arm of the chair. It was too high to kneel so I pressed my knees against the side and arched my butt up over the cushion. I stretched my body across Daddy's lap, resting my breasts on his thighs and stretching my arms over the side of the chair, holding on to the arm rest.

"You are Daddy's good girl, but you are also very naughty, sitting on his lap and making his cock hard. Naughty girls need a spanking." His hand moved around in circles on my butt cheeks, caressing them with his palms. I moaned and squirmed around on his lap. Daddy squeezed each cheek with his whole hand, smiling at the white reflection of his fingers when he let go, and reveling in the thought of giving his good girl a good spanking.

Suddenly Daddy's hand stilled, then lifted from my rear. I held my breath, excited for what was coming. I felt a light smack. I gasped from the surprise. It didn't hurt at all. A few seconds later I got another spank, a little harder than the first. I got one more smack, still harder than the others. I winced and a tiny 'ah' sound escaped my lips. It stung a little, but it also felt so, so good....

I wanted more. I pressed my feet to the floor and pushed my butt up higher toward Daddy's hands. "Such a dirty girl, wanting to be spanked by her Daddy...." He moaned his approval and spanked me harder, once, twice, and a third time, alternating between my cheeks. "Daddy's naughty girl likes this spanking, doesn't she? Do you like feeling Daddy's big, strong hands on your ass?" He rubbed his hand in circles around each cheek before bringing it down for a smack. With the first slap I cried, "Yes, Daddy!" Each slap made me screech; I buried my face into the cushion to quiet myself. I gripped the arm of the chair so hard that my knuckles were turning white. He spanked me again, and again, and again!

My ass was turning red from the assault. "Oh baby, your ass looks so good, all red with my handprints all over it...." Daddy sharply inhaled and rubbed my back, admiring his work. My butt was stinging and I was grateful for a break. Daddy slowly slid his hand down the crack of my ass and continued down to touch my pussy. "You're wet, princess...." His fingers dragged over my wet, puffy lips, rubbing my sticky folds. Instinctively, I started to spread my legs apart so Daddy could have better access. "Good girl. Part your legs for Daddy." I spread my feet as wide as I could. He flattened his hand and held it over my pussy lips, then pulled it back and slapped his palm against my cunt. I pulled my face from the cushion and moaned in ecstasy.

"Do you want Daddy to spank your cunt, princess?" 

"Yes, Daddy!"

Daddy groaned and I felt his cock twitching against my stomach. "Such a dirty girl...." Daddy rubbed his hand in circles over my splayed pussy, then spanked it again. He alternate back and forth between rubbing and spanking, and his hand was getting wetter each time. I was moaning and panting. I turned my head to watch Daddy's hand disappear between my legs. He cupped his hand over my hot sex and rubbed one finger up and down my wet slit. "Stand up, Daddy needs to fuck his girl." I pushed off of the arm rest and planted my feet on the floor. I was wet and horny and my legs felt like jello beneath me; I dropped to the floor and crawled away from the chair with my butt in the air pointed up at Daddy, who was admiring the pink skin he had created.

"Stop, don't move from there." I stopped on all fours a few yards from the chair. Daddy unzipped his pants and dropped them to the floor, threw his shirt off over his head, and got down on the floor behind me. He put his hands on my hips and pulled himself between my thighs. Daddy's cock was poking my pussy lips, ready to plunge into my wet cunt. He slowly entered me and pushed in as far as he could. His hands moved from my hips to my bum, again rubbing in circles, preparing to spank me and make me cum for him. "Daddy wants you to cum for him while he spanks your beautiful little ass. Can you do that princess?" He slapped quickly and forcefully before I could respond. I yelped and squeaked out, "Yes Daddy" before he slapped again.

I pushed my body back and forth onto Daddy's cock while he spanked me. I fucked him slowly, dying to cum, anxious to get my release. A minute later I felt my orgasm upon me. I gritted my teeth and pounded Daddy harder and faster. "Cum, princess, cum for Daddy!" Oh god, his voice pushed me over the edge. I threw my head back and screamed through my clenched jaw. I continued to fuck Daddy's prick slowly while I finished my orgasm. Just as I stilled, my muscles relaxed and a gush of cum rushed from my pussy onto Daddy's cock. He grunted as it hit him and poured down his cock and balls. I wailed as it poured out of me, then relaxed my back and shoulders and put my face to the floor.

Daddy rested his hands on my butt and praised me. "Good girl...."



Daddy Saw



"Only slutty girls go without underwear," James answered her and smacked her again. This time he did not pull his hand away though, instead his fingers begin to explore between her cheeks and legs. She felt his probing and her wet, pouty lips were slick with her excitement. "Oh, I see you like this!" James pulled his fingers away and they were wet with her pussy cream. 

"I do daddy," Erin said in her best slutty voice. "I like my daddy spanking me. I like my daddy catching me being dirty and slutty." 

"Maybe I should fuck you, since you like being a slut so much!" James was really into it, Erin thought. 

"Oh yes, fuck me daddy!" Erin cried out, looking directly into the camera again. 

James pushed her off his lap and began to move her to the couch, but Erin bent over at the desk facing the camera. She pulled her skirt up hurriedly and spread her legs, her rump high in the air. James dropped his pants and they crumpled about his feet as he came up behind her, his cock hard and ready to spear her dripping cunt. 

"Now you are going to get your punishment. I will teach you to make such mistakes!" 

Erin's head exploded as he drove into her, but it wasn't just that he was fucking her, it was the words he had used.

"It wasn't a mistake! It wasn't a mistake! I meant to do it!" she said excitedly, once again looking directly at the camera. "I wanted you to see, I wanted you to watch! I want you to do so much more!" Her eyes rolled as James cock hit every aching spot in her pussy, driving her maddened mind closer to the brink of release. "I want you to fuck me daddy! Fuck me daddy, PLEASE!" 

Erin's pussy clamped down on her husbands cock as she came. It milked his shaft as her walls collapsed on his invader, demanding that it give up its load. James threw his head back and growled as his cum was sucked from his cock by his wife's starving cunt. 

James pulled out of her with a loud slurp, their mixed fluids oozing out from her well fucked pussy. He staggered and fell back onto the couch breathing heavily and sweat pouring from his brow. Erin reached up and turned off the camera before she too made her way to the couch and slumped next to him. 

The next day Erin was beside herself as she watched the video, certain that if this one didn't work, then either her father wasn't getting the videos, or he was never going to get the hint. Her stomach was filled with butterflies as she attached the video to the email and sent it on its merry way. The rest of the day she was a nervous wreck, constantly wondering if she'd made a colossal mistake, but each time she thought of her father watching the videos and what may come of it, her pussy would tingle and drive away the doubts for a little longer. 

The whole day passed and not a word from her father. It had been just over a week since he'd been at the house and seen the first videos. The other videos she had sent him had been much hotter she thought and there was clearly a message to her father if he dared to accept it. Could it be that he was scared? Or worse, could he think she was a whore? 

That night Erin went to sleep with doubt. She wouldn't send her father anymore videos. If he didn't get the hint, then he never would. 

The next day she tried to live with the disappointment that her father didn't want her. She did her chores around the house and played with her daughter. She lay on the couch as Janie napped peacefully in her room when there was a knock at the door. With an exasperated sigh she got up to answer it, ready to tell some salesman "No" when to her surprise her father was standing there. 

"Hi daddy," Erin said, suddenly falling back to her little girl voice. She could tell he was nervous by the way he looked about quickly and he was clenching and unclenching his fists. "Won't you come in?"

Frank entered the house hurriedly, a small bead of sweat on his forehead, despite the chill of late fall. Erin's body was alive in a flash, her flesh tingled and she could feel her heart beginning to beat faster and faster. 'HE CAME!' her mind screamed. 

"Can I offer you some lemonade, daddy?" Erin offered nervously. Suddenly she felt like a schoolgirl on a date who had decided to let her boyfriend go further than they ever had before. 

"Y-Yes," Frank stammered and taking a seat on the couch when she offered him a place to sit. 

"I'll be right back," Erin said quickly. She raced into the kitchen and grabbed a glass from the cupboard and poured him a glass out of the fridge. Putting the glass down on the table, she reached under her red cardigan and pulled her bra off and then yanked her black skirt up to slip out of her panties. They were already wet! Adjusting her clothes, she grabbed the glass and returned to the living room. 

"Here you go, daddy!" Erin said cheerfully. His eyes widened in surprise and she could tell that he noticed that her breasts were no longer in a bra and her nipples were threatening to poke through the soft material of the sweater. They ached at his gaze, begging to be touched, squeezed and pinched. With each passing second Erin wanted her father more and for him to be rough with her. The spanking of the other night had ignited new passions in her and she needed to be man handled. 

Frank drank deeply from the cup, almost finishing it one pull. His tie was wrinkled, like he'd been pulling on it a lot and his shirt was dishevelled. It almost looked as if he'd slept in his clothes. 

"Is everything ok?" Erin said sweetly, pressing herself up against him. Her breasts were pushing into his arm and she knew he could feel the heat from her body. 

"I think you might have sent me some emails by accident," Frank said at last. the words sounding hard to get out. 

"Oh no," Erin said, putting her hand to her mouth. "Oh that isn't good, is it daddy?" She could see the word 'daddy' got to him as he swallowed hard. She could feel wetness between her thighs as her cunt continued to heat up. She had him in her web now!

"Well I just wanted to get you alone-" Frank began.

"You wanted to be alone with me?" Her hand slipped up his arm, squeezing him gently until her fingers brushed against his chest. She blinked her eyes innocently at him. His eyes darted down to her chest and she unconsciously pushed her arms together to make her tits squeeze out the top more. "Why would you want to be alone with me?"

"Uh, baby, I just think there might have been some mistake-".

"Did you watch the videos daddy?" Her voice was still girl like and she let her hand roam freely across his chest now. He nodded when she looked up into his eyes. "Then you heard me say it wasn't a mistake, right?" Her hand drifted lower across his stomach. Again Frank nodded. "Then you also heard what James said, right?"

Frank looked confused, unable to recall what James had said. Erin smiled slowly, like a predator who knows she has her prey trapped. Her fingers slipped past his waist band and curled around the bulge that was growing before her eyes. Frank gasped and tried half heartedly to remove her hand, but Erin would not be denied. She massaged his crotch, feeling his serpent come alive at her touch. 

"James said that a good girl should suck her father's cock." At the word 'cock' Frank flinched, his eyes were shut tight as his daughter continued to grope him shamelessly. "He said I should suck my father's cock. You are my father. This," she squeezed meaningfully, "is your cock. This is the cock I should suck." 

Frank threw his head back and groaned, pushing his hips forward in desire. Erin wasted no time in undoing his belt and pants. She reached in and pulled out his cock, delighting in the heft of his tool. The velvety feel of it in her hand and the awe as it lengthened and thickened as she looked at it was plain on her face. It was an amazing feeling to have a man grow hard in her hand and the fact that it was her father's was a hundred times better! Her mouth watered as she stroked it slowly, knowing that soon it would be in her mouth. 

"I'm going to suck your dick, daddy. I'm going to be a complete slut and suck my father's cock. If you feel the need to punish me for being so bad, you go right ahead. I could use a good spanking!" With her last word she dropped her head to his lap and pushed the head of his cock past her lips. Her tongue lashed at the head of his cock, tasting the sweet drop of precum that had formed on the tip. 

Frank groaned and began thrusting his hips up so that more of him would fill her mouth. His hand slipped from the back of the couch and found his daughter's sweet ass. He groped her cheeks for a minute and then he inched the skirt up until her bare skin was out in the open. Fondling her with joy, his fingers slipped into her crack and teased her puckered anus. Erin gasped with her mouth full of her daddy's meat, saliva dripping out of her open mouth to soak his heavy sack. 

"Spank me," she managed to say around his cock. "Spank your slutty girl!" The words came out garbled, but that only made them hotter. Erin moaned as her pussy began to cream steadily as her dad's hand whistled through the air and smacked her cheek. She worked to get more of him in her mouth and she was pleasantly surprised to see that he was bigger than her husband. She could deepthroat James with some effort, but there was easily two inches left when she thought she'd reached her limit with her father. 

"Fuck yes," Frank moaned, his left hand pushing on the back of her head, trying to work all of himself inside her wet mouth. The sounds of her slurping mixed with her moaning was causing his cock to feel harder than he could remember. 

Erin sucked on her father as he spanked her until her ass was bright red. She got up on her knees so that her butt was high in the air and she began to rub her pussy feverishly. Stuffing two fingers into her aching cunt she fucked her hand as she sucked her father's cock with abandon. 

"Oh baby, daddy is going to cum!" Frank announced. He'd taken his hand off her head, but Erin was determined to swallow her father's spunk. She fucked him with her mouth, using every nasty trick she'd ever learned or saw in porno's. Frank shoved his hips up and Erin took him as deep as she could, her air was cut off as he began to shoot hot, sticky seed into her throat. 

Erin removed her fingers from her dripping cunt and pumped her daddy's cock, coaxing every drop from his magnificent pussy pleaser. She slurped up every drop he had to offer, swallowing it all with relish. At last his cock softened and she let it slip from her mouth, cleaning up the wetness that had collected at the base. 

When he was clean, she lay back on the couch and spread her legs, pulling her skirt up to her waist. Her fingers slid through her puffy, swollen pussy lips and she fucked herself. Through dreamy eyes she watched her father as he watched her bringing herself to orgasm. Her body began to shake as her climax approached.

"Oh daddy, I'm cumming. I'm cumming daddy! Watch me cum, daddy!" Her free hand squeezed her tit tightly, pinching the nipple as her other hand worked like a blur between her spread thighs. The wet sounds of her fingers jack hammering her hungry pussy filled the room. She felt herself squirting, spraying her cunt juice on to the couch and her father's legs. With a howl she scrunched her eyes tight and felt the crashing waves of release upon her whole body. 

For a long time she lay there, her breath coming in ragged gasps. The smell of her pussy filled the room and the taste of her father's spunk was still strong in her mouth. Erin had never felt more satisfied in her entire life. 

After a while she felt her father move. When she opened her eyes he was taking his pants off completely. Erin felt her pussy come alive again as she realized he wasn't finished with her. She unbuttoned her sweater and pulled it off, her tits suddenly on fire. 

"Oh please, daddy. Please fuck me," Erin begged. She wiggled out of her skirt and lay back on the couch, her legs spread inviting her father to crawl between them with open arms. 

Frank removed the last of his clothes and moved between his daughter's thighs. His cock was jutting out from between his legs, strong, proud and hungry. Erin reached down and took hold of him by the base of his shaft and guided it to her warm center. Her eyes rolled back and her mouth fell open slack as she felt him stretch her open and push inside. 

"Oh shit," Erin groaned. "Oh fuck, daddy, I never knew it could be so good!" 

"Oh damn, baby, you are so sweet," Frank whispered. 

He worked himself into her slowly, an inch or so at a time until he was at last buried balls deep in her furnace of a cunt. Father and daughter worked together building a steady rhythm. Her pussy clenched as he tried to pull out and then opened as he invaded further. Her hands raked his back, leaving scratches as she humped up at him, thrusting her hips into him. 

The sound of their bodies coming together filled the room. Erin concentrated on the feel of her father in her pussy, never believing that one day he would be fucking her. His hands groped her breasts, fondling her roughly as he worked to find his release. 

"Fuck me daddy!" Erin shouted. "Fuck your slutty daughter!" 

Her words spurred Frank on and he slammed into her pussy brutally, giving her the kind of punishing fuck she craved. He was a freight train barrelling down on her and she could do nothing but accept her fate, her sweet, delicious fate. She felt his cock expand inside of her and then he was shooting his cum deep inside her well fucked cunt. Her pussy went into a frenzy of spasms, and she could feel her wetness mix with his inside of her. 

Erin thought she might have blacked out, because she couldn't remember father pulling out of her. When she opened her eyes he was sitting next to her, wiping her sweaty forehead down with a cool, damp cloth. In the aftermath she could only smile dumbly, nothing in the world seeming to matter anymore. She giggled each time she thought of what had happened. A nervous, girly laugh. 

"I better get cleaned up," Erin said. "The baby will be up soon." 

"And I need to get going," Frank admitted. "I think I need to go to the gym."

"Didn't you have enough of a work out?" Erin asked, arching her eyebrow. 

"Oh yeah, but I think I could use a shower." 

"Me too," she admitted. 

Frank got up and got dressed and Erin felt awkward standing there naked, so she slipped into her skirt and pulled her sweater on. When they were dressed again Frank kissed her on the forehead before moving to the door. 

"Cum again tomorrow?" Erin asked as he grabbed the door knob. 

"You bet baby," Frank said with a lascivious smile. "You bet."



Daddy Sells Jessica



Jessica loved being with her Daddy every since that first night he violated her she was bound to him and did whatever he said. He was always very sweet to her even though their relationship was based on his manipulation, she needed his guidance. He was the only man for her. He was a very hot 50 years old, 6'3 dark gray hair and very hairy. She always loved to look at his hairy chest even when she was very young. Jessica had just turned 18 and was Daddy's only lover. Her Mommy had left him soon after her 18th birthday suspecting that daddy had found a new woman and had no idea that it was her daughter. Jessica was very petite and loved to be handled by her big strong daddy. She was lost whenever he wasn't around and followed his every word. She only wanted to please him and her body pleased him very much. She was 5'2 with long dark curly hair, big brown eyes and a sweet smile. Her tits were 34c and she had big dark thick nipples that grew so large in her Daddy's mouth. She was a senior in high school with a few weeks before graduation. Daddy would often take her out of school to fuck her in the backseat of his car in the parking lot. He would send her back to class with thick hot cum inside her tiny womb. She would count the minutes before he would pick her up and often left her desk soaked in juices thinking about him. 

One day Daddy picked her up unexpectedly and when she was called to the front office she unbuttoned the two top buttons of her school blouse as soon as she saw him. He loved to see her big dark nipples poking through her white blouse whenever she saw him. He smiled at her and she was instantly wet. She stood so close to him that her tits brushed up against his chest while he put his arm around her. He playfully grabbed her ass cheek under her skirt as she giggled. The secretary in the front office gave them an odd glance but Jessica was gazing into her Daddy's eyes. He signed the paperwork so she could go home with him and showed her to the car. Immediately when she got in the car she went to grab for his dick. 

"Wait baby, today we're doing something special together." He said.

"Okay Daddy," Jessica responded.

"Do you remember Daddy's friend Jon from work?" He said as he drove her away from school.

"No, Daddy." Jessica answered.

"He's the nice big man that always comes to your cheer practice. The one that likes to take pictures of you. I've seen you tease him." Daddy said.

Jessica giggled. "Is he the really hairy one?"

"That's him." Daddy replied. 

"I always flip up my skirt for him when I do the splits. He's always watching me." Jessica said. 

"He likes you so much baby. He always asks about you."

"Like what?" Jessica asked innocently.

"He always says you're the prettiest girl he has ever seen. How hard you make him." Daddy said.

"Really Daddy?" Jessica giggled.

"Oh, yeah. He asks what you taste like and begs to see pictures of your hairy pussy."

Jessica was getting excited from her Daddy telling her how horny she was making his friend. 

"He asks me a hundred times a day if he can fuck you." 

"No Daddy! I only want you!" Jessica started to panic.

"And I tell him a hundred times a day, NO. He knows you're mine. But he has offered Daddy a lot of money to do something else." Daddy said encouragingly.

"What Daddy?" 

"Jon wants to watch you masturbate in your school uniform and it's only because you're the prettiest girl in the whole world and Daddy loves you so much that I said yes."

"Will you be there Daddy?" Jessica asked.

"Yes Princess Daddy will keep you safe. Don't worry. He can't touch you. He just wants to see you touch that pretty hairy tight cunny in front of him."

"That's all?" Jessica asked. "Promise?"

"Well, one more thing. He probably will want to jack off his big hairy cock because that's what your body does to men, baby. We can't help it. You make us instantly hard and want to cum all over." Daddy explained.

"What will you do Daddy?" Jessica asked.

"I'm going to be watching you baby girl. Your every move and you'll probably make Daddy so hard he'll want to cum too."

"Mmmmmm I hope so Daddy!" Jessica said excitedly. 

As the two pulled up to the local park parking lot Jessica saw a big man in his late 50s. He had dark receding hair and was gray around the temples. He was around Daddy's height at 6'3 and had an older man's belly that was tight around his dress shirt. He was staring at Jessica even while they drove up. Daddy moved around the car and let Jessica out of the front seat. Jon approached Jessica hungrily.

"Hi Jessie." He said with a sick smile.

"Hi." Jessica giggled.

He looked her over from tits to ass as she stood shyly in front of him. She could tell he was aroused by his heavy breathing and the way his eyes darted from her legs to her tits. 

"Princess, get in the back seat Daddy is going to talk to Jon."

"Okay Daddy." 

As Jessica turned she glanced back at Jon who was sweating a little as his eyes were plastered to her ass. She liked the power that she had over him and lifted her skirt to show him her ass cheeks.

She heard him groan, "Fuccccckkkk," as she walked to the back of the car. 

She watched through the back window as Jon paid Daddy. She was getting a little excited knowing that he was there for her and that he wanted her so badly. She certainly loved this more than being in Math class. She looked at herself in the mirror and put on lip gloss. She was a little nervous but she knew her Daddy knew what was best. She saw Jon walk hurriedly to the minivan and he got into the back seat. There were three rows in the car and Jessica was at the very back. Jon sat directly in front of her and Daddy to the side of him. She spread her legs as soon as they entered the car. 

"Okay, baby Jon is just going to watch you do what you love. Don't you love to touch your juicy hairy cunny?"

Jessica shyly nodded yes and looked at Jon with her big eyes.

"You are gorgeous Jessie. The best looking girl I've ever seen. I just want to see more. Do you think you can open your legs wider for your Uncle Jon?" Jon pleaded. 

Jessica looked to her Daddy and he nodded and smiled. She knew that this pleased her Daddy and so she opened wider showing Jon her tiny white panties.

"Godddd those are hot little panties you have on." Jon breathed. "Uh, huh. You look like such an innocent school girl. Yeahhh, so so so sweet." He was grabbing the front of his slacks while he watched Jessica. 

All this attention was getting her excited and surprisingly this big out of shape man was turning her on with his words. She started to unbutton her blouse without being coached and slowly opened her top.

"Yeahhhh," Jon groaned. 

She teased him by showing the tip of her dark nipple which was hard under his gaze. 

"Sweetheart," Jon said "those are the sweetest nipples I have ever seen."

Jessica smiled and opened her blouse more, unbuttoning to her tummy. 

"I could never imagine just how perfect those tits were." Jon whispered. "No, sir." He started to massage himself faster. Jessica found herself wanting to please Jon much the way she wanted to please her Daddy. She loved how in control he was.

Jessica lifted her legs higher and rubbed her inner thighs slowly without thinking she started to lick her lips. 

"Mmmmm hmmm look at that tiny little mouth. Such a hot little mouth." 

Jessica liked that Jon wanted to be teased. That he was taking his time with her, almost seducing her to act this way. She pulled her panties up to her pussy and showed him her wetspot.

"Jesssssssusss fucking the virgin mary would you look at that. Are you getting turned on baby girl? Is Uncle Jon getting you hot?"

Jessica looked at her Daddy. He looked at her and gave her a reassuring smile. She looked at Jon and nodded yes. 

"Your Daddy was right. You ARE a horny slut!" Jon laughed loudly unzipping his pants. "Well Uncle Jon knows exactly what to do with horny sluts. Yes he does." Jon unleashed his big hairy balls and giant erect cock proudly showing Jessica. Her eyes grew wide and she gasped a little. "Yeahhh, Uncle Jon has something to offer a pretty girl." 

Jessica had only seen her Daddy's big cock and Daddy's WAS beautiful to her, but Jon's was huge and had massive amounts of dark hair around it and his big balls hung low. She instinctively licked her lips again as she stared at it. "Yeahhh, you are a cock hound aren't you? Daddy is raising a hot little cock hound. Mmmmm Uncle Jon loves cock hounds." With those words Jon started to jack off slowly. 

Jessica was mesmerized by his thing that looked like it belonged to an animal. It certainly was making her wet and she quickly removed her panties. 

"Yesssss, baby let Uncle Jon see it. This is what he's paying for." Jessica tossed her panties at her Daddy who held them up to his nose. Without a thought Jon insisted, "I have to have those. Even if I have to pay more." Daddy slipped them into Jon's coat pocket. "You know I want to see that sweet hot hairy pussy Jessie. Uncle Jon has been dreaming of it since the day he met you. You've been teasing me for years with it. All those cheer leading pictures that I took of you. I just had a couple of glances and some pictures that I blew up just right I got a good look at some of that hair. Uncle Jon jacked his cock off to those for years. Did you know that?"

Jessica giggled. She was truly aroused by Jon's attention. She opened her legs wide to his stare without her panties revealing her hot, hairy, soaked tight cunt to his eyes. Jon almost collapsed when he saw it in full view and heaved forward a little and shook, grabbing his giant cock hard. His groan was more like he was in pain and it was loud. 

"Fuck me blind." He breathed. "At this moment," he told Daddy, "I truly hate you."

Jessica rubbed the juices throughout her pussy hair making it glisten. "I would eat you girl, until you collapsed. Uncle Jon would never stop." Jon started jacking off faster as he groaned rhythmically. 

Jessica watched him and started rubbing faster. Her breathing was rapid and she felt like she was going to pass out. She LOVED doing this and knew that she could never stop. Her Daddy opened a door that would never be shut. 

"You are a baby whore aren't you?" Jon managed to groan between strokes. 

Jessica nodded yes emphatically.

"You are a hot little slut that needs to be watched? You love this don't you?" Jon breathed.

Jessica's head nodded yes again.

"Uncle Jon paid so much for this and he would give a lung to do this again." Jon was now sweating profusely as he unbuttoned his tight collared shirt. He opened it wide and he was covered in hair, he looked just like a bear to Jessica. He had giant pink puffy nipples under all the hair. 

"Ohhhhh," she groaned. Jon's big hairy body was doing something to her. 

"You hot little slut. You are in the backseat of your Daddy's minivan fucking yourself in front two old hairy men. You are a Daddy fucker. You little dirty whore." 

Jessica liked that Jon was getting more vulgar it made her pussy twitch. 

Jon was now jacking off full throttle. "You hairy cunt. You dirty little hairy whore. Look at that tight hairy hole. That is the hottest hole." Jessica kept watching the sweat glisten off of his big hairy chest and stomach she wanted to lick it but knew that it would make her Daddy angry. She was so close to exploding as three of her tiny fingers disappeared inside her tight hairy cunt. As soon as Jon saw this he exploded huge thick wades of white gooey cum. He thrust forward so that it landed all over Jessica's face. She was shocked. But when she looked over at her Daddy he was jacking off and cumming too. The image was too much for her. Her beautiful hot daddy cumming and this ugly sexy beast who paid for her spooging all over her pretty face. Jessica exploded ejaculating a thick white goo from her pussy. Jon grabbed her hand and pushed into his sweaty chest hair. She groaned when she made contact with him. He took her hand and pushed it up to his mouth where he inserted two of her fingers inside his mouth as he groaned loudly. This was too much for Daddy he pulled Jessica's fingers out of his mouth and threw Jon's shirt at him and told him to get out. 

"I said no touching fucker." He growled and opened the car door throwing out his coat. Jessica was afraid for a moment, but Jon knew he had crossed the line. He left dejected but satisfied. 

Daddy went to his knees and ate of all of Jessica's goo from her hot hairy tight hole. She moaned loudly and was so satisfied to have her Daddy again. She exploded several times in the back seat screaming, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!"



Daddy Sells Jessica Ch. 02



Jessica loved the experience of being sold to Jon by her Daddy, even if it was for less than an hour. She now knew that she had sexual power not just over her own father but other men as well. Jon continued to call her Daddy begging for another chance and since he was still very angry, he would not return his phone calls. Jessica knew her Daddy would never hurt her, but she was frightened when he was angry and she never wanted Daddy to be angry at her. He told Jessica that Jon was wrong for crossing the line. He got what he paid for and still wanted more. He reassured her that he would never allow Jon or someone like him to touch her. No man would ever put their hands on her as long as he lived and he never again mentioned selling her. She felt so safe when he told her this and later that night fucked her gently to show her how much he meant it. 

There were still a few weeks before graduation and there were a lot of school activities that Daddy would never let her attend. He would say no to dances or proms or anything with boys. The only reason why he let her join the cheer team was to watch her dance for him in her little uniform in front of everyone. He would proudly point her out and tell the other daddies that she was his daughter. Daddy liked to have other men envious of him, but he would never allow young boys around her. Jessica didn't really mind since she was so in love with her Daddy who stood at 6'3 with dark grey hair and a strong hairy chest. He was 50 but in great shape, always very active playing sports and surfing. She knew she had a good thing with him and he with her. Jessica who recently turned 18 was 5'2 115lbs 34c with long dark curly hair, big dark eyes, a tiny pouty mouth and big dark thick nipples. She looked very exotic because her Mommy is from Greece. Daddy liked her pussy to be very hairy. He told her it's how females should look and shared his experience of when he used to steal his father's Playboy and would jack off looking at hairy cunts. 

One day, after a long of day of lingerie shopping while still in the mall Daddy told her she could go into a fancy department store and buy a prom dress. She couldn't believe it and jumped on top of him wrapping her legs around him and kissing him. Passersby were staring as Daddy held his very hot daughter suspended in the air, legs wrapped around him kissing him deeply. Most people suspected they were boyfriend and girlfriend and for the most part they were just that. She took him by the hand and led him into the store. He groped her in the dressing room and she loved modeling sexy dresses for him. At one point she thought she was going to have to get on her knees and finish him off because he was getting so excited watching her. 

As they walked back to the car she asked, "Daddy I really get to go? Why did you change your mind?" 

"Yes sweetness you do. Daddy offered to chaperone your prom so you could be with your friends and I can be there to share your moment and keep you safe. Besides you're nominated for prom queen, I couldn't say no to that." He said sweetly, his arm wrapped around her. 

"Thank you Daddy! Thank you! I love you so much! You're SO great to me!" She leaned into him as they were walking back to the car and he patted her soft ass cheeks under her skirt. 

As Daddy let her into the car he placed all of her large bags in the back. He bought her all kinds of trashy lingerie to make his little girl look like the perfect slut. He loved her in pink the most because he loved to see her dark nipples show through the light colored fabric. He knew that the items he bought her would last for the next couple of months and then they would be back to the mall again. By the time Daddy got into the car Jessica was blasting her music and bouncing around in the seat. Her titties were popping out of her little tight shirt and she smiled brightly at him continuing to sing her song. He looked at her for a moment and hoped that she would stay that way forever. 

"Baby?" Daddy said as he turned down the music and started the car. "You're old enough to understand that it's very expensive to keep you looking pretty with all these clothes, right? Daddy works very hard to send you to private school and all the expenses that go along with cheerleading."

"Yes, Daddy." Jessica looked down and thought she was going to get scolded. 

"Well, you know Daddy plans on retiring in a few years so that he can be with you all the time." Daddy reminded her.

"Yes Daddy! I can't wait! We're going to live in Hawaii! You can surf and I can learn to hula! AND we'll fly to Paris for my birthday every year!" Jessica said excitedly.

"Yes, Princess. We'll do all that." He thought about how hot it would be to watch her lying on the beach, glistening with coco butter oil, in a string bikini waiting for him as he surfed in the ocean. He loved the idea of putting lotion on her back as he opened her little bikini top. She looked very much like her mother when her mother was young, especially with a tan. "But," he said, "traveling is expensive. Hawaii is expensive, Paris is expensive and if you want Daddy to live a good long time we need to have a lot of money."

"Oh." Jessica thought for a moment. "Maybe I could get a job! I could be a receptionist or a waitress!" Jessica looked for answers to please her Daddy. 

"No, baby girl. Daddy doesn't want you working those kinds of jobs. There are men out there that would just try to take advantage of you. Daddy wants to give you everything we talked about and more." As he turned the corner he looked at himself in the mirror and realized how much he looked like his own father. He was a little more grey every time he looked closely. He had been considering many options and decided to share them with his daughter.

"Darling, Daddy can think of only one way to make a lot of money and to be with his baby girl while doing it, keeping her safe." He looked at her right in the eye.

"What Daddy? I'll do anything to live in Hawaii." She said.

"Well, even though it didn't work out that great with Jon-" He said.

She interrupted, "I didn't mind! It was kind of fun." 

He looked at her and she gave a mischievous grin. He continued. "Kind of fun, huh?"

She looked right at him, nodded and smiled. 

"Well, Daddy learned a few things about how to handle guys like Jon."

"Daddy, I thought he was so nice. I mean, I know he touched me, but he was REALLY excited. It's hard not to touch when you're excited, right Daddy?" She looked at him with bright eyes.

"It's impossible for me not to, sweetheart." He reached over and pinched her left nipple playfully. "Daddy has been thinking of something that is kind of like what we did with Jon except I think we could make a lot more money doing it."

"Like what Daddy?" She was VERY interested in doing the exact same thing with Jon or someone like him but she didn't want her Daddy to think she wanted to be with other men. She knew she would NEVER grow tired of fucking her sweet Daddy, but she liked that her body had so much control over another grown man.

"I was thinking we could have a party at our house." He started.

"Oh, I love parties! Can I invite my friends?" Jessica liked this idea.

"I was thinking we would have an adult party, for men. And everyone there would be there just for you." He looked at her face for a reaction. Jessica wasn't sure where this was going but she looked back at him with interest. "Now, these men would pay a lot of money to go to our party to see you."

Jessica suddenly realized where this was going and was intrigued. If Daddy was going to suggest she do with these men what she did for Jon then she was very interested in hearing more. The idea of five or ten Jons all around her made her pussy leak. 

"I was thinking that you could dress up real sexy and talk and flirt with them. They would pay to spend time with you. Men need to feel good darling, even old ones." He looked at her.

"I know Daddy. But that's it? Just hang out with them?" She was a little disappointed that Daddy wasn't suggesting something more.

"Well, I was thinking they could make requests about what they wanted you to wear and you could change clothes throughout the night and give them whatever fantasy they wanted. But at the end of the night we would take them down to the basement where they'd strip down and wait for you." Jessica LOVED this idea and started to squeeze her thighs together. "Daddy would be there the whole time making sure you're safe."

"And what would happen when we're down in the basement?" She knew the answer to the question but wanted her Daddy to be in charge of executing the plan.

Daddy smiled. "Baby girl let me just say that you are the sweetest, sexiest, most lovable girl ANY man could ever encounter in his lifetime. I enjoy being with you as much as fucking you. You make Daddy's dick go crazy whenever you're around just because you're you. You have such an innocent sweet outlook on life and I know men would kill to be around you because you make them feel so good."

"Aw, thank you Daddy." She leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

"But," Daddy continued, "if these men come to our party and pay us a lot of money they'll want to leave with more than having flirted with you. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Daddy." Jessica was slightly fearful that her Daddy might suggest more than just watching. She hoped he wasn't going to suggest a gang bang. 

"I promised you that I would NEVER let a man put his hands on you and I'm keeping that promise. So, I was thinking that maybe you could play with yourself while they jacked off on you-" 

Daddy didn't even finish, "Okay!" She said happily. 

"Okay?" He said a little surprised. 

"Uh, huh. Yes Daddy, anything you say." She couldn't wait for this to happen, but was afraid that her Daddy might take it the wrong way.

Her Daddy thought it would take much more convincing and this worried him a little. He already had deep fears that she would leave him one day and that's why he didn't allow access to her. At this point, she never expressed any need to go outside of the world he created for her. But he also knew that the money would help create this world so that she would stay with him. Trying to reign in her enthusiasm for the idea by bringing it back to him he suggested, "You know sweetie, Daddy could also fuck you in front of them."

"Ohhhhh yessss Daddy! That would make me feel soooo much safer!" Jessica loved how her Daddy always wanted to show her off and one up other men. She sensed that the men might be a little too much for him to handle, but fucking her would show them who the leader of the pack is. "I love you soooo much Daddy. We're going to be so happy living in Hawaii!"

Just then they hit a stop light and Daddy put it in park to lean over and kiss his daughter deeply. She gave a kitten whimper in his mouth to express her pleasure and reached between his legs to feel his hardening dick. Once she had her hands on it she never could stop. She quickly unzipped him and started to jack off his semi-erect cock while Daddy tenderly bit her bottom lip. They did this for a couple of minutes before the light turned green and everyone started honking at them. Daddy quickly drove the car into the nearest parking lot and even though it was filled with cars he parked and Jessica leaned over and sucked him until he was really hard. It wasn't even a minute before he was ready and she straddled him in the driver's seat pulling up her top so he could suck her nipples and bounced on him until he exploded inside her hot cunt. Jessica ground her clit into him and his sucking sent her over the edge. She came so loudly and screamed, "DA-DD-YYYYYYY" like a little girl that two elderly people that were getting out of the car next to them looked inside the car. The older woman looked offended and her husband smiled as she dragged him away. 

BEFORE THE BIG PARTY

Daddy had to admit that planning this event was a lot more work than he thought. He worked in real estate and had a huge client base of men that encountered his daughter over the years. He knew that it wouldn't be difficult to get men, he just needed to choose them wisely. He was looking for married men mostly so he could have some assurance that they would pay top dollar for this but not try to make a serious play for his daughter. These poor sex deprived men would go home and try to fuck their wives like never before and might remain potential future income. All of the men had to be over 40 and very hairy. Daddy knew this made Jessica excited and these were the kind of men that had extra money. He had to take into consideration their requests of outfits and the expense of buying them. This had to be built into the price so he had to have at least five men but no more than ten so Jessica could give them individual attention. If she decided to do this on an ongoing basis once a month for a few months it could bring in some serious tax-free cash. 

Meanwhile, Jon continued to hound him with phone calls and Daddy had to admit that he needed help organizing the party. He finally called Jon back and asked for his help, but under strict conditions. Jon had to apologize to Jessica for touching her in the car and Daddy struck a deal with him that he could have Jessica's used, unwashed panties every day for a week. In addition, he could stay after the party when everyone left to jack off in front of Jessica in the basement alone. In return, Jon had to discreetly find wealthy men that would pay at least $500 for the 3 hour party. His duties would continue at the party where he had to help Daddy keep the men from touching Jessica. He was a big man that would rough up and throw out anyone that needed to be thrown out. Jon promised he would be working that night and not trying to flirt with Jessica. Daddy knew that giving Jon another chance would please his daughter. He also knew that Jon was afraid of him and would not break trust anymore in order to have access to her. 

The day before the party Jessica expressed her nervousness to her Daddy. "What if they don't have a good time Daddy? What if they don't think I'm pretty?" He held her close while they lay in bed her head buried under his chin her hands softly playing with his dark, thick, chest hair. 

"Honey, I had to turn men away. We had at least 30 men that wanted to go to this party. I love you and they're going to love you too." Daddy reassured her. 

"And you promise to be with me the whole time?" Jessica loved the thought, but did feel insecure by the very near reality. 

"I do promise to always be with you or have my eye on you. Jon will be making sure you're safe for Daddy too. If you feel uncomfortable you tell me and I will handle it. This is all about you my sweet girl. And remember Daddy will fuck you so good at the end of the night and will be the envy of every man there."

"Mmmmm that will be the best part!" Jessica sat up and straddled her Daddy. She was wearing a very thin pink lace camisole and a matching g-string. Her big dark nipples were erect and clearly visible as well as her hairy bush, which was in full sight under the pink material. Daddy stood at attention under his boxer briefs as she ran her hands over his hairy chest. "My gorgeous Dadddddy." She said in a baby voice. He groaned a little as he looked into her eyes while her hands went up and down his chest slowly. His eyes trailed down to those perfect nipples as big and thick as erasers. She begged him to let her get them pierced but he told her not to mess with perfection. They made a compromise and he puts nipple clamps on them from time to time to give her the painful pinch she needs. Daddy lifted her top over her head as her dark curls went up and fell down her back and over her face. Daddy groaned loudly when he saw those big beautiful dark areolas. Immediately she grabbed her nipples and tweaked them for him as he watched her get more aroused. He could feel her wetness soaking through her g-string onto his hairy tummy. She smiled at him. "Daddy, you're just watching me. Don't you want to play?" She asked hurt.

"I want to watch you, Baby. This is how I'm going to watch you tomorrow and remember while you're flirting with all those other men I want you to tease me."

"Just tease you?" She asked. 

"Yes, Princess, Daddy wants to get really worked up. He's never seen you entice other men before and this is going to make him want you more. If you look over at me while some old man is checking out your tits I'll know you're mine and it will make me want to fuck you harder that night."

"Mmmmm, yes Daddy." 

With that Daddy rolled her over on her back and aggressively pulled her g-string down with a swift grab. He then penetrated her fully in one deep, long, stroke. It was so fast Jessica didn't even know he was going to do that. He speared her with his big hairy cock and she let out a long, high scream. It felt so good to be taken that way. He stayed still inside of her for one moment and then moved his hips quickly. She loved it and he had never taken her that way. She wrapped her legs around him as he pounded her mercilessly. He made her breathless. She barely knew what was happening and was making noises she had never made before. This made her Daddy so aroused he started grunting and fucking her faster. She felt like she had to hold on to him. He was like a bucking Bronco and she loved it. He groaned like an animal as he shot what felt like an endless stream of hot, thick cum inside of her warm pussy making her vagina spasm rapidly. She felt it splatter on her vaginal walls. He collapsed, panting on top of her and she looked up at the ceiling feeling the room spin. Before she fell asleep she realized that he too might be really nervous about the party tomorrow.

CONTINUED TO PART 3...



Daddy Sells Jessica Ch. 03



THE BIG PARTY

The night of the party Jessica took a long hot bath soaking herself in vanilla oil It made her skin smell so delicious and it drove Daddy out of his mind. She got out of the bath and looked at herself in the mirror. The only reason why she thought she was even remotely attractive is because her Daddy told her. They didn't look alike. Daddy, who was German-Irish also had dark hair but with obvious European ancestry, while her mother who was very dark was born in Greece. Jessica looked exotic, with her dark curly hair and big dark eyes. She had her Daddy's light skin. Her mother had big juicy lips but Jessica's mouth was smaller than her mother's. Her mother had big hips and Jessica's were slight but curvaceous. Jessica's mother had thighs while Jessica had very long slender legs even though she was only 5'2. Her mother's nipples were very dark and obscenely large, her areolas were a good 3 inches in diameter. She never remembered her wearing a bra and she would constantly catch men staring at her mother when she often wore her tight white t-shirts. Mommy was a big flirt and Jessica would often have to wait in the car in the parking lot while she watched her mother press her bobs up against some older man they met at the supermarket. She did have her mother's voice and from time to time Daddy called her Rita, her mother's name. Jessica did get her hairiness from the Greek side. She had never shaven because her mother never did. She would see her naked and her big hairy bush looked completely normal to her. It wasn't until Jessica went to slumber parties and started to play naked with other girls that she realized that she was overly hairy. But when Daddy started playing with her he wouldn't let her go to those slumber parties anymore. She didn't mind because she liked being naked with her Daddy better anyway. 

She heard the doorbell ring and with her towel clutched to her tits she leaned over and looked out the front window. Jon had arrived. Her stomach turned a little and she found herself excited seeing him. The feeling any normal girl would get when seeing the quarterback in the hall at school. She didn't know why she was attracted to him. Most women, let alone young girls would find him repulsive. Jessica thought he looked like Tony Soprano especially tonight with his leather jacket. She was happy that he would keep her safe and looked forward to him cumming on her alone in the basement. She wanted him to see her in her towel and ran down stairs.

Jon looked up at her coming down the stairs in her short white thin towel, long dark hair dripping down her back and he got stiff. She smiled excitedly. He looked away immediately.

"Hello, Princess!" Daddy said. 

Jessica looked at Jon again and he looked down and into the other room. She was disappointed that he wasn't staring at her. Daddy was oblivious to their body language. 

"Shouldn't you be getting ready?" Daddy asked.

She looked at Jon again and he had his hands in his pockets and walked a little down the hall feigning interest in a vase that was in the foyer. She didn't understand why he didn't want to look at her. 

"You better go upstairs. Go on." Daddy said.

Jessica loosened her towel a little to show more cleavage and Jon wouldn't turn around. 

"Uh, I'm thirsty Daddy. I'm going into the kitchen." She passed Jon in the hall and rearranged her towel so that it lifted above her butt cheeks. She turned around to look at him and he was looking the other way. This made her frustrated. The last time she had any interaction with him was when Daddy handed her the phone for him to apologize to her. She was looking forward to seeing him tonight but he didn't seem interested in her at all, but she wasn't giving up. She got some water and as she was going up the stairs she stopped on the stair that was directly under him and lifted her leg to give him a better view. While Daddy was talking on his cell phone Jon quickly looked up her towel and feasted his eyes on her newly washed thick, dark bush. She opened her legs wider hoping he could see how erect her clit was as she watched his face. When she heard her Daddy finish his phone call she giggled and ran up the stairs. 

Hours later all ten guests had arrived and Jessica was wearing her first costume. Only three men would get their fantasy tonight. The rest of the men would watch, later go down to the basement and if they wanted to come back they would have to pay more. She had a very short pink child's dress on and her hair in pigtails. Her tits were popping out of the top and her ass cheeks where exposed when she walked and the big petty coat under the dress lifted up. She was wearing bobby socks, black paten leather shoes and was caring a lollipop. This request was by a man whose name is Larry. She had to remember all the men's names and approach them first while wearing their outfit request. 

When she came down the stairs she saw all the men gathered around talking. It looked like any normal party, except that Daddy required them all to be wearing nice slacks, a button down shirt and a blazer. He wanted the men to look presentable for his daughter. They all turned when she walked down the stairs like animals that smelled a female in heat. There was an uncomfortable silence and Daddy took her by the hand and lead her to their first client, Larry.

Larry was in his 60s, completely grey hair he was average height and average appearance but with a full head of hair. He licked his lips when he saw her and groaned immediately. "Is this mine?" He asked Daddy.

"She is for 20 minutes and then she has to go upstairs and change." Daddy said. He put his hand on her back and moved her closer to Larry.

"Well, hello Sunshine. My my aren't you lovely." He feasted his eyes on her and breathed heavy. Jessica giggled and made eye contact with him, she started to suck on her lollipop loudly.

"Ohhhh, you like that don't you?" Larry was staring at her little mouth. "Yeahhhh, you look so so good in that outfit. Mmmmm you are my fantasy. Suck it baby let me watch you suck it. Oooooooo." Larry started to grab the front of his pants. "Yesssss, suck it Jessica, uhhhhhh." The other men started to watch while Jessica was entertaining Larry. They stayed a close distance but weren't close enough to hear everything Larry was saying. "Turn around." Jessica turned around and bent over exposing her bare hairy cunt lips from the back. "Fuckkkk girl," he breathed, "fuckkkkk girl." He started to rub faster. "Open it up for me. Come on." Still bent over with the lollipop in her mouth Jessica bent over and opened her hairy cunt lips. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh CHRISTTTTTTT." Larry groaned. "I want to look inside. Yes I do." Jessica was really enjoying the attention and that so many men were there to see her body. "Keep sucking that lollipop Jessica. Yessssss." She sucked it louder, moaning a little. "That's it. Now take that lollipop and stick it inside." Jessica opened her cunt lips trying to avoid the hair and inserted it inside of her. 

"Ohhhhhh," she breathed. And arched her back still bending over. She swirled the lollipop inside and scooped out her wetness. Larry was rubbing his cock through his pants frantically. 

"Now taste it." Larry commanded. She popped it out of her wet cunt and sucked it loudly. The whole room groaned deeply. "Now stick it in good and deep. That's it. I want it covered in juices. Yessssss. Cover it." 

Jessica was really excited by this and her legs started to shake. Jessica pushed the lollipop deep and scooped out a big juicy glob of wetness as she removed it she brushed the hairy cunt lips and it got stuck. She tugged it a little and there were now some stray hairs on the lollipop. She turned around and showed Larry. He went to put out his hand and immediately Daddy stepped in with Jon right behind him. Daddy said in a stern voice as he moved him back making full body contact with him. "MOVE BACK."

Larry looked like he was being torn away from his newborn. "I'm I'm I'm sorry." He said nervously looking up at Daddy. I just wanted to keep the lollipop. May I?" Daddy turned around and took the lollipop from Jessica and handed it to Larry.

Daddy patted Larry's shoulder harshly and looked him in the eye. "Watch yourself." He warned.

Larry, frightened but holding his lollipop nodded yes. All the other men watched him walk into the living room with his souvenir. They were jealous that they hadn't thought of a fantasy that involved a keepsake.

The next costume was a black vinyl body stocking. It had two holes for Jessica's tits, one hole exposing each ass cheek and one exposing her vagina. Her next client was Bob and he wanted her to wear nipple clamps and stilettos. She undid her hair so that her long dark curls fell down her back. Larry's fantasy got her REALLY hot and she was already a little tired but as she attached the nipple clamps she moaned loudly. She was surprised at how natural entertaining felt to her and she walked down the stairs. The men were talking to each other. Most of them were drinking Pellegrino or seltzer water since Daddy wouldn't allow any alcohol. 

She overheard one man saying, "is that really his daughter or do they just say that so they can charge more?"

The man beside him replied, "No, I've known them since she was a child. She's his. His ex-wife was a hot Greek slut. She slept with everyone." 

They stopped talking when Jessica reached the end of the stairs and she heard the room groan, "uhhhh."

She let her tits swing a little as the nipple clamp that was attached from one nipple to the other with a chain made a clinking sound. The sound of her stilettos on the hard wood floor commanded silence. Daddy had never dressed her up like this and even he looked surprised at how filthy she looked. His mouth was open a little as he stared and took her hand and led her to Bob. 

Bob was around 6ft tall and in his late 40s with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. She thought he looked a little like Matthew McConaughey. He wore his buttoned down shirt opened and showed off his abundance of dark blonde hair. He seemed the most confident in the group and when he looked at Jessica he eyed her like a hundred women had already fulfilled this fantasy before her. "Well you are a sweet tart." He said with a slight southern accent. "How old are you?"

This was the first time Jessica would speak in the room. She preferred to just look with her big sexy eyes and she said in a shy little girl voice swinging her tits from side to side, "eighteen."

He smiled and said, "this your real Daddy?" She nodded yes. "You let him fuck you?" She smiled and nodded yes. "You filthy whore. Turn around." She turned around. Bob was a little more aggressive than the others, but he was also the most attractive. As she turned around and looked at him she didn't see anything lecherous about him. He reminded her of her Daddy in the sense that Bob and her father were both all American looking and handsome enough to be actors. But there was something about his attitude toward her that told her that he had no problem getting sex, but enjoyed deviant behavior. "I tell you, little one, I've been to whorehouses all over this world and I have never seen a father sell such a fine piece of grade A meat. No way." He smiled at her and looked away as if he were done with her. 

This angered her slightly as she stood in front of him in the sweaty vinyl stocking, nipple clamps tightening as he looked disinterested. She looked at Daddy who wasn't paying attention to the interaction rather he was caught up looking at her in that outfit. She could recognize when he was turned on beyond imagination. She felt like Bob was dismissing her, like she was too inexperienced for him and had no sexual appeal. She grabbed her Daddy by the neck aggressively and put her tongue deep in his mouth moaning loudly. This got Bob's attention as he watched Daddy tugging on her nipple clamps. It felt amazing but she was more interested in getting Bob to see her as something worth his money. She arched her back as her Daddy tugged rapidly on the nipple clamps and she looked over at Bob with lust in her eyes. She rolled her head back and moaned deep and loud. Bob started to touch his cock through his slacks and she heard him moan. Now that she had his interest she turned around and rubbed her bare ass into her Daddy's crotch while his hands went around and tugged on her nipple chain. "UHHHHHH," she groaned loudly. She kept steady eye contact with Bob and he with her. Daddy was kissing her neck and she leaned back into him feeling his big cock between her ass cheeks. With one hand still pulling her chain the other opened up her hairy pussy exposing her pink to the room. She was panting uncontrollably she knew she had him as Bob was rubbing himself through his pants faster and squeezing his engorged cock. The whole room was touching themselves and she heard one man cum quickly leaving a huge stain on the front of his pants. Daddy was pushing into her so deep she thought his cock would rip through his pants. She knew that she should stop there. She took her Daddy's fingers and sucked them. Daddy was looking into her eyes and Jessica looked back at Bob who just stood there impotently staring, his dick inside his pants. She was satisfied that she made him change his mind and for the first time she knew that she had inherited her Daddy's competitive spirit. 

Her next outfit was simple pink, sheer baby doll lingerie with no panties. She had to put a big pink ribbon in her hair in a high ponytail, carry a teddy bear around with her, suck her thumb and baby talk. Those were the explicit instructions of her next client, Sam. He also wanted her to act shy and hide behind her Daddy and cry. Finally, he requested that he get to see her jump up and down on a bed. She walked downstairs sucking her thumb and really putting on a show. She started calling for her Daddy in her best baby voice. She saw her Daddy at the end of the staircase. She felt like she was playing so many different roles that night and it started to get exhausting. When she locked eyes with her Daddy she truly did want to be his little baby and fall into his arms. He could tell that she was already tired and held out his arms. She hugged him and wrapped her legs around him. He held her like a child that he was carrying to bed. He brought her over to Sam. Sam was already intrigued by this role playing when he saw Daddy carry her over. Sam was an old looking man in his late 60s a definite grandfather. He looked a little like Colonel Sanders with his white hair and glasses. "Who do we have here?" He asked with perverted interest. 

"This is Jessica." Daddy said. Sam tried to look at her face but she turned away from him in a bratty manner and laid her head down on her Daddy's shoulder. Daddy patted her bottom softly. This was a very familiar role to her. It didn't seem that long ago that her Daddy carried her like this and it felt really good for both of them. 

Sam moved around Daddy. "Hi, Jessica. Hi." Sam seem to like when she played hard to get. Jessica was still carrying her teddy bear and let it drop to the ground. She dropped it on purpose and Sam picked it up giving it back to her. 

"Thank you." She said in a sweet baby voice and started sucking her thumb. 

Sam laughed in a sick manner. She could tell he was really turned on by this. "My name is Sam." He said in a low quiet voice. "Do you want to be friends?"

Jessica nodded her head and smiled. This sent him over the edge and he gave a low lusty chuckle. "Daddy is so lucky to have such a pretty girl like this. Can you let me see you?"

Daddy put Jessica down and she showed herself to Sam. She knew that Sam didn't want any obvious sexual behavior. He grew sick satisfaction from role playing a seemingly normal encounter. Jessica was practically naked with a veil of pale pink fabric exposing her upper torso. Sam looked at her nipples for a long time and was breathing hard. He made several smacking sounds with his mouth and gave a low. "Uh, huh. Can you twirl for me?"

Jessica twirled around and around and giggled. She looked right into Sam's eyes holding her teddy bear and sucking her thumb. She dropped the teddy bear again right at her feet. He looked at her and she didn't move a step when he picked it up giving him a close view of her thinly veiled bush. He breathed deeply as he came up with the teddy bear hoping to get a whiff of her aroma. His hands were practically shaking now as he gave it back to her. She took the teddy bear and held it tightly between her thighs stroking the bear and sucking her thumb. She looked at Sam. He looked at her and gurgled, "Ohhhhh GOD." She smiled. 

Daddy suggested that she show Sam how much she likes to jump on the bed. He showed them into the living room where there was a bed from the house in the middle of the room. Jessica didn't realize that they were moving this downstairs for tonight. 

"Do you like bouncing Jessica?" Sam asked.

"Uh huh." She said. She started bouncing up and down on the bed. Her little nightgown was rising up and down showing everyone in the room her naked body. Her tits were jiggling and she was giggling. She truly was having fun and looked over at her Daddy who was definitely enjoying this. All the men in the room watched her hairy cunt go up and down and up and down on the bed. 

Sam was smiling and clapping his hands shouting, "higher! Faster!" 

She was out of breath as she looked around and all the men were smiling and stroking their big cocks again through their pants. She finally landed down on the teddy bear sitting on top of it. Sucking her thumb she slowly rocked back and forth on its face. There was a deep primal grunt from every man in the room including Jon who had stayed in the background and quiet the whole night. She knew this might push them over the edge but she didn't care. She was aroused and wanted some relief. She moaned and mounting the bear again she used its nose against her clit. "Ohhhhhhh," she groaned. 

"Mmmmm she heard the men say in unison." 

"Te-ddddddddy," she whimpered.

"OHHHHH FUCK someone shouted in the back and came in his pants." 

"Tedddddddd-yyyyyy." She said again humping the bear's face. Sam was speechless as he watched her writhe on her bear. "F-uck meee, tedddddyyy." As she rapidly rode his face. It didn't take much and she orgasmed all over the bear's face living a thick white goo on it. She sighed and looked up at them. Two more men had wet spots on the their slacks. 

Daddy picked her up and she was still holding her teddy bear. She handed it to Sam while her Daddy carried her upstairs. He whispered in her ear, "Mmmm, baby girl we'll be moving to Hawaii in no time." 

Daddy could tell that she was exhausted and told all the men to go downstairs in the basement and strip off their clothes. Daddy knocked on her door and she opened it naked except for a leather collar around her neck and stilettos. All of the men requested that Daddy put a chain on the collar and walk her in. Daddy was naked at her door and when they saw each other they started kissing each other passionately. They couldn't stop, because of all the excitement Jessica was ready for anything. Her arms were tight around him and she kissed him deeply both moaning like crazy. They kissed for several minutes and Daddy was ready to fuck her hard at that moment but he broke the kiss and pulled away and she moaned in agony. 

"Daddy, I will do whatever you say. I love you." She said breathlessly

"I love you too baby doll. Should we give them a real show?" He said looking at her body hungrily. 

"Daddy," she said seriously looking him in the eye. "I need you to fuck me in the ass."

Daddy was shocked. For one, he had never seen her so aggressive. Daddy always seduced her and she always submissively agreed. They hadn't been fucking for that long and he was eventually going to introduce anal but he never thought she would want it this way. At that moment he knew now that he opened a door and that she was changing quickly. He didn't respond to her right immediately.




Daddy Sells Jessica Ch. 03



She repeated, "Daddy I want it up my ass. Please? Please?" She kissed him again and he felt delirious. All he could do was nod his head. As he walked her down the hall he stopped by the bathroom and took out a bottle of lube from the medicine cabinet. He never needed to use lube on her and this bottle was left there from his days when he was still married to her mother and he had to whack off alone every night. 

Daddy took the chain to her collar as they entered the basement. The heat was cranked up and Jessica smelled their sweaty man essence. Some of them were already dripping in sweat. Every one of them had hairy chests, hairy legs, hairy asses, hairy cocks and hairy balls. Some of them even had hairy backs. Jessica liked it all. She loved how the sweat was glistening on their naked bodies. She looked over at Bob who stood proudly in front of her, his hands behind his back in a military stance, he had a medium sized dick and small balls. Her Daddy's was much bigger and of course Jon's dwarfed his. Jon was the only one that was fully clothed as he stood by the door. His eyes were glazed over as he thought his balls would spontaneously combust from his arousal. She looked at Jon while her Daddy looked away and she puckered her lips in the form a kiss as she looked into his eyes. He looked at her and let out a deep moan that he turned into a cough as it got her Daddy's attention. 

Daddy led her around the room on her chain and let the men look at her closely. She smiled at all of them as they looked at every inch of her soft flesh. She teased them by licking her lips and looking at their hairy cocks and giving a low moan. She loved the way they smelled, the saltiness of pre-cum and sweaty man oil, like a man factory. She couldn't hide her arousal as she felt the juices leaking down her leg. 

One man was handling his balls while he made eye contact with her. She stopped in front of him as he said in a low deep voice, "I have so much hot cum for you. You want it, you hairy slut?" Jessica nodded and then man continued, "I'm going to explode all over those big hot nipples. Yeahhhhhhh." 

Daddy moved her on to the next man. This man had massive amounts of dark hair everyone. You could barely see his skin. Sweat was dripping from it and down to his hard cock and massive balls. Big hairy balls were Jessica's favorite all she could think about when seeing them was opening her mouth wide. She squeezed her legs together tightly when she saw the man lift them to show her. "Fucccccckkkk you hairy baby, I need your pretty mouth on them." Jessica moaned loudly when he said this and it even surprised Daddy a little. "Yeahhhh, I need that little mouth sucking them so I can jack off on your face. You want to suck the hair down there, don't you? Make it all wet with the sweet little mouth. Taste my sweaty balls? Fuck yeah, they need to be suckkkkeeed. They need to be sucked by a dirty hairy cunt, like you." The man made eye contact with her and started to groan loudly. Jessica started to feel vulnerable with all this man meat. 

It was so tense in the room she wondered how easily these men could take over and if Daddy and Jon could stop them all from fucking her to death. She turned to her Daddy for comfort putting her arms around him. He looked at her and could see the fear. He kissed her deeply and she was lost in his passion. Tasting his mouth made her calm down as his tongue probed her deeply. She moaned as he alternated by sucking her lips. She had never kissed anyone else before but the way he kissed her she couldn't imagine that it could get any better. He gripped her ass cheeks tightly while sucking that sweet tongue inside his mouth. The men started to jack off slowly while watching Daddy's big hands control that little body. She loved the attention but being in his strong arms is where she belonged. No one could love her this way. She was sure of it. 

Daddy lifted her up on a table that Jon brought down to the basement with pretty colored soft pillows. He made eye contact with her and could see that she was more relaxed. She laid back tilting her head where she saw Bob hovering above her. She knew he wanted to be the first to cum on her face. "You are the hottest FUCK I have EVER seen." He breathed standing above her. Even though he was the most physically attractive man she had ever seen she thought his attitude was the most repulsive. She would delight in the fact that he would never be able to touch her and could only watch her big strong Daddy take her virgin asshole tonight. She gave him a mischievous smile as she watched his regular sized dick grow larger. Most of the men grew closer but didn't dare get as close as Bob. He staked his claim on her face and no one would challenge that. Jessica could hear the men breathing deeply. She didn't know how her Daddy was going to fuck her tonight. So far, he wasn't touching her the way he normally does. 

Daddy was very aware of giving all the men a good look. Daddy could see the juices leaking out of her hairy cunt. She was the most easily aroused female he had ever been with but this was a new level of juice. The pillows around her ass were already damp with her wetness. He didn't think he would even need the lube if he used her own juice to lube her ass and his cock. While Jessica was looking around the room at all the hot, hairy, man sausage, she started dripping like a faucet. Her mouth felt dry and she started panting, taking in the strong smell of pre-cum. Her head felt light as she marveled at the sight of hairy, sweaty man cock. Daddy was slightly angered by her overwhelming arousal and in order to get her attention he lifted her legs over his shoulders and with one thrust harpooned his giant cock into her hot pussy hole. Her head snapped back and her eyes grew wide as her body stiffened. She had no time to moan as she lay practically upside down like a fish on a hook. Her body quivered as she remembered who was in control. 

Daddy grabbed both of her tits with his big hands as he fucked her rapidly keeping her legs high and her head tilted back. She could feel his anger as he stabbed her wet hole continuously. This was not the manner that he usually fucked her. This was a man that wanted to use a body. She could feel her juice leaking between her ass cheeks and sweeping into her asshole. Her body was flooded with emotions and she started to cry. The men saw her tears and they moaned louder as most of them beat off harder. She heard one man who was set off and he came with a thunderous scream. She cried because she was hurt by what her Daddy was doing to her, she cried because he was using her, she cried because he was fucking her so hard, she was crying from the pain and she cried because it felt SO GOOD she had nowhere else to take the emotion. Her senses were overloaded and before she knew it she was cumming loudly, her mouth opened wide and the loudest wildest scream poured out. The men beat faster. She looked over at Jon who stood in the corner he was so sweaty his shirt was stuck to his body. She felt so bad for him as she saw that his pants had a giant wet spot and knew that he was the man that screamed. She was out of breath but she continued to make eye contact with him. She couldn't look at her Daddy she couldn't see what he was doing to her. Jon watched her with lust in his eyes as she licked her lips. She wanted to imagine that Jon was fucking her and so did he. While keeping eye contact with Jon she gave a low whimper and said in a deep sexy voice, "FUCK-MY-ASS." The whole room responded to hearing this and they grew more frantic. 

She heard Bob's voice say, "Oh, YEAH, are you a hairy, ass whore? MMMMMMM... I'm going to hold my cum to see that." He told her. 

The men chimed in with, "Fuckkkk I want that tight asshole." 

She heard one man say, "I bet she has a hairy asshole. I want to violate that hole." 

She was ready as Daddy didn't even switch positions he just dipped his big cock into her asshole slowly. She was shaking as she kept eye contact with Jon. Jon drew closer to her not to look at the action but to connect with her. She didn't squirm as Daddy slowly invaded her. She was panting as Jon opened his shirt to her. Daddy was not aware of their interaction as he concentrated on taking her virgin asshole. She licked her lips again this time not to entice him because her mouth was so dry. Daddy's cock was being sucked inside her virgin hole quickly. Her juices were out of control. She felt his cock enter her and it felt like he was inside of her tummy. It was an insane feeling and she was glad that she had Jon with her. She heard her Daddy grunt as he bottomed out. Two more men jacked off as their sperm was flying around the room. Jessica closed her eyes momentarily as she felt full up. She looked at Jon who was not just aroused but felt for her. Knowing that he was there for her made her feel safe and excited. She knew at that moment she would figure out a way for him to fuck her some day. Daddy started fucking her asshole faster. She knew that her asshole was an exciting place when Daddy tongued fucked it or put his fingers in there but she had no idea how satisfying a cock could be inside of it. She felt winded as he used deep strokes inside of her. She wanted him to cum and when she looked at Jon she shouted, "Cum inside my ass!" All the men were on the edge and jacked off as fast as they could. "I want your cum deep deep deep in my asshole! Uhhhhhhh." Her eyes rolled back and her head moved from side to side as she felt Daddy's hot cum fill her deep hot, tight asshole. She thought she would drown in his juices. 

Just then Bob came all over her face as he screamed, "You FILTHY WHORE!" Because she was moving her head from side to side he didn't get as much on her as he would have liked. All of the men spilled their seed somewhere on her body as she looked at Jon with deep desire in her eyes. The room was steamy and filled with the smell of deep pussy and ass fucking. Daddy pulled out. He didn't look at her he just instructed Jon to take the men out of the house. Jon gave Daddy a big towel and several little ones that had been soaked in warm water to clean Jessica off. She watched Jon longingly as he showed the men into the next room where they would put their clothes on and leave. Bob turned around and blew her a kiss and mouthed, 'next time.' He made her sick. 

Daddy cleaned her off with the small wet towels not looking at her. They were both quiet as he used the first one to wipe the goo off of her face. She closed her eyes as he rubbed her face, then her neck. She looked down as he washed down her shoulders and her arms. She felt like he was cleaning a dirty dog rather than the love of his life. He cleaned her titties and her tummy, then her thighs without saying a word. She feared that doing this changed both of them. He used the big towel to wrap her in and went to pick her up. Just then Jon came downstairs and looked at them. "I need to give her a bath," he told him.

"But you told me I could be with her at the end." Jon said strongly. 

"Well," he thought, "I think she had a long night and is tired." He went to pick her up again. 

Jessica unfastened her arms around her Daddy and thought it was better to stay out of this.

"Wait, that was the deal. Are you going back on the deal?" Jon said. "Because I didn't do all this fucking work for free."

"No, of course not. We did well tonight and that was the deal." Daddy put Jessica down. He continued up the stairs irritated and muttered, "I'm going to take a shower." 

Jon and Jessica looked at each other as they heard Daddy close the bathroom door. Jessica removed her towel and let Jon look at her. Jon's heart was beating so fast he thought he was going to have heart attack. His cologne had long wore off and only the musty scent of his man sweat was left. He quickly took off his shirt as Jessica watched. His big, sweaty, hairy chest glistened in the dimly lit room. She moaned softly as she watched beads of sweat roll down his belly. She wanted to show Jon how much she wanted him, she didn't want there to be a question in his mind. He pulled down his pants and showed her his monster cock and balls. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh," she breathed and pinched her nipples. They were both quiet except for the sound of their breathing. Jon was hoping he was reaching a new level with her. Jessica knew that she would be much more verbal with him tonight but was trying to follow his lead. He stood there in front of her, proudly. 

"I can not stop thinking about you." He breathed. "Night and day and day and night. Sleeping and awake. Do you think about your Unlce Jon?"

"Mmmmmmm," Jessica replied and nodded her head yes.

"Goddddddd girl Uncle Jon would do ANYTHING to have you the way Daddy does." Jon started rubbing his hairy chest. "Uncle Jon would kill for you."

Jessica heard the water running upstairs and knew her Daddy had just started his shower. Jessica leaned back and opened her legs wide showing Jon her freshly fucked hairy cunt. 

"OH MY GOD you are the hottest," Jon breathed. "Uncle Jon thought he lost his chance with you after last time. But, I would crawl through shards of glass to be with you again. Although watching you tonight was like crawling through broken glass."

Jessica giggled and used her hands to open her hairy lips wide to his gaze. He saw a mixture of cum and her girl juice dribble out of her bright pink hole. 

"FUCCCCCCKKKK," Jon groaned as he started feeling his meat. "That's where Uncle Jon wants to be." He breathed.

"That's where I want Uncle Jon." Jessica said in a low voice.

Beyond excited Jon started panting, "yeah? Tell me little girl. Tell your Uncle Jon where you want him."

"Right. Here." She pointed inside her cunt. 

"Yeahhhh, you want him deep?" He said breathlessly beating off. 

"Soooooooo deeeeeeep, Uncle Jon." She purred looking at him. 

Jon was covered in sweat and was squeezing his balls while he jacked off. "Tell Unlce Jon where and how Jessie. Please." He begged.

"I want Uncle Jon's sweet tongue deeeeep inside my hairy cunt hole." Jessica panted. 

"Yeahhhhh Uncle Jon will eat you. He'll eat you. He will eat that hot hairy hole of yours." Jon was beating off fast. "What else do you want Jessie?"

"I want Uncle Jon's monster cock inside my baby cunt." She started to suck her fingers while saying this. And twisting around to show him her ass from behind.

"Ohhhhhhh Jessie, Jessie you're going to get Uncle Jon off." Jon was ready to soar. 

She turned back and said, "Not yet, Uncle Jon. Please. I want to cum first." 

Jon obeyed her immediately and slowed his pace he closed his eyes and thought of something that would slow him down. His fat ex-wife usually did the trick. 

"Do you like watching me Uncle Jon?" She asked innocently.

"More than anything, Jessie. It's all I can do without being allowed to fuck you." He explained. 

"I love when you watch me. I have from the very first time." She said. She moved around and started playing with herself. She heard the water turn off from above and knew her Daddy would be down soon. "I couldn't wait for tonight. For you to see me like this. For us to be alone." She breathed hard now and arched her back. "I get so wet thinking about your hairy chest in the back seat of our car. Uhhhhh. Mmmmm, Ohhhhh."" Jessica was rubbing her big clit frantically as she watched Jon lusting for her. "I'm so hot for you, Uncle Jon." She heard the upstairs water turn on again. 

Jon couldn't believe she was saying these things. He watched her play. 

"I love how hairy you are. Uhhhhh." She started rubbing faster. "I love how you look at me." Her clit was in overdrive. "Uhhhhh." She was shaking now. "I want you to fuck meeeeeeee Uncle Jonnnnn." She screamed so loud as she got off.

Jon gave his big cock a few strokes and splattered his hot thick cum all over her tits. "Ooooooooooooooooo," she moaned satisfied. "Oooooooooooo." She heard her Daddy walking around upstairs. She quickly took his fingers and dipped it in his goo on her chest and put them into her mouth. Jon watched as his fingers disappeared into her tiny mouth and he convulsed again shooting a second round directly into her open cunt. "Yesssssssss." She moaned as she felt the heat of his cum hit her hairy lips. She heard Daddy's footsteps getting closer as she looked into his eyes.

"I want to be with you." She told him quietly looking into his eyes. 

Jon's head was spinning. "But how? He'll never let you out of his sight."

Jessica smiled and popped his fingers out of her mouth. Jon stepped back and put on his pants as Daddy came down the stairs in his bathrobe. He saw Jessica covering herself with her towel as Jon nervously put his clothes back on.

"I didn't think it would take that long. You've had your fun." He told Jon sternly. "You know your way out." Daddy didn't bother to clean her off but took the towel and wrapped Jessica tightly and picked her up. She lay her head on his shoulder as they made their way up the stairs. 

When they got to the bathroom Daddy had a warm bubble bath going and put candles all around the bathroom. Without saying a word he placed her in the warm bath. She watched his face soften has he washed her hair and sponged her back. As he was soaping up her titties she looked at him and smiled and he smiled back. She was beginning to see they Daddy she loved again. She never wanted to leave him. She could never imagine it. She watched his strong hands reach down and gather up the warm bubbles and gently rub the night's activities off of her body. Daddy will make it better she thought. He kneeled outside of the bathtub naked concentrating on his work. She watched the strong muscles in his arms and the way his hairy abs flexed when he leaned over her. He smelled so good. She had a good view of his long, hot flaccid cock swinging between his legs as he scrubbed her body gently. He was the most beautiful man in the world. After tonight she just wanted him to kiss her and to hold her and to tell her nothing would change and he would always keep her safe. She looked into his eyes hoping he would do all of that. He looked back at her. She broke the silence. 

"I love you Daddy." She said quietly. 

Daddy responded, "I love you more than you'll ever know."

PART FOUR? You tell me...



Daddy Shoots Deep



I remember distinctly when things changed between me and my daddy. It didn't happen slowly over time. It came to me in a rush. I didn't realize at first exactly what was happening to me. I guess since I had never experienced sexual feelings before, I couldn't identify them as such right away. I do know that I was confused at first. Very confused. In my head I knew it was wrong – so wrong for me to have such feelings about my father. In my mind I was ashamed and afraid – but, between my legs, it felt so good that I could not resist. 

It happened on my 18th birthday. The first time I became wet for my daddy was like an awakening. Such dirty thoughts I had never imagined before came to me without abandon. The desire was so strong; I simply could not resist seducing my daddy no matter how hard I tried.

I used to be so innocent. When I had a bad dream I could crawl into his bed and cuddle and without all the naughty desires. When I sat on his lap, it was sweet, not dirty. The hugs and small kisses were sincere. I remember that Saturday when it happened. Everything changed in one day. I lost all control. I seduced my father and lost my virginity.

He was sitting in his leather chair watching the news that morning. I had just woken up and brushed my teeth. I heard the TV and thought I would go say good morning to Daddy. At that time, I had no idea what was coming. It was just another day. I walked into the living room having slept so well, I was feeling good and giddy.

"Good morning, Daddy! How did you sleep?" Daddy looked up at me and I could see him tense immediately. 

"Sarah, what are you wearing? Put some clothes on right now!" His voice was stern and with a tinge of anger. It caught me off guard. I looked down at myself – I was wearing the same sheer cotton V neck T shirt I've slept in for years. Granted it has gotten a little small for me, the thin cotton stretched over my growing breasts. I had noticed my tits getting larger and rounder. I was developing much earlier than all of my friends at school. I didn't know just then that my Daddy had been noticing too. My pink panties peeked out from the length of the shirt.  

"Daddy I am wearing the same thing I always wear to bed." I felt tears burning in the corner of my eye. I didn't expect Daddy to be so harsh. "Did you I do something wrong? Why are you mad at me?"

His voice softened. "I'm not mad sweetie. No, Daddy's not mad. It's just that you are older now. Those clothes are so small on you. Maybe it's time you start covering yourself up a bit more around the house." He looked away from me, stealing only small glances.

I stood in front of him, still a little confused. "But why, Daddy? It's just me and you." I took a step toward him. "I was hoping I could cuddle with you this morning and watch TV like we used to." Daddy's eyes met mine. He was no longer looking away, just the opposite in fact; his eyes took me in from top to bottom. 

There was silence for a moment. I felt a twinge of self-consciousness for the first time as Daddy looked my body up and down. He exhaled and suddenly that fleeting awkward moment was over. "We can cuddle, Honey. Just for a little bit though, ok? Then you go and change," Daddy said. 

"Thank you Daddy!" I bounced toward him, feeling happy and chipper once again. "Can I sit on your lap like I used to?"

"Yes, Sweetie. Come sit on my Daddy's lap." Daddy's voice became a hoarse whisper. I sat on his knees, sliding my bottom backward into his lap. I sat sideways, bum on his covering his groin, my legs hanging over the side of his thighs. 

"Daddy your voice sounds different. Are you sick? Are you sure you aren't mad at me?" I pouted a little and looked Daddy in the eye.

"Honey, Daddy's not mad. I was just surprised at seeing you in those clothes this morning. You are growing up so fast," Daddy said, his voice still a hoarse.

"You don't like it that I am growing up, Daddy? Aw, it's okay Daddy I am always going to be your little girl!"I said as I wiggled in closer to him. 

Daddy's eyes became intense as I wiggled. I felt something starting to push against my bottom. "Daddy," I giggled, "what's down there? There's something hard sticking into my bum!" I shifted backward a bit expecting to find daddy had the remote control or something sitting on his lap but instead found nothing but the crotch of his pants sticking up like a big tent. 

"Daddy what is that!" I bit my lip and looked up at daddy's face, feeling concerned and confused. "Daddy what is that big thing in your pants??"

Daddy's eyes hardened. He put his big strong hands on my waist and lifted me from his lap. "Go change Sarah!" he said sternly and swiftly walked out of the room. I stood there feeling confused and wondering what happened as I heard my daddy walk down the hall and into the bathroom.

I went into my bedroom to change my clothes as daddy instructed. As I pulled my t-shirt over my head I heard a strange sound coming from the hallway. What was that? My head peeked out into the hall and heard those sounds again. It was coming from the bathroom. Who was daddy talking to in there? I tiptoed into the hall and toward the bathroom door and listened. Daddy was moaning!! I was worried that he might be getting sick. I was about to knock on the bathroom door to check on daddy when I heard my name. A whisper, in that hoarse voice. I stopped, held my breath and listened. "Ohh Sarah my sweet girl," I heard daddy moan. 

What was daddy doing? I know it was wrong to spy on him but I was so curious! I quietly got down on my knees in front of the bathroom door and looked through the keyhole. Oh my god! There it was! That thing in Daddy's pants! It was enormous, long and thick like big cucumber. Daddy was rubbing it and moaning. I was in awe! I quietly watched daddy stoke and tug on his cucumber and heard him whisper my name again..... "Sarah baby Daddy wants to fuck you,"  he spoke quietly to himself while he moaned and stroked his cucumber.

My eyes widened. I've been pretty sheltered and very sexually inexperienced for a girl of 18. I had never been touched. 

I've heard some of the other kids at school talking about this. Some of the girls have told me about their boyfriend's cocks, and how boys will sometimes jerk off. Is this what Daddy was doing? But Daddy wasn't a boy - he was a man - and I never imagined that cocks are that big! Does Daddy want to fuck me with THAT big thing?

I was enthralled and continued to spy on Daddy. I couldn't take my eyes of his cock, the length and thickness, must have been 10 inches long. The tip of it was like a big purple plum, or a giant mushroom. I watched quietly as he stroked the length of his big member when suddenly Daddy let out a low deep growl from the back of his throat and threw his head back. His big thing was spitting streams of white stuff! There were three big spurts of stuff and Daddy shot it all over the bathroom counter. So much stuff!! 

I was so hypnotized by what Daddy was doing I forgot my silence and let out a small gasp. Immediately I covered my mouth, I saw Daddy stop and look toward the door? Did he hear??? Quietly but oh so quickly I got to my feet and scurried back into my bedroom without making a sound. Just as I was quietly click-shutting my door I heard the bathroom door open. 

I held my breath, I heard Daddy's footsteps leave the bathroom and stop in front of my bedroom.  Did Daddy know I was watching?? Did he hear me gasp?? Still holding my breath I heard Daddy breathing outside my bedroom door. I was quite as a mouse.... then I heard his footsteps walk away. I breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on my bed.

What was Daddy doing in there? Was he jerking off like the boys at school? Was he jerking off and thinking about me? He said my name. He said he wants to fuck me. I asked myself if I heard that right. And how come I never noticed that big giant thing in his pants before?? Daddy's cock is DEFINITELY bigger than all the other boy's dicks; there was no doubt about that. And what was all that stuff that came out of it? Is that what happens when guys cum? I had heard about that too, but I've never seen it before. WAS Daddy saying my name while he rubbed it?

As I pondered about what I saw I realized I felt a certain heat coming from between my own legs. I stood up and pulled my panties down to examine, and was surprised to see the crotch of my panties were very very wet. I felt an unusual tingle between my legs. What was happening?? I touched my fingers to the crotch of my panties. The warm liquid was a little thick, not like pee though, so then what was it? I lifted my fingers to my nose to smell, it had a sweet musky aroma. I wondered if it was the same stuff that came out of Daddy. Girls cum too, right? But not the same is it? I didn't think so, Daddy's was much thicker and there was a lot more of it. Hmmm, maybe Daddy left his stuff on the bathroom counter and I could go compare.

I quietly opened my bedroom door and peeked my head out. No one in the hallway, I snuck into the bathroom and shut the door behind me. Examining the counter, I was disappointed to see Daddy must have cleaned the counter top. I took a step closer though when I saw some of the white stuff on the sink cupboard. He missed a lot of it! There was so much Daddy must not have realized he got it all over the cupboards too. I looked closely at the wayward spurts of the white stuff. There was a huge dollop hanging there. I got down on my hands and knees in front of it, examining it. 

It was a thick substance. Carefully I placed my finger under the drip and lifted upward, collecting the white stuff on my finger. It was still warm from Daddy's body. I rubbed it between my finger and thumb, feeling its consistency. Very gooey. I suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to taste it. I don't know where that came from but in an instant I went from being curious to wanting it in my mouth. I brought my finger to my mouth and cautiously put the tip of my tongue against the gooey stuff. Mmm, it tasted a little salty. And good. Very good. This is my Daddy's cum from his cock, I reminded myself. At that thought, the hunger overtook me. 

I put my cum-covered fingers in my mouth and sucked it clean of Daddy's white goo. Licking my lips I noticed there was a tiny bit more on the cupboard. Mmm, I wanted to eat that too. I leaned forward and licked Daddy's stuff right off the cupboard. It was Yummy,  I thought to myself before realizing this act had began to make the wetness between my legs appear again. The tingle down there was getting stronger. Still on my hands and knees, I looked over the cupboards again seeing no more white stuff.  

Disappointed I was about to get up when I noticed a creamy gob on the ceramic bathroom floor just beneath the sink. More! I hadn't even contemplated whether it was a good idea to eat off the floor or not, I just knew my mouth was hungry for it as I licked daddy's thick white cream off the floor. I moaned involuntarily as I licked up Daddy's semen. Something inside my belly and between my thighs was heating up. My body felt electric and carnal on my hands and knees in the bathroom looking for more of daddy's cream.

After licking up daddy's mess I admit I felt a little ashamed. I tried not to think about it. I hopped in the shower and told myself I shouldn't have spied on my Daddy when he was rubbing and pulling on that big cucumber cock. I definitely shouldn't have licked his gooey juice from the cupboards and floor. I was relieved to find that by the time I had finished my shower Daddy had gone. He left a note saying he would be gone for a few hours. I was also relieved to have cleaned the wetness from between my legs. I sat in front of the TV and tried to forget about the strange things from today. I TRIED to forget, but my mind kept wandering back to what I saw in the bathroom. 

Daddy really seemed to enjoy what he was doing.  I found myself wishing I could make Daddy feel that good. I love my Daddy sooo much and making him happy means a lot to me. Selfishly, I also found myself wishing I could have some more of his daddy cream. 

That night during dinner Daddy was quieter than usual. Every once in a while I would catch him staring at me, his eyes intense, and then he would look away. I found myself stealing glimpses of his crotch – not understanding how such a big thing could fit in his pants there. Later still when it was time for bed I lay awake, unable to sleep, unable to do anything but think about my Daddy's big member. 

Eventually I could not take it anymore. I slipped the blankets from my body and quietly stood up, intent on going to talk to Daddy. I stopped in front of the mirror and noticed I was wearing another tiny sheer shirt, even tighter, that daddy would not approve of. I noticed my nipples poking though. I touched them lightly finding it both strange and arousing. My panties were bright blue bikini cut and hardly covered by little round bottom. I did not want to anger daddy so I slipped a robe on over my little clothes.

I tiptoed down the hall. Daddy's door was open just a crack. Quietly I pushed it open and stepped inside his bedroom. "Daddy?" I whispered. The moonlight poured over my handsome father. His chest was bare, a sheet sprawled over his waist. I heard him snoring lightly into the quiet night. Asleep. Maybe I shouldn't wake him, I thought to myself. 

Silently, I moved closer to the bed, my eyes fixed on daddy's waist. I wanted to badly to see his big thing up close. Slowly I lifted the sheet and exposed daddy's naked body. There it was! It didn't look nearly as big as it did earlier in the bathroom. Maybe I had imagined it? Still, it was big enough. 

I could not help myself from what I did next. I reached down wanting to touch it the way I saw Daddy do to himself. I wrapped my fingers around the shaft and slowly, cautiously, stroked it. My eyes widened as it grew right there in my hand! Daddy moaned and shifted his body. I stood still holding my breath. Please don't wake up Daddy! My little hand continued to stroke Daddy's hard-on, his shaft much too thick to get my fingers all around. 

It grew like a big giant cucumber again, huge like I remembered it, now pointing straight in the air. The moonlight exposed its throbbing veins, its big angry hard mushroom head, and a bead of wetness at the very tip of it. "Ohhh Daddy I love it!" I whispered so quietly, speaking of his cock. Daddy moaned lightly between snores.

I wanted to be closer to Daddy. Quietly I slipped my robe off from my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Slowly I crawled in the bed, under the sheets. Just as I laid down daddy moaned and shifted again. His big strong arms wrapped around me as his body turned toward my backside. Daddy pulled me close. I held my breath and went still. 

Did I wake daddy?? Relieved, I heard his rhythmic breathing and light snore. Daddy was still asleep, I smiled to myself as I realized his shifting had pulled me into spooning position with him. I felt that big rock hard bat pushed against my bum. "MMmmm," I moaned silently to myself, feeling so good, all of that wetness and tingling between my thighs coming back stronger than ever. I knew I shouldn't be here, doing this, taking advantage of my sleeping Daddy. 

As I laid there feeling a little guilty, I considered sneaking back out to my own bedroom. Just then I felt Daddy's big hard cock twitch against my bum. The heat of his big daddycock pouring through the thin fabric of my panties. A renewed desire took over as I pushed my bum back into Daddy's hard-on. 

"I want more to feel more of you, Daddy," I whispered sweetly, quietly, not wanting to wake him. I reached down, hooking my thumb under the side of my little panties, I cautiously pulled them down over my bum, lifting my thigh toward my chest to slide my panties down further and off one leg entirely. Feeling the thin layer of panty fabric move away from between daddy's hard cock on my little round bottom. I gasped lightly at the heat coming from my daddy's dick. His thick shaft pointing upward toward the small of my back, his big sac full of daddy goo hot and tight against my watering pussy. The length of his dick resting in against my butt crack like a fat daddydick sausage between my buns.

"Oh Daddy." I moaned again and slowly, very slowly moved forward and back, caressing daddy's dick with my ass cheeks. Daddy continued his rhythmic breathing, sound asleep. Daddy's head rested next to mine, his face buried in my hair. I turned my head toward his, feeling braver and hornier as I continued to rub my ass up and down the length of his cock. I kissed my Daddy's lips ever so lightly, letting my tongue invade his mouth just a little bit. Just a little past his lips... mmmm I felt daddy moan. More wetness dripping from my pussy onto my thighs. 

"I need more, Daddy," I whispered into his mouth, my lips still touching his, I moved my hips slowly forward thus moving his big dick downward. I relished the feeling of that fat round mushroom tip against pushed into the top crevice of my asscrack. I reached down and spread my butt cheeks open. Ohhh it was so naughty and dirty what I was doing! As I spread my ass cheeks wide I continued to shift my body so slowly so that the tip of his daddydick slid down the open crack of my ass. A small jolt of electricity gave me pause as his cockhead pressed against my tiny little pink asshole. 

"Ohhhh Daddy!" I moaned a little louder this time, then reminded myself to hush. I can't wake Daddy!! Not like this! Not when I have been such a bad girl, with his dick pressed against my tiny cherry ass hole. I kept his big fat cockhead there for a minute, it felt sooo good, I pushed my bum back toward his dick. Ohh his member is so huge it will never fit in there will it? I thought as I gyrated small tiny circles making his cock circle my asshole. I felt wetness dripping from daddy's cock.. mmm I smiled to myself feeling my asshole getting wet. "Is that your goo Daddy?" I whispered. "Do you have more hot cream for me?"

Daddy moaned a little between snores as I moved my butt so his cockhead continued downward... down between my swollen pussy lips. Mmmm I let daddy's cock slip between my thighs. I gasped as its rock hard head pushed against my clit. Electricity and heat shot through my body. "Ohh yes Daddy!" a low moan escaped me... I rocked lightly forward and back, guiding daddy's cockhead over my clit. 

Oooh I have never felt like this before. My careful quiet movements gave way to deeper thrusts, still slow and quiet but harder now, more friction as daddy's mushroom head rubbed my clit. I swear I could feel Daddy's pulse through his cockhead, throbbing as I rubbed it over my wet little puss.

I turned my head and lightly kissed daddy's lips again. I felt his hot rhythmic sleeping breathes going into my mouth, his breath circling around my tongue while his daddycockhead rubbed my hungry little girl pussy. 

"Masturbate me with your big cock, Daddy!" I moaned into his mouth. The tip of my tongue explored his lips, this time Daddy's mouth parted a little and his tongue reached out to mine. Daddy moaned too and I began to thrust a little harder, a little more recklessly, less worried about waking daddy and more attentive to the electricity and heat growing from my pussy, warming my whole body. 

"I've never felt anything like this before Daddy, it feels sooo good! Masturbate your little girl, Daddy! Rub your rock hard cockhead over my clit! Do it hard 'til I cum Daddy!"

I felt daddy beginning to thrust back.. the length of his big dick sliding between my pussy lips, the tip of his cock rubbing over my little clit harder, then harder, then ramming into my clit. 

Daddy began to kiss my mouth deeper, our tongues entwined, I sucked on my daddy's tongue and grinded my wet pussy and clit into his fat cockhead. I could feel the pulse of his dick, the throb of it harder now. Blood flowing hard through his cock veins while my swollen pussy dripped hot little girl juice.




Daddy Shoots Deep



Suddenly daddy came alive. In one swift movement his body shifted downward and his cock moved upward.. the big mushroom no longer against my clit, now pushing its way into my little pussy hole. Still kissing Daddy, his eyes still closed, Daddy's hand tightened on my waist and pulled me downward onto his cock.  

Oooohhh I felt the incredible stretch of my little virgin pussy hole, my hymen resisting the invasion of that big round mushroom cockhead. Expertly Daddy pulled my waist down toward him. Hard, steady, slow. My pussy widened, I sucked in my breath and groaned as Daddy's giant pulsing cockhead made its way into tiny little tight wet pussy tunnel. Suddenly every nerve ending in my pussy came alive as Daddy's fat mushroom pushed halfway past my opening. "Oh Daddyyyyy, yesssss!," I yelled. "Pop my little cherry, Daddy!!" just as daddy's eyes finally begin to open.

Halfway into my taking my virginity Daddy was finally awake and aware, he looked into my eyes in surprise at the very same moment my hungry little cherry hole squeezed tight around his big mushroom cockhead and sucked it inside, fully breaking into my little girl virgin hole. The suction and pop of my pussy from daddy's cockhead invasion me squeal, a balloon of wet liquid head grew rapidly inside me...... so close to bursting.. so close to exploding my first wet hot orgasm all over daddy's cock.

Daddy's surprise grew to shock - he rapidly retreaded his mushroom from my pussy... my horny little hole greedily tried to hold it inside but daddy pulled out hard and fast, so fast my little cherry hole suction-popped again as daddy pulled his dick out.

"Daddy nooo please don't stop!!" As daddy pushed me from him I rolled onto my back and instinctively slide my fingers between my legs, not wanting to lose this incredible feeling of heat and wetness. 

That cockfull feeling inside my pussy opening, just Daddy's big cock tip and only for a moment but it was sooo amazing, like nothing I ever felt before. On my back, my thighs spread wide open, my panties half off and hanging from one thigh, I looked up at Daddy and slid finger into my pussy. I looked at Daddy's eyes -- full of confusion, anger, and intense desire. 

"Daddy why did you stop!" I whined and moaned.

"Sarah! Jesus! Stop it! This is wrong! What the hell did you do?" Daddy demanded.

"I'm sorry Daddy I didn't mean for all of that to happen!" I moaned and fingered myself recklessly for Daddy, no longer caring if I angered him. No longer feeling shame. I felt nothing but desire and need .... intense need for daddycock back in my hole. "Please please just fuck me now Daddy you can be mad at me later!" 

My one little finger inside my pussy wasn't anywhere as good as daddy's fat cockhead. Two fingers now.. I slipped a second finger into my hole, grinding my hips and squirming, looking up at Daddy. "You popped my cherry Daddy and made me feel so good!! See how wet I am? I was going to cum, it was so close Daddy, don't you want to make me feel good like that?"

Daddy's eyes softened - but not his cock - as he looked down on me. The desire slowly overtook the anger. Daddy's big cucumber dick stood at attention as his eyes started to drink me up.

"Daddyyyy!" I squealed. "I'm sorry, I can't stop it now! It feels too good!" 

Daddy stood still, not moving, watching me, my thighs spread wide open, my little blue panties hanging from one thigh. He watched his little daughter . I fingerfucked myself with one hand, my other hand lifting my tight sheer t-shirt up over my titties. My shirt up below my neck I continued playing with myself - Daddy watched me intently still not moving. His eyes growing darker, his big hard dick twitching. 

"Pleeeease Daddy! I watched you in the bathroom today Daddy! I spied on you through the keyhole. I know you want to fuck me Daddy cause you whispered my name while rubbing your cock." Daddy's cock twitched again. His body tense and still, like a statue with a giant hard-on daddy kept watching me.

"This is wrong. You're my daughter," Daddy's voice was deep and broken, hoarse, but full of lust.

"It's ok Daddy cause I want it! It's only bad to fuck your daughter if she says no. Look at me - Daddy I WANT this so BAD! I am fingerfucking my pussy for you because I need your cock!" 

Daddy's hand slowly lifted toward his dick. He wrapped his fingers around his shaft and stroked it slowly.

"Yesss Daddy that's what I saw you do! I saw you stroke your fat dick, did you know I was watching? Did you hear me gasp when you starting spurting your jizz? That was SO MUCH cum Daddy I didn't know what was happening at first. It made my panties wet watching you." I paused to moan and squirm, still fingering myself, wanting so badly to convince daddy to come fuck me.

"Do you know what I did Daddy? I snuck into the bathroom and licked your cum up. You thought you had cleaned it all but there was too much of it. You left some of your goo on the cupboard and floor. I licked it all up Daddy! I got on my hands and knees, I licked and sucked your hot creamy juice from the floor."

Daddy started stroking his cock hard now. He took a step toward me, standing between my legs, looking down directly at my pussy, his eyes moving up my body slowly to my face. "You licked up my cum, did you, that's very naughty." His face softening, voice still deep and hoarse. He went still again. Unsure. Still drinking me with his eyes as I played with my bald pink pussy,

Daddy finally spoke. "Did you like eating daddy's goo?" Daddy said, his voice harder, more demanding. Daddy began to stroke his dick a little faster now.

"Yes Daddy!! I was on all fours looking for more daddygoo!! I wanted more!! It tasted sooo good in my mouth! Can I have more of it Daddy?"  Daddy paused, watching my pussy again. So wet, my fingers audibly swishing around, a little wet swimming hole for daddycocks.

"You can have more, Baby." Daddy stepped closer to me. "Daddy has lots of cum for you. But you don't just want it in your mouth, do you, Sweetie? Daddy dreams about filling all your holes with his sticky hot goo. But first I am going to eat your little pussy out ok Honey?" In one swift movement Daddy was at the end of the bed, his hands under my bum lifting my pussy in the air toward his face. So close. His lips were so close to my dripping busy. 

"Your little cunt is so wet and hot, Sweetie. " Daddy blew lightly, cool air over my pussy. My whole body shivered. "Do you want Daddy to eat your hole?"

"Ohhh yes!!! Daddy!" I was lifting and squirming my waist, trying to get my pussy closer to Daddy's mouth. Daddy kept moving back though, teasing me. I reached down and began rubbing my clit.. "Daddy I can't wait for you anymore! Can't you see how wet I am?"

"Yes Baby I see. You are dripping. And you smell so good. Your pussy is so pink and fresh and delicious - I can't wait to lick it and suck it. But you have to convince me, Honey. Daddies shouldn't eat their little girl's pussies so you have to beg me. Can you do that? Beg Daddy to eat your pussy."

"Daddy plllleasee pleaaase eat my pussy!! I NEED your daddymouth on my little cunt.. I need your tongue licking and lapping at me. Don't you want to taste your daughter's pussy, Daddy?? Don't you want to eat my hole as badly as I want you to??"

Mmmm Daddy dove deep, his face into my little girl muff, his tongue into my hole, then lapping all the wetness, drinking my juice. My body shook, the ball of wet heat growing inside me again, deep in my pussy. Not yet exploding but leaking wetness... a slow wet orgasm leaking from my pussy hole on to daddy's hungry tongue. "You're so wet, Baby, and so delicious." Daddy's muffled voice vibrating in my pussy.

"Fuck yes Daddy lick me lick me lick me! Lick your little daughter - eat me from my asshole to my bellybutton!" Daddy half groaned and snarled as he spread my ass cheeks open. I could hardly breath, I moaned and squirmed.. "Daddy," I said breathlessly, "When you were sleeping I spread my ass cheeks and let the tip of your cock press again my asshole. I'm sorry I was so bad Daddy!"

I could feel the wetness from my pussy dripping far back around my butt cheeks, all around my little butthole. "Such a bad girl!" Daddy said, and slipped the tip of his tongue into my little ass. "So tight Baby!!"  

Daddy moved his tongue along my slit and slipped a finger into my wet sex juice lubricated asshole. I squealed and squirmed loud and hard.  "You like that don't you, Honey?  Only bad girls like to get their assholes fingered.  You are so good at being bad, Sweetie."

"I'm your girl Daddy! I am only bad for you!! I will do ANYTHING for my daddy!"

"That's what I want to hear, Babygirl. Daddy's going to fuck your pussy now. It's what you want isn't it?"

"Yes Daddy pop my little cherry hole again and fuck me good this time!! Your cock is so big, like a giant cucumber, but I can take it Daddy."

"Do you want Daddy's goo in your little hole, too? Daddy's gonna fuck you, daddy's gonna fuck your virgin hole really good baby. If you want Daddy's hot juice you have to beg me. Be a bad girl for Daddy, ok?"

"Yes Daddy I want your goo! Ever since I saw you shoot buckets in the bathroom. Since I licked your cum from the floor and walls, I've wanted it. Please give it to me!! Fuck me now Daddy!" Daddy's fat mushroom head pushed into my pussy again, easier this time but filling me up no less. 

"Ahhhgghh YES Daddy! Go deep! Fuck your little daughter with that fat cucumber daddy dick!!" Daddy thrust his cock deep, filling my little pussy hole up all the way, taking all of my virginity this time.

"Your pussy is so hot and tight, Babygirl." Daddy grunted as he thrust his cock. "I love fucking my daughter's hole. I love you, Baby. Daddy loves you so much."

"I love you too Daddy!" Breathless, shaking, that wet hot liquid balloon growing huge inside my cunt, stronger than ever, so intense. "Shoot your Daddygoo inside me!! Shoot it deep Daddy past my pussy! Shoot it deep into my into my belly! Daddy I love you so much! I am going to explode my wet pussy juice all over your cock while you fuck me, ok Daddy? I love you, give me your thick hot cream!!" 

My pussy grabbed tight to Daddy's cock, daddy thrust it so deep and stretched me so wide every one of my thousand nerve endings inside my pussy were leaking my little girl sex juice. Hot orgasm growing inside me, the balloon getting so big now, so close. Ohh yes oh yes it was going to explode!

"I love you Baby, cum for Daddy.... Daddy's gonna give you his hot cream up your cunt now."

"Daaaddy yessss I am cumming for you too!!" The balloon burst just as Daddy's sperm shot up inside me. Daddy's load shot so hard and deep from his big fat daddycock while my wet little girl cum squirted out, Daddy's dick blocking my squirt like a damn, a fat daddycock jamming sex juices deep into my pussy, invading and stuffing my tight hole. 

"Ooohhh ohhh Daddyyyyyyyy your little girl is cummmming!!!" I yelled out and shook as the Daddy and daughter wet hot orgasm juices exploded around simultaneously in the depth of my little pussy hole.

My body shook violently. Daddy pulled out a few inches letting our juices escape just a little and thrust deep again, spurting another load of his cream, releasing more of my hot little girl orgasm from my cunt. 

"Daddy loves you, Baby. Take all of Daddy's cum," Daddy leaned down and put his mouth on mine, his tongue pushing into mine, french kissing and tongue fucking his little girls mouth. Daddy moaned as he thrusted deep one more time... another stream of shooting daddygoo.

"Ohhhh Daddy!" I moaned, my head dropping away from Daddy's french kiss. My body spent, my orgasm still deflating. Daddy slowly pulled his cock out of my pussy, so slowly, allowing a full release of liquids, thick daddy cream and hot daughter juice flowing from my freshly fucked little hole as my orgasm waned. My little body twitched and shivered.

"I love you, Daddy." I whispered as daddy lowered my bum down to the bed. I closed my eyes, so sleepy and dreamy, smiling, naked, thighs spread, freshly fucked by my handsome daddy, daddy gizz and daughter juice still dripping from my pussy as I fell asleep on my father's bed.

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Daddy Should Knock



Coming home a few hours early from a company dinner I see your boyfriend's car in the drive parked at a slant. As if he was in a hurry. I think that kids will be kids and at 18 and just back from college for a weekend you are full of life and bubbly with me as well as your friends. 

Always seeing you smile and as of late seeing in your face a maturity that comes through in your eyes. You're eyes is what I need to focus on as well since being at the threshold of womanhood has hit you like a bullet train. Your chest defying gravity and your hips making palm trees envious for your swing. 

Our walks together evokes stares of envy from every man and jealously from all the women of what you have by genetics.

I pull into the drive way and right up to the garage door as thinking I don't want to move the car when your boyfriend leaves later but all I want is a moment to detox from all the Bullshit of the dinner. people trying to show up each other and pretend that all of this crap matters in the end. 

I enter through the back door and into the kitchen. Expecting to hear a TV or at least music but nothing... The house actually in a eerie quiet with darkness that seems to add to it. I open the fridge which lights up the kitchen and I hear a sudden gasp behind me and I turn. It's your boyfriend who looks at me in shock... Standing there holding an old belt it seems. Hey, Tim... how are you? He looks at me and just seems to stumble his response. "Fine, Sir. Just came over to spend some time with Kristine." "That's fine. You're young so enjoy it. You two have plans for the night... or did you do something earlier?" "No... we did nothing.. I think I should be going home." He turns almost at a run as he passes me. I stand there puzzled and seeing he had left his belt behind on the counter. Shit... I think I better bring it up to you so I don't forget. As I walk up the stairs I hold the old belt in my hand and see your door just ajar with a dim light coming from inside.

I push open the door and my breath escapes from me without allowing words to follow from what I see.

You are on your bed naked for all but a pair of very high heels that make your calves seems to stay in a permanent flexed state. A blindfold over your eyes and at the same time holding back your long blonde hair framing your face. Your wrists are loosing tied to your bed posts in binds that I know you can get out of but you playfully rolling your wrists in them. Knees tucked under your belly and ass up high as you turn your head in my direction.

"What took you so long? I have been waiting baby"

I can't even speak as I take in what I see.. your curves shown off even more by the long deep shadows produced from your lone table lamp. I take a step in and the floor creaks...

"baby, you said you were gonna try and take care of me.. I am waiting.. don't take so long.. don't tease.." 

your ass goes up a little higher. "my cunt is soaked... it needs you to taste it.

Looking at you I see that your mound is smooth.. recently shaved and I can see your lips just parting. My cock reacts and stiffens quickly.. but I hold still.. What is the greater evil.. shaming you or letting you believe that what you are doing is fine and letting you feel good. As I work through the answer I realize my tongue is in you already. my eyes closed and trying to not moan but I taste your tender walls and push in deeper with my tongue... I feel your hips push back on me... grinding against me and I pull your ass cheeks wider and probe deeper... Tongue wide in you. Eating you rougher and rougher as you purr from my lick and bites.. Sucking against all of you and making you rock back and forth as you try to match my pushes to get deeper into you. 

Your sighs and pants making me more eager and rationalizing that you are enjoying it and it is nothing bad. Then you pull a little forward and away from my mouth giggling 

"no fair you get to eat alone... can I have some of your cock...? You pause and giggle "Sir..."

The Sir putting me over the edge... The way you said it sending a tingle through my entire body as I look up and see you with your face turned back towards me and smiling but the blindfold still on. My cock so hard... and throbbing I unzip. Holding it in my hand I crawl over to the head of the bed on my knees. the bed springs creaking and giving in to my weight and then releasing as I move to the next. You turn your head towards me on instinct but just a little off in the wrong direction and I grab you hair a little and adjust you. hearing you moan as I do I watch my cock vanish inside your mouth. watching you start to bob up and down even though you are in semi-restraints. Your eagerness to suck my cock making me pant and moan but holding still as you do all the work. Milking my cock for any of the precum that escapes. 

Trembling as I hold back my load... cock so hard. You pull away for a moment and smile.. 

"I told you trying something new would help... You are as hard as a rock.. fucking huge tonight, baby." 

Looking down at you I almost shoot as I hear to talk dirty. I just moan and gasp my agreement as I feel you take me back into your mouth. A playful bite follows a frantic sucking that brings me to the edge of exploding and you pull away.. I exhale almost in relief.

You lick you lips.. and whisper "fuck me.. now." I stay still where I am.. not sure what to do.. and you say it again "fuck me, now.. " you're baby muffled in your pillow as you deny me your mouth and lift you ass up again.

I get behind you... you loosen your hands from the semi-binds and purr no.... "On my back"

I watch you flip one leg over and spread yourself for me. I tremble and lay between your legs and feel my shaft press against your slit... warm and sticky... I feel your hands on my hips and you push me back a so I can enter you. I close my eyes and slide in.. moaning as I feel myself go as deep as I can.. Hand on your breast.. mouth on your neck.. fucking you.. hearing you gasp and moan.. and hearing you say "fuck me, fuck me" over and over. 

Thrusting harder... as I grunt and moan.. kissing your mouth and your legs wrapping around me.. your "fuck me's" more intense and then grunt.. "You can be rougher daddy.. fuck me harder."

I hold still and I see you smile with your blindfold on... "If I don't see you... is it you.?" The giggle that follows making me harder and I ram into you harder.. hand sliding to your hair and yanking...back as I push in. My mouth on your nipple sucking hard as I grind into you and stretch you. Hearing you moan "fuck me daddy.. do it daddy".

I tremble and hold in as I feel your walls tighten. Feeling you shake I shoot hard into you... and let out "baby... fuck...." Cock deep in you... I kiss your neck... I came home early,.. I am sorry.. it was just..." You smile and kiss me back. "I heard your car... I figured why waste a good tie down. You should come home early more often'



Daddy Spanked Me



I walked into the kitchen and my Daddy had a funny look on his face. "Good morning, Daddy." I said. "What do you want for breakfast?"

He glared at me and said, "I think I should cook your buns for breakfast."

I felt my face go flush. Daddy had never made a spanking reference before in all my 19 years. "What are you talking about?" I asked.

Daddy said, "Julie, I saw what you were looking at on the computer last night. You should be ashamed of yourself. You wrote thirteen spanking stories and poems for a website? What is wrong with you?"

I felt myself getting dizzy and confused. I always delete the browsing history and cookies when I finish using the computer.

Daddy seemed to me reading my mind and said, "It doesn't matter if you delete the browsing history. I clicked 'back' on the browser because I wanted to find a weather site I was looking at the day before. Instead, well you can imagine what I saw. All kinds of crazy spanking sites. Don't you realize that all of that is nonsense? There is nothing sexual about a spanking and you are going to find that out tonight."

"What are you talking about?" I flushed not believing any of this was happening.

"I blame myself, really." Daddy said. "You never got spanked growing up and your Mother wasn't there to raise you. Somehow, you got a crazy notion that spanking was erotic. However, I am going to show you tonight nothing is further from the truth. Spanking is for punishment and that's you need for looking on those sites instead of studying for midterms."

"But Daddy, I'm a good girl. Don't spank me." I begged.

"Does a good girl look at what you did?" He crossed his arms. "It's not like you have a choice. Well, I guess you do. Either move out today or get a spanking when I come home. I have to go to work." Daddy whisked out the door. It was 6 am and he wouldn't be back for 12 more hours. I pushed him and his threat out of my mind. By the time he got home, he would be cooled off.

I went upstairs and got on my stair stepper. I stepped for 40 minutes and got a good workout. I have a great round butt from three years of stair stepping, which keeps my 110 pound 5'6" frame firm. I'm a curly haired blonde with blue eyes and C breasts for those who want to know. But most of you who like spanking like to hear about my butt instead, and, as I've mentioned, it is round and, oh, it is firm and makes plenty of men and some women turn around to get a second or third look. 

After my workout, I showered and dressed. While I put my panties on, I had an absurd thought that I would be spanked later. I started obsessing about spanking a year ago and have had numerous fantasies about a man dominating and spanking me. This has never really happened in real life, hey, I'm only 19 and my sexual experiences so far have been vanilla as they say. I just never thought my first adult spanking would be from Daddy. I couldn't imagine he would be too rough if he actually followed through. 

What do you wear for your Daddy when he is going to spank you? I decided to wear a shorter skirt--something he could just flip up and bare me quick with. I didn't want to wear jeans or pants: if he had to struggle taking them down and then saw my front side while doing so I would die of embarrassment. I wore a white blouse, put on some makeup, and went about my day looking at spanking sites online and then studying an hour before Daddy got home.

I heard his sedan pull up and ran downstairs. Daddy walked in the door with a small plastic bag from Wal Mart. 

"What's in the bag, Daddy?" I said. I wanted to distract him. Maybe he would forget about the whole thing. 

Daddy said, "Go upstairs and wait for me in your bedroom." 

I hurried up the stairs and waited a half hour. My stomach churned as I listened to him walk up the stairs slowly. He walked in my room with the bag, crinkled the plastic, and took out a package with a wooden hairbrush.

I gulped. "You aren't going to spank me with that?" I said.

"Of course I am. You write on and on in your stories about being spanked with the backside of a hairbrush. How can you think that is erotic?" He sat on the edge of my bed and patted his lap. 

I laid face down across his lap and looked at the carpet. "This cannot be happening," I thought. "Just a dream."

I felt the fabric of my skirt being tugged up slowly. Then I felt his fingertips reaching into the waistband of my white cotton panties. Full seated panties, of course. "No! Daddy you can't spank me on the bare!"

"That's what you write about and that's what you are going to get." Daddy said. "I am going to give you a good bare bottom spanking, young lady." He then proceeded to spank my bare bottom with his right palm. A sharp rapid series of spanks that were more shocking and brisk than painful. He focused on the lower half of my bottom. I didn't feel pain but plenty of shame and humiliation. I tried to keep my thighs squeezed together so he couldn't see anything but then he applied the hairbrush, and that was extremely painful and noisy.

WHAP WHAP WHAP. It astounded me and I failed to keep my thighs together any more. I struggled to keep my composure but started out let out gasps and squeals. "Please Daddy! No more!" 

"We are just starting." He gave me a sharp series of spanks all over the bottom and upper half of my butt. He also gave the top of my thighs a few smacks.

My butt wiggled back and forth so much that my panties had dropped from my thighs down to my ankles. I felt something damp develop in-between my legs and felt the ultimate humiliation: I was getting turned on by being spanked by Daddy. I felt flush and weak in the head. Dizzy. The spanks weren't as hard as they could be and I was getting aroused to no end. For some reason, my clit is directly wired to my butt and the attention and stimulation my butt was feeling was sending electric shocks to my clit. 

Daddy dropped the brush but continued to give me some more spanks on my bottom. From his panting, I could tell he was getting exhausted and near the end. I started to let out loud cries, I think he thought they were cries of pain but they were really cries of an approaching orgasm.

He continued to spank and said, "Let this be a lesson, you naughty, naughty, naughty girl!" 

The last 'naughty girl' sent me over the edge and I climaxed with buckling hips crying out, "I'm sorry Daddy!" He stopped. Mercifully, he didn't say anything.

I stood up to get up off his lap and, forgetting that my ankles were bound together by my panties that had pooled together now around my feet, I slipped and fell toward Daddy sticking out my right hand which grabbed onto something in Daddy's lap. It was large a firm and stuck out like a joystick: I realized to my fascination that I when I slipped I clutched onto the tent in his pants that covered his throbbing penis. Without a word, I gave it a tight squeeze and then sauntered out of the room. 

The next morning, Daddy made me promise never to go on to literotica.com or any spanking website again. Except for this story, I am going to keep that promise and stop writing these stories. Good bye all, and thanks for reading my last story. 



Daddy Spanks Roni



Growing up, when we were bad our mother would scold us but our father would spank us. He would take us into the bedroom then make us lay across his lap. Then he would firmly swat us five to ten times. When he was finished he would have us sit cross-legged on the floor, on our sore bottoms, while he lectured us on being good children. 

The last time my father spanked me I was eighteen! I had just turned eighteen and living at home. My boyfriend had borrowed a Polaroid camera and we took turns taking pictures of each other. One thing led to another and as these things usually do, I ended up naked. They weren't all that bad (by today's standards) but of course my Southern Baptist father found some of the pictures and he hit the roof! His house, his rules, even though I was an 'adult' we were taught to be respectful and obey our parents. Dad was pretty upset and said he would decide on my punishment. I didn't want to be grounded and begged my dad for some other punishment, Dad asked me if I'd rather have a spanking. Anything, I told him, just so I didn't have to stay home.

About a week later I had just gotten out of the shower and had on my robe when he told me to come into his bedroom and shut the door. Back in those days our parents' bedroom was off limits, the only time we were allowed in was when we were going to be punished. Hesitantly entering, I saw my mother sitting silently at her dressing table, facing my father, she was in her robe as it was nearing bedtime. Papa was seated on a chair he had placed in the in the middle of the room and he told me to take off my robe. 

Standing on the cold wooden floor, I was naked, my young body still pink from the warm shower I had just taken. My breast were a C cup and the heat from the shower had caused my aureoles to swell to about three inches in diameter and my nipples were always extended. My pubic area was covered by a patch of dark brown hair that didn't quite hide my clitoris. I didn't know Papa was going to call me into his room or I would not have played with myself in the shower. I was standing in front of my father with my labia very red and swollen and my engorged clitoris almost purple and visibly noticeable, like small penis peeking from between my pussy lips. I felt embarrassed as I stared down at the floor. He sat down in his chair and told me to kneel across his lap. My naked breasts were pressed against his leg as he first rested his hand on my bare butt. 

He began to spank me. At first it was like he had done when we were young; but the second slap was harder and the third even harder. Stopping momentarily to pull my legs apart, he next put the fingers from his other hand in my ass crack, separating my butt cheeks. He then lowered his 'spanking' hand so that I could feel each swat on my pussy. It was then I felt his erection. He was slapping my pussy and I was giving my Papa a hard-on. I tightly gripped his leg, pressing myself against his hardening cock. He in turn began pressing his pelvis against me, moving up against my ribcage. I could feel his pelvis slowly moving against me as if he was fucking me.

He spanked me harder; my pussy was wet, dripping down my leg. His cock pressed harder against me, I could only imagine how beautiful his swollen member was. He began to spank me even harder and faster, almost in a frenzy. I couldn't stand it; I moaned, I cried, I was sobbing as I began to spasm, shaking, I was cumming! A huge orgasm began to sweep over me, my juices started gushing out onto the floor. 

My ass was burning when he finally stopped. His cock was like I had never known it, it felt huge and I could feel the spreading sticky wetness of his cum. My father had cum. I had made Papa shoot his wad! His semen was beginning to seep through his pants and I could feel the ejaculate that I had caused. Then he began rubbing my ass like he did when I was little only this time my legs were open, wide open and he was massaging, rubbing my pussy cum all over me. Reaching down on my thighs and spreading it between my legs, on my anus, making me slick with all my lotion. 

Tenderly rubbing his fingers down my ass crack to my purple clit, he then started to finger me. I felt his fingers almost delicately search out my tight little ass as he worked his finger inside me. Collecting some of my cum from my pussy he wet his fingers and worked what felt like two fingers into my anus, grinding them deep into my hole. He was slowly fucking my ass when he removed his fingers and reached around my waist with his other arm lifting my little ass up to his lips, I could feel him lick my butthole! I could hear him softly moan as he rimmed my anus then poked his tongue inside of me. As he buried his tongue in my ass he closed his lips around me and softly sucked. I had never had anyone eat out my ass and with his arm holding me up to his face I couldn't believe how incredible it felt! He was tongue fucking me and sucking out my asshole! 

Lowering me once more to his lap he put his hand on my pussy. Spreading my wet lips he slid one finger inside me, gently sliding it deep inside, then twisting it and moving it around like he was trying to feel my insides. He began telling me what a beautiful woman I had become and how he wanted me to be his little girl forever. It was almost like he was experimenting as I felt him working one, then two, three fingers in my pussy. I was so wet He could have probably fist fucked me!

He was slowly using two fingers to fuck me when I slid off his lap to my knees. I almost instinctively began to rub his dick through his pants while trying to unzip his fly. He leaned back a bit in his chair and I was able to unbutton pants, then as I started to unzip him, his beautiful swollen cock head popped into view. Oh my god! It still had his sweet man cream oozing out of it and I swear it looked gigantic! Pulling his cock free from the nasty stickiness of his underwear I had to taste him. I could see the globs of cum on his shaft as I wrapped my small hand around him and brought him to my mouth, leaning forward I began sucking my father's cock.. 

It was then I felt my mother's hand on my shoulder, "Rhonda Sue," she said.

I could feel my father's hand on my head as he had wrapped his fingers into my hair and pulling my head up and down on his cock, he was thrusting himself deep into my mouth.

"Rhonda Sue," mother said again in a soft, firm voice.

I didn't want to stop, my Papa didn't want to stop. He continued fucking my mouth, pushing my head down on his lap, forcing his cock deep into my mouth, then pulling up then back down. I couldn't help but gag as his member choked me, it hurt, it felt good, divine. My tears were running down my cheeks onto my father's dick as he pumped my head up and down.

Finally she called out my father's name. Twice.

Releasing my head, Papa quit hunching my face, though his dick was still hard. I kept him in my mouth. I wanted him to cum.

Mother reached down and put her hand on my forehead and pulled gently back as his cock fell out of my mouth. Then helping me to my feet, she tenderly draped my robe over my shoulders. I could feel my pussy juice running out of me and down my legs as I stood there unsteadily. Looking down I studied my father's penis, an uncircumcised thick piece of meat, covered in his own sticky goo as well as my saliva and spit, it seemed to pulse, throb as his swollen, purple head was still leaking his semen. I could see the scrape marks from my teeth, the streaks of blood I had drawn as he had introduced me to the pain/pleasure formula that would be a part of my life forever.

I was dazed, my mind a hazy fog that seemed to hug me in a warm bliss, ecstasy that I hoped would never end.

As I closed the door behind me I looked back to see my mother silently kneel in front of my father and lower her head to his lap.

-roni



Daddy Spies Amy



Chest heaving in and out. 

Lips parted slightly. The softest of noises being barely heard. 

Body hot and moist. 

Legs spread wide, one hand between them. 

Fingers gently rubbing in hot cream. Round and round in circles around the tiny nub that must have been so hard at this moment. 

Free hand gently teasing pebble like nipples. 

Eyes clenched tight. 

A moan escapes from dry lips. Wet tongue darts out to moisten them. 

Mmmmm... 

This is the scene that was playing inside as I stood outside my house and looked in through the window. I had forgot my keys and when I looked in the window to see if anyone was home, I was shocked to see what was happening inside. First I saw my daughter's boyfriend Luke sitting in the recliner in the living room. Then, I saw my daughter – naked, glistening with sweat, with one hand in her pussy and another on her breasts – sitting on the coffee table in front of the recliner with her gorgeous long legs astride Luke on the recliner's arms. If her eyes had been open she would have seen me. But lucky for me, she didn't know I was there, watching as my beautiful baby girl touched herself in front of her lover. 

My cock hardened at that sight. I had always fantasized about seeing my daughter naked and having sex with her. And here was my chance to make one of my wishes come true. For only being 19, Amy had the perfect body. Staring at her now was like looking at an angel. Her long red hair fell down in spirals behind her as her back arched and she spread her legs farther. Her delicate neck and shoulders came down to meet the most perfect breasts ever created. Her nipples stood out straight as her palm ran over them and pinched gently. A flat tight belly turned into a firey bush and then – her sweet pussy. Her hand worked effortlessly between her glistening pussy lips. I could only imagine what she must have been feeling at that moment. Turning herself on and pleasuring herself while her boyfriend is only inches from her. Her hips rose slightly off the table, over and over as she moaned. I could tell that she was about to cum. Quickly, I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my hardened cock. It sprang free easily. I started rubbing it fast, thinking about how perfect it would be if Amy's mouth was around it instead of my hand. 

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Clit so hard it almost hurt to touch it. Still I kept rubbing, but gently. I tried to concentrate on cumming, but every time I was close, I couldn't climax. I teased my nipples, trying anything to make the pleasure increase. Even glided two fingers into my cunt, finding my g-spot. Still, nothing. Not until I looked out the window. 

Luke had been turning into a turn-off over the last couple days. He wouldn't touch me, only wanted to watch me touch myself. And that got old, fast. I'd been planning on breaking up with him, just hadn't gotten around to it yet. Tonight was like the past three nights. We went to my house, made out for awhile, and then he wanted to watch. I thought that maybe being in the living room with the chance of someone catching us would turn me on. But it didn't work. Then I opened my eyes a slit to see if Luke was enjoying it, and I saw my dad, staring in the window with the most amazed look on his face. Something tingled inside when I saw him there. I started then to enjoy myself for once since I started playing with my pussy almost 15 minutes ago. I moaned and closed my eyes, working my fingers harder against my clit, rubbing my nipples. I had always imagined what it would be like to fuck my own father – ever since I'd caught him getting out of the shower one day. He hadn't seen me – but I had definitely seen him. He'd left the door open and I'd caught a full shot of him. His body was perfect. I knew that he worked out, but I had never imagined that he looked that damn good. I definitely didn't get anything from my father. 

He was taller than me at 6'1", and had a very fine build. His bright blue eyes and dark hair were gorgeous. But the best part of him that I saw that day was his cock. Mmmm... I pictured it now as I quickened my fingers on my clit even more, rubbing in harder circles. Long, thick, and perfect. I imagined it pushing into my pussy... ramming into my cunt harder and faster. It didn't take long after that to feel the tingles start to rise in my pussy. I moaned loud, hoping my dad could hear me, and slid my fingers down into my already soaked cunt, moving them in and out as fast as I could. I braced myself with my other hand on the table. Gasping for air, I opened my eyes and looked slightly over Luke's head at my father, making them both believe that I was looking at Luke. Then I saw that my dad had taken out his cock and was jerking off while he watched me. That was all it took. Seeing his perfect cock and knowing that he was enjoying watching and thinking that he wasn't being seen. I slammed my fingers into my cunt as hard as I could and exploded. My entire body shook as pleasure consumed it. I finally looked down at Luke's face and saw the same grin that he always had on after he watched me cum. 

"Mmmm... baby, that was great. " He said as he slid down to the floor and kneeled between my still spread legs. "Can I taste?"

It was more of a statement than it was a question, because he quickly leaned his head forward and down and slid his tongue between my wet pussy lips. Usually, when he did this, I had no reaction. But tonight, as I looked back up at my dad, still standing there with his perfect dick in his hand, I started to be aroused by it. I didn't want Luke to know though, because he would have wanted me to give him another show. Instead, I held back the moans that came up from my chest and made my hips stay on the table instead of moving up to meet his mouth. After a minute, he came up and kissed me. I licked my sweet cum off his lips before it ended, I have always loved the taste of my own cum. 

"Kay babe, I gotta get headed home now, mom's expecting me to help her out tonight. "

He didn't wait for a response but quickly gave me another kiss and went out the door. I looked up to see if my dad was there, but he wasn't. As I went to the stairs to go up to my room, I heard him talking to Luke at the front door. 

**********

Was she looking at me? Her eyes flew open and her fingers worked harder in her pussy. Was she looking at Luke or had she seen me outside the window? No, she was looking at Luke. If she's seen me, she would have stopped and ran out of the room, or would she? At the thought of my daughter enjoying watching me stroke my cock as I watched her stroke her clit, my hand moved faster up and down my cock. Her bright green eyes looked as if they were staring right into my own. Then, her hand made own more swift plunge into her pussy, and her body shook all over. I saddened at the thought that I had not been able to cum with her. But then I saw Luke get down and put his head between her legs and, imagning that it was my own head and mouth instead of his, I closed my eyes. Suddenly, I heard someone walking towards the front door and barely had enough time to put my gym bag in front of me just as Luke opened the door. 

"Oh, hey Mr. Hartson. Didn't hear you pull up. Um, Amy's up in her room, doing homework. See ya later. "

"Yeah, you too Luke. " I was brealy able to reply. 

He left and I walked into the house. I saw Amy's feet walking up the stairs as I shut the door, and was thankful that she wasn't still downstairs. She'd be taking a few minutes upstairs getting dressed. I put my bag down and walked into the living room. Not thinking, I sat down in the recliner. Then, I remember that only seconds before, my daughter had cum right here for her boyfriend. My cock sprang back to full life again. I let it stand up, laid my head back, took my Tshirt off and relaxed as I thought about my gorgeous red head baby with her boyfriend's head between her legs. 

**********

I changed my mind about going upstairs when I turned around briefly to see what my dad was doing. From the angle of the ceiling, I couldn't see his head, so I knew all he could see of me was my feet. As he threw his duffle bag down I moaned, hoping he didn't hear me. His jeans were unzipped and his cock was slightly hanging out still. He must not have had time to put it away before Luke went out the door. My clit tingled again at the sight of his large thick cock. I ran my hand down my body to my pussy and gently slid a fingertip over my clit, I moaned softly again. Mmmm... if daddy only knew how hot and horny he'd gotten me. Then it struck me. I grinned as I watched my dad walk into the living room, not bothering to zip his jeans. If daddy only knew what his little girl was planning on doing to him tonight. 

**********

My head was swimming with toughts of Amy cumming in my mouth when I felt a pair of hands running up my legs. My eyes popped open and I looked down into Amy's eyes. She was still naked and had her chin now resting on my lap only inches behind my rock hard cock. 

"Oh shit. Um, Amy, what are you doing?"

I tried to jump up, but she was faster than me and came up to sit on my lap with her legs draping over the chair arms. Now it was her pussy that was only inches from my cock. I groaned. 

"Amy-"

She put two fingers on my lips. "Sshhh. Don't talk daddy. " Her voice sounded deep and sexy. "Did you like what you saw daddy?"

I tried to play dumb and get up again. "What do you mean? Amy get off me. "

She grabbed my cock in one hand and put her other hand on my chest, pushing me back down. I gasped. 

She brought her mouth next to my ear and talked softly, seductively. "Daddy, I saw you outside. I saw you watching me, playing with my pussy. "

The more she talked the more I started to not care that it was my daughter on top of me with my cock in her hand. I knew it was wrong, that I shouldn't be doing this, but fuck, I didn't care right then. And it didn't seem that she cared either. 

"Do you know what finally made me cum daddy? It was you. It was seeing your hard cock in your hand and knowing that I was making you stroke it. "

Her hand started moving up and down my cock as she pressed her bare breasts against my chest. I leaned towards her and arched my hips up, daring to put my arms around her, to touch her soft skin and her firm ass. 

She moaned into my ear. "You like that huh? Bet you'd like it better if that was my pussy wrapped around your big hard cock than my hand. Would you daddy?"

I answered almost immediately. "Yes. "

"Mmmm... And guess what daddy, you're in luck. I'm all hot and wet already, that's how bad you turned me on. That's how bad I want you. That's how much I want and need your hard cock inside me right now, pushing in and out, making me cum again. "

That was all it took for me. Hearing those words come from my daughter's mouth made me lose all though of morals and think only of her gorgeous body moving on top of mine. I quickly pulled her ass towards me more and pressed my stiff cock up into her. It glided easily through her lubricated pussy lips and into her cunt. I groaned along with her as her muscles wrapped around my hardness, already trying to millk me. 

**********

It almost shocked me as my dad pulled me close and plunged his cock inside me. I moaned with him and clenched my pussy around his cock as it slid in farther. It filled me like no man ever had before and I almost cried out as it seemed to push through me. My eyes locked on my dad's as I started to move on top of him. He matched me perfect. Thrusting up as I ran my pussy down the length of his cock. I moaned and arched my back ran my hands down my sides as I felt him lean forward and take one of my hard nipples into his mouth. Mmm... it felt so good. Then I realized what I was doing, and almost stopped – almost. But I didn't. So what if this was my own father that I was fucking. I didn't care. I had dreamed about this for so long, and now I had my chance to make it come true. Nothing was going to stop me. 

I rode my dad hard. Fucking him like I'd never fucked any man before. I ground my pussy down onto his cock as hard as I could and as fast as I could, not able to get enough of it. His mouth worked expertly on my nipples and breasts as I ran my fingers through his hair. I finally heard him moan and felt his cock tighten in my cunt. He realized too that he was about to cum and tried to pull out. 

"Daddy no. No. It's ok. I'm on the pill. I want to feel you cum inside me. " I said without slowing my pace. 

He started fucking me again and I felt myself start to build with him. 

"Oh yeah. Daddy I'm gonna cum with you. "

I heard him moan loud and quickened my pace on top of him. I rolled my hips and fucked him hard. My pussy moved fast up and down his cock. My entire body began to tingle and my pussy pulsed around his cock. He felt it and slammed his cock up inside me once more and leaned back as he erupted inside me. I felt his incestrous semen enter my cunt and moaned so loud I almost screamed as wave after wave of orgasms rushed through my body and I collapsed onto his chest. I staid there, catching my breath, not able to talk. His cock started to soften inside me. Somehow though, after I caught my breath, I realized that I wasn't satisfied yet. I still wanted more. More of my dad. 

"Baby," he said. "that was the best fuck I've ever had in my life. "

I lifted my head and looked at him. "Who said it was over?"

There was a glow in his eyes as I leaned in and kissed him, full on his lips. They were so soft. I moaned as he parted his lips and his tongue traced along my closed lips. As I opened my lips to touch my tongue to his, I felt his cock hardening inside me and moaned again. His tongue was hot and quick inside my mouth. Involuntarily, I'd began to rock my body up and down again on top of his cock. He groaned and broke off the kiss, pushing my shoulders down to stop my movements. 

For a second I got scared. "What-"

He grinned. "Baby, I just wanted to see if you'd like it another way. "

I grinned with him. "Aww... does daddy want to fuck his baby girl from behind?"

**********

Without another word Amy pulled herself off my cock and slid down onto the floor, making sure to give my cock a kiss on the way down. As if it wasn't hard enough. She bent down on her hands and knees with her ass towards the recliner and waved it in the air, looking back over her shoulders at me and grinning. I took no time in standing, removing the rest of my clothes and kneeling behind her. I looked at her asshole and thought for a second about thrusting my cock in there, but decided not to. Instead, I spread her legs a little and positioned my cock at the entrance to her cunt. I teased her by rubbing it around the entrance, but not entering. 

She moaned. "Daddy... "

"What sweetie? Tell me what you want daddy to do. "

"I want my daddy to fuck me. I want daddy to fuck me hard with his big hard thick cock. I want him to put it in my wet cunt and fuck the shit out of me. "

"Oh yeah?" I was greatly enjoying hearing my daughter talk dirty to me. "Do you wanna be my little fuck slut?" I grabbed her long hair and gently pulled her head back, arching her back. 

She moaned again. She acted as though she liked a little roughness in her sex. "Yes. I want to feel your cock and your cum inside me again. " Her pussy pushed back harder against me, causing my cock to enter her slighlty. "I want my daddy to fuck his baby girl hard and fast. "

I ran my free hand slowly up the middle of her back and down again, around to her belly, and down to her pussy. I spread her still wet pussy lips with my fingers. As two of my fingers wrapped around her hard little clit, I shoved forward and inside my little girl's cunt for the second time tonight. Her breathing instantly became shorter and her moans became louder and longer as I moved my fingers in circles on her clit and thrust my cock in and out of her hot wet cunt. Oh God, it felt even better this time inside of her than it did before. This way I could thrust every inch of my cock deep inside her. Only one thing was missing. 

"Baby, keep telling daddy how much you want him to fuck you. "

Between ragged breaths and sensuous moans, Amy spoke. "Daddy... mmmm... oh yes... fuck me harder... faster daddy... mmm... oh fuck yes... just like that... fingers higher... oh yeah... right there daddy... perfect... mmmmm... I love feeling your cock inside me... Mmmm... fuck me daddy... fuck your little baby girl hard... yeah... mmmm... oh daddy... faster... harder... faster daddy... mmmm... daddy... daddy... mmmmm... FUCK ME HARDER DADDY... OH YES... 

Hearing my daughter's cries of ecstacy made me pound my cock deep inside her faster and harder as she commanded. My balls slapped against her ass and the sound echoed in the room. I was breathing hard and rugged as I slammed away inside her. I pulled my hand out of her pussy and braced both hands on her ass, arching my back, and ramming my cock even faster into my daughter's cunt. She finally gave up in trying to match my speed, laid her top half down on the floor, and just braced her ass in place, gasping and moaning loud each time she heard my balls slap her ass and my cock ram her cunt. I saw her arm go down and knew that her hand was inside her pussy, playing once again with her clit. 

**********

I could barely keep myself from completely collapsing on the floor underneath my dad as he mercilessly rammed his cock in and out of my cunt. I loved every second of it though. I reached my hand down and started rubbing my clit in hard little circles. I closed my eyes and moaned with every thrust my dad made inside me. I felt his hands grabbing my ass roughly caressing. Then I felt his cock twitching inside me and knew what was coming. I braced myself harder against him and with every ounce of strength I had left in me, pushed back against his cock as he entered me one more time so hard and forcefull that I screamed as he once again shot his semen deep inside me as I came with him. His cock slid out of me as I finally completely collapsed to the floor. 

My eyes closed, I felt him flipping me over and running his hands over my body. His fingertips left electric tingles everywhere they went. He brushed them over my lips, around my breasts, gently across my nipples, down my belly, to my legs – all the way to my toes. 

"Sweetie?"

"Yeah. " I managed to whisper. 

"Just checking to see if you were still awake. "

"Kay. Why?"

"To see if it was worth my time to do this. " He answered and I felt his hot breath against my pussy. I gasped and clenched my eyes tight, knowing what was coming. 

His hands opened my pussy lips and I heard him deeply inhale the scent of my sex, dripping in both our cum. Then I felt his tongue, gently and quickly flick the tip of my clit. Already, I had relaxed enough to want more. It seemed that, with my father, I just couldn't get enough. 

As his head settled between my legs and his lips wrapped around my clit, I ran my fingers through his hair, burying his head even farther into my pussy, and brought my legs up over his shoulders to wrap around his neck, settling in for what I hoped was going to be the start of a very long night of ecstasy.



Daddy Stays Naked For Nude Day



Man uses the Nude Day holiday to expose himself to his family and friends.

I never celebrated Nude Day before. Even when I was younger and had a better body to flash than I do now, I wasn't the kind of guy who could just strip off his clothes and flash his cock to strange men and strange women or even to family and friends. I'd be too embarrassed. I'm no streaker, that's for sure.

Besides, married at a young age, 20-years-old, I feel as though I've been married all my life and, for sure, being married for so long has suppressed my adventurous desire to get naked to celebrate Nude Day. Seriously, there comes a day where you've been married longer than you were single. Suddenly, you feel as if you've been married all your life. Then, after my daughter was born, before doing anything stupid, such as driving drunk or cheating on my wife, I'd think what would my daughter say?

What would my daughter think? Would she approve of my behavior? Before I did something, I'd think that wouldn't make my daughter proud of her Daddy. I hate to say it and am saddened to think it, but being married and having a kid has stopped me from having any fun.

Now, that my daughter is grown and my marriage is, well, not much of a marriage, I feel as though I missed out on a lot of things. Oddly enough, I look at Nude Day as my one day to make a stand and to take back control of my life from my bitchy wife and my as equally bitchy daughter. I accept some responsibility for making them both bitchy, but I think they can't help themselves from being bitchy and from being bitches. They were born that way.

Now whenever I want to go anywhere or do anything, it's always two against one and I'm always out voted. Instead of going fishing or to a car show, instead of going bowling or to a ballgame, somehow we always end up at the mall buying shoes or going out to eat at restaurants, I'd never dine in myself, if I was still a bachelor, lived alone, and had control of my life. I can't remember the last time I got my way and did what I wanted to do. Always, I compromised. Always, I gave in to their wants and needs. Always, they never asked me what I wanted to do.

In the way of what the American Indians used to do, when a boy was of age and he'd leave the family teepee to go out into the forest to hunt, fish, earn his feather, and return as a man, I feel that I need to do that. After being emasculated by two women for so long, I'm tired of being made to feel like a squaw. It's obvious to me now that my wife and daughter don't like and respect men very much. 

Getting naked is my symbolic gesture of showing that I'm a man. My wife would never understand my need to get naked, that's for sure. She gets dressed and undressed in the dark or in the bathroom. I can't remember the last time I saw her naked. If she was to have a tragic accident, God forbid, and her face was destroyed, I'd be unable to positively identify her from her body and from the naked sight of her. 

I imagine the technician pulling back the sheet to show me my wife's naked body. I can just hear the technician at the morgue asking me to identify my wife's dead body.

"Is that your wife?"

"I dunno. This woman has tits. I don't remember my wife ever having tits. I mean, if she did, I don't remember seeing them, touching them, feeling them, caressing them, and sucking them. Lemme me see her shoes. She was always buying shoes at the mall and showing me her shoes. Maybe I can identify her by those."

"These are the shoes we removed from her," I imagined the technician responding.

"Yeah, those are her heels," finally now able to grieve over the death of my beloved wife or celebrate my final freedom, I can finally heal.

Nonetheless, if I was to get naked and celebrate Nude Day, I can just hear my wife scolding me to put on my clothes. 

"Henry! What are you doing? Why are you naked? Where are you clothes? Go get dressed. Someone will see you."

That's not to say that I wouldn't celebrate Nude Day, if I could. Under the right circumstances with a couple of drinks under my belt and with the right people, a few naked hotties from work, a Nude Day celebration would be a fun and freeing adventure on the wild side. I used to joke about celebrating Nude Day and talk about Nude Day with the guys at the bar and we'd tell one another Nude Day jokes and laugh about some Nude Day pictures or videos we saw on the Internet, but that was the extent of my Nude Day celebration.

The most I ever did for Nude Day was to live vicariously through someone else celebrating the holiday. Yet, all of that changed this Nude Day. This Nude Day, it was my turn to celebrate. It was my turn to get naked.

In hindsight, maybe it was because I had lost my mind, when I lost my job, but I decided to celebrate this Nude Day by spending the entire day naked. What the Hell? For one day in the year, free of employment, I needed to be free of clothes, too. Call it being born again, call it taking back my manhood, but how else should one spend Nude Day, but naked?

I viewed my sudden need to get naked as my rebirth and as a way for me to experience something I never did before. I had never celebrated the Nude Day holiday nude and it was a daring plan to spend the whole day without clothes. Did I dare do it? Could I do it? Oh, yeah, just watch me!

In respect of my daughter and whomever else might wander in my house on Nude Day, I had never hung around my house naked. I never so much as hung around the house in my underwear or even in my pajamas and robe for that matter. My routine, always, as soon as I climbed out of bed, was to put on my clothes, a habit I learned from growing up with my single-mom, two sisters, no brother, and no father.

Yet, all year long I'd been having inappropriate thoughts about my daughter, her sexy friend, my wife's hot friend, my sister, and even my mother-in-law. Horny by the thoughts of spending the day naked, suffice to say that I was feeling very sexual in a perverted kind of way. Without a doubt, I blame it all on my wife. We haven't been intimate in such a long time. I can't remember when we had sex last.

Still, this isn't like me to do something like this. I must be going through a change. Maybe it's hormonal. Who knows? Yet, whatever it is, all year long, I've been exceedingly horny, while thinking of having sex with women, any woman, other than my wife. 

Maybe walking around naked on Nude Day was just the thing that'd take the edge off to make me feel less tense and erase my inappropriate thoughts towards other women, finally, I thought. Maybe spending the day naked would quell my lustful desires for wanting to have sex with my wife's hot friend, her relatives, and even my daughter's hot friend. Only, I didn't know that spending the day naked would add to my feelings of horniness and heighten my lustful desires to experience other women. 

Maybe it was my age that attributed to the reason why I felt the need to show everyone, primarily women, that I came in contact with, my naked body, especially my penis. Maybe it was, as simple as, there was a hormone change or a vitamin deficiency that I was suddenly experiencing. Maybe guys experience the change of life, too. Only, I'm not that old. I'm just 45-years-old and too young to be going through the change of life.

Already married 25 years, I'm not ready to limit myself by allowing my sexual fantasies to go unexplored. I'm not about to squelch my male sexuality, just because I'm a longtime married man. Yeah, just like that bumper sticker that I saw a few weeks ago, I may be married but I'm not dead.

I'd still like to have a bit of sexual fun. It's time I did something exciting on a holiday, a nude day, that is all about daring, before my penis turns to a limp noodle. Even if it's only some flashing, when better to flash my naked body and my penis to unsuspecting women than on National Nude Day. I'll use Nude Day as my cover and my excuse to flash my naked body. Finally, by the hairy sight of my penis, I'll make women see that I'm really a man and not a squaw. 

What the Hell? What do I have to lose other than some raised eyebrows and a lecture from my wife? Who knows? Maybe she'll shock the shit out of me and join me in my little sexy celebration of nudity. Nah, my wife is too uptight, she'd never parade around naked. Besides, she thinks she's fat.

"Happy Nude Day!"

I imagined myself yelling out, Happy Nude Day, if anyone complained about my nudity. If anyone threatened to report me to the police or if any woman threatened to tell her husband that I had exposed myself to her, I'll just say that it's Nude Day. Yeah, it was a good plan and one that I couldn't wait to try out on unsuspecting women.

"Happy Nude Day!"

Nude Day was my chance to let it all hang out and let the chips of ramification fall where they may. Actually, there was a logic to my madness. I truly figured that if I freed my body of all my clothes, I'd free my mind of all the misplaced frustrated lust and misdirected sexual desire that I had recently and silently been suffering from, while secretly longing over my female relatives, female friends, and female acquaintances. Maybe after exposing myself, I'd finally get on with my life without feeling so horny.

Certainly, at the time, when I thought about spending Nude Day naked, after having a couple of beers late last night, it sounded like a good plan to me. Who knows, maybe in the process of spending the day naked, I'd reignite the lust and desire lost for my wife and maybe, after seeing me naked in public, her libido would be ignited, too, and she'd want me, also? A plan doomed for failure, it was my plan, nonetheless, and a plan that was filled with justified reasoning for what I was about to do, get naked, stay naked, and expose my naked body to every woman, who fortunately or unfortunately came in contact with me on Nude Day. Then, reality filled second thoughts began to fill my brain with foreboding and I wondered if I'd go through with it. 

It was early, 5am, when I left my wife still sleeping in bed to go downstairs to make coffee. I'm an early riser and I like this time of day. It's quiet. It's the time before all Hell breaks loose, a few hours before my witchy wife wakes up and my bitchy daughter poisons the atmosphere with her foul attitude and with her entitled all about me conversation. Ah, life is good this time of day, when I'm alone with my thoughts. When I think about it, I've had so many women controlling my life, mother, sisters, wife, and daughter, that I'm surprised I don't get cramps and menstruate.

Yet, as soon as I climbed out of bed, I forgot it was National Nude Day and got dressed, my usual routine. As soon as I was dressed, I realized that this was the day that I was taking back control of my life. This was the day that I was going to show everyone that I was a man and not a squaw.

After all that buildup, I nearly forgot that today was the fateful day of my freedom from clothes. I had devised my little plan on spending today naked, especially when I saw my daughter's sexy friend and here it is the day I was to spend nude. This was it. It was now or never. I was excited. I was nervous. Would I chicken out or would I go through with it?

Taking my own dare, fortified by my terminal horniness, I stripped off my tee shirt, my jeans, socks, and my underwear and, except for my slippers, I went downstairs totally nude. Feeling as if I was about to do something illegal, I was as nervous, as I was excited, and as I was naked.

Actually, finally giving my penis and my balls some breathing room and some space to be me, it felt good to be so exposed. For the first time, King of the castle, I finally felt free in my own home. After spending my entire life and this whole year being modest and moral, now with my modesty and morals suspended, albeit for only one day in the course of a long, confining year, I had turned the corner of convention by celebrating a day of nudity.

From what I've read about the holiday, it wasn't a sexual holiday but, symbolically, a freeing one. Even though it certainly felt sexual to me, it was up to me to maintain the spirit of the holiday and not disrespect the reason for the Nude Day celebration by cheapening the day with perverted sexuality and inappropriate thoughts. Yeah, well, if I wasn't feeling so horny, I may have been more successful at not making Nude Day a sexual holiday.

"Happy Nude Day," I said to myself for no one to hear. "Happy Nude Day," I said again excited by the thoughts exposing my manhood to women today.

I've always been a voyeur, but this exhibitionist thing was all new to me. Brazen by my sudden adventurous spirit and encouraged by the fact that I was buck naked, about to go beyond the point of no return, I opened the front door and went outside to get the morning paper that had just arrived.

A single mom, Nancy, my wife's hot friend, who lives on the other side of town with her teenage daughter, delivers our newspaper like clockwork around this time and I was hoping to catch her. I just wanted to say hi. Okay, who am I kidding? I had been lusting over her for months. Using the pretense of Nude Day, I wanted to show her my cock and I couldn't believe that I was about to do just that.

Definitely, I'd do her, if I could. She's a smokin' hot, buxom blonde MILF. Why her husband left her for a twenty-something-year-old, now that I think about, is probably the reason why I'm standing out here without clothes. He lost his mind, no doubt, just as I lost my mind now by exposing myself to a single mom, who just wants to deliver newspapers and go home and go back to bed.

Subconsciously and consciously, I always wanted to flash her my cock to Nancy and when I saw her drive by on the other side of the street, I did. Standing there proudly with my hand on my hip and my chin held high, as if making a Captain Morgan rum commercial, I struck my naked pose. Not knowing how she'd respond, I was surprised by her reaction. She gave me the thumbs up sign, smiled, laughed, and waved. I waved back.

For a second, I forgot I was naked. Momentarily, I was free and by her positive reaction, I was free from arrest and prosecution. She enjoyed me flashing her and now there's no way she'd report me. She was the first woman, in a long line of women that day, who I'd flash my cock to in my celebration of this nude holiday.

"Happy Nude Day," I said calling out to her and waving the newspaper at her.

"Happy Nude Day, Henry," she said taking another look at my cock, this time a much longer look, as she came to the end of my cul-de-sac, circled back around and slowly drove past me laughing and shaking her head. "Nice cock," she said putting her hand to her mouth and moving it back and forth, as if giving me a blowjob.

Are you kidding me? I couldn't believe she gave me the universal blowjob sign. Here I was lusting over her all these months and the way to her heart was just to show her my cock. Who knew? Then, she put her hand to her ear and mouth and mouthed the words, "Call me."

Fuck me, you bet I'll call that sexy bitching babe. She's hot. Maybe after this Nude Day holiday ends, we can do our own nude flashing together.

"Thank you," I said waving to her as she drove away.

It was then that I saw my neighbor, Edna, a widow from the Viet Nam War, peek out her drapes. Holding my cock in hand and wiggling it at her, I waved my unabashed immodesty with it and watched as she slammed closed the drapes so hard that I thought she'd pull them off her window. She was such a miserable dried up prude and I figured she'd call the police, but after successfully flashing Nancy, I didn't care. Score one for me.

Today was Nude Day. So long as I stayed on my property, I figured, I was safe from arrest. Although, even though I was technically still on my property, the front lawn, I was, indeed, pushing the envelope by being outside naked to retrieve my newspaper. By being outside, I was in view of the public and in violation of the lewd and lascivious laws. I could go to jail, but this was a small town, where everyone knows everyone, and they didn't arrest any of the residents, just the drunks and flimflam men passing through town trying to sell their junk and take advantage of people.

"Happy Nude Day, Edna," I said, before turning my cock away to get my naked ass inside my house. It's cold outside without clothes, something I didn't think of, while being warmed by my horniness.

Today, I was spending the entire day naked and if my neighbor, Edna, didn't like it, well, that's just too damn bad for her because today, Henry and little Henry, I mean, big Henry, was free of confining clothes. 

"Happy Nude Day," I yelled out to the neighbors, before going back in my house and closing my front door. "Happy Nude Day!"

No sooner had I closed my front door is when I heard the upstairs toilet flush. Fuck. My daughter, Amanda, and her hot friend, Tiffany, were up and moving around upstairs. I forgot Tiffany had spent the night or did I? Maybe subconsciously, I didn't forget. Oh, God, now what? My heart was beating, my pulse was racing, and my cock was stiffening. It was one thing to flash my daughter's friend, but quite another thing to flash my daughter. Could I do it? Should I do it? Would I do it?

The reality of my actions hit me hard and suddenly I was nervous about both my daughter and her sexy friend seeing me naked and, specifically seeing my cock. I still had my early morning woody and I wondered what their reactions would be to seeing the erection of a middle aged man, so early in the morning. Nancy, my newspaper woman like it, but Edna, my neighbor was disgusted by the sight of it. I wondered what the reaction of two 23-year-olds would be to seeing Daddy's cock.

It was a tossup if my daughter and her friend would appreciate seeing my cock. I knew my daughter would be disgusted by the sight of my nakedness. Nonetheless, my horniness overpowered my embarrassment and I decided to go through with it, after all. Certainly, it'd be easier if I were drunk. I could do with a drink right about now, but it's too early to get hammered. Oh, well, with nothing to grab to cover myself with, hearing them talking and laughing while descending the stairs, it was too late to hide anyway and it was now or never.

I looked at my watch and it wasn't even 5:30 am. I really did forget that my daughter had invited her friend, Tiffany, to spend the night. Yet, subconsciously, I wondered if I knew and used Nude Day, as my excuse to expose myself to her. I always had a thing for my daughter's friend. Definitely, without a doubt, I'd do her if I could.

Now, I understand why Nancy's husband left her for a hot twenty-something-year-old. He must have been going through what I'm experiencing now, horrific horniness. It wouldn't surprise me if there was a syndrome for it, the HH Syndrome that I could use as my defense when arrested for exposing myself to my neighbor, Edna, or when my wife tries to commit me to a mental institution.

"Your honor," I imagined my attorney saying in my defense. "My client, diagnosed with the dreaded HH Syndrome, was momentarily out of his mind with horrific horniness, when he stripped naked and exposed his penis to his daughter, her sexy friend, his neighbor, and his wife's hot friend. I might remind the court that, at the time, my client was celebrating Nude Day."

Maybe I'm going through what Tiger Woods went through, when he lost his mind. Compared to some of the skanky women he cheated with, if I had a wife that looked like Elin, I'd never cheat on her. I'd never leave her bed to play golf. Are you kidding me? With his money, I'd retire from golf and have sex with Elin night and day. The fact that she has an identical twin sister, well, can life be any more perfect?





Daddy Stays Naked For Nude Day



"How much for the matched set? Can I marry them both?"

Without doubt, standing here in the kitchen naked, after having just flashed my wife's friend Nancy and my cantankerous neighbor, Edna, and about to expose myself to my daughter and her oh, so sexy friend, I've lost my mind.

After a late night out, my daughter and her friend were up awfully early. I figured they would have slept later than this. My daughter never gets up before 10am. Ah, I wish I was young again. At my age, if I have one too many beers, I'd sleep until noon and then wake up with an awful hangover. 

Now, my daughter is a good looking woman, but my daughter's friend is an absolute knockout, gorgeously stunning. Always together, tied at the hip, whenever they go out, all the guys hit on them. Why wouldn't they? Who wouldn't? I would. They are both hot. They are both beautiful women, especially my daughter's friend, Tiffany, who I've been lusting over, since the first time I met her.

Damn, I couldn't believe I was about to flash Tiffany my cock. Wow. I couldn't believe I was about to flash my daughter my cock. Gross. Yet, for me to flash Tiffany, I had no choice; I had to flash my daughter, too. Oh, well, as they say, I'll just have to grin and bare it.

Tiffany is taller, shapelier, and bustier than my daughter and has a very pretty face. Not that my daughter doesn't have a pretty face, she does, but she's my daughter and I don't think of her in that way, if you know what I mean. Moreover, Tiffany wears the right clothes to show off her shapely figure.

Every top she wears shows her abundant cleavage, especially whenever she leans forward, and every short skirt she wears gives me an up skirt view of her panties, whenever she sits or bends. Now that I think of it, the woman is always flashing me and I always wondered if she was purposely teasing me by flashing me or if it was just a bit of accidental serendipity exposure. She's such a sexy thing, it wouldn't surprise me if she was giving me a free show, it wouldn't surprise me if she was teasing me, the little minx. 

Now that I think about it, she looks a little like Christina Aguilera, only prettier. Moreover, Tiffany is more personable and a lot friendlier than my daughter is. Much like my wife, her mother, my daughter is usually, always, a little bitchy. Certainly, if I was twenty years younger and single, without doubt, I'd do my daughter's girlfriend. She makes my cock hard, every time I think about having sex with her, which is every time I see her.

After a night out partying and drinking, Amanda invited Tiffany to sleepover rather than drive home drunk. They came home stinking of booze and giggling. If it wasn't for my daughter being there, I would have gone upstairs to hang out with Tiffany, while hoping to see if my sexy daughter's friend would give me a drunken striptease show. Definitely, she's one hot broad that I wouldn't mind watching undress, while dancing around a pole.

Driven by my imagined HH Syndrome, I couldn't help but wonder if Tiffany slept in the nude or topless. I wondered if she wore just bikini panties or a thong to bed. Had my daughter not been in the same room with her, I would have accidentally, on purpose, opened her bedroom door at night and turned on the light, while pretending that I didn't know she was there to see what she wore or didn't wear to bed. Yet, I saw them when they came home and they knew that I knew that she was a houseguest sleeping upstairs. Darn.

Honestly, when I first woke up and came downstairs naked, I had forgotten that Tiffany was even here, but I was delighted, excited actually, with the anticipation of seeing her again and for her to see me naked. I couldn't believe that I was really going to expose myself to my daughter and her friend. I was proud that I still had the obvious aftereffects of my morning woody and I stroked it a little to maintain my erection, while thinking of Tiffany sucking my cock.

Had I remembered we had such a hot houseguest, I may have rethought my plan and not gone through with it, especially since my daughter would be standing there with her, too. Yet, with my daughter of age, both her and her friend being 23-years-old, I'm sure my cock was not the first cock they've seen or the last one they'll see. Besides, this was my day to take back control of my life and to show every woman, by exposing my penis to them, that I'm a man.

My wife was still sleeping soundly. She wouldn't be up for hours, yet. The older she gets, the longer and deeper she sleeps. Obviously, she needs the extra sleep, her beauty rest, to rejuvenate her fading beauty, only, she'd have to sleep for twenty years, I'm afraid, for her to look the way she did when I married her. Even then, with twenty years of extra sleep, she'd never look as good as Tiffany. 

There I was standing in the kitchen naked and making some toast, while waiting for the coffee to finish brewing and acting oblivious to their entrance, when my daughter and her friend walked in the brightly lit kitchen. I wish I had the forethought of grabbing the camera because the look of surprised shock on their faces was priceless. The both of them stared at my exposed erected cock.

For sure, they never expected to see me standing there naked. Instantly, their eyes were glued to the sight of my cock. If it wasn't so exciting flashing my cock to them, it would have been unnerving. Yet, this was Nude Day, after all, and I was celebrating the holiday. Turning to face them, I stood there with my hand on my hip and my chin proudly raised, again, with my now famous, signature Captain Morgan pose.

"Dad! What the Hell? Tiffany, don't look. My Dad has lost his mind. He's naked. Daddy, where are your clothes? Why are you naked?" 

"Of for crying out loud, Mandy, it's just a penis. You act like you've never seen a penis before."

"Well, duh, I've never seen your penis before, Daddy."

Tiffany stood behind her staring down at my cock and smiling. The sight of her seeing my erection made me terribly excited to not only know that Tiffany saw my cock but also that she was looking, staring actually at my cock, while smiling and looking as if she was enjoying the naked sight of me. Without doubt, I'll be jerking off over the image of my daughter's hot and sexy friend staring at my cock for the rest of my life. 

"Today is Nude Day," I said taking a step closer to my daughter and her friend with my penis nearly parallel to my nose. "Happy Nude Day," I said raising my hands over my head. I took another step forward to give my daughter a hug, but she stepped back and hid herself behind her sexy friend.

I was in Heaven when Tiffany, actually stepped forward and accepted my hug. I haven't felt this kind of excitement, since I found twenty dollars on the ground and bought the last two jelly donuts with a portion of it at Doughy Donuts. It felt good to rub the head of my naked erect cock against her sheer nightgown clad body and it took all the self-control that I had not to reach down and cup her sweet ass and hump her, before pushing her up against the kitchen countertop and fucking her right there.

No doubt, had they known I was already up and downstairs making breakfast, they both would have worn a bathrobe. Only, I was glad that they hadn't. Clearly, with the both of them standing in the morning light that came in through the big, bay window behind them, I could clearly see the outline of their bodies, as if they were naked, too. Ah, this is shaping up to be a wonderful day, the best day of my life, actually. Why I didn't celebrate Nude Day years ago is beyond me.

"I didn't know you celebrated National Nude Day, Mr. Morris," said Tiffany, no doubt, making conversation, as her pretense to stay and get a longer look at my cock.

"Please, call me Henry," I said with the smile a vampire gives it's victim before exposing their teeth.

It excited me to no end to watch her eyes dart down at my cock, before looking back up at me and giving me a sexy smile. I'll be jerking off over this little exchange for years. I'll be boring my friends to tears over a beer at the local bar for years. I'll be the man and they'll be buying me drinks to regale my story over and again.

"Do you mind if I join your little celebration?" 

What? Huh? What did she just say? Did she say what I think she said? Without waiting for my reply to her question, she lifted her nightgown up and over her head.

What? Join my little celebration? In the time that it took for me to realize what she had just said, she was already naked. If I thought my day was good by exposing my cock to Tiffany, it just got better. Honestly, having seen Tiffany naked, I can die now. When Saint Peter asks me if I have any remorse in dying, I can tell him that I did everything that I wanted to do in life, including seeing Tiffany naked.

"Seriously? You saw Tiffany naked? Oh, well, then, you can go right into Heaven, Henry," I imagined Saint Peter saying with a broad smile on his face.

Other than in a gentleman's magazine, never have I seen a woman with such a perfect body. Her stomach was as flat as her tits were big and her ass had the perfect round curve that, if my hand was a Ferrari, it would hug her curves, as if it was driving down a small, winding road in the Italian countryside.

"Bellissimo! Molta bella," I wanted to say, if only I knew Italian, but at that very moment, even English escaped me.

"Tiffany! You put your nightgown back on this instant. This isn't some guy you're getting ready to fuck and suck, this is my Dad," said my daughter in a huff.

Getting ready to fuck and suck? Is that what Tiffany typically does? Is that what Tiffany is doing now by getting naked under the pretense of celebrating National Nude Day with me? Is she getting ready to fuck and suck me? No way.

Maybe she's still a little drunk from last night. Hey, I'm game, if she is. This is an official holiday, after all, and what better way to celebrate Nude Day than to fuck Tiffany, before she sucks my cock. Wow. Nude Day, my new official fuck and suck day. How better to show everyone the man that I am by having sex with such a hot, young babe?

"Oh, relax Mandy. It isn't like I'm putting the moves on your father. As a guest in his house, I'm just following his lead and celebrating the holiday with him. I don't want to be rude. Matter of fact, why not get naked, too," she said raising the hem of my daughter's nightgown nearly up to her waist and high enough to flash me my daughter's trimmed pussy, before Mandy took a step back and fluffed it back down with both hands.

Damn, my daughter has a shaved beaver, just like her sexy friend. I wonder if they shave one another. It was then that I wondered if the batteries to my camcorder were charged.

"Are you crazy? I can't get naked in front of my Dad," she said looking at me and then looking down at my cock, before turning a bright red. "Eww, Dad, you have an erection. That's so nasty," she said making a face, as if she had just bit into a lemon and it bit back.

"Sorry, it's a morning thing. I wake up with one every day and now because of the excitement of Nude Day, the darn thing doesn't seem to want to go down," I said looking down at it and looking up in time to see Tiffany staring at it, mesmerized by it, actually. My one eyed monster was doing a good job in hypnotizing her. "I guess he's enjoying being out in the morning air," I said with a laugh, while staring at Tiffany's naked body.

"Gross," said my daughter. "I'm telling Mom," she said turning on her heels and storming off in her usual temper tantrum.

Ah, finally, with my daughter gone and leaving me alone naked with Tiffany naked, this Nude Day just gets better and better.

"What can I get you, Tiffany?"

"Well," she said flashing me a sexy smile. "If you weren't Amanda's Dad, you could give me some of that," she said reaching out and taking hold of my cock. "I'm always so very horny in the morning."

Damn, I couldn't believe she had my cock in her hand. I couldn't believe she was fondling the tip of my cock with her fingertips in the way that I wanted to fondle her nipples. Slowly, she started stroking my cock. Now, certainly, I can die and have no regrets.

"And if you weren't my daughter's friend, I'd have you suck it," I said hoping she would and not believing that I said that to her. I watched her staring down at my cock, while she fondled it with her fingertips, before stroking it faster. "Go ahead," I nodded her my permission, "before all Hell breaks loose and Mandy wakes up Helen." I reached out to feel her perfect breasts and finger her already erect nipples. She had fabulous tits.

"Happy Nude Day, Henry," she said taking a step forward and melting her firm, naked body against mine. 

Then, she French kissed me. I couldn't believe I was French kissing Tiffany, my daughter's oh, so sexy, hot friend. The feel of her warm, wet tongue in my mouth, while connected to her naked sexy body in a lover's embrace, was like nothing I have ever fantasized about or experienced.

I felt plugged into her and could feel the adrenaline rush surging through my body like electricity. My cock had never been as hard as it was now. I reached down and cupped her perfectly sweet ass in my big hands. Then, when we broke off the kiss, I figured our little Nude Day celebration was over.

Only, I couldn't believe it, when Tiffany fell her to knees and took my cock in her mouth. Tiffany was blowing me. She was sucking my cock, she was really sucking my cock. I couldn't believe it and for some reason, maybe because I was so much older than she was, but I couldn't help but feel how President Clinton must have felt when Monica Lewinski was sucking his cock. Only, Monica Lewinski should look so good. She did have that bright red lipstick and that cute beret she wore made her look hotter than she was.

It felt so incredibly good to feel her young hand stroking my cock, while my cock was buried deep in her sexy mouth. Damn, for someone so young, she already had experienced cock sucking skills. Making those loud slurping cock sucking sounds that I love to hear, as proof that she's enjoying sucking my cock, as much as I was enjoying having my cock sucked, she was good at sucking cock. She was giving me the best, damn blowjob I ever had in my life, that is, until I heard the thundering footsteps overhead. 

"They're coming," I said, but before I allowed her to stop, before I allowed her to stand, I put my hand to the back of her head and humped and fucked her mouth for one last time. I wanted to remember this moment. I wanted to save the impression and the feel of fucking her beautiful mouth and face with my middle aged cock.

If only she had the time to blow me for a few more minutes, I would have exploded all that I had in her mouth. Now, my cock was ramrod hard and standing straight out. The evidence of Tiffany's brief blowjob glistened all over my cock and I wiped her saliva off with a paper towel, just as my wife rounded the corner.

"Henry! What are you doing? Where are your clothes? Why are you naked? Have you lost your mind?"

Now with my wife and her carbon copy, my daughter, in the kitchen with me and Tiffany, the both of us still naked, I imagined running away with my daughter's friend. Damn, she was so hot. Everything about her, the way she looked, the way she moved, and even the way she talked screamed fuck me and fuck me hard. I so wanted to tell my wife that I was leaving her and running away with Tiffany, if only Tiffany would and if only I could.

"Mom, Dad has lost his mind," said my lovely daughter practically yelling.

God, she's such a little bitch. Truly, I feel for the man who marries her. She's the type of woman who'd scar a man and make a straight man turn gay.

"Put your clothes on young lady," said my wife to Tiffany, "and please leave my house."

"Chill, Helen. It's Nude Day. She didn't do anything wrong, except agree to celebrate the holiday with me. She was just being polite."

"Nude Day? Nude day my ass. There's no such holiday as Nude Day and even if there is such a holiday, you don't celebrate that with your daughter and her friend. You celebrate that with your wife. What's wrong with you? Shame on you, Henry," she said giving me the same foul look that she gave me the time I came home for a new Ford F150 without even discussing it with her. "You ought to be ashamed of yourself. Only, by your erection, I can see that you're more aroused than you are embarrassed. How dare you? How dare you expose yourself to your daughter and to our houseguest? How dare you? I'm so very embarrassed for you Henry. How can you humiliate me like this?"

That was our problem, as a couple. Everything was about her and how she felt and nothing was ever about me and how I felt. Now, I realized why I was keen on celebrating Nude Day. Helen suddenly made me feel twenty years older. She made me feel controlled and child like. She made me feel like a dirty, old man, instead of the sexy, mature man that I am. What happened to the spark we once had? What happened to our sexual chemistry? There was a time that we couldn't keep our hands off one another. Now, it's embarrassment, humiliation, and how dare you? 

Well, you know what, Helen, how dare you? How dare you not give me sex, when I want it? How dare you use sex as a ploy to get from me, whatever the Hell you want, when you want it? How dare you leave me sexually frustrated for months at a time? How dare you not do your wifely duties and take care of me, your husband, in bed? How dare you never allow me to cum in your mouth? How dare you? How dare you? How dare you?

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you?" I wanted to elaborate on that, but didn't. It wasn't the right time or the proper place. "I'm tired of conforming and now that I lost my job, now that I no longer have a purpose, a reason, and an identity, today I'm taking back the control of my life. Happy fucking Nude Day," I said raising my hands over my head and twirling around, as my stiff cock bounced up and down and side to side. Damn that felt good to finally say how I feel.

Obediently, Tiffany put back on her nightgown, while suppressing a laugh. Then, she left the kitchen to get dressed to leave.

"Bye, Mr. Morris," she said turning to take another look at my still blood engorged cock and when my wife and daughter didn't turn to acknowledge her departure, she blew me a silent kiss.

God, I wish she could have finished blowing me. I wish I could have cum in her sweet mouth. I wish I could have bent her over the kitchen table and fucked her in the way that Jack Nicholson fucked Jessica Lange in The Postman Rings Twice. I wish I could have gotten her in bed and made sweet and passionate love to her. I wish I could be with her, instead of being stuck with these two shrews. Whatever did I do in my life to deserve these two and not have someone like Tiffany, I don't know? 

"Bye Tiffany," I said giving her my best older man smile.

Damn, Tiffany made my day, when she removed her nightgown to show me her naked body and what a body it was. Then, when she reached out and took my cock in her hot hand and fondled the head of it, while French kissing me, that would have been enough for me to masturbate over for years and enough for me to die a happy man. Yet, when she fell to her knees and started blowing me, well, that was the best thing that ever happened to me in my life.

Wow! What a day. What an incredible day. Never having had a day like this before, never will I have another day like this again.

Who knows? When my wife serves me with papers filing for divorce, after my National Nude Day antics of today, I may have a chance with Tiffany. Bali, my tropical paradise of choice, here we come. Only, if I were a rich man, I'd divorce my wife and ask Tiffany to spend the rest of my days with me.




Daddy Stays Naked For Nude Day



I took my toast and coffee to the living room, just as the sun proved that today was going to be a beautiful day, in more ways than just the weather. Now past 6am, my neighbors were already out and about walking their dogs and backing their cars out of their driveway and heading for work. Watching them all rush around so much like headless chickens made me glad that I was unemployed. 

"Suckers."

Mandy disappeared upstairs and came back downstairs with Tiffany dressed to escort her to the front door, where they hugged one another goodbye and where she apologized for my naked behavior. Lucky for me, Helen was still puttering around in the kitchen getting her coffee and something to eat. With my daughter's back to me, all the while Tiffany stood at the door, she stared at my cock, blew me another kiss, and gave me a wink. Then, she put her hand up to her mouth and ear, giving me the signal to call her. Be still my heart, first Nancy and now Tiffany wants me to call them. She wants me as much as I want her. Wow. Bali here I come.

Then, as soon as Tiffany left, Amanda turned to me and stomped her foot.

"How could you do that, Daddy? I'm so embarrassed, so embarrassed. You're so disgusting. You're so vile. Pervert! Put on some clothes," she said running up the stairs and slamming shut her door.

Good riddance. Maybe now I can have my coffee and toast in peace, while continuing my Nude Day celebration. Only, as soon as I thought that, my wife entered the living room and sat across from me. Oh, fuck. Here we go.

"Okay, you made your point, Henry and I respect that you're feeling bad about losing your job and maybe even losing your mind, but can you put on some clothes now? I really don't want to see that thing, while I'm eating my breakfast. It's too early in the morning."

Thing? That thing? That thing likes being out in the fresh morning air. Why does everyone want me to get dressed? What's the big deal? Why can't they just leave me to live my life the way that I want to live it for just one lousy day in the year?

"You used to love my thing. You used to love doing it with my thing in the morning," I said looking at her with her head down. She couldn't even look at me. "Sorry, no. I'm staying naked all day, Helen. Today is National Nude Day and I plan on enjoying the holiday. Matter of fact, I suggest you get naked, too, and celebrate the holiday with me. Otherwise, if you don't like it, you can just leave the house."

"Well, actually, I will be leaving the house. I'm going out to the nursery with Gloria."

"Ding dong."

"I'll get the door," I said jumping up.

"Oh, no you won't. Don't you dare," said my wife jumping up from her seat and blocking my advance. Like a deranged linebacker on an opposing football team, rushing to block the opposing guard, I've never seen her move so fast.

"Yes, may I help you," said my wife upon opening the door.

"We've had a report from your neighbor that there was a naked man standing on your front lawn."

"Naked man? I haven't seen a naked man," said my wife turning a bright red. She always turns red when she lies.

The officer, a female cop, looked past my wife and saw me standing in the living room naked.

"Hello," I said with a little wave and an uncomfortable chuckle. "Happy Nude Day. I'm just celebrating the holiday and I went outside like this to get the morning newspaper. It was very early and I didn't realize anyone would be up and about to see me. Sorry."

"Well, I'll just give you a warning, then," she said looking down and taking a good look at my still stiff cock. "Keep the Nude Day celebration indoors. Okay?"

"Yes, officer. Thank you, officer," I said.

"Henry," said my wife closing the door. "Did you go outside like that," she said pointing to my cock, as if it was something as foul as spoiled meat.

"It was early enough that I didn't think anyone would see me. Edna must have seen me, when I went out to get the newspaper. Oh, and the paper delivery woman saw me, too."

"Nancy? My friend, Nancy, saw you naked? Henry, how could you?"

"I was just getting the paper," I said with a shrug. "What's the big deal? It isn't like she hasn't seen a penis before. Besides, she gave me the thumbs up sign and wished me a Happy Nude Day."

"You have lost your mind, haven't you," she said giving me a sad, sympathetic look.

"Lost my mind? No, Helen, I haven't lost my mind. This is the sanest I've felt in years. Actually, no longer inhibited by the confining conventions put upon me by a puritanical society, I finally feel free," I said stretching my naked exposure to the full delight and sexual pleasure of my wife. "And all that it took for me to feel free was to get naked," I said looking at her. "If I had known I'd feel the way that I feel now, I would have gotten naked years ago. I would have lived as a nudist. You should try it, Helen. Maybe if you were to get naked and show your tits, pussy, and ass to our neighbors it would loosen the stick that's been positioned up your ass for so long."

Okay, maybe full delight and sexual pleasure was the wrong phrase to use in describing how my wife must have felt to see my erection so early in the morning, after I exposed myself to my daughter, her sexy friend, my wife's friend, Nancy, our neighbor Edna, and the policewoman. In hindsight by the expression of anger on her face, annoyance and displeasure were better word choices than delight and sexual pleasure, but I did expose my penis to my wife, nonetheless. Maybe, hopefully, she'll get the hint and take me upstairs right now and fuck my brains out of my twisted mind, or at least give me a blowjob. Okay, right about now, especially after Tiffany had my cock in her mouth, while I fondled her big tits and fingered her nipples, I'd accept a hand job from Helen.

"Confining conventions? Puritanical society? Have you been drinking at this hour of the morning? And get it through your mind right now, Henry, I'd never expose my naked body to anyone but you and the way that I feel right now, it will be a long while before you see this body, again."

"No, dear, I'm not drunk. I'm just finally lucid," I said reaching over to take a sip of my coffee. "The strongest elixir I've had is Starbuck's French Roast and it's just the thing to perk up my insight."

"I can see that more than your insight is perked up this morning," she said staring at my cock. "Instead of you being lucid, I wish you were flaccid. Where's your modesty? Have you no shame? Put that thing away for God's sakes, Henry. It's too early in the morning to see that thing. And step away from the bay window. Everyone can see you. They'll call the police on you, again. Hopefully, this time they'll send a man, instead of a woman police officer, one who won't gawk and ogle your cock and, one who will just take you away to a mental hospital."

"Too early in the morning? We used to always do it early in the morning," I said hoping she'd agree to a quickie.

"Yeah, well, I'd rather just have some coffee than to be exposed to that thing, if you don't mind," she said pointing to my penis in the way she points to fish that has gone bad. "Suddenly, especially after you exposed yourself to our daughter and her guest, I feel violated," she said with a look, as if she just had taken a bite out of a sour pickle.

"Oh, for God's sakes, Helen, get in the spirit of the holiday. Take off your damn nightgown and get naked with me," I said reaching out and lifting and holding the hem of her nightgown up to her neck. With her tits, ass, and pussy so exposed for my viewing pleasure, I derived a bit of sexual satisfaction by holding up her nightgown in that way, while she struggled to preserve her modesty and free herself from my grasp. 

Inadvertently, I exposed her ass to Mark, our next door neighbor, just as he walked by our big bay window with his dog. Too busy admiring Helen's nakedness, I didn't know he was just outside the big, bay window admiring her nakedness, too. He stopped and stood there staring at my wife's naked body and when she turned away to escape me, not knowing that he was standing there watching me trying to lift her nightgown over her head, she faced him and gave him a full frontal view.

It was perfect. It was a beautiful thing. Had I planned such an accidental exposure of her nakedness, it never would have happened as perfectly as this. Accidentally, without her realizing it, my wife flashed him her ass, tits, and pussy. It was a beautiful thing, really. It was something else that I'll be masturbating over for years, the thought of my wife flashing her naked body to our neighbor.

"Henry! It's bad enough that you're exposing that to everyone," she said pointing to my now fully erect cock, "but must you expose me to everyone, too," she said pulling away from me to fluff down her nightgown. "Mark just saw everything I own," she said turning a bright red. "I'm so embarrassed, so embarrassed."

Timing is everything and the timing of her accidental nudity couldn't have been more perfect. Appropriately, she flashed her naked body to our neighbor. I wanted to laugh out loud with her embarrassed humiliation, but I was in enough trouble as it is and thought better of it.

"Hi, Mark," I said through the window giving him a little wave.

Without acknowledging my wave, he looked down at my cock, before walking away. I wondered if he was going home to masturbate over what he had just seen. Why am I never that lucky? How come I never see anything? Maybe I should get a dog. Maybe if I had a dog to walk around the neighborhood in the early morning and late at night, I'd see some stuff, naked people, that I'm not meant to see. No wonder why so many people have dogs.

"I'm so embarrassed. Mark saw my ass, my pussy, and my tits. Mark saw me naked. Mark saw everything I own. How could you, Henry? How could you? Have you no shame?"

She ran upstairs and I heard the bedroom door slam. Ah, alone at last. Finally, with my wife and daughter upstairs, I was alone with my bad self to celebrate my Nude Day holiday. Maybe they'll stay up there the rest of the day. Wouldn't that be nice? Only, I should be so lucky.

I couldn't believe what my wife of 25 years was saying about my nakedness. Imagine my own wife saying that she felt violated by seeing my cock. Nancy, the paper delivery woman wasn't violated by seeing my cock. She gave me the thumbs up, stared at it, and smiled. Tiffany wasn't violated by seeing my cock. She stared at it and took it in her hand, before taking it in her mouth. The female police officer wasn't violated by seeing my cock, she stared at it and now that I think about it, there's something sexy and erotic about a woman in uniform, especially one who has handcuffs. If anyone was violated, it was my neighbor Edna, my daughter, and my wife, but everything violate those three women. They should move in together and swear off men.

By all their stares and sexy smiles, they all liked, I dare say, enjoyed seeing what I was showing. Yeah, baby! Violated my ass, I'd like to violate my wife's ass right now to show her what it really feels like to be violated. She's such a bitch.

"Ding dong!"

"Who the Hell is that at this hour of the morning," I said for no one to hear and looking at my watch. "It's barely after 7 am. No one comes here so early and suddenly this house is alive with activity."

Figuring it was the cop returning to have a second look, hoping it was Tiffany returning to finish her blowjob, or maybe it was Nancy to give me a special edition, hot off the press personal copy of nude photos of her, I opened my front door to see who it was. It was Gloria, my hot sister. Be still my hard-on.

"Oh, hi Gloria," I said standing in the open doorway, as if I was fully dressed, with my hand on my hip and my head held high, while giving her my signature Captain Morgan rum pose. I could almost hear the music playing, every time I struck that pose.

"Henry, how nice to see you, all of you," she said with a laugh, while staring straight down at big Henry. "Did you just get out of the shower and forget your bathrobe or towel, even? Then, she looked down again at my quickly stiffening cock. "Well, I'm glad someone is glad to see me," she said wrapping her hand around my cock and giving it a playful tug, before letting go of it. "Nice," she said giving me a peck on the lips to greet me hello, as I closed the door behind her.

Damn, my hot, sexy sister not only saw my cock but also she grabbed my cock. What is it with women and cocks? Either they are totally turned off by the sight of it or they reach out and grab it. There's no in between. I was grateful, excited actually, for the latter than the former reaction when my sister-in-law saw my cock and wrapped her hand around hairy Henry.

Without doubt, especially after the reaction of my wife to seeing my cock today, my sexy sister is the one I should have married, but she was only 15-years-old at the time, when I married her sister, my wife, who was at 18-years-old. If I knew then what I know now about these two sisters, I would have had a better time with Gloria than with Helen. Gloria is the fun one. She's the one with the better sense of humor. I bet she'd have no problem celebrating Nude Day with me. For sure, if she freely grabbed my cock, something that even my wife didn't and wouldn't do, she doesn't feel violated by seeing my cock.

"Come in, Gloria. Helen's upstairs. Helen, your sister is here," I said calling up to her.

"Henry! Are you still naked?"

"If you mean am I still celebrating National Nude Day, if that's what you mean by me being naked, yes, dear, I am," I said with a chuckle.

"Oh, so that's the reason for the Chippendale show," said Gloria. She gave me that sexy naughty look, the one she gave me when she removed her bikini top, before jumping in the pool. "Would you mind if I joined you in your Nude Day celebration?"

Would I mind seeing my sexy sister naked? Are you kidding me? See? I knew Gloria wouldn't feel shy or embarrassed about getting naked and celebrating the holiday with me. Hold on Saint Peter. Don't take me just, yet. My life has suddenly taken a turn for the better, first with the naked sight of Tiffany and now with the soon to be naked sight of my hot sister-in-law.

"I'd be disappointed if you didn't celebrate the holiday with me, Gloria," I said with a sly, sexy smile. "Only, you'd better hurry stripping off your clothes, before the party pooper ruins our impromptu Nude Day celebration. Helen will be down here any minute."

"I forget you were coming, Gloria. I'm just going to hop in the shower," said my wife calling to her sister from somewhere upstairs.

"Great, that gives us more time to celebrate the holiday," said Gloria unzipping her jeans and shimmying out of them. Then, she pulled off her tee shirt, reached around and unhooked her bra, and rolled down her panty. "Happy Nude Day, Henry," she said pasting her hot, naked body against mine and giving me a hug and a kiss on the lips.

I took the liberty to part her lips with my tongue, while reaching down to feel her round, firm naked ass. Gloria was tall enough that I felt my cock slide down her belly and find a wet, warm place between her legs. Damn, if only my wife and daughter weren't home, I would have had sex with her right then and there.

"Happy Nude Day, Gloria, I said. When we parted, I reached out and felt her breast, first one and then the other. "You have bigger boobs than Helen," I said. "They're firmer, too."

"Do you like them?" She looked down at her tits, as if she was looking down at a top that she had just tried on and was asking my opinion.

"I love your boobs, Gloria," I said leaning down to take her nipple in her mouth.

"Hold on there, Henry," she said taking a step backward. "This is National Nude Day and not National Sex Day."

"Sorry," I said. "I couldn't resist. I didn't realize there was a difference between National Nude Day and National Sex Day," I said with a laugh.

"Well, you should ask first. How would you like it if I pawed and groped you like that. What if I leaned down and took your cock in my mouth without asking your permission," she said leaning down and taking my cock in her mouth.

Immediately, my cock became rigid and I put a hand to the back of my sister's head, while fucking her mouth with my hips. I was still horny from the partial blowjob that Tiffany had given me and I needed to cum.

"Suck it, Gloria. Suck my cock. Oh, yeah, baby, that feels so good. Let me cum in your mouth."

"You'd like that, wouldn't you? You'd love to cum in my mouth, wouldn't you?" She removed my cock from her mouth to speak, while standing up straight. "I'm always so horny in the morning," she said, "and after Dave left me for that young whore, I haven't had sex in a while," she said giving me the eye.

"I'd like to fuck you right now," I said turning her around and bending her over the chair in the living room.

"Another time, Henry, I have to get dressed, before my sister comes down and discovers we've been celebrating the holiday without her," she said with a laugh. Quickly she got dressed and when my wife finally came downstairs, it appeared as if nothing had happened. "Give me a call and we'll continue our celebration some other time."

"Henry," said Helen rushing down the stairs. "Why are you still naked? Have you no modesty? Have you no shame? This is my baby sister you're abusing by exposing yourself to her. What's wrong with you? You don't care who sees that thing, do you?"

"It's just your sister, Helen. It's nothing she hasn't seen before, at one of our drunken pool parties."

"We're going to the nursery to buy flowers. If my mother calls, tell her where we are and invite her to join us for lunch later. She's not picking up her cell phone."

"Okay. Bye," I said waving to them by the front door. "Have a good time."

"Get inside, Henry. Everyone can see you."

My daughter came running down the stairs.

"Where's Mom?"

"They're just leaving for the nursery. If you run you can catch them."

"Put some clothes on, Daddy. Trust me. You look better dressed than naked," she said looking down at my cock, before looking away in disgust.

"Have a good time. Grandma is supposed to be joining you, too," I said waving to them from the front porch, while Edna leered at me from her living room window. "Bye."

Finally, I have the house to myself. Barely 8 am, I wish it was later. I feel like a beer. What the Hell? It's late enough to have a beer somewhere in the world, Bali, no doubt is beer time. I grabbed a beer from the kitchen. Yeah, if I were in Bali now, I'd be sitting on the hot sand of a beautiful beach getting shitfaced, while ogling all the bikini clad beauties.

"Ding dong."

"You've got to be kidding me. This is like Grand Central Station," I said, just before opening the front door. "Mom! What are you doing here? They just left. You just missed them. Helen said to meet them there for lunch later."

"I have to pee," she said staring down at my cock. "A better question is why are you in your birthday suit, Henry?"

"I'm celebrating National Nude Day," I said giving her a laugh and a wink. "Do you wanna get naked with me, Ruth? C'mon, I double dare you. It would be good for you to air out those double D tits of yours."

"I'd surprise you, if I did, wouldn't I, Henry?"

"You would, Ruth. Unlike your tight assed daughter, you'd shock the shit out of me," I said with a laugh, "if you stripped off your clothes, got naked, and celebrated the Nude Day holiday with me. I always wanted to see your big tits and your hairy bush," I said reaching out my hand to give my mother's tit a feel through her blouse and bra.

Never inappropriately touching my mother before, never so much as making an inappropriate comment, I couldn't believe I was doing both of those now. Finally, instead of going along with every woman who led me by the balls, I was my own man. I was a new me and, suddenly, I liked who I was. 




Daddy Stays Naked For Nude Day



"Henry," she said looking down at my hand feeling her breast. "You're such a naughty boy," she said slapping my hand away. "Surely, you're talking about Helen and not Gloria, when you referred to my daughter as being tight assed, because Gloria would definitely celebrate Nude Day with you," she said giving me a sad smile. "You married the wrong sister."

"Unfortunately, it's apparent to me now that I did marry the wrong sister because Gloria did celebrate the holiday with me. She got naked with me for a few minutes, while Helen was in the shower. She definitely took things in hand and in mouth, if you know what I mean," I said, not believing I said that to Gloria's and Helen's mother, my mother. "Yeah, Helen doesn't understand my sudden urge to get naked," I said taking a sip of my beer. "Wanna beer?"

"Maybe later, Henry. It's too early for me to start drinking," she said with a smile.

She walked passed me to use the downstairs bathroom, but not without grabbing my cock, as she walked by me. Now, I know who Gloria takes after, certainly not after her prudish sister.

I returned to the living room and opened up the morning newspaper that I still haven't had a chance to read. When I looked up from the newspaper, there was Ruth standing in the foyer. She was naked. I couldn't believe my eyes and it took me a few seconds to realize what I was seeing.

"Close the drapes, Henry, I don't want everyone to see me," she said with a pink flush of modesty on her face.

"Gees, Ruth, your tits are enormous and your pussy is quite the hairy monster, I imagined it would be. Don't you ever shave or trim that thing?"

For a woman in her sixties, Ruth still had a decent body. For sure, I'd do her if she wasn't my wife's mother. Actually, for sure, because she's my voluptuous mother, I'd do her.

"Well, I'm doing this for you, Henry. I figured you'd be embarrassed later, after your Nude Day celebration, after having me seeing you naked. Now, we having nothing to be embarrassed about," she said looking down at herself. "Now that you mention it, I should take a razor to this bush, before I have something living in there."

"Well, thank you, Ruth. That's mighty nice of you," I said going over to her to give her a hug.

I don't know what it is, but feeling my mother's big breasts pressed against my chest, while my cock pushed against her soft belly and my hands reached down to cup her saggy ass, gave me such an erection.

"Henry, now I know that's not a roll of quarters in your pocket because you don't have any pockets," she said with a laugh, while reaching out to take me in her hand. She slowly started stroking me. Are you kidding me? Hold my place in line, Saint Peter. Don't take me just yet, because my mother is giving me a surprise hand job. Oh, my God, it felt so good to have my wife's mother stroking my cock. With all this teasing, I really needed to cum.

"Ruth, what are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm celebrating National Nude Day with my son. Come over here by the couch, so that I can get more comfortable," she said. She sat, while I stood and, as soon as I walked near her, she took my cock in her mouth.

I couldn't believe it, first my daughter's sexy friend, then my sister, and now my mother-in-law was giving me a blowjob. Never in my life, have I had my cock sucked by three different women in the matter of 3 hours. Wow. This Nude Day celebration was the best thing I ever did. I only wish I had celebrated this holiday years ago.

"Ruth, that feels so good. Suck it. Suck my cock, Mother. Oh, yeah, baby," I said while reaching down to cup her big tits and finger her hard nipples.

I could feel the tension welling up from my balls. I knew I was going to cum. Only, out of respect for my mother, I didn't know how she'd feel about me shooting a load of cum in my mouth. Growing up in a different generation where good girls didn't suck cock and if they did, they never swallowed, I figured she'd be pissed at me if I cam off in her mouth.

"I'm getting ready to cum, Ruth."

"Wonderful," she said removing my cock from her mouth to speak. "It's been a long while, since I've had a dose of this kind of protein. Give me some of your love juice, Henry."

With that, she cupped my balls, while sucking me, before stroking me faster. Between Nancy, my newspaper woman, my neighbor Edna, my daughter, and the policewoman seeing my cock, and between Tiffany, my sister, and now my mother-in-law blowing me, and between my wife accidentally flashing her naked body to my neighbor Mark, this was the best Nude Day I ever could have imagined. Now, I was ready to shoot all that I had in my mother-in-laws mouth and I did.

"Oh, God, Ruth. Oh, yeah, that's it," I said putting a hand to the back of my mother's head and fucking her mouth. Never have I cum as much and Ruth swallowed all that I had to give.

After Ruth left, I went up to bed. Having only just begun, my Nude Day celebration was already over. It couldn't get any better than it had. Now, my plan was to celebrate Nude Day every year. With thoughts of calling Nancy, Tiffany, and Gloria, my sister, later to arrange for us to continue our little naked celebration, I closed my eyes and took a nap.

"Happy Nude Day."



Daddy Surprises Baby on Birthday



*Disclaimer - This is a piece of fiction between two real life consenting adult couple in love. A gift for his lady love on her 34th Birthday as it happened written by the birthday girl. While role-playing she addresses him as Daddy and he calls her Baby. 



It's a beautiful day, not too much sun yet warm enough to our comfort even the air is cool and crisp according to our tastes (mmm I think finally we have tamed the weather) as we cuddle in the porch and take the fresh morning air in our lungs (yeah I know we don't sleep much so its late morning lol). "I have an enticing surprise for you J." You softly whisper to me. Gosh!! I know that look! And suddenly I am brimming with endless ideas and unlimited combinations of what plans have you got circling at lightning speed in that sexy mind of yours I adore. 

"Oh come on, please tell me!" I cutely pout making faces at you and you smile back your ever alluring tight lipped smile. 

And the last sentence I hear while you walk towards the garage in your loosely hung sexy jeans and your suave black buttoned shirt is, "You have 20 minutes to get ready, as I know you'll need that much time with your fidgeting about. Don't keep me waiting." And I rushed to the bedroom.

White silk satin corset with white silk ribbon ties at the back, Amethyst satin short skirt with delicate white roses printed on it, matching amethyst, blue stockings ribbed at back with lacy strings with a garter belt (just like you love) 3 inch heels most attractive matching blue peep toes and the cutest clown nose in deep red I have ever seen. 

(You never fail to surprise me and we swim in our humor lol). What! I checked all the things kept out on the bed for me again. So here's the catch, no Lingerie not even Panties! (Oh! Daddy) Oh, there is something though I didn't see before a blue box. But it had a note. I eagerly read it. "Do not open Baby - D" As I gave one last look to my body and my make up before slipping in my beautiful attire. I noticed my smooth fair soft skin was starting to get blushing pink to red in Daddy's favorite places. 

As I lingered while softly touching my dark brown big nipples I realized how extremely hard they were now and looked so proud with goosebumps all over my very fair, firm round succulent breasts."I dare not touch and see down there." I thought to myself as he doesn't like me to do that without his knowledge. 

A mischievous smile flashed on my lips as I sat beside you in our blue car (the one you kept for our long drives) and I famously coyly blushed and said pouting, "Daddy I am sorry I am a minute late. I had to put the nose on also you know and then I remembered, I forgot to powder my nose." I winked and closed my eyes. Any second now, I was expecting your hand on my head to grab me by my hair! But it seemed like an eternity of silence; finally I opened my eyes and nearly trembled when I saw the look in your face. 

Those eyes said it all. "We shall have to do something about your pouting, now hold this bag tight and put your eye mask on." The only words I would hear till we reach the secret destination you had in mind and I knew the black satin Bag was one of your favorite of special pleasure toys for me. And the accelerator screeched. 

I could smell the fresh drops of rain softly falling even before he nearly yanked me out of the car. "It hurts Daddy!" I complained as he held me close to his chest with my back towards him and his hard member, grinding into my plump, perfectly round moon of an arse as he held my left hand twisted under his grip and whispered fiercely in my ear, "Stop pouting and do not fidget when you walk, and take Daddy's hand so you don't trip over while walking with that eye mask on." 

The smell of rain was overpowered by steely smells with some sort of chemical odor around as he walked me through the doors. "Is everything is in its place. Can we start now?" I heard Daddy's voice after what seems like an eternity since he had taken all my clothes off except my eye mask and suddenly I was horrified thinking there were others present in the room.

"Come Baby let's put you up on a pedestal my love." Those two words alone make me wet, drenching wet anytime he says them but right now I was a mixture of wetness and sweat and so much in anticipation of the surprise he had planned that I was taken completely aback when he put me on a hard steel table. 

OMG!! I froze as the eye mask was taken off by Daddy and as my eyes acclimatized I was trembling and throbbing at the same time. I was on a steel table yes and right in front of me on the tripod was a camera ready in action. On my left at a distance I saw many piercings and tattoo inks and guns set on the side tables. And on my right were a man and a woman probably waiting for Daddy's orders. The women looked horrible she was probably a lesbian and the guy was um I think gay!!! The odds of that happening must have been the part of Daddy's plan I thought. 

But I was still not aware of Daddy's plans fully and what the fuck was the camera doing there. "Happy Birthday Baby." Daddy's voice cooed in my ears and I smiled faintly. 

The only thought in my mind was, What are you going to do with me Daddy and who are these strangers in front of whom I am sitting stark naked? God!! Suddenly it dawned on me the first time I was completely exposed under the bright lights and in front of the camera and these two strange people. Daddy being there helped a little yes. As my first reaction was to close my legs, but I couldn't and I saw with my eyes wide open at the spreader bar between my ankles. Damn!!! 

"When did he even put it in the car and how did I not notice him carrying it?" As I tried to cover my fair breasts suddenly I discovered my arms were tied behind my back in cuffs! Shit why did I not remember any of it. But something told me it was a part of the whole plan as I dreamed again. 

"Don't you even think about putting that finger on your dirty little cunt Bitch." I shivered as I heard Daddy's voice behind me. I didn't notice him standing there while I was pampering my nipples and looking at the brand new attire, he had laid out for me on the bed. 

"Oh, sorry Daddy, I was just thinking that I shouldn't be touching myself down there without your knowledge." As Daddy grabbed me from behind and looked ahead in the full length mirror admiring our picture perfect together. I chose this opportunity to pacify him more and whispered to him "Daddy, I was a good Baby and I didn't even touch the blue box." 

"Close those Prick sucking lips now, brat." he roared, "and only open them for having this drink with Daddy before you get dressed in time." As I parted my lips to take a sip from the crystal tumbler I heard Daddy chuckle. "Not so easy my sweetheart, Daddy's going to personally sip it with your hot wet tongue around mine." I was filled with ecstasy and a feeling of lightness as he sipped each little sip from the tumbler and transferred it in my mouth kissing me hard each time.

"No it was not the scotch!" I came back from my dream land to the present then what made me woozy and not remember anything. But till now Daddy had taken his position behind me the steel table and had spread his legs besides mine and was grinding into my arse. Mmmmmm. He felt warm as I was freezing on the steel table. 

"Ready my love?" Daddy smiled and said to me. I nodded, not having a clue to the ordeals ahead. Check the camera daddy instructed the man and he gave the thumbs up to Daddy and Daddy winked at me. The women looked at Daddy as if asking his approval and he nodded. 

Then he whispered in my ear, "Now be a good little girl for Daddy and be still or I'll punish you." To my shocked expression he seemed to be laughing his head off. I literally jumped as the women took my left nipple in her mouth and started sucking and licking it feverishly. I tried to resist, but Daddy glared at me and so I just froze. She worked my nipple quickly as I have overly responsive nipples. I was in shock my brown big nipple got as hard as a pebble. 

Ouch, I squealed as she bites me lightly on it. "Whore!" Daddy shouted at me, "What did I tell you about moving and squealing!" I apologized to Daddy and let the women continue my abuse of my nipples. She was now onto my right one and Daddy had yanked my head back, his fingers knotted in my long auburn brown hair as he fiercely kissed me on my lips, probing his tongue deep inside as he moaned into my mouth. "Are you enjoying my Bitch?" 

Ah! No! Daddy! Stop this please. I shouted at the top of my lungs as I felt excruciating pain in my right nipple and I saw with horror that the woman was piercing my right nipple in that hard state. FUCK!! I couldn't stop crying. "Shhh! hush now my baby, you are my brave little girl, smile for Daddy now." As Daddy stroked me on my head and kept whispering to me and I forced a smile under my extremely painful condition. 

"Did you get it all?" Daddy seemed to be asking the gay man who was recording the whole process. And again he signed up his thumb. That's all he does. I sulked under my breath. 

"What was that you said Baby?" Daddy asked me holding me tightly. 

"Nothing Daddy, I wanted to thank you for my gift, it looks so pretty on my right nipple." I whimpered even though I felt so much pain as I didn't want him in a bad mood. 

"Would it be the right time now to tug her?" Daddy asked the woman and she just smiled and nodded. Mmmmmmmmmm. Daddy moaned. "Ready my little one." Daddy asked. For what? I was thinking aloud and fearing the worst when again my screams while he tugged my nipple ring softly was muffled in his deep kiss. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Daddy smiling at me. Oh! I always melt at his smile. 

"Let's have another drink my little one, you are going to need It." And this time Daddy let me gulp it down by the tumbler in his hands. My hands and feet were numb with the binding and the bar and not to mention my right nipple was sore to the degree possible. The pain had subsided a little now. And I thought to myself, well at least it's over and now I can go back with my Daddy and away from these people and this place. Naive I was to not know Daddy's mischievous plan number two. Ofc he is a Gemini he had twin plans. 

What is happening the woman now took over the camera and the man now came and stood near us with another piercing tool in his hand? Oh no I thought, I don't want both my nipples pierced especially when Daddy knows so well that my left one is too sensitive. As I looked at Daddy with pleading eyes he instructed the man to wait. I was happy momentarily that he is actually listening to me. "Now where did you keep the goody bag baby?" Daddy was referring to our special bag of pleasure and pain toys. 

I pointed faintly in the direction of the chest of drawers near the door. Daddy took out our famously used big glass butt plug and some lube and then he said, "But I think you won't need any lube tonight on this public pedestal my fucking little bitch." And something twitched inside me and I knew I was dripping the steel table more now. 

"Isn't she a lovely sight my little girl?" Daddy seemed to be asking the horrendous woman and she smiled and nodded and as if asking something from Daddy. What could it be? I thought. I was already angry at her. And then she moved from the camera place and Daddy took over the camera and to my shock of my life she inserted her finger deep up my slit and started rubbing me softly. I tried not to moan as I was mixed with fear and anxiety and guilt and anger and wetness at the same time as Daddy was watching me through the camera and smiling at me. 

Ohhhhhhh! Why does he do that! Smile so innocently always as if nothing happened. "She is wet."The woman affirmed towards Daddy. 

"Enough! Now baby puts that finger in your mouth and lick your juices." And the woman shoved the finger in my mouth and I licked hungrily as, if not wanting ant drop of mine left on that horrible woman. As I saw Daddy approaching me with a glint in his eyes, I knew. I know that gleam too well. My legs involuntarily tried to spread more to accommodate him, but well Daddy is a Meany and he surprises me always. As his fingers lingered over my slit and he scooped some of my juice to moisten my anal ring it puckered up even more. 

Oh Daddy!!!!!!!! I moaned like always, forgetting where I was. Everything ceased to exist and it was just me and my Daddy. The Glass plug felt right in its place as Daddy pushed it inside my arse hole as he has done so many times previously. Daddy loved my arse, even more than my dark extremely wet hot tight cunt, his love hole. He always teased me, even after long hours, even days of denial of my bliss of having his Rock hard thick long member in there. He always took my arse hole first no matter what. 

Yes, Daddy is my arse man and I Love him so much. "Baby wants more." said Daddy as he licked his lips. I let out a big stream as my whole body buckled with love and lust for my Daddy. I knew today he would give me everything as it was my special day, my birthday. Oh! Daddy I love you. I moaned loudly as one of his fingers found way to my dripping slit. 

Mmmmmm whispered Daddy "My little cunt whore is all wet and ready for his Daddy, always ready for Daddy aren't you Slut!!!" Those words were like magic for me and I was in seventh heaven buckling gyrating writhing with Daddy's finger inside me. Daddy slipped another finger inside me. Ahhhh! it felt full now my love hole with his three fingers inside me deep, touching me places I have never been, all exposed for Daddy on this cold table with a big butt plug in me and his fingers. Ohhhhhhh! Suddenly I find Daddy trying to slide his pinkie too inside. 

Oh!!! I gasped I knew what this meant. Any second now! I tried to loosen myself, but my cunt automatically tightened its grip over his long fingers, and so on in a go his fist was inside me sliding in. "OOOOOHHHHHH!!!! Fuck your dirty little Bitch Daddy!!!!!"

He knew I went wild with fisting and then there was no stopping me. I looked at Daddy with my bloodshot intoxicating lustful big brown eyes. "Come on Baby, you can do better." Daddy teased me. 

"Fuck your personal little whore Daddy."I glared at him, unable to resist my need to cum. 

"Don't you dare even think of Cumming Slut!!!! I am not done with you yet." He growled and I whimpered under my breath. Suddenly he pulled his hand out and I was taken out of my trance, then Daddy came behind me again on the table and took me in his arms tightly. His left hand was on my newly pierced right nipple ring as he tugged it slightly.

"No Daddy Please." I pleaded. But I knew my pleadings would go in vain before Daddy. He was a man with a mission now. As the gay man came forward now and to my utter horror he held my swollen big clit in between his fingers. I twitched.

"Don't move Little Girl be very still for Daddy." And I froze knowing resisting would be futile. Arghhhhhhh!! No!! Daddy!! No Please. I was in sweats and sharp pain when it was over and all I could hear was Daddy whispering in my ear. 

"That's my brave little girl; look at your twin presents now, your brand new Nipple and Clit ring to keep your big clit well behaved. Love you my Baby Happy Birthday." And he smiled at me. I melted again. My Daddy is so full of surprises for me always. "And you will thank your Daddy at home in our special way as Daddy let you scream loudly when your extremely beautiful big sexy clit was pierced in Daddy's name." 

And I looked at my clit ring and saw what I had overlooked before. Just dangling below my beautiful silver clit ring was the letter D in silver looped in the ring. "I Love You Daddy!" my voice muffled as I kissed him on his lips as he signaled to shut the camera. Daddy was doing all the work now, dressing me up, taking our toy bag, collecting the recording CD and paying the people. 

And I was in wonderland as I knew what Daddy meant exactly when he wanted me to thank him in our special way at home. But that's for another day. (Pssst no I didn't forget the blue box! Until next time.)



Daddy Surprises Daughter



I was sound asleep, and I knew it. The dream always came. I never get over it, and it never leaves my mind. I did my best to try and forget the events to follow never happened, but I dream about it every night. Every morning I wake up feeling anguish and guilt, but I can't seem to forget. So, when I'm asleep I let myself remember...

I walked in the front door of my two-story home. As is my routine, I put my briefcase down just inside the door and took off my shoes. As I'm bending over pulling off my shoes, I hear a banging coming from upstairs. I tense straining to hear more wondering what is going on. The banging continues, so I bound up the steps two at a time trying to keep my imagination from getting ahead of me. As I reach the top of the stairs, my senses quickly tell me the sound is coming from my 18 year old daughter's room. I take off my belt wondering if I will have to use it to defend myself, then I walk to her door. 

Slowly and deftly I start opening the door, as the door opens I hear grunting noises. My mind starts to cloud, and I begin to question what I am in for. When the door is half way open, I put my head around the end. What I see makes me stop dead in my tracks. There in my daughter's room on her bed is my daughter. It takes a moment to register, but the banging is from the headboard to her bed hitting the wall, and there is my daughter with her butt facing me humping the large Winnie the Pooh bear I had bought her for Christmas. My little girl had Pooh on his back on her bed, and she had straddled his face and body and was humping for all she was worth. Then something registered. The groans I heard in her room were hers, my daughters'.

I stood there just inside her room with my head around the end of the door watching my daughter masturbate with the bear I had bought her. I couldn't move. I was stuck in time only aware of the steady banging of the headboard and the soft grunts coming from my daughter's throat. 

As the fog in my brain began to recede, I realized her grunts are coming faster and heavier. I'm transfixed, unable to move in or out. I just stand there watching. Suddenly, without warning I hear my daughter scream. "Fuck, fuck me Daddy. I'm coming for you Daddy!" and then she moaned from the depths of her soul and fell forward. I heard little purrs coming from my little girl, and I knew she would be getting up soon or at least coming out of her orgasm high. I didn't want my daughter to know I was there, so I quietly pulled the door shut and walked down the hall to my bedroom.

When I closed my bedroom door, I tossed the belt on the bed and moved into the bathroom. I turned on the shower and walked back into the bedroom peeling off my polo shirt. I unzipped my pants and pulled them off, reached for my underwear and tried to pull those off too, but I met with some resistance. When I looked down, I saw the biggest hard on I had ever had. 'Oh shit" I thought, I was turned on by watching my daughter get off. I quickly finished getting undressed and jumped into the shower hoping it would go away but no such luck. Every time I closed my eyes, I could see and hear my daughter, and before I knew what I was doing my hand was wrapped around my cock, and I was jerking off while picturing my daughter masturbating along with me.

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Over the next few weeks I tried to forget about what I had seen and heard in my daughter's room that day. I tried to act as if nothing had changed, but in the night in my room I allowed myself to remember. The guilt always came, but it had been so long since I'd had any sex or any desire for sex. My wife died of cancer a year ago, and when I lost her, I had lost my sexual desires too. This new development had me in a quandary. I'd tried dating, but I'd never found myself responding to any of the women. Now, my daughter had brought back my sexual desires. I kept reminding myself that she wasn't my flesh and blood daughter, but I had raised her. I had adopted her. See, my wife was raped on her way home from a date. On our first date we fell in love. I know she isn't MY daughter, but I had raised her like she was, and I had never thought of her any differently, all of the sudden I found myself using that to assuage my guilt over fantasizing about her. The fantasies were always there in the back of my mind, and I was at a loss, what to do with them, until one day my daughter took it out of my hands. 

I came home from work early one day, and I heard the familiar banging. I hadn't caught my daughter again, but I could never forget that sound. I knew that she was in her room and her headboard was hitting the wall. I felt my cock stirring in my pants, and I couldn't help but slowly go upstairs. I knew I shouldn't, but I wanted to hear and see her again. As I reached the top of the stairs, I stopped. I heard voices this time not just grunting. I heard my daughter's voice and a deeper voice. I walked over to her bedroom door, and I realized that it was a boy's voice. My anger and jealousy started to stir. How dare she bring a boy up to her room, but at the same time I felt my curiosities become aroused? Why was there a boy in her room? I put my ear up to her door, but I couldn't quite make out any words or sounds. I just heard two voices. So, I decided to take a chance and open the door. Grabbing a hold of the door knob I started to inch the door open.

Once again, as I opened the door, I could hear noises. This time though there were moans and purring sounds coming from my daughter, I couldn't help but store them in the back of my mind, so I could remember them for my fantasies. I took a step into her room, and tried to be as cautious as possible when putting my head around the door, but what I saw couldn't keep back my gasp of shock and the subsequent happenings. 

I saw my daughter and a boy. She was lying across the width of the bed with her head just hanging off one side while her legs were hanging off the other allowing her feet to touch the floor. The boy had his cock in her mouth, and he was pumping in and out of it while he shoved a huge, vibrating cock-like dilido up my daughter's pussy. I could tell she probably wasn't breathing very easily, because this little boy had his cock in her mouth up to his balls which were covering her nose. 'What the fuck' I thought. My daughter is a little slut. I know she is eighteen now, but how can she be with a boy. I would never have pictured that. As I stood there in shocked horror, I felt my crotch hurting. Wondering what was wrong, I looked down. My cock was so hard and swollen it was pressing against the zipper of my pants, and the zipper was digging into me. My cock wanted out of its confines. 

'I'm turned on' was my next thought. Oh fuck, how do I handle this? "WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOUNG LADY?" I heard myself yell. The boy jumped and cried out, I didn't realize until later that my daughter had been so startled that she had clamped her jaw, biting this little pricks dick. (When I thought about that later, I couldn't keep a smile off of my face.)

"Daddy," she said in a shocked guilt ridden voice. "I didn't know that you were coming home early."

"What the fuck does that have to do with me coming home to find my daughter with a boy fucking her face and shoving a cock up her pussy?"

"Daddy, please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for you to see, to find out." She turned to that little prick and told him he'd better leave. I heartily agreed with her assessment of the situation and my mood. So, I let him go, as he gathered up his clothes and ran out of her room holding his little shriveled up dick in his hand.

"Daddy, please, I'm sorry. Please," she begged as she began picking up her clothes trying to find something to put on.

"Don't get dressed, since you want to be a little slut, you can stay naked."

"Daddy, please," she said in that quavering female voice that says she is getting ready to cry. I hate that voice.

"Shut up," I screamed. "Lie down on your stomach on your bed, without any clothes on. If you insist on being a slut, I'm going to treat you like one." Before I knew what I was doing, I was taking off my belt. I hadn't spanked my daughter in years, not since she was ten years old, but somehow the practice came back rather quickly. My daughter looked at me with fear in her eyes as she saw me taking off that belt. I could see that she wanted to argue, but something in my stance or my eyes must have told her she had better do what she was told. She lay down on the bed. Thankfully, she didn't seem to notice that my cock was still burgeoning in my pants begging to be released. I didn't really realize it myself. As she lay down, I walked over to the bed. I could hear her muffled crying through the pillow, and it seemed to get me even more excited. I tried not to think about that. I pulled off my suit coat, and lay at the end of the bed and brought the belt back preparing to give her the first lash. 

I could hear my heart beat. It felt as if it was beating out of my chest. She looked back with some fear but also excitement in her eyes. I registered this, but I didn't take the time to think about it.... the belt came down. My daughter's scream was music to my ears. "You like that, don't you, honey," I calmly stated. She looked at me with tears glistening in her eyes and a small smile on her face. At that moment our gazes locked and our breathing accelerated and some how we both knew..... we were thinking the same thing.

"Oh, Daddy," she moaned. My cock continued to stir in my pants. "Daddy, I liked that, but I am sorry that I had that boy in here with me. Can you forgive me?"

I hesitated, "Maybe some day, Princess, but I won't forgive you today. You need to be taught a lesson, and I am just the man to teach it to you." I brought the belt down again and again reveling in her screams of pain that followed each blow. Her screams were always followed with a purely sexual moan. 

I caught sight of some robe belts in the corner of her room. My mind started working in overdrive. "Flip onto your back, Princess, and close your eyes don't make a sound." I walked over to the belts, and as I did I realized I could smell her excitement. Her scent was in the air calling to me, begging to be taken care of. 

Grabbing the belts I headed to her bed. I stood there watching the rise and fall of her C cup breasts. I examined them with my eyes tracing every curve, thinking of how I would taste them soon. Slowly, I bent over and tied a belt around her eyes... she didn't need to see right now. Then I took her hands and tied them together with another robe belt and tied her hands to the bed above her head. I slowly ran my hands down the length of her arm, rubbing her neck and collar bone too. Then I glided my hand over her soft smooth skin to the luscious curvy.... "WHAT THE HELL," I yelled. I saw her entire body flinch. "When the fuck and how the fuck did you get your nipple pierced young lady?"

She gasped obviously having forgotten about her transgression and my lack of knowledge on the subject. "Ummmm, well, Daddy, I got it pierced for my 18th birthday two months ago. It was ummmm.... I'm sorry, Daddy!"

I was shocked until I realized what I could use the piercing for. Maybe her little stunt of freedom would provide me with some interesting fun some day. Right now, though, I decided to continue my exploration. My fingers ran around the meat of her breast, relishing in the size. Then slowly, I allowed the palm of my hand to rub back and forth over her nipple. I was rewarded with a small moan of pleasure.

Oh god, I'm in heaven, I thought. This quivering body was mine, and I was the one making it quiver. I was in control of everything. My brain was once again in overdrive and my cock was throbbing painfully in my pants. Since she was blindfolded, I decided to let it out. I heard her small intake of breath when she heard my zipper. My cock sprung out of my pants to its full hot, hard, throbbing and bouncing eight inches. I was more then ready. I just had to stroke it, but I needed something to ease the friction, so I pulled her legs apart spreading her for my attention. I could smell her sex calling for some loving. I reached my fingers down and pinched her clit bringing her round ass off the bed. Her breath was coming in shallow gasping sounds as my palm cupped her mound. It was slick with her dew giving my hand the lube to stroke my cock.

"Daddy," she murmured, "Please, I need you. I need you to fuck your Princess.... Please, I beg you."

Having stroked my cock while she begged me, I was more then ready. I allowed myself to climb onto the bed. My body nestled between her legs and my mouth descended on her nipple. I started to suckle. I couldn't hold back my moan of pleasure. I was in a fantasy, a dream. My daughter was bucking under me groaning, "oh, Daddy, oh Daddy," over and over again until finally she screamed, "Please Daddy, fuck me, fuck me hard."

My hips responded of their own accord bringing my cock up to her slit, so her dew spread over the tip of my cock. I began to push into her cunt, until I had a couple of inches inside of her. "Oh god," my daughter and I gasped at the same time. "Please, Daddy, hard, fuck me hard. I need you ramming my cunt until I cum."

How could I fight that? I put my hands on either side of her head, putting my weight on my arms, and I began to pound my daughter. After all, she had begged me to. "UHH, UHHH," I grunted. God, she was wet, hot and tight. Her muscles gripped me tighter then anyone else ever had. She was going to milk me dry. I could feel my body tensing, I knew I was close. My tempo picking up until I was lifting her ass off the bed as I pounded her, I felt myself begin to lose control. My daughter gripped me tighter and tighter, until she screamed, squirting (boy was that a surprise) and convulsing into orgasm around me. My full sac began emptying into her cunt. Stream after stream shot out of my cock into her womb, as I stroked in one last time before collapsing to the side of my daughter's body. I untied her hands and undid her blind fold. She looked at me with loving tender eyes, and our lips reached for each other at the same time. A slow sensual kiss that made me weak in the knees, we fell asleep with my leg over hers, my knee resting on her sex, our heads side by side and my hand spread over her breast. 



Daddy Surprises Her



She had the perfect plan to seduce her Uncle. At 18, she was so hot for him that she has tried many times to get him to noticed, but he never noticed. Over the next few days she gathered the things she was going to need. On Saturday afternoon she called her Uncle, and asked him if he could come over and fix a leak. He told her he would be there sometime today. 

He pulled into the driveway, noticed that his brother and wife were not home. He sat there for a few minutes before going inside. He had a hard time around his niece. Always showing off her body in one way or another. He was pretty sure that there was no leak. Getting out and grabbing the tools he headed for the door. She watched him from the Bay windows. When the door bell rang she went over and open the door for him. 

"Come in Uncle Bob, mom left a note asking me to call you. She found a small puddle of water this morning." she told her Uncle.

"OH HELL!!!" he thought, she's dressed in her school uniform. He could feel his body reacting. He watched as she walked away, her ass swaying, and her short skirt would flash him the bottom of her ass cheeks. Leaning against the door frame he looked at her as she went on talking about the leak. 

Her long Lt. brown hair was put up in two matching pig tails. Her crisp white blouse tried tightly under her chest. Bared skin, then the skirt hanging just at her ass cheeks. He watched as she bent over and open the cabinet door, Her round naked ass hit him right between the legs. His cock went rock hard in his Jeans. Then she turned to look at him. He wasn't paying attention to what she was saying, his body was talking for him.

"Uncle Bob, are you all right? Uncle Bob, Uncle Bob." she kept saying.

Suddenly he heard her asking him if he was all right. He drop the tool box and walked over to her. Pressing his body against her and slightly bending her backward on the sink.

"Hell no I'm not all right Honey. You have been driving me crazy for months now, and now you've dress up as a little school girl. Oh Fuck!" he groaned in her ear, as his hands roamed her body.

She was in heaven now. His hands cupping, squeezing her titties, and pinching her nipples. Then his hands were on her ass pulling her tighter against him. Then his mouth closed on hers, all thought left her then. Picking her up, he carried her into the living room and sat on the couch holding her. Slowly his fingers slip inside her blouse. 

"Unbutton my shirt dear." he whispered to her.

Her fingers fumbled, and slowly she pushed his shirt down his shoulders. Letting her go long enough to finish taking his shirt off. His hands moved up her back to her shoulders, then pulling against his thick hairy chest. Rubbing her nipples back and forth. Suddenly he lifts her from him.

"Put some music on and do a slow dance for me baby." he told her.

He watched her walk away, soft music filled the room. Slowly she moved, her hands running all over her body. His breathing became harsh, and he moved his hand down his chest undoing his Jeans. Reaching inside he pulled his cock out and slowly stroke it as he watched her. When she opened her eyes and saw her Uncle's cock she almost chicken out. His cock was enormous, must be at least 10 inches in length and as big around as her baseball bat. She got down on her hands and knees and crawled over to him. 

The second her mouth closed on his cock head he let out a long deep groan. Reaching her neck, and moving his hands up and down her neck pulling he closer, his cock deeper in her mouth. As he watched her sucking his cock, he had a flash of the movie he watched last night. He wanted her to do the same thing. He pulled her off his cock and looked down at her smiling.

"Mmm, as much as I want to continue, I want you to go get a big bottle of baby oil and met me in the backyard. Now hurry up Honey I have plans for you." he told her. 

She ran upstairs to get the oil, and he went to the shed and grabbed the plastic trap he had left last week. Laid it out over the grass. Went back inside for a bottle of wine. He was sitting in the chair when she came out. He asked her for the bottle and told her to undress.

"Lay back and rub it in as I pour it all over you baby. Oh Ya like that. mmmmmmmm feels so good don't it baby. By the time I get done with you, you'll be begging your Uncle Bob for his cock. OH GOD YOU LOOK SO GOOD BABY!!!!!." he told her.

He stood over and slowly poured the oil from her neck all the way down to her toes. Then he poured some onto his cock. Standing there stroking his cock as he watched her. Kneeling down between her spread legs, he moved closer and closer rubbing his cock head along her thigh.

"You ready baby, Hope so cause you have asked for this for months. Haven't you baby? mmmmm, feels so good rubbing against your pussy. Oh ya, you have been running around the house in next to nothing wanting this. Tell me baby have you done the same thing to your daddy? Or am I your lucky man? Oh Sweet Jesus, yessss, so fucking tight baby. Oh fuck girl, your pussy the tightest I ever fucked." he grunted.

Grabbing her hips so she couldn't slip away as he thrust hard into her.

"Oh yessss, fuck me, it feels so good Uncle Bob. Harder Fuck me harder." she cried out.

Slipping his arms under her, he flip them over. With her on top, and his hands holding her hips, he grinds her pussy into his cock over and over again.

(outside)

He was tried, and just wanted to get inside and take shower and climb into bed and sleep for a week. As he reached for the door knob he heard moaning, loud moaning from the back yard. Open the front door, sat his briefcase down and slowly walked to the back door. He saw his daughter fucking someone in the backyard. As he watched her lift her pussy almost off that huge cock, then slam herself down again, and again. Wondering who he was. When he moved to look out over the sink he heard his daughter.

"OH FUCK YES!!!, FUCK ME!!, FUCK ME UNCLE BOB!!. I WANT IT HARD,!!!!" his daughter yelled.

He felt his cock getting harder now, as he watched his brother's cock sliding inside his daughter. He's fantasizing about taking her for years. Quickly he undressed, and walked outside. His brother saw him then, smile up at him.

"Oh sweet baby, tell your Uncle Bob what it would be like to have your daddy's cock inside you." he asked her, while looking at his brother.

"Heaven, I've wanted you and daddy for the longest time, could you make it happen?" she said.

"Mmmmm, oh yes baby I'll make it happen right now. Come over here Little brother and fuck your baby girl. Slip that hard cock of yours up her tight ass hole. oh ya like that, oh baby, it wont be long now." Her Uncle said.

She felt something pushing in her ass, turning to look, she saw her daddy smiling down at her.

"Hi baby, I see you love your Uncle Bob, are you going to love your daddy too. God I hope so Honey cause daddy sure going to love you really good. OOOOOOOOOOHHH!!!, FUCK!!!!, SO FUCKING TIGHT!!!!!" he daddy groaned.

Daddy was moving in as Uncle Bob was pulling out, then she felt daddy's hand slipping around and down over her tummy to her pussy. She lost it when he started rubbing her clit hard and fast.

"OH GOD I'M CUMMINGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!" she screamed.

"AAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" Uncle Bob grunted as his cum blasted deep inside her pussy.

"OH GOD BABY GIRL DADDY'S GOING TO FILL YOUR ASSHOLE. AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!" her daddy cried out.

He slowly slip his cock out of her ass and told her to go get washed up before her mother gets home. He help his brother to his feet, and together they put up the plastic sheet. He told his brother to stay for dinner. He knew his wife had to go back to work tonight so he planned to keep his daughter very busy tonight. With help from his brother, she would have bother her Uncle and daddy tonight, only this time he was going to get her pussy.