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Learning Give and Take

By: Linyari



I sat on the couch in my living room, staring mindlessly at the television. I didn't care what was on; I just didn't want to have to think. I was angry. I had been angry. For weeks. My wife, Christine, had left me. Or left us, I should say, since she didn't see fit to take Mary, our 19 year old daughter, with her. Twenty years of marriage and this is what I got? A woman that needed to "find herself"? So, she just up and leaves? Couldn't she find herself while I was at work?

I wasn't ready for this. She spent all of our marriage wanting to be the traditional wife. She took care of everything. She even insisted on home schooling Mary because she didn't trust the public school system to educate her properly. I admit that she must have done an excellent job because Mary was now looking at her pick of schools. Christine had never given any kind of indication that she was unhappy and now she just leaves? Now I was stuck with Mary. Who was quickly grating on my nerves. I'd spent much of her life working. Sure, we were close when I was home, but Christine handled almost everything concerning Mary. I got to do the fun father/daughter stuff. Because of that, it was only now that I realized just how clingy she was. Perhaps it was a good thing that she would be headed off to school soon. She needed to learn some independence. Become her own person. That or she could wait until she'd been married for twenty years and go off and find herself too.

I stewed a bit longer, finishing my beer and setting it on the end table. I had intended to get up and change clothes. Go out and do something. Meet some guys from work. Anything was better than sitting in the house. As I sat planning my evening, I heard the garage door open. Mary must be home. She'd gone out to do some grocery shopping since I hadn't done anything since Christine left. I heard her come in from the kitchen and set some bags on the counter.

"Do you need any help?" I yelled to her.

"No, I've got it Daddy. I only picked up a few things."

She walked into the living room from the kitchen and I couldn't help but smile to look up at her. She was at that peak of womanhood. She was small, lithe...graceful. Her blond hair was pulled back from her face and her eyes were twinkling at me. She had a dancer's body, much like her mother had. Mary could have attempted to make a career in ballet if it weren't for the fact that she was so painfully shy.

"You get anything good?" I asked a bit too gruffly.

"Some stuff to make chicken and potatoes. I noticed you hadn't been all that hungry lately."

I nodded. She was right. I was too busy being angry to eat much. I turned back to the television.

"Daddy?"

I looked up. Mary had a look in her eyes.

"You could help me with something." And then I recognized that look. "Could I do that thing? Our secret thing?"

That secret thing. That game we started. She would sit on my lap and discovered that if she pressed herself against my knee in just the right way, she could get off. She'd stopped doing it since her mother left but I guess she needed a release.

I looked at her and I couldn't resist. "Sure, baby. Climb on up." I scooted forward on the couch to give her the best angle and spread my legs. Mary straddled my left leg carefully and stared at the television. Almost hesitantly she began to move, back and forth, pressing down gently on my leg. I immediately felt myself harden. I ran my fingers up and down her back and watched as she closed her eyes and smiled. She quickened her pace and steadied herself with her hands on my knee. I leaned forward and smelled her skin. Her breath was coming in quick gasps now and I knew it wouldn't be long. She must have really been backed up. It wasn't long before a long, low moan came pouring out of her lips. She leaned back against me contentedly. I wrapped my arms around her carefully avoiding her breasts or anything else. Thus far, the game had been completely innocent on my part. As far as Mary knew, it was non-sexual on my end. It was just something she did and then went about her business. Which is what she did exactly at that moment. 

"Thank you Daddy. I think I'm going to get up and cook dinner now." With a quick kiss on my cheek, she went back to the kitchen. And I sat there with my cock twitching angrily in my pants. I could see the wet spot on my pants leg. I could smell her juices. I was replaying her orgasm in my mind and my cock continued to grow. It had been weeks since I had had sex. 

And what Mary didn't know was that the game wasn't non-sexual on my end. It aroused me. Fuck, it turned me on more than I had ever been turned on in my life. But she was my daughter. So every time she finished, I went and found Christine and fucked her senseless. Every time we played the game, Christine was always there to take care of the raging hard on I had. She was good that way.

But now I didn't have Christine. I didn't have anyone. What I had was a daughter that liked to get herself off and then walk away. I stewed in my anger. I could have taken care of it myself, just jacked off and been done with it. But I couldn't. The unfairness of it all just settled down upon me. Christine had left. She didn't care about my needs, just her own. And here was Mary, only concerned about her needs as well. And I would be damned if I was going to use my hands when I had a perfectly healthy woman at my disposal. A woman who loved for me to get her off, but couldn't be bothered to get me off. It was time for a change. Mary was going to learn the give and take of sex.

I stood up and adjusted myself in my jeans before wandering into the kitchen. Mary stood at the counter peeling potatoes. I let my eyes wander up her body, traveling from her delicate calves, to her perfectly formed bum, and glorying in the sexiness that is a woman's lower back. I came up behind her quickly, resting my hands on her hips and whispered in her ear. "Mary my dear, I think you need to come with me up to my room. I need to show you something."

She turned around, a bit surprised. "Okay Daddy." She quickly washed her hands, dried them on her shorts and then led the way up the stairs. I took a moment to admire the view from behind, reminding myself of what I had decided I deserved to get.

I followed her into my room and shut the door. Not that it was necessary. It wasn't like there was anyone else that lived here who might intrude. But it felt appropriate. "Mary, sit down." I pointed to the bed. She settled herself on the end of the bed as I sat across from her in an armchair. I watched her for a moment. Could I really go through with this?

"Daddy, what did you want to show me?"

I took a deep breath. "Mary, do you like our little game?"

She gave a shy smile. "I do. It feels nice."

"Why do you think I let you play this game?"

She thought for a moment. "You like to make me happy?"

"I do like to make you happy, baby. But, did you ever stop to think about how it made me feel?"

Her face grew blank. "No Daddy. I just thought you did it because I liked it."

Yeah, I could definitely go through with this.

"Well, baby, I need to show you how I feel about it." At this point I stood up, unzipped my pants and pulled out my erection. It had gone down a bit with the conversation, but it was still plenty hard enough to be noticeable.

Mary gasped. "Daddy! What...what..."

I glowered at her. "See, I know how you feel when you come to me to play your little game. Well, that's the way I feel when you're done. Except I'm not done. I'm still turned on." Mary's eyes grew wide. "How much do you know about sex? What did your mother tell you?"

She stuttered, "Th-th-that sex makes babies and it's something married people do." She finished off in a rush, almost as if it embarrassed her to say it. Great, Christine hadn't really prepared her for anything. What was she thinking, planning on sending Mary off to school completely uninformed? I rolled my eyes.

"Well, it's a lot more than that. Jesus, your mom really left you out of the loop." I decided to take it from the beginning. "See, when a man gets that feeling he gets hard. He's turned on. He needs to have a release. It hurts if he doesn't. Just like you do when you come looking for me to play your little game with you. And up until now, I've been content to let you play, because I always went looking for your mother to give me my release. But your mother is gone baby." I stood up and walked towards her. "And you've turned me on. You've given me a wicked hard on with all of this teasing. And Daddy needs a release. Without your mother here, I guess it falls to you. Come on baby, Daddy hurts." I grinned evilly.

"No, Daddy. You can't do that!" she gasped. "I'm your daughter!"

"That didn't seem to bother you too much when you were getting off on my leg." I brought my cock close to her face and let it graze the side of her cheek. I was completely hard now and I wanted Mary to appreciate that fact. "Stand up." I told her. "Take off your clothes. I want to see what I'm about to enjoy."

Mary looked up at me, her eyes filled with fear. Her mouth hung open.

"NOW!" I barked. It worked. Mary hated to be yelled at. She jumped up quickly and removed her blouse and shorts. She stood there in her bra and panties uncertainly until a curt nod from me made her realize she wasn't finished yet. Those came off as well with zero ceremony. I generally prefer a bit more art when a woman undresses, but beggars can't be choosers. Besides, I could always teach that later.

Mary stood there hesitantly with her hands pressed uncomfortably against her breasts. Her mons was covered with the lightest of pubic hair, a pale blonde colour. I came forward and pulled her hands away from her chest. Small breasts, perky and delightful, capped with nipples of the palest pink. I couldn't resist them and leaned forward to press my lips against one. As I pulled the nipple into my mouth, I heard Mary's quick intake of breath. I rolled my tongue expertly over the tip and smiled as I felt her body stiffen. She wasn't sure exactly how to respond, but her body certainly seemed to know.

I stood up and removed my jeans and t-shirt with as much ceremony as Mary did. None. I ran my hands briskly over my erection before pulling Mary's hand toward it. "Touch it baby."

"Daddy...I can't. I shouldn't."

"Baby, you're going to touch it whether you like it or not, so you might as well do it."

She reached out tentatively before wrapping her soft hand around my member. I was hot and it was hot and I know she could feel the heat emanating from it. She stroked my cock delicately in a half ass attempt to imitate what I had just done to myself seconds earlier. "That's it baby." I sighed. "Now give me your other hand." I reached down and grabbed it before she had a chance to object and placed it on my balls. "Now cup my balls sweetie. Feel that? Feel how heavy they are? That's what you did to me. That's what you are going to have to take care of." I pulled her hands off. Grabbing my cock in my hand I brushed it against her lips. She darted back.

"Now, now babe. We can't have that. You made it; you need to take care of it. Kiss it sweetheart." I smiled my most fatherly smile. Mary looked up at me, nervous and frightened, but leaned forward and brushed her lips lightly against my cock head. It jumped. "Look at that, he likes you." I chuckled. "Now open your mouth sweetie." She shook her head silently, but obliged. I allowed the swollen head of my cock to rest just inside her mouth. "Tongue it, baby. Show me you care about Daddy's pain." I gasped as I felt her soft little tongue brush across my cock. Slowly at first, a bit untried, but then with a little more eagerness. Perhaps this wasn't going to be so difficult. I closed my eyes as I felt her tongue exploring the tip of my cock, moving around and under the head and even darting momentarily up into the hole, perhaps tasting the pre-cum I was surely oozing out by now.

I placed my hand gently on the back of her neck and smiled down at her. "This is all very nice my dear, but not exactly what Daddy needs. Open wide." I chuckled. Grasping her firmly by the neck I pulled her head close to me and pushed my cock into her mouth. I pulled her towards me until I felt her nose brush my pubic hair. I'm not huge. But 7 inches is a respectable size and certainly enough to gag an untrained woman. And gag she did. I shuddered as I felt her throat spasm around my cock and nearly came right at that moment. Mary was struggling and trying to push herself away, but I held her all the closer. I slid in and out slowly once or twice, relishing in the feeling of her wet tongue trying to push me out, before withdrawing. I didn't want to scare her too badly.

"Good job, baby." I was quick to compliment her. I wanted her to know that I was appreciative. She looked up at me, her eyes damp with unshed tears. I brushed her hair back from her forehead. "That what we call cock sucking. Something I'm sure you'll become better acquainted with in due time. But for now..."

I pushed her back on the bed, leaving her legs hanging over the edge. "I do want you to enjoy this too." I placed my hands on her knees and ran them up her inner thighs, separating her legs as I did so. Her beautiful quim met my eyes and it was a great deal damper than I expected. Perhaps she was enjoying this. I traced a small path of kisses up her left thigh up to her outer lips before switching to the right thigh and doing the same. Mary let out a few quick breaths that changed to a small squeak when I rested my lips against her mons. I darted my tongue down quickly to probe her cunt. She was tight, that was no doubt. 

My tongue worked its way in slowly before sliding lazily up to capture her clit. She cried like a mewling kitten and tried to dart away, but I grabbed her ass and pulled her further into my mouth. I traced lazy patterns on her clit and slipped my tongue down to gather more of her nectar before going after her nodule in earnest. I pressed it up against her and began lapping at it with increasing speed. Each time my tongue hit flesh, Mary cried out, twisting above me. I very slowly slipped a finger into her moist depths when Mary sat upright, a look of ecstasy on her face. I probed carefully and found her hymen. Not that I was surprised, but I did want to be sure. I pursed my lips around her clit and suckled it quickly, all while pressing up into her cunt. Her cries came rapidly and her body heaved above me. I withdrew slowly. I didn't want her to come yet. I needed her to stay aroused.

"Daddy...." she whimpered. Her eyes were glazed with sexual intoxication. 

"Not yet, baby." I looked down at her and stroked my raging hard on. Her body was glistening with the sweat and it was absolutely gorgeous. "Not yet, baby..." I whispered as I jacked my aching member. I stared down at her quivering cunt with delight. 

"But Daddy...I need to...get off. I need you to take care of me." She cried. She sat up and tried to draw me down to her. I snapped. It was all about her. Once again. This big discussion about my needs and what I needed and it was all about her. Just like it was all about Christine.

"Lay back, bitch!" Mary stopped and went pale. "I said Lay back!" 

"Daddy?"

"I need to come. You've already gotten your rocks off once today. Now it's Daddy's turn. Lay back, because I'm going to fuck the shit out of you."

Mary's eyes filled with tears. "No Daddy. You can't. It's not right. You can't."

"I can and I will." I growled down at her, pushing her back on the bed and pinning both hands underneath one of my own. "Daddy has had enough of your teasing. Daddy's tired of seeing how spoiled you are and it's time to put a stop to that. It's time for you to take care of Daddy. Now spread those legs!" I slapped her thighs with my free hand before climbing in between them, preventing her from shutting herself off from me.

"Daddy..." she whined. She struggled, trying to free her hands. 

I smacked her tits lightly. Not enough to really hurt, but enough to get her attention. "You hold still you little slut. Daddy is going to do how he pleases and you are going to sit still and let me get off." I glared at her from above, my face inches from hers. She drew in a slow breath and nodded.

I spread her thighs again with my knees and with my free hand took aim with my cock. Carefully I brushed its head across her clit. I wasn't completely mean. I wanted her to enjoy this. Otherwise it was going to be hard to convince her to do it again later. Mary closed her eyes and moaned, pushing her cunt up towards me. Slowly I entered her pussy, feeling her tight walls press against my swollen head. I sighed and slid in a bit more. Mary stared up at me, adjusting to the new invasion of her body.  

Her pussy felt so hot and wet that it was all I could do to control myself. I wanted to push straight through and bury myself balls deep in her sopping cunt, but I couldn't do that. Just because I was getting ready to take my daughter's virginity, it didn't mean I was completely heartless.

I darted in and out of her pussy a few more times, making her fully aware of my cock. I could feel her womanhood stopping me from going any further. I was harder than I had ever been in my life and blood was pounding in my ears. With my dick still buried in the entrance to her pussy, I released her hands and laid my body on top of hers. I gathered her in my arms and pulled her close to me, tracing kisses along her neck. As soon as I felt her relax, I withdrew slightly before quickly shoving my cock back into her pussy, breaking her hymen and burying myself inside her. I held her close to me as she shrieked out in pain. "Shhhhhh. It's alright." I breathed softly in her ear. Her quivering pussy felt amazing on my cock and I just laid on her for a moment, feeling her tits pressed against my chest and her warmth around my cock. 

As soon as Mary started to calm down I began to move in and out slowly. I withdrew a little bit at time before entering her again. I wanted her to get used to the feeling before I began fucking her in earnest. Her cries stopped and she started gasping again. I pushed myself up from her chest and looked into her eyes as I began moving a little faster.

"That's it baby. That's right." Each movement in her exquisite pussy was like heaven. Her warm cunt gripped me like a glove, holding tight as I pulled out, almost as if it didn't want to let go. And then making way as I shoved my cock back in again.

"Ohhhhhhh..." Mary breathed heavily.

"Baby, you feel so good on Daddy's cock. You make me feel so good." I looked down into her wet grey eyes. "Mary baby, you are so beautiful." I closed my eyes and renewed my pistoning in and out of her pussy.

Mary's gasps became low moans as every time I entered her, I pressed myself into her clit. Each time I unsheathed myself, she cried out a little. It wasn't long before she was meeting my thrusts eagerly. "Mary sweetie? Do you like this? Do you like having Daddy fuck you?"

She responded by wrapping her legs around my back and drawing me closer. I reached down and gathered a nipple in my mouth, gently biting the tip with my teeth.

"Oh Daddy!" She yelled. She was so wet, I could feel it pouring out and coating me. The smell of her pussy was thick in the air and it only drove me on all the more. I let go of all hesitancy and leaned back to pound her pussy with the fullness of my ability.

"Baby doll, daddy is going to fuck your pussy. You're gonna learn to love having Daddy fuck you. Daddy is going to make you come all the time baby. You're going to be Daddy's special fuck girl." Each thrust was ecstasy and I was quickly approaching overload.

"Daddy...it feels...it feels..." her moans became cries. She wrapped her hands around my neck, pulling me close and kissing me. Her tongue probed my own and I returned the favour. Suddenly, she broke off gasping..."Daddy, I'm going to...I'm going to...."


Learning Give and Take Ch. 02



This is part two of Learning Give and Take. As a disclaimer, obviously I do not endorse the relationship involved, but I find the writing of such stories to be therapeutic.

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1.

I sighed contently as a gentle warmth enveloped my soft cock. A quick little tongue was lapping at my nether regions slowly and lightly almost as if she didn't want me to awaken just yet. I smiled as I felt Mary draw my entire member into her mouth and began suckling softly at it. Oh this was nice. This was very nice.

Ever since that first evening, we had enjoyed each other completely. In the passing weeks, we had settled comfortably into our new way of relating to each other. I held off on all activities until she'd had a proper check-up (turned out Christine had deemed them unnecessary) and got on some sort of birth control. Mary had her whole life ahead of her and I didn't want to run the risk of stopping before it started.

I'd spent the summer happily discovering her body. The softness of her skin, the curve of her neck and the scent that was distinctly hers, were all mine to memorize. I took pleasure in each delight she had to offer and did my best to offer her my own. Mary was a quick study. Her sexuality suppressed for so long, she was a veritable fountain of horniness. Eager to make up for time she only thought she had lost, she embraced all the secrets of sex that I had to offer. Clearly she was going to make some man very happy. But for now that man was me.

I opened my eyes and looked down at her soft blonde hair, matted from a night's sleep. Her head was methodically bobbing up and down on my dick and the sight gave me that extra little kick that pushed me from semi-erect to "Whoa Baby". I repressed a laugh as I heard her gag slightly and draw back. Once she readjusted, she went back to the task at hand. I felt her tongue caress me as she her mouth slid from the tip down to my base. Mary had learned quickly and had developed a certain expertise at the oral talents. My cock was now firmly wedged in her mouth and I felt it nudge the back of her throat periodically. She pulled back, wrapped her hand around my shaft and gently cupped my balls with the other. She jacked me slowly, watching the skin move up and down and saw my hips thrust almost involuntarily. She leaned back down and I moaned audibly as she sucked me back into her throat.

Mary giggled. "Do you like that Daddy?"

"Oh yes, baby. I like it very much." I shuddered. As her mouth caressed me, I felt myself getting closer and closer to the point of no return. "Baby, I'm going to come pretty quick." Mary moaned, her voice vibrating around my cock. Her hand returned to my cock, squeezing me slightly as she followed with her warm, wet mouth. "Oh, baby. That's it. That's it. Suck your Daddy's cock. Oh God. Oh God." I left off in a grunt as I thrust up, trying to bury as much of my cock in her throat as possible. I groaned feeling the release of my cum as it shot down her throat. Mary slowly bobbed a few more times to get the last drops, swallowing quickly before looking up at me and smiling.

The blur of sleep was still in her eyes and there was a definite imprint of pillow case on her cheek. I laughed, reached down and tussled her hair.

"What's so funny?" Mary asked, slightly hurt.

"Go look in the mirror. You're adorable." Mary slid from the end of the bed and stood in front of the dresser and snickered when she saw her face. 

"I look like I have some sort of skin disease."

"A temporary one at least." I laughed. I watched as she pulled her wayward hair back into a quick bun.  I smiled looking at the delicate curve of neck that was revealed and the quick bounce of her pert breasts as she raised her arms to finished the twist off with a hair tie. As she turned around, I put on my most stern and Daddy-like face. "Now princess, you know you shouldn't be going down on me without giving me to the opportunity to reciprocate. That was very naughty you know." I lost it and started to laugh again.

"Aw, I couldn't help it. I woke up and saw your cock laying there all soft and neglected and I just had to have it in my mouth. And I'm very glad I did." She climbed back in bed, resting her head on my chest. I ran my hand lightly across her shoulder blades and looked down into her green eyes, framed with the lightest of lashes. I was going to miss her when she went off to school. Which reminded me...

"Mary, you've sent off all your stuff for school already, right? All your forms and stuff?

"Yeah. I did it last week. I should be all set. But I still don't understand why I can't just stay here with you? Go to the community college here?"

"Baby, you've been cooped up in this house long enough. I never really agreed with your mom that home schooling was the best choice. Yeah babe, you're wicked smart, but you don't have any friends. I'm the closest thing you've ever had to a boyfriend. And while I love every bit of our time together, I couldn't bear it if I got in the way of your chance to have a real life. To be a real adult."

"Couldn't I get all of that here?"

"Nah, not really. You need some independence. Don't worry, your school is only a couple of hours away. You could even come home some weekends if you wanted. Though not too many because I want you to be able to tell me all about your riotous college life." I chuckled. "Come on, aren't you tired of always being here?"

Mary sighed heavily. "I used to get tired of it. I always felt kind of left out of everything. But Mom always assured me that it was for the best. She told me that the real world was a dangerous place and that I should just stay here until I was better prepared for it. I guess I finally got to the point where I accepted that it would never happen. It's okay being here." She looked away.

"What is it?" I asked, sitting up slightly.

"It's just that I'm kind of scared. What if I don't fit in, what if I bomb my classes. What if I'm just a total spaz?"

"Aw, that won't happen. You're a lot smarter than you think and you'll fit in pretty quick. And, if I do say so myself, you're a knock out. You'll be beating those boys off with a stick."

"Oh Daddy." She blushed.

I sat up quickly. "Enough worrying. It's time to get you excited. This is supposed to be the best time in every teenager's life. Moving out, getting to make their own rules, no curfew...come on!" I said excitedly.

Mary smiled a real grin and sat up in bed cross legged. "Okay, I'll get excited. As long as I'm allowed to call whenever I want."

"Definitely. We'll get you a cell phone for exactly that. Actually, there's a lot of things we need to get you. You know what? Today we'll go out and get everything. Make a day of it. That will get you excited in no time. How about it, are you up for some shopping?"

"Now that," she said as she hopped off the bed, "is definitely an idea I can't get behind."

2.

The shopping trip was had and while I can't say it was the most fun I'd had in a day, it wasn't anywhere near as painful as I would have thought it would have been back before Christine had left. Before I wouldn't even be on this trip, I'd have been delegated to providing the credit card and I'd probably be out play basketball or something with the guys. Now I was here, completely involved in Mary's life and helping make her important decisions. Maybe Christine's leaving wasn't a terrible thing.

I was continually impressed with how mature Mary was when it came to getting the stuff she needed for school. Whether it was school supplies or stuff for her dorm, she knew exactly what would be the most useful without me even interjecting a word. It was such a strange contrast; the little girl afraid to leave the house, with the intelligent woman that had such a level head about her. Two separate people in one body.

I left her looking at bedding and wandered a bit among the other displays. I wanted to get her a gift of some sort. She'd gotten a car for her birthday, but that was something that both Christine and I had helped pick out. I wanted to get her something just from me, as a sort of a welcome to womanhood and the real world.

I found myself among the jewelry counters and realized that was exactly what I needed to get her. At a loss, I stared perplexed at the lit glass. What on earth would she like?

A cute sales girl with heavy dark curls must have seen my blank face because she came scurrying towards me, dollar signs in her eyes. "Do you need some help, sir?

I smiled sheepishly. "My daughter is going away to college and I wanted to get her a sort of going away present."

The girl leaned forward, resting her elbows on the counter which pressed the cleavage peeking from her white blouse into a deep well. "What sort of gift did you have in mind?"

I shrugged, "Something simple but pretty. Maybe a necklace. I really have no idea."

The girl took a key from her wrist and opened the cabinet below us. "Well, we have a couple of necklaces here." She pulled out a delicate gold chain with the words "Daddy's Little Girl" hanging from the end. 

I grimaced. "That's a little too cheesy. I want something she'll be able to wear after she's turned 21. No 40 year old woman wants to wear a necklace that says "Daddy's Little Girl. It's like waving a flag announcing to the world that you need therapy."

The sales girl snickered and put the tray back. "Okay, so no charms with cute sayings." She grinned. The second tray she pulled out seemed more like Mary. "How about something like this?" She held up a silver chain with a small filigree heart hanging from the end. 

"That's more like it, though not exactly it."

When she picked the next one up, I knew it was perfect. A gold necklace with a small circle of diamonds hanging at the center, it was pretty but grown up at the same time. It was something she could wear every day and not look silly.

"That's the one."

"You think she will like this one?" She displayed it carefully for me.

"Oh, definitely." I smiled thinking of how nice it would look nestled in the cleft of Mary's neck.

"Would you like me to wrap it?"

"That'd be great. I can give it to her tonight." I paid and stood idly by while she bent over to get the wrapping from a bottom drawer. She was petite, curvy where Mary was slender but smoking hot at the same time. Her black skirt accentuated all the important curves and her ass was the most prominent of them all. I spent my time fantasizing about what it would like shove my cock in her ass when something occurred to me. I had not yet had Mary's ass. That was something I needed to remedy. That thought alone was enough to make me instantly hard. 

I stroked myself lightly through my pocket before trying to will myself soft. The last thing I needed was to walk through the department store with a tent pole in my pants.

The sales girl turned around, caught me staring at her backside and smiled. "Here you are sir, perfectly wrapped." She winked and gave me a knowing look. I smiled sheepishly before taking the package and secreting it into my jacket pocket. 

"Thank you miss."

"If you have any problems, my name is Jocelyn." She rested her palm lightly on my arm before turning to walk to the other side of the counter where another customer was waiting. I watched her ass wiggle once more before I went in search of my beloved Mary.

I found her loaded up with blankets, sheets and a stack of matching towels. "All set, baby?" I relieved her of some of her purchases. 

"I think that's everything, Daddy. I can't think of anything else I need that I can get here. Everything else I'll need to get at school."

"To home then?"

"Yeah, that'd be great. I'm a little tired."

I wrapped an arm around her and kissed her lightly. A light, teasing kiss that only Mary would understand the significance of. She sighed and momentarily leaned into me before I stepped away, hoisted her purchases up in my arms and led the way out of the store.

Back in the car, I watched as she leaned her head back against the seat. "You are tired, baby. I think I should cook dinner tonight."

Mary sat up and laughed. "Daddy, you can't cook."

"I most certainly can. What do you think I did before I met your mom? Starved?"

"Well, according to mom, you practically did. As she told me: "Man cannot live by Ramen alone, but he'll certainly try." Both Mary and I laughed. 

"That does sound like something your mother would say." Both of us quieted for a moment. I was still angry at her for leaving, but a bigger part of me was now more sad than angry. I realized I missed her. 

Mary must have seen the look on my face because she rested her hand on my leg and said, "It's okay, Dad. I miss her too."

"I can't help it. I'm fucking livid that she left me and left you as well. But I miss her. You can't share your life with someone for 20 years and not miss them when they are gone. She was a good friend." (And a good lay, I thought to myself.)

We sat in silence a few moments more before Mary looked at me seriously. "Do you think she'd approve of our new...um...relationship?"

I snorted. "Your mother? Not a chance in hell."

"Oh." She looked away.

"Don't worry baby. Not everything your mother approved was good for you anyway. Besides, she's not here, so her opinion doesn't exactly matter. She's not allowed to have an opinion as to what you are doing with your life when she leaves and hasn't called or attempted to contact you in the past 6 months."

Mary looked back at me. "You're right, she hasn't even called, has she?" Mary was hurt. Wrong thing to say.

"Aw, sweetie, you know you meant the world to her. Maybe she's just in a bad place right now? I'm sure she'll call once she's found herself."

Mary nodded and I thought it best to leave it there. We drove in silence for about 10 minutes before Mary smiled at me. "Sooooo....can you actually cook?"

"Okay, so I can't actually cook in the traditional sense. It's more what you would refer to as scavenging."

Mary burst out laughing. "Scavenging, huh? Do you think I should risk it?"

"Of course! Don't you trust your old man?"

"I'd trust you with my brakes. I'd trust you with my bank account. I'm just not sure I'd trust you with my stomach." She snickered.

"Awwww." I pouted.

"Okay, okay. I'll let you cook for me."

"Good. So, when we get into the house, I'll cook and I want you to go upstairs and take a bath."

"You just don't want me to see that you are going to order take out and then hide the containers, don't you?"

"Bah, you watch too much television. I tell you, I am going to impress you with my culinary talents." I raised my fist in the air.

"Alright Daddy. I put my stomach in your hands."

"That's not the only thing I want in my hands." I winked and snickered at the same time. I slid my hand up her thigh.

"Oh Daddy, that's so corny." She shivered a bit as I ran my fingers up the sensitive skin of her inner thigh.

"I'm an old man, you're stuck with corny." I whispered. With my eyes on the road, I let my fingers explore the crevice where mons met thigh, feeling the gentle softness of the damp hair that resided there. For the last few miles I concentrated on teasing her and grinned to myself as she tried to maneuver my fingers to her inner folds.

As we pulled into the garage I removed my fingers and turned off the ignition. Mary looked at me with dejected eyes as I climbed out of the car. "Well, come on. Let's get this stuff inside." Mary pulled herself together, got out of the car and followed me to the back. I popped the trunk and watched as she reached inside to gather some of her purchases. Bent at the waist, she was irresistible. I stepped behind her and thrust my hardness into her covered bottom. Each push sent her deeper into the trunk and I heard her grunt as it pressed into her middle. I pulled her back towards me, but found it unnecessary as she was thrusting back up at me. 

"Oh baby, the things Daddy is going to do to you tonight." Mary moaned heavily before straightening and turning to face me. She pressed her lips against mine, plunging her tongue into my mouth and grabbed my ass, pulling my firmness into her. 

"Daddy, fuck me right now. Please."

I almost gave in. She was so delicious when she begged. But I held off though. I had better plans.

"No Angel. Not till later." I unwound myself from her arms, grabbed the last of her bags and pointed to the door. Mary's lower lip pouted slightly as she walked in the door. "Now enough of that pouting." I smiled and spanked her left buttock firmly. "You'll get a good plowing when I'm good and ready. Until then I want you in the bath."

Mary tossed her purchases on the couch and made to walk up the stairs.

"Oh and Mary?"

"Yes, Daddy?"

"No touching yourself." I snickered.

"Daddy, I wouldn't think of it." She smiled at me as she went upstairs.



Learning Give and Take Ch. 03



Continued from Part Two

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With Mary upstairs, I panicked a bit and started rummaging through the cabinets and refrigerator. I talked a good game in the car, but the fact of the matter was that I couldn't cook. I could barely manage a frozen pizza. Christine had been right when she told Mary she'd saved me from certain starvation. I was a deplorable bachelor.

But here I'd promised Mary dinner. I promised her a dinner that I had cooked, with all of my idiotic bravado. I don't know why I felt the need to impress her, but I did. Besides, with her leaving for school in a few weeks, I didn't want her to think I was going to be completely helpless while she was gone. Good lord, I was a 40 year old man, I should be able to feed myself.

I pulled out one of Christine's many cook books. Christine was a wonderful cook. Actually, too wonderful as the recipes in her books looked more like complicated chemistry experiments than the instructions on how to make food suitable for human consumption. I reached for a small metal box nestled in between the books. Inside were note cards of some of the dishes Christine cooked the most often, copied in her careful script. Flipping through, I found a recipe for spaghetti sauce. Perhaps I could manage that paired with instant pasta?

I hunted through the kitchen trying to locate all of the ingredients. Some things we didn't have, but we had most of it. I would just have to substitute the rest of it. I began to hum to myself as I chopped and sliced. With the sauce bubbling, I figured I could make a salad to go with it. Christine had a card with a salad dressing on it, but I felt that would be a bit over reaching at the moment. "Bottled dressing will have to suffice", I said to no one in particular.

I went into the dining room and set the table, complete with the candles I knew Christine left in the china cabinet drawer. A bottle of red wine and two glasses completed the look. In the kitchen, I filled the serving bowls and brought each to the table. A quick glance assured me that everything looked presentable. Better than presentable. It looked like I actually had a clue what I was doing.

"Is dinner ready, Daddy?" I turned to see Mary walk into the dining room. Her blond hair was still a bit damp, but it curled softly around her face. She smelled like...I don't know...she smelled good. A purple sun dress clung to her gentle curves and fell lightly just above her knees. She was beautiful. She looked like...Christine. 

I was startled at the similarity and nearly stepped backwards with the realization. I'd never realized just how much they looked alike before.

"Are you alright?" Mary looked at me quizzically.

"I'm fine sweetie. It just hit me how much you look like your mom."

"Oh," she said softly. "Is that a bad thing?"

"Oh no, definitely not. Your mother was a beautiful woman. I imagine she still looks like a beautiful woman. Where ever the hell she is." Oops, a bit of bitterness snuck in there. "Here, my lady. Allow me to escort you to your seat." I pulled the chair out for Mary and smiled my most charming smile.

"Oh Daddy, you're just silly." She grinned at me as she sat and watched as I walked back into the kitchen. "Did you forget something?"

"Yeah, I got something for you." I went back to the kitchen table where I had laid my jacket and grabbed the wrapped package. Hiding it behind my back, I entered the dining room, a huge smile on my face. "I got you a gift while you were shopping. I wanted you to have something nice to wear now that you're an adult. Something that would let you know I was thinking about you." I put the present on the plate.

Mary squealed as she unwrapped it. As she opened the box, she gasped. "Ohhhh, Daddy." She pulled the necklace out. "It's beautiful."

"Is it okay? I probably should have let you pick out your own jewelry, but then it wouldn't have been a surprise."

"Oh, it's perfect. I love it." 

"Let me put it on you." I took the delicate piece of jewelry from her and fastened it around her neck while she held her hair out of the way. At that moment, I couldn't resist the delicate lines of her neck and reached down to trace the lightest of kisses on its most tender areas. Mary shuddered and closed her eyes. I watched the pendant rise and fall with Mary's quickening breath.

"So, let's eat dinner." I interrupted her private thoughts and started to dish us up. The food looked good. It smelled like tomato sauce, which was a good sign.

"Wow, Daddy, you really did cook. I guess Mom was wrong." Mary grinned and took a forkful of pasta and put it in her mouth. And chewed...very slowly.

"How is it?"

"It's...good." She smiled at me but it looked like she wanted to laugh. Uh-oh. I grabbed my fork and tried some of my endeavor.

"Oh wow, that's REALLY not good!" It wasn't so bad that I had to spit it back out, but I definitely didn't want to put anymore in my mouth.

"It's not that bad, Daddy." Mary said sympathetically. Bravely, she put more in her mouth. "Well, maybe it is." She started laughing. I couldn't help it, I laughed too. 

"I wonder where I went wrong?" I said between chuckles.

"I have no idea, but it tastes like you left out the basil and the sugar and maybe something else."

"Well, we were out of both."

Mary laughed again. "Daddy, you can't make spaghetti sauce without those things."

I grinned. "Well, now I know."

"I should hope so," Mary giggled. "Ha, Mom is lucky she missed out on this. She always wanted you to do something romantic like cook for her or something. I don't think this is what she had in mind." She snorted.

"Wait, what?" I stopped laughing.

"Mom always complained that you never really did anything for her. She said that one of the things she wished you would do was cook her breakfast in bed or something, like you used to when you first got together."

"Cooked her breakfast? Haha that was toast and coffee!" But I remembered doing it, which was more the point. I remembered the early days when I couldn't do enough for her. Then work happened. And life happened. She just kind of faded into the background and part of my routine. Hmmphf.

Mary sensed my reverie and said brightly, "Well, we do have salad and by all appearances it looks like a wonderful salad. Let's enjoy that instead."

I smiled at my beautiful girl as she plated our salads and I poured the wine. We enjoyed our meal in comfortable silence. I resolutely pushed my thoughts from Christine and turned to watching Mary. She looked lovely, bathed in the soft light of the candles, and I realized that dinner couldn't be over soon enough.

I stood slowly and made to get more wine, but instead stood behind Mary and nuzzled her ear. I trailed my lips down her neck until hey reached her chin. At that moment, Mary turned back towards me. Her lips found mine and we kissed slowly, tasting each other, the mix of Italian spices and wine on each other's breath. I pulled Mary up to me. I felt her breasts crush themselves into my chest and I ran my hands up her back to her neck and pulled her closer to me. I pressed my hardness into her thigh and attacked her mouth with my own. I wanted to consume her, to make her mine as if I knew she wouldn't be mine much longer. Mary responded in kind, her tongue probing the depths of my mouth, trying to taste as much of me as possible. 

I untangled myself from her arms and moved the dishes out of the way. Grabbing her by the waist, I set her on the edge of the table and returned to kissing her. Mary wrapped her legs around my middle and tried to draw me into herself. My hands found a firm grip in her ass and I pounded my clothed crotch into her panty-d one. 

I seized the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head. Her breasts bounced free and her nipples hardened with the exposure. My lips found one and drew it quickly into my mouth. Mary cried out and crushed my head to her chest, crying in little gasps. With tongue still lapping at her breast and one hand behind her back, I pressed Mary down on the table. She lay there while I slowly slid her panties down her knees and threw them behind me. She watched in fascination as I unbuttoned my shirt, removed my pants and slowly slid my boxers to the floor. Mary reached for me and pulled me closer. I pressed myself on top of her, loving the feeling of her soft, naked breasts on my bare chest. Mary thrust herself up at me, trying to impale herself on my cock. I couldn't let that happen yet.

Our tongues danced a moment longer before I dropped down lapping at the delicate well in between her breasts. My lips found themselves following a path from her breasts to her navel and then down further to the line of soft, trimmed hair, paler than sunlight. 

I sat back in my chair. "Spread yourself." I told her. Mary looked up at me quickly before seeing my stern look. "I want you to spread yourself for me, so I can get a get a good look at it." Mary nodded very slightly before bracing her legs on the table and spreading her thighs, exposing her pink folds to me. She glistened with her dewy wetness and the smell of her arousal came wafting from her pussy. Its heady scent was enough to draw me into it and I found myself quickly devouring her folds. My tongue buried itself deep inside her warm fuck hole. Each pass of my tongue brought out more of her delicious nectar and I was worshipping at its fount. Above me, I heard Mary moan.

"Oh, Daddy. That feels so nice." I looked up to see her hands had found a resting place on her breasts and she was teasing her nipples with her fingers. I growled and reached up and pulled her hands away from her breasts. 

"No Angel. You aren't to touch yourself. That's my job." Mary whimpered slightly before resting her head back on the table. I grabbed her thighs and spread her legs farther apart. I needed to see more of her. I smiled as her small rosebud winked up at me from below. That was what I was going to conquer tonight.

Carefully, I extended my tongue and tickled it lightly, curious to see Mary's response. I smiled when I heard her gasp in pleasure above me. This would go well. I returned to the task at hand and swabbed her wrinkled opening with my tongue before tracing a pattern back up to capture her throbbing clit in my lips. I pulled it into my mouth and massaged the sensitive node with the flat of my tongue while gently stroking her inner thighs with my finger tips. 

I brought my mouth back to her pink wetness and ran my tongue up and down her slit, tracing from her asshole up to her clit and back down again. Her damp folds tasted like heaven as lapped at her delicious wetness. Spreading her with my fingers, I returned to her little nodule of pleasure and manipulated it carefully with my tongue. Above me, Mary's quick breaths told me that she was close. I imagine she would be after all the teasing today. I suckled at her clit a few quick moments longer and then moved lower to explore her depths. As I plunged in and out of her warm cunny Mary tried to presser herself against my nose. I smiled to myself and then moved lower. With my moistened tongue, I tasted her little rosebud. Swabbing it gently, I felt new wetness splash my face. 

Above me, Mary began to moan in earnest. Taking her cue, I probed my tongue into her asshole, pushing in as far as I could.

"OH!" Mary cried out and half rose into a sitting position. "Daddy," she gasped. "What are you doing?"

"Just a little something. Lie back and see if you like it." Mary complied and I returned to the gentle tongue fuck of her ass. Each thrust brought new cries from Mary who seemed to be in her own world. Placing her legs over my shoulders, I buried my face in her ass, trying to reach every crevice. Mary's voice traveled to my ears. The sound of her throaty gasps made me want to push her over the edge. I reluctantly backed off from her now wet ass and brought my lips back up to her clit. I slid my fingers deep into her slit and began pressing up inside. I sucked her clit into my mouth and held it there while I quickly ran my tongue over the fleshy node. Mary cried out in ecstasy as she rode my face. Her thighs wrapped around my head which was all the encouragement I needed to renew my sucking. 

"I'm gonna cum, Daddy. Oh god..." she gasped above me. Suddenly, she was there. I felt her walls quiver against my fingers as she sprayed my face with her wetness. "Ohhhhhhh." Mary groaned out her release. 

I didn't want her to come down yet and continued to play with her clit. Lightly enough not to hurt, but with enough firmness to keep her aroused. She giggled a bit. "Daddy, that tickles." She looked down at me with those beautiful green eyes. I kept my mouth glued to her quivering mons and rubbed my tongue against her still exposed clit. Quickly, she stopped giggling and started gasping again. 

I looked up from her lap. "Does it still tickle, baby?" I gave a half smile.

"No, no." She cried.

"Let's see if this tickles as well?" I pushed back the chair and stood up. My cock had been rock hard for the better part of 20 minutes and needed no encouragement when I pointed it at the direction of her leaking cunt. Eagerly, I slid my manhood into her depths, feeling her moist walls close in around me.

"Oh yessss.." Mary shuddered beneath me. A wrapped my hands around her hips and plunged in and out of her throbbing warmth. "Oh angel, your pussy feels so good." I groaned. Madly, I pounded her little cunny before I remembered that this wasn't where I had intended to finish. I had more planned. With super human effort, I withdrew from her cunt. Mary looked up at me in confusion. "What's wrong, Daddy?"

"Nothing sweetie. I just don't want to finish here. I've got more I want to do to you."

"Like what?" She smiled up at me.

"Follow me to the bedroom and I'll show you."

I laughed and raced up the stairs, my cock bouncing with each step. Mary was fast on my heels and I grabbed her and pulled her close. My lips found hers and I parted them roughly with my tongue while I ran my hands over her breasts and explored her mouth. I allowed my other hand to stroll down her back and part her pert ass cheeks. With my finger, I probed her still wet asshole, inserting just into the first knuckle. Mary went lax against me and I found myself holding her up.

"Do you like that Mary?" I chuckled.

She hesitated. "I like it." She pulled back and gave me a worried look. "Is it okay?"

"Oh yes, it's very okay. It means you are going to thoroughly enjoy the ass fucking I'm about to give you."

"Ass fucking?" Mary's eyes went wide.

"Yes, ass fucking. You're going to love it." I pushed her over to the bed. "Get on your hands and knees and wait."

I rummaged through the night stand drawer and grabbed the lube that Christine had sworn by. I looked back at my girl, her ass pointed at me, her legs slightly parted and her leaking cunny looking back at me. I climbed into bed behind her, allowing my cock to brush her thighs while I parted her ass with my hands.

Her little rosebud winked up at me and I couldn't resist. Once again, I inserted my tongue, darting it in and out like the world's smallest cock. Mary immediately began to cry out, riding my tongue for all she was worth. I withdrew and poured the slippery lube on my hand. I inserted one finger, slowly at first, before sinking it as deeply as I could go.

"Ahh." Mary exhaled heavily. "It feels so...different."

"Bad different?" I asked.

"No," she answered. "Just different."

"How does this feel." I pulled out one finger and replaced it with two.

"Oh!" She cried out. "Go slow."

"Oh I will. But not too slow you know. Daddy still needs to cum, baby." I massaged the lube deep into her ass, trying to get her as lubricated as possible. With my other hand I gently flicked her clit to keep her on edge. Once I was sure she was as slippery as she could possibly get, I added the lubricant to my aching cock. I jacked myself slowly, coating my hardness and wanting to extend the moment a bit longer.

"Enough waiting," I thought to myself. I positioned myself between her waiting thighs. Grabbing my meat, I aimed myself at the glistening eye in front of me. Ever so slowly, I pushed my engorged head at her tight entrance. Nothing moved. I pushed a bit harder and felt the slightest give.

"Mary baby, this is going to hurt, but like before it will really be worth it."

"Okay Daddy." Her words belied her fear. Her voice gave away that she was scared.

I pushed against her again and my head slowly entered her forbidden depths. As my cock pierced her delicate rosebud, I heard Mary cry. "Oh god! Daddy, it hurts."

"Shhh..." I soothed. "I'll go slow, I promise." I had pushed my head past her anal ring and I was happy to sit there for a moment while she adjusted. Once again, I reached around and strummed her clit. Mary's seemed to be calming down a bit, so I pushed the smallest of inches forward.

"Oh, oh, oh!" Mary gasped again. I thrust in and out slowly just within the space I'd already conquered. As I continued I realized that I was going a bit deeper with each thrust. Mary was pushing back against me. That was all the encouragement I needed. Withdrawing one more time, I entered her fully, bottoming out her in her ass, only stopping once my balls lay against her plump cheeks.

"Oh my god." Mary let out an almost primal groan. "I feel so full." She moved herself back and forth slightly, feeling my thick cock so deep in her ass.

"Oh baby, this is so what Daddy needed." I seized the white globes of her ass and began the perfect ass fuck. Her anal cavity felt completely different than her sweet cunt, and the tightness was quickly pushing me towards the edge.

"God Daddy, I've never felt anything like this before!" Mary was meeting each of my thrusts with as much eagerness as I delivered them. Her ass pressed against me tightly as I plunged into her hot depths, the friction driving me to greater pleasure.

I fucked Mary with gusto as she whimpered below me. I gasped out, "Mary, I want to feel you cum with my cock in your ass. I need to feel it." I pulled out quickly and lay back on the bed. "Come here baby, slide my cock in your ass."

Mary looked back at me confused for a moment. When the realization of what I wanted hit her, she was eager to comply. Quickly she scrambled up my body and parted her firm cheeks. I held my cock upright as she slid her tightness back down. "Oh yes..." I groaned.

Once my cock was firmly embedded between her cheeks, she began to ride me with renewed vigor. Her little cunny was rubbing back and forth across my stomach, her pussy leaking its wetness everywhere. The intimate contact with her clit and my raging hard on up her ass had an effect on Mary. Her eyes closed and head thrown back, she began to utter a stream of nonsense. Groans and throaty gasps punctuated by the occasional "fuck" and "oh my god" poured from her mouth. In response I grabbed her hips and rammed my cock deeper inside her.

"Oh yes!" She squeaked. "Oh Daddy, fuck my ass. Oh god, I'm going to come, daddy your cock is going to make me come!" Each thrust I made was met with more cries of pleasure and it was all I could do to hold on until she had come first. I was close to the point of no return when she peaked.

"OH FUCK!" She yelled. Her juices poured out over me and I felt her ass spasm around my throbbing cock. Her tight anal muscles massaging my hardness were too much.

"Oh baby, Daddy's coming too. Daddy's coming in your ass!" I speared her ass and as I came, I stretched forward and felt myself empty into her bowels. Several spurts later I was completely drained. All energy gone, I fell back against the bed, pulling Mary down on me.

As I recovered, I rubbed my hands up and down Mary's back, filling my senses with the touch and smell of her skin. It wasn't until a few moments later I realized that Mary had fallen asleep, her face nestled in my neck and my softening cock still firmly buried in her ass.



Learning Give and Take Ch. 04



I stumbled into the kitchen and flicked on the light. It was still dark outside, but I could see the first pinkish streaks of sunlight on the horizon. I turned the coffee on. I knew there was no way I could make it through the day on force of will alone. Caffeine would be needed at this hour of the morning. Mentally, I went over the to-do list for the day. 

Today was the day I took Mary to school. A part of me was excited that she was going to get this chance to try life out on her own. But a larger part of me was rather sad. I was sending my daughter away. She was officially a grown woman now and I couldn't help but feel like I was sending her out among the wolves. Mary was delicate and loving. The very things I thought made her so unique and wonderful were the things that might possibly destroy her in the real world.

My thoughts returned to Christine. My wife was heavily responsible for Mary's quiet acceptance of life around her. Her over-protectiveness had kept Mary ignorant of the aggressive nature of the rest of the world. In one part I appreciated Christine's parenting. True kindness like Mary's was rare in today's world. But I had seen first hand the terror Mary had when faced with the realization that she was going to have to leave home. At 19, she should have been beyond that. I was angry at Christine for not preparing her for that reality better. 

But to be completely honest, I was angrier at myself for not taking a bigger part in Mary's upbringing. I should have interjected my opinion more. Christine probably would have appreciated it. I should have acted like I cared about more than work and my hobbies. I'm sure that was one of the many reasons why Christine left me. But if she honestly thought I was so uninvolved with my daughter, why in the hell did she leave Mary behind with me?

The coffee maker beeped to let me know it had finished brewing its heavenly nectar. I made a cup for both Mary and myself, adding lots of cream and sugar to Mary's. She said she didn't understand how anyone could drink coffee black. "Liquid mud" was what she called what I drank.

I walked into the mostly dark bedroom, carrying both cups. I set them on the dresser and checked to see if Mary was awake. There was enough morning light coming in from the windows to see Mary's slim legs tangled in the white comforter. She was asleep on her stomach; her arms pillowed underneath her head. My eyes traveled down her smooth back, her skin golden in the growing light as I watched the gentle rise and fall of her breath. Lightly I brushed my fingers down the gentle sweep of her hips and palmed the flesh of her pert little ass. 

I slipped carefully into bed beside her and danced the lightest of kisses on her left ass cheek. She still smelled faintly of the sex as we'd had the night before. Remembering brought my cock quickly to attention. Sex with Mary was new and exciting every time we fucked. Even if it was nothing more than a tired spoon fuck before we slept, it felt new. Something about her and her pussy drew me in, in ways no other woman had. I don't know whether it was the fact that it was my daughter or if it was the unbridled lust she came at me with. But whatever it was, it was enough to make me hard and ready whenever she wanted me to be.

I reached my fingers down and felt the small cleft between her thighs. She was damp, her pale curls still wet from last night's activities. I slid my finger between her folds, seeking out the seat of her pleasure. Gently, I massaged her clit, bending down to kiss the white globes of her ass. Mary stirred beneath me.

"Daddy?" she asked groggily.

"Yes, Angel?" I removed my hands and crawled up beside her in bed, my face close to hers. I brushed the hair back from her green eyes and smiled at her.

"Is it time to get up already?"

"Nearly so, baby."

"Oh." Such a small word, but I could see everything she wasn't saying in her eyes.

"Still scared?" I asked.

Mary sighed heavily. "Yeah. But now instead of being afraid to go, now I'm afraid that I'm going to go and just fail."

"Fail? Your classes?"

Mary rolled over in frustration. "Oh, just everything. I'm afraid I'm going to fail my classes. I'm afraid that I'm going to fail at making friends. I'm afraid that I won't be able to handle being away from you and that I'll fail at being an adult."

"Angel, I don't think you really have anything to worry about. You really are a lot stronger than you think. You'll do fine."

Mary nodded at me, but I could tell she was thinking about something else. I was quiet, allowing her to decide if she wanted to voice what she was thinking.

"I kind of wish Mom was here. You know, to see me off and stuff..." Her voice trailed away.

"You do?" I asked.

"Mm-hmm." She looked over at me. "Are you mad?"

I was a little mad. Christine had left Mary behind without even a good-bye. Nor had she contacted her at all in the months since she'd been gone. However I'd hurt Christine with my neglect, Mary didn't deserve that. But if Mary harbored no ill will, I really couldn't be angry for her. That was just unfair.

"No baby. Your mom has been such a big part of your life. She was there for you more than I ever was. I'm sure it feels wrong that she's not with you for this big event."

"That's exactly it, Daddy. Going away to college is so important and it's something she really wanted for me that it feels like I'm betraying her by not waiting for her to come back." She sniffled a little. She was crying.

"Oh honey, you've got to know that your mother wouldn't want you to wait on this. Yes, she should be here, but I know that she'd want you to go. She wouldn't want you to put this on hold while she's off doing whatever. In fact, I think she'd be more disappointed in you if you didn't go."

"Daddy, do you think so?" Mary rolled over to look into my eyes.

I was able to answer honestly this time. "I do."

Mary gave me that sweet smile before once again adopting a thoughtful gaze. Now what?

"That's not the only reason I'm sad."

"No?"

"Daddy, I'm really going to miss you. I'm going to miss us." She rested her hand on my chest and began running her fingers through my chest hair. Her voice went soft. "I love you, Daddy."

I shuddered from both her touch and her words. "Baby, I love you to. I love you beyond all reason. I'm going to miss us too." I wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close to me. "But there will be other guys at school. There will be other guys in your life. Somebody younger than your old Dad." I chuckled, but the reality of that statement saddened me.

Mary giggled. "You're not THAT old." She gave me a sly wink. "For an old guy." 

I laughed. "Well, this old guy is managing to keep you with you young folks." I growled and rolled on top of her. Grabbing her wrists, I lowered my face to hers and kissed her passionately. Mary responded immediately, returning my kisses with equal ardor. Her lips pressed against mine, her tongue touching my own and the tip of my erect cock just barely grazing her body, leaving drops of wetness on her belly. 

I pulled myself away from her eager mouth, released her wrists and looked down at the lovely girl below me. No, not girl. Woman. "Oh Mary, I don't think you have any idea just how much I am going to miss you." I said huskily. She nodded and pulled my face back down to hers. I brought my body down to her, pressing myself into her soft flesh, nestling my hard on between her thighs.

I kissed her slowly, my hand cupping her face as I savored the taste of her body. My love making was slow and careful. It would be some time before I would be able to be with her in this manner again. I wanted it to last. I ran my lips down the path of her jaw line and nuzzled my face in her neck, breathing the scent of her.  I brought my hand up to cup the firm flesh of her perfect breast and ran my thumb over the turgid tip of her pink nipple. I drew her earlobe into my mouth and suckled in time to my fondling. 

I felt Mary's hands grope down my back and grab my hips, pulling me into her body. "Daddy..." she moaned. I pressed my cock deeper into her thighs but avoided her warm entrance. Moving down, I pulled her nipple into my mouth and sucked unhurriedly. It's hardness in my mouth was almost as fulfilling as being inside her soft, wet pussy, but in different ways. With my cheek resting against her breast, her nipple in my mouth and her hands wrapped around me, I felt that this was right. 

I pulled away and Mary whimpered. Smiling, I brought my lips down to her neglected breast, pulled that inside and nipped it with my teeth. Mary gasped and pushed herself up into my mouth. She grabbed my head and pulled it into her breast, crying out each time my teeth grazed her sensitive nub. My hands left her hips and moved down to cup her soft mons. I slid my finger into her slick wetness, plunging it into her depths before moving up to rub her clit. With the lightest of touches, I stroked her clit, eliciting mewling gasps from her throat. I pulled back and looked at her wet nipples, pointing at me, almost asking for more. Mary stared up at me, her eyes dark with lust and something more. I dropped down to her navel and plunged my fingers into her well again. Kissing a path down her belly, through her soft curls until I captured her erect clit in my mouth, I watched her face as she gazed down at me. 

Mary shuddered beneath me as I massaged her clit with my tongue. Each fold, each crevice was mine to taste. I rolled her fluids in my mouth, this sweet nectar that was my daughter's. I inserted my tongue deep into her little cunny, trying to gather as much wetness as I could.  

"Ohhh...yes." Mary said in a hushed whisper. Her hands found my head again and guided me back to her sweet node, pulling my face back to suck on her button. I pressed my mouth against her and with the flat of my tongue, I rubbed the slick bump vigorously. Mary's hips moved up and down with my efforts and I knew she wasn't far off from orgasming. But not yet. I wanted to do it together. Grabbing onto her squirming hips, I teased her hot little box with my lips, darting my tongue into her crevices and spending the briefest of moments on her protruding clit. Mary's grunts of frustration tinged with pleasure were chorusing from above and I smiled into her wetness. Once again I slid my finger into her depths, while I kissed her seat of pleasure, feeling her ride my face to almost ecstasy. I pulled back and heard Mary groan in agony.

I left off her pretty pussy and returned to kissing her pink lips. Mary tasted her juices on my mouth, lapping away at the proof of her own pleasure. Her hands found their way to my cock and began to jack me slowly. Her warm hands wrapped around my hard cock were amazing. She reached down to cup my heavy balls as she moved her hand swiftly up and down my member. I was straining into her hand as she fisted me, trying to keep control. Up and down she moved, palming me from the head of my thick cock down to its base, drawing groans from the depths of my being. "Oh god, Mary. Rub daddy's cock. Yes. Yes." I growled into her chest thrusting my hips into her soft little paw. "Daddy loves when you touch his cock." I was losing control. I needed to be inside her.

I pulled back. Mary frowned for a moment before she saw my intentions. She spread her smooth thighs for me and I lowered myself between them. Grasping my hard on, I entered her as slowly as I could manage, drawing the moment out. I felt her wet walls grasp my cock and pull me in, drawing me into her depths as my balls rested against her.

"Yessss..." Mary hissed and wrapped her legs around my waist. I lay atop her body, kissing her passionately, slowly plunging in and out of her depths. Every time I withdrew, I knew I was closer to the time I would withdraw for the last time. My thrusts became slower as I took the time to feel her flex against my cock. 

"Oh baby, do you know just how good your pussy feels." I sighed into her ear, pumping in and out. "Daddy's going to miss this pussy. Your sweet little cunt." I pushed myself into her as far as I could go; her cunt pressed up against me. Her pussy was gripping my cock, milking it's hardness as she thrust up to meet my cock.

"Oh god, Daddy. Oh god." Mary was grinding her pussy into my cock, riding a wave to her orgasm. Her soft folds began their squeezing and I knew she was close.

"That's it baby." I whispered. "Come for daddy. Come on daddy's big cock. Show daddy how much you're going to miss it." I plunged faster, the friction driving me to a fevered pitch of fucking.

"Oh fuck me, daddy. Please fuck me!" Mary squealed as I began pounding her, the cum building in my balls. I could feel my orgasm at the base of my cock. It was only moments away.

"Oh god, Mary. Daddy loves fucking his little girl. You're going to make me cum, my sweet little fuck slut. Oh god, oh god..."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Mary squealed as her walls closed in around me and I felt a fresh wetness coat my throbbing cock. She was coming.

"That's it baby. That's it...god, here I come." I thrust hard and pressed myself into her womb, shooting my load deep inside her belly. Each spurt made Mary cry out as I struggled to bury myself deeper inside her with each shot of cum. 

Mary panted into my ear, running her fingers up and down my spine and ass. Every other moment she would shudder with the left over bits of a powerful orgasm, her little pussy spasming on my spent cock.  I kissed her neck and whispered, "You are a Grade A fuck, baby."

Mary giggled. "So are you saying that all I need to do is use my newly acquired skills and I'll get an A?"

I sat up and looked down at her. "Like hell!" I made my face stern. "Boys your own age are fine. But no fucking the professors. It's just a bad idea." I smiled. "Very bad."

"Relax, Daddy. I was kidding."

"I know, I was just warning you." For some reason, I wasn't bothered by the idea that Mary would have other men, other men that would probably mean more to her. But thinking about her with another older man roused some strange sort of jealousy in me.

Mary looked over at the clock on the bedside table. "Oh my god, is it 8 already? Orientation is at noon and I wanted to be unpacked in my dorm before then. It's a 2 and a half hour drive there. I've got to get in the shower!" With that, she was gone, a harried look on her face. 

I looked down at the indentation in the bed where she had been just seconds ago. With a heavy sigh, I stood up and headed to the master bath to take a shower. Looks like it's back to sleeping alone.

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Hours later, we were still on the road. We'd been driving for a bit, talking about her upcoming classes and how soon it would be okay for her to come back for a visit. Maybe I was pushing her out of the nest a bit too early, but I really wanted her to give independence a go. I turned on some of my music and she groaned. She turned on some of her music and I groaned. We ribbed each other good naturedly with our hands coming to rest comfortably on each other's thighs.

As we got closer I saw that Mary could scarcely contain her excitement. In the past few months, I had managed to convince her that this was going to be a marvelous experience and I could see just how anxious she was for it to start.

"We're almost there" I told her as I turned off the interstate. "We could always turn around. Try again next year?" I grinned at her.

"Not a chance. I'm ready." She glared at me. I nodded and turned my eyes back to the road. From the corner of my eye, I saw her eyes shine as the University came into view and she bounced in her seat slightly.

We drove around to the back and parked in front of her dorm. We'd already been here twice to get a feel for the area. She'd left her car at home for the first month or so. I was going to get it a tune up in her absence and she'd drive it back when I picked her up to visit. I offered to let her come up on her own, but she said she needed back up on her first day.

We climbed out of the truck and Mary looked up at the stone walled building.

"Well" she said, seeming to gather her strength. "This is it."

I put my arm around her in a fatherly way. "Yes, Angel. It is. Let's get you unpacked."

We walked around to the back of the truck and grabbed a few boxes and bags. A quick check of the roster showed that Mary was on the second floor. The dorm was a cacophony of noise, with students and parents swarming the main floor, each jumbling the other with boxes and packages. And the occasional teenager carrying several boxes of pizza.

Mary gave me a nervous smile as we entered the elevator. We were greeted by a lovely couple "sucking face" as it were in the elevator. They separated quickly and smiled at us politely before exiting. 

When we reached Mary's room we found that it her roommate was already there, stacking books on the dorm issued bookshelves that looked about as old as the University itself. She was of average height, with shorter brown hair, spiked in random directions and a few random colours thrown in for good measure. She was slender, with laughing round brown eyes framed by thick lashes. Heavy make-up and a few facial piercings gave her a wordly look.

"Um...hi." Mary squeaked nervously. The girl looked up and grinned. "You must be Mary?" Mary nodded. "I'm Casey. I'm your roommate. Well, for this semester anyway. After that you'll probably decide that I'm annoying or I talk too much in my sleep or something and you'll beg for a transfer." She giggled. 

Mary beamed back at the girl. Whatever her dress, as I looked over her black t-shirt and chain laden pants, her bubbly personality was something Mary could appreciate. "It's good to meet you. Um...I'd shake your hand but, um..." Mary juggled her boxes.

"Ha, be careful or you'll drop it all." Casey snorted. "Here, let me help." Casey grabbed the top boxes and put them on the floor next to Mary's bed. "And you must be..." Casey turned to me.

"Oh, sorry. This is my dad."

I stuck out my hand. "Well, I'll shake your hand, even if Mary won't." I grinned. "I'm Tim Heyermann. I'm Mary's dad. Or at least that's what I let her tell people. She doesn't want people to know that I'm really just this guy she picked up on the road to help her carry stuff."

Casey laughed. "You have to be her dad. No guy would pretend to be anybody's dad in the middle of the girl's dormitory."

"True. It does lower the prospects, doesn't it?"

"Daddy!" Mary blushed.

"Sorry, baby." I patted her on the back.

"Well, sorry to chat and run, but I've got to walk down to the main hall and pick up some packages that were delivered to the office instead of here. I don't want to leave my laptop there too long or it might get stolen."

Casey rummaged through her purse and pulled out a key. "Here's your key. Go ahead and lock up if you end up going out or something." Mary took the key and stuck it in her own purse. Casey slung her purse over her shoulder. "Have fun, you crazy kids. I'll be back in a bit." She shut the door behind her.

I turned and looked at Mary. "Well, she is certainly energetic."

Mary grinned. "She is. But I think I like her."

"Heh, me too." I put down my boxes and watched as Mary began to unpack the bedding we bought. "I'm going to go down and get the last few boxes of stuff."

"Oh, I forgot about that. Do you want my help?" she asked.

"Nah, I can manage." I left her room and weaved my way through the college masses out to the truck, ogling the young, nearly exposed bodies that crossed my path. Having a daughter in college was certainly easy on the eyes. I grabbed the last two bags from the back and headed back up to the room. The elevator was full so I took the stairs, partly regretting that decision when I reached Mary's landing somewhat out of breath. I was getting out of shape. All the play with Mary had kept me from my regular work outs with the guys. I smiled and walked to Mary's room.




Learning Give and Take Ch. 04



I stood in the doorway and watched as Mary bent over the mattress to make her bed, leaning forward to smooth the sheets. Her little pink panties were peeking out from underneath her short jeans skirt, and my eyes traveled up the creamy path of her white thighs to her scantily covered crotch. Quietly I set down the bags and shut the door behind me.

Creeping up behind her, I pulled her to me and rubbed my rapidly hardening cock into her ass.

"Wha-!" Mary jumped a mile until she saw it was me. "Daddy, you can't do that here. Someone might come in."

I bent her over the bed and whispered in her ear. "Shhhhh...", I breathed. "No one will come in if you don't make any noise." I yanked her skirt up, causing her to gasp and roughly pulled her panties to the side and began rubbing her clit rapidly.

"Nooo." Mary groaned, torn between pulling away and wanting to give in. "Casey will be back." She gasped as my fingers moved faster.

"We have enough time if we're quick. The main hall is a 10 minute walk from here." Still positioned behind Mary's bent body, I unzipped my pants and pulled my cock free into the open air.

"Daddy, we can't...we just can't..."

"Shhhh...sweetheart. Don't think about that. Just think about how good it will feel to have my cock in your pussy." Mary moaned quietly, so aware at the people walking back and forth outside her door. But for all her protests, I felt her excitement when I slid my fingers into her snatch. She was dripping.

Deftly, I shoved her panties aside a bit more and slid my shaft into her hot little hole. "Oh God!" Mary squealed.

"Shhhhh." I whispered again as I rode her tight pussy. "They'll hear you." I could hear the sounds of people talking, laughing and arguing outside the door and I knew Mary was even more aware of it than I was.

Mary shuddered against me, gasping quietly as I plowed her pussy. Faster, I fucked her, plunging my cock in and out, feeling her grasp me as I pulled out, her cunt practically begging for my cock. "Oh sweetie, what if they knew?" I spoke softly into her ear. "What if someone walked in and knew what a little fuck slut you were?" Mary shuddered and began meeting my thrusts. "What if they knew just how much you loved fucking your Daddy's cock. What if someone saw what a whore you are right now, bent over and letting your Daddy fuck you?" I whispered as I pulled her hips back into my hard rod. Her juices were positively pouring down my cock and I reached around to strum her clit.

"Are you going to come for me baby? Are you going to come for your Daddy right here where anyone could walk in?" 

"Oh Daddy, oh daddy...please." Mary pushed her ass back at me. 

"Please? Please what. You want me to stop? Or...do you want me to make you come?" I whispered.

"Ohhhh." Mary groaned into hand. "Oh...daddy. Make me come. Please make me come." She whispered huskily.

I chuckled and shoved myself deeper inside. "You've got to tell Daddy you like it. Tell me that you're Daddy's little slut." 

"Oh, Daddy. Oh god...." She tried without success to get me to rub her clit harder.

"Tell me baby. Tell me what I want to hear."

"Oh Daddy! I like it when you fuck me. I love your cock. I love being your little slut. Oh god Daddy!" She squealed dangerously as I began pounding her in earnest and massaging her clit with renewed vigor. "Oh...shit, Daddy. Oh god. I'm coming."

She cried softly beneath me. I grabbed her by the hips and reamed her pretty pussy. My cock was on fire as I felt her cunt massage my cock, my cum boiling in my balls, traveling up the shaft buried in that wet hole, before finally exploding deep inside her pussy. "Oh yes, baby. Daddy's coming. Daddy is filling up your pussy with his cum."

I slid myself in and out slowly for a few moments more as Mary rode out her orgasm. I pulled out and stuffed my damp cock back in my pants. Mary stood up shakily. 

"Damn girl. You're such a slut. Fucking in your dorm room when your roommate could be back in any minute." I gave her a sly wink. "What WOULD she think?"

Mary smiled at me as she fixed her clothes. "Well, at least I'll be able to look presentable. I don't know what you're going to do about the wet spot on your pants." I looked down to where she was pointing.

Mary's juices had coated the fly of my pants giving the impression that I'd had some sort of accident.

"Damn. Now what?" I quickly un tucked my shirt which seemed to cover it somewhat.

Mary snickered. "See? See what happens when you're a dirty old man?"

"Bah, it was worth it. Wasn't it?

"Maybe." She gave me a slow smile.

We quickly returned to unpacking, trying to pretend everything was normal just as Casey walked back in the door carrying a cardboard box.

"So, did you guys behave yourselves in my absence?" Casey asked with a grin as she dug out a pocket knife to open the box.

"Never." I declared.

"Well, that's good to know." I watched Mary for a moment while Casey unearthed her laptop from a field of packaging peanuts. "Mary, are you going to orientation?"

"Oh my god! I forgot! What time is it?"

"Relax." Casey smiled. "It's in 5 minutes. I figured we could walk down together. I mean, I'm not a new student, but I figured you could use the moral support."

"I could..." Mary paused and looked at me. 

"I guess it's time to say good-bye." I gave Mary a sad smile. "Walk me out to the truck?"

"Sure, sure."  She turned to Casey. "I'll be right back."

"Good to meet you, Casey." I nodded in her direction.

"You too, Mr. Heyermann."

Back at the truck, Mary reached inside for a moment and grabbed her sunglasses. Back on the curb she hugged me close and kissed my cheek. I wanted to kiss her lips, part them with my tongue and taste her mouth one last time, but I knew it wasn't to be. I held her close to me as a father holds a daughter, trying to transfer all my bravery for new situations and experiences into her.

"I'll miss you, Daddy."

"I'll miss you too sweet heart. But I'll see you in a few weeks."

"I know." Mary sniffed a bit, her eyes glazed with tears.

"You'll be okay. Promise me you'll have fun?"

She nodded. "I will."

"Oh, and study lots. That's important too. But not as much as fun." I gave her a stern look.

She laughed. "I'll study too."

"That's my girl." I pulled her close to me again and kissed her forehead. Mary stepped away and watched while I climbed into the truck. As I pulled away, I watched her in my review mirror. My baby girl was all grown up. I was leaving her behind.

And not for the first time today, I wished that Christine could have been here to send her off with me. As I got back on the interstate, I noticed something pink resting underneath the road map. Pulling it out, I saw her panties. I don't know how she managed to get them off without me seeing, but she left them there for me.

I held them up to my nose and smiled. I could not wait until it was time to get her for a weekend visit.



Learning Give and Take



"Going to what, baby?" I smiled as I slowed down my fucking.

"Oh Daddy, don't stop! I need to get off."

"Do you want to come, sweetheart?" I started pounding her again.

"Yes, Daddy, yes! Oh God...Daddy!" I watched as my hard cock brought Mary to the peak of orgasm and pushed her over the edge. "Oh Daddy, it feels so good. Oh! Oh! Oh!" She arched herself up to me and the blush of orgasm spread over her skin. That was all I could take.

"Oh baby...you're going to make Daddy come too." I could feel the pressure building up in my balls and I rammed in and out of her delicate pussy. The cum was literally boiling in my balls and it would only be seconds. "Here I come, baby!" I growled, withdrew one last time before pushing all the way in, bumping her cervix with the head of my cock, spraying her walls with my cum. Each spurt left me shuddering and I came until my balls hurt. Once I stopped coming, I lay there for a moment, with my head buried in Mary's shoulder, feeling myself soften. I sat up and looked down at her.

Mary smiled up at me. "Do you feel better Daddy?"

I grinned and tussled her hair. "You bet I do, sweetheart." I bent over and kissed her gently on the lips. "Are you okay?"

"Yes. That felt so much better than using your leg to get off."

I chuckled. "I'll bet it did. So, is this something you'd like to continue? I promise I'll make you come as often as I can. Believe it or not, I've always enjoyed watching you get off. I've just enjoyed it too much."

"Oh, I could do this all the time. But only if you promise to get me off." She grinned wickedly at me before pulling me down to kiss her again. She whispered in my ear. "And I promise to make you come too."