15 comments/ 60281 views/ 63 favorites Marlee Pegs Her Dad - A CFNM Story By: BuckyDuckman I think the title says it all, but if you don't understand CFNM, it stands for Clothed Female, Naked Male. I hope you enjoy the story! ***** Finding the front door locked surprised Marlee. It didn't make sense. Though Mom was at work, Dad's car sat in the driveway. Marlee didn't have her key. Instead of knocking or ringing the bell, she walked around the house and found the side door locked, too. That felt as unusual as being sent home early on a Saturday, but what choice did they have after a water main break had left the restaurant without water? Instead of knocking, Marlee walked around the house. She had one more door she could check. The big, sliding glass doors on the back of the house leading into their family room where Dad had set-up his new TV. The massive 70 inch TV was Dad's pride and joy. He had spent most of a weekend hanging it on the wall, running cables, rearranging furniture, and setting up a stereo that turned the family room into a theater. It felt good having a Saturday off for a change and she smiled as she walked towards the patio in front of the sliding glass doors. The family room was washed in the glow from the big TV. She pulled open the door, stepped inside, and froze at what she saw. Dad sat on the sturdy coffee table in front of the couch. It took Marlee a second to digest what she saw on the big TV screen and it held her in place because it confused her. Was that girl fucking a guy? She blinked hard and quickly figured it out. The pretty blonde wore a big strap-on dildo around her waist and, yes, she was fucking her co-star. The man laid on his back with his knees pulled to his chest. The camera angle showed the woman, her swaying breasts, and her thrusting sex toy. The man's long, hard prick stretched up his stomach as the toy slipped in and out of his ass. For whatever its worth, they both looked very happy. Marlee's attention quickly turned to Dad. Dad bounced up and down on the coffee table, as if demonstrating a horseback ride or how it felt to ride along a bumping road. It took half a second longer for Marlee to realize Dad was riding a dildo! "Oh-my-God!" she squealed as all the pieces clicked into place. "What the fuck?" Dad asked, standing, turning, moving off the big toy that had been up his ass and dropping to the floor to hide his hard-on all in one big, freaked out move. His look of surprise and object panic was the funniest damn thing Marlee had ever seen. She had never witnessed her dad so startled and she felt a big grin stretching on her face. "What are you doing?" Marlee started laughing. She couldn't help herself. Between the look on her Dad's face and ridiculousness of catching him jerking off, she melting into a helpless case of giggling. "Interesting movie choice," Marlee finally managed, still grinning as she spied the remote control on the couch, too far away for Dad to grab. On screen, the man getting fucked had reached his limit. He came in thick, ropey strands that shot across his stomach, Marlee began laughing again. Geoffrey looked forward to days when both his wife and daughter worked most of all. Those were his days to hang-out alone and blow off some steam. He had waited twenty minutes after Marlee had left before getting started incase she forgot something and came back home. Eighteen year olds were still teenagers. Naked and hard, he moved through his house setting things up. The first thing he always did was start the porn on the big TV downstairs. He loved seeing hot, naked bodies fucking and sucking in 70 glorious inches of high definition. Next, he locked the front and side doors, just in case someone came home. It had never happened, but if it did, they would have to knock or ring the bell and that would give him a chance to set things right. He never thought about locking the sliding glass doors leading to the patio. Why should he? No one ever used that door as an entry. Playing with his ass was Geoffrey's deep, dark secret. He had stumbled across the thrill of anal pleasure as a young man and had never found a woman interested in playing back there. He once made the suggestion to his wife, Debbie. She had asked if he was gay and he never brought it up again. Geoffrey wasn't gay, he just enjoyed the feel of assplay. He had kept his secret to himself, never mentioning it again while maintaining his solo play. He had his favorite toy, a nice sized dildo that felt so good in his ass. He liked the big balls molded into the latex toy's base. Its shape made it possible for him to stand it up on a table or chair. On a smooth surface, like the strong, stout coffee table, the bottom of the dildo worked like a suction cup, clinging to the surface while he bounced up and down on it. Geoffrey had been close before Marlee interrupted him. He had waited three days for Saturday to arrive. During those three days, he had played with himself, brought himself close to an orgasm and then withheld it. He had been saving himself for Saturday and Sunday. He never heard the well-oiled sliding glass door opening. He had been lost in the video playing on the big TV. Oh, that tight blonde looked so hot wearing that dildo. Like Geoffrey, the man in the video had been eager to get fucked. His co-star had teased him about fucking him, rubbing the toy against his shaved cock and balls, teasing him with her fake fuck stick before giving it to him. Geoffrey had waited until the couple onscreen began fucking before he lowered himself on his toy. In his mind, Geoffrey knew she was fucking him. That shocked and surprised voice had startled Geoffrey. Oh-my-God! Marlee had squealed. Panicked, Geoffrey had turned and hit the floor in front of the coffee table all in one move. He saw his pretty daughter standing behind the couch wearing a surprised look that quickly changed into a huge smile. He had barked at her and it didn't make a difference. She was laughing, laughing at him, and Geoffrey felt lost. What could he do? His clothes were upstairs. His big toy stood waiting for his ass on the table, glistening with lube, and his daughter was laughing at him. It took him a moment to regain his bearings. Marlee moved to the couch and sat down as she kept an eye on Dad. The shocked look on his eyes slowly dissolved into an amused gaze. He looked trapped and Marlee thought that was funny, too. She watched him trying to regain his composure. "Okay, Marlee, you caught your Dad jerking off. Big deal, you know?" "I'd say," she agreed, smiling so hard it hurt her face. "Could I please have some privacy?" "So you can finish?" "No, so I can get dressed and then we can talk about it if you'd like." He pulled the hefty toy off the coffee table and it made a soft popping sound as he broke its suction. "Did you queue up a bunch of videos or is this a compilation?" Marlee asked, noticing the scene on the TV had switched right into the meat of another man offering his ass to another woman wearing a strap-on. "Turn that off," Dad requested, belatedly adding, "Please?" "It's okay, Dad. I've seen porn before," she said. "And this is really good stuff!" Geoffrey felt light headed as his world spun out of control. What was wrong with his daughter? Why was she sitting on the couch and torturing him like this? Why wouldn't she leave? He glanced around the room for an escape path and didn't see one. At least he had pulled the toy down. Geez, she had to catch him with his toy! He felt embarrassed, ashamed, and confused by her smile and how she sat on the edge of the couch. "Marlee, please," he repeated, begging her for an ounce of decorum. "I've already seen everything," she said, still smiling and enjoying the role reversal. "Go ahead and finish." "Very funny," Geoffrey said. That wasn't going to happen. He tried remembering where the buttons were on his big TV. Somewhere, he knew there would be a button to turn off the big screen, but he had always used the remote control and wasn't sure where to find that button. He wouldn't risk turning his back on his daughter while fishing for a button. Watching the man onscreen getting fucked up the ass delighted Marlee in ways she never expected. The actor apparently enjoyed it. His cock was hard. She knew porn stars were paid to be hard on camera, but she also knew guys couldn't fake hard-ons. If the actor was hard, didn't that mean he was excited, too? And, if he was excited, didn't that mean he enjoyed it? Marlee thought it was hot seeing that big man on his knees while the petite woman fucked his ass with her strap-on. "Is that Mom's toy?" "No," Dad said and Marlee quickly did the math. "She doesn't know you like that, does she?" Geoffrey swallowed hard. How much did he want to tell his daughter? "She, um, it's not something she. . ." "Knows about?" "It's not something she wants to do with me," he said, deciding that was the best approach. "Ah," Marlee said, looking as if she understood on a deeper level than Geoffrey expected. "So this is our little secret then, right?" Geoffrey quicking nodded. When Marlee asked, "Are you gay?" Geoffrey was struck with how much she favored her Mom. "No," he quickly answered. "You just like it up the ass," she added, making a statement rather than asking a question as if she intuitively understood. He nodded. He didn't have a better answer. "Well, I think it's hot." "Excuse me?" he asked, stunned. "I'm serious. I like fingering my boyfriend's butt." Geoffrey felt his eyes bulging in surprise. "Um, TMI?" he suggested, using the shorthand version for Too Much Information. Marlee tilted her head and gave him a puzzled look before bursting out in another barrage of laughter. "Really?!" she joyfully shrieked. "Please tell me you didn't just say that!" It wasn't the shorthand that amused Marlee, it was how Dad dared to suggest her fingering the ass of a boyfriend could possibly be too much information. Especially considering their current situation. The silliness of his comment wasn't lost on Geoffrey, though he didn't laugh, smile or even smirk. Instead, he gave her a resigned shrug as an apology. "Oh wow!" Marlee said as something happened on the TV screen that distracted her. Geoffrey resisted the natural reaction of looking. "Damn, Dad, you missed it. That guy came sooo much!" "I've seen it before," he said, hoping to dismiss it. "Really? So this is something you do on a regular basis?" Marlee asked, quickly picking up on what that meant. She nearly felt bad when her Dad winced. "Yeah, you really walked into that one." "You're enjoying this too much." "Am I?" she asked, considering his statement for a moment before dismissing it. "I don't know. I'm not the one naked and hard. You are still hard, aren't you?" "None of your business," Geoffrey said, instinctively covering his hard-on. He hadn't thought about it until she mentioned it, but he was still hard, really hard. Three days of anticipating his private time had left him needy and he felt as if his only escape would be finishing what he started. That feeling sent another shiver of panic through him. What if that was true? What if he was stuck with a massive hard-on until he finished getting off? How would he hide it from his daughter? As if torturing him, his hard-on throbbed with unsatisfied need. "You should finish what you started," Marlee giggled, firmly believing she meant it as a joke until the words escaped her mouth. Suddenly, the words didn't feel so outrageous. "I'm fine," Dad lied. She knew he was lying, even if she couldn't see his hard cock. She had caught how he had covered up when she asked if he was still hard. She could read his need in his eyes. Dad wore that same needy look her boyfriend would get in his eyes. "I've already seen it," Marlee offered. "Because you snuck up on me," Geoffrey reminded her, setting the record straight. "Snuck up on you? No, I found the doors locked and came in the only way I could," Marlee shot back. "How did I know I would find you in the family room jerking off?" She stared him down and repeated, "The family room, Dad, you know? It's not as if I snuck into your bedroom or something." "I am not doing it in front of you," Geoffrey insisted, exercising as much parental authority as he could manage. "And you should probably go to your room right now." It didn't work. Marlee laughed again. "Oh no, that's not going to happen," she said, settling back on the sofa and crossing her arms across her chest. "In fact, I was kidding before, but now?" She shrugged. "Now I want to see it." Dad stared at her without budging. "I can wait all day," she said without a smirk, even though she was using a line he used to use on her. Finally, she went for his jugular. "I can certainly wait until Mom comes home." Geoffrey felt his heart sink at the mention of his wife. "I thought this was our secret." "It can be," Marlee said and Geoffrey knew he was in trouble. "You're blackmailing me," he said. "No, I'm offering to let you finish," Marlee said, uncomfortable with the word blackmail. "I'm not asking for money or special favors or anything like that." "Except you want to watch me." "I've already seen it," she reminded him. "You weren't supposed to." "Doesn't that really matter?" she asked. "Come on, do it. I want to see." Dad didn't budge. "Would you like me to help you?" "Wha-?" he stammered. "How?" "I could work the toy for you." Geoffrey felt his cock reacting to her suggestion. His swollen, needful member strained and throbbed at the idea. "No," he said as flatly as he could, except his answer didn't matter to his daughter. He watched Marlee stand. He hid. She walked around the side of the coffee table and he did what he could to keep his back to her, trying to hide his nakedness and his toy from her. He felt foolish. "Stop it!" he cried out, feeling even more foolish. What the hell was he doing? How the hell could he get out of this? Should he just run for the door? He would, except she stood between him and the stairs and there was no way he was going to run outside naked. Huddled, with his back to his daughter, Geoffrey felt something snap inside of him. Running was out of the question. Trying to hide and shield his body from her felt foolish. When she started giggling as if this was a game, he gave up. "Fine," he said. "You want to see your Daddy naked and hard? How's this?" He stood, turned, and faced her. He didn't cover up. Instead, he held his hands at his sides, holding the slippery dildo in his left hand as he faced her. His hard cock was shiny from his stroking. Geoffrey preferred using lots of lube when he was jerking off. And, like the men in the videos, he kept his pubic hair shaved. That was something his wife enjoyed, too. She liked when he shaved his cock and balls. He knew she assumed he did it for her. In reality, he did it to be more like the guys in the videos he liked to watched. Those men always kept their cock, balls and assholes shaved cleaned. He did the same thing. "Oh Daddy," Marlee squealed with glee as she admired her father's long, hard cock. She had caught a good glimpse of it when she had caught him jerking off, but this was different. Instead of a glimpse, she could really see it. He was hard, really hard. Hard like her boyfriend got when he was really hot. Even better? He was shaved down there. She had seen that in videos, but never in real life. Her boyfriend refused to shave for her. He had said he would be embarrassed in the showers at the gym. Seeing the shaved parts of a man thrilled her. "Happy?" he asked, his voice filled with scorn. "Happier," she amended, using a joke line they often shared as a family. Her eyes drifted to the toy Dad held. It looked big and hefty and she wondered how he kept it hidden from Mom. Without warning, she made a play for it, grabbing the molded balls and snatching it from his hand. "Hey!" Geoffrey cried out, caught off guard. He tried to keep hold of the toy but it was too slippery with lube. Marlee pulled it right out of his hand and stepped backwards. "So big," she giggled, immediately pressing the flat, half-balls of the base against her crotch. "Okay, bend over, Daddy!" "Stop it!" he said, trying to grab it away from her. Instead, his hand slipped off of it. "Oh, you're making me hard," Marlee giggled, dancing a bit farther away from him and shaking the toy at him. "Did you want to do that again?" "Ha, ha," he said, still hoping to shame her into giving up. "Okay, so now you've seen me naked and you've seen my toy. Can I go?" "No way," Marlee said, having entirely too much fun. Dad's cock looked good. Maybe she should be grossed out about seeing her Dad naked and hard, but she wasn't. Instead, it felt fun, like a game or something. Besides, she liked how silky smooth his cock and balls looked. She felt giddy with power. It wasn't often she got the best of Dad. "Bend over and I'll fuck you," she giggled. "Fuck you," Geoffrey said, immediately regretting talking that harshly to his daughter. "No, fuck YOU," she corrected, still laughing. Worse, his cock throbbed as he looked at her holding the toy against her crotch and shaking it at him. How many times had he imagined a woman doing this for him? Sure, he had wished it was his wife, but his libido didn't care. Marlee's playful glee and giggles played directly into Geoffrey's deepest fantasy and he couldn't stop his body from reacting to the play. "You know that was up my ass," he tried, hoping to gross her out. "Bend over and I'll stick it back up your ass," she said, clearly not intimidated. "Is that what you want?" he said, still trying to shame her out of her play. "You want to fuck your Dad up the ass?" He was tempted to turn around and offer his ass to her. He glared at her. She kept smiling and gave him an eager nod. Geoffrey felt full of anger and dismay when he turned around. He put his hands on his knees and poked his ass at her. "Fine. Go for it!" He was kidding, of course. He didn't mean it. He was calling her bluff and nothing more. Except Marlee didn't catch any of that. She saw his puckered manhole glistening at her, ready and lubed from his earlier play. She was already holding the toy in a ready position. Seeing him bending over meant only one thing to her, he wanted it. She stepped forward, pressed the tip of the fake cock against his puckered entranced and pushed. Geoffrey's ass welcomed the intrusion, gobbling up the toy as his daughter offered it to him. She had the toy inside his asshole before he even realized what the hell was going on. He started to pull away until Marlee's hand cupped his shoulder and pulled him backwards. It wasn't a firm grasp or a strong pull. Geoffrey knew he could break her hold, just as he knew he didn't. Instead, he followed the direction of her pull and pressed backwards against her while whimpering, "Don't." "Too late," Marlee squealed with joy and buried the toy deep inside his ass. "Take it, bitch. Take it like a man!" Geoffrey felt his head spin as conflicting emotions swirled. His body welcomed sensation of the toy filling his backside. Years of fucking his ass had conditioned his body to want his ass filled. The big toy felt natural inside of him. It thrilled him. Meanwhile, he knew it was his daughter doing it. He knew he should stop it, he should break her hold and run from the room. He was her father! He was her dad! It was up to him to stop this, wasn't it? "Oh yeah," she purred, sliding most of the way out before pushing back inside of his ass. "Take it, Daddy. Take all of it." "Please," he begged, no longer sure if he was begging her to stop or for her to keep going. "Can you cum like this?" she asked, fucking him faster. "Are you going to get off on my dick or do you need a reach around?" Marlee Pegs Her Dad - A CFNM Story "No!" he panicked, afraid of having her touching his cock. He quickly swallowed his panic. "Just. . . just do what you're doing." He held his cock, as much to stop her from touching it as anything else. "I'll do this part.' "Then do it," she said, bouncing off his ass with another gleeful giggle. "Jerk it, Daddy. Jerk off for me and your toy." "This is so wrong," he said, regretting his inability to stop himself. "That's what makes it so fun," she sang, still giggling. She playfully slapped his ass. "You're just a butt-bitch, aren't you?" He bit his tongue, refusing to answer her humiliation. "Say it, Daddy. Tell me what you are," she demanded, buried deep inside of him and rubbing her jeans against his naked backside. "I'm a butt-bitch," he groaned as his excitement grew. "Tell me how much you love it up the ass," Marlee demanded, drunk with the thrill of what she was doing. "I love it," her Daddy said. "Say it all the way. Say you love it up the ass." "Up the ass," he groaned. "I love it up the ass." "Are you close?" "Yes," he said, sounding ashamed. "Good. Do it. Cum for me, Daddy." "No," he said, knowing he couldn't stop himself. He was too far gone. "Do it, Daddy," Marlee insisted. "Do it and your ass is mine." "No," he repeated, unsure what she meant by that last part. "Do it or I tell Mommy about your hobby!" She accentuated her words with deep, long strokes that tickled him deep inside his body and thrilled him in ways he had never experienced. "Do it, butt-boy! Cum and tell me you love me!" She smacked his ass again and it was too much for Geoffrey. "I LOVE YOU!" he bellowed and came, shooting his hot, steamy load across the carpeting in front and beneath him. He came in thick, long ropes of semen that drained his balls as his ass clenched around the toy up his ass, squeezing and throbbing around the intrusion with absolute pleasure and joy. He came harder than he could ever remember cumming before. "Okay, so that's the hottest thing that's ever happened in my life," Marlee said, pulling out of his ass. She dropped the toy on the table with a thud before reaching between his legs and startling him by grabbing his spent balls. She pulled his balls backwards and stuck her thumb inside his quivering asshole. "Both of these are mine, now," she said, squeezing him. "And you don't get to jerk-off unless I say it's okay. Do you understand?" She squeezed him again and sent a delicious mixture of pain and pleasure through his body. "Yes," Geoffrey gasped, too spent to argue. Marlee released him and a moment later, he heard her tiny footsteps on the stairs. Falling to his knees, he looked at the stain he had made on the carpet and wondered what had just happened. Marlee ran up two flights of stairs, the first from the basement and the second flight up to her room. Her body felt on fire. She had never felt her pussy ache as deeply as it did at that moment. Throwing herself on her bed, she barely managed to undo her jeans before shoving her hand inside her panties. Her pussy was sopping wet with need. She pressed two fingers against her clit and firmly rubbing her little nub for all it was worth. She dug her heels into her mattress and pressed her pelvis up to the ceiling as her orgasm rocked her world. She didn't care if she had just fucked her Dad up the ass. That didn't matter. In her fevered mind, she had fucked a man, a real man, and loved every second of it. Gasping from the intensity of her orgasm, she pulled off her clothes. Realizing she had left her bedroom door open, she quickly shut and locked it. She didn't want to make love to her Dad. And she didn't want him to catch her masturbating, either. But she needed to do it again. She rubbed her pussy, fingering her hole and brought herself off again and again. She wasn't satisfied until there was a large wet stain on her sheets from her orgasms. Sweaty and satiated, she took a shower before stripping her bed and carrying her sheets back down two flights of stairs to the laundry room. Geoffrey hadn't looked for his daughter. Instead, he cleaned up his mess. He used a sponge on the cumstained carpet. He needed spray cleaner to cut through the lubricant coating the coffee table where he had been sitting while fucking himself. Carrying his toy, he snuck through the house as he worked his way upstairs to his bedroom, clothes and his shower. He was glad he didn't see his daughter. Clean and dressed, he went back to the family room. Could he ever sit in front of that big TV again without thinking about what had just happened? He turned on a sports channel and tried shutting out what had just happened. Marlee came downstairs with two plates and lunch. She put a sandwich and chips in front of her Dad and smiled at him. "So, that happened," she said, sitting on the sofa with him. "Can we forget it ever did?" Geoffrey asked, biting into his sandwich. He didn't realize how hungry he was until he saw the food. "Oh no," Marlee giggled. "Didn't you hear me at the end? I meant that." "I'm not going to ask my daughter for permission to, you know, do that." "Gosh, it would be horrible if Mom ever peeked inside your underwear drawer and found that toy," Marlee said with a big grin. She had heard Dad coming up the stairs. And, after her shower, she had heard him going back downstairs. Knowing the coast was clear, she had snooped, found his toy and took it to her room. Holding the toy had thrilled her and had started a new lust inside of her. She hid his toy in her room. "I'll just hide it somewhere else," he said. "If you can find it," she said, dropping the bomb he wasn't expecting. She was surprised he hadn't picked up on it when she named where he had hidden it. "I know, I shouldn't snoop, but really, your underwear drawer?" "Marlee, what we did was wrong. We can't do that again, not ever." "Sure we can. In fact, whenever I want," she said, munching on a chip. Marlee never got naked. She never gave her Dad a reach around. It was her way of drawing a line between having fun and going too far. She never asked for special treatment from him. She didn't ask for money or gifts or wanted him to treat her differently than before. Nor did she hint to Mom about their private little game. She kept it as their little secret and nothing more, though their secret felt far from little.She never mentioned how hot she got or what she did when they were done. Dad didn't need to know his daughter was masturbating to half a dozen orgasms every time they were finished. At first, Geoffrey had cursed the day his daughter had caught him having fun in his special, secret way. He had felt embarrassed and ashamed, both at being caught by her and allowing her to do what she did. But he couldn't shake the thrill he had felt that special Saturday. He often worried about the end game. How could their play ever end in a good way? He doubled down on his efforts to be a good husband, an easy task because he so loved Marlee's mother. He didn't want to cheat on her. "You're not cheating," Marlee had told him after another round of fucking him up the ass. "Unless jerking off is cheating." "This is more than jerking off," he had said, though he wasn't sure. Marlee had never gotten naked. She had never touched his cock, well, not directly. She had teased his cock with her toy, but never with her hands. In a way, that had made it hotter for him and it showed with the videos he preferred. He liked it best when the woman never got naked. Worse was his inability to say "No" when Marlee wanted to play. She had ordered a real strap-on from online. When she wanted to play, she would put it on over her clothes. Sometimes she wore her jeans. Or maybe she wore shorts. Once, she had surprised him by coming into the family room wearing a sundress and a big smile. She had done her hair and wore make-up. He had been taken aback by how much she looked like a full grown woman instead of an eighteen year old barely out of high school. "Feel like playing?" Marlee asked Dad, smiling because of the surprise she had for him. "If you want to," Geoffrey said, careful to never push himself on his daughter. "Why don't you put something interesting on TV?" she suggested, handing the remote. He worked the features of the smart TV, cueing up a ready-made list of videos he had saved. Sometimes he wondered if she had caught how the videos had changed as they had played. "Aren't you going to get naked?" "Haven't you forgot something?" he asked, rubbing the growing bulge inside his jeans. He couldn't help it. Seeing the first of his video queue was enough to start his engine. "I don't think so," Marlee said with a big smile. She lifted the skirt of her sundress and showed off her surprise. Beneath her dress, she was wearing her strap-on with its head tucked into a garter belt. She released the toy, allowing it to bounce into a ready state and giggled as Daddy's eyes went wide with excited joy. "Show me that shaved butthole." Geoffrey couldn't scramble out of his clothes fast enough. When Marlee wore her toy, she was in charge. Geoffrey stared at her toy as he stroked his long, hard cock, eager for her to make the call. "On your back," Marlee said, nodding at the stout coffee table and Geoffrey knew what she wanted. He quickly moved into place, pulling his knees up to his chest and exposing his puckered butthole to her. She handed him the lubricant and watched him coating himself. His cock throbbed with need as his fingers poked his butt. "That's it, butt-boy," she smiled, rubbing the toy she wore. "Finger that manhole for me. Get it nice and slick." She slapped his dick around with her toy. It was as close as she ever came to touching his hard cock. Geoffrey held his knees as she shoved her toy deep inside his excited, needful ass. He moaned as her toy slid into place. Damn, that felt so good! His eager cock throbbed its pleasure. He did what he could to ignore his needful cock for as long as he could until he couldn't stand it anymore. "Do it, butt-boy," Marlee teased him. "Play with your cock for me. Show me how much you like your ass fucked." Geoffrey did as he was told, tugging and pulling on his excited cock in front of his daughter. He loved how she watched him do it, never quite sure which part of things she enjoyed more, watching him jerking off or watching her toy slipping and sliding in and out of his ass. It didn't matter. He came, spraying his stomach and chest as she laughed and squealed with joy. Afterwards, she would head upstairs and he wouldn't see her for at least half an hour. He never thought about why. He could guess why, but he never thought about it. That felt too weird. It was mid-August when Geoffrey felt the weight of his daughter's pending college career on his mind. He always knew he would miss her, but now he felt as if he had more of a reason to miss her. Maybe it was for the best? They couldn't keep playing their game forever. Marlee was growing up and starting her own life. She would find her own playmate. Hopefully, she would find a man who would share her kink. Geoffrey was sure she enjoyed their game too much for her to give it up completely. Marlee had packed up her belongings for college, leaving open a single suitcase for last minute things. Tomorrow, they would make the four hour drive to the college of her choosing. Geoffrey woke in a funk that morning that he couldn't shake. His wife left for work and he sulked at the breakfast table until Marlee came downstairs wearing her toy. "Aren't you going to pack that?" he asked, smiling for the first time that day. "Later," she said, looking as happy as could be. Why shouldn't she? She was about to start a new adventure in her life. "Sort of early for us to play, isn't it?" he asked, tugging at the growing hard-on inside his pants. "But not too early to see you naked," she said. "I want to see you hard before I see you . . ." She rubbed the fake cock she wore as if she was jerking off. Geoffrey couldn't resist her temptation. At her insistence, he stripped naked in the kitchen and played along with her. "I really like seeing you naked, Daddy," she said, smiling as she watched his cock twitch. "I guess I like being naked around you, too," he said, unable to deny the obvious. "What about Mom? Do you like being naked around her, too?" Marlee asked. It had been a while since Marlee had made a reference to her Mom during their game. It made Geoffrey uncomfortable, reminding him how close this was to cheating on her. He pushed aside those awkward feelings and gave his daughter an honest answer, "Yes. We used to spend all day naked before, well, before you." "Do you miss doing that?" "Yeah, I do," he admitted. With the exception of her willingness to accept his need for butt play, he was still attracted to and in love with his wife. He hated how the one secret he had kept from his wife had grown into two secrets. The first secret was how much he liked it up the ass. The second secret, and probably the worst of the two, was how he had found a willing playmate with their daughter. "Do you wish Mommy would play with you like this?" she asked. "Yes," he sighed, wishing Marlee would let it go. "You know she would kill us if she ever found out what we were doing." "Probably," Marlee agreed. Geoffrey shrugged. Maybe, one day, Marlee would understand how things worked in a marriage. Marlee had fun teasing her dad for the rest of that morning. The strap-on she wore included a strap that went between her legs. She tugged that strap extra tight, shoving her shorts and panties inside her pussy and rubbing against her clit. Behind the fake dick she wore, she was wet and needy. When she couldn't stand it anymore, she led him downstairs, holding his hand. She leaned him over the back of the couch, making him face the TV and his sexy videos as she buried her dildo deep inside his ass. She rocked back and forth, refusing him every time he tried to touch his cock. "Not yet," she said, feeling the strap between her legs tugging and pulling against her body. "Butt-boy," she purred. "Beg for it." "Please," Daddy groaned. "I'm so hard. Please let me jerk off." "No, beg for it up your ass," she corrected. "Feels so good," he moaned. "I love when you fuck my ass. My ass needs you. I'm your butt-boy-bitch. Fuck me. Fuck my ass!" He felt his balls tightening as his cock throbbed with need. "Now!" Marlee suddenly cried out. "Get off now!" Geoffrey didn't question her timing. He was too close to his orgasm. He grabbed his cock and began tugging on it, eager for his orgasm and gasping when it happened. Behind him, he heard his daughter gasping, too. It was a sound he had never heard before. Marlee came as she fucked her Dad. She came hard and knew it wasn't going to be enough. She came, pulled out of him, and ran upstairs to her room to finished. She came more times than she could remember before she was done. Collecting her bedsheets, she knew there was one more thing she had to do. Debbie had to work on Sunday. Geoffrey took their daughter to college and spent the day with her before driving back home. It was a long drive and he felt weary from it as he pulled into his driveway. He parked next to his wife's car and went inside. He made it as far as the kitchen when he stopped dead in his tracks. Debbie stood behind counter wearing an odd smile. "I found your note." She stepped around the counter and he saw a very familiar looking dildo strapped around her waist. Marlee unpacked her things, set-up her room and was still visiting with her roommate when her phone chirped with a message from her Dad. "Mom found your note. Thank you." "Did she think it was from you?" Marlee asked, worried. "Yes," Geoffrey said and added a smiley face icon. Marlee chatted a moment longer with Dad while trying to figure out how she was going to masturbate with a roommate. FIN I hope you enjoyed the story. Please remember to leave a vote or a comment, too.