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My Daughter's Love

By: fntcwriter



After our Valentine's date, Tiffany was desire unleashed. She had the energy and enthusiasm of any healthy eighteen-year old. I felt younger myself - at least, at the start. 

Just like any new relationship, especially when it becomes sexual, ours was exciting and invigorating. I think the forbidden, secret aspect added some extra spark, too, to be honest.

Tiffany loved to take me whenever the desire hit her, which was often, being a teenager! And living in the same house made it all too convenient for her to slip into my room whenever she wanted to make love, or cuddle, or fuck. (Not that I didn't sneak into her room once or twice and take her in her bed!)

It had gotten so that I could hardly take a shower without Tiffany sneaking in to my bathroom and into the shower with me! She was insatiable.

And one thing that really got her hot was watching me masturbate. Tiffany had slipped into the shower with me, and helped me soap up. But then she sat in the corner, where there was a slight shelf of tile, and began to play with herself. "Touch it for me, Daddy," she said, her eyes gazing at my cock.

When I began to stroke it, she got such a wonderfully pleased expression on her face, it made me more than willing to comply.

"That's it, Daddy," she urged me on. "Stroke it for me. Let me see it shoot! I want to feel it all over my body!"

Needless to say, that brought me to the brink of climax right there with my daughter urging me to explode on her!

I groaned, and Tiffany slid down and put her face in the way of my cock so that when I came, it went onto her face. I came, spewing forth my sticky white cum, and it splashed onto her lovely face, across her cheek and nose. I moved it so that I could cum across her so teasing lips, and she giggled as it shot across them. Reaching out, Tiffany milked my cock slowly, bringing up all the cum I had, squeezing it out and letting it flow onto her lips and down her hand.

Then, to my utter delight, Tiffany wrapped those sweet lips of hers around my cock and sucked me clean. Holy fuck, was that sweet!

Her mouth didn't stop, though, and she had me hard again in short order.

I lifted her up, and turned her around to face the wall, pulling her ass toward me. With a little maneuvering (since Tiffany is about a foot shorter than I am), I managed to slip my cock into my daughter's tight, hot little pussy and began to fuck her from behind.

Tiffany loved that. She steadied herself by holding onto the shower nozzle and the controls, and moaned and whimpered as I banged my cock into her.

With a guttural cry, Tiffany came, and I pushed my cock up deep inside her and hugged her to me. I lifted her off the ground, and it made the weight of her drive her deeper onto my shaft. Tiffany had another intense orgasm, and I slowly set her back down. She turned to me, and we shared a wonderful, loving, passionate kiss beneath the warm spray of the shower.

"Oh my god, Dad!" she said. "That was intense!"

I was a little shaky myself, and agreed.

With a playful pout, Tiffany said, "But, you didn't cum again - did you?"

I laughed, and hugged her. "It's alright, Tiff," I said. "I can't cum every time! I - run out, after a while."

She smiled and nodded, understanding. "Oh! But, you can stay hard and not cum?"

I nodded. "Yep. Maybe because I'm - a little older," I paused and smiled as she took it in, "but it isn't all about cumming. Sex is - well, about pleasure. Giving it. Receiving it." Tiffany wrapped her hands around my shrinking dick, cradling it gently yet teasing at the same time. "And, well - uh - about sharing yourself with another person, emotionally as well as physically."

With her beautiful emerald green eyes, Tiffany looked up at me and said, "I love you, Daddy."

I kissed her and said, "I love you, too, Tiffany."

She looked down, suddenly shy. "No - I mean, I love you, Dad. You know…"

That made me pause. Just like any other relationship, this had gotten physical and enjoyable fast. And now, perhaps too fast?

I didn't know what to say, and just kissed her again.

Soon, our kisses became all we were focused on, and we moved from the shower to my king-size bed and made love. It was very enjoyable, and very wonderful. And while we spooned, I let myself begin to think about what this was becoming.

I didn't make up my mind, though. 

I love my daughter. I mean, I love her as my daughter. And I got caught up in this wonderful yet confusing, very sexual thing with her. So, while I also found her attractive as a woman, did I love Tiffany "that way"? Or was I just being a selfish "guy," taking my sex where it was offered - as hot as that was! - and, well, using my daughter just so I could get off?

I didn't know. I'd like to think I wasn't that much of a dog. But, maybe I was?

Not only did Tiffany like to take me whenever she felt horny, she loved to tease me into arousal as well. 

She loved the fact that she could get me hard at the drop of a hat, hardly even trying! Taking her shopping had nearly been a huge mistake because Tiffany would play with my fingers subtly yet erotically, and I'd have to sit down and hide my erection until it went away. Or she'd get on the escalator in front of me and lean forward, flashing me a view of her panties, then glance back with a mischievous sparkle in her eyes while I blushed.

By the time we got home, I was a blue-balled wreck. And Tiffany was horny as ever, and practically dragged me back to the bedroom to fuck as soon as we got home!

I explained to her about "blue balls", and she laughed. She made it up to me, though, by sucking me off. Tiffany gave such sweet head, and to my delight, took my cum in her mouth. She didn't always swallow, but she did seem to enjoy getting me off with her lips and tongue. Or she'd jerk me until I came, usually making me climax on some part of her - her face; her tits (Tiffany as wonderfully full breasts with large nipples); her belly. She liked to see it when I came. She often climaxed, too, when my cum would hit her skin, which turned me on to no end.

And then there was the time she gave me head in the movie theatre. Oh my God!

I took her to a matinee, and she wanted to sit way in the back, so I obliged her.

There was hardly anyone there, and when the movie started I felt Tiffany's hand sneak up my thigh.

Of course, I got an erection. I reached over and we kissed. I felt like a teenager back in high school again! (Which Tiffany still was for a few more months.)

But when her deft little hand undid my fly, I nearly came when I felt her warm fingers close around my exposed cock!

"Tiffany!" I whispered in shock.

She didn't say a word, merely lowered her head and took my cock in her mouth and down her throat. Heedless of the risk, or perhaps because of it, Tiffany sucked me with passion. Her pussy was sopping wet, and I tried to focus on fingering her - but, fuck, I couldn't. Her suction and lips, as well as the danger, made me explode in her mouth in no time.

Tiffany swallowed it down, though some escaped her sweet mouth and flowed down onto her hand.

As if it were the most natural thing in the world, Tiffany just grabbed some paper napkins from our shared popcorn and drinks tray and wiped up my excess spillage.

Then, she kissed me again, sharing my taste with me. I was so stunned, I didn't even pause, but enjoyed the way she played with my tongue with her own.

On the drive home, Tiffany sat slightly turned toward me and played with her pussy while I fought to keep my eyes on the road.

When we got home, I fucked her furiously until she climaxed again and again.

Tiffany would watch my videos with me, too. She's curl up next to me, her head on my chest, and one hand around my cock. She'd stroke me slowly while we'd watch the movies. But, I think my daughter could tell through my cock when I was really getting into watching what was on. Tiffany just seemed to know when I wanted more pressure, or faster. I seldom had to tell her to work me up, and I was free to just watch the scenes and enjoy her expert hand jobs.

Tiffany would usually just make me cum and let my goo flow down over her hand. She'd squeeze my shaft to slow the eruption, and watch as my seed spilled out, her eyes dreamy and pleased. Then, sometimes she'd take a taste, knowing it turned me on. Or she'd rub my cum into her skin, placing dabs of it on her nipples, rubbing my cream over her breasts, and down her belly.

Occasionally, Tiffany would let me watch her masturbate, which I loved. She'd lay open and play with her pussy, watching me watch her. And when she'd finally lose herself in her own pleasure and close her eyes and roll her head back, I'd always get such a rush!

One evening, as we lay in bed watching one of my new DVDs, Tiffany laughed softly.

"You really like girl-girl scenes, don't you, Daddy?" she asked, an amused smile on her face.

There happened to be one on at the moment, and Tiffany's hands were once again expertly giving me incredible pleasure.

"Hmm?" I asked, caught off-guard.

Her hands gripping me tighter, more pleasurably. Tiffany said, "You really love to watch women together, don't you? You really like it!"

I was in no position to deny it. "Mm-hmm," I agreed, laying back as my daughter jerked me harder.

Scooting onto her knees, a position Tiffany often took when she wanted to focus on getting me to climax, Tiffany said, "Mmmm - yeah, I can see that you do." She paused, working my cock deliciously. "Would you like to see me with another girl?"

I nearly choked as my daughter's question brought the image into my mind, and I came - hot gushes of cum all over her hands!

Laughing, Tiffany wiped away some droplets that had splashed her face. "Well, I think that gives me my answer!" she laughed warmly.

I lay recovering as Tiffany cleaned up.

Giving me a kiss, Tiffany curled up close and cupped my balls carefully. Playing with them gently, working to get my shaft hard again, Tiffany asked, "Have I ever told you about my past experiences?"

When we first began this affair, she had kind of talked, but not much in detail.

"Not really," I replied.

With a small grin, Tiffany said, "Would it shock you to know that I've tasted pussy before?" She cocked her head and gauged my reaction with both her hand and her eyes.

My dick made a small stirring.

Dropping her voice to whisper hotly in my ear, "Have I told you that I've let my girlfriends play with my pussy? That I've let another girl eat me?"

I didn't need to answer, my cock did it all for me, hardening under Tiffany's hand.

Tiffany swung herself over me to straddle my cock, and slipped my shaft up inside her pussy. I could tell that she was highly aroused, too, from the heat and wetness of her pussy.

Slowly riding me up and down, Tiffany asked, "Would you like to see me being eaten by another girl, Daddy? Or to see me eat her?"

My face, my body told it all.

Her smile broadening widely, Tiffany made a very adult, deeply sexual sound. "Oh! You want to see them both, do you? Me eating her; her eating me. Mmm… Maybe I can arranged that for you, Daddy."

I growled, rolling her onto her back, and I fucked her like an animal. I pounded myself into Tiffany's hot wet flesh until I had a spine wrenching climax, trying to shoot what little cum I had left as far into her body as I could.

Tiffany's eyes were wide with pleasure, and she bit my shoulder, marking me, as she continued to writhe and thrust under me until she climaxed as well.

I rolled off her and lay panting, catching my breath. Tiffany pressed close to my back, hugging me and nuzzling my neck.

I rolled over, and kissed her deeply. I forgot all about this being my daughter any more. This was - my dream girl. My fantasy woman made real! Young, incredibly sexual, playful, and loving.

I found myself moving ever closer to emotionally being in love with, as well as sexually in lust with, my daughter!

Tiffany just gazed at me with her bright, shiny eyes. And I smiled and kissed her lips gently, not ready to get too physical again just now.

"My god, Tiff! The things you do to me!"

She smiled and laughed. "Are you happy, Dad? Are you pleased?"

I nodded, and pulled her closer, having her curl into my chest. "That I am, lovely. That I am!"

A few days later, my curiosity driving me crazy, I finally had to ask about Tiffany's prior experiences with her girlfriends.

Tiffany laughed softly, caressing my erection, as we lay in bed together.

"Well," she said, "you know how Tara and Angela and I were all on the softball team together?"

I nodded, enjoying the feel of her hand as it stroked me slowly, lightly, teasing.

"We used to come home and all get in your shower together. Just to get clean after a game. Not - well, not because of anything else, really. I mean, your shower is huge and we could all fit in it at once, and - it was kind of fun! But one time it was just Tara and me, and - I don't know… I mean, I just felt - aroused - for some reason. I mean, you know Tara - she's got those long legs to die for, and that dark tan. I don't know - I felt a tingle that went to my nipples, and they started to harden. I pretended to be washing them, but I was really playing with them because it felt good. And it made me feel good down there, as well!

"Tara noticed because she asked me, 'You gonna' get clean, or do I need to get you a room?'

"I didn't know what to say! But Tara looked at me, and then she moved closer. Her eyes were looking at my boobs, and she got this funny look on her face. Then she looked at me and smiled. Tara put one hand on my breast and began to massage it for me, watching me.

" 'Like that?' she asked.

" 'Yeah,' I said. It was making me feel hot and wet down below, too, but I just let Tara play with my boob for a while. I had closed my eyes, and then I felt her lips on mine!"

My cock was hard and pulsing, and I shifted a little. Tiffany smiled knowingly and began to jerk me harder.

"It surprised me, but Tara was really gentle. I kissed her back. Then she slipped her tongue into my mouth, and that was - well, that was hot! I felt this huge wave of lust wash through me, and there we were, totally making out in your shower!"

I moved again as Tiffany's hand job was moving me closer to orgasm.

"Tara bent down and took my nipple in her lips and her hand went down to my pussy at the same time. I nearly came when I felt her touch me there! She didn't pause, but went right on sucking on me and then slid her finger into my pussy! I held myself up by holding onto her, and she gave me my first orgasm."

I was close myself!

"When it was over, Tara laughed and kissed me. She liked it that she was my first. She wasn't weird about it at all! Just said that it was totally natural, and she was surprised I hadn't done it before."

I came, spewing forth my hot cream all over my daughter's hand. Tiffany smiled, and spread it on her breasts and belly.

"Mmm - I love it when you cum, Daddy," she said. "I'd love to make you cream all over me while another girl watched."

I moaned and nodded. "I would, too, sweetie. I'd love that, too - if it got you off."

Tiffany smiled and cuddled close. We kissed. "You really love to give me pleasure, don't you, Daddy?"

"I do," I answered her. "I've always loved to see a woman experience pleasure. To know that I am giving her something exquisite… well, it gets me off, too!"

Tiffany squirmed and lay back, spreading her legs. She opened her pussy for me and said, "Oh, Daddy! I'm so hot for you! See?" And she slipped a finger into her pink opening and fucked herself slowly as I watched. Then, Tiffany withdrew her finger and lifted it to my lips.

The aroma of my daughter's pussy coming off her finger was warm and intoxicating. I let her slide her wet finger into my mouth, and I sucked and licked it like it was her clit.

I moved so that I could enjoy the real thing. "Now, your turn, my little minx!"

I bent down and lapped at Tiffany's hot, wet pussy. She was flowing, soaking the sheets with her young, excited juices. I loved getting her all over my lips and chin!

"Oh, fuck, Daddy!" Tiffany crooned. "Oh, that feels so good!"

I gazed up at her while I ate her out. Tiffany's eyes were closed, and her face scrunched up in ecstasy as I slid my tongue into her pussy. I sucked on her clit, swirling it with my tongue gently. I'd found that Tiffany's clit was very sensitive, and a little went a long way toward pleasuring her. And when she came, she would buck and writhe and moan. Tiffany had even clawed my back pretty good one time, she got so carried away!

This was one of those times. I'd like to think it was my oral expertise, but honestly I think it was due in part to my daughter's own arousal around her friend Tara.

Maybe Tiffany was bi?

It seemed so, but I really didn't have much to base it on. I mean, as far as I knew, I was her only "boyfriend". I was the one who popped her cherry. Maybe she'd just experimented with girls prior to this?

I didn't know, but I did want to find out.

We dozed together. When we awoke and refreshed ourselves, we wound up (as usual) back in bed together.

Tiffany was sucking my cock, and I was loving it. And I asked her, "Tiff? Honey - where did you learn to suck cock like that?"

Tiffany blushed, and smiled. "Movies."

I guess my doubts showed on my face.

"Well - movies, and practice," she said with a mischievous grin.

"Practice?"

Tiffany scooted up and lay atop me, sliding my cock into her hot pussy. She rode me slowly as she explained. "Yes, Daddy - practice! I wanted… I wanted to be able to do it right when I - when I - sucked your dick."

I felt that go right through my body, and Tiffany wiggled her hips, moving me deep inside her.

"Tara and Angela showed me. They showed me on Popsicles and things like that."

"No boys?" I asked, wondering.

Tiffany shook her head. "No - not really. Well, there was one - Dan Miller - but that was only because Tara said I should try the real thing before…"

I stopped her, holding her still for a moment. " 'Before'? Don't tell me - you told Tara that you - thought about me, like this, before?"

Tiffany laughed. "It was just a fantasy, Daddy! Tara wasn't freaked out. In fact, she said she thought you were kind of hot…"

My daughter's friend thought I was hot?!

"She didn't find it - gross?" I asked, surprised.

Tiffany resumed her sliding up and down my shaft. "Nope. I mean, shit, Dad - Tara had been gang-banged before. She's kind of… well, kind of a slut."

I had no idea! My daughter's friends? Then again, they were adults, now, and sexual beings. Who was I to judge? I, who was fucking my own daughter right this moment, and loving it!

"Tara loved to make guys cum on her, too. She had six guys jerk off on her!"

Six?! Fuck!

"And you?" I asked, hoping Tiffany would say what I thought she'd say.

Tiffany laughed and ground her pussy into my groin. "Me? I just ate pussy and saved myself for you!"

That made me cum. I climaxed, pulsing hot cum into her pussy until it flowed out around my shaft and slid down my balls.

Tiffany felt it as it flowed out of her, and rotated her hips, picking up her pace, until we were fucking good and hard. Then, arching her back, she came on top of me.

"Oh, Daddy!"

Tiffany lowered herself, keeping my cock inside her until the last second. When I slipped out, a small flow of our combined love ran out. We shifted so neither of us had to lay in the "wet spot".

As she lay basking, I gazed at her.

My own daughter! So young. So beautiful. And so sexy! What was I doing?

"You 'ate pussy' while you, uh - saved yourself, for me?" I was curious. And, of course, turned on by the image.


My Daughter's Love



Tiffany half-opened her eyes and grinned. "Yeah."

"Did you… Did you - like it?" I asked.

Closing her eyes and smiling mischievously, Tiffany responded, "Oh, yeah!"

I wanted to know more. "Did you ever think - you might be gay?"

Tiffany smiled and shook her head. "No. I mean, pussy tastes good - …"

I nodded and smiled in agreement.

"But, that was just - fun. I mean, my girlfriends and I enjoyed it. But, most of us, I think, did it just because we are young and horny. I only think maybe one or two of my friends is actually gay. Most of them - well, maybe bi, but just experimenting. Finding out."

I was amazed at my daughter's maturity - sexually speaking.

"I was more worried about the fact that I was hot for my own father!" Tiffany added.

I nodded.

Tiffany opened her eyes and watched me. "I'm glad it didn't freak you out, Dad," she said.

I laughed. "Well, it did at first, I have to admit!" I replied. I looked down at her, and drank in the sight of her beautiful body. "But, after that talk we shared, when you told me that you had - fantasized about me… I found myself getting hard whenever I saw you, or even thought about you."

Tiffany lit up. "You did? Really? Well, I guess so, considering what's happened."

"I struggled with it for a few days. But," I paused as the memory refueled my sexual hunger, "but, I kept getting the most powerful hard ons, and I'd find myself wondering - thinking about you."

Tiffany smiled and reached down and began to play with herself slowly. "Go on," she said.

"Shit - the night you told me, and we wound up masturbating together?"

Tiffany nodded, and her fingers began to work harder.

"I hadn't had any sex with anyone in years. And then, there you were - this incredibly hot, sexual, beautiful creature - and you're turned on by me! And - and seeing you, like that - like this! I couldn't help myself."

I was stroking my shaft, now, as Tiffany moaned softly and slid a finger into her pussy. Her eyes watched me dreamily, hungry and seductive.

I moved to kneel beside her, my cock over her body.

"So young, so beautiful, and oh so sexy!" I repeated.

Tiffany chewed her lower lip as she edged near orgasm. I'd learned to read the signs, and loved the way she did that. It made me feel my own climax build.

"So, you thought about me while you jerked off?" she asked softly, her voice husky.

I smiled, and began to jerk myself harder, faster. By the look in my eyes, Tiffany knew I wanted to cum on her the way she loved.

She began to writhe and finger herself harder. We'd learned to time ourselves pretty closely, and I came, shooting out a stream of white cum that shot up Tiffany's belly, from her mound up. When it hit her skin, Tiffany gasped, and her climax wracked through her.

Seeing my daughter's orgasm intensified my own, and I pulsed more hot cum out onto her mound and pussy. The sight of it as it ran down, flowing down the edges of her opening, was intensely erotic!

"Fuck, Tiff!" I cried, pushing out the last of my cum. "Look what you do to me!"

Tiffany chuckled sexily. "Me? Look what you do to me! My own Daddy makes me so hot, I can't fuck anyone else!"

I wanted her. And I loved her. Like no one else, I loved and desired my daughter!

"But," some small voice in the back of my head asked, "What kind of future can you have with her, really?"

I didn't know. Goddamit, I didn't know! But, for now, we loved each other, and we were happy. We were closer than we'd ever been - and I was closer than I had ever been to anyone in my life.

But. 

There was that reality. This wasn't "normal". Loving, yeah. Sexy, definitely. Legal? Not at all. Immoral? I would have said "yes" until this happened. Now, I just didn't know.

A few weeks later, Tiffany came home and had this mysterious smile on her face.

"What's up with you?" I asked. 

Tiffany came up and gave me a light kiss on my lips. She had to stand on tip-toe when she did due to the difference in our height. "Oh, just a little surprise for you!" she said grinning.

I felt my cock stir. "Oh? And when do I get this 'little surprise'?" I asked.

Tiffany felt my bulge and laughed, kissing me teasingly again. "Not yet," she answered, keeping her mystery. "Soon. Let the anticipation build!"

With that, she sashayed off to her room.

I went to my office to work. When I opened my email, there was one from Tiffany with a rather large file attached.

" 'For my secret admirer!'" the header read. I downloaded the attachment and clicked to unzip the file. What I saw made my jaw drop!

The file was full of pictures of Tiffany modeling! Some were partial nudes, some complete nudes. And, they were well done. Whoever shot my daughter knew what they were doing!

"You like?" I heard her voice from behind me.

I turned in my chair to see my daughter, wrapped only in a towel, as she came into my office door.

"Very much!" I admitted, and smiled.

Tiffany crossed the room and kissed me, and sat down on my lap. "Oh! I can tell you like them!" she exclaimed and wiggled her ass on my hard on.

Then, with her on my lap, we went through the photos together.

"I thought you'd like to have some pictures of me," she said playfully. "I mean, instead of all those other girls you have in your porn folder!"

I felt a moment of denial. "I -…"

Tiffany laughed and kissed me. "It's okay, Dad!" she said. "I'd be surprised if you didn't have any pics on your computer."

Obviously, Tiffany had been through my files because she took the mouse and navigated to my "hidden" porn folders. She knew exactly where to access them.

"I saw these," she said and began to scroll through my "Pattycake" collection with an amused grin. "And thought you'd like to have some of me as well. I mean, we look similar, don't we?"

It was obvious now, of course. Though, at the time, I didn't make the conscious connection between my collection of Pattycake pictures and my desire for my daughter. But, now that she had pointed it out, Tiffany was very much like Patty in terms of build and appearance.

Tiffany turned to me and said, "I'm a little taller than she is. But, we're both blonde - though, you can see from this picture she wasn't always blonde! We both have large breasts and pale skin…"

"And you both turn me on to no end," I added.

Tiffany smiled brightly, squirming against my cock again. She closed the Pattycake file and went back to her own.

"Who took them?" I asked.

Tiffany smiled and said, "Oh, a friend…" mysteriously.

I felt a stab of jealousy. Was it a guy? Did some boy get to see my daughter naked like this?

"A girl friend…" Tiffany went on.

"Oh?" I was more interested, now.

She laughed and kissed me. "Yes. A girl. She's someone I met at school, and she into photography, and I asked her to take some."

I told her that I found them quite well done. The woman had captured my daughter's playful spirit, as well as her cute sexuality.

"I'm glad you like them, Daddy," Tiffany said. "Because Melanie is coming over for dinner."

My eyes opened in surprise.

"It was the least I could do, Daddy! I offered to pay her, but Melanie said she was glad to have someone model for her, and she did this all for free! Feeding her was the least I could do."

I chuckled and hugged her. "I suppose. I mean, I am happy to help support a fellow artist, right? Especially one who has given me so many beautiful images to look at!"

Tiffany squealed with joy and hugged me.

Her towel fell open, and I took advantage to take one of my daughter's lovely, full breasts into my mouth and suck on it.

Tiffany closed her eyes and gave herself to the sensation.

With my free hand, I slipped it down and felt her heat and wetness growing.

"Oh, Daddy…" she said softly.

I ran my finger up and down her slit. Then, as I penetrated her with my finger, I closed my teeth tightly on her nipple and let it drag itself free.

Tiffany shuddered and her pussy began to flow. The warm musk of her filled my office, and I knew I had to make her cum.

Picking her up, I stood and turned, setting Tiffany down in my chair. I nudged open her thighs gently and knelt between my daughter's legs. Her pussy was so beautiful and inviting!

I kissed her mound and thighs, and worked my way to her pussy. When my tongue parted her lips, Tiffany sighed and sagged back in my chair. I began to lap at her pussy, drinking her in. Then, as I knew she loved, I rolled her clit between my thumb and forefinger through the wall of her lips. My tongue gently began to stroke her clit like a small penis, and Tiffany moaned. I kept up my tonguing her until her breath was coming raged and fast, then I sucked on it, flicking it swiftly with my tongue.

Due to her sensitivity, it didn't take long for Tiffany to gasp and cry out as she came. Her juices flowed out of her and down my chin. I drank her as fast as I could, backing off from playing with her clit, as she had a series of orgasms. Finally, Tiffany let me know she'd had enough, and I straightened.

We kissed, Tiffany licking her juices from my lips, and we stayed like that for a while.

"Do you want to cum, now, Daddy?" she asked. 

She looked so dreamy and high, I shook my head and said, "Not now, sweetie. Later. Just enjoy. You gave me quite a gift here. It was the least I could do to return the favor."

Kissing me deeply, Tiffany said, "I love you, Daddy."

"I love you, too, Tiffany," I answered.

Finally, reluctantly, Tiffany slipped off to shower, leaving me to work. Though how much work I was going to get done between now and dinner, with dozens of beautiful, sexy photos of my daughter on my computer to distract me, I didn't know.

Melanie was not what I expected.

She was older than my daughter, in her early twenties. Thin, with that unnaturally pale skin and too dark eyeliner that hints of Goth. Melanie was - strange. But nice, in an odd sort of way.

Tiffany clearly connected with her, though, and I was glad to see that my daughter had some social life outside of - well, us.

"Tiffany says she met you at school," I said to make conversation.

Melanie muttered, "Yeah."

That was all. I didn't know if I made her nervous, or if she was just not that talkative.

"But," I went on, curious. "You're clearly in college, and Tiffany's still in high - …"

Tiffany cut me off. "She's friends with someone I know in school, Daddy. I didn't say she was in school with me."

I was surprised by the way Tiff jumped in. My "parent radar" kicked in and I knew there was something up.

"Oh? And who is that?" I asked.

Tiffany glanced at Melanie, who remained oblivious, chowing down our food.

"Donna," Tiffany answered. "She's in the drama department, and we met in dance during gym."

"Ah," I replied. Tiffany seemed nervous, though I had no clue what it was about.

"So, you met my daughter through this Donna?"

It was a moment before Melanie realized I had asked her a question. "Huh? Donna? Yeah."

I had to smile. This was kind of amusing. Melanie reminded me of some of the photographers I knew from the Industry - very artsy types, visionary, but not good people persons. I guess because they lived in the abstract. I didn't know any fashion photographers, though. I assumed they'd be more personable, having to work with people and so forth.

"Well, you did a very nice job with Tiffany's pictures," I said and went back to eating.

Tiffany got this wide-eyed look on her face, and Melanie, for once, looked more alert. Surprised, I'd say.

"You showed them - to your dad?" Melanie asked.

Tiffany was blushing. "Well, I mean - uh - not all of them…"

Melanie looked from Tiffany to me and back again. "Which - which ones? The ones of just you? Or the ones of you and - …"

Tiffany squeaked. "Uh! No! I mean, yeah - the ones of just me. I mean, the ones of me. You know, the ones I asked you to take for - him."

Melanie looked confused, and a little upset. She looked at me as if trying to get a read on me. "And you - liked them? The pictures of your daughter, I mean?"

Now I was curious, but I could tell this wasn't the time to go pressing for answers to satisfy my curiosity. "Well, yes! I think you did an really excellent job photographing Tiffany. Very - professional. You have real talent!"

That helped, complimenting her like that. Sincerely.

Melanie shook her head, and glanced at Tiffany. "Well, thank you. I'm glad to know someone appreciates my work."

"Oh he does!" Tiffany said mysteriously, glancing at me from the corner of her eyes. "He certainly does! That's why he said it was okay to have you over for dinner."

There was a pause, and we all just ate not knowing what else to say.

Melanie, to my surprise, broke the silence first. "And when did you want to shoot the video?"

Tiffany froze. To her credit, she didn't look at me and give away too much.

"Uh - whenever. Soon. Soon would be nice."

Melanie shrugged and went back to eating. "Okay. I'll check with Donna and maybe we'll do it this weekend."

Tiffany glanced at me again, and said, "Yeah - that would be great. Daddy, I was going to ask, was it this weekend you were going out of town?"

I was trying to piece things together, and a my radar was pinging again. "Yes. You know I have to work this weekend, and I won't be back until Tuesday. We had an agreement - remember?"

Tiffany smiled, though it seemed a little nervous. "Of course, Daddy! 'No parties!' But, is it okay if I have Melanie and Donna over? Melanie has a - project - she wanted to work on. And she asked if I'd like to be in - uh, help work on it!"

I paused, my mind working. I didn't know what was going on, but I didn't get the feeling it was trouble, so I said, "Sure. You have my numbers to call if there's an emergency. But, you're an adult now - I expect you to behave like one."

Tiffany seemed to relax. "I will. Thank you, Daddy!"

Melanie shrugged and looked at me, then my daughter. "Okay. I'll tell Donna we can work this weekend. It would be nice to get this thing shot and edited, and see what I can do with it."

Tiffany smiled a strained little smile, and asked, "Pie, anyone?"

As we ate our dessert, we moved from the dining room to the den, and Melanie came alive. "An HDTV? And HD-DVD player? Big screen? Whoa!" she exclaimed.

Ah - a tech junkie, I could tell. "Yep! Full home theatre experience and everything," I answered. I was not an expert in any way, but was proud of my setup.

Melanie was practically drooling. "Mind if I…?" she asked and gestured at the set.

"Be my guest," I said. It was fascinating to watch. Melanie had been so flat during dinner. But now, with her creative side going, she was like a whole different person. Oblivious to the people present, I have to say, but totally engaged with what she was doing. I could see some of why she was so talented.

"A video?" I whispered to Tiffany as Melanie checked out my gear.

Blushing, Tiffany said, "Yes."

I watched her, trying to read her mind. "To go with the pictures you gave me?" I felt a small flame of desire kindle.

Sensing my potential arousal, Tiffany smiled coyly, and said, "Maybe. Maybe not. I guess you'll just have to go out of town and imagine what we might be doing here. Together. Donna and me."

My cock stirred, and I had to sit down lest Melanie spot it and suspect something unnatural was going on between my daughter and me.

Tiffany made a soft, sexy laugh, and walked away from me. She put just the slightest swing into her hips as she did, though, and I smiled.

Business took me away for the weekend.

I left Friday afternoon, and found that work helped distract me from any sexual feelings. While I was busy, that is. Once I was back in my hotel room, my imagination went into full gear, dreaming up fantasies of Tiffany and another girl posing together. But video?

I rented an Andrew Blake girl/girl movie and jerked off in my room. I missed Tiffany, though, so it wasn't all that satisfying.

"What have you done to me?" I asked out loud.

By Sunday night, I had talked myself out of expecting too much. But Monday night, I felt like a kid before Christmas who hasn't a clue what Santa is bringing, only that it would be something good!

The flight left me wiped out, as it usually does.

Tiffany was so happy to have me home! She gave me a big hug, and a kiss, and that helped wake me up.

"Ooow, Daddy!" she exclaimed. "I'm glad to see you're so happy to be home!"

Laughing, I dropped my bags and picked her up in my arms. I carried her back to my room and dropped her on the bed.

"I missed you - more than I can say," I confessed. I tore my shirt off and ripped off my pants as Tiffany undressed in a hurry, too.

I went down on the bed and we embraced, kissing and caressing. I was like I had been years ago when I was still in love with Tiffany's mother. Only now, I was in love with Tiffany.

We made out, and things went as they always seemed to, ending with us making love. The first time was fast and hungry. The second was slower, and very sensual. We hardly said a word, but simply basked in the delights of being together physically, sexually.

I fell asleep soon after, happy. Content.

Tiffany was back at school, so I was free to work during the day and we met up again in the evening when she got home.

I kept expecting my new surprise. Tiffany just laughed and said, "It's not ready! Melanie's - editing. But she said it would be done soon!"

"When? When?!" I asked, playing impatience. I was half-kidding. The other half was like a child who wants his presents now.

Tiffany kissed me and laughed. "Soon! That's all I can tell you. Soon!"

It was three weeks before Tiffany came home with that same "I've got a secret" smile on her face.

I had to wait, even then. Tiffany wanted to have a "special screening", and we made a "movie date" for that Saturday night.

Saturday I felt my excitement and curiosity growing. I had my ideas about what this would be, but no certainty.

That evening, Tiffany was dressed in a casual, lazing at home style: oversize T-shirt; socks; and panties. That was it.

I was surprised, but followed suit. I wore an open cotton shirt and my cutoff shorts.

Tiffany seemed a little nervous, but cuddled up with me on our sofa.

She made us watch some "chick flicks" first - some romances and comedies that were on the satellite. Then, as it got to be about 11pm, she finally got up ad slipped an unmarked DVD in the player.

Remote in hand, she looked at me with a mischievous, sexy grin on her face.

Taking a deep breath, Tiffany said to me, "I hope you like this!" and pressed the "play" button.

There was cheesy music playing as the screen took on a multi-colored blur. The sound quality was - amateur. Then, a title came up on the screen: Tiffany's Bath.

The blur dissolved into a high angle shot of Tiffany as she dropped her towel to stand naked beside my bath. The production quality wasn't very good, though quite sharp due to the camera used and my player. But, seeing Tiffany like this - naked - I was engaged watching.

Tiffany stood looking at herself in the mirror of my bathroom, and played with her breasts. She pulled on her nipples until they hardened, and I knew she liked that and it made her wet.

Then, she ran her hand across her mound and down to her pussy. Tiffany rubbed herself slowly before gently stepping into the bath and laying back in the water. Her lovely full breasts floated on the surface, and I watched, aroused, as Tiffany began to explore her body. She played with her breasts with one hand while her other began to play with her pussy.

The camera - Melanie - thankfully kept the shot wide enough to see all of my daughter, tight enough that she filled the frame at an angle.




My Daughter's Love



I hugged Tiffany close to me, and she smiled and crawled up onto me, her head on my chest while her hand massaged my cock through my shorts.

"You look beautiful," I said softly and kissed her head.

"Thanks, Daddy," she whispered back.

I wondered how it felt for her to be watching herself on the screen like this.

Tiffany, in the video, was beginning to really get into masturbating. The camera slowly began to zoom in on her face, and I loved the sly little smile Tiffany gets when she's enjoying her own pussy like that.

Then the image blurred, and I could tell there was a scene change.

The image became Tiffany showering in my shower. She was getting herself under the spray when the shower door opened and this tall redhead slips in with her.

This must be Donna!

I could feel Tiffany's body tension increase against me. Her hand undid my fly and slowly lowered my zipper. While my daughter stroked my cock distractedly, I watched as the scene unfolded.

Donna was more than a head taller than Tiffany, with large breasts - not as full as my daughter but a good handful, still. As Tiffany turned to her, the redhead bent and kissed her. The two of them stood under the water making out, hands wandering over each other, until Donna straightened, putting her breast at Tiffany's mouth level.

I cannot tell you the rush I got as Tiffany took the redhead's breast into her lips and began to lick and suck on it!

Tiffany could tell, though, as my cock pulsed in her hand. Her body seemed to relax as she realized that I was totally enjoying watching her amateur porn video.

Donna let my daughter suck on her breast for a while, and she lifted one leg and put it on the tile seat built into the wall. This opened her to Tiffany's hand, and I watched as my daughter began to finger Donna's pussy while she sucked on her nipples.

Donna was clearly enjoying what my daughter was doing to her, and braced herself on Tiffany's shoulder.

Tiffany began to work Donna's pussy with her hand very hard and fast, and Donna came.

Tiffany squeezed my cock, and paused in her masturbating me until Donna's orgasm passed. I guess she didn't want me to climax just yet!

Donna bent down and kissed my daughter again. Then, Tiffany slid up onto the tile seat and Donna crouched down between my daughter's thighs.

My pulse was racing, and Tiffany began to stroke me long and firm.

"Oh, fuck…" I sighed as I watched Donna lean forward and lick Tiffany's pussy.

Tiffany was exposed and her pussy lips were open. Melanie managed to get a clear view from above, angled down, and I could see in sharp detail as Donna's tongue traced the edges of Tiffany's pussy.

Tiffany stroked me harder, faster. Her other hand was in her panties, fingering her pussy.

On screen, Tiffany's breathing got very rapid, and I saw the tell-tale signs she was going to cum. She chewed her lower lip, and her hands went to Donna's head. Tiffany's legs began to tremble, and then she came, body clenching and bending forward as Donna brought her.

I came, my hot cum washing over Tiffany's grip as she squeezed it to slow the ooze.

Tiffany was breathing fast, and continue milking my cock, letting my cum be a new lubricant. The scent of my sex was heavy thick in the air.

On screen, the camera dissolved back to Tiffany alone masturbating in the bathtub. She was even further along, this time, and playing with herself rapidly, hips thrusting up from the water rhythmically.

The camera dissolved again.

Again?! There was more?

My bed, illuminated by candlelight. Tiffany was at one edge in a negligee, Donna at the other. Donna's long, creamy legs were quite visible, and I remarked on how shapely they were.

"Mmm - yeah," Tiffany said, her voice husky. "I wish I had legs like that! Legs that would drive you wild with desire!"

I kissed her head. "I love your legs, sweetie," I said. "I love all of you! You're so - fucking hot - I can't believe it!"

Tiffany squirmed to look at me. She gazed at me, reading my sincerity and desire. "Thank you, Daddy," she said as she kissed me. She quickly scooted back down out of the way so as not to distract me from her movie.

By now, the two girls were kissing and caressing in the middle of my bed.

I watched as Donna slowly undressed my daughter, kissing each newly exposed piece of flesh. Tiffany returned the favor, undressing and kissing Donna.

Tiffany stood and kicked off her panties, then tugged off my shorts. Facing away from me, Tiffany lowered herself onto my cock and began to slowly ride me up and down as we watched together.

Tiffany lay back on my bed as Donna went down on her. The angle blocked the camera from a view that would let us see Tiffany's pussy, but you could tell what was going on.

Donna began to tongue fuck my daughter, and Tiffany was losing herself to the pleasure. Finally, she cried and bucked, cumming on Donna's lips.

Donna, like me, kissed her way up and shared Tiffany's juices with her.

Tiffany kissed Donna hungrily, attacking her mouth like she had mine. Then, they switched places.

Tiffany began to ride my cock faster, excited by what we were sharing.

I watched in utter delight as Tiffany kissed the other girl's pussy. She teased Donna, kissing and teasing Donna's pussy with her tongue. Donna was beginning to writhe and whimper, her hands going to my daughter's head, hips pressing her pussy into Tiffany's lips.

Tiffany eased back and put a finger into Donna's pussy. With her head back, we could see Tiffany's finger go in and out of Donna's opening. Then, Tiffany bent back in and began to lick and suck while finger fucking the other girl.

Donna's hands went to the bed sheet, and she pulled on them as Tiffany ate her out. Tiffany ate Donna to a shuddering, bucking orgasm.

Tiffany crawled up and the two shared a wet, passionate kiss.

The two of them kissed and caressed, then Tiffany swung herself around to straddle Donna's face.

I felt my pulse hammering in my neck and through my cock as I watched my daughter lower herself down to eat her friend in a sixty-nine.

"Is that what you wanted, Daddy?" Tiffany asked me as she rode me. She could feel the answer in her body, and I watched the screen, amazed. It was glorious in its beauty and sensuality!

They licked and tongued each other until they both came. Tiffany lay her head down on Donna's mound, eyes closed and contented.

The camera dissolved back to Tiffany in the bathtub. She had one leg up on the edge, and was fingering herself deeply, close to orgasm.

The camera dissolved again.

Tiffany's room. Daylight.

Tiffany and Donna come in dressed in cheerleader uniforms.

Donna sits on the edge of my daughter's bed, and as Tiffany goes out of frame, you could see Donna edge up her skirt, showing she had no panties, and quickly ran a finger across her slit.

Tiffany pulled off her T-shirt to ride me naked, going up and down in a steady rhythm, neither too fast nor too slow, playing it out.

I nearly came as I saw what was next on the screen!

My daughter came back into frame, naked except for her shoes and socks, and she's holding a hot pink, two-headed jelly dildo!

Donna squeals with delight and begins to remove her own top and skirt, kicking off her shoes while my daughter puts lube on the dildo.

Seeing the two of them, ready to do this, in my daughter's room with all her stuffed animals and everything I associated with her as my "little girl" gave me a perverse rush.

Laying with legs facing, pussies open to each other, my daughter and Donna began to run their end of the dildo up and down their pussies. Then, they began to work the dildo into their pussy. Tiffany held the middle, and moved it back and forth, fucking Donna and herself. Donna lay back and enjoyed what Tiffany was doing, playing with her clit at the same time.

Tiffany was going up and down my cock so hard, now, she was beginning to slap against my thighs with her ass.

Donna reached down and pulled, making Tiffany work her harder with the dildo, until Donna fell back orgasming.

Then, as she sat up, she pulled the dildo out and put fresh lube on it while Tiffany turned to get on all fours. Tiffany was facing the camera, so we couldn't see her pussy as Donna began to fuck her solo with the huge dong. But Tiffany's eyes were right in the lens, and were looking right at me - at us - from the television.

"Ohhh… ohhhh.. oohh…" Tiffany began to moan as she rode me up and down, then wiggled her hips as I was deep inside her. Then, back up and down hard and fast. Again and again.

On screen, the camera (awkwardly) moved to the side so that, as Donna got on all fours and inserted the dildo in her pussy, you could see the two girls facing away from each other with the dildo between them.

Tiffany turned to the side so that her face was still visible on camera. As they began to rock back and forth, fucking themselves and each other, Tiffany began to chew her lower lip.

I felt another orgasm coming. And, as I watched Tiffany climax onscreen, Tiffany in real life came, and I followed her.

Tiffany emitted a long, low moan of orgasm, holding herself on my legs and shuddering while my cock pulsed inside of her. I could feel her pussy quivering as her womb pulled at my cock, milking me gently.

On screen, the two girls came and rolled together, kissing.

The image dissolved to Tiffany in the bathtub also having an orgasm. I loved the sight of her in the water, her nipples tight and hard, her hand pressed into her pussy as her hips bucked and thrust upward. Finally, she collapsed back into the water, a very contented and blissful expression on her face. I especially loved the wry little smile her lips were making!

I lay panting, catching my breath. Tiffany leaned forward, not getting off my cock, and picked up a small remote. She pressed a few buttons, and suddenly there was an image of the two of us, Tiffany straddling my cock, live on the television!

I sat up in surprise. "Tiffany?!"

Tiffany smiled wickedly, and dropped the remote on the floor.

Looking over her shoulder, she said, "What, Daddy? Don't you want to watch you fucking me?"

I looked past her, and saw her beautiful body - full breasts, pale skin illuminated by the blue color of the TV and my cock inside her, and felt - shock. Disturbed. Excited. Not horrified, mind you. But, the reality of fucking my daughter was brought home to me in a very profound manner. And it made it all that much more - erotic.

Carefully rising off of me, Tiffany knelt down and began to lick my cock clean. She was careful to keep to the side so that the camera caught everything. Part of me wished we could zoom in, and I reached for the remote.

Tiffany saw what I was doing and smiled her impish, sexual grin and handed it to me.

While she resumed licking my cock clean of pussy and cum, and also getting me hard again in the process, I zoomed tighter.

With the high quality camera and HD set, it was quite sharp as I watched my daughter use her tongue to lick up the sides of my cock, and tease the rim of the head. Then, as she slipped the whole head into her lips, I watched as her tongue made small swirls around the head.

"Oh, fuck, Tiff!" I moaned.

She laughed, and tickled the sweet spot under the head with her tongue.

Then, my cock good and hard again, she crawled up onto the couch and asked, "How do you want to fuck me, now, Daddy?" and smiled.

"Every way I can," I replied. My voice took on that low growl that drove Tiffany wild, and I laughed - a deep, masculine sound. "Every way I can."

I zoomed back out to catch the two of us on the sofa, and turned Tiffany away from me on all fours. I love to take a woman from behind, and the sight of my daughter's beautiful breasts swinging beneath her as I rocked into her from behind was incredibly delicious!

I could see her face, and watched while I thrust hard into her pussy. I wasn't going to cum again - not with any real juice, anyway. But I was determined to bring Tiffany as many times as I could. I planned to fuck her all night long!

The camera recorded us for about an hour. I got video of Tiffany and I as I took her from behind, and with her on top. I shot us with me in missionary, and then I let Tiffany have the remote to control the camera while I ate her out. She managed to get some very good close-ups of my tongue and her pussy.

Tiffany really wanted to get a cum shot, though, and I had to disappoint her.

"I'm sorry, sweetie," I said. "I'm just all used up! In a day or two, maybe we can shoot it, okay?" I mean, I wanted to - not just because it turned her on, but because I wanted to watch as I came on my own daughter's face and tits and body.

With a small pout, Tiffany said, "Oh, okay, Daddy. But, I want a lot - so save it up until we shoot it, okay?"

I laughed and kissed her. "Okay. I promise!"

Making sure I took the recordable DVD and put it someplace safe, we finished up for the night and went off to bed together.



My Daughter's Lover



I hung up the phone. Kate was sending her boyfriend by at seven sharp to pick me up. I had just arrived in town to visit my one and only child. Since her father had passed I had been rattling around in that house alone. My daughter, Kate seemed concerned and made it her personal mission to help ease my loneliness. So I caught a flight out and was now unpacking my bags at her place. Kate had scheduled for her and I to spend some quality time together for a month now. In usually fashion she had been called to work late. I had been looking forward to tonight. But who was I to interfere with her climbing of the corporate ladder. I tried to hide the disappointment in my voice and tell her it was no big deal. That we would be able to get together some other time. She seemed to feel quite guilty despite my protest and hatched the plan to have her boyfriend keep me company till she was able to get home. I guess I didn't mind. It was about time I meet the young man that's got my little girl so blissfully happy. Kate's boyfriends in the past had been nothing special. Kate tossed them away once she was tired of them like so much garbage. But this one was different. This one had her hooked. Completely. I was curious.

I took one last glance in the mirror. I smiled proudly. For my age I must admit I've held up well. Much dedication, time, effort, and sweat had kept my body little changed since my mid twenties. My long, slender yet curvy body could still impress and dazzle. Even my 36c breast had held up to the hands of time. Only the slightest bit of sag was detectable. Other than that they were perfect. My late husband had always loved my tits. He would drive me crazy having his mouth on them. Teasing the nipples till they were as hard as pebbles. Nibbling on them sending sparks straight to my pussy. It hurt to think about those days though. Tom had been gone now for two years. I guess I was still in mourning. Satisfied with being a widow and being true to Tom's memory I had declined every single offer to date. I shared my bed with no one. 

That was hard at times. I was always used to amazing and frequent sex, now I had to satisfy myself. Each time I exploded was wonderful but afterwards I lay there and felt as if something was missing. I was never truly satisfied. But alas, I'm letting my mind drift. I pushed away the needy feeling that washed over me suddenly and double-checked my make-up. Perfection. I was a knockout in the short, tight, stylish, little black dress I had on. My shimmering blond hair, deep blue eyes, and plump pink lips looked so awesome with the black. I was thankful once again for dragging myself to the gym every single day. I worked hard for this body and I was not about to let it go to waste in some dowdy boring dress. The doorbell rang. I hurried and slipped on a pair of almost-ridiculously high heeled, strappy shoes. I couldn't resist them. They added to the package and made me feel so sexy. 

I made my way downstairs and opened the door. My breath caught in my throat as I gazed at the man in front of me. My God my daughter has excellent taste! He was gorgeous. He had this lustrous brown hair that was a tad bit disheveled but didn't look skuzzy. His face was chiseled and unblemished. Eyes such an intense green that you almost doubted they were real. His lips might as well have had 'kiss me' written on them. Even in the trendy yet classy apparel he was wearing it was easy to see he had a body that could drive a girl wild. I was instantly hit with a vision of mounting him. I scolded myself for even the though but couldn't deny the oh so tiny fire that was now lit deep in my core. I rarely ever drank but a stiff one sounded good right now. I decided to ask Tom if he would rather skip the restaurant and us go have a drink together. We should get to know each other better. Right? After all he was my little girls new lover.

We walked into the club. I wondered if he thought it embarrassing to be out at a place like this with a woman old enough to be his mother. We were given a half-moon booth, so we sat next to each other. We both ordered. I got a shot of vodka with a beer and he chose a whisky sour.

"So Tom, I hope you don't mind me dragging you here," I said as I tried to avoid those eyes.

"Why would I?" he asked as if he truly couldn't fathom any reason I was implying.

"Tom, honey, I'm old enough to be your mother," I said. He looked at me and a little smile played the corner of his lips. It was the kind of smile that usually appeared when someone was thinking naughty little thoughts in their head but not speaking of them.

"Come on Melissa, you know you don't look anywhere near your age. Your body is even more toned and tight than Kate's. And you certainly have better curves than her. If you don't mind me saying," he said taking a drink of his drink. I felt a little funny. He had been looking at my body. Why would this young man really be checking out my body like that? I was silent for a few minutes. We started to make conversation. He was from a well off family and worked at his fathers law firm. He confessed had done some modeling work in his teens. I wasn't really all that surprised. He was amazingly sexy and intriguing. The more we drank the more we both loosened up. Before I knew it we were talking about Kate's dad. "Kate told me you haven't dated since her father died," he said. I took a shot and swallowed the burning down. "Haven't you been lonely?" he asked.

" Oh very. Especially at night. I lie in that big bed alone and I remember what it was like to have someone next to me. Touching me. Kissing me," I said remembering the feel of lips kissing down my body. I looked up at Tom and he had a strange look in his eyes. It looked almost like lust.

"Melissa, you are so beautiful. U would have no problem finding men. You'd have to beat them off with a stick. With that body,,,you can have any man you want," he said. A tone had crept into his voice as he said this. It sent shivers up my spine. I knew pure lust when I saw it. He wanted me. It was clear now. It hadn't been all in my mind. His eyes on my tits, flirting in his tone. It had been there. 

"I think I kind of want someone to just take me. Not let me say no," I said breathily. My heart beat a bit faster.

"Do you," he asked moving a bit closer to me. His hand was on my thigh. I couldn't believe it. He said my name softly then suddenly his lips were on mine. The kiss was mind-blowing. So must need and want was mixed in it. I gave up fighting it. Completely. I was his. He had claimed me easily with his kiss. As we kissed passionately his hand traveled to the hem of me dress. The kissing became more urgent and his hand slipped to the inside of my thigh. I was on fire already. It had been so long. He touched the thin crotch of my thong. "I'm taking you. U are mine tonight. I'm going to show you exactly what I'm giving to your daughter that makes her ache for me constantly," he growled," for now just a teaser." His index finger hooked the edge of my thong. He kissed my lips and occasionally trailed down my throat. My body froze as his hand first slipped inside my panties and toughed my trimmed bush. I had been trimming it for years and though it had been so long since anyone had seen it I saw no need to let it grow wild. "Nice", he whispered. He caressed the outer lips. He continued kissing me. A finger slipped into me. A small gasp escaped my lips but was swallowed by our kiss. The finger dipped and he brought it to my little achy clit. When he touched it I moaned.

"U like that don't you," he made a little cocky laugh," you are already getting wet." I felt a little ashamed at this. He teased my clit for a few minutes as we kissed. If he kept that up I would lose control. He stopped suddenly. I made a tiny sound of protest. He laughed again. We kissed. His tongue entered my mouth and simultaneously he slipped a finger into my hole. My long ignored hole was so slippery. He broke our kiss. "So wet, just like Kate. So slippery," he whispered. He started to finger fuck me. He added another finger and they slipped in and out. Before I knew it I was rocking my hips to meet his fingers. "Fuck my hand Melissa. Go ahead baby." My body took over. I humped his fingers. Trying to take them deeper. He suddenly pulled them away. I whimpered. He pulled his hands out of my panties. He sniffed his fingers. 

" U smell so good. I'm going to taste you later," he said. He brought his fingers to my nose and had my smell. He wiped them on a napkin and paid our bill. I was about to go crazy with frustration. We left the club and walked towards his car. When we got there we grabbed me and kissed me. "Unzip my pants," he said. I obeyed instantly. I took his manhood out. I admired his equipment in awe. "Your little girl loves it up in her. She says it fills her completely," he said in my ear. 

I shivered at his dirty words. I looked back at his dick. It was about 8 inches long but it was the width that was so impressive. I needed it inside me. "Lick it," he ordered. I lowered myself and gave the tip a little kiss. I darted my tongue around the head. I slid it into my mouth. He was smiling and watching me as I looked up. I began to suck on his hardness. I tasted his manly taste, savoring it. I began to really get into it. "U like it don't you," he asked.

His hips stated to ever so slowly move in rhythm. I made sure I didn't forget to give some attention to his balls. I rolled then around in my mouth while I suckled them gently. Look at me being such a cock hungry slut for this guy half my age. My daughter's boyfriend. I started to suck his cock again. It stretched my jaws and I had to work very hard to deep throat any of it. Tom took hold of the sides of my face. He started to fuck my face. Slowly at first. After awhile my jaw really started to hurt. He began to pick up the pace. He was fucking my mouth. I did my best to keep up. I could feel his dick swelling. I wanted his release to hurry. Finally he grunted and I felt him burst. Rope after rope shot down my throat. He held me in one spot forcing me to swallow or choke. I gulped all his essence down. Finally the last pulse stopped. He let me go and pulled out of my mouth. I was so relieved to be able to close my mouth. I wiped my lips. I watched him putting himself back in his pants. It was still a little hard. I was surprised but so hot and frustrated. I needed release. We got in the car to go back to my daughters.

We entered Kate's bedroom. "Take off all your clothes Melissa. Let me see that body," he said. I obey and slipped out of my clothes. I stood in front of him naked. He walked around me as if inspecting me. "You have such a sweet body for a woman your age. U have taken excellent care of yourself," he said. He stood in front of me close. He started to caress my breast. I bit my bottom lip a little enjoying him attentions. He took a nipple in his mouth. Oh I had always loved the feeling. I moaned. He continued to suck on both tits. He bit the nipples. They were so hard. Everything he did to them sent straight volts to my pussy. It was wet, damn wet. My thighs were even becoming wet when he finally stopped. He started to take off his clothes. I smiled and admired him. His body was better than I had even guessed. It was chiseled and fine cut. So tan and hard. Gorgeous. When his clothes were off he threw me back on the bed forcefully.

"Melissa, I'm fixing to be up inside that slippery little cunt of yours. Are you ready baby?" he asked. I nodded. He spread my legs. He started to push up inside of my pussy. "Your cunt is so tight. Oh baby I'm going to stretch you, just like I did your little girl's lil hole," he told he as he suddenly just shoved inside me. I dug my nails into his shoulders and moaned. 

"Fuck me Tom. Fuck my pussy. It's been so fucking long. I need you. I beg you," I groaned pleading. He started off slow, teasing me. Soon he was pounding into me deep and hard. I loved it. "More Tom. Fuck my cunt. Deeper. Fuck me hard!" I howled. He thrust into me almost savagely. My body had been craving this. It felt so right. We screwed so fast. I was so close. "A little more. I'm fixing... to... CUMMMMM," I screamed as my whole body exploded. My pussy started to gush. He kept fucking me till the waves of pleasure stopped. 

"It felt so good when your cunt spasmed. I'm close. I'm going to keep fucking you till we both explode and your pussy drinks all my cum, slut," he whispered harshly in my ear. That made me so hot. He positioned himself high between my legs and held himself up into a position he had room to move well. He started to fuck me wildly. Like and animal. All I could do was go along for the ride. My body was on fire. Every inch driven crazy. He grunted with every thrust and we both drew closer to climax. I felt so full as he pounded into me. It hurt a little even. I loved it. My body was about to react again. Finally he moaned through gritted teeth, "I'm CUMMING!" and we both released. I came so hard when I felt his cum shooting inside me like liquid fire. My body shook with pure pleasure. We moved together till our bodies became still once again. We were panting. He was slowly softening and finally slipped out of me. Our sweaty bodies were no longer one. I was saddened by that. Cum dribbled out of me slowly. I was so full it. It felt like he had pumped gallons. He kissed me on the lips deeply. I now fully understood the power this man had over my daughter. I fully understood because now he had it over me.