0 comments/ 72321 views/ 49 favorites Rachel and Her Dad, the Stripper By: Kim1989 As her second semester comes to a close, Rachel looks forward to the summer with great anticipation after a grueling freshman year of college. She imagines herself lying on a white, sandy beach, feeling the heat of the warm summer sun against her bronzed skin, sipping on a tropical cocktail, and relaxing to the sound of waves crashing against the shoreline. Her attention returns to reality as her classmates stand and leave the lecture hall now that class has finished. As she walks back to her dorm room, she reaches into her purse and pulls out her pink cell phone, dialing the phone number of her best friend, Tiffany. Rachel listens as the phone rings on the other end of the call. "Hello?" the girl on the other end of the line asks. "Tiffany? Hey, it's Rachel. What are you up to?" Rachel asks. Tiffany answers, "Oh, not much. I'm just packing to get ready for my trip." "Trip? What trip?" Rachel inquires. Tiffany explains, "You don't remember me telling you about it? I told you two weeks ago Tim is taking me to Cozumel on a cruise. I am so excited." As she reaches her dorm room, Rachel thinks back to recent conversations and recalls Tiffany talking about her boyfriend's surprise present. "Oh that's right," Rachel remembers, "Well, I guess I need to pick something to do this summer since you'll be gone." "Why not go visit your parents? You haven't been home since Christmas," Tiffany suggests. Rachel contemplates the idea, "You're right. That's not a bad idea. I think that is what I'll do. Thanks. Well, I hope you and Tim have a great time in Mexico. Bring me back a shot glass." Tiffany laughs, "You bet I will. Bye and have fun." Rachel hangs up the phone and dials her parents' house. She waits and waits as the phone rings. With no answer, she hits the "End" button, and slips it back into her purse. She lies down on her bed and stares at the ceiling. Since classes have finished, she lacks the normal daily grind of homework and studying. A feeling of boredom quickly creeps across her body as she twirls her long, dark, brown hair around her index finger. Despite the inability to reach anyone at her parents' house, she decides to pack her luggage and make the drive, assuming her parents will return home by the time she gets there. She pulls out her suitcase and unzips it on the bed. She opens her closet doors, searches through her dresses, tops, and skirts, and picks a variety of outfit styles, unsure of what she might need to have with her. She lays her selected clothing across the bed and steps over to her dresser. She slides her top drawer open, grabbing different thongs and panty styles. As she pulls them out, she hears a rolling sound. She looks down and sees her "special toy" lying there in full view. She laughs to herself, thinking how different things are compared to just a year ago. Up until her senior year in high school, Rachel was very shy and had never gone beyond kissing a guy. She met Brad that year through mutual friends, and developed a strong romantic connection instantly. She thought he was such a sweet guy, despite constantly having his hands all over her. Gradually, he was able to get Rachel to loosen up and become more adventurous, talking her into performing oral sex and giving him hand jobs. After a few months, he convinced her to relax even further and let them have sex. Relenting, Rachel allowed Brad to penetrate her and something special happened. She had never felt such pleasure before! She began to orgasm almost immediately, drenching Brad's member. Subsequent to that night, Rachel began to crave, yearn, and desire sex. She found herself fantasizing constantly, unable to focus on much else. A month later, Brad could hardly handle her anymore -- Rachel wanted to do it non-stop. He began making excuses, saying he was either too tired or too busy to participate. To cope with her unrequited lust, she began to watch online adult videos while using her hands to play with herself. At first, she was caught off guard -- she couldn't believe how large the penises of the male pornstars were. They were nearly twice the size of her boyfriend's! She watched the facial expressions and body language of their female costars, expecting to see signs of pain and discomfort, but saw looks of extreme pleasure and satisfaction. Rachel became increasingly curious and secretly ordered a couple presents for herself from an online adult store. Her packages arrived the next day, delivered to her front door. She signed for them, thankful they came in boxes wrapped in plain brown paper with no revealing information. She carried them upstairs to her bedroom, locking the door behind her. She opened the boxes and gazed at her life-like, flesh-colored 8" x 3" dildo and her new video, "Teens Like It Big." She unwrapped them from their plastic encasings and put the tape into the VCR. Holding her lengthy toy in hand, Rachel hopped on her bed, watching the opening credits appear on the TV screen. The first scene opened to a young, cute brunette giving a blowjob to a very well-hung stud poolside. Rachel immediately began getting wet, using the tip of the dildo to play with her clit. When the man penetrated the girl on screen, Rachel slipped the dildo inwards and was overrun with newfound, powerful sensations of pleasure. She couldn't believe how much better her large toy felt! She used the dildo to bring herself to climax and experienced the most intense orgasm ever! Rachel collapsed, staring at the sizable plastic appendage in her hand, now convinced that bigger is better. She shakes her head, ending the reminiscing about past sexual exploration. She returns her "special toy" to the back of the drawer, covering it up with socks. Rachel finishes packing and carries her suitcase down to her silver Mitsubishi Eclipse, lifting her luggage into the trunk. She slides into the front seat and begins her journey back home. After 3 hours on the interstate, she finally reaches her parents' house, pulling into the driveway and noticing only her dad's Lincoln Navigator being present. She opens her car door, steps out, and walks up to the front door of the house. She steps inside, looking around for a sign of anyone being home. Rachel walks around and finds her dad, Richard, watching TV in the living room. He looks up, hearing her walk in, "Rachel? This is a surprise." She greets him, "Hi Dad. I know it must be a surprise. I'm sorry. I tried to call, but no one answered. I decided to come back home for the summer and visit with you and Mom." She walks over, kisses him on the cheek, and hugs him around the neck. Richard says, "That's great, but your mom's visiting your aunt for a couple weeks. Actually, you almost missed me too. I'm set to head back to North Carolina in the morning. Since your grandparents moved to the nursing home, I haven't had a chance to go back and check on the old place. Would you be interested in making the trip with me?" Rachel considers her dad's proposition, "Go to North Carolina? I think that'd be fun. I've always wanted to look around the town where you grew up." Delighted to have company, Richard says, "Great! I'm already packed and ready. My plan is to leave in the morning, about 5 a.m. You should go to bed early and be sure to set your alarm." She carries her suitcase upstairs to her old bedroom. She looks around and is pleased not much has changed. She goes into the bathroom, brushes her teeth, and takes out her contacts. She returns to the bedroom, sets the alarm, and plops onto the bed, feeling tired after an exhaustive drive. Richard and Rachel wake up and leave early the following morning, arriving in North Carolina around noon. They spend the entire day touring Richard's hometown as he shows Rachel where he went to high school, where he went to college, the football field where he played high school quarterback, etc. After a long day of sight-seeing, they return to Rachel's grandparents' house and opt to take a nap before going out to dinner. Rachel lies down in the guest bedroom, while her dad lies on the couch in the living room. Both forget to set their alarms and sleep until 9 p.m. - much later than planned. Rachel wakes up and glances at the bedside clock. Realizing the time, she rushes downstairs and rouses her dad awake. They bustle to get ready before the local restaurants close. Rachel takes a quick shower and hurriedly looks through her suitcase, finding only one dress to wear that would be appropriate if they go out afterwards - just in case. She slips into it and fixes her hair and makeup. She pulls out a tiny white thong, not wanting to show any panty lines in her dress, especially from behind. She looks herself over in the mirror, adjusting her dress -- it's a blue-sequined, form-fitting dress with a small slit up the left side. She keeps readjusting the top, trying to cover up her breasts as much as possible, but not succeeding too well. She wonders to herself how she got such a large chest; it definitely does not run in her family. Her mom is pretty flat-chested, and often looks at Rachel's chest with jealousy. She makes one last adjustment, and finally gives up. She pulls out her 4" stiletto gold heels and slips into them, enjoying how they make her 5'4" petite frame feel taller. She strolls downstairs and finds her dad waiting by the door, already dressed in a pair of dark jeans and a sport coat. She notices the glossed-over look in his eyes as he makes a full evaluation of her attire. Richard comments, "I feel underdressed after seeing you in that." Rachel smiles, "Thank you. Don't worry. You look very handsome. That jacket shows off your broad shoulders very well." Widening his shoulders and grinning, Richard replies, "Why do you think I wore it?" He finds himself making a conscious effort not to stare at his daughter's body. Focusing on the task at hand, he says, "We should leave now if we want to catch a restaurant still open." Rachel walks out the front door toward her dad's SUV. Richard locks the door and follows her out. His eyes travel down and become glued to his daughter's ass cheeks in her tight dress. He notices the lack of panty lines, assuming she must be wearing a thong or maybe even less. "So firm...." he thinks to himself. He shakes his head to help erase the inappropriate thoughts forming in his mind. Both get inside the Navigator and Richard drives to the local Chile's restaurant. Walking in, they easily find an open table. The waiter comes by and asks if he can get them anything to drink. Rachel is familiar with the drink specials and knows her dad has no problem with her drinking if he's present, but also realizes she's underage. She orders two cranberry and vodkas, followed by a smile and a wink at the waiter. The young waiter's eyes immediately lower to Rachel's obscene cleavage and replies, "No problem." Richard orders his scotch and the waiter finally places the order after some hesitation to leave. Within a matter of minutes, the young server returns a tray full of drinks, two for each of them. He leaves with a quick glance back at Rachel's dress. She positions her cocktails in front of her, taking a long initial sip. "I love this place. It's two-for-one drinks all the time," she says. Sipping his scotch on the rocks, Richard replies, "You're right. It is a good deal. I guess you don't have much trouble getting drinks despite you're age. You seemed to have the waiter in the palm of your hand." Rachel giggles, "I usually just smile or wink and that seems to get the job done." "I have no doubt about that," Richard says, "You must have quite a few boyfriends." She finishes her first drink, "Actually, none right now. I enjoy being single and like to have my fun when I get the free time." Richard sips his drink and responds, "Good game plan. Being single is a luxury most don't appreciate. I haven't gone out in such a long time because your mom never wants to. I get stuck at home, usually surfing the Internet or watching TV." "Well, that's no fun," Rachel empathizes, "We should plan on doing something fun tonight so you can let loose." Richard chuckles, "I could use it. It's nice to be around someone fun rather than your drab Mom. I'm sorry. I don't mean to talk bad about her; I just need a little change of scenery once in a while." Rachel considers her dad's situation and comes up with an idea, "Maybe you should try to flirt with some women tonight and get back to your old self. It would be ok. I promise I won't tell. I'm sure you could use the boost." "Sounds great," Richard says, smiling wide. "Thanks for looking out for me. Drinks are on me -- my treat. Just in case, I might have to bribe you into secrecy," he kids. As he orders another round, Rachel's eyes rest on her dad's handsome face, then travel down to his muscular chest and large forearms. She thinks to herself, "I can't believe Mom ignores him. He's quite a man." She looks up as he turns to face her again. Richard quizzes her, "So, has college turned you into a wild child? I've known a lot of girls that changed when they moved away." He's unsure if she will tell him the truth, but he knows they've always had open communication. "Honestly, I'm a lot wilder than I was in high school," Rachel blushes, "I used to be very naive and now I like to have all kinds of fun." Richard points to her tight dress, "I believe you. Back then, you never wore clothes like that." She glances down at her cleavage, "I know. I'm much more confident now. I don't mind showing off my assets." Richard snickers, "Obviously. I guess if you've got it, then flaunt it. You've definitely got it." He stops talking before making a fool of himself by saying something inappropriate, and finishes off his third scotch. Rachel enjoys her dad's compliment and wonders if he has been checking her out. "So were you a wild one in college?" Now, it's his turn to blush. "You have no idea," he reveals, "I was probably the wildest one of the bunch. Parties, women, drinking, you name it -- 24/7." Rachel smiles as she learns more about her dad, "Ahhhh, so you were popular with the ladies, huh?" With his buzz coming on strong, Richard answers "Of course. I never spent a night alone. They all wanted my co.....," he pauses, "....risma." He catches himself before making a highly inappropriate comment. The waiter returns to the table with the check, unable to remove his eyes from Rachel. Richard puts his credit card in the check folder and hands it back to the young man. Rachel asks her dad, "Any ideas on what to do tonight?" "I think there's a bar next door," Richard recalls, "I've always had good luck there." Rachel pictures a younger version of her dad surrounded by women fawning over him, "Is that right? Well, then that's where we need to go. We've got to get you some action," she giggles. Richard laughs, "I like your style." Rachel finishes her last drink, stands up, and steps to the restaurant's entrance. As she walks to the front door, Richard notices almost the entire wait staff staring at her, almost molesting her with their eyes. He winks at them as they return looks of jealousy, and walks out the front door behind his daughter. They both walk to the next-door bar; Richard steps up to the bouncer asking if they're still open. The bouncer informs him they have to close early due to a new law. Richard asks him what's still open locally. The bouncer explains, "According to the new law, the only thing that can stay open is the Alley Cat." Richard responds, "Wow, I didn't know the Alley Cat was still open." He walks back over to where Rachel is standing. She asks, "Are they closed?" "Yes, they are. In fact, the only place open is a....well...it's a gentleman's club" he explains. She giggles, "A strip club? You think you could handle that?" He looks down at her with a surprised look, "Me? Handle it? Of course I can handle it. You almost sound like you're up for going." "I told you. I'm wilder now," she says with a devilish grin. He grins back, "I'm going to call your bluff. It's not that far of a walk from where we are now." Rachel follows her dad two blocks over and around the corner to a place with a large neon sign, saying "The Alley Cat". Richard turns to his daughter and suggests, "We might want to keep how we're related to ourselves. Others might think it's odd that a dad and his daughter are in a strip club together." Rachel nods her head in agreement. Richard walks up to the bouncer, pays for both of their cover charges, and they walk inside. The loud beating music, the lowly dimmed lights, the smell of cigarettes and cheap perfume instantly greet both Rachel and her dad. They find a table in the corner of the room and sit down. They look over to the stage and see a redheaded girl dancing around -- she's about 5'9", long red hair, B cup chest, and has a tiny butt. Feeling a little buzzed still from the earlier four drinks, Rachel leans over and asks her dad, "What do you think of her?" pointing to the dancer on stage. He looks in the dancer's direction, gives her the once over, and leans over to Rachel: "Her face is cute, but her body's not my type. I like a girl with more curves -- more upstairs and downstairs if you know what I mean." Rachel giggles and looks back at the girl. At that point, Richard finds his eyes traveling down to Rachel's cleavage, thinking that's exactly what he's talking about. He quickly looks away before getting caught. Rachel looks back at him, "If that's the case, how did you end up with Mom? I'm sorry, that wasn't a very nice thing to say. It just popped in my head." Richard laughs and responds, "I know what you mean. I married her for her personality and because she keeps me out of trouble." Rachel nods, as she understands what he means. All of a sudden they both hear, "Rick?!!" Richard looks over and sees a slightly older blond stripper, with plenty of curves of her own, wearing a white bustier, walking over to him. He squints his eyes and stares at her face, "Maggie?!" He stands up and wraps his arms around the newcomer as she hugs him back. "It's been so long!" she exclaims, and then looks over at Rachel, "I see you've still got it. Your taste hasn't changed a bit." He realizes Maggie is talking about his daughter and quickly introduces them, "Maggie, this is Rachel. Rachel, this is Maggie. Maggie and I are old acquaintances." Maggie smiles and replies, "Something like that." Rachel stands and shakes the dancer's hand. Maggie returns her gaze to Richard, "Mmmmm, it's so good to see you. Why don't you and your girl come up to the VIP area behind the stage? It's just like old times -- leather couches, complimentary champagne, etc." Richard looks at Rachel and shrugs his shoulders, "Well sure....I guess." Both Richard and Rachel follow Maggie upstairs, around the stage, and into a dark room. with black leather couches, trays of champagne glasses, bottles of champagne on ice, and a wall-sized two-way mirror looking out over the stage. Rachel sits down on the first smaller couch, while Richard sits on the large middle couch. Maggie uncorks a champagne bottle and pours three glasses, handing them out. Rachel takes a long sip, feeling the bubbles tickle her nose. She turns her head and is caught off guard as she sees Maggie hop on her dad's lap, straddling him. Maggie looks back at Rachel, "Don't worry. I'm not trying to take your man. I just miss this guy so much." Rachel responds, "That's ok. I'm not worried." Maggie looks back at Richard's face, sitting lower, "Did you miss me?" she asks. She begins to slowly rock back and forth, making sure to push down against his lap. Rachel and Her Dad, the Stripper "Come on, Maggie. You know I did. How could I not," as he looks her body over, feeling his cock stirring between his legs. "I missed you," she answers and then leans in to whisper in his ear, "and your cock". She smiles as she sits back up. Richard looks over to see if his daughter heard Maggie's comment, but Rachel is busy drinking from her glass, looking out over the stage. He whispers back, "It missed you too." Maggie begins to grind harder, feeling Richard's cock swell and grow beneath her, snaking down the leg of his jeans. She whispers, "Mmmmm wow, baby. I almost forgot how big you get." Rachel looks over and sees Maggie grinding against her dad's lap, surprised by how much dry humping is taking place. Richard begins to get worried that things might be getting a little too heated for who was sitting nearby. He pushes Maggie to the side and realizes how much he's sticking out now that he's nearly hard. He mutters, "I need to run to the bathroom" He stands and briskly walks to the door, moving past Rachel, whose eyes glance down and grow wide as she sees the protrusion in his pants. Once her dad has left the room, Rachel dives back into her drink, trying to forget the image she just saw for fear of liking it. She had almost forgotten Maggie was still there until she heard her voice. "So, how did you two meet?" Maggie asks her. Rachel tries to quickly come up with a believable story while drinking more champagne. "We met at the gym a couple weeks ago," she lies. "Oh, so you haven't known Rick for very long?" Maggie inquires. Rachel shakes her head, "No, not really." Maggie sits back on the couch, appearing lost in thought, "You lucked out. Rick's such a hottie. I really miss working with him." With a surprised look, Rachel investigates, "You two worked together?" Maggie notices Rachel's bewildered expression, "He didn't tell you? Oh I'm sorry. He must have been keeping it a secret. I'm sure you're going to find out anyways. Rick used to be one of our male strippers here when he was in college." Eyes wide, Rachel pushes the issue, "Are you joking?" Maggie smiles at her astonishment, "Not at all, sweetie. I'm very serious. He was the best of the best. He made a lot of money from bachelorette parties, birthday parties, etc. We used to call him Rick the Dick." Puzzled, Rachel asks, "Why that nickname?" "You mean you haven't noticed?" Maggie asks. "He's got a big....." she holds her hands up about a foot apart, palms faced towards each other. Rachel's face becomes flushed with heat generated by embarassment and excitement simultaneously. "I had no idea...." Maggie smiles at Rachel's reaction, "Have you ever been with a well endowed man before?" Rachel timidly replies, "No, never." Maggie judges her response, "You're very shy, aren't you?" "A little," Rachel reveals. At that point, Richard returns after having finally softened himself enough to not poke through his jeans. "I hope you girls weren't talking about me." "All good things," Maggie answers, "In fact, Rachel said she wants to give you a lap dance." Rachel retorts, "I did not!" Richard sits on the couch, unsure of what's going on, "What do you mean?" "Maybe she didn't say exactly say so, but I'm sure she'd love to give you one. I know how much you love them." Maggie walks over to Rachel, takes her hand, and leads her back over to Richard. Rachel looks at her dad with a panicked expression, wondering how they are going to escape Maggie's agenda. At this point, Richard can only shrug his shoulders, not wanting to reveal to Maggie that Rachel is his daughter. Maggie turns Rachel around, facing her away from her dad, and pushes her shoulders down, forcing Rachel to sit on Richard's lap. "There we go. Now just rub your hips in circles," Maggie teaches. Rachel realizes the futility of her resistance, "Ok, Maggie. But this will be quick." She begins to move her hips from side to side to the beat of the music. She feels something swell beneath her butt that almost feels like a beer bottle or a small baseball bat. Richard looks down and sees his daughter's firm ass rubbing against his crotch, unable to control his cock as he feels it lengthening across his leg. "Ohhhhh" "Now lean back against him," Maggie further instructs. Rachel leans back, giving Richard a direct view down her top, amazed at how large and perky her 19 year old breasts are. He feels his cock getting rock hard and pressing back against his daughter's ass, helpless to control it. Maggie spreads Rachel's legs and lifts them over the outsides of Richard's knees, putting even more pressure against his crotch. Rachel's dress begins riding up as she grinds into her father, with the front of her white thong slowly coming into view. Maggie sits back, watching, being entertained by the performance in front of her. She grabs Richard's hands and puts them on Rachel's inside lower thigh, about 6 inches from her knees. He tenses up as his hands make contact with Rachel's smooth bronzed skin. He tries to hold them still, but with all the motion, they begin to slide back and forth in short strokes. He admires the tone of his daughter's leg muscles and how soft they still feel beneath his large hands. At this point, Rachel has her eyes closed, almost forgetting who she's on, accidentally whispering, "God, it's so big." She opens her eyes as soon as she realizes what she said, hoping her dad didn't hear. Richard smiles, realizing his daughter is enjoying his large cock. He presses his hips into her and his hands begin making longer strokes against her thighs. Maggie senses the escalating intensity of the sexual attraction, "I'm going to go check on the other girls. I'll let you two have some private time." Rachel notices her dad's hands slowly inching down her leg, now 6 inches from her pelvis. Once Maggie steps out, Rachel slowly climbs off her dad's lap and stands up, adjusting her dress, acting as if nothing happened. "Whew! That was close. Good thing I'm a good actress." Richard follows her lead, "Me too. Sorry, that was unexpected." He tries to adjust himself and make his bulge a little less noticeable. Rachel glances down and sees him try to hide it, but knows he has no chance in doing so. "We had better head out...I mean...leave while we can." They slip out the door to the VIP room, down the stairs, and nearly exit the building before running into Maggie again. "That was quick" she says. Rachel tries to cover up their escape, "You know Rick. A girl can't last very long with him." Richard smiles and gets excited when he hears his daughter's explanation. "Yeah, Maggie, you know what kind of magic I bring to the table," he says as he grabs his crotch. Maggie smiles and hugs him, "You guys go home and have fun. Do everything you know I'd do." She waves them goodbye as they walk back around the block to the restaurant parking lot. They get into the car and drive back home without saying much to each other, both lost in thought. Richard pulls into the driveway and puts the SUV in park. They get out and walk into the house, turning lights on in the living room and dining room. Rachel sits down on the couch, crossing her legs. Richard moves into the kitchen area, noticing a small rack of wine bottles next to the refrigerator, "How about a glass of wine?" She thinks for a second, "I'm feeling pretty buzzed right now, but I can always use another drink. I love wine." He finds the corkscrew and opens a bottle of Merlot, pouring two glasses halfway full. He carries them into the living room, hands Rachel one, and sits down on the opposite end of the couch. "So tonight was a pretty wild night, wasn't it?" Rachel giggles, "That's the understatement of the year. Your friend Maggie is quite a fan of yours. In fact, she was kind enough to let out a secret about you." Richard's face drops, "What secret? What did she tell you?" "She told me you used to work at the Alley Cat - as a stripper" she tells him. He brings the palm of his hand up to slap his forehead, "Damnit, Maggie!" Rachel gauges his reaction, "So it's true?" Richard drops his head, "Yes, it's true. No one was supposed to find out." Rachel laughs and claps her hands, "Don't be embarrassed about it. I hear you were the cream of the crop." Richard lifts his head back up, smiling, "Yes, those were good times. I could have any girl I wanted. In fact, I think I still have some tape recordings the girls made for me as souvenirs." Rachel's gives a look of curiosity, "Oh really? That would be funny to watch." Richard looks at her, feeling a little daring from all the alcohol he's consumed, "I'll go get them." Rachel watches as he leaves to go find the tapes, drinking large gulps of wine, unsure of how serious her dad is. He returns with a VHS tape in his hand. "This one was a mix of different events I was hired for." He looks at her, "You sure you want to see this?" She replies, "After tonight, nothing surprises me anymore" He nods his head in agreement and puts the tape into the VCR. He hits play and sits back down on the couch. The screen turns blue, then opens up to a younger version of my dad, dancing on a stage, wrapped in only a towel. He makes his way through the crowd of women as they reach out and fondle the bouncing protrusion between his legs. "Oh god, here it comes" he says. On screen, he returns to the stage and unwraps his towel, revealing a long, hanging cock resting against a pair of egg-sized balls. He reaches down and twirls his penis in a helicopter motion, making the crowd erupt with screams and applause. Rachel's eyes become fixated on her dad's naked body, astounded by how sexy he is when he dances. Rick the Dick returns to the audience level, carrying his towel over his shoulder. Girls raise their hand, he walks over to them, wraps a towel around their head, and they open their inviting mouths for him to slip his cock into. Rachel watches as various women try to swallow as much as they can, but none can manage the whole length. "I bet you enjoyed that job, or jobs I should say." Richard replies, "You have no idea. What guy wouldn't love it?" The screen changes to a birthday party at a private house with her dad dancing around in his birthday suit. Within minutes, there are three girls knelt down in front of him, taking turns wrapping their lips around his manhood. He enjoys the alternating suction for a while, then picks up the birthday girl, bends her over, and stands there, watching. She begins to beg for him to stick his cock in her. He laughs and gives into her pleas. She writhes and screams for almost 10 minutes before falling onto her couch, unable to move a muscle. "Talk about a birthday present," Rachel jokes, "Looks like she got more than planned." "You don't even know. The video camera cut out the rest of the party. The other two girls got in line and got the same treatment," Richard brags. The scene shifts to a bachelorette party back at the Alley Cat. Richard is once again naked, but this time he's standing at the front edge of the stage as a woman wearing a bridal veil sits in a chair on the floor beneath him. He starts to furiously stroke his cock until he explodes all over her, drenching her face. The crowd erupts with cheers and applause. "No way!" Rachel exclaims, as she's shocked by how much white splatter came out of her dad's penis. "I only do those on special request. The girls see it as a good luck charm," he explains. The screen returns to a blue screen as the video comes to an end. Rachel sits there, almost in disbelief at how hot her dad has made her. Her emotions are conflicted with feelings of sexual desire complicated by moral standards. Richard senses the awkward silence and pulls the tape out of the VCR. "So that was my old job. Pretty funny, right?" Rachel giggles, "Very surprising is more like it. You had those women almost jumping out of their pants." "I had moves back then. Your mom is never interested in seeing them, so I'm sure they've gotten rusty," he laments. Rachel laughs a little, "Oh, come on. It's not like you need practice. It looks to me like it comes very natural to you." She pauses in thought, "Why not try them out here?" Richard appears flabbergasted by his daughter's proposition, "You mean, right here? In front of you?" "Yes, silly, that's what I mean. I've never had a professional striptease before," she confesses, with a very slight drunken slur. "How about I promise to be completely honest about how well you can dance now? It's not like I haven't seen you naked before, obviously." He contemplates the idea, "Well, watching that video has brought back a lot of fond memories. I do miss it." His eyes make their away along his daughter's tight blue dress, "Ok, I'll do it. But don't think I'm going to tone it down at all. I always give 110%." "That's fine with me. I want the real deal," Rachel replies. She attempts to quell the excitement building inside herself, forgetting who it is that will be performing for her, focusing solely on the object of sexual desire she is about to encounter. Richard strolls over to the dimmer switch and lowers the lights. He turns on the stereo, searching for an appropriate song. He walks to the bathroom, grabs a large white towel, and brings it back to the living room. He positions himself in the center of the open space, and begins to dance back and forth, pulling off his sport jacket and tossing it to the floor. He sees his daughter's eyes watching him, checking out his tall, muscular body. Rachel cheers, "Whoohoo! He feels more motivated and pulls off his shirt, showing off his chest and arms, flexing for Rachel to see. He unbuttons and unzips his jeans, pulling them down to his ankles. He steps out of them, stands up, and continues dancing. Rachel's attention is drawn to her dad's underwear, eyes growing wide as she watches his growing member bounce around in his boxer briefs. Richard takes the white towel and wraps it around his waist. He faces away from her and bends over, slipping his underwear off while leaving the towel intact. He resumes his romping, his cock obviously growing and clearly visible from beneath the towel. He walks over, closer to Rachel, and gyrates in front of her. Motionless, Rachel sits in awe. Her eyes fixed on the bobbing tool less than a foot from her face. She feels almost scared to move, afraid of bumping into it. He lifts his leg and props it on the side of the couch next to her. He unwraps his towel, and reveals his semi-hard cock shaking in front of her, laughing while he does. She stares at it, thinking it looks so much bigger in real life compared to the video. "Seems like you've still got your moves. No worries there. And you are definitely still....ummm....large." He brings it closer to her face, accidentally brushing her cheek with the tip. "You think this is big? Wait until I get really hard." He slaps her cheek a couple times with the side of his shaft, laughs, and pulls back. He steps back a couple feet and strokes his cock, until it gets fully hard. The length reaches nearly 10", requiring two hands to stroke. "See? Now it's a monster." He moves back in and rubs it along the side of her face, "Huge, isn't it?" Rachel holds her head still, enjoying the sensation of her dad's massive cock sliding against her cheek. "You bet it's huge. Maybe you should have been a pornstar," she laughs. He smiles and sits down on the couch next to her. "I had offers, but I figured stripping was as far as I wanted to go. It's not like I wasn't getting laid anyways," he chuckles. "You know, I'd really like it if you gave me another lap dance -- this time with a little more effort. Maggie was right; I do love a good one." "After a show like that, I guess I do owe you one" she says smiling, pulling her eyes away from between her dad's legs. She gets up and stands about three feet in front of her dad's naked body. Her taut legs spread apart, balanced in her high heels, waiting for the next song on the radio to begin. She looks down at her dad and gets the impression he's not trying to cover up at all. In fact, it seems like he's positioning his hips to where his erect cock is sticking out even more, seemingly very proud of it. His left hand rests on his inner thigh with his fingers gently brushing the base of his penis and his oversized smooth sac. She finds herself getting increasingly turned on, thinking of all the dirty thoughts that had to be going through his mind because they were definitely going through hers. She turns away from him and moves her hips side to side as a new song starts. The lower edge of the back of her dress unknowingly rises up, revealing the very bottom of her ass cheeks. She backs up a few steps, now standing between her dad's legs, and bends over much more; the dress now only covering the top half of her butt. Richard's eyes are mesmerized by the beautiful ass in front of him, only momentarily remembering it's his daughter's. He hasn't felt his cock swell this much in years. He resists the strong temptation to reach out and grab the tan-colored cheeks shaking within arms reach. Rachel slowly lowers herself, rubbing her ass cheeks against her dad's pulsing erection. She feels how hard she has gotten her dad, glancing back at him, "Am I doing ok? I know I'm not a professional like you." "You're doing an ok job. Not too bad for only your second attempt. Here, move more like this." He places his large hands on the sides of her ass and positions her to where his long cock is laying right in her ass crack. "Much better," he says, "Now lean back against me." He places his hands on her shoulders and helps her lean back against him. He looks down and stares at his daughters large round breasts partially hidden in the top of her dress. "You're getting there, but most professional strippers would at least have their top down. It gives the customer something to look at." Rachel hesitates, "I guess I should make a decent effort to give a lap dance similar to what you're used to." She reaches up and pushes her straps off her shoulders and pulls down the top of her dress, as her breasts pop out, free from constraint. Richard says, "Good. That's very nice. If you ever wanted to work as a stripper, you definitely have the body for it." His eyes transfixed on the large perky breasts bouncing below him. "You have great tits, which are perfect for stripping." "Thank you. Well-endowment must run in the family. It makes us sexually irresistable," she giggles in response. He laughs, "I agree. I know from experience that women can't seem to get enough of a cock with my size. Just out of curiosity, is that how you like them too?" She blushes, "I've never been with a man who had a big penis, especially not like yours." "You're missing out," he pushes harder against her, "Do you think you would ever want to?" Rachel answers, "I've thought about it a lot actually. I even went and bought this big dildo to try it out. Now I'm convinced that the saying is true -- bigger is better." As they rub together, Richard's cock pops up between her legs, resting against the front of her thong. "You're right about that. Take a good look at it. Can you imagine how much that would fill you up, especially since you're so small? I would probably break you," he jokes. Rachel stares down at the long pole resting against her silk-covered pussy. She thinks the whole situation feels so surreal. She has often fantasized of this experience for such a long time. Now that it's happening, she's not sure if she can control herself much longer. "Wow, that feels so soft. Is that silk?" He rubs his shaft up against her, harder, exciting her clitoris. Rachel and Her Dad, the Stripper She concentrates on remaining in control as he rubs against her, "Ummmmm, yes it is. I love how soft it feels too. That's why I bought them" she explains. "Yeah, that's nice. I might have to buy your mom a pair of those," Richard says as he begins to rub harder against the white silk material. "They do feel good, but professional exotic dancers, the high tier ones, don't wear panties either. They go fully nude." "If you weren't such a good stripper, then I wouldn't have such high standards," she giggles. Her right hand reaches under the side of her dress, unties her thong, pulls them off, and lays them on the couch cushion. She slides back down, resting her bare pussy against her dad's swollen shaft as he begins to rub against her. "Now you're a pro. I think your pussy might be softer than your silk thong," Richard says. As his cock slides against her, her wetness slickens his shaft. "Feels like you're having a good time. You must really like a big cock." he jokes. "Well, look at this thing," Rachel says as she reaches down and pulls his cock to rest against her stomach, rubbing her hands all over it. She looks down and sees the streaks of precum he's leaked across her skin. Richard feels his daughter's small hands on his cock "Your hands are so tiny along with the rest of you. I bet you could just lean over and almost suck on it right there if you wanted to," he kids. "Let's see...." She leans down and wraps her pouty lips around his penis, running the tip of her tongue around the underside of the thick mushroom head. Her tongue runs across the slit, licking up the pre-cum that didn't leak onto her stomach. Surprised by her boldness, Richard decides to push the envelope, "See? I knew you could do it. For such a small girl, you've got a big tongue. But I bet you can't lean over anymore than that." Always the competitive type, Rachel opens her mouth and lets her dad's wide cock slip past her lips, inch by inch. Her throat relaxes to swallow more, increasing her suction. Her small hand grips the thick cock at its base, and her head makes slight bobbing movements to help her throat adjust. She can feel his hips pushing himself further into her, placing his hand gently on the back of her head. She manages to stuff the last remaining girth past her lips, having his entire immense cock buried in her throat, holding it there so he can feel it. "Oh my god, Rachel! No one's ever swallowed my entire cock before! You're amazing!" Richard screams. He sits on the couch in astonishment, never having felt his whole cock being swallowed. For him, it's a feeling of ultimate pleasure. Who knew his daughter could suck like that? Rachel's head starts to move in a bobbing fashion, up and down. Her lips slide along his shaft very slowly, pulling it all the way out then pushing it all the way back in. Being a former gymnast makes Rachel very flexible. She stops sucking her dad's cock, and leans down even further than before. Her long tongue begins to circle around his enormous, smooth balls while her hands continue to stroke the shaft. Richard takes his large hands and holds her on top of him as he lies down on the couch. He reaches under and brings her legs back towards his head, placing her bald pussy right at his face. He gets a whiff of perfumed lotion, faintly smelling like strawberries. Richard takes his wide tongue and gently rubs between her lips. He circles her clit, staying around the exterior, teasing her. He feels her pussy lower against his face, his tongue diving deep into her as he squeezes her ass cheeks. He can hear her get louder and louder, feeling the vibrations of her moans against his pulsing cock. His tongue snakes its way around her pussy, flicking her clit with the tip, and then finds its way to her perfect little asshole, just gently teasing it. Rachel feels one of her dad's large fingers slip into her sopping pussy. She pushes herself against it, her body language indicating her pleasure. She continues to deepthroat her dad's immense cock as he begins to buck his hips into her mouth. Rachel tries to cope with the facial impaling, fighting her gag reflex, making loud slurping noises. She feels her dad slip in another finger, working to loosen her pussy up. She pulls his cock out of her mouth and slaps it against her outstretched tongue. "Fuck Dad! I can't wait to see what this thick cock feels like." In response, Richard lifts his daughter's head, her mouth making a "pop" noise from the strong suction. He wiggles out from underneath her and gently pushes her on her back on the couch. Richard kneels between her spread legs, rubbing the tip of his cock against her wet pussy lips as she gazes with anticipation and trepidation due to his size, not sure if she can handle it. She doesn't have much time to think about it as he pushes himself past her pussy lips and slides his cock to the hilt. She notices he's holding it there, letting her feel his full mammoth dick. Her face scrunches up with discomfort at first, but gives way to intense pleasure and stimulation. "Holy Fuck!" she screams. Richard looks down and watches his wide penis pumping in and out of her, glancing at her facial expressions as she moans wildly, shaking her head. He turns her around, positioning her butt on the arm of the couch, angling it upwards. He lifts her legs up in the air and rests her heels against his chest. He wraps his arms around her upright legs and uses them as handles as he picks up the pace. "God, Rachel. You've got the tightest pussy I've fucked in years." Rachel uses her flexibility to take her legs and bring them back to her head, putting her pussy in prime position, without hindrance. She sees her dad's eyes grow wide in amazement then overcome with lust. She feels his big hands rest against the back of her thighs, spreading her lips open. Richard can't believe how Rachel is bending like that, but he absolutely loves it. He lifts the head of his cock, slaps it against her wet lips, then rams himself back into her. He reaches down and plays with her clit as he glides into her. He notices that she seems to be getting more and more out of control. She begins squeezing her tits, gently twisting her nipples, wildly yelling, "Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard you big bastard!" Encouraged, Richard flips his daughter over, having her sit on all fours. He walks up behind her and reaches down to grope her firm, round ass with one hand while slapping his cock against her with the other. He traces the head of his dick down the crack of her ass until it reaches her pussy and slowly slides his thick member inside, enjoying the vacuum sensation. Richard grips her ass and uses it to propel himself back and forth into his daughter. He playfully slaps her ass cheeks as she pushes back against him. Then, he leans over and places his large hands on her shoulders, ferociously slamming his enormous endowment into the tiny opening of his daughter's pussy. After nearly ten minutes of continual pummeling, Richard pulls out and sits on the couch. Rachel remains still, trying to recover from the penile assault her father just gave her. She can't believe how much better the real penis of a hung man feels compared to her toy. She realizes he is no longer touching her and looks back to see why he stopped. Stroking his long cock, Richard looks at his daughter and points to his erection, "I want you to come sit on it." Rachel smiles and crawls over to him, already a little sore. She lifts her right leg over his lap, straddling him. She sits up high, positions the head of his cock against her pussy lips, and slides all the way down with no resistance, her eyes returning to their lustful composition. She begins to ride him slowly, leaning back and resting her hands on his knees. She sees her dad's eyes travel down, mesmerized by her smooth pussy enveloping his penis. She closes her eyes to fully appreciate the lengthy penetration, biting her lower lip as she enjoys her dad's cock. She opens her eyes as she feels her dad's fingertips rubbing around her clit, pushing her over the edge. She can't help but sit up and ride faster, bouncing up and down on him. She pulls his head in, placing his mouth against her right nipple. Richard doesn't think twice as his daughter's firm breasts are pressed against his face. He instinctively wraps his lips around her nipple, sucking and using his tongue to tickle the medium-sized areolas. He moves over to the other side, repeating the same motions, and starts to alternate between the two. Rachel reaches down and places her dad's hands on her ass cheeks, each hand almost entirely covering a whole cheek. She loves how his tongue is dancing around her nipples, making her even wetter. She brings her knees up, sitting on her dad's cock in a squatting position, allowing her to ride him harder. She places her hands around his neck as he repositions his hands underneath her ass. She swings her hair around to one side as she glances down at the massive cock disappearing inside her. She bounces up and down, her ass cheeks slapping against her dad's legs. She leans in and whispers, "Please don't stop. You're going to make me cum. I've never gone this quickly before." She holds her head back, starting to scream, "Fuck! I love your big, fat cock!" She tenses up and begins to shake violently, "OOOOOOOHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSS!!! I'M CUMMMMINNNNGGG!!!" She continues to shake, drenching Richard's appendage. She collapses on top of him, as she slows down and just lets his cock sit inside her. She smiles, "Mmmmmm that was the best orgasm I've ever had." Richard feels as if he's in a dream, finding it hard to believe his beautiful daughter just came on his cock. He smiles and continues to lift her ass up and down, "I still need to finish." Rachel reaches behind her and rubs his swollen balls, "I can tell. It feels like you haven't gotten off in a week or two." She grins devilishly, climbs off of his lap, and kneels on the floor. "I want you to cum on me like you did the woman in the video." Richard returns the lascivious grin, stands up, and positions himself in front of her. She looks up at him - her diminutive form paling in comparison to his football player build. He lays his cock across her face, being the longer of the two. He sees her smile and kiss the meat sitting on her. "So you're going to suck me off, baby?" Without saying a word, Rachel opens her mouth and slips his cock back into her mouth. She braces herself against his muscular thighs, squatting down in her heels, and spreads her knees. She slides his cock past her lips and down her throat until her nose brushes against his trimmed pubic hair. Her tongue escapes her over-filled mouth and makes its way down to her dad's balls. Richard places his hands on the back of his daughter's head, holding it there. His hands shift to the sides of her face as he begins to pump himself past her soft lips. He looks down and sees her hands have traveled down between her legs, playing with herself. He's amazed as his large cock almost magically disappears into her tiny mouth. Richard pulls his cock out and slaps it against both of her cheeks before plunging it back in. He slightly bends his knees and starts to pound his penis into her throat. He can hear her loud gurgling noises as drool begins to drip from the side of her mouth. He feels his cock tense up, "Oh god! I'm going to cum all over you!" He pulls out, seeing his daughter keep her mouth wide open. He furiously strokes his cock until he explodes, initially shooting over Rachel. He lowers his aim and shoots right past her lips. He fills her mouth and continues to shoot rope after rope of cum, covering her face then drenching her perky tits. As her dad covers her, Rachel continues to play with herself and brings herself to climax for a second time. She grabs his cock to hold her up as she trembles and has another orgasm. Once Richard finally finishes, Rachel kneels there in disbelief at the size of her dad's ejaculation. With a large swallow, she forces down the high amount of cum he spent into her mouth, nearly choking on it. She notices him watching her as she tries to clean herself off, licking her cum-covered lips. She starts laughing in awe of his performance. "Wow, Dad. That was amazing. I've never seen a guy shoot so much before." Richard smiles, "There's more where that came from. That was the best sex I've had since my days as a stripper. I'd love to get some of that on a regular basis." Rachel looks up at him and raises an eyebrow, "I can't wait."