0 comments/ 173275 views/ 17 favorites Tulsa By: Sadie26 I was 18, fresh out of high school and looking forward to what the future had in store for me. It had been a tough year. My parents got divorced, my boyfriend of 2 years broke up with me for the head bitch cheerleader of our school's football team and my grades had not been what they should be. So I was looking for something to, shall I say, relieve some stress. I had no idea just how stress relieving this summer would be. I came home to find my father packing. "Where are you going?", I asked. "I have a business trip in Tulsa, I'll be gone a week", he answered. 'Wow, sounds cool dad, to bad I can't go", I said, trying to sound like a little girl. Daddy laughed at me. "What? You wanna go?", he asked surprisingly. "Well yeah!!!", I answered enthusiastically. "Ok, well my plane leaves in a few hours, go pack while I call the airline to book another seat", he said. I couldn't believe it, I was going to Tulsa. Now you have to understand that I've never been out of this small Florida town I live in, so this was a big deal. I ran upstairs to my room, excitedly tearing thru my closet, trying to find my suitcase. I had no idea what to pack. A bathing suit? Jeans? Sweatshirts? Or just shorts and t-shirts, so I packed virtually every stitch of clothing I owned. Wow, where did this come from? I thought to myself, holding up a pink thong bikini. This must be one of Mom's old bathing suits. Oh well, let's try it on anyway. As I undressed in front of my mirror I began to realize why all the boys were paying so much attention to me. My breasts had really filled out, I had a nice ass and legs to die for. I finished sliding the thong on, the material up my ass crack felt kinda strange, but I looked good in it nonetheless. Just then, my father knocked on the door and pushed it open slightly. "Honey", he said, poking his head thru the door. "Yes daddy?", I asked. "Honey, I'm sorry, I wasn't able to get another ticket, I'm afraid you'll have to stay here." "Awww daddy!!", I moaned, "I really wanted to go". "I know precious, and I'm sorry, there's just nothing I can do." "Oh it's ok daddy, I know you tried", I said in a disappointed tone, falling onto my bed. "Wow!! that's a great bathing suit honey, where did you get that?", he asked. "I have no clue, I found it in my dresser as I was packing", I answered. Daddy came over and sat next to me on the bed. "You know baby, I really am sorry, you know Daddy tried", he said in a low tone. "I know daddy", I said, sitting up, "I just really wanted to go, that's all." "I know baby, maybe next time", he said smiling, rubbing my shoulders. I have to admit, the massage felt good. "Mmmm", I moaned. "Oh you like that huh?", he asked. "Mmmm, very much so daddy", I said, leaning my head forward. "Good, daddy likes to make his baby feel good", he said, smiling. To this day, I still don't know what possessed me but for some unknown reason, I reached over and placed my hand on daddy's thigh ..... suddenly, the massage stopped. "I'm sorry daddy", I said quickly, taking my hand away. Just then daddy reached over, taking my chin into his hand, lifting my face up. He gently moved closer to me, kissing my pouty lips. It was the most amazing kiss I had ever experienced. His lips were so soft, so warm. I was melting. I began to feel all these feelings, but never one time asking myself ...... Why am I kissing my father? That moment, that kiss, everything, just felt so right. Daddy reached over while we were kissing and began to fondle my tits, rubbing them softly and tweaking my nipples. I put my hand back on his thigh, this time inching my way to his cock, which was already poking out from his brown dress slacks. His kiss moved from my lips to my neck, gently biting and sucking my flesh as I leaned my head over, allowing him total access. His breath was hot and heavy in my ear, I could hear his heart thumping, or maybe it was mine. I didn't know or care. "Take off your clothes baby", he whispered in my ear. I stood in front of him, slowly untying the bathing suit top from around my neck. My tits bounced freely from their restraints. My nipples were like tiny pink rocks, so hard and tingly. Daddy licked his lips as he examined my tits. "Now take the bottom half off baby", he instructed me. Slowly I slid my fingertips into the waistband of the bikini bottom. My hands were trembling slightly, not from fear, but from anticipation. Sliding it off my hips, seductively exposing the small patch of blonde hair that hid my pussy. As I stood in front of daddy, completely naked, I could feel my pussy becoming wet. Daddy pulled me to him, immediately taking my left nipple into his mouth, sucking it like a starving baby. His warm hands rubbed my ass as his finger teased my hole. I could hear him moaning in between sucks, this made me so hot. His mouth felt so good on my nipple. Just then, he released his grip on my ass. His hand wandered down to his slacks as he tugged on the zipper. "Let me do that daddy", I whispered. Daddy stood up as my petite little fingers worked his zipper, allowing them to fall to his ankles. One by one I unsnapped the buttons on his shirt, revealing his hairy, gorgeous chest. "You ever sucked cock baby?", he asked me, looking down and running his fingers thru my hair. "Yes daddy, may I suck yours?", I asked as I massaged his shaft which was now beginning to throb in my hand. "Yes baby, suck your daddy's cock, suck it good", he moaned as his hands gently pushed down on my shoulders, pushing me to my knees. Mmmm, his cock was so fat. I loved the way it felt throbbing in my mouth. I wasted no time. Immediately I began kissing and sucking the tip while I rubbed his balls gently. I looked up with his cock in my mouth. Daddy was looking right at me, so much lust in his eyes it made me drip. "Ohhh baby", he moaned, "Don't stop babygirl, I've been wanting you to suck my cock for a long time." Slowly my mouth made its way down his shaft, using my tongue to massage every vein that throbbed. His grip on my hair became tighter and I could feel his hips gently moving back and forth, fucking my mouth. I picked up the pace until I was deepthroating him with very swift motions. His cock felt so good as it massaged my tonsils, opening my throat with every thrust. "Oh baby, don't stop, daddy's gonna cum", he moaned. Within seconds I tasted his warm, thick cum on my tongue, drizzling down my throat. "Mmmm, swallow it baby, swallow daddy's seed", he groaned, still using my hair to move my head up and down his cock. After he stopped, I stood up. I wrapped my arms around him and opened my mouth, showing him his cum in a puddle on my tongue. Teasingly, I swirled it around a few times, then finally swallowing it. Daddy and I kissed again, our tongues dancing in a seductive tug of war. He then took my hand, instructing me to lie down on the bed. "Lie on the edge baby", he whispered. Mmmm, his cock looked so beautiful, all wet and glistening with my saliva. Daddy stood between my legs, gently parting them so that I was spread eagle. "I wanna taste you", he whispered, licking his lips. And before I could answer him, his mouth was buried in my pussy! Oh God, I thought to myself, this is the best tongue lashing I've ever gotten! I raised my legs and wrapped them around daddy's neck, using my legs to push his mouth closer. I wanted him as close to my pussy as I could get him. Deeper and deeper he thrust his tongue, the tip of his nose rubbing my clit. My body went into overdrive as I arched my back and thrust my dripping box closer to his mouth. He responded by nibbling my clit, sucking and gently biting it. Then inserting 2 fingers deep into me. His fingers are thick so this almost sent me over the edge. I began moaning, louder and louder with every thrust of his fingers. His licking and sucking became more and more forceful as I reached between my legs, grabbing his head and pushing it further into me. "Oh God daddy!!!!!", I screamed, "Oh oh oh oh daddyyyyyyyyy, I'm cummingggggggg!!!!" Like a raging river, I exploded all over his face, coating him with my sticky sweet juices. He removed his fingers and slid them in my mouth. Mmmmm, I was on fire! After my body stopped shaking, daddy stood up, still between my legs. "You want this cock baby?", he asked me, stroking his throbbing, massive member. "Oh yesss daddy, please!!", I begged. With that said, daddy was inside me. OH MY GOD!!, I thought to myself. My daddy is huge!!! He wasted no time. He quickly began pumping me with hard, deep, slow strokes. His movements shook the entire bed, not to mention my body. My nails raked up and down his back as he kissed me wildly. His strokes became faster and a little harder. The weight of his body pressed down on me. He slid his hands up underneath my shoulders, using them as leverage to pull me down further to his cock. "Fuck baby, you feel so fucking good on daddy's cock", he moaned in my ear. "Tell daddy you love him fucking you baby, tell him!", he insisted. "Yes daddy, I love your cock inside me, I want you to fuck me forever", I moaned. Just then, daddy stopped. "On your hands and knees baby", he whispered. I got up and rolled over on my hands and knees, my ass high in the air. Daddy's hands began rubbing my tight little ass again. His finger exploring the outer rim of my asshole. "You have a sexy fuckin asshole baby", he said. "Thank you daddy", I whispered. "Daddy wants it, daddy wants to take that sexy fucking asshole", he moaned. "Daddy, it's going to hurt", I whispered, almost whimpering. "No it won't baby, daddy would never hurt you", he assured me. Just then, I felt something warm on my asshole. Daddy had spit to lubricate it. Preparing to fuck his daughter up the ass. "I'll be gentle baby, just relax", he whispered. And slowly he began sliding his massive cock into my virgin asshole. Inch by inch I could feel it spreading me. "Ohhhhhh!", I moaned, gripping the blanket on the bed beneath me. Then, before I realized it, daddy was completely inside me. Pumping and thrusting his cock into my ass. Oh God, he felt so good. He was so in control of my young body, his cock was so dominating. His hands gripped my hips, gently digging his nails into my flesh. I could feel his nutsack slapping my ass cheeks. I was so hot. I reached down and slid my fingers onto my clit, furiously rubbing and raping it. The walls of my asshole tightened around daddy's cock, massaging and milking it as he fucked me. "OH BABY!!!! OH FUCK, BABY, I'M CUMMING, OH GOD BABY!!!!!", he screamed as he pumped my ass. Just then, I begin to cum also. My clit vibrated and buzzed on my fingers as daddy's cum filled my asshole. Shot after shot I could feel his warm juice coating my insides. "OH GOD DADDYYYYYYYYY, OH YESSSSSSSS!!!!", I screamed as I came all over my fingers. Daddy began to slow the pace down until he was soft again. He gently smacked my ass, then pulled out of me. He and I both collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily and sweating. So what if I didn't get to go to Tulsa. Having sex with daddy was so much better! Tulsa Tulsa. It wasn't my choice, but I had to go. The first company to take the plunge on one of our new products was there, and as part of their purchase contract they got a week of my services. I'd spend the days troubleshooting, and the nights back at the hotel writing reports. As busy as I was going to be, it was probably for the best that I wasn't going to be someplace more interesting. I'd hate to spend days hunched over a computer and nights in front of the laptop while the good times in, say, Miami or Las Vegas raged on without me. The hotel was on the outskirts of town, part of the vast sprawling development that was taking over the scrubland. I hadn't rented a car, not playing to go anywhere, and saw that my only option for dinner was one of those upscale grills, the kind of place that have TVs blaring in every corner of the room; exotic, colorful mixed drinks; and a young, peppy waitstaff. All this was just an excuse to charge twelve bucks for a hamburger. I didn't care -- dinner was the only part of the day I was going to have to myself and all I wanted was a place to relax for an hour, forget about computers, and drink a decent glass of wine. But I'd settle for two out of three. I sat at the bar, my back to the rest of the place, and busied myself with the menu, trying to find a simple steak under all the cute phrases and elaborate descriptions. I heard the bartender approach and ordered a scotch on the rocks without even looking up. By the time I had decided between the "Angus Blast" and the "Heavenly Heifer" my drink was there and I put down the menu to find myself facing the greatest pair of tits I had ever seen. "See anything you like?" I tried to wipe the stunned expression off of my face, and looked up to meet the eyes of the bartender, a cute, young woman with a lovely open face and bright, smiling eyes. She had her blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail. She wore a loose blouse buttoned over a white tank top. But it wasn't loose enough to hide what was underneath. I realized that I was supposed to speak. "Are the steaks here any good?" "Best steaks in Tulsa." "I've never had a steak in Tulsa." "Then I guess you'll just have to take my word for it." She laughed, and I could see the tip of her tongue between her white teeth. I couldn't tell if this was some sort of flirtatious gesture or if I was just seeing things after a long day in front of the screen. "I guess I will," I said. "But I trust you explicitly -- you don't look like the type to lie to an innocent out-of-towner." "Oh no," she said, "never." "Fine. I'll have one of the best steaks in Tulsa -- and this menu's giving me a headache, I'll let you pick which one. And a glass of cabernet." "Super." Another winning smile and she bounded away. I watched her walk. I was certain that with that chest she would be on the chubby side all around -- nobody wore that much padding in once place only. But I was wrong. Her curves tapered into a thin waist, delightfully flared hips, and long legs displayed beautifully in her tight blue jeans. I took a long pull of my drink and commended myself on my luck. Not only was the view first-rate, but the meal wasn't halfway bad either. As the place either hadn't filled up yet (or never would), I had time to chat with Penny, the divine bartender. She was a local, attending a nearby community college, and dreaming of leaving Tulsa. In light of this, I admit that I may have exaggerated my own circumstances just a bit. When I said that my apartment had a view of the Golden Gate Bridge, I merely neglected to mention that the view required that you leave the apartment and walk for a couple of miles first. Penny had the same laughing, flirtatious attitude throughout, and I was dying to know whether this was just part of the job or if any of it was directed specifically at me. When she leaned over to pull glasses out of the dishwasher, I caught an eyeful of her pillowy canyon of perfect cleavage. I wished that I could shrink myself down to an inch high and dive right in. I tipped generously and caught her eye on my way out. "This place isn't half bad," I said. "I may be back." "Sure," she said. "Come back between four and nine, that's my shift. I'll be here all week." "Good," I smiled. "Then so will I." I walked back to the hotel, thrilled that my days in Tulsa would improve immeasurably knowing that I had that vision waiting for me at the end. I still had some work to go over when I got back, so I jacked off to clear my head, and sat down in front of the laptop. It was nearly nine-thirty and I was just shutting down when I heard a knock on the door. "Yes?" I yelled. "Room service." I hadn't ordered anything, but I was a frequent customer at this chain, and thought they might be throwing in a little unannounced perk. I opened the door to find Penny beaming back at me. This was a perk indeed. "Hi there," I said, confused. "You left this at the bar." She held up my credit card. "Oh!" I put my hand automatically on my wallet. "I hadn't even noticed." "Sure," she said, "the leave-behind, it's the oldest trick in the book." "No, honestly," I said, taking it from her. "You didn't charge anything did you?" She shrugged playfully. "I don't know . . . maybe I did." I laughed. "Well then that's what I get for being so absent-minded," I said. "I must have been distracted." "Distracted?" She walked past me, into the room, her chest brushing my as she squeezed by. I closed the door. "Whatever in the world could have distracted you?" She looked up at me with teasing, innocent eyes. "Um, well, it was an awfully good steak." "Right," she smiled. "I don't think that's it." "No? You seem to have a good idea then," I said, "what was I distracted by?" She had made a brief tour of the room, ending up standing in front of me, tantalizingly close, a sexy, mischievous smile on her face. "Could it be that you couldn't keep your eyes off of my chest all night?" She lightly traced her finger down my arm while she watched my reaction. I was determined to hold her eyes, but I couldn't. I flinched, and glanced quickly down at her breasts. She laughed. "Don't even try to hide it," she said. "I've been at least a D cup since I was thirteen -- I think I know a tit man when I see one by now." "So why'd you come? I could have picked this up at the restaurant." She shrugged, and moved even closer, her breath warm in my face. "I like you anyway." I leaned down and kissed her lightly on the lips, tasting her sweet lip gloss, smelling her clean, soft perfume. She kissed me back, harder, her lips parting until the tips of our tongues touched and tangled, swirling wetly together. I put my hands on her slim waist and pulled her into me, feeling a rush of excitement as our bodies came together. "Well," she said, breaking the kiss and backing just a little bit away. "Go ahead," she laughed, "I know you're dying to get your hands on them." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Wait," I said. "Not like this." I turned her around so that she was facing the large mirror on the wall and I stood behind her, my arms around her, watching her face, meeting her eyes in the mirror while I moved my hands up to cup her huge, heavy breasts. I kissed her softly on the neck while I gently fondled her. They were too big even for my large hands, and firm for their size -- I was in heaven. She seemed to like it too, grinding her ass back into me and moaning softly when I pinched her nipples. I unbuttoned her blouse, leaving her in the tight tank top. Her tits looked even bigger in this, nearly obscenely large on her slim frame. I had to see more and lifted her shirt. She raised her arms and let me pull it over her head, her breasts jiggling when she laughed as I brushed my hands over her ribs, tickling her. She was wearing a pale, lavender bra, which gave her nearly full coverage, holding her well in place. I traced my finger over her cleavage, handling her breasts a little more roughly now, feeling her breathing get faster, nearly matching the pounding of my own heart. I've never been good at bra clasps, but I got this one on the first try and moved my hands over her warm stomach and underneath the cups of her bra, feeling her bare breasts for the first time. She shrugged out of the bra, leaving her topless, only my hands covering her. I dropped them and stared at last at her perfect chest. Her nipples were already stiff, her aureolae the size of my palms. Her breasts seemed to take up her entire chest -- she was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. I moved quickly, more urgently, alternately squeezing and pinching her breasts while I devoured her neck, kissing biting, and grinding my crotch into her ass. She reached back behind her and rubbed her hands over my stiff cock, feeling its length under my loose slacks. "Oh my," she said, smiling, "I see I'm not the only one who's bigger than average." She grinned into the mirror. "I think it's your turn to get a little attention." She turned around and quickly unbuttoned my shirt, and unbuckled my belt. She yanked down my pants and stretched my boxers over my swollen cock, leaving me completely naked, my dick bobbing lewdly in the air. She pushed against me, forcing me back until I was against the foot of the bed. She kissed me hard on the lips, then began trailing kisses down my body, my neck, my chest, my stomach, holding her tits in her hands and rubbing them over my cock -- I almost exploded right there -- until she was on her knees on the floor and reaching out with her tongue to touch the tip of my cock. She teased me at first, holding my shaft lightly in her hand and planting soft kisses, quick pecks up and down, before she looked up and met me square in the eye and held eye contact while she engulfed me, taking the whole head of my cock in her warm, wet mouth. My knees got weak and I fell back on the bed, but she never lost contact. I spread my legs to give her better access and she got a little higher, getting the leverage she needed to bob up and down. The wetness and friction of her mouth felt fantastic, and she looked amazing, her ponytail bobbing in the air, her red lips stretched around my thick shaft. She played lightly with my balls with one of her hands and the other was between her own legs, frantically rubbing herself. The fact that she was getting off on this too nearly did me in. I think she must have felt my balls tighten, my cock get even stiff. She eased back slowly and looked up at me, licking her lips. I stayed on the bed while Penny stepped out of her jeans and her matching lavender panties. She dipped her middle finger between her legs and then held it, glistening, before my face. I eagerly sucked it, slowly savoring the taste of her wetness. "Slide back," she said, and I scooted back toward the head of the bed. She climbed up over me, straddling me, her huge breasts hanging free while she moved up over my body. "Did you like that?" she whispered, her lips close to my ear. "Are you kidding? I nearly exploded." "I know." Her eyes got wide. "Sorry to stop like that. But I want to feel you inside me." She leaned even closer, even quieter, and said, "You can cum in my mouth tomorrow night." She reached back and positioned my cock at her pussy lips and began slowly pushing, easing onto me. I couldn't believe how good she felt, how tight and wet and warm. She moved deliberately, pushing until I was finally buried inside of her, my long cock throbbing. "Yes," she whispered, "yes. Like that." I gasped and she rose up and began to ride me, grinding on my cock in a sultry, circular rhythm. She moaned with pleasure when I reached up to hold her huge tits in my hands, squeezing them and playing with them while she rode me -- I was in heaven. She began to move faster, getting into it, and I dropped my hands and watched her breasts bounce while she humped me. They nearly hit her in the face as fast and hard as she was going. Her breathing was getting faster, more ragged, and she collapsed down onto me, crushing her breasts against my chest while her hips moved like pistons, slamming herself onto me over and over again. "Now," she whispered, "now, fill me up, fill me," moaning as she felt my cock stiffen again and then gasping when I exploded, my hot cum gushing into her, wave after wave after wave. She slowly stopped moving and lay there, her body warm against mine, until our hearts slowed to something like normal rhythm again. She rolled over and cuddled against me, cooing, "Can we do that again?" "I'll be here all week," I said. "Good," she smiled. "Then so will I."