She was an absolute dream when she ran up to me in the kitchen in her G-string and tight crop top. Standing on her tippy toes, she threw her arms around my head and pulled my lips closer to hers, pressing them against each other and allowing her delicious wetness to enter my mouth. Her tongue slithered inside and found my own, massaging it playfully. Her long brown hair flowed down to the small of her back, past the bottom of her top. Breaking the kiss, she looked up at me with those beautiful emerald green eyes.
"Good morning Daddy", my little girl said. The lust in her voice was already starting to have an effect. She looked down at the growing bulge in my pants and, with only her eyes, looked back into mine and licked her lips seductively.
"Getting breakfast ready for me, I see," she said, winking at me and showing the most promiscuous smile. I could have cum in my pants right then and there! We had only been fucking for a few weeks but it already seemed so natural to see my daughter in her underwear and lust after her body, especially her tight wet teen pussy.
I spread her legs a little, pulled her G-string to the side and played with her yummy oasis. She was so wet already, a few drops were already dripping down her inner thigh. I was so tempted to get on my knees and eat her out til she collapsed. I resisted, though; today was a special day and we had work to do.
"Are you ready for our trip?" I asked. My daughter, Jenny, and I had been planning this trip for what seemed like ages. A week in another state where we could pretend to be boyfriend and girlfriend and escape our father-daughter relationship for a while. While Jenny definitely looked her age of 18 with her flawless pale skin, B-cup tits and perfect ass, I, whilst being in my mid-40s, could pass for a man in his early 30s. I had no wrinkles, nigh-perfect vision, everything you would expect from a healthy and virile young male.
"I cannot wait to kiss you in public, hold your hand while we walk down the street, and do everything that couples do!" she exclaimed. Her smile lit up the room, making her eyes go squinty and her even more beautiful, if that was even possible.
I leaned in and kissed her again, this time sliding my hand up her top and massaging her perky nipple between my fingers. She let out a moan that barely escaped our embrace. I pulled away from her lips and lifted her top, leaning down to take her now hard nipple into my mouth. With my hand on her ass, I pulled her petite body closer. I wanted to bend her over the countertop, rip off all her clothes and fuck her hard, I wanted to so badly. I wanted to feel her tight pussy envelop my hard 8-inch cock and to shoot my full load deep inside my little girl.
She ran her fingers through my hair as I licked and nibbled her nipple. She was moaning like a pornstar by this point. If she had even touched my cock, that would have been enough to tip me over the edge.
It was so hard to stop but we had to. Reluctantly I pulled her top back down and brushed her hair behind her ear. "You are so beautiful, my gorgeous girl," I said, looking deep into her eyes and imagining being her boyfriend, even for a while. I couldn't wait but I had to; Jenny had school and I had to get to work.
"As much as I want to be your boyfriend now, until we leave for our trip after school I'm still your father, so go upstairs and get ready for school, okay? We'll be leaving in about... 30 minutes."
Jenny frowned, turned towards the stairs and walked so sexily it was a huge tease. The way she swayed her ass would make any guy or girl crumble. I had to wipe away the little bit of drool that inadvertently escaped the corner of my mouth. I turned to the stove. Well, that pancake is burned. Into the bin you go. I still have enough mixture to make a few more.
A few minutes later, Jenny came downstairs in her uniform. If there ever was a sexy school uniform that actually looked like a uniform and not something Jenna Haze would wear, her school's uniform was it. She was wearing a tight button shirt, a dark green tie, a tight skirt that stopped halfway up her thigh, high white socks and black flats. Her hair was pulled to the side and she wore her satchel over her shoulder. The green of her tie and skirt really made her eyes stand out. She was so hot, it's no wonder she's so popular at school.
I just stared at her. I couldn't help it. I couldn't believe this hottie was my daughter, let alone my daughter who lets me fuck her anyway and anytime I want. I smelled something, simultaneously good and bad. What was it? I was in such a daze, I had to concentrate on the smell. I breathed in. Ah, the good smell was Jenny's perfume. The bad smell... was...
Ah! Another burned pancake! Damn it! As I threw out yet another failed attempt at breakfast, Jenny came up behind me, put her arms around my chest and kissed the lobe of my ear. Resting her head of my upper back, she whispered, "I love you so much Daddy." She gave me a squeeze and stayed there for a while.
When I finished the pancakes, we moved to the table and tried to scoff them all down before we had to leave. There was maple syrup, lemon juice with sugar, a variety of jams and marmalades, and of course, chocolate spread. Jenny was a typical teenager, preferring the sweet options: maple syrup and chocolate spread, not together. I, on the other hand, was weird, mixing the maple syrup, strawberry jam and lemon juice together to make a concoction Dr Frankenstein would be proud of.
"Ew! Dad, that's gross!" said Jenny, looking at me with a look of disgust and faux-contempt. She always said that. I used to conform to the proper social etiquette of pancake toppings, but ever since Jenny's mom left - with another woman, mind you - I wanted to be as far away from that guy as possible. We moved house, I changed career from PE teacher to personal trainer, and I ate my pancakes with all the toppings my ex hates, or at least hated when she left.
When we finished, we quickly did the dishes and made our way to the car. We were a few minutes late but oh well, I'm sure we could get to our prospective locales before we needed to. Taking the side streets and speeding just a touch, I managed to get Jenny to school just as the bell rang. I had half an hour to get to work.
"I'll see you after school sweetie."
Jenny blew me a kiss, turned and ran towards her group of friends. As I stared at her my boner grew. Everyone else would think, without seeing my growing erection, I was just a proud father looking at his little girl as she approached her final year of high school, which I was, but what I was really staring at was that sweet ass.
Jenny looked back at me and pointed as something. I frowned, unable to decipher what she was trying to say. She sighed and signed a sign indicating the seat next to me. Looking down, there was a note on the seat.
'Daddy, I can't wait to be your girlfriend when we go away together. I love you so much and I'm yours and only yours forever. Love, your darling daughter, Jenny. PS, I'm not wearing under panties.'
I looked up at her slowly. From her nose down she was acting completely normal and inconspicuous; her eyes, though, could make steel melt. Her look was so sexy and seductive, I contemplated taking her out of school for today and calling in sick at work. I couldn't do that. Could I? No, I couldn't. 'Forget about it, you have the whole next week to be with your girl,' I thought to myself. I looked at Jenny, blew her a kiss and drove off. I had a big day of training ahead of me and then, a beautiful vacation with the most beautiful girl.
As I saw Dad drive away, I missed him already. The way we were behaving this morning made me so wet, I almost regret not wearing any panties. Almost. I turned to Faye and Lexi, my two best friends, and we started walking towards our first class. Math with Mr Newmore. It was rare to have such a boring class with such a cute teacher.
"What boring piece of shit are we learning today?" Faye asked sarcastically. "I think we're starting matrices." Lexi replied. Lexi was always the smartest of the three of us, Faye was the brute force and I was the sexy siren of our trio. That's not to say that Faye and I weren't smart; the three of us were in the top five of the whole school. We were always helping each other. If one of us didn't understand something, chances are another one of us did and spent a lot of time explaining the problem. Our dream was to attend college together.
The day went by very slowly. I often found myself daydreaming of being with Dad and being able to call him Dave instead of Daddy, being able to go out to dinner with him and be romantic rather than teeny, and being able to express my love for him in public. I can't wait!
"What are you thinking so hard about?" asked Lexi, waving her hand in front of my daydreaming eyes.
"My trip with Dad. I can't wait! It's our last chance at having a family vacation before I go away to college with you two sluts." I gave both of them a nipple flick, which was our thing.
"You bitch!" yelled Faye, slapping my ass hard enough to leave a mark even through my skirt. We laughed and walked to our last class. I loved going to art but Faye and Lexi hated it; they sucked at art. After art, school was over for the week but I still had to wait for Dad to finish work before we could go away together.
"You bitches want to come to mine?" asked Faye. Her house was only a couple of streets away from the school and we often went over there until dinnertime because we could be alone and do whatever.
"Jenny!" yelled Scott from across the hall. 'Omigod', I muttered under my breath. Was this guy ever going to get the hint? I'm not interested!
"Hey Jen. How's it going?" Scott was this annoying senior who has persistently been trying to ask me out for the whole year, probably just so he could try and fuck me and brag to his buddies. A rumour had been circulating the school for years that I slept with Mr Jones, our principle, when I was a freshman. The rumour was true but only he and I knew that, and Faye and Lexi, of course.
"I'm okay." I replied. I would ask him how he was, as a matter of courtesy, but that would imply I gave a fuck, which I didn't.
"Want to come to my place and watch the game?"
"What makes you think I'm interesting in spending any of my valuable time watching that shit with a dick like you?" I'm not normally cruel like that but, as I mentioned, this had been going on all year, and I was getting fed up with his vain attempts at wooing me.
Embarrassed and pissed, he turned and angrily walked away. Hopefully he now knew that I'd never say yes to him and he'd stop asking. "Let's go to your place Faye."
When we got there, we were alone as usual. Faye's parents were never there; her dad was a lawyer and her mom was an interior designer, two occupations that require a lot of time away from home. It was hot so we took off our shirts and ties and walked around in our bras. Faye had similar-sized tits to me and Lexi's were a little bigger, beautiful C-cup titties. Faye and Lexi also pulled down their skirts to reveal a sexy red G-string and a sexy pair of pink hipster briefs respectively. When I kept my skirt on, they both looked confused.
"What, are you suddenly shy in front of us?" asked Lexi, trying to pull my skirt down. Grabbing my skirt, I told them that I wasn't shy and that I was naked under my skirt.
They two of them looked at each other mischievously, looked back at me and pounced on me. Faye held me down while I kicked and screamed and Lexi pulled at my skirt until it came off. She looked at my wet shaved pussy and leaned in to breathe in my scent. I won't deny that her being that close to my clit, feeling her hot breath between my legs, was turning me on something chronic.
"You have a gorgeous pussy", Lexi said, admiring my special area. We all were noticeably breathing heavier now, getting caught up in the moment. We had been close since kindergarten and even occasionally being naughty with each other. We had kissed each other on numerous occasions, groped one another's asses and even played with each other's boobs while licking each other's nipples. But our pussies and assholes were always off-limits; until now, it seems.
Faye was looking at Lexi this whole time. When she turned to look at me, the lust in the air was palpable. She reached behind me and undid my bra. She pulled it off and threw it on the couch. I was laying there completely naked, except for my high socks and flats, with Faye looking at my tits and Lexi drooling over my pussy.
"Would you mind, Jen, if I take a closer lick?"
"You mean, a closer look, don't you Lex?" asked Faye. Lexi didn't even acknowledge Faye's question; her eyes were glued to mine waiting impatiently for my answer. My tits were heaving with each deep breath. I silently kept her gaze and slowly nodded. I can't believe I just gave my best friend permission to stick her tongue between my legs. The only person who has ever tasted my sweet juices is my dad. I was ambivalently scared and excited.
Lexi came closer and closer until her mouth was millimetres away from my wet pussy. Each breath made me shiver. She extended her tongue out and just touched my clit. I took in a sharp inhale. Faye was sitting next to me looking both aroused and confused. We were crossing a line we could never come back from.
I leaned up onto my elbows and brushed my hair aside. Looking at Lexi, I asked, "Lex, if you do this, our whole group dynamic will change forever. Are you sure you want to do this?" I was hoping she would say yes and continue, but I didn't want to force her into anything.
Lexi didn't say anything. All she did was crawl over my naked body, kiss me lovingly and passionately, gently push me down back onto the floor, spread my legs and kissed my other pair of lips.
The feeling was incredible. Her tongue was so much softer than Dad's. While Dad's tongue slid over my clit with an intoxicating roughness, Lexi's tongue was more like silk, weaving and darting everywhere like a hungry animal. She had her arms wrapped around my legs, pulling me closer onto her insatiable mouth. I was breathing so heavy by now, looking up at Faye. She was staring at me, waiting patiently for me to give her permission to join in. I nodded at her too and she hopped onto me straddling my body and holding onto my boobs.
She started to grind into my body while pinching and flicking my hard nipples. My breathing became moaning as I was getting pleased by both of my besties. A tongue in my pussy and hands on my tits, no wonder I was moaning. I grabbed Faye's legs and pulled her upwards. I wanted her to sit on my face so I could do to her what Lexi was doing to me.
Faye stood up, pulled down her G-string, threw it near my bra, and stood over my face. A small drop of her pussy juice dripped down onto my cheek. I nodded at her again and she crouched down so I could drink up her yumminess. I had my hands on her ass cheeks and pulled her down onto my tongue. She tasted so incredibly good, all I could think of was why we hadn't done this sooner.
Lexi was still going at it like a thirsty camel, lapping up every last drop of my delicious pussy cream. All of us were moaning as loudly as possible; for an outsider walking past, we were just watching porn. That's what it was like, a hot lesbian orgy between three sexy teen schoolgirls.
I grabbed Faye's nipples hard and pulled her onto her hands and knees. Reaching down, I gave Lexi a tap on her head. She looked up with my juices dripping off her wet chin. Licking her lips, she saw what I wanted her to: Faye's asshole ready to be eaten. I was eating her pussy and wanted Lexi to eat her ass with me. Lexi crawled over my body and stuck her tongue into Faye's sweet and nasty shithole. Faye wasn't expecting it so she let out a loud moan, her auburn hair falling down between her tits. I wrapped my arms around her and undid her bra like she did to me.
The only one with clothes on now was Lexi. She reluctantly stopped what she was doing and stood to undress herself. When we were all naked, Lexi intertwined her legs with mine before going back to Faye's asshole for seconds. She and I were now scissoring our pussies together, combining my juices, her juices and her saliva together in a beautiful mixture of slurpy goodness.
After a minute or two, I was getting closer and closer to cumming, and I'm pretty sure Faye was too. I didn't want our trio of orgasmic ecstasy to end so I pushed Faye off my face and slid up to escape Lexi's thirsty tongue. They were so confused until I explained why I moved so abruptly. Faye and I were so caught up in getting pleased ourselves, we left out Lexi. The poor girl, although thoroughly aroused and delighted with my pussy juices dripping down her chin, hasn't been pleased or played with yet.
I leaned forward and kissed Lexi roughly, tasting myself on her mouth. I had tasted myself before when I fingered myself, but this was something different. I grabbed Faye and brought her into us. The three of us had our tongues in the middle and kissing and tonguing each other at the same time. I then pushed Lexi onto her back and lifted her pussy up into the air so she was almost vertical. Faye went around and sat on Lexi's face whilst simultaneously burying her face in Lexi's pussy; a vertical 69, if you will. I leaned down and stuck my tongue into Lexi's ass, just as we had done to Faye.
I lifted my fingers to my mouth, made them wet and found Faye's ass again. Sliding my index finger into her ass made us all moan, although I think Lexi's moan was purely coincidental at that exact moment.
Seconds later and we were all cumming, loud moans and sweet pussy juices going everywhere. Panting like we had just run a marathon, we collapsed on each other, a heaving mass of exhausted naked teens in the middle of the lounge. Faye licked any stray drips off Lexi's pussy, as she did the same to me and I to Faye.
We were laying there for what seemed like a long time, intertwined in a huge lesbian knot, trying to catch our breath. I leaned up first. Nope, a bit dizzy, going back down. "Stay with us, Jen." Faye grabbed me by my hair and pulled me in for a kiss. Not a wild, lustful kiss; a passionate yet romantic kiss. Her tongue found its way inside my mouth and eagerly searched for mine. When it found mine, they played and fondled one another while we played with each other's hair. Lexi leaned up, pulled us apart and kiss me the same way, then Faye.
"We should have been doing this ages ago!" Lexi was right. It just felt right being with them. My first thought, though, was that I hope Dad isn't angry or upset that I fucked someone else. I don't know how he'll react, but I can't go on this trip without telling him.
For the rest of the day, we just hung out naked, occasionally feeling each other up. Okay, more than occasionally. We went on the internet, found some lesbian porn and watched it while we fingered ourselves. I sat up on the recliner while Faye and Lexi sat on the floor. I felt like a queen with my fuck servants at my feet. Every once in a while, one of them would lean in and lick me but mostly, we played with ourselves; it was just easier that way.
I got a text from Dad saying he was on his way to the school to pick me up. I replied that I was at Faye's and he should just come there. I quickly found my uniform and put it back on. I couldn't wait to be back in Daddy's arms but I also didn't want to leave my girls. I needed to sort out my feelings. But that could wait. My trip with Daddy was almost about to start and I was going to enjoy it.
I found my satchel, kissed Faye and Lexi very passionately while groping both their asses, and then sprayed some perfume on me to take away the smell of teen pussy and arousal. Dad honked the horn when he was outside and I ran out to meet him, half out of eagerness to be back with my love and half so he didn't see that my besties were naked.
"Hey sweetie. Did you have a good day at school?" asked Dad, putting his arms around me for a hug.
"School was typical. But I did have lots of fun with Faye and Lexi." How am I going to tell him about my lesbians lovers? I threw my satchel in the back and hopped in the front seat. Dad sat in the driver's seat and we headed off on our vacation. Dad said he had already picked up our luggage from home before he came and picked me up.
Dad looked at me while we waited at a stoplight. "I couldn't stop thinking about you today," he said. "Nor I you, Daddy," I answered, holding his hand and kissing his fingertips. I stared into nowhere, being kept busy with the bombardment of thoughts inside my head.
"Is everything alright?" asked Dad. His genuine concern was comforting but it did make it hard to muster up the courage to tell him the true reason I was zoned out. I looked at him and looked away, trying to find the words.
Dad looked at me whenever he felt he could take his eyes off the road. He frowned with worry. "If something's bothering you, you know you can talk to me about it." I figured I can't back out now; if I said nothing was up, he would just pester and prod til I talked.
"Um," I began. "Something happened today, and I don't know how to tell you." The point of no return.
"Do you want to pull over and talk?"
I nodded. If he was going to be upset or angry, I think I'd prefer him to be stationary and not driving. Dad pulled off to the side of the road and put the car in park. Taking off his seatbelt, he turned to me, held my hand and told me that I could tell him anything.
I took a deep breath and decided to just tell him straightforwardly. "I slept with someone else."
Dad was motionless. He looked into my eyes, gave my hand a little squeeze and started to talk.
"I'm torn at the moment, to be frank." He seemed to be taking the news better than I anticipated, but it could just be the calm before the storm. I started shaking, nervous and terrified of the words to follow. "On the one hand, as your father, I'm okay with you sleeping with other people. You're your own woman and free to be with whomever you choose. On the other hand, though, as your lover and fantasy boyfriend, I'm a little hurt. But given that we can't exactly tell people we're taken, I have to accept that this will happen and just be okay with it."
This was the reaction I was hoping for, understanding and support. I was happy.
"So, who was he? Not that Scott prick." Dad didn't like Scott after me telling him how many times I had told him no to no avail.
"Firstly, change the 'he' to 'she'. And secondly, change the 'was she' to 'were they'." Dad stared at me with his mouth agape. His little girl had had her first ménage à trois of which he was not a part. He looked me up and down, as to somehow examine whether or not this was indeed his baby girl. He looked stunned.
"That's really hot!" Phew, we were okay. He wasn't angry, he wasn't upset, much. Everything had been sorted.
"When, and with whom?"
"With Faye and Lexi, and right after school before you came and picked me up." He looked like he was going to explode imagining his sexy little slut of a daughter fucking her two equally sexy sluts of besties. I told him that I'd tell him all the sordid details once we were back on the road; we had a hotel reservation to get to.
It took us a few hours to get to the hotel from Jenny's friend Faye's house. Jenny decided to have a sleep in the car so I was left with the open road, the radio in the background and my own intense thoughts of the scenario my daughter had just told me about. Imagining my girl's tongue buried pussy-deep in her friends was almost too much to handle. I had known Faye and Lexi for as long as Jenny and I won't lie, I had jacked off to images of those two many, many times.
In the summers when they were growing up, all three of them would go bikini shopping and parade them around the house. They had all matured early and seeing them in their scantily clad beach attire gave me many debauched things to think about as I worked my cock over the years.
We were almost at the hotel so I decided to wake Jenny up. "Jenny," I whispered. "We're here."
Jenny, still in her school uniform, yawned and stretched. And moaned. She laid her head on my shoulder and touched my cock through my jeans. "Hi Dave," she said, winking naughtily. We were finally in the area we could be a couple for a few days. I was so excited and distracted by the thought of being my little girl's boyfriend and the touch of her hand on my cock that I drove right past the hotel.
"Were you thinking of something else?" asked Jenny, squeezing my cock a little and nibbling on my earlobe. She grabbed my hand and put it between her legs. Without her underwear, I felt her wetness all over her thighs and oozing out of her pussy. I rubbed her a little and brought my fingers to my mouth, tasting her sweetness and driving myself crazy.
Pulling over into a side street, I requested she change outfits into something a little less promiscuous and conspicuous; walking into a hotel with a teen schoolgirl would turn some head and cause us to attract some unnecessary and unwanted attention. She jumped into the back and rummaged through her suitcase for something more appropriate. A pink tee and skinny jeans, perfect.
When we found the hotel again, we drove into the valet parking area and handed the man there the key. Making our way to the concierge, the lady behind the desk greeted us with a smile.
"Good afternoon, sir. May I help you?"
"Yes, I have a reservation for Mr Hollis." This was, of course, not my real surname. Best not to use real facts in a fantasy situation.
"Certainly, Mr Hollis. You have reserved the penthouse suite on the 18th floor. There is also a Miss Young on the reservation. Would you like a second swipe card for her?"
"Yes please." This was really happening, a secret liaison with my daughter pretending to be my girlfriend. This is going to be the best trip ever!
"Absolutely sir. We will arrange for your luggage to be taken up to your room. Would you like your complimentary champagne now or during dinner?"
"Dinner, please." I was eager to get up to our room and really make use of our alone time.
"Yes sir. Here are your swipe cards. The elevator is to your left, use your card to access your floor." She handed me two small cards each on a lanyard with the hotel's name printed on it. "Please keep your card with you at all times outside your room."
I took them, walked over to Jenny and handed her one of the cards. She was as eager as I was to get things going. We began walking towards the elevators when the receptionist stopped us. My heart stopped suddenly in my chest. Did Jenny and I look too alike to be a couple? Does she know us and I can't remember? A thousand questions and a million scenarios were scurrying frantically around in my head. I turned to see her and almost fell over because of the rush of blood to my head.
"Mr Hollis and Miss Young, I have something to tell you about your reservation." This is it. Our trip is over before it begins, and I'm probably going to jail. What would they do to a father fucking his daughter in a hotel? Probably tie me up and take turned sodomising me. We tried to control our breathing but it was hard. She held my hand so hard she was cutting off my circulation.
"Miss Young," she said turning to Jenny. She handed her a brochure. "Because you are in the penthouse suite, we would like to offer you a complimentary massage and beauty regiment." She smiled and walked back to the reception.
That was too close. We looked at each other with an unnerving demeanour, quickly walked to the elevators and went up to our room. Once inside, we could relax, and there's no better way to relax than by looking at the view on your private balcony with your girl in your arms.
"I love you so much Daddy! I always want to be your girl." Jenny reached behind me and pulled me closer. I held her tight, pulled her hair to the side and kissed her neck. It was an amazing feeling being this affectionate with my daughter in public. She took my hand off her stomach and put it down the front of her skinny jeans. She was unbelievably wet. I rubbed her clit gently and the more I rubbed, the wetter she got.
I took my hand out, picked her up and laid her on the bed. I gave her a quick peck on the lips and started pulling her jeans down. Her pale white legs were so sexy, and glistening at the top. Her pink G-string was mostly a darker shade due to being so wet. I leaned in and breathed in her musk. The sweetest smell I ever inhaled. Jenny had already pulled her top off to reveal a sexy matching bra.
I buried my face between her tiny tits, feeling her heartbeat quicken as I undid the clasp and ripped her bra off her shoulders. She hastily rolled me onto my back and straddled my aching cock. Licking her lips, she slowly moved down and unzipped my jeans. Pulling them down along with my underwear revealed a stiff dick in desperate need of a good sucking.
She took my hard rock in her hand and started working my shaft. She ran her tongue around my head, which was ready to explode already, so I quickly thought of something completely off-topic to try and regain some measure of control.
Nothing I thought of worked: the idiots at work, my disgustingly old high school history teacher, my grandma, nothing. Every thought I had came right back to the fact that my hot 18-year-old daughter, still in school, was teasing my cock with her tongue. With my head still in the clouds, I felt this warm wetness around my cock head. I looked down and there she was, sucking her daddy's dick and getting deeper by the second. The first time she tried to fit me in her tiny oral cavity, she could hardly even fit the head in. Now, though, she was getting so far down she was almost deepthroating me. A few more weeks and I honestly believe my tip will hit the back of her throat.
She shot up and spluttered a little, as she had done on many occasions before when she was trying to go deeper. But she went right back down like a hungry infant at her mother's tit, sucking hard to get every last drop of milk. I put my hands on the back of her head and started thrusting up into her eager mouth. She put her hands on the bed for support as she let me fuck her mouth. A minute went by and I wanted to try a different position.
I rolled her back on her back, pulled her to the end of the bed headfirst, stood on the floor next to her and started fucking her mouth that way. She was taking me in quite far but apparently not far enough for her liking. She grabbed me by my ass and dragged my cock as deep as it could go into her wet orifice. I reached over and fingered her wet pussy to doubly please her. She moaned so loud I thought we would get a knock on the door asking us to keep it down.
By now I was so close to cumming, I didn't think I could prevent it with sheer will power. I took a couple of sharp inhales and that let her know I was ready to drain my balls into her hungry stomach. I grabbed her tits with both hands for added leverage and shoved my cock hard and deep into her mouth. She pulled me in deeper and held me there until I shot load after load of cum into her throat. After what I counted to be five or six huge ropes of cum, I spasmed a little and collapsed on the bed. Jenny leaned up, with cum still filling her mouth, and showed me how full it was. I could hardly see her tongue, that's how much cum she took from me.
Licking her lips to bring in any remaining drops of stray goodness, paying due care not to spill any, she took a huge gulp and it was gone. All of my cum, a full mouthful for Jenny, was making its way to her stomach.
"That tasted so good, Daddy!" She kissed me, which I didn't mind, and set her head on my chest. Feeling our naked bodies together like this, our breathing becoming synchronised, I wished we could have stayed like that forever. "I'm sorry for cumming so soon baby girl." She looked up at me and snorted derisively. "Dad, I just love the fact that you want to fuck me. Whether we fuck for two minutes or two days, I'm going to love every time."
"Of course I want to fuck you!" I said, amazed that she thought I did it as a favour to her. "I'd fuck you every second of every day if I could."
"Well, I had a thought." Jenny's thoughts after sex were always so raunchy I couldn't want for our next bout. "If we fucked three times in, say, a six-hour period, so every two hours, you'd build up enough cum to make it worth my while and you could fuck me in my three holes each time. I love you fucking my mouth but I also love you fucking my pussy and ass."
Hearing my daughter talk like that was enough to make my cock respond, even after I just came less than five minutes ago. She looked down at my growing member, held it and gave it a gentle suck before letting go.
"Not today, though. I want to go out and be your girlfriend for a while." She sounded so happy, as was I. I never imagined my little girl being so thrilled at the notion of being her dad's girlfriend. We got dressed into nice neat casual clothes, me in my suit pants, buttoned blue shirt and a sports jacket and Jenny in an adorable pink floral summer dress.
The rest of the day passed so quickly, I was sad when the night had come to a close. We had dinner together at the hotel restaurant, drank wine and ate cheese and crackers. We took a stroll down to the beach where we took a few selfies to preserve the memories. I really wished we could be a couple. The love I was feeling for this girl goes beyond anything I felt for her mother. This was genuine wholehearted love.
When we got back to the hotel with the ice-creams we picked up at the beach café, we headed back up to our room. As soon as the door closed, Jenny pushed me against the wall to kiss me, but I turned away.
"What's the matter, sweetie?" she asked. Her calling me that made my feelings for her all the more real.
"After this trip, I don't think I can go back to being your dad in public." She looked at me with a gaze of agreement; I don't think she could return to the role of my daughter either.
"What do you think of moving away from home, somewhere far away where nobody knows us and be a couple forever?" Asking her this came with a risk. What if she said no? What if asking her to uproot and abandon her entire life just to be with me was too much to ask for? She looked into my eyes as if peering deep into my soul.
"I would like nothing more than to be with you forever, as your partner as well as your daughter."
I teared up and kissed her. This was the happiest day of my life so far! Maybe we could have a baby of our own someday, my own child/grandchild and her own child/sibling.
We spent the evening watching TV together cuddling up in bed. I wanted to make love to her again but after what we just discussed, I wanted her to make the first move. That move didn't come and we ended up falling asleep in bed, the start of what would hopefully be a very long life together.
When I awoke the next morning, Dad was still asleep. He looked so handsome, half-covered by the sheet. I leaned in a kissed him gently on his soft cheek, taking delicate care not to wake him. I put on my gown, tied the front and picked up the phone in the other room to order breakfast. It only took about ten minutes for our food to arrive: pancakes with strawberries and fresh cream for me and a filling English breakfast for Dad, with bacon, poached eggs, tomatoes, mushrooms and toast.
I heard him starting to stir so I walked over to the bed. He looked up at me and smiled, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Good morning beautiful," he said, admiring the shapely silhouette of his daughter. He reached out his hand and grabbed mine, pulling me towards him for a kiss. Then, with a jolt, he yanked my hand firmly but gently and pulled me onto the bed again. Above me now, he brushed my hair away from my face and stared into my eyes.
"I love your beautiful green eyes." I blushed. He ran his finger softly across my skin moving down past my neck and between the folds in my robe. Pulling them apart to see nothing but naked skin between my breasts, his chest started to heave as his breathing quickened.
"I really don't know when it's appropriate to say romantic things like 'I love you and you're so beautiful' and when to say dirty things like 'I want to fuck you hard in your ass while pulling your hair'." I loved how much power I had over my father. When little girls attain this power over their dads, most girls want things, like purses or clothes or money or jewellery. Not me. What I want from my father is love and lust, the knowledge that he's only mine and so is his yummy cock.
Moving his hand between my legs and playing with myself using his fingers as my tool, I think he figured out which one I wanted now.
"Daddy, look. My tight schoolgirl pussy's all wet. Can you think of anything that could clean this mess up?" I looked at him with big puppy dog eyes, trying to be as seductively adorable as possible. He loved it when I played the innocent teen card. He untied my robe and opened it slowly. Leaning on his elbows, he went down between my legs, where Lexi had pleased me only yesterday. 'Next time,' I thought, 'I'm feeling Faye's tongue in my pussy.'
He pushed his firm tongue deep in my pussy, exploring my every depth and tasting every inch of my insides. I ran my fingers through his lush hair and grabbed on to dear life. Closing my legs trapped his head right where it was. I wriggled and writhed under the immense pleasure my father was giving me. He collected some wetness with his finger and found my pucker. Pushing into the tight hole, I started grinding against his mouth. With his tongue in my pussy and his finger deep in my ass, I was in heaven!
I could feel the climax building inside of me. "Oh Daddy, that feels so good!" I pulled his hair closer and rode him until every millimetre of his face was coated in my juices. That just fuelled his appetite. He shoved two fingers in my ass and a third in my pussy as his was eating it. Being double-fingered brought me almost at the edge; I was ready to cum. Every time we fucked, I loved cumming for my daddy.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh FUUUUU..." I clenched and screamed and squeezed his head so tightly between my legs. I was fucking his face so hard I was scared I was hurting him.
Laying on the bed totally spent, I pulled Dad and kissed him, tasting his sweet saliva and my yummy pussy cum. Now I want to please him. I grabbed his cock and found my tight pussy and shoved it in. He was so long and so thick I felt him stretch and fill all of me. It felt so good to have Daddy's cock inside me again, it'd been too long since he fucked me there.
"Oh Daddy, fuck your little girl's pussy. Fuck me, fuck me hard. I want to feel you fill me with your yummy cum." His reaction to my words was priceless. I knew I was about to receive the fucking of a lifetime. I spread my legs and let him completely in me. He started off slow and deep, letting each inch bring both of us to new highs. My little tits were moving with each thrust, which he loved considering he only looked at two things: my eyes and my tits. He bent down and sucked on one of my nipples. Omigod, it felt so good! I placed his hands on my ass and whispered into his ear for him to be as rough as he wanted.
He threw me around til I was on my hands and knees. He spread my ass cheeks and he stuck his cock at the entrance of my ass. As he pushed, my ass stretched to encompass his enormous girth. I had never done anal before a few weeks ago when Daddy and I began fucking, but now I couldn't get enough of it. He pinched my nipples hard and grabbed a big handful of my hair. He pulled his cock out of my ass, spat a big load of spit in me and fucked me some more. He was really riding me rough, and I loved it!
With every thrust I felt him hit the back of my rectum. It was so hot knowing my dad was fucking my ass and being rough about it. He pulled out, picked me up and threw me down on the bed, squeezed my cheeks together to open my mouth and spat inside. I knew what that meant. I smiled as he shoved his thick ass-tasting cock in my mouth and fucked me harder than I'd ever been fucked, in any of my holes. With his hands around my neck squeezing just enough to make it difficult to breathe, his cock going in and out of my throat was just what I wanted. I wanted to choke on his cock, have bruises and soreness over my body because he rode me and fucked me so fucking hard.
"Mmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmm!!" I couldn't say anything but I was moaning very loudly. He pulled his cock out of my mouth. "What?" he asked. With tears running down my face and a huge smile, all I could say was "More!" I couldn't help myself. He fucked my throat rougher and rougher with each thrust. I started playing with my pussy, fingering myself with all eight of my fingers stretching my pussy heaps and feeling myself rip and tear. I don't know what came over me but I needed to feel that sexual pain.
He squeezed my throat til it hurt and then pulled out. I coughed and spluttered with dribble flooding out of me. Dad was looking at me, his eyes silently asking me if he had gone too far. I shook my head and told him something that shocked him.
His eyes widened.
"Slap my face!"
He brought his hand back and slapped me softly. Really pathetically.
He brought it back again and slapped me forcefully, enough to make me collapse on the bed. I cheered him on as I raised my ass and told him to slap me there too. He slapped my ass so hard it left a welt. "Do it again!" I urged him. Two or three more hard slaps and I couldn't feel my ass anymore.
"Now put your fist in my ass." I never had anything bigger than his cock in my ass so this was going to be interesting. Dad grabbed the lube out of our suitcase. Squeezing a decent amount on his hand, he lubed himself up and started pushing into my tight asshole.
"Mmmm," I moaned. "Yeah, shove that big daddy fist up your little daughter's tight shithole. Make my ass stretch." I pushed back against him making his fist go deeper. He was four fingers deep now. He just had to get his knuckles past and he'd have his whole fist deep in his daughter. Squirting a bit more lube on my hole, he added some more force and my ass extended around his knuckles.
Omigod, it felt so good having Daddy's fist inside me. He rocked back and forth feeling every corner of my anal canal. With his other hand, he reached around and fingered my dripping wet pussy. One finger, two fingers. I turned around and yelled, "Two fists!" I wanted his fists in my ass and pussy! I was so wet, though, he didn't need lube for my front.
His fist went in so much easier in my pussy that my ass because I was so wet and stretched already. Being double-fisted by my father was so much better than I expected. I loved being rough fucked by his monster cock but this was something else; this was pure dirty kink. He was going deeper than his wrists now, getting ever so slightly deeper with each thrust.
I arched my back and screamed while I came the strongest orgasm I'd ever experienced.
Exhausted and utterly spent, I collapsed on the bed. I grabbed Dad's hands and started furiously licking them clean. I loved the taste of my pussy and ass juices mixed with his natural musk. The sweetness of my pussy and the nastiness of my ass was turning me on again, I needed to be fucked more.
"You haven't cum yet, have you?" I asked Daddy. He shook his head. "Well, I want you to fuck me as hard as you can in any hole you want." My laboured breathing made it hard to talk but I needed his cock in me again.
He dragged me to the floor, knelt me on my knees and fucked my mouth even harder than before. I could feel it deep in my throat and I was surprised that I didn't feel the need to gag anymore. I could finally take all of Daddy's yummy cock in my throat. His balls were thwacking against my chin and neck, adding even greater difficulty to my breathing.
He pulled out, spat on me and slapped me, and continued pleasing my mouth. Being treated so degradedly, whilst horrible under normal circumstances, was amazingly arousing when it's your dad. He grabbed a handful of hair and used that as leverage to shove his cock even further down my throat. Pulling me forward so I was in the doggy position, his cock slipped out accidentally. "What the fuck, Daddy? Don't stop! Don't stop!!" I swallowed his cock and he fucked my tiny mouth so hard. He shoved his fist in my ass again and that, along with being asphyxiated on Daddy's yummy man meat, made me cum a second time. As I shuddered in ecstasy, I tasted the warm saltiness of his cum entering my mouth. Grabbing his ass cheeks, I pulled his deeper til there wasn't a single drop of cum in him and not in me.
I kept him there for a minute or two. I swallowed his cum while his cock was still in my mouth; I wanted to feel him soften as I sucked him some more.
Taking his fist out of my ass, I took and licked every drop of ass juice off it. When his hand was clean, I went back to his cock, taking every care to give Daddy extra opportunity to feel good. Just feeling his limp dick in my mouth was hot, him letting me suck it at its smallest, even though he was still a good four inches long.
We fell on the bed, knackered and spent. We smiled at each other and kissed. I knew this trip was going to be the best. I was sad that it was only going to last a week but I tried to rid that from my mind.
We had to get clean for dinner so we had a shower together, rubbing our soapy hands all over our wet bodies. I cleaned his dick, which was hard again now, and leaned down to suck him some more. It was like sucking him in the rain. I slowly took him deeper into my throat and he was pleasantly surprised how easily I took him all in now.
When we were dried and dressed, we headed downstairs for dinner. Daddy looked so handsome in his suit, and he told me I looked very beautiful in my dress too. I loved having romantic dinners with the love of my life. We exited the elevator and froze in shock at what we saw. Our faces turned white as the blood rushed elsewhere. Two people stood staring at us from across the lobby. Our chests were pounding as our hearts tried to escape our bodies. The sweat poured down from us like Niagara Falls. I tried to swallow but it took a few tries. They started walking over to us. What was I going to say?
"Faye, Lexi, what are you doing here?"
(to be continued...)
Sep 28, 2018 in anal