“Yes Daddy,” I whispered.
Eyes closed, I relaxed, my body absorbing all the feelings pulsating through my cunt, spreading throughout my body. Breathing returning to normal.
Fingers intertwining in my hair, pulling my head back.
A hand on my hip, Dad's body pulling tight against my body, rocking back and forth, grinding against my sex and ass. His hard, firm cock, sliding between my cheeks. Our bodies, rocking forward, pulling back, slapping forward, hips and flesh slapping hard. Humping, grinding bodies, flesh, lust. Hips arched, cock sliding up, down my wet slit. Penetrating, head forced, popping through my opening. A second hand grabbing my other hip bone. Pulling my body back, pulling, pushing his cock in, invading, penetrating, thrusting hard, deep. My breath escapes. Wild eyed, lust, grinding my hips, my muscles sucking, twitching with each little thrust, withdrawal, thrust again. I feel his penetration, sliding deep, hard into my body. Grinding each inch, invading. Pulling out, my lips stretch, grasping his cock, pulling it back in. Then thrust forward hard. His hips slap my ass, the noise exploding, filling the kitchen. Grunting, I absorb his thrust.
“Fuck me Daddy!” I scream.
Thrust after thrust, I absorb his rough penetrations, my body screaming, my lust building, my orgasm festering, reaching closer to exploding forth, filling my body with fire. Our sex, noisy, squishy sounds, juices leaking out, covering his rigid cock, balls slapping my clit. My finger flicks back and forth over my clit. Harder, faster my finger races, the cock invading me, filling me. Slap after slap, his hips jam forward, his cock buried balls deep, grinding, forcing each little fraction of an inch more, driving deep. Groans, grunts fill the room mixed with the noises of our bodies. Piston like, he hammers my cunt. Long, hard strokes. My cunt is on fire, my nerves raw. My finger bringing my clit to orgasm under his powerful strokes. Almost there. My eyes close tight. Body tenses. Orgasm! My body explodes, juices flood from my hole. Dad's cock, slick, slides easier.
“Oh fuck, baby,” Dad growled.
Mind lost! Rational thought gone. Lust controlled! Dad starts faster, harder thrusts into my body, convulsing on its own now. Over my clit, sensitive, driving hard. Dad pulls himself into my body, fingers digging into my hip bones. Pulling, grinding his cock deep. I feel him arch. Table squeaks. Dad grunted loudly. I could feel his cock expand, and spit cum into my body. Squirt after squirt, blast after blast erupted from his magnificent cock. My body grew warm, tingling, my cunt filled with spasms, muscles milking his cock. My muscles grabbed his deflating cock, pulling, sucking it deep, draining any fluids remaining. Body sweating, a film of perspiration covering us. Breathing ragged, deep. Silence.
We remain attached, our bodies joined. Normalcy returns, breathing slows. Dad grinds himself against me. My spasms are pushing his cock out of my body. I arch my hips, my cunt sucking his softening cock back in. I want it in me. I want to feel it. Dad's hands, soft, caress my ass, over the small of my back, up my spine, over the sides, and back down for another pass. Nothing has been said. We are both lost to our desires, feeling, absorbing the aftermath of our sex.
“I love you Daddy,” I whispered.
Dad pulled his deflated cock out of my cunt. My legs, splayed wide, almost ached as I pulled them together. I pushed my torso up, pulling my feet under me. As I stood, Dad wrapped his strong arms around me. Turning me, he pulled me close to his body, wrapping his strapping arms totally around me, a protective shield from the outside world. We rocked together. I listened to his heart beating in his chest. Dad scooped me in his arms, and carried me upstairs to his room. Placing me gently on his bed, he laid beside me, spooned, his arms around me. “I love you too baby,” Dad whispered softly.
We drifted to sleep.
4.
Several hours passed.
Waking, eyes shut tight, I stretch, elongating my form, toes reaching down, arms high over my head. A complete, full body stretch. My mind is flooded, thoughts racing through my head. My eyes fly open, I search the room. Dad's room! His bed! I was not dreaming. I reached to his pillow, pulling it to my nose. Inhaling, I smell my father. Rolling over, I glance around the bedroom, then out the door. Dad's nowhere to be found. A note, left on his side of the bed, instructs me to get a shower. He is off to teach his first accelerated class for the early summer session.
I head back to my room. Over the next hour, I took a long, hot shower, shaving my legs, underarms, and putting lotion all over my body. Supple, soft, I admire myself in the mirror. “Not too shabby,” as my Dad always quotes. I grinned ear-to-ear. I got redressed in my outfit for the day, grabbed lunch, then headed out to do some shopping. I had in mind a new Barbie doll outfit for sleepwear. I wondered how long it would stay on.
Arriving back home, I worked on a paper due for a term project. My thoughts wandered often, but I made good progress. I heard my Dad's garage door open, so flew down stairs to meet him in the kitchen. As he entered, I ran, jumped in the air, and caught him in mid flight, my arms wrapping quickly around his neck, hugging him tight, my legs wrapping firmly around his middle.
“Hi Daddy!” I shouted.
My exuberance showed.
I was excited to have him back.
I wanted to ensure no second thoughts were in his mind.
His hand caressed my back, he looked deep into my eyes. “Hey,” he responded. I leaned forward to kiss him, my lips softly touching his, my tongue darted out, lightly licking his lips. Our lips pressed more firmly together, a soft, first time kiss shared as lovers.
Awkward! Definitely awkward! But as we kissed, the weirdness passed. Our tongues touched, danced. I pulled him tighter against me, pulling my hips down over his crotch. I groaned, a deep guttural groan. Our kisses grew more urgent. Dad dropped his book bag as he sucked my tongue into his mouth. Pulling up for air, Dad nibbled on my neck as I arched my head up, exposing more skin.
“Take me to the family room,” I commanded.
Dad swayed, shifting from one foot to the other. Slowly we headed for the family room.
“Your command is my desire,” he said.
Reaching the family room, I jumped out of his arms, pushed him back on the couch. Kneeling in front of him, I reached to him, pulling his polo shirt off his body. My fingers traced along his pecs, my nails raking gently over his skin.
I leaned to suck his man nipple into my mouth. My tongue danced over it, his muscled chest flexed against my mouth. My other hand found his remaining exposed nipple, rolling it between my thumb and index finger. I swapped nipples, traversing his chest with my mouth and tongue. Once I reached my destination, I sucked, almost bit his nipple with vengeance. His body arched against my mouth.
I slid my hand down his body, down his leg. Reaching the bottom of his shorts, I slid my hand up his thigh, under his shorts. Nothing! No growing cock! My fingers slid back and forth, searching.
“Left leg, baby,” he instructed me. Switching hands, I slid my right hand up his left thigh. There, waiting for me was his hard cock, covered by his briefs. I stroked upwards, my nails sliding back and forth over the shaft, firmly and quickly. Daddy groaned. I wrapped my fingers around his rigid cock, and pumped hard. Dad squirmed, growling deep in his throat. Leaning back, I reached to his belt, opening it quickly, and opened the shorts.
“Stand, drop,” I said.
It did not take him long. Now, naked, he sat back down on the couch. I dropped forward, my hands wrapping around his shaft, pulling the skin upwards.
My tongue reached out to touch the head, slowly rolling over the head, into the eye, and down along the rim of his crown. Opening wide, I placed my lips on his cock, sucked hard and pulled his meat into my mouth. Dad's hips thrust forward, driving more cock into my mouth. I pulled back quickly, licked my lips, and dove back down on him. I jammed his cock into my mouth. Larger than most guys I had seen, his cock fit nicely.
As I approached my gag reflex, I hesitated, relaxed my throat, and pushed myself down again.
His engorged cock slid deep into my mouth and throat. My tongue swirled around his shaft. I sucked hard.
