Paid For Daddy's Mistake

As Suhana opened the door she found herself looking up into the kindly face of a man in his mid fifty's. The man was over six foot tall and towered over the seventeen year-old girl. "Hello," he said. "You must be Suhana. I've heard so much about you from your Dad," he continued. "My name is Mr. Allan and your Dad works for me. Is he home?" "No," Suhana replied. "He doesn't get in for another thirty minutes or so." "Oh," Mr Allan said. "It's very urgent that I talk to him. Do you think I can wait inside for him to get home?" "I'm not supposed to let strangers in," Suhana replied. "But I'm not a stranger my dear," he replied. You know who I am now, don't you and it is very important?
" The smile on the older man's face made the girl feel safe and after all he was her Daddy's boss she reasoned. "Ok," she said opening the door wide and stepping back. The man stepped in and quickly closed the door behind him, then followed the pretty young girl down the hall and into the sitting room of the house. As he walked behind her he let his eyes travel over her lovely body.

His eyes took in the long black hair, which hung halfway down the back of her school blouse and the rounded little bum that pushed out the grey pleated skirt at the back. The skirt finished just above her knees and her legs were then naked until you came to her cute white ankle socks. Choosing a seat opposite the young girl, the older man continued his inspection of her body in silence. After looking closely at her cute face with its small nose and generous lips Mr. Allan's eyes traveled down to where Suhana's small breasts forced out the material of her blouse and then down again to where he could see up her short skirt to the "V" of white panties underneath. Blushing under the very open scrutiny, Suhana turned her legs sideways to stop him looking up her skirt. She began to worry if letting this man in had been a good idea but couldn't think of a way of getting out of the situation. As she watched she saw the man take a DVD out of his pocket. "Could you put that on to play my dear," he asked with a smile on his face? "I would like to show you something."

Taking the DVD, Suhana went and inserted it into the player and turned the TV on, trying hard not to bend and show too much of her legs to this man as she did so. "Come here and sit next to me," the man told her in a commanding voice. "I want to explain what is happening on the DVD as we watch it." Finding it hard to refuse the authority in his voice Suhana did as she was told and sat on the sofa next to Mr. Allan to watch the TV. She was glad that he made no attempt to touch her and turned her attention to the screen as the jumble of lines cleared into a picture of a counter in a shop with a till sitting on it. She jumped as Mr. Allan started speaking. "We have been losing a lot of money from this till my dear, so we decided to put in a hidden camera," he told her. Suhana watched as several employees including Mr. Allan came to the till and rung up sales before giving people their change and closing the till again. "That's my Dad," she said aloud as a man appeared on screen. "I know that's why I'm here," The man replied.

The man on screen looked around furtively and opened the cash drawer then without putting any money into the draw he withdrew some change, which he gave to the customer. Once the customer's back was turned he could quite clearly be seen putting the money that should have gone into the till into his own back pocket. While the young girl had been watching the television the man had swung around and was watching her. He saw the color drain from her face as she saw what her Father had done. Her hands were gripping her short skirt and she was motionless as she tried to make sense of what she had just seen. "It must be a mistake," she said. "He sometimes gets confused." "Well I thought that when I first saw him do it," Mr. Allan replied. "The rest of the DVD is just your Father at the till and as you can see he steals from us twelve times." After watching her Father steal from his boss another three times Suhana began to sob. She knew that her Father had been to prison for stealing before but after her Mother had died he had been given parole to look after her and had promised that he would never steal again.

Now as she watched him once more pocket money that should have gone into the till she knew that he would be sent to prison. As she sat there crying, she felt Mr. Allan put his arm around her shoulder and pull her to him. For some time she sat cuddled up to him, crying as he made soothing noises and gently stroked her long silky hair. After some time she managed to calm down a little. As she sat there with her head on the man's shoulder she could feel that his stroking had gone further and he was now stroking all over her back while squashing her breasts against his chest by hugging her to him. "Do you have to tell the police?" She asked with a sob in her voice. "Well I work it out that he has stolen over a thousand pounds in total," Mr. Allan replied. "What would you do in my place?" "But if you do he will go back to prison and I will be in no where," she sobbed. "Please don't call the police." This was going even better than the man had expected. He hadn't known that his employee had already been to prison but figured that this should make things even easier. Dropping his hand to the girl's knee he rubbed it gently up and down over the naked skin. "I'm sorry Suhana but I can't think of a single reason not to see your Father sent to prison for theft," he said. "Can you think of anything that would persuade me?" As he said this, his hand slowly slid upAllans, taking her short   skirt with it as he uncovered more of her naked thigh. "Please don't," she begged as her hand fell onto his to stop him going further. "It's up to you my dear," he replied. "But if you don't remove your hand I will leave here and call the police.

By tonight your Father will be in a cell and you will be in road." "Please don't," she begged one last time as she removed her hands from his. Mr. Allan sat there for a moment, knowing he had won. His hand rested halfway between her knee and her panties on her soft little girl flesh. He had come over early, knowing that her Dad hadn't finished work yet, in the hope of getting her compliant before her Father arrived home. Moving his hand slightly he began rubbing in very lightly up and down her leg, never going too far as he waited for her Father to arrive home.

For her part Suhana was surprised that this man hadn't done more than stroke her leg. She knew that he had won and that she couldn't stop him, yet he sat there stroking her gently as if waiting for something. Finally she heard the key in the door and felt relieved. Her Dad would save her. He would figure a way out of this. She tried to push herself off the man's lap sure that he wouldn't want to be caught with a preteen girl sitting on him. The man gripped her tightly. "Just stay where you are," he ordered. "You do everything I tell you and your Dad will stay out of Prison but disobey me even once and …" He allowed his voice to trail off in a threat as her Dad walked in.

"Mr. Allan, what are you doing here?" he said in surprise as he spotted his boss. "Suhana, get off Mr. Allan's lap this instant! You are far too old to be sitting on men's laps like that," he chastised her. "Actually I rather like her sitting on my lap Gourav," The older man spoke up. "She's a pretty little thing, isn't she? You should be pleased. After all she is doing it for you." "Doing it for me?" her father spluttered. "What the hell are you talking about?" Mr. Allan picked up the controls and pressed the start button to replay the DVD.

"Sit down and watch this," he commanded and Gourav fell into a seat, his eyes switching between where his boss held his seventeen year-old daughter on his lap and the screen of the TV. His boss and daughter watched as Gourav realized what was on the screen. His face grew ashen and he began to shake as he realized the consequences of what he had done. He tried to get his mind to work but he couldn't think.
"Why did you do it daddy," Suhana asked? "You promised me you would never do it again." "It was the bills, sweetheart," Gourav explained. "I just wasn't earning enough to pay for this place and to pay all the bills. Each month we were getting deeper into debt, and there was no way out of it." Bursting into tears Suhana buried her face against Mr. Allan's shoulder as he hugged her to him. With his free hand he stroked her leg, slowly going higher under her skirt as he watched to see what her Dad did. For what seemed like a long time Gourav just stared open mouthed at what was going on in front of him.

He could see from the bulge in her shirt that his boss's hand had reached up to his daughters panties and was now squeezing the cheek of her bum. "What the hell are you doing?" He finally blurted out jumping up from his seat. "Get your filthy hands off my daughter." "Sit down, Gourav, or I shall call the police and show them the DVD," his boss told him. "I reckon that you will get at least six years this time and you will have to serve the remainder of your last sentence and your daughter will be in road!" Gourav fell back into the chair. All of the bravado had left him and he sat looking fearfully to where his Boss sat with his daughter on his lap and a hand high up under her skirt. "Please leave her alone," He begged. "She didn't do anything wrong." "Well, let's look at the options, Gourav," his boss said. "I can go to the police in which case you go to prison and your daughter goes into a home or you can find some way to persuade me to keep quiet."

With that his fingers slid under the elastic of the young girl's panties and he cupped the soft cheek of her bum in his hand, squeezing it gently. "Ok Gourav, I want you to come over here and take off her blouse," the older man ordered. Gourav hesitated but reluctantly got to his feet and walked over to where his daughter sat on his bosses lap with his boss's hand feeling her up under the skirt. Taking his hand out from under her skirt the older man held Suhana's hands in his and pulled them behind her back. This caused her small breasts to push against the fabric of her shirt nicely. "Ok Gourav kneel down in front of us and unbutton her blouse," He ordered. Gourav looked into his daughter's face but seeing no way out dropped to his knees and began to undo the buttons on her blouse.

Mr. Allan watched with growing excitement as more of the seventeen year olds body came into view. Her small breasts were encased in a white training bra, which contrasted nicely with her tanned skin and her flat stomach looked so sexy that it made his mouth water just looking at it. "Take it right off, Gourav," his boss told him and Gourav pulled the blouse down her arms and completely off. "Now her shoes and socks, and then her skirt," the older man insisted. As Gourav worked at undressing his daughter, Mr. Allan started to kiss her. First he kissed her shoulders and neck and then her lips. At first Suhana did not respond but as he kissed her more demandingly on her lips she began to kiss back. With his hand now running over her exposed, warm flesh, Mr. Allan pushed his tongue into the young girl's unresisting mouth and allowed it to explore inside.

His cock was straining against the zip of his trousers as he ran his hands up the little preteen's body to cup her small breasts through her training bra. The little girl's Dad had a ringside seat of the action and could feel his own cock reacting to the sight in front of him. He hated himself for his feelings but as he unzipped his daughter's skirt he felt her raise herself so that he could pull it off and was as turned on as the older man to see his daughter being stripped. "Hold her legs wide apart," his boss ordered as he broke off the kiss and looked down to see her panties exposed. Gourav grasped an ankle in each hand and slowly spread his daughter's legs open until they were as wide as he could reach watching in fascination as his boss slid a hand down to cup and squeeze his daughter's crotch.

Suhana could feel the hand through the material of her panties rubbing against her pussy. At first she was frightened but slowly the feeling brought on by the rubbing caused her to want to push back against the hand. With her legs spread wide apart by her father, there was nothing she could do to prevent the intrusion as the older man's fingers began to push the material deep inside her as his rubbing got harder. Both men's cocks were now as hard as they had ever been. Gourav's face was only a foot away from his daughter's pussy and he could smell her excitement as she began to push back harder against the firm hand that rubbed her. With her eyes closed, Suhana's breath began to quicken as she thrust her pussy harder and harder against the older man's hand, trying to get as much of the wonderful feelings as she could.

Both men stared at the young preteen girl when she began to make little yelping sounds as her body stiffened in their grasp. They saw her body slowly relax after her first ever orgasm but the older man never hesitated as his hand continued to rub over her panties. Suddenly he pulled his hand up onto her flat brown stomach and slid it back down, going under the elastic of her waistband and into direct contact with her pussy. One finger dipped and slid just inside while his thumb started to make little circles around and over her hard little button of a clit.

Again the men watched as the pleasure built within the little girl who was soon enjoying her second orgasm, this one lasting much longer as the experienced fingers kept her excited with their touch. Standing the young girl up on her wobbly legs, Mr. Allan told her Father to finish undressing her and began to strip off his own clothes. As he watched, Gourav pulled the training bra over his daughter's head, exposing her budding breasts and then reached for her panties and pulled them to the ground.

Expecting Gourav to object to stripping his own daughter, Mr. Allan was surprised at his enthusiastic obedience to the command but realized why when he saw his employee's hard cock pushing out his trousers as his eyes roamed over his young daughter's lovely body. Sitting down once more, the older man pulled the little child onto his lap. His hands cupped and squeezed gently at her budding breasts with their tiny pink nipples and his mouth returned to kissing her warm fresh lips.

Suhana now lay back in his arms and accepted his touch without complaint as his hands once more slid down to her pussy. Gourav without being told pulled the young girl's legs apart and watched as his boss' finger dipped inside his daughter's wet little slit. As she again began to feel the excitement build, Suhana was disappointed when the hand stopped rubbing her. She felt herself lifted until she was sitting facing away from the older man, on his lap and looking down she saw his hard cock sticking out from between her legs as if it was her own.

The older man's hands were now roaming freely over the little girl's body squeezing and pinching her soft skin at will as his own excitement began to build. His mouth was kissing and sucking at her soft neck and shoulder and his cock was thrusting between her legs, feeling the soft folds of her pussy against it. "Lift her up a bit, Gourav," he commanded and her dad didn't hesitate to obey. Holding his little girl under the arms he pulled her up slightly and felt her face rub against his erection through his trousers.

As his boss lined his cock up with her pussy Gourav gently lowered his daughter who stiffened as she felt the bulbous head push its way inside her. "Slowly Gourav, I don't want to hurt her too much," his boss ordered and Gourav held his daughter still, so that she could get used to the feeling, as his boss slid his hard cock up and down just inside her virginal entrance. Mr. Allan's hand was now back teasing the preteen girl's little clit and soon she was pushing herself backAllans and forAllans trying to recapture the earlier wonderful feelings that she had felt.

As his boss nodded to him Gourav began to lower his daughter down so that the cock slid deeper inside her until he heard his daughter cry out in pain as the older man's cock ripped through her virginity. Gourav tried to raise his daughter back up but his boss now had his hands on his daughter's shoulders and forced her down the last few inches till his cock was completely buried inside the young girl. Pushing Gourav away his boss held the little preteen girl down on his lap, enjoying her struggles as she tried to escape the cock that felt as though it was splitting her in two.

As her struggles slowed he returned to rubbing her hard little clit and soon she was rocking back Allans and for Allans as she once again felt the pleasure that his thumb brought her. As she rocked back Allans and for Allans the older man's cock, trapped in her tight little sheath, felt waves of pleasure. He rubbed her harder and before long she was having another orgasm clamping her insides even tighter around his cock. Looking up, she noticed her father rubbing himself through his trousers as he took in the erotic sight of his daughter and his boss coupling. "I think that your father would like to join in," he told the preteen girl. "Strip off, Gourav and let your daughter kiss your cock." Gourav needed no second bidding as he quickly tore his clothes off and approached the couple on the sofa.

 Placing his cock against her warm lips he pushed slightly. Suhana looked up. She had been so engrossed in the new sensations that she was feeling that she hadn't noticed her father until now. She tried to move her head away from the hard cock that was leaking fluid onto her lips but the older man's chest behind, stopped her. "I want you to put your hands around your daddy's cock and rub it  Mr. Allan instructed and watched as she began to obey. As her father held her hands and showed her how to quicken her pace, the older man had her lick around the end of her father's cock. He could see the younger man wasn't going to last long and he quickened his own pace and rubbed the little girl's clit harder too.

Suhana's body went stiff as she began to have yet another orgasm and this was enough to push her father over the edge. His cock pulsed several times in her hands and long white ropes of cum flew from the head. The first one hit her right in the mouth, some going inside while the rest shot across her face and coated her hair, eyes, nose and cheeks in the stick white fluid.
The site of the little preteen girl covered in her father's cum and the feel of her stiffened body squeezing his cock inside her, soon had the older man's cum splattering her insides as he emptied himself into her.

 The little girl collapsed in exhaustion onto the older man's chest and after a while felt his softening cock slip from inside her pussy. Turning to look at where the girl's Father had collapsed into a chair Mr. Allan said. "I think maybe Suhana had better spend the weekend at my house in order to continue paying me back. Would you like to join us?" As he looked at his daughter, Suhana's father felt humiliated and guilty by his actions but he couldn't deny the fact that his cock was already beginning to harden as he nodded his agreement.

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Weekend With My Dad

The moment I caught my father masturbating was the moment I knew I would fuck him. Or at least try.
It was April 11, exactly two days after I turned 18. I had only about six weeks left in high school, and was staying with Dad on a lazy, sunny Saturday. The day was unusually warm, allowing me to get a head start on my summer tan.
Dad had been mowing his lawn, and I watched him while I sunned and listened to my iPod. He was wearing gym shorts and a loose tank top, and I remember vaguely thinking that my 41-year-old father was aging well. He ate sensibly, and left for work early three days a week so he could hit the gym. He was nicely built, and barely broke a sweat pushing the mower around in 80-degree heat.
A couple of my girlfriends called him a DILF. Megan, my best friend since elementary school, was the most blatant about it. She told me straight up that she wondered what it would be like to get it on with my dad.

"Older guys like Alex are supposed to be the best," she told me matter-of-factly. "They last a lot longer, and they're mature and experienced enough to give us more pleasure."
My father was a veteran television reporter who worked for one of our local network affiliates. Megan was a self-professed groupie who lusted after him whenever she saw him on TV.
"I'd like to surprise him during one of his live reports, drop to my knees and give him a blow job," she joked one time. "Do you think he'd stay professional on camera during that?"
I chastised her for being so rude and dirty, though I was strangely proud that Dad had such a hot young secret admirer. But even after that revelation, I didn't really think of him in a sexual way.
Anyway, I had the music pretty loud, and was not aware of my father's presence until he intentionally blocked the late afternoon sun from my face.
"Jessica!" he barked, apparently having to repeat himself. He waited until I removed the earphones. "I'm finished with the grass. As soon as I get cleaned up, I'll start on dinner."
"Cool, Dad, thanks." My father was not much of a cook, but I appreciated the fact that he tried. He and Mom divorced years ago, so I usually only saw Dad every other weekend and for several weeks in the summer. Despite living an hour apart, we had a great relationship. He made it to nearly all of my basketball and volleyball games, and called me every couple of days just to chat.
I'm a sucker for old heavy metal, and was listening to AC/DC's "Back in Black." When that album finished up, I decided to head inside. On the way in, I had a craving for pizza, so I figured I'd ask Dad if we could get some delivered.
I yelled up the stairs but he didn't answer. As I approached his room I could hear the shower. I figured I'd just stand outside the bathroom door and ask him my question.
But the door was open halfway and angled so I could see Dad in the full-length mirror. The rippled glass of the shower doors afforded little privacy, and I clearly saw him jerking off.
I jumped back in surprise and shock, standing with my back against the wall like I was hiding from a crazed killer. But it was mere seconds before my curiosity lured me back. I slowly positioned myself to get a view of my naked, obviously horny father.
He was turned sideways and leaning toward the wall of the shower, with his weight on his left arm. His right hand was gripping his rigid cock, slowly sliding up and down the soapy shaft. His was only the third penis I'd seen in my life, but I felt reasonably sure it was about seven inches long and quite thick.
It was in fact his girth that made me want that cock. I curled my fingers as if holding his erection, and I wondered if I'd be able to reach all the way around it. I felt my skin flush with excitement. My pussy instantly warmed and sent a small tingle of electricity up my spine. My nipples began to harden to stiff little peaks.
I was so conflicted! Here I was peeping in on my father like some kind of back-alley pervert. This was a total invasion of privacy. And he was my father!
But I couldn't help my body's reaction. As I watched him leisurely stroke his flesh, I ran a hand down and pressed against my mound. I was quickly getting very hot, and could feel my juices beginning to flow.
Then I reached up to rub my erect nipples through the thin orange fabric of my bikini.
My bikini! Dad was beating off with thoughts of me! After all, I had just been lying out in front of him, clad only in a skimpy swimsuit and smoothing lotion all over my bronzing skin. I pictured him walking back and forth behind the lawnmower, allowing his eyes to wander across my firm flesh with each pass.
The more I considered it, the more I was sure. He went inside probably 20 minutes before I did, and could have been gazing down on me from the bedroom window. Maybe he fantasized about coming back outside, ripping off my swimsuit and slamming his big cock into my tight young cunt.
All at once I was shocked, embarrassed -- and more than a little turned on by that thought. I scolded myself. Surely my father was not jerking off to thoughts of incest. He was my flesh and blood. The man who helped bring me into this world, kissed my scraped-up knees, saved money for college.
But what if he was? Was that so wrong? And was it so wrong that I suddenly wanted to make his fantasy a reality? We're both adults now.
I wanted to keep watching him, keep lusting after his gorgeous cock until it blasted cum onto the shower floor. But I knew that Dad could easily see me if he simply turned his head. So I snuck back to my room and grabbed a towel before heading to the other shower.
As the scalding water pulsed over my skin, I slowly ran my hands across my breasts, teasing and pulling at my nipples. I imagined that those fingers belonged to my father. His hands were rough and strong, but he squeezed my tits ever so gently and told me I looked so beautiful. He slid those hands down around my ass, gripping the cheeks as he worked his thick penis inside me. As my orgasm approached I dropped my head onto his shoulder, urging him to pound his little girl harder and harder.
I opened my eyes and pulled two fingers from my sopping-wet pussy. I had cum very hard, but was not satisfied. I needed to be fucked, and it had to be Daddy.
With only a few days alone with him each month, seduction would be quite a challenge. But my father didn't stand a chance. I was convinced that no man would.
I'm a tall, athletic brunette with perfectly straight hair that falls to my shoulders. My breasts are barely a C-cup but just the right size for my body. My two previous boyfriends were fascinated with my nipples. They get very pointy and very hard when I'm excited, and they're surrounded large, dark pink areolas. But I'm most proud of my body from the waist down. My legs are long, sleek and toned, and they tan easily. My ass is full and round and looks great in a thong.
I decided my healthy collection of thongs would be a nice weapon to use on Dad. From the moment I got out of the shower that afternoon, I vowed to wear nothing under my clothes except those skimpy strings. I'd go braless whenever possible.
My father is the smartest guy I know so I didn't want to be too overt. But I just had to find out if my suspicions were true, and at the same time tease him mercilessly.
Dad did double-take when I came downstairs wearing only a long light blue t-shirt. But his glance was subtle and he didn't say anything. All that evening and again Sunday I tried to keep a sideways eye on him, hoping to catch him sneaking a peak at the sexy teenaged body on display. But I never did. Was I wrong about all this?
The weeks dragged on as I went back and forth to school, back and forth between Mom's house and Dad's. It wasn't until the middle of May that I realized my teasing was noticed. I went straight from school to my father's house on Friday afternoon and took advantage of the late-spring sun. Once again, I wiggled into my orange bikini and stretched out on the chaise.
Dad said he had some research to finish on the computer, so he stayed inside. I suspected he might watch me through the window, so I put on a show. I took extra time and care applying the sunscreen, making sure I didn't miss an inch of my warm skin. I started out lying on my stomach, unhooking the straps of my top and tugging the bikini bottoms slightly into the crack of my ass.
When I flipped over, I "accidentally" lost my grip on the top and allowed my tits to jiggle free for just a moment. As I settled back into the chaise I realized just how horny I was making myself. My nipples were easily visible through the thin swimsuit, and I had the urge to rub my pussy mound.
Now that I was turned over, my eyes searched the windows of the house from behind my sunglasses. I didn't see anything for a moment. But then I thought I could make out a faint silhouette, a few feet back from Dad's bedroom window.
I didn't really need any more lotion, but put some on anyway. Again, I slowly ran my oily hands over my tight little body, hopefully teasing my father and definitely teasing myself. Every few seconds I checked the window, and sure enough was able to make out some subtle movement.
Finally the silhouette disappeared, and the open windows allowed me to hear the shower start up. Dad couldn't take any more. He had to release his pent-up lust.
I dashed into the house, tiptoed up the stairs and entered his bedroom again. This time the bathroom door was closed, but I was too horny and too desperate to see my father’s big dick again. So I slowly turned the knob and opened the door just enough to peek into the shower.
Dad was at it again. This time he was leaning back against the right side of the stall, underneath the shower spray where it wouldn’t rinse the soap off his cock. I was mesmerized as I watched him slowly, patiently work his hand over the long thick shaft.
I started to reach for my burning snatch, thinking I might bring myself to orgasm at the same time as my father. But then I made a snap decision. I quickly stripped off my bikini and slipped in through the barely open door.
Dad jumped in shock and nearly fell as I jerked open the shower door and hopped in with him. He seemed to turn himself inside out as he attempted to hide his erection and cover his wet nakedness, all the while yelling and sputtering.
"What the --! Shit! Jessie! What are you --! Get out! You can't be here! You can't see me like this!" He seemed to shout all of these words at the same time. His face was screwed up with panic. I suddenly had doubts about what I’d just done, but I couldn’t stop now. I had to have him.
"Dad - it's okay," I told him in a voice that tried to sound both soothing and seductive. "I want to be here. I want to be with you."
He stopped struggling but covered his erection with both hands as he stared at me in disbelief.
"You can't be in here! We can't --"
"We can!" I interrupted. "I'm an adult now, Dad, and I'm allowed to make my own decisions. And I've decided I want you. Can you honestly tell me that you don't want me too? Wasn't it me you were just thinking about?"
I was moving toward him now, a mischievous smile on my face. He seemed to shrink against the side of the shower. But he didn't try to leave, and he was starting to steal glances downward at my wet, naked form.
"That’s it, Dad, take a nice look. I know you’ve been watching me from the window, and it turns me on to know that you're hot for your little girl."
I was inches away from him now, and I started running my hands over his strong shoulders and arms. The poor man was being tortured! Here was his only child, naked before him, practically begging to be fucked. Dad was as still as a statue, every muscle rigid, his eyes unable to look into mine.
I ran my hands across his chest and around to his back, delighting at the feel of his skin, bemused at his inner struggle.
"Tell me, Daddy. Tell me the truth. You want me as much as I want you. Maybe more," I cooed as my hands slid down his slippery back toward his hard little butt. I leaned in to him and started kissing his neck and upper chest while pressing my teenage flesh against him.
"Ohhhhh, Jessie," he moaned. "I can’t believe this is happening. I swear I never would have --"
"But you wanted to, didn’t you Dad?"
"Oh my God, yes. I couldn’t help but look at you. I've been trying not to, but you’re so beautiful. I can hardly keep my eyes off you."
"You don’t have to any more," I answered in a near whisper. Looking him straight in the eyes, I moved my hands around to his crotch. I gently grasped his hands and moved them away from his cock.
Finally, after a month of fantasizing about this moment, I took my father’s sex into my hands. My left hand cupped and stroked his heavy balls. The palm of my right hand began sliding along the underside of his shaft. He had lost part of his erection in shock, panic and embarrassment. But I could feel it getting longer and harder in my hands now, and it was everything I wanted.
Dad and I both looked down at the same time to watch my hands feeling his cock and balls. He sighed with contentment and began to stroke my hair.
"Jessica, honey, that feels so good. I can’t believe you’re touching me this way."
"This is just the beginning, Dad. I’m gonna make you cum so hard you’ll pass out."
"Where did you get that potty mouth, little girl?" he asked with a laugh. "I thought I taught you better manners than that."
"I do have good manners, Daddy. I promise I won’t talk with my mouth full."
My father’s eyes widened and mouth gaped at my words, knowing what was about to happen. He watched in awe as I dropped to my knees in front of him.
His cock was inches from my face, throbbing and twitching with excitement. I brushed my hair aside and looked up at him, remembering that guys of all ages love that. I grasped the base of his cock and realized that my fingers couldn’t quite reach all the way around the thick meat. Then I slowly, teasingly dragged my tongue against the sensitive underside of his shaft, all the way from the base to the head.
Dad gasped and groaned with delight as I kept licking his prick like a popsicle. His hands gently stroked my hair as he watched me taste his cock for the first time. My tongue danced its way up to the swollen head and swirled around it for a few moments.
I had never been so fucking hot in all my life. I was acting out my forbidden fantasy, the one that kept me awake and stroking my clit at night for the past several weeks. My nipples were almost painfully erect, and I used my left hand to squeeze and pull at them. The sensation was like lightning bolts of pleasure, racing from my tits down to my pussy. I was so ready to be fucked, but willing to wait and show Dad how much I could please him.
Looking up at him once more, I parted my lips and eased the head of his cock into my mouth. I began bobbing my head up and down, taking a little more of his shaft inside me each time. His thick prick stretched the lips of my mouth and I wasn't sure I could get it all in. But I was horny and determined.
Little by little, I forced more of his meat inside my mouth until I nearly gagged. I was proud of myself for nearly deep-throating him, and Dad was obviously in fucking heaven.
Ever the gentleman, he never pushed my head down on his cock. But he couldn’t keep his hips from thrusting against my eager mouth, and it turned me on even more to feel him losing control of his lust. I started to hear it too.
"That’s it, baby. That’s my girl," he groaned. "Suck Daddy’s cock. Take it all it. Suck it! Oh fuck! I can’t believe you’re sucking my cock."
I loved hearing Dad’s dirty talk, and I would have joined him. But I couldn’t bear to take my lips away from his amazing dick, and I couldn’t wait to make him explode. So I just kept moaning in pleasure and smiling as much as my stretched lips would allow.
I don’t know how Dad lasted as long as he did, but his cock impossibly swelled even thicker. I realized just as he warned me, "Baby, oh God, I can’t hold off any more. I'm gonna cum!"
My naughty fantasies always had me swallowing every drop of my Dad’s cum. But I suddenly had the urge to watch him blow his load and feel it splashing on my body. I pulled his cock from my lips and began squeezing and jacking it with my hand. It was literally dripping with my saliva and his pre-cum as I stroked it.
"I want to see it, Daddy," I hissed. "I want you to cum all over me! Come on, give it to me!"
My hand was pumping furiously as Dad was cussing and groaning and calling my name. Finally his whole body tensed, and a second later the first stream of cum shot out of his swollen prick-head.
The first one was a thin strand that landed on the base of my neck. I adjusted his cock and tilted my head back as he kept ejaculating. The second, third and fourth blasts were thick ropes of cum that landed against my cheek, nose and hair. I opened my mouth and caught some of his incestuous seed on my tongue.
I instantly loved the taste of his sperm, and again sank my head down on his spasming cock. Several more loads shot into my mouth and down my throat, and I happily swallowed every bit.
"Fuck, yes!" Dad grunted. "Jessica, you little slut! Swallow my cum. Oh God! You are so fucking hot!"
I literally sucked him dry, and Dad’s entire body slumped. He didn’t pass out as I promised, but his knees buckled and he had to catch himself on the wall of the shower.
"You like?" I asked with a grin, then licked my lips. "That was amazing, Dad! I can’t believe how much cum you made for me. That must have been a quart!"
"I can’t believe it either, honey. I’ve never cum so hard in my life. It was all you, baby."
I shivered hard, and we both realized that the shower was quickly getting cold. Without another word, Dad helped me rinse the sperm off my face and out of my hair.
My body was still shaking as he wrapped me in a large, soft towel. I shook partly with excitement, partly with cold. But I knew Dad would soon take care of both.

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Just for My Daddy

It's a warm night and I'm home alone, lying on my bed wearing a black silk nightie and black panties. Thinking about you.. You'd been working away and after 3 weeks we were missing each other so bad. We'd spoken on the phone everyday but it wasn't the same as being together and we were both frustrated and horny as fuck! Remembering 2 nights ago on the phone, you started telling me how much you were missing having me beside you in bed, touching me whenever you wanted to, but mostly how badly you missed tasting my sweet little pussy. You knew that would turn me on and when you heard my involuntary moan, you knew it'd had the desired effect. You started to describe
what you were going to do to me when you got home. As I listened I could feel the heat between my legs, my pussy had started to twitch and without thinking I had slipped my hand between my legs and was just gently running my fingers over my panty covered pussy. I guess my breathing gave me away and you asked me if I was touching myself. I whispered yes.

There was a subtle change in your voice then, anybody else wouldn't have noticed, but I know my daddy. You told me that I was breaking your most important rule,

“NO TOUCHING YOUR PUSSY WHILE I'M AWAY!”

I started to say I was sorry but you told me it was too late. Your voice slightly deeper, with a firmer tone, you told me to be a good girl and do exactly what you say. That alone was enough to make my already damp panties soaking wet. I love the sexual control you have over me and I did everything you told me to, exactly as you wanted. I listened to you tell me how hard your cock was and how it throbbed in your hand as you stroked it, and listened to your little slut obeying you. You had me finger my hot little cunt til I was just about to cum, and then sharply told me to pull my fingers away. I did as you said but let out a moan of frustration as the orgasm disappeared before it reached its peak. You made me lick and suck my fingers, to tell you how I tasted. You took me to the edge of climax over and over, never allowing me to cum. You knew I loved it as much as you loved having the power over me, and you always gave me the most intense orgasms, as long as I was a good girl…but I hadn't been, I'd broken your rule and you wanted to punish me.

Abruptly you told me to take my hands away from my slutty little cunt, pull up my panties and pull down my nightie. I was shocked and didn't believe you were serious, until you said ,"I will be home sometime in the next 48 hrs, sleep now, but from when you wake up you may play with your hot, smooth little pussy but you must NOT cum til I am with you. Goodnight babygirl", and the line went dead. I lay there for a while, frustrated and upset, you'd never left me like that before, you must be so angry with me and I hated to displease you.

Eventually I drifted off to asleep.

So back to tonight, I'm lying on my bed, music on low, with all the thoughts from 2 nights ago going through my head. I'm determined not to let you down again. I am fully aware that you'd know if I brought myself off and the consequences would be dire. My legs are far apart (no chance of reaching orgasm that way), panties pushed down just far enough to expose my pussy, reaching down with my left hand to open my smooth lips, the fingers of my right hand gently stroking my hard little clit, head back, eyes closed, moaning softly. My nipples are rock hard, my pussy is throbbing, and without realising it I've started to close my legs! I'm so close to cumming..I cry out "no!" pulling my hand away and throwing my legs apart just in time to stop myself from disobeying you. I moan, partly in relief, partly in frustration.

It's then I hear your voice "Hello baby". I open my eyes and you are standing over me, looking down between my legs, a huge bulge in the front of your jeans. You tell me you've been watching me and you're so very pleased with me. You kneel next to the bed, leaning down to kiss me, my arms go up round your neck, holding you tight as I open my mouth to you. You start to whisper how you've looked forward to coming home to your good girl, you know I love it when you call me that, I smile and you tell me again, "you are my good girl baby, I knew you wouldn't let me down. I knew my good girl would wait for me."

I can hardly breathe as I listen to you. I gasp as I feel your fingers make contact with my clit, before you pull them away again and tell me "I need to taste you baby", and you start to move down, kissing all the way to the top of my pussy, you slide my panties right off, holding them to your face, you let out a moan as you feel and smell my sex on them. You pull my left leg toward you, sliding your arm underneath. I watch you lower your head between my legs and then I feel your hot tongue dipping into my soaking pussy, my body reacts to your touch by pushing up to your mouth and I'm not even aware of the sounds I start to make. Your right arm pushes me back down and you use your fingers to part my pussy lips, you expose my clit to you, it's so hard and swollen. Your breathing is deeper now and you look at me and ask, "Does my babygirl wanna cum for me?" I'm nodding and pleading, "Yes, yes, oh please let me cum for you daddy".
You smile and flick your tongue over my clit, holding me down as I jerk upwards, then you ask again, "are you sure you wanna cum for me?" Before I can answer you say, "So tell me baby, who does this little wet pussy belong to?"

"It belongs to you daddy, it's all yours" I gasp as I wriggle around under your arm, but you're too strong and have no trouble holding me still as you say, "tell me again baby". I start to tell you again as you begin steadily flicking my clit with your tongue and your left arm moves further up between my legs and you slowly slide two fingers into my aching pussy.
"Oh my god!" I cry out. I know I can’t hold back much longer. I'm telling you that my pussy is all yours whenever you want it, and in my sweetest little girl voice I ask if I can cum.
"Not yet baby", you reply.
Desperately trying to hold back, I start to beg and plead with you to let me cum. It seems like forever that you thrust your fingers deep inside my hot aching cunt and lick my hard little clit.
Then you say it, "Ok babygirl cum for daddy".
I don't even hear the rest of what you say as I arch my back, thrusting onto your hand, as the most intense orgasm I ever experience hits me, my pussy clenches hard onto your fingers, my legs squeeze tight round your arm. I'm gripping your shoulder, the other hand gripping the sheet as I shake and shudder and my cum runs down your hand. You slowly pull your fingers from my sopping cunt and remove your tongue from my now, far too sensitive clit. Very rarely have I experienced an orgasm so intense that it makes me cry, but this is one of those and you climb onto the bed, taking me in your strong arms and kissing my face as you whisper, "come here baby, you are such a good girl". I look up at you and whisper, "I love you daddy".

We kiss deeply, and then you're pushing your jeans off and moving up on top of me, spreading my legs as you get between them. You lean up on your arms, looking down at me, then between our legs where your rock hard cock is throbbing, inches from my pussy. You move forward letting it jab at my wet hole. I gasp and you pull back and ask me again, "Whose hot wet slutty little cunt is this baby?" I tell you it's yours, it will always be yours and I beg you to fuck me. I know how you love it when I talk slutty to you, and I tell you that I am your slut, that I belong to only you, that my cunt is yours to fuck whenever you want it, my mouth is yours to fill with your hot spunk, but that I need you inside me so bad...please daddy, please fuck your dirty little slut, pound my cock hungry little cunt real hard, pleeeaaase daddy.

It's all you need and you slam your cock inside me to the hilt, making me scream out "Yes!" You're holding it deep inside me, looking into my eyes, as u let my little cunt adjust to having your huge cock stretching it. You tell me I'm your little slut and you're gonna fuck me full of hot spunk and that you want me to suck your spunky cock clean after as I suck the last few drops of cum from your balls. You're thrusting into me, pinning me down as you ride me hard, saying, "this is what you want isn't it my little slut? You want daddy's big fat cock in your tight little girl cunt so I can empty my balls inside you?"

Bucking beneath you, thrusting my hips up to take you deeper each time, my legs wrapped round you pulling you deeper. "Yes daddy, I'm a greedy little slut, I love your cock and I want every solid inch inside me". You fuck me harder and faster than you ever have. My sex is running all over your balls. I feel your rhythm change as your balls tighten and a low groan starts from deep inside you and load after load of hot thick spunk shoots into my cunt. You keep fucking hard and fast til you finish jerking inside me, then collapse on top of me as we lay still, getting our breath back. You roll onto your back, taking me with you so that you are still inside me, we lay wrapped round each other and soon drift off to sleep with the smell of great sex filling the room.

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Sex With Daddy

I was feeling pretty bummed out.My boyfriend and I had been split up for about a month, and I missed him horribly. It wasn't just the closeness. To be honest, I missed the sex too. I was horny, and lonely and grumpy. Lying on the bed in my bra and panties, I heard a tap at the door.

“Come in”

My Dad came through the door, “Oops, sorry. I didn't know you weren't dressed.”

I laughed, “ I'm pretty sure you have seen me in less.”

He shifted uncomfortably, and said, “I know, but its really not appropriate. You are a grown woman now.”

I just laughed at him, and said, “Dad, I might be 18, but I'm still in high school. I'm not grown yet.”

I saw his eyes wandering over my body, but he just said he wanted to cheer me up. I told him, I didn't think there was much help for me. He offered to take me shopping. I can never turn that down. He knows the way to my heart.

I got dressed. I wanted to flirt a little and see if I could maybe get some phone numbers, so I dressed as sexy as possible. A short black mini, and a tiny little top, with no bra, that showed my nice smooth stomach. It made my 36 C tits look nice and round. I left my long dark hair down, and put on some slut red lipstick. I wore thigh high boots.

When I came down the stairs, my dad just stared at me. “God honey, that skirt is a little short.”

“Don't worry about it Dad, I wanted to look hot.”

He didn't say anything and we got in the car and he started driving. We went inside the mall, and I could tell that everyone thought he was my older boyfriend or Sugar Daddy. I didn't say anything different. I let him buy me a bunch of stuff. Shorts, tee's, skirts, etc. I tried on everything for him and was kind of enjoying the fashion show. I tried on a very sexy mini dress and couldn't get the back zipped. I called him in, and he came in the dressing room. I asked him to help zip me. His hands lingered at the base of my spine and just barely brushed my ass. He slid the zipper slowly up, and I turned around. Our eyes locked, and I hugged him close.

“Thank you Dad, for taking me shopping.”

He pulled away with a shaky breath. I could see the outline of his partially erect cock through his pants. I turned back around and let him unzip me. He abruptly left.

We drove home in a tense silence. He said he was going to watch TV. I was pleased with all my new stuff, but I was still really horny. I started thinking about my Dad, and how handsome he was. Tall, and 6'1” with salt and pepper hair and the bluest eyes you ever saw. I made a bold decision and hoped I didn't regret it.

I dressed in a tiny black see through outfit. I wore no bra. The top of the negligee, barley covered my panties. Black g string with a tiny diamond at each hip. I wore thigh high stocking and stilettos, and I came downstairs. I didn't see him in the living room, so I crept toward his bedroom. He was there. He was sitting up in bed and watching porn. I pushed the door open and came inside.

He jumped and shut the porn off. I smiled at him and sat on the edge of the bed with my thigh touching him. I took the remote from his hand and said, “Whatcha watching?”

I pressed play and the porn sprang to life. It was a younger woman and an older man. I slid up the bed and leaned back against him. My back was against his chest, and he caught his breath.

“Daddy? I know you want to touch me.”

I took his big hands and slid them up my belly. Then I slid them further up until his hands were covering my tits. He could feel the nipples hardening through my sheer top.

“Holy shit, honey! This is wrong.”

I leaned into him and said, “Oh, but it feels so good.”

He slid his hand under my sheer nightie, and cupped my firm tits. His thumbs traced my hard nipples. I moaned softly. I slid over until I was lying between his legs. My ass pushed against his hardening cock. He groaned. He slid my negligee over my shoulders and exposed my bare tits. He rubbed the nipples and pinched them lightly. One hand slid down to my thighs, and rubbed my tingling pussy through the sheer silk of my thong. My back arched and I slid my pussy up against his hand. I moved my ass against his rock hard cock.

He played with me until I was panting. Then he slid his hand inside my panties and touch my clit. It was swollen and I almost orgasmed right then. He rubbed a finger up and down my tight slit ever so softly. I was ready to explode.

“Baby girl, I know you want to cum.”

He could tell I was dying for it. He said, “lets get those panties off, shall we?”

I slid them down and he slid the negligee the rest of the way off. I was wearing only the thigh high stockings and the stilettos. He moved on top of me, and kissed his way down my belly. He teased my thighs, teasing, touching. He blew softly on my pussy. He reached down and spread my wet pussy lips with two fingers and with feather soft touches he slid his tongue up and down my cunt. He teased that way. Dipped his tinge into my wet hole, and back out. Then he found my clit, and with quick darting movements flicked his tongue fast over my throbbing clit.

I couldn't stop myself. My back arched and I lifted my ass off the bed and ground my throbbing cunt into his tongue. My hands gripped his hair, and I pulled him in hard. He tongued my pussy sucking and licking the clit till I screamed out an orgasm. While I was still panting he pulled me into a sitting position and straddled me. His cock was in front of my face.

I licked the large head of it. It wasn't that long, but it was very thick. It had a large reddish head on it, and I sucked the head into my mouth like a lollipop. He moaned, and held himself back from thrusting deep into my mouth. I played with him, the way he did me. I sucked him in and out, then teased him with my tongue. I sucked his balls, and stroked his cock with my hand. He couldn't help himself. He was thrusting into my mouth, and I sucked him hard and fast. I could feel him tensing up. I expected the rush of cum into my mouth, but he jerked away from me, and gasped, “ not yet”

He slid his mouth over my tits and sucked the nipples. Taking turns with each one. Then pushing them together and sucking and licking both the nipples at once. His hand was stroking my pussy and fingering my tight wet hole. I felt the head of his huge fat cock rubbing my clit. He slid it up and down between my wet bare pussy lips. He took so much time. I was begging him to put it inside. He kept teasing, rubbing his cock on my pussy, then slapping my clit with the head of it.

He put my legs up onto his shoulders and said, “ I want to see your face, when I shove my cock inside”

He slowly slid the head of his fat dick inside my wet tight throbbing cunt. My eyes widened as I felt my pussy stretching. He slid the length of it all the way inside and held it there.

“Baby Girl, you are so tight.”

He pulled in and out of me, gently at first, then picking up speed. He caught the rhythm and thrust into me, our bodies slapping together, firmly. He reached one hand down and rubbed my clit as he fucked me.

He laid down, and I started to straddle him, but he pushed my back to him and I lay back against his chest. He shifted me down until my ass was against his cock and then he pulled my legs into the air and slid into my throbbing wetness. His fingers played in my pussy while he fucked me. I couldn't stop myself I came a second time. He whispered, “ That’s it baby, let it all go.”

My whole body was shaking with pleasure and he turned me over and pushed my face down onto the bed. “Let daddy fuck his little slut from behind.” I felt his hands squeeze my ass cheeks hard, and he rammed his cock into my pussy hard this time. All the gentleness was gone. He fucked me hard. Slamming his thick meaty dick into my quivering wetness. He smacked my ass a few times. I could feel the heat radiating over my ass cheeks. He grunted, with the effort of holding back his cum. He pulled my hair and leaned over me. He bit my shoulder, and then he was back up slamming it inside me. He teasingly pushed one finger into my tight asshole. I gasped in shock. I reached under myself and started rubbing my clit hard and fast. I was getting ready to cum again, and he jerked out of me and put his mouth on my pussy. His mouth covered my whole pussy and I felt him suck my clit and rub his tongue on me as I came with his mouth on me. My screams of pleasure filled the room.

Before I could even get done climaxing, I heard him say through gritted teeth, “ I need to cum.”

He sat on the edge of the bed and I took him deep in my mouth. His hands gripped my long hair, and he shoved his cock into my mouth furiously. I could even feel my teeth scrape a little as he shoved down my throat, ignoring my coughing and gagging. I reached under and squeezed his balls gently, and with a bellow he blew thick ropes of hot cum down my throat. I swallowed it and pulled away, I thought he was done, but with a quick jerk he blew another stream of cum onto my face. It dripped down my chin, and onto my tits. He still had a fistful of my hair. He took a finger and slid it up my chin scooping his cum back into my open mouth. He collapsed onto the bed.

He pulled me to him. I started to get up and go back to my room, but with a firm hand he pulled me close to him and With his cock against my ass and his hand between my thighs he went to sleep.

I was stunned. I never knew sex with my dad would be that hot. I couldn't wait till he woke up.

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