The rest of the ride was filled with tension I knew had been placed there by me. When Ricky tried to reassuringly grasp my hand while driving I jumped away from him, more out of instinct than thought. My dad had always done that. When it was just me and him, when Mom was out of town for work, he would pick me up from school and reach over to grab my hand. It was his way of telling me that we would have loud and unrestrained sex later that night. It was his way of showing his excitement for what was to come.

“Just tell me Stephanie. Did I do something wrong?” We were pulling into my driveway.

“No babe,” I assured, squeezing his shoulders supportingly. “But you may be dead if you don’t get out of here right now. My mom finally told my dad we’re going out and if he sees you he’ll kill you.” The look on Ricky’s face told me all I needed to know. He was scared of my father, probably afraid that he would stop me from seeing him. He had no idea that in the issue of sex my dad was his competition.

I waved goodbye, fishing out my keys and opening the front door. I carefully placed my bag down and hung my coat in the closet. I didn’t need to turn around to know what I would see. It was midnight but I knew my dad was up and sitting behind me in his love seat. I cautiously turned around, taking my time and cringing at what I saw behind my dad’s eyes.

Anger, hurt, confusion, and jealousy. A whole lot of jealousy.

“Steph,” he stood up, walking up to me and gently nudging me against the front door. “Did you let that boy touch you?” Of all the things
my dad could have said at this moment it was those words that broke into me the most. Did he care about anything but sex?

My dad, taking my lack of a response as a bad sign, shoved his lips against mine, his hands roaming over my body without restraint. His grasp hurt, and the fire in his kiss alluded that there would be more to come tonight. He wanted my body and as his underage lover I was obliged to give it to him.

“Did you let him fuck you baby,” he asked, tugging my shirt off and squeezing my breasts through my bra. I squirmed against his touch, uncomfortable at how wet I was becoming. “Did he stick his teenage cock in your cunt?” With every word my dad’s anger intensified, his touch was forceful now, almost demanding. It was as if he hoped pushing hard enough against me would erase Ricky from my mind. My dad had become a desperate man, a man who desperately wanted his daughter and desperately did not want anyone else to delight in the pleasure.

“Steph do you hear me?” His voice was gruff, his hands cold, and as he spoke he unclasped my bra expertly. “Did he touch you?” He grabbed my face between his hands, forcing me to look at him. Our eyes locked, I could tell he knew the truth by looking into them. Just as I could tell that a part of him refused to believe it.

I nodded weakly. It was true, Ricky had touched me.

“What did he do baby?” He was still holding me firmly in his gaze, although his hands had dropped from my head and had begun to lightly slide along my body, fondling my sensitive skin. I stood still, scared what his reaction would be.

“Did he kiss you?” he asked. I nodded.

“Did he touch your tits?” he questioned. I shook my head yes.

My dad’s voice had begun to get more frantic. “Did he put his cock in you?” The answer to this question would make or break him. Looking into his eyes I could see the hurt. Just asking the question gave him pain.

I nodded no.

At that my dad smiled, he leaned over and began placing kisses along my face. My eyebrows, my nose, my lips. “Oh baby. I knew you wouldn’t fuck him. I knew you couldn’t do that to daddy.” His tone was jovial, as if he had known all along what I would do. As if I was his puppet and he expected so.

I pushed away, not wanting any part of this sex game we played with each other. “I sucked his cock.” I announced, keeping him an arms length away, looking into his eyes as I revealed the truth. “I put him deep in my mouth. He said I was best he ever had,” with every word my dad’s face dropped. “I swallowed his thick, hot cum but he came so hard that I couldn’t swallow it all. Some dripped on my boobs and I licked it off in front of him.”

My dad’s face was frozen in shock, his expression clouded to prevent me from reading his thoughts. I wanted to break this trance he was in. He fucked my mom whenever he wanted and he thought he had the right to tell me who I could and couldn’t be with. Even if our relationship was taboo I wanted equality. I wanted him to see that I had options too. His cock wasn’t the only one I longed for.

Breaking the eternity of silence he whispered, pain obvious in his voice. “How could you honey?” Leaning his head into the crook of my neck, he rested against my skin. “If you wanted cock daddy could’ve given it to you. You know I have what you need.”

“This isn’t about that dad,” I complained, resisting the urge to pull him closer. “We can’t keep doing this. Me and you. I need to date guys. I’m going to get married some day and have kids. I can’t be with you forever. Our sex was bound to end one day and you know that.”

“I know Steph,” he admonished. He lifted up his head as his hands resumed their assault against my breasts. “But for now you serve daddy’s cock.” Something in his eyes flickered, like a shade that would stop him from accepting the truth. “I know you love it. I see it in your eyes. You want it right now. That’s why you couldn’t let that boy stick it in you. Only I have what you need.” His hands tugged at my jeans, forcing them down. My dad had failed to get the message. All he could think about was sex. He was an animal.

An animal who was making me wetter than Ricky ever could.

I gave up, the pleasure overwhelming me as I allowed his smooth fingers to pull down my underwear and slip into my cunt. He moved in and out, slow at the right times and fast when I needed it. The overwhelming sensations pushed me further into the front door. I didn’t even care if Mom was sleeping upstairs, my dad was going to fuck me. I needed him to fuck me.

“Dad,” I whispered huskily, eager to see the cock that had spoiled me for other cocks. Ricky’s may have been huge but my dad’s was perfect. It was long and thick, always ready for his daughter’s pussy. Always ready to make me scream. When he pulled it out I sank onto my knees before him, sucking cock for the second time that day. I brought it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tip in a way I knew drove him wild. I fondled his balls, bringing my mouth to the end of his shaft, his cock buried deep in my throat. I hummed, the vibrations making it twitch in my mouth.

“Yes baby,” my dad’s hands pushed my head further into his crotch. “Is daddy’s dick better than that boy’s? Suck me Steph, suck me off and drink all my cum. I’ll be the last juice you swallow tonight, not some pimply faced teenager’s.” If only he knew how much of a catch Ricky was, but now wasn’t the time, my dad’s cock had grown thicker, I knew his load would come soon.

“That’s right honey, daddy’s going to cum. Swallow. Swallow. Swallow the cum that made you.” His dick spasmed in my mouth, shooting its load so far down my throat I barely had time to taste it. With a last twitch he leaned over, reaching down and bringing me to my feet. His lips smashed against mine.

“That was so good sweetheart,” he gasped out, his fingers playing lightly with my nipple. “You know daddy’s is the only cock that should cum in your throat like that. No one else’s. Just mine.” With his words he began to push me back up against the front door, lifting my leg up and exposing my glistening pussy. With each word he brushed the tip of his cock along my slit. He pushed in a little, teasing me with his hard shaft.

“I took my little blue pill today baby. When Mommy told me you were out with a boy I knew you would come home wanting this cock. So don’t worry about daddy, this erection aint going nowhere.” His teasing intensified. He sucked my neck, making me arch my back in ecstasy.

“Whose cock do you want?” he asked.

“Yours daddy,” I whispered.

“Not that boy you were with?” he remarked, pushing in a little more for emphasis.

“No daddy. Not his, just yours.” His teasing was driving me insane. I had never wanted him this badly in my entire life. I needed his cock so much it hurt.

“Daddy,” I continued. “Please give it to me. I want it so bad. Please.” I was begging, and although at any other time the thought would’ve made me sick, now it only served to make me wet. He felt so good. No man had ever made me feel this good.

“I know baby. I’m going to give it to you.” He slipped in, eliciting a scream from deep within my chest, loud enough to wake up the neighbors, let alone my mother. But still I didn’t care, as long as the bitch didn’t discover us before he made me cum on his thick rod.

“This is the only cock that will ever enter your pussy,” he demanded, gently sliding in further. “Only my cock.” It was torturous, he had given me the cock I wanted but not at the pace I needed. I wanted to be drilled. He was taking his time.

“Okay Dad,” I relented. “Only you.” With reassurance my dad finally began his assault, the fire under his ass igniting his drive. His cock pounded in and out, so fast and so good. I threw myself on him, making him catch my weight as I wrapped my legs around his back, his strong arms digging into my thighs. Our sex had been this good in the beginning. When he had first made me cum I had shook with the intensity of it all. Now he was doing the same. He was making me cum like he had that first time. With mom upstairs and all he was pushing it in me. He needed my pussy as much as I needed his cock.

I was going to cum, right in the front hallway I was going to squeeze my pussy around my dad’s cock and cum like no tomorrow. His dick was going so deep it hurt, but still my body refused to process the pain. I just continued rising up and down with him, letting him violate my innermost place. My orgasm was building so high the thought of what was to come made me squirm. We could be caught at any minute, we weren’t even being quiet, but still my dad gave it to me.