A Waste Ch. 01

All characters are 18 years and older.

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“Yeah, suck it, you little slut…”

Click-clack! “AHH! DADDY!”

There are moments in your life where time seems to slow down, like just before you take the best golf swing ever, or utter the perfect pickup line. This was one of those moments, except for Travis Bell it definitely wasn’t ideal. He looked up from where he’d been sitting on the toilet cover, whacking his meat furiously at the thought of his daughter’s blonde friend Jessamy sunbathing by his backyard pool in her small orange-and-white bikini. Too late, he realized that he hadn’t locked the bathroom door before attempting to relieve the pressure the sexy teen inspired within his lonesome balls.

“Roxy! Get out!” he yelled, raising his hand up to point his daughter in the other direction, which inadvertently revealed his erection to her. He could see her gaze drop right to it and stay there, her eyes reflexively widening in shock. “OUT!”

“Um…uh…sorry…” She blinked fast, pulled the door closed behind her, and then rushed into her bedroom. She leaned back against the closed door. “Holy shit.” She couldn’t believe the size of her father’s hard penis…it had to be at least 8 inches long!

Roxy’s mother had run off and left them 5 years ago and he hadn’t even dated since, just working hard and being ‘superdad’. Such a waste, she thought to herself, thinking about that hard member that had created her almost 2 decades previous, and then she shook her head. He was her dad!

Still, she considered, it *was* a waste…

She pulled out her phone.

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“Hey Da-aad…”

Travis winced. Roxy had come up behind him in the kitchen. Her friend Jessamy had already gone home by the time he finally decided to come out of his room to make dinner.

He stopped cutting potatoes and turned to his short, brown-haired high school graduate, looking so much like her mother with her 34-25-35 figure squeezed into tight shorts and a half-top. He was glad that she wasn’t looking at him with disgust, but that mischievous grin bothered him. “Roxy, about earlier…”

She held up her hand. “I understand, Dad…Mom took off a long time ago and Jessamy is a knockout, isn’t she?”

“Uh…heh…yeah…so if we could just forget…”

“Forget? Hell no!”

“Uh…”

“Dad, what I’m about to ask is going to sound weird, but I want you to keep an open mind, okay?”

She stood there, her torso bent forward a bit with her hands clasped behind her, just like her mom used to do when she wanted something, and he could never say no to his wife. He blinked. “Um, Roxy…?”

“Dad, I have a small list of girlfriends who currently don’t have boyfriends right now…some broke up so they could have a ‘free and clear’ summer before heading off to college…some of their guys went out of town to work…others just don’t have anyone serious and…well, they like to fuck.”

“Roxy!”

“Dad!”

“Um…language…”

“Fuck…fuckity fuck fuck…”

“Rox…”

She stepped up to him. “These girls have all told me that they think you’re hot. I’ve seen what you’re packing, and frankly, it’s going to waste. Are you getting what I’m saying?”

“You…what…?”

“Did I break your brain, Dad? I’m asking if you want to FUCK some hot 18-year-olds before they go off to college.”

“Ha ha, Roxy.”

“No joke, Dad. Don’t underestimate the sex drive of young women. Actually, you and Mom were both 18 when she got pregnant with me, so I guess you do know?”

“Don’t…talk about her like that, Rox.”

“Sorry…look, it sounds like this is making you crazy, so think about it, alright? If you’re going to whack off thinking about my friends, why not let them help? Then you’re helping them, too.”

“I’ll…think about it…?”

“Cool! Thanks, Dad!” She gave him an impish grin and then took off back to her room.

He shook his head and turned back to cutting the potatoes, so distracted that he sliced his finger a moment later. Swearing and thanking his lucky stars that it was shallow, he headed off to bandage it.

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“Sooo…”

“So?”

Roxy plopped her butt on the couch next to her father and stretched her shapely legs out, her dainty feet on the coffee table. She had given him the night to reflect. “You know…the offer…”

He paused the show he was watching. “I’m not saying I’m seriously considering it, but how would it even work? Would I take your friends on dates?”

“Ha! No, Dad…they come here and you fuck them.”

He was about to admonish her for her language again but closed his mouth. They were beyond that now. “So just sex?” He looked introspective.

“Like I said, they’re heading to college after summer break, so they don’t want entanglements, but they do want that, Long Dong Daddy,” she answered, pointing at his groin.

He groaned. “Please don’t ever call me that again.”

She twisted her mouth. “Yeah, I regretted that the moment it came out of my mouth.”

“That’s what she said.”

Roxy doubled over. “HA! So you’re considering it?”

He sat back. “Maybe. They’d have to be sworn to silence, and we’d have to use condoms, of course.”

“They’re all trustworthy, clean, and most are on birth control. The ones that aren’t, yeah, I don’t want a surprise sibling next year, so you’ll have to wrap it up.”

“I can’t believe I’m even considering this.”

“I know you’ve been lonely, Dad, and I appreciate that you’ve put your personal life on hold to provide for me. Maybe once I’m in college this will be the kick in the pants you need to start dating again.”

He looked thoughtful. “Maybe.”

“Okay, then it’s time to talk about the rules.”

“Oh?”

“Some of the girls are shy, or don’t want you looking at them weirdly afterward, so you have to be blindfolded and your ears covered so you can’t know who they are.”

“WHAT?”

She touched his shoulder. “Are you worried I’m going to bring you someone ugly? Dad, think of all of my friends that have come over…are any of them unfuckable?”

Travis thought back. Nope, even the less attractive girls that his daughter brought home were still cute as hell. Youth was its own attraction. “Let me…think about it some more.”

That night, he stroked his cock thinking of Jessamy riding him in that very bed, her B-cups bouncing as she fucked herself onto his prong. “Fuuuck…” he moaned while blasting a load up and onto his chest. As he cleaned up the mess, he considered how much better it would have felt to do that deep inside the hot blonde teen’s pussy. 5 years with just his hand for comfort…his daughter was right: it was a waste.

He grabbed his phone and texted Roxy. A moment later he heard her cheer from across the hall.

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“Here,” Roxy said as she handed him a pair of safety earmuffs and some taped-over cinder goggles, what some people called steampunk sunglasses, with canvas cutting off the peripheral vision. “Get undressed, put these on, and give me a yell when you’re ready. I’ll check before letting her in, so no cheating. You pull either of these off before I do and the deal’s over.”

He paused. “You’re going to be there?”

“No, just before and after. It’s not like I haven’t seen it before, Dad. Also, no grabbing…if she wants you to, she’ll move your hands where they can go.”

He looked at the objects. “Huh.”

“Last thing: I know it’s been a while, but try to hold out as long as you can. She’s gotta get hers too, right? Go!”

Travis stepped into his bedroom and took off his clothes. He worked in construction, so felt that he had good muscle tone for a guy pushing forty. As he pulled off his boxers, he marveled at how much larger his slightly longer than 8″ penis looked with trimmed pubes, which his daughter had suggested earlier that day. He figured that maybe he’d keep ‘trimming the weeds’ after all this, though he was definitely not going to wax his chest like she had suggested. He was a man, not a boy!

He lay back on his bed and put the goggles and earmuffs on. He suddenly felt very vulnerable without his main two senses, so took a moment before yelling out his daughter’s name.

Within a couple minutes he felt someone get onto the bed with him and then gasped as he felt a warm hand take hold of his unfortunately only partially erect penis. The hand squeezed him lightly before sliding back and forth, causing his member to quickly fill with blood. He felt the bed shift and then warm skin pressed into his face. At first he thought the girl was trying to kiss him, but the smell was unmistakable, even 5 years later: pussy. He leaned forward to lick at the unseen vagina.

Once she got situated, Travis felt her warm mouth surround the head of his cock. He redoubled his efforts, hardening his tongue to pierce between those puffy labia. He concentrated on making her (whoever she was) feel good…his cock was hard as steel now, so she didn’t really need to keep sucking him. He found her clit and lapped at that.

Suddenly she pushed back at him, her round buttocks accidentally shifting the earmuffs back a little. Without a proper seal, he could hear whoever this girl was gasping as she chased her own orgasm. She had stopped sucking him.

“Unnh! OHH!”

He tasted moisture on his tongue as she ground into him. A few seconds later, she backed off and Travis quickly shrugged his shoulders to jostle the earmuffs back in place. He didn’t want his daughter to call everything off due to accidentally breaking the rules!

His daughter…he hadn’t thought about it before, but now that he was about to get fucked, he realized that he only had her word that some of her friends were interested in him. He wondered, could this actually be her clambering astride him, lining his extremely hard cock up to penetrate her, with him none the wiser because of these absurd rules?

As he felt the head of his cock slip inside the girl’s warm, tight channel, he realized that he didn’t care. Sex, after so long! He thrust his hips up and felt her palms upon his chest as she adjusted to the penetration. She backed off a little and then pushed down again. All the pussy licking he had given her, plus the lubrication from her orgasm, really helped, and he felt her slip down, down, down. She rose up and then bottomed out on her next attempt. He could feel her insides gripping him and wondered if she was cumming again. Probably not many teen boys would have been able to get this deep inside her, he figured.