Cum In Me Daddy

Literotic asexstories – Cum In Me Daddy by VCDC,VCDC We met at the day care, dropping our kids off at the same time. After a few drops, we started to converse instead of just smiling at each other.

Small talk every day led to my invitation for a coffee. She was busy that first day, but the next day it worked out.

We sat outside of the Starbucks to enjoy the good weather. The blistering heat was just around the corner.

It was fun sharing our family stories which were similar but not quite the same. She had two stepdaughters and two grandchildren. Me, one daughter with two kids.

One thing was different that I would never speak of. I have never spoke with anyone about it, even my daughter. I am one hundred percent sure the youngest kid was mine.

She was divorced, I wasn’t. Many, many years of marriage for me, some good, some not so good. Lately, not so good, turning into sexless marriage.

We met weekly for coffee, then twice a week, then every school day. We just clicked with great conversations and so many shared experiences.

Coffee with her was the height of my day. I couldn’t sleep sometimes because I couldn’t wait to see her.

Our friendship grew and grew. Our parting grew from ‘See you tomorrow’ to hugs, then hugs with a peck on the cheek, and now tight hugs with a kiss on the lips. The lips were her idea, she said that is how her family parted. I was fine with it. I looked forward to that every day too.

One day, she surprised me. Typically she wore minimal make-up and sloppy clothes but that day a complete make-over. Not just make-up, but hair and clothes.

Her blonde hair lightly permed with curls and waves. It looked so good. It had a shine to it.

Her silk blouse unbuttoned to a tasteful opening, cleavage showing, no hint of a bra.

Short skirt, tanned legs and high sandals adding to the look, an awesome look, a slightly sex look. I was kind of aroused looking at her.

I liked it. I felt like a slob in my sleeveless shirt and workout shorts.

‘Nikki, whats the occasion? Are we still having coffee today?’ I asked her as we exited the building.

‘Of course Clark! But, I thought we can do something different, a different place today.’

‘I guess, but I really like our outdoor table at Starbucks.’

‘Well, we could do that but I thought we could have coffee at my home today. I have all the blends of Starbucks coffee that we like.’

‘Most days it is just me rattling around the place alone. Today is one of those days. What do you think? I would really appreciate it if we did. But, if not, let’s head to Starbucks.’

I was torn. I liked where our relationship is even though at times my mind drifted to thoughts of expansion. Expansion that included sex. I had thoughts of love, thoughts of being love with her.

It scared me to think that she wants to expand our relationship starting today. I have never cheated on my wife if you exclude my daughter. I try to convince myself that is different. Sex with my daughter every week is different.

My daughter doesn’t work, so I come over Friday afternoons to ‘help’ with the kids. Her nanny works half days on Friday.

Pretty much every week, we get the kids to nap while I am there.

Then we head to bedroom for as much sex as the kid’s naps are long.

We are not tired of each other, we do creative things to keep our sex life spicy. It works.

So I am not really looking for more sex. I am happy with my weekly with Bridget.

‘From your silence I take it we are heading to Starbucks. Correct?’

‘No, no. I am fine, let’s go to your home. Nice change of pace.’

‘Great!’

She hugged me tight, placing her hands on cheeks, pulling my package up against her skirt. When she kissed me her mouth was wide open. She sucked on one lip then the other, I opened my mouth.

Her tongue found mine, we did a little dance. We separated. I was aroused. I have to back out, but she didn’t give me a chance.

‘You won’t regret it. I have surprise for you.’

She took my hand and we started walking to the car.

‘I am driving. Do you need anything from your car?’

I thought maybe the condoms I keep in it for Friday afternoons.

‘No, I am good.’

She had a two seat BMW convertible. The top was down.

When she slid into the driver seat, her skirt rolled up. I didn’t see any panties.

She put on stylish sunglasses which added to her movie star look. Suddenly I felt special and cool riding shotgun with this ageless beauty. I was looking forward to all of this. I felt aroused again.

‘There should be sunglasses in the glove box. You will need them more for the wind than sun.’

I rummaged through the glovebox, it was a mess. I didn’t see them.

‘Nothing in there Nikki.’

‘Men! Afraid to look behind the obvious. I will find them.’

To my surprise, she laid across my lap, her head resting on my cock. Oh god, god. I have little bit of an erection.

Her head level with glove box. She pulled out all the papers onto the floor. Way in the back were the sunglasses.

‘Found them!’

She managed to put everything back, her head still on my growing erection.

Raising up, she put her hand between my legs to help push up. The back of her wrist up against the head of my cock.

Back in her seat she didn’t say anything about my hard on thank god.

‘Justin turn towards me. Good.’

She gently placed the sunglasses on me.

‘Nice, I like the look. Kind of sexy, makes me kind of aroused like you are.’

She noticed, fuck. I should leave but I couldn’t. She quickly backed out of the spot. On the street she floored it, tires squealing, hitting 60 MPH in seconds. We were on our way. This is so cool. I kind of feel special.

At stoplight a car pulled up next to us. A couple of young guys. One said hi. Nikki moved forward to see them.

‘Hi guys! Race you to the next light?’

They were in a beat up Toyota Camry.

‘Sure. We will kick your ass.’

”Hey, are you movie stars or something like that?’

‘Yeah. On our way to a shoot,’ I said.

Why not. It is LA, everyone looks like a movie star.

‘Damn! I thought you were Nicole and Brad. Holy shit, wait till I tell my girl friend. Blowjob, she will be so excited she will give me a blowjob.’

I thought that sounds good, Nikki between my legs.

Nikki shouted, ‘Bye!’

She timed the light perfectly and pulled a hole shot on them starting car lengths ahead of their beat up vehicle.

Looking back in the mirror as we sped away from them she said.

‘Should have made a bet, but they have nothing to bet with it. I like to win.’

When she said that, she placed her hand on my thigh, looked at me and smiled.

We sped onto the interstate heading north. I glanced at the speedometer – 100 MPH!

Damn this is fun! I feel like I have been transported into an alternate reality. I love it.

It took a half hour before she exited.

Finally, she removed her hand to downshift the manual transmission. We were doing 50 on the access, but it felt like we were crawling.

We caught a red light.

‘Thanks for coming with me. I hate being alone.’

She moved in close to me. She paused, then kissed me. I kissed her back. I wrapped my arm around her back, pulling her in closer.

The car behind us blasted their horn. Green light! She raised her hand and gave them the finger. She didn’t move. They swung around and stopped next to her car door.

It was a grubby looking guy with a long unkempt beard.

‘Fuck you slut!’

‘Go fuck yourself, No, go fuck your horse or sheep or dog or whatever you do to get off.,’ Nikki said.

We are in trouble. NRA stickers all over his pickup, a shotgun mounted in the rear window. We are dead, road rage!

He laughed, ‘Hey Nikki, do you still want the yard mowed today? You have a shoot tomorrow right?’

‘Yes Luke. Please do that.’

‘Who’s the lucky guy?’

‘Just some guy I picked up at daycare.’

He heartily laughed, ‘You are so funny! See you later! I will take sloppy seconds in needed.’

‘In your dreams Luke. Bye!’

In seconds, we are at 60 MPH but not for long. There was an entrance to something coming up, Something Productions.

She slammed on the brakes, artfully executing a skid to rotate 45 degrees in front of the Something Production driveway. She buried the accelerator, speeding down an asphalt road.

I saw a gate blocking the road. We were going too fast, Too fast to stop before the gate. What is she doing?

She reached up to her visor. As we closed in on the gate it swung open just in time for us to enter.

‘Jesus Nikki! I thought we were going to blow through the gate.’

‘Yeah only happened one time when my remote battery was dead. Last car totaled, new fence and now I have two remotes just in case.’

This lady is an adrenalin junky!

We sped down the asphalt drive. Off in the distance was a building, a residence. Seemed small, but as we got closer, it was massive.

‘Twenty thousand square feet in case you are wondering. Fifteen bedrooms, twelve car garage, three swimming pools, one indoors.’

‘Four lane bowling alley, indoor basketball court, twenty five seat media room and so on and so forth.’

‘It’s mine. didn’t come from my ex. by the way.

I was wide eyed and speechless.

‘Why?’ I asked.

‘Why what?’

‘Why a daycare, what 30 miles away.’

‘As you know, it is for special needs children. I did the research. It is one of the best in the city. Like you, I want the best for my grandchild.’

‘Looks like you could afford private schooling.’

‘Naw, I want Juliet to socialize with other kids.’

‘Smart. You are a very caring grandmother.’

‘Maybe. Time will tell.’

I was puzzled but didn’t pursue it, Seemed obvious to me she cared.

We pulled into one of the garages. A four car garage. A Maserati, Tesla Model S, and a Ferrari. The BMW we were in, probably the least expensive of this stable.

She read my mind.

‘I like cars.’

She is filthy rich. I am intimidated, emasculated. The high I felt coming up here has disappeared. She seems like a totally different person that has coffee with me at Starbucks. I felt like I should leave.

She sensed it.

‘Hey Clark, I am the same person. This stuff doesn’t change who I am, who I like, who I like having coffee with. All this is just toys, that’s all. Like I said, I rattle around in this place and… no one to share it with. No one who likes me for who I am, not what I own.’

She looked sad. I hugged her.

‘I like you for who you are Nikki. I was just surprised with all your success. It makes me like you even more.’

I kissed her on the cheek.

‘Can I show you this place. I am kind of proud of it.’

‘Absolutely.’

‘Are you hungry?’

‘Yeah, you know what, I am. and I need a coffee.’

‘Great, Francois has made us a great breakfast.’

‘Francois?’

‘Sorry, my chef. He will serve us then leave.’

Shocked again, I tried to talk, my mouth agape. A chef? Ok, I need to get used to this.

She took my hand and kissed it.

‘Sorry, I can ask him to leave right now.’

‘We can go back to Starbucks if you prefer. I am good with that. I just want… just need to be with you.’

She smiled, what a smile, a melting smile.

‘Clark, it’s me. I am still Nikki.’

‘No, that’s fine. It is just so… so much to absorb about you.’

‘I get it. Let’s eat, then do a tour.’

***

We were in her breakfast nook as she called it. It was bigger than my kitchen and dining room combined.

Set with a white table cloth, silver coffee pot and smaller containers of whatever. The plates, fine china with a gold rim and inner circle. Gold utensils laid on top of silk like napkins. The aura that of a fine dining room not a ‘breakfast nook’.

As Nikki said, Francois served us. Eggs Benedict, seasoned potatoes, small dish of fruit, choice of breads and… champagne.

Nikki dismissed him. We were alone.

‘Clark, a toast to our grandchildren. To their health and continued development.’

‘Here, here,’ I said.

This stuff was good. I needed another.

We ate while making small talk about the weather of all things. An edge to our interaction. A knowing that something was coming soon, something bigger.

We finished the bottle. Nikki fetched another bottle that Francois had left on ice for us.

She tried to pop the cork. It wasn’t working. I moved in behind her and together we worked on the cork.

She smelled great. Caressed by her soft blonde hair. My pelvis pushed up against her cheeks.

The cork popped. We laughed. I couldn’t move. I nuzzled her ear.. I held her tight.

‘Clark, let’s drink some more of this champagne, do the tour and I will show you something special.’

‘OK.’

My mind raced ahead to being in bed with her, all the things I can do to satisfy her.

She sat next to me as we polished off the bottle. More boring small talk. I can’t help but look, think ahead. I want her. I want this dichotomy of a woman.

I think she wants me.

My phone rang. It was Bridget.

I stood up and mouthed silently to Nikki ‘my daughter’.

She nodded. I walked out to the terrace. There was one of the pools. Looked to be an Olympic size pool. Well manicured landscaping surrounding it.

‘Dad, Lolita is leaving early today for her son’s school activity so you can come early. We can have a lot more time together if you know what I mean.’

‘I do baby. I will get there as soon as I can.’

‘When Daddy? I need you. I am so horny. Give me a time.’

God! I am torn. What to do!

‘Honey, I can’t right now. I had plans. Let me work that our. I will text you with a time.’

‘Sorry Daddy for being such a bitch. It’s just that I need you. I need you to make me feel better. You know how better than anyone.’

‘Understood honey. I will get there as soon as I can.’

‘Thanks Daddy. I love you.’

‘Love you more baby.’

‘Need your cock Daddy.’

‘Need your… bye!’

Nikki was standing at the doorway to the terrace.

‘Clark, do you need to go? We can do this another time.’

‘No, I am good. Let’s do the tour, then can I go?’

‘Sure. Would you like to take one of my cars? Ferrari, Tesla…’

I cut her off, ‘Let’s time it so you can drive me back so we can pick up the kids.’

‘You are so smart. Yes, let’s do that. Let’s tour.’

She took me arm in arm and we walked back into the nook.

I felt bad. I should leave and get to Bridget. But, I want to spend more time with Nikki. Am I cheating on my daughter?

***

Nikki was quite proud of her home. She knew all the details of every room. The three pools were magnificent. We rolled two frames on the bowling alley. She had two strikes. Me, two gutter balls with a six on the second first ball, then a spare. She kicked my ass!

We looked at only five of the bedrooms as they were all top notch.

The kitchen was world class. Industrial grade stoves, fryers, ovens. She told me next year there would be a reality cooking show videoed here. All proceeds to a world hunger charity. She is amazing, so generous.

The full court basketball court outfitted with NBA class equipment. She showed me basketballs autographed by some of the greats, past and present.

She held charity games here. One game for the old-timers, one for current stars. They paid to play in it! No audience, but Netflix paid to video it and stream it.

All proceeds went to children’s charities like St. Judes and children’s hospitals throughout the US.

She is such a great human being.

And me… I have sex with my daughter. Weekly sex. While my child, born by my daughter, takes a nap.

‘Would you like to see my office?’

‘Oh, I didn’t know you were still working.’

‘Kind of, kind of part time.’

‘Sure, let’s see it.’

We walked into the massive library lined with books, neatly placed. I noticed some of the titles were classics.

She read my mind.

‘They are originals, pretty expensive. If you totaled up the value of all these books it would exceed the current value of the house and the property.’

I am so out of my league. My books are paperbacks. My baseball card collection my pride and joy valued at $50,000. Probably one of these classics exceeded that.

What am I doing here?

There was an innocuous door nestled between shelves. She stood on her tippy toes looking for something. Her short skirt rode up halfway on her firm cheeks. Fuck! A tingle struck my balls.

She found it. A key. She turned towards me her skirt still up. My eyes telescoped to the small white thong bunched up between her labia.

Nikki noticed my stare and pulled her skirt down.

‘Sorry about that.’

I grinned at her, ‘Don’t be sorry.’

‘You’re a bad boy!’

‘You don’t know the half of it.’

I am tipping my hand. If she is looking for sex, I am her guy even though I don’t deserve it.

She smiled.

Unlocking the door, she pushed it open. It was dark.

‘Come on Clark.’

She held the door open. She followed me in.

She switched on the lights one at time.

The first one illuminated what looked like a stage set of an entryway with a tall door in the back.

The second, a bedroom.

Third, a kitchen,

And the last one, a living room.

‘Nikki, what is this? A movie set? Do you make or made movies here?’ You called it your office, I am confused.’

‘Yes, it’s a movie set. I produce and sometimes direct movies here.’

I thought about what Luke said ‘a shoot tomorrow’.

‘Are you shooting a movie here tomorrow.’

‘Yep. Several. For one I am the producer. Elsa is directing. And…’

She walked over. to the bedroom set and sat on the edge of the bed. She patted the bed next to her. An invitation to sit next to her on a bed.

‘And what?’ I asked.

‘And my youngest stepdaughter is one of the actors. This is her third movie.’

‘That’s cool. Where can I find her first movies?’

She thought carefully about her response.

Sitting so close, her perfume smelled so good. I had an urge to kiss her., take her clothes off, and fuck her passionately. My mind deep in thought when she responded. At first it didn’t register.

‘Do you watch porn?’

I think she asked me if I watch porn, I must have that wrong.

‘Clark, do you watch porn?’

She did say that. My mind raced ahead. She makes porn movies right in her house? This bed we are sitting on probably supported every sex position.

She gets all her money by putting out porn movies, how does that work?’

‘Porn? Do I watch porn?’ I asked just to be sure.

‘Yes, do you watch porn?’

‘I do.’

‘Search for old young and Bunny Bare.’

I like that site. I’m older, they are young.

‘Did you make movies Nikki?’

‘Used to, now I am behind the camera although I sometimes do a cameo as a MILF if needed.’

My mind is spinning. Nikki a retired porn star. Her stepdaughter now a porn actor. This too much.

Then she really shocked me.

‘Would you like to be in an old young movie with my stepdaughter? There is a chance the actor might not make it tomorrow. He is in London. If he gets here, I am sure he will be jet lagged and worthless for the movie.’

‘I don’t know what to say.’

‘Well I have always admired your body. You are handsome and I bet photogenic. In tomorrow’s movie, we can flip the script a little. She will do all the work. I am pretty sure you would enjoy her. She is good. Really good at cock sucking. We got her breasts enlarged so I if you like that, you will like her. No concerns about getting her pregnant, she is on the pill. So what do you think?’

‘I think, I have to think about it.’

‘Fair enough, but while you are thinking about it let me set up a camera and see how you look.’

She wheeled a professional looking camera towards the foot of the bed.

‘We are on. We are recording. Let’s see you with your shirt off.’

I didn’t move.

Nikki pulled my muscle shirt up and off.

‘Hmmm, nice.’

She ran her hand across my chest, feeling my muscles that I work hard to maintain.

‘Hard pecs great. Turn around.’

She inspected my back muscles.

‘Yeah, this will work when you are on top of Bunny. Oh, by the way, Bunny is her real first name.’

Then she ordered, ‘Stand up.’

I reluctantly did so. What is she planning on doing? It can’t be…

‘Drop ’em, I need to see your package.’

I didn’t move.

‘Clark, come on, do it!’

I didn’t.

‘Fine I will do it.’

She pulled down my shorts but not my briefs.

‘Nice, briefs filled out nicely.’

She moved her hands to the waistband.

‘Nikki, please don’t.’

‘I just want to look at it. It looks promising in your briefs.’

She said, ‘Well? I promise I won’t touch it. I have seen hundreds of penises and scrotums. Come on.’

I nodded OK. What am I doing here?

She slowly pulled them down revealing my pubic hair, past the bottom of the shaft all the way to the shaft top, stopping short of the corona. Her face inches from my penis.

‘This will work, now let’s see how big the head is.’

This whole thing was arousing, I could tell my erection was building. In seconds I will be totally naked in front Nikki. That thought was really exciting. It was something I thought about, now here I am.

Yanking my shorts to the floor, my cock sprung up, not fully erect, but getting there.

‘Yes, yes, this is quite pleasing to me. You will do well in the movie. I will get someone to shave off your pubic hair. I really like circumcised penises. Your head is big. Bunny should like that.’

‘Now, get it hard. I need to see a full erection.’

‘You mean like stroke it, I should stroke it?’

‘How else can you get hard?’

I was not going to stroke my cock in front of her. That’s where I draw the line.

‘I can’t Nikki. I mean I won’t.’

‘OK, sit.’

She stood up in front of me. First unbuttoning and taking off her blouse then unzipping and dropping her skirt to the floor. Just the bunched up thong left.

What an amazing body, not an ounce of fat on her. Her large breasts complemented by a flat stomach. Her vulva and surrounding pelvis shaved smooth,

I had an urge to touch my cock, to stroke it. An urge to touch her pussy.

She let her thong drop to the floor. She moved forward in front of my face, her pussy at the level of my mouth. She didn’t move. I couldn’t resist, I touched my tool, but retracted quickly. She saw that.

Sitting next me she turned my face to her. She kissed me on the lips. She took hold of my cock, I didn’t fight it. As we kissed she stroked me. It was working, I was getting hard.

Fully aroused, I kissed her hard, passionate kisses, kisses that are prelude to awesome sex acts.

I squeezed her tits, I played with her nipples till hard. The pillars jutting out from large areolas.

One hand on her pussy, massaging it up and down, back and forth. Top of my palm contacting her clit.

I began a kissing journey down to her pussy, when I was close to her clit she stopped me.

‘Clark, that’s great save that for tomorrow. I need to feel how your girth feels.’

‘So let me start on you. I like starting with blowjob scenes, but you are hard we will bypass that. Let’s start with cowgirl then reverse cowgirl and finally missionary. You pull out and paint my face. I need to see how much of load you can deliver.’

‘Nikki, this seems a little weird. It feels like I am auditioning for the movie. I can’t do it.’

She started crying. Uncontrollably crying.

Interlaced with sobs she said.

‘I am sorry. I want to have sex with you. I am sorry I made it like an audition. I didn’t intend that. I thought that if I approached it that way it was a surefire way to have you. I am so horny for someone who is not in the industry, someone who likes me as a person instead of an actor to dump cum in.’

I tried to console her. Her crying seemed to subside.

‘I really like you Clark. I thought you could be that person. But I understand.’

I tried to interrupt to tell her that I am the one but she rolled on..

‘Let’s get dressed and head out to pick up the kids. If we have to kill time, we can go to our Starbucks or if you wish we can go our separate ways.’

I don’t want that! I want her! We both want each other. Did I just fuck it up? Oh man.

Nikki stood up, bent over to pick up her clothes. I reached out to grab her hand and tugged her back to sit next to me.

‘Nikki, I wanted you for a long time. Having a sexual relationship with you is a dream. I’m sorry I reacted that way, it just wasn’t what I pictured to start it.’

‘Honestly, I hope it is more than just sex, I really believe I am in love with you.’

Nikki cried again. Boy I have fucked up bad. I should have kept my mouth shut.

She took my hand and looked at me directly, her tear soaked eyes glistening, locked into mine.

‘Clark, me too.’

‘You love me too?’

‘Yes, yes, yes,’

We kissed. Overwhelmed with emotion we quickly moved past that. Moving to the head of the bed lying on our sides. Full body hugs, passionate kissing, exploring our bodies, finding our erogenous zones.

Nikki took control of my erection pulling it up and into her vagina, piercing the labia, moving into the warmth of her.

I thrust up and into her, my pelvis bumping into her.

Without losing contact with my cock, we rolled over, Nikki on top.

‘Clark, I think you will like this.’

It dawned on me, she is a porn pro!

Moving into the squatting position, she pulled up, my cock head the only part surrounded by her pussy lips.

Then it started, at first a slow motion down half my shaft, back up to just the head being covered. Repeat, repeat for several minutes, the good feeling building slowly but steadily.

Nikki picked up the speed and depth. I ached for her to take it all the way down, she wasn’t giving me that. My thoughts drifting to cumming.

The sight of her breasts hanging low, bobbing up and down with her movements. I touched them, then squeezed them while she worked my cock.

Deeper she went, faster, deeper, cumming dominating my mind.

Moving out of the squat she laid on top of me, kissing me while she continued to fuck me.

Bam, all the way down, pelvis on pelvis, she ground her pussy back and forth, right and left on me. I can’t bear it any longer, I had to cum, but I want her to cum too.

I began thrusting up and down rapidly crushing her pussy, smashing her clit.

‘Oh god Clark. Keep doing that.’

I had to cum, I am so ready, I need to cum but I kept thrusting, kissing her, my mouth covering hers. Holding her tight. I need to hold on.

I increased the speed, banging her so hard, so very often.

‘Clark, Clark, fuck I am cumming, I am cumming.’

Her body shook in my grasp. She bucked up and down on my erection.

‘Yes! Owwww, ow so good. Make it good for you,’ she screamed.

I did it. I held on, I did it.

‘Clark, cum in me, please cum in me.’

I had permission, I let go. I grunted as my first spurt shot into her warm, wet pussy. She felt it, she ground back and forth on me as I emptied my balls into her, I kept cumming and cumming, I have never felt so satisfied. Even with Bridget.

Bridget! Today is my afternoon with her. What am I going to do? Fuck it! I will think about that later. I am going to enjoy my time with Nikki.

Enjoy it I did. We used every set for a different position. Standing up in the entryway, doggy style on the kitchen counter, missionary on the living room couch.

All on video. Just for us to watch later.

We were back on the bed, cuddling, noodling, enjoying our intimacy. Two lovers making small talk.

Her watch alarm went off.

‘Clark we have to go, time to pick up the kids. After you drop off Josiah, can you come back? I can’t get enough of you right now

She smiled at me and took hold of my cock.

‘This is mine now right? No sex with anyone else right? Your wife has no interest in sex, so we are good right?’

I lied to her in a way.

‘Yep, no sex with my wife. But you. Are you making anymore movies?’

‘How about only with your permission?’

‘That seems fair. But what about tomorrow? You know, the video with your stepdaughter.’

‘Well, as a contingency plan, can you help me out? I would give you permission. I think she will like you, appreciate you.’

She looked down at my cock when she said that with a big smile.

‘Given I love you, yes, I will do as you ask and fuck your daughter.’

We both broke out laughing, it sounded so silly, but appropriate.

She looked at her watch, ‘We need to go unless you are OK with me driving at 100.’

‘Uh, then let’s go.’

I dressed quickly and headed to the garage. She lagged behind to fix her make-up. I stepped onto the driveway to check out her property.

Luke was driving a tractor pulling a grass cutting attachment, he was close by.

I waved to him. He drove towards me, dismounted to talk.

He shook my hand.

‘Dude, she never brings anyone home with her. You must be special in some way.’

I get it, I ignored it.

‘We are good friends, she is an amazing woman.’

Luke said, ‘Yeah, look at all this.’

He waved his arm around the house and property.

‘Are you on the shoot tomorrow?’

‘She invited me, so I will probably attend.’

‘Thought you might be in it. I hear it is an old young with her stepdaughter. Bunny is hot, I love her vids. I hope she makes more. I volunteered. Nikki politely said no. Her vids are too classy for a guy like me. She told me she would work to get me a gig.’

‘She is a great human being. I am sure she will get you something.’

‘Hey! What are you two studs talking about?’

Damn, she looked great. i sighed. I need a divorce, but first I have to deal with Bridget.

I said, ‘The weather.’

She replied, ‘Yeah right. Let’s go Clark, we are going to be late.’

While she wasn’t shifting the transmission, I held Nikki’s hand.

Over the roar of the wind, I re-iterated i would help on the video as a last resort.

She said, ‘I think you should do it no matter what. You are better than Enrico. Bunny deserves the best.’

I didn’t ask how she knew, although I could guess. I wondered if she and Bunny had done a Mom Daughter video together. Stop it!

‘But I have no experience.’

‘Clark, just perform like you did this afternoon, You were great. I want more of it.’

She emphasized ‘I’.

‘Ok, I will.’

***

We arrived at the daycare right on time. I picked up Josiah to head to Bridget.

Nikki and I had a too long hug and kiss to depart. If someone was gathering cheating evidence, we gave them a lot.

‘Call me Clark, Tell me what we can do. Can’t you just drop him off and we can continue?’

‘Sorry, I promised I would take care of some things for Bridget.’

Like her pussy.

‘You are such a great Dad taking care of her and Josiah. Makes me love you even more.’

We split. I headed to Bridget for an afternoon of sex with my daughter. Like I need more sex.

I called Bridget.

‘Hey honey, I am on the way. Josiah is already sleeping.’

‘Good, I just put James down. He has been a handful today, can’t wait for him to start kindergarten. He got worse when the nanny left. I am so stressed out. I need someone to relieve my stress… like my Daddy.

She is going to be wild, I have seen those stress days. We fuck non-stop for hours. I am stressed out now. How can I hold up after hours of fucking Nikki?

‘And Daddy, can you spend the weekend with me? Mom and Brad just left for the mixed doubles tournament. They will be gone all weekend again.’

‘Bridget, I had plans for tomorrow.’

‘What are you doing?’

I had an urge to proudly say making a porn video with a girl half my age. A girl who is great at blowjobs. Of course I didn’t.

‘I am playing a round of golf with my buddies.’

‘Then can you spend the night, take care of your business then come back to me?’

I forgot to ask Nikki what time I need to be there, I will check with her later. It is bound to be no earlier than late morning. Just guessing.

‘Sure, I can do that.’

‘And Dad, one more thing. This is the third weekend in a row Brad and Mom spent the weekend together. Either they are doing well in tennis or…’

‘Or what honey?’

‘Or they are having an affair. Lately Brad won’t even touch me and you told me Mom doesn’t want to have sex with you. What do you think?’

I think that would shorten the path to a divorce! Yes!

‘Bridget that sounds kind of outrageous don’t you think?’

‘No I don’t, here is why. Yesterday I went through Brad’s dresser drawers. I found all kinds of sex toys. We have never used anything like that… never.’

‘After he left today, I checked. They were gone.’

‘Maybe he is seeing someone else but… when Mom and I were having sex, we sometimes used sex toys.’

‘I knew it! They are having an affair. Mom and Brad are fucking. So disgusting.’

And it is OK for me to have sex with you, my daughter, fathering a child with you.

‘I think you are on to something Bridget. What do we do about it?’

‘Let’s get a private detective to take pictures, to get evidence, to get a divorce. i guess two divorces.’

‘Daddy, if that happens, can we live together? Think about that. Sex every night!’

I wanted to scream no, I am going to marry Nikki and live with her. She doesn’t even know about Nikki.

‘Yeah honey that sounds great. But let’s get the evidence first.’

‘OK, so you can get the detective?’

‘Yeah I will take care of that.’

‘Great, Daddy hurry home. I will be ready for you in your favorite nighty. I am so horny for you.’

‘Me too Bridget. See you in a bit.’

Now what?

***

Bridget greeted me at the door with a glass of wine and my favorite sexy nighty. Strings, tiny pieces of silk. Not much left to the imagination. Just the way I like her. She always turns me on.

**

I still remember the first time after her 18th birthday. She and I alone for the weekend. She came to me in the middle of the night, sliding under the sheets.

‘Bridget, what’s up?’

‘I want to sleep with you. You know what that means.’

She put her hand into my pajama bottoms finding my cock. Stroking me while kissing me. In minutes I was hard and turned on.

‘Daddy, you are going to be my first because I love you so much.’

‘Get on top of me Daddy. Guide it in. I want it, I want you to make love to me.’

**

That was the first time. She had just turned 18, now she is 26. Eight years of sex with my daughter, it has never gotten old.

We kept up our little affair even after she married. They had their first boy. She had come off the pill to try for a second, hoping it would be a girl.

Then I fathered the second boy. Everyone assumed it was Brad’s, but she and I knew it wasn’t. We never talked about it,

Back to reality.

‘Good he is still sleeping. Daddy put him in his bed and meet me in the bedroom.’

I did as I was told.

Bridget was lying on her stomach resting on her forearms. Her breasts sexily dangling down supported by the small pieces of silk. Her legs bent at the knee criss crossing behind her shapely ass.

Her long black hair framing her pretty face adorned with makeup and bright red lipstick.

She knows I like seeing her red lips on my cock. it was her signal that a blowjob was coming.

‘Do you need some wine Daddy?’

I thought of saying no and getting on with it. She gave me great blowjobs. Something over the 8 years she has mastered, something she now loves doing for me.

‘Yes, let’s have a glass or two. It’s been stressful day for me too.’

Sitting on the loveseat in her room, she handed me a glass of my favorite white before placing her hand right on my cock.

She toasted, ‘To my Dad, the best person, lover, grandfather and father in the world.’

We took a sip. Tasted so good.

‘I hope James and our little boy Josiah sleep a long time, if not, we have all night.’ she said.

Our little boy Josiah? Is that a sign to talk about something we have avoided for years?

‘If we get our divorces and we live together, let’s have another baby. Maybe this time it will be a girl. Let’s start now Daddy, I have been off the pill for a week.’

‘What! What about last week? Were you off the pill?’

I came inside her at least twice.

‘Yes, I stopped the day before.’

‘Daddy, let’s get going.’

She put her wine glass down and knelt in front of me.

Gripping the bottom of my shorts, she pulled them down to floor.

Closing in on my briefs. one hand on my cock, the other slipping in the bottom of the one leg of the briefs, touching my balls.

She was so good at building my anticipation. It’s part of our Daddy Daughter dance. So good after 8 years of practice. We are such a sexual match knowing how to please each other in ways that no one else could.

Can Nikki and I get there? Will it take 8 years to achieve? Or will her porn experience accelerate us? Will we have children together? I doubt it.

Bridget’s fingers lightly caressed my balls. I love that feeling.

Her other hand progressed from just touching my cock to rub it with her fingers. It was working. Visualizing those bright red lips surrounding my shaft, kissing the head, sent my balls tingling.

I sighed. My mind wandered back to Nikki. A wave of remorse rolled over me like a tsunami. I cheated on Bridget. I shouldn’t feel that way but I did. Do I love Bridget more than Nikki?

‘Daddy, relax. You seem so… so tight… so distracted. Come on, relax. I am going to take care of you tonight. You don’t have to do anything. Whatever is stressing you out, I will relieve.’

I am supposed to reduce her stress, she flipped it. She is so good to me.

I took her advice and relaxed.

She pushed up the bottom of my briefs towards me. My cock and balls hanging out of one side of my briefs.

Bridget cupped my balls with one hand. The other stroking my cock to full erection, those bright red lips inches from the head. It got bigger and closer to all that color.

She kissed the tip. The head finally touched by the red lipstick.

She opened her mouth. Yes, please take it in, please Bridget, I screamed to myself.

She stuck out her tongue. Clutching the bottom of the shaft, she tapped the bottom of the head on her tongue, unfairly teasing me.

She stopped.

‘Bridget, what are you doing?’

‘Your briefs are bugging me. Take your shirt off while I get rid of these whitey tightys.’

Briefs and shirt off. My cock was standing straight up. The corona was red. Not from her lipstick. It was from an afternoon with Nikki. Will she notice?

She looked over my cock, examining the anatomy of it. She likes to do that even after all these years.

Not a word from her thank god.

She drooled her saliva on the head. It dripped down to my balls.

Bridget spread it along the length. She drooled some more. Spreading it this time around the head. Damn that felt good.

She needed all that wetness to deep throat me. It always came at the end of pleasuring me.

All the way to the top, her red lips wrapped around the shaft just below the corona. The strong sucking force on my head followed.

Her slow up and down strokes in concert with quick dips of her lips below the head but quickly back to the start.

She pulled off, traveled down to my balls. At first, just licking them, then spending time sucking on them.

In her mouth, the balls attacked by her tongue, flitting back and forth on them. Down for a quick movement to pull them out and then let them pop out of her red colored lips.

All the while, she furiously stroked my pulsing erection. The veins popping out of the thin covering skin. So hard, so ready to cum.

Releasing my balls, she flattened her tongue across the girth of my erection up to the head.

With her tongue fully extended, she tapped the cock head on it before taking it fully in her mouth.

Her red lips locked on the head, one hand cupped my balls, the other surrounding the thickest part of the shaft.

She pulled completely off, kissed the head, opened her mouth wide and slowly descended on me. Inch by inch my cock disappeared till it was gone.

Bridget’s red lips planted on my pelvis.