“Well, you did kind of ask for it, you know,” he said, giving her an ‘I told you so’ kind of smile.
“Yeah, I know, I know!” she said, sitting up and leaning forward, resting her forearms on her knees and clasping her hands together. “But like I said, it was fun! I like teasing the guys, Daddy, you know that!” she said, looking at him, her eyes sparkling, a half-smile on her face. “Besides, the guys like to be teased. Don’t you like to be teased, Daddy?” she said, her voice lower and softer now.
“Well, sure, I guess, but it’s different with you,” he replied, being very careful about his choice of words.
“Why is that, Daddy?” she asked, her voice still low. “Why is it different with me?”
“Because you’re my daughter, Millie,” he said, “that’s why.”
“There’s nothing that says a daughter can’t tease her daddy every now and then,” she said, her voice picking up a little and her smile broadening as well. “Would you like for me to tease you, Daddy?” she asked, her eyes lighting up a bit.
“Millie, I don’t think…” he began, but Millie cut him off.
“I think you do, Daddy!” she said, standing up from where she sat and quickly coming over to stand in front of him. “I think you want me to tease you!” she said, bending down and uncrossing his leg, then putting his knees together and quickly straddling his legs as she moved to sit on his lap. “I think Daddy wants his cookies, and he wants me to give them to him!” she said as she walked up his legs with her knees on the couch on either side of him, standing on her knees in front of him with her breasts less than a foot away from his face.
“Millie, really, wait, I don’t think you should be doing this…” he stammered, but once again Millie cut him off.
“Yes, I think Daddy wants me to give him his cookies!” she said, sitting on his lap, missing his now-hard cock by mere inches. Then, to both his delight and his horror, she began sliding her hips forward as she sat higher up on his lap, still talking as she sat down and wiggled her butt on his lap – right on the hard lump of his cock.
“How about it, Daddy, don’t you want me to give you your cook – OH!” she gasped, her eyes going wide and her mouth dropping open as she felt his hard cock beneath his pants pressing against the green panty-clad mound of her pussy. She looked at him for several long seconds, not moving, hardly even breathing, as she realized just what she had done to her father and what she was sitting on.
“Oh…oh, Daddy, I…I mean…is that…did I…oh, wow,” she stammered, not knowing what to do next.
“Millie, I think you need to get up now,” Bill said, keeping his voice soft and even.
“Daddy, I’m sorry, really…I mean, I wanted to tease you, sure, but I…I didn’t think…”
“You really need to get up now, Millie,” he said insistently, secretly hoping that she didn’t. Her mound was still pressing firmly against his cock, which was still growing in his pants beneath her.
“I didn’t think…I didn’t think this would happen. I didn’t think I’d give you a boner!” she said, dropping her voice at the last word.
“Well, what did you think was going to happen?” he asked, realizing that she still hadn’t moved and that her mound was still pressed firmly against his hard cock.
“Well, yeah, I guess, but…” she said, stopping in mid-sentence as the realization of the power she held over him hit her – along with the realization that she not only liked what she was doing to him, she liked what feeling his hard, slowly growing cock pressing against her pussy was doing to her.
And that changed everything.
“But what, Millie?” he asked.
“Do you really want me to get up, Daddy?” she asked, her voice soft and low.
“Millie, I…” he started to say, but she stopped him in his tracks with what she said and did next.
“I don’t think you do, do you, Daddy?” she asked, her voice low as she slowly rotated her hips, pressing her mound more firmly against the hardness of his cock beneath her.
“Millie…” he said, but stopped as he looked into her eyes.
“You don’t want me to get up, do you, Daddy?” she repeated, her voice still low and soft as she looked into his eyes while she continued grinding her mound down onto his hard cock. “It’s okay, you can tell me the truth, Daddy, because the truth is that I don’t want to get up!”
Bill was lost, and he knew it. He knew he should lift her up and make her get up from his lap, but he couldn’t. He wanted her to stay right where she was and keep on doing just what she was doing, and more, actually – much, much more.
“No, Millie, I don’t want you to get up,” he admitted, his voice weak.
“You want me to give you your cookies, don’t you, Daddy?” she asked, her voice a whisper, her eyes wide as she put her hands on his shoulders and pressed down harder against his crotch.
“Millie, we shouldn’t be doing this,” he said in a final last act of desperation to stop what he knew shouldn’t happen next but what he truly wanted to happen.
“I know, Daddy, but we are,” she replied, her voice a soft whisper as she looked in his eyes, her hips still moving on his lap. Her pussy was getting wetter by the moment, and as wrong as it was she knew what she wanted next – what she needed next.
“Tell me, Daddy – you want me to give you your cookies, don’t you?” she asked, her voice low. He looked into her eyes for several long moments before he replied.
“Yes, I do,” Bill replied, his voice also low. “God forgive me, but I do!”
“Good! Because you know what I want, Daddy?” she said, her voice a husky whisper now.
“What?” he replied.
“I want you to fuck me!” she whispered, a small half-smile on her face, her eyes locked on his.
“Millie, I can’t…we can’t,” he said in a final desperate act to stave off what he knew was going to happen, and what he now knew they both wanted to happen.
“Yes, you can, and yes, we can,” she whispered, leaning over until her face was mere inches away from his, pressing her mound against his hard cock even harder. “I won’t tell if you won’t!” she whispered.
She kissed him then, taking his head in her hands and pressing her full, soft lips against his. Her lips were soft and warm, the most kissable lips he’d ever felt, and he hesitated for just a moment before he returned her kiss. She opened her mouth and slipped her lithe tongue into his as she wrapped her arms around his neck, sliding her hips all the way up against him and pressing her body against his. Bill wrapped his arms around her and held her close, completely caught up in her searing kiss now. Their passions built quickly, with Millie bucking her hips against his hard cock, the kiss deepening. Bill was hers now and he knew it, but deep inside he didn’t care. He’d deal with everything else later, but right now he wanted to fuck his daughter in the worst possible way – and what’s more, he was certain she wanted it as much as he did.
He slid a hand around her body to her breasts, sliding his palm over one firm, rounded mound and squeezing hard. She moaned in his mouth and her hips bucked against him as he squeezed her breast in his hand.
“Oh, my God, yes!” she gasped, breaking the kiss and holding him with a hand on the back of his head as he kissed and nibbled on her neck, his hand flexing as he gripped and squeezed her breast. After a few moments of this she sat back and pushed him away and then, with her eyes locked on his, she quickly untied the knot holding her top in place and slipped out of it, tossing it aside. Bill got a quick look at her near-perfect breasts, rounded and full, capped with a pair of equally near-perfect nipples before she grabbed his head in her hands and shoved it in between her full breasts, pressing her elbows inwards towards each other to press her tits against his face.
“Yes, Daddy, yes!” she hissed through clenched teeth as her father’s lips fastened onto one of her hard nipples and was then sucked into his mouth. She pushed her mound up against him harder, grinding it against him as he sucked first on one nipple and then the other. Bill could feel the heat from her pussy radiating out from beneath her panties and through his pants to his cock, and it only made him want her more. He reached down and grabbed her ass with both hands, squeezing it hard and eliciting a yelp of both surprise and joy from Millie. She giggled as she pushed his head into her big breast more firmly, moaning as he sucked harder on her nipple.
Then she reached down and grabbed the bulge of his cock through his pants, moving her hips back a little so she could reach him. She squeezed the hard lump beneath his pants, pulling and tugging on it.
“I want you, Daddy, I want you so bad! I’ve just got to have you inside me, and I mean right now!” she said breathlessly. She slid back off of his lap enough to give her room to work, and quickly got his zipper down and the sides of his fly pulled open. She immediately reached inside his underwear and grabbed his now fully erect cock, pulling the sides of the fly aside as she pulled his cock free. She gasped when she saw his hard cock for the first time, gripping it in her hand and squeezing it while she pumped it slowly. She looked up at him, her mouth hanging open and her eyes sparkling as she pumped his hard cock in her hand. Then she looked down at his cock in her hand again just as a large drop of precum appeared at the tip.
Bill jumped when she ran her thumb up over the sensitive head of his cock and spread the precum around, and he moaned when she began pumping his cock harder to get more precum out of him. She was getting the head of his cock slippery enough to slip inside her, and after only a few minutes she thought he was ready.
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