Daddy, Make Me A Mommy

Literotic asexstories – Daddy, Make Me A Mommy by VCDC,VCDC I love Friday nights. This one in particular. My LSAT study group decided to meet today instead of Thursday.

This was the last meeting before next week’s test. I am pretty confident they will all score well.

One in particular, I projected a perfect score. My daughter Mitzi!

Her best friend Lori will do well along with Giselle. I think Ryan will struggle, but you never know.

Ryan and Mitzi are planning on studying on Sunday too. They have been dating for the last few months after Ryan and Lori broke up.

That situation brought a different dynamic to the group, but it worked out OK. I would have preferred another female student but Mitzi insisted, she said Ryan really needed the help, She was right.

When we decided to stop studying, I brought out the wine along with a cracker and cheese plate. A little celebration for the hard work we put into the months of studying.

We had a great time, loosening up with the help of several bottles of wine. Ryan didn’t drink, but boy the girls sure did!

Mitzi was a little more tipsy than the others. I didn’t cut her off because she was spending the night.

Giselle was in walking distance so I let her go on. Lori was kind of out of it. Mitzi drove her to the meeting and offered to drive her home but I suggested Ryan who was sober. Lori and Mitzi reluctantly agreed.

I didn’t offer because I was borderline drunk.

Friday was the only time Nicole allowed Mitzi to visit.

At the time, Mitzi was as hurt as Nicole with what I did. She agreed to live with Nicole. When Nicole decided to run for office, she had a weekly meeting on Friday’s that always ran late. Those people just can’t stop talking.

She relented and let Mitzi visit on Friday’s and spend the night so that we could do something together in the morning.

Usually a nice champagne brunch, occasionally a round of golf. Mitzi had a lower handicap than me.

‘More wine Mitzi?’

‘Suuure.’ She was slurring her words.

We knocked off another bottle.

‘Dad, get another bobble. You know, a bobble of wine.’

She is undoubtedly drunk and doesn’t need anymore.

I lied, ‘Honey, that was the last of it.’

‘Get Uber Eats to bring us some more.’

‘Honey, its time to go to bed. You need to get some rest. Its 1 AM and we have a 8 AM tee time.’

She plopped down next to me.

‘Let’s go now! We can sleep on the course under the stars!’

‘Great idea, maybe next time.’

She leaned into me, resting her head on my shoulder, her arm across the top of my thighs, crossing over my penis.

For a moment, my mind went to a taboo place.

‘Come on Dad. It will be fun.’

I wish she would move her arm.

‘Sorry honey, I have to go to bed.’

She said disappointedly, ‘OK. Can I give you a good night kiss?’

She is way too drunk. We never kiss good night. She didn’t let me respond and kissed me hard on the lips, her mouth open wide. I felt her tongue pushing forward.

I shouldn’t have, but I kissed her back, playing with her tongue.

Then she stopped.

‘Daddy, that was some kiss. I liked it. I liked…’

She seemed to zone out for a moment. Then she was back.

‘I am little dizzy. Can you help me to my bedroom?’

I stood up and helped her up. She was wobbly so I put my arm around her thin waist.

‘Daddy, you are so strong. Maybe…’

She slipped loose, I caught her before she hit the ground.

‘I think you need to carry me big strong Daddy. Carry me to my…’

She was losing it again. I picked her up, one arm under her knees, another arm wrapped around her chest just below her breasts.

She instinctively held my neck and nestled her head against my chest.

She muttered, ‘Big strong Daddy, Big Daddy, yeah big where it counts.’

What was she talking about?

‘I think Mitzi needs another kiss from big strong Daddy. No, no, no Mitzi needs to kiss Daddy where it counts.’

Is she talking about kissing my cock?’

‘Mitzi is good at kissing, Yeah Mitzi likes to kiss everything. Mitzi can make Daddy happy with her kisses.’

All this muttered into my chest. She never looked up at me.

‘Mitzi likes to do more than kissing. Yeah, lots more with her big mouth.’

We made to the bedroom. I gently laid her down on the bed, removed her shoes and pulled sheet over her.

She didn’t say a word.

Walking to the door she called out, ‘Daddy, I want to shower, I think that might help me sober up. Can you help by watching to make sure I don’t pass out again?’

Fuck! I shouldn’t do that. I’ll dissuade her.

‘You will be fine. Just go to sleep Mitzi. You are falling down drunk. You are talking nonsense. Just go to sleep.’

‘What do you mean I was talking nonsense. What was I saying?’

‘You were saying Mitzi likes this, Mitzi likes to do that. Everything in the third person.’

She looked thoughtful.

She asked hesitantly.

‘Can you give me a specific?’

I lied.

‘You said ‘Mitzi wants to go to sleep.’

She gave me a look of disbelief. Maybe she knew exactly what she said. I am glad she stopped, I was getting hard imagining her kissing me where it counts.

‘So Mitzi, go to sleep.’

‘Fine, leave! I will shower anyway.’

She climbed off the bed and headed to her bathroom, disrobing as she walked, a wobbly walk.

She shed her blouse and jeans, stopped and peeled down her black panties. A trail of her clothes leading to the shower.

The view of her naked back, the taut, rounded butt cheeks, the slim waist, the soft shoulders supporting a long, elegant neck covered for the most part by her long, blonde hair.

I just shook my head. What a body. I know the best parts are hidden from me, I was still turned on.

I can’t stay here, but I must. Even though she started to walk steadily to the shower, but that didn’t mean anything.

I sat on the edge of the bed with a perfect view of the bathroom.

She left the door open. I watched her turn on the water. reaching in to test the temperature. She was satisfied.

I had a side view of her large breasts, her pretty facial profile, a waterfall soaking her long, lustrous hair.

Soon the hair grouped together looking more string like.

The water drops slid down the slope of her breasts, exiting to the sides and lingering on the nipples until the drop down and exit in the drain.

Using a wash cloth, she washed with water her neck, breasts, flat stomach, lower stomach, but ignoring her vulva. She raised a muscled leg to soak it with water, then placing it back on the floor, she stretched down the entire length down to her painted toes.

So fucking erotic. I fought the urge to pull out my manhood and stroke it while watching.

Squeezing a body wash unto her palms, she bent down low to apply the suds from the bottom of her toes up to her neck.

Her body now covered with white sudsy soap, I reached into to my underwear and pulled my hard cock up and out of my shorts.

Detaching the spray head of the shower from the wall, she rinsed her hair then moved down to her chest. She moved the head back and forth across her breasts, the nipples hardening in front of my eyes.

Moving to her back, the motion of her arm, pulled her breasts to jut out prominently.

That’s when I started stroking my cock. I should have stopped when the rinsing ended but she moved the spray head between her legs, right on her vagina. Up and down she moved the spray head.

She pulled on her nipples with the other hand.

Damn I can’t look. I am going to shoot my load if I don’t stop. I looked away trying to control my primal needs. I stopped stroking.

She screamed, ‘Oh Daddy. I am…’

I looked back, she was slumping to the floor, like she was sitting down, but there was no chair. I heard a thump. Her head had banged on the shower wall.

She wet limp like a rag doll, falling to the middle of the shower.

I tucked my hard on back in my shorts and hustled to her aid.

She wasn’t moving.

A million things rolled through my head.

What if she was unconscious? What if the blow to her head caused brain damage? What if she dies? What will I tell Nicole? What if…

I sat behind her. My legs spread on the outside of her. My arms right under her breasts, I moved her to an upright position, My hard cock pressed up against her lower back.

Get down boy!

I hugged her tight, smelling her water soaked hair. She was breathing, her chest heaving against my grip.

At last she raised her up. She got her bearings.

‘I am sorry Daddy. You were right, I should have just gone to sleep.’

I finally noticed the shower was still running soaking us, soaking my clothes.

I didn’t care. I just held her tight, the sensual aspects of the situation floated away. Mitzi was OK.

‘Daddy, I think I can stand.’

I helped her up. I turned off the water.

Whatever sexual ideas I had were gone, even though my naked daughter was hugging me with full body contact.

‘Daddy, can I hold unto to you while you towel me dry?’

‘Yes baby. Let start with the front. Put your arms on my shoulders. If you feel faint, tell me and I will catch you.’

Drying her face, neck, chest, breasts, stomach, vagina, leg down to her toes should have been arousing, but I didn’t give it a second thought.

‘Honey, for the back, place your hands on the wall so I can dry it.’

She did, but she spread her legs. Her pussy and brown eye showing, calling my name.

I loved doggy style, I am an ass man. She was showing me too much. I had to close my eyes, my desire to take her from behind overwhelming me. I rubbed my cock.

Should I pull it out and surprise her? Ask forgiveness not permission?

‘Daddy, are you going to dry me?’

I snapped back to reality and finished the job – with my eyes closed and an erection.

She is your daughter! Calm down dude!

She put on her bathrobe, a shorty, white thing that covered not much below. She walked to the bed with no issue.

I tried my best to towel off. My shirt and shorts and oh yeah briefs were soaked.

I closed the door, stripped and wrung as much water out as possible from the three pieces. I put them back on.

Mitzi had propped up pillows behind her. Her legs bent at the knees, slightly spread, her pussy visible to me. I had to go to my room. This is just too much.

‘Honey, are you doing OK? We need to go to bed… sleep… to make the 8 AM tee time in… 6 hours.’

‘Yes, but I need to talk to you about something. Come sit next to me.’

I sat next to her.

‘Daddy, get up! You are soaking wet! You are getting my bed wet.’

‘Sorry Honey, let me go change.’

‘No, this won’t take long.’

She thought for a moment.

‘Go to the bathroom. Take off all your wet clothes, wrap up in a towel and then sit with me.’

This is too much for me. She is in a short robe, her pussy right there for the taking, me with a towel covering my penis..

‘Let’s do this tomorrow Mitzi. I am tired and wet.’

‘Daddy, just go do it. Now! This is important.’

She said it was such force. I obeyed.

The only towel was a mid size. It barely tied around my waist. The knot above my left hip, but a gap ran down my left thigh. If I get a big erection, it will pop out in the open.

Why am I thinking that?

Back to the bed, I did my best to cover my package. Mitzi didn’t seem to care.

‘Ok, what’s so important that couldn’t wait till morning?’

Suddenly she twinged and shifted in the bed, her bathrobe pulling open. Now I really have to get out of here. But I was concerned.

‘Are you OK?’

‘When I fell in the shower I landed on my bottom. At first no pain, but just now a lot. Maybe you should take a look to see if there is any damage.’

Can’t do that. Can’t do that…

She shed the robe and rotated to lie on her stomach. Her round, taut cheeks jutting up below her flat back.

‘Daddy, get close, please take a look for bruises.’

I sensually ran my fingers around each cheek, like I was trying to find something elevated above the skin, a contusion.

‘Anything Daddy?’

‘Not so far. Tell you what, pull your legs into a kneeling position but keep your head on the pillow.’

She obeyed.

Mitzi now in my favorite fucking position.

She twinged again.

‘Where was the pain?’

‘My left cheek, towards the center.’

I was really enjoying the view. It would be so easy to slide my cock into her pussy. I wanted to real bad.

‘OK, I am going to spread your cheeks apart to check it out.’

I pulled the knot on my towel letting it fall to the bed. My erection pointing to where it needed to go.

I spread her cheeks and in the process the pussy lips pulled apart. I scooted forward, the head of my cock an inch from entering my daughter. I pushed ahead, the tip of the head between the lips.

‘I don’t see anything. Do you feel anything?’

‘No pain, but I do feel your fingers on my cheeks.’

I pushed the head in. What a glorious feeling. I am going to fuck her. Finally fuck her. I started in and out.

Her head whipped around to look at me.

‘What the fuck are you doing Daddy? Are you trying to fuck me? Fuck your daughter?’

‘I am sorry honey. I lost my balance holding your cheeks apart, my towel fell off and my penis bumped into your vagina. So sorry.’

‘Well it felt like you were starting to fuck me.’

‘No! I would never do that. You are my daughter.’

I moved back from her and sat on my haunches. My hard on at full mast pointing to the ceiling. She rotated to a sitting position, her arms wrapped around her legs. I had a perfect view of her pussy. She had a perfect view of my cock. She stared at it intently.

‘I had heard you had a huge thing. Seeing it in person I… I…’

She stopped. I bet she was going to admit she loved the sight of it.

‘Throw a towel over that thing and let’s talk.’

She didn’t bother covering her pussy which was fine with me.

‘Ryan has a pencil dick. Relatively short and thin. I have done all the oral things I know to get it hard and fully extended. I suck on his dick for 30 minutes, I take his balls in my mouth while I stroke him. I make him titty fuck. I couldn’t even see the cock head when he up-stroked. After all that and other tricks, I get five inches. So disappointing. So frustrating. I didn’t bother with intercourse. I was better off masturbating with my fingers.’

‘Mitzi, I have never heard you talk like that!’

‘Is it a problem? Maybe I should have said something like ‘Ryan can’t get me to orgasm.’

I am flabbergasted. My baby girl talking like a street prostitute.

‘So what do you want me to do?’

‘Help. help me experience a big… a big…’

I jumped in.

‘A big cock.’

She wants me, she wants my cock! Should I do it?

I removed the towel, letting my penis out in the open again. I took her hand and moved it to…

‘Dad! What the fuck are you doing?’

‘I… I thought… I thought you wanted to…’

She squealed.

‘No, no! You are my Dad! What’s wrong with you? That’s a disgusting thought. Touching my Dad’s… whatever. Cover up Dad – AGAIN! No wonder why Mom divorced you.’

I sunk to a new low. I covered up, picked up my wet clothes and started to my room.

‘Wait Dad. Sorry, if I gave you bad signals. I do need your help.’

I returned to the bed.

‘What can I do for you Mitzi?’ I asked.

I didn’t bother with the towel. My cock standing erect. I wanted her to keep looking at it. Maybe it will change her mind.

‘Okay, So Lori and I have similar needs.’

‘OK.’

‘So she has an idea. She says her Dad likes me.’

I know Justin. Great guy. Always great with his work team. They love him especially the women.

‘All right. So?’

‘Lori likes you and you have… you have something she likes.’

How do these people know? It had to be Jezzie. Our year long affair that led to the divorce was laden with wanton sex. Jezzie probably fucked and sucked and told.

‘They are available tomorrow night. We would meet at their place. You and Justin will swap daughters.’

‘I love it! I always had a thing for Lori.’

‘You did? Really? I didn’t know that.’

‘Yep.’

‘She will love it. I will tell her.’

‘Do we need to bring anything?’

‘Lori said they will have the food, booze and sex toys covered. She said be prepared for an overnight stay. I am bringing a bag. I have it packed with some sexy nighties.’

‘OK. Thongs? Should I pack thongs?’

‘Up to you. Oh, by the way, Lori and her Dad have been fucking for about a year. So don’t be surprised if they leave us alone for a while.’

My eyes lit up. She read that reaction.

‘Just because they do it does NOT mean we will do it. You know how I view this. You are my Dad. I am your daughter, we should never have sex.’

She didn’t sound convincing, maybe that is just my hopeful thinking.

‘Understood,’ I said.

We will see. I am not giving up hope

***

‘Hi! Come on in!’

Justin immediately hugged Mitzi and kissed her on the lips. Lori draped her arms around my neck and kissed me hard while pulling her body tight against her.

They weren’t wasting any time.

Both were wearing short silk robes, pulled closed.

‘Let’s have a drink before we begin.’

‘Dad, let’s not. Mr. Williams and I are going to my bedroom.’

‘Well are you in a hurry or what? OK, Mitzi and I are heading to my bedroom. After a while, let’s meet back here. Everyone OK with that?’

I spoke first, ‘Sure. Great plan.’

Lori took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom. Justin did the same leading my Mitzi to his room.

Suddenly I felt a twinge of jealousy. Justin was going to fuck my baby girl! The baby girl I want to have sex with.

In Lori’s room, she closed and locked the door.

Lori pointed to the foot of bed and said, ‘Sit!’

She stood in front of me, her robe still in place.

‘What are your thoughts on role playing Mr. Williams?’

‘Daddy likes that,’ I said.

‘Yes!’ she shouted while pumping her fist.

She pulled open her robe and then let it drop to the floor.

‘My real Daddy’s favorite outfit.’

She was wearing a school girl outfit! An outfit though that would be never be allowed in school.

The plaid skirt was so short I could see the bottom of her pussy. The white top that started out as a dress blouse was now a skimpy top barely covering her large breasts.

She quickly put her hair in a ponytail and pulled a pair of black horn rimmed glasses out of a robe pocket.

I gave her a quizzical look.

She said, ‘I don’t like cum in my eyes.’

I laughed. It struck me that we are really going to have sex and I will paint her face!

She took control.

‘Daddy, did you bring me in here to punish me because I was caught fucking my best friends Dad?’

‘Yeah baby, last time you just cut school, this time deserves lots more punishment.’

‘Is Daddy going to make me lick and suck his big penis until the white stuff comes out?’

‘Yes baby. And this time you are going to take all of it in your mouth. If you don’t you will get even more punishment.’

‘You mean more punishment like taking your big thing in my anus? That hurt the last time you did that.’

‘See, it made you remember how bad you were.’

‘But Daddy it feels so much better in my pussy. Remember you said you liked my tight pussy?’

‘I do, maybe that will be a treat for you if you don’t complain.’

‘Daddy, are you starting with spanking like the last time?’

‘Lay across Daddy’s lap. No crying while I spank you. If you do, no cock in your pussy.’

‘OK.’

She sounded appropriately sad. Great acting.

She started to lay on my lap, then stopped.

‘Remember you need to take off your shorts so you can put your hard cock in my pussy while you spank me. Do you have an erection Daddy?’

‘Kind of.’

I slid my shorts and briefs off. Erection starting but not quite there.

‘Oh my gosh Mr. Williams… I mean Daddy. It’s so big! Bigger than my real Dad. Mitzi is so lucky having this anytime she wants it.’

I am confused. Are we still role playing or what?

‘What do you mean Lori?’