Daughters’ Domain

Literotic asexstories – Daughters’ Domain by James_Steele,James_Steele For the purpose of relating these events, I’ll say my name is Pam and leave it at that. For reasons that should soon be clear, I can’t risk any of this being discovered by someone who knows me. I was thirty-two when all of this started, a time when many people consider a woman to be at her sexual prime. I don’t really know about that. I think I’ve been in my sexual prime ever since college. Some people are just wired that way and I guess I’m one of them, for better or worse.

Be that as it may, I’ve become more selective about men as I’ve matured. I’ve learned it’s better to rely on my modest collection of toys instead of getting involved with the wrong guy just to relieve my needs in a dry spell. I’d been in the midst of a brief dry spell when I met Blake, a fit, handsome man of forty-four. He was far from the oldest man I’d ever been with, but older than my usual average.

It’s not like I ever had trouble attracting men. My blonde hair may not be natural, but it looks good on me, if I do say so myself. I’m not what you’d call a gym bunny, but I do get some exercise and my body may be slightly thick but it’s firm and supple, including the full D cups I had done a couple of years after college.

Anyway, Blake ticked off all the boxes for me. He was charming, funny, and intelligent. And most importantly of all, respectful. Being around him made me feel safe as well as appreciated. He was a good listener and made me feel like my thoughts and opinions mattered. He also appealed easily to my shallower side, being hot, muscular and beautifully hung with a long lasting cock I could taste and play with for days. With him it was a few weeks, longer than usual for me before our relationship started turning sexual. Then we started to have long, satisfying sessions in bed.

Blake turned out to be one of the most talented pussy eaters I’ve ever known. We made a good match because I happen to be equally skilled and enthusiastic when it comes to sucking cock. I pride myself on my well-earned oral skills and this wonderful new man in my life seemed to love every second of being on the receiving end.

The funny thing was that our evolving sex life always culminated in oral pleasure. That was how we got each other off. Always. Weeks turned into months and we still hadn’t had a regular fuck. He’d cum on my pussy dozens of times, but never inside it, never entering any of my holes except my mouth.

This never became an issue, though. We were both extremely good at making each other cum and cum hard. We were satisfied, and if I ever felt the need to be filled there were always my toys. Sometimes Blake would use them on me and he was quite good at that, too.

Meanwhile, Blake and I started getting closer and I met his daughter, Hadley. He had never been married or even lived with the girl’s mother and had raised her as a single father. When I first met her, Hadley was twenty and going to college.

It was pretty intimidating meeting Hadley, if I’m being honest. She’s obviously younger and slimmer than me, with long, lightish brown hair and a tightly solid dancer’s body. Her tits aren’t as big as mine, but they have that magical kind of conical shape with puffy areolas. At home, she was usually braless in snug tops so it didn’t take much to imagine what they looked like naked. Now I know it’s out of the ordinary to feel intimidated by the hotness level of the daughter of a man I’m going out with, but being a girl with more than a few daddy issues myself I’m pretty sensitive to the vibe.

Hadley never did or said anything to make me feel unwelcome, but from the first time I went there it was clear who the woman of the house was. It shouldn’t have been a surprise. After all, a gorgeous girl raised by a charming, handsome single dad. She’d been the queen of her daddy’s roost all her life. What else would you expect?

At home they were almost like a couple. They were much more physical with each other than any other dad and daughter I’d ever seen, except for me and my own dad. For Blake and Hadley, though, it just seemed like they were expressing their love through affectionate touch. Long, tight hugs. Blake putting his arm around her waist when they were going somewhere. Hadley wiping crumbs off his face with her while gazing at him with a bemused look. There was nothing taboo about it, just sweet love and daughterly affection. On the other hand it was nothing I knew I should get in the middle of. Getting in the way of a man’s relationship with his daughter is sure disaster for a new relationship. Besides, I thought it was sweet even if Hadley sometimes acted like I didn’t exist. She was never overtly rude. It was just that she had her world with her dad and she was the center of it.

So whenever I was at their house, which was more and more as time went by, I resigned myself to playing second fiddle. The thing I didn’t tell Blake was that his relationship with Hadley reminded me a lot of mine with my dad. At least in the past. Except for one, important part. I had actually given my father a few dozen hand jobs back in my college days, and more than a few blow jobs. I had always loved my daddy the most. I was his baby girl and I felt like a queen whenever I had the chance to please his cock like a wife or lover. I was perfectly happy to let it go further, but after graduation my father insisted he didn’t want to be selfish and hold me back in life. I tried to explain he wasn’t holding me back. If anything, he was making it possible for me to be the woman I was meant to be.

Fast forward back to Blake and Hadley and I felt like I was viewing me and my father years before, except without the hand jobs and blow jobs.

The first time Blake took us both out to dinner, Hadley and I both ended up wearing short, low cut dresses. I was showing more cleavage even though hers still looked nice, but she has those amazing dancer’s legs that won’t quit. It almost looked like we were competing for Blake’s attention. But he was a gentleman and made us both feel beautiful and important.

We had wine with dinner, so when we got back to their house none of us were feeling any pain. Hadley suggested streaming a movie or two and Blake wasn’t about to refuse his precious daughter the attention she craved. I didn’t mind too much. They have a love seat and full sized couch in the living room and I sat on the love seat, keeping to one side so Blake could sit beside me.

I was still wearing the dress I had on for dinner, but Blake and Hadley both said they wanted to change. Hadley came back first. All she was wearing was a T shirt that ended around her hips. It didn’t cover her panties which obviously left her ass exposed. She gave me a nervous smile when I looked at her with a raised brow. Then she sat on the couch and started scrolling through movie selections.

Blake came out a couple of minutes later. He was wearing a tight T shirt that showed off his physique and clingy boxer briefs that showed his impressive bulge. I expected him to join me on the love seat but he sat on the couch close to his daughter.

“Daddy, I wanna snuggle,” the girl said without so much as a glance at me.

Blake lay down along the couch while Hadley scootched in front of him. She wiggled her barely covered ass right up against the bulge in his briefs while he dropped his arm over her middle and held her close. She was practically purring out loud.

The movie started and we all pretended to be watching. Blake and Hadley’s eyes were facing the TV, but he was lightly stroking his daughter’s arm. It was so intimate and loving. I tried to look like I was facing the TV but I really couldn’t help watching my boyfriend touch his lusciously beautiful daughter. It wasn’t that much over the top, but it was pretty inappropriate for a father and daughter. It was like the two were in their own little world and I barely existed.

I became the proverbial fly on the wall, a very uncharacteristic mode for me, but for some reason my presence was being tolerated. I won’t pretend I didn’t understand it also had a lot to do with a girl asserting her territorial rights. It wasn’t like I never showed the same kind of possessive behavior over my own dad in times past.

As the movie went on, Blake’s hand moved to stroke other areas of his daughter’s body. He stroked the top of her leg the way he’d been stroking her arm. Hadley snuggled tighter to him and cooed softly. I wasn’t sure if that was for her benefit or mine, but I played my wallflower role as well as anyone could’ve.

After a while, Blake moved his hand upward and started caressing Hadley’s face and neck with the backs of his fingers. He even spent some time tracing his fingertips over her lips and she briefly sucked one of his fingers into her mouth. He started whispering to her at this point and his whispers were punctuated with loving kisses along her neck and the side of her face. She cooed and smiled through all of this.

If I hadn’t had similar experience of my own father I would’ve been shocked. There was still a pretty unbelievable aspect to it. It felt like something I wasn’t supposed to be seeing yet they could just as easily have kept all of that out of my sight. When I thought back on the way my own father’s loving caresses used to make me feel my pussy flushed with heat and moisture. It only got worse when Hadley purred her approval of her daddy’s kisses.

My pussy was raging with heat and I’ll admit to more than a little jealousy. I wasn’t even sure if my jealous feelings were for Blake or if I was just missing my own dad so much. I didn’t know where all that affection was leading, but I was almost disappointed when Hadley got up, claiming to be tired. She stretched while standing right in front of her father, causing her tits to stand out in her shirt. At the same time her shirt lifted up to fully expose her panties and I could swear there was a wet stain in the crotch. I suspected her yawn was fake. Then she turned and went upstairs to her room.

Blake shifted around so his feet were on the floor. The enormous erection in his briefs couldn’t have been more obvious. He didn’t show the slightest bit of shame or embarrassment when he made eye contact with me, knowing I was looking at the rock hard cock stretching his underwear.

“Daddy looks so hard,” I said.

“Because he is,” Blake replied. Then he pushed his briefs over his rigid man flesh. It was like he was taunting me with the fact his cock had gotten so painfully hard up against his daughter’s body for the last hour or more.

“Do you need your good little girl to take care of that, Daddy?” I whispered hoarsely, my hands trembling.

He wrapped his hand around his thick shaft and started stroking it. There was already precum oozing heavily out his flared dome, making the stalk slippery as his hand moved up and down.

“Yes. Daddy needs his sweet little baby girl,” he said huskily.

My legs were trembling too as I stood up. I reached under my short dress and slid my sodden panties down my legs. I handed them to Blake as I stood between his widely planted feet. He held the pungent little garment to his face and inhaled my scent as I sank to my knees. I pulled the bottom of my dress around my hips and used one hand to stroke my pussy while I took over stroking my boyfriend’s cock. It was the hardest I’d ever felt him.

Then he spoke words I hadn’t heard in years. Words that made my dripping hot cunt ache and throb from the inside out.

“Suck Daddy’s cock.”

I was suddenly the most obedient and loving daughter ever born to man. I leaned forward and started licking his cock while I held it from the base. He sighed with pleasure as I explored his solid flesh with my lips and tongue. There was no moment at any point that I wasn’t totally aware of the fact it was Hadley, his own daughter, who’d gotten that cock so hard. I thought of the way it had been pressed up against her body for so long.

As I began sucking and stroking Blake’s cock in tandem, I pushed a pair of fingers into my dripping snatch, pumping them in and out. My head and other hand were moving at a steady pace, not too fast, but just fast enough to keep him throbbing. His deep, guttural moans and sighs of pleasure were more intense than I’d ever heard before. He kept calling me his good little girl and saying how good I could “suck Daddy’s cock”. This made me moan even with his substantial amount of man flesh filling my mouth.

The whole situation was so hot and bizarre that we were both quickly getting close to cumming. It was only a couple more minutes before he started to warn me.

“That’s it, baby,” he groaned deeply. “Daddy’s gonna cum. Fuck, I love your mouth so much. Fuck, fuck…here it comes, baby girl!”

Blake’s body tensed and he started spurting into my mouth, squirting more cum than I’d seen him shoot before. He grabbed both fists full of my hair and fucked into my mouth until his delicious cock was drained. I was so close to cumming myself, but I backed off as he spent the last of his paternal seed into my face.

When I released his cock and looked up at him I saw Hadley standing by the entrance to the room. She had removed her shirt and was only wearing those skimpy panties. She was holding them aside and fingering her smoothly shaven pussy as she watched us. Blake took in the look on my face and realized she was there. He looked over to see her. Though her tits were smaller than mine, they looked stunning naked and her father obviously loved seeing them. But then a serious look crossed his face.

“I thought you said you were tired, young lady.”

“I — I — I was, Daddy. But I heard noises …”

“Go back to bed,” he told her.

She suddenly looked sad and put her head down. “Okay, Daddy. Sorry.”

“No, it’s okay,” I said without thinking.

I stood up in front of the couch and pulled the hem of my dress up around my hips, exposing my needy pussy to my boyfriend and his daughter.

“Please, Daddy,” I said. “I wanna cum too. I don’t mind if Hadley stays.”

I placed a foot on the couch so Blake could get at my slit more easily. He cast a long look at his basically naked daughter. She was watching us intently.

“Is it okay, Dad?” she asked, already touching her pussy again.

“If you really want to,” he said.

“I do,” she replied quietly.

Blake leaned close and angled his head so he could lick my clit while he pushed a couple of fingers into my pussy hole. I don’t remember ever being as wet as I was at that moment. I don’t know how long Hadley had been there, but she turned out to be as close to cumming as I was. The girl and I looked at each other and I swear we bonded more in that moment than we had in the whole time since we first met. With her father pumping his fingers in and out of my pussy while he sucked my clit, I watched Hadley furiously batter her snatch with her fingers.

There was no need to try being quiet now. Blake was slurping loudly on my pussy while his pumping fingers made an audible schlick schlick schlick. Hadley and I were both moaning aloud. She whimpered and cooed as her gaze was now trained on her father’s face while he buried himself into my cunt. She started to make these high pitched squeals broken up by desperate gasps and I knew she was cumming. Watching her cum while her father ate and fingered me sent me flying high over the edge. My own orgasm struck before Hadley’s was finished. For a moment we were cumming at the same time. My body was quivering but felt stiff. I have no idea how I could cum so hard the way I was standing and still stay on my feet.

After a minute or so to recover, I put my foot on the floor. Hadley was leaning against the wall.

“Goodnight, Daddy,” she finally said.

“Hadley? Say goodnight to Pam, too,” Blake instructed.

“Goodnight Pam.”

“Goodnight Hadley.”

Staying over that night, I wondered if Blake might try to finally fuck my pussy for the first time, but he didn’t. We just slept in a safe, comforting spoon position.

I think Hadley might’ve been avoiding me the next morning. I had breakfast with Blake and left around ten o’clock, but she never came out of her room.

Then I didn’t see them for a few days. Blake and I sent each other texts but we never mentioned what happened. My mind was full of speculations as to whether or not they were talking about it, but it was all just guess-work on my part. Some of my speculation was about why Blake had yet to fuck my pussy. It wasn’t like neither of us were enjoying the oral and mutual masturbation, but there was no way he could doubt that my pussy was more than available to his big, juicy cock. But after what happened with Hadley, I started to wonder if he thought it would be too much like cheating on his daughter — if he wasn’t giving the girl her daddy’s cock, then he shouldn’t be giving it to anyone else.

On the other hand, as hard as he was able to make me cum, I still missed having a cock pumping into my empty core. I missed the weight of a man’s body on top of me while he fucked me like I was the only woman in the world. Yet I knew for Blake, no woman would ever be more important than Hadley. My feelings of jealousy toward her started to resurface, but the hot arousal I felt at seeing their physical affection was just as persistent.

I started texting my own father more than I had in a long time. He was a good ten years older than Blake and still married to his third wife. It had been his decision to end our physical relationship after I finished college. He said he didn’t want to hold me back in life. He felt he was being selfish. But no matter how hard I tried to make him understand he was the most important man for me he wouldn’t relent. I was heartbroken for a long time after that. I had plenty of relationships with men both long and short term, but I never came close enough to marry any of them. I now knew I’d never get that far with Blake, either. Whether he was fucking her or not, it was Hadley who owned his heart and soul. His cock would be the last piece of their forbidden puzzle.

My own father was happy to be hearing from me more. Our texts didn’t take long to become flirty and I started sending him selfies where I was wearing skimpy outfits. I soon learned his latest marriage was on the rocks and that he missed the way things used to be between us. He said his marriages always ended up failing because he never stopped thinking about the way it used to be between us. I instantly told him I never stopped thinking about it, either, how I could never love anyone the same way, how no one ever loved me the way he did.

We started talking too, as often as we could. However, he never talked on the phone if his wife was around. It wasn’t the most convenient thing in the world, but I loved feeling like something more than a daughter to him. We also started talking about seeing each other in person. We were living on opposite coasts and talked about meeting somewhere in between. We set a date a couple of weeks ahead. I was beside myself with excitement, feeling butterflies in my stomach like a teenaged girl over her first love.

I couldn’t wait to see my beloved Daddy again. It had been much too long. And just the thought of being in his arms and feeling his manly need made me happier than I’d felt in years. Instinctively, I also knew this would mean the end of my relationship with Blake. But I knew just the way to tell him. It was like I had one, final task to accomplish before giving myself completely to my dad after so long.

I sent a message to Blake to say I wanted to have another dinner out with him and Hadley. He said it sounded nice. Neither of us mentioned what happened the last time but it was impossible not to think about.

The next night, I drove to Blake’s house and met them there. He looked as handsome as usual while Hadley looked more sensuous and stunning than I’d ever seen. I was wearing a short, lowcut sundress, but she was wearing a little black dress that put the one I’d been wearing the last time to shame. It plunged well past her tits in front, showing the entire inner curves of her firm, young bust. The hem was scandalously short. It was the kind of dress a girl had to be careful sitting down in. She looked pleased when I told her how gorgeous she looked and she blushed when I said her dad must be proud of having such a beautiful daughter.

Dinner was fine, though it seemed like the food was the last thing any of us were paying attention to. We had what anyone else would’ve thought was a normal conversation, but it didn’t take a psychic to know we were all thinking about our previous night together. All of Blake’s physical affection was for his daughter. She was the one he put his arm around walking to and from the car. She was the one he sat closest to in the restaurant. And while I could see he admired how I looked that night, again it was Hadley that earned his intent stares of love and affection.

I never felt the slightest bit of jealousy. I had a secret of my own and a good idea of what the promising future had in store for me. But being with Blake and Hadley was like a foreshadowing of it. And the thought of what I had in mind for the two of them started making my pussy damp before we even left the table.

After dinner, Blake suggested stopping at a lounge for a nightcap, but I said I thought it would be nicer to go home and watch movies like last time. This brought a gleam of recognition from both father and daughter. Hadley looked like she wanted to explode and Blake wanted to do whatever made his baby girl happy.

Back at Blake’s house, he and Hadley said they wanted to change into something more comfortable before turning on the TV. As Blake started to leave the room I caught Hadley by the wrist and stopped her from leaving.

“You look so gorgeous in that dress, why don’t you keep it on,” I suggested. “Your dad loves the way you look in it. But … are you wearing panties?”

The younger girl just nodded in reply.

I smiled a bit deviously. “Why don’t you take them off before he gets back?”

Hadley giggled wickedly, getting a good idea of what I had in mind for the evening. She slipped off her heels and then deftly slid one of the tiniest pair of black panties I’d ever seen down her long, firm, silky legs. I took them from her hand and briefly sniffed them. I could feel how damp the nearly non-existent gusset was.

“You’re already wet, aren’t you, you naughty girl?” I teased.

She nodded and blushed.

“And you’re wet for Daddy, aren’t you?”

“Oh god, yes,” she sighed. Being a daughter in love myself, I knew how relieved she felt to be able to say that out loud to someone she knew she could trust.

“We’re so much alike,” I told her in a caring tone. “We’re the same kind of girl. We could almost be sisters.”

We giggled at that, and then Blake came back down in his usual late evening attire: snug boxer briefs and a T shirt. He stopped to take in the sight of Hadley still wearing her dress. He smiled in approval and then took his usual position on the couch. Hadley snuggled up along his front while I took the same place on the love seat. Lying on the couch, Hadley’s dress rode up to her hips. I could see that her smooth pussy was partially exposed but her father couldn’t see that from his angle.

Blake was entranced. He stroked his daughter’s hair and neck. “Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight, sweetheart?”

Hadley giggled happily. “Yes, Daddy, a few times. But I never get sick of you saying that.”

“Mmmm, good girl,” he said, planting a soft kiss on her neck.

I noticed Hadley’s nipple was poking out of her dress. It was swollen but I don’t think Blake spotted it yet. He put his hand down on her well exposed upper leg and gently stroked her silky looking skin.

“That feels nice, Daddy,” she said at a normal volume, not trying to hide anything from me.

I turned on the TV just for the sake of form, but none of us were aware of what was on. Hadley was smiling and purring like a cozy kitten as her father caressed her bare leg. Her ass was up against his cock and I knew he’d be hard soon if he wasn’t already. He spent some time kissing her neck and the side of her face while she purred and cooed contentedly. Then he whispered things to her I couldn’t hear but made her smile.

“I love you, Daddy,” she said, sounding more kittenish than ever.

“I love you, too, baby.”

Hadley then wiggled and squirmed her uncovered ass right into her father’s cock. She let out a wicked giggle.

“Tell us what’s funny, little sister,” I said, already knowing what pleased her so much.

“Daddy’s thing is getting big,” she cooed.

“It feels nice against your firm bum, doesn’t it, sweetie?” I asked.

“Ohhhh yessssss,” she purred, grinding back against him.

“Do you like knowing your daddy has such a big cock, baby?” I said.

More giggles. “I do.”

“I bet you want that cock all for yourself and never have to share it with someone like me, right?” I went on.

“Wellllll,” the girl drawled, then hesitated, unsure what to say next but still making it clear she wished she could have her dad to herself.

“It’s okay to admit it, sweetie,” I told her. Then I started to tell them about my relationship with my father. They both listened with expressions of surprise yet I could tell it was arousing them both even more. Blake shot me a wide-eyed look as he slid his hand between his daughter’s thighs and started massaging her tender, young slit while I went on with my story. I told them everything, all about how the last encounter we had together had caused me to rekindle my relationship with my father.

Hadley was doing her best to listen, but she kept moaning and pulling in sudden gasps as her dad carefully caressed her red hot snatch with his mature, experienced fingers.

“He said his latest marriage is on the rocks,” I told them. “When I see him in two more weeks I’m going to make sure to put an end to it. We both know he doesn’t need another wife besides me. I love him the way you love your dad, Hadley. Girls like us were meant for men like our dads.”

The younger girl’s eyes went wide and then narrowed as she smiled coyly, acknowledging we were kindred spirits. She sighed and lifted her upper leg. Her father’s hand moved down as he slid a finger into her slippery hole. I pulled my dress up my legs and slid my panties off. Then I spread my legs and started rubbing my exposed slit while I watched Blake finger fuck his sexy little girl’s pussy. Hadley became a moaning mess with her dad’s finger inside her. We might’ve been kindred spirits, but she still had a devious look in her eye as she glanced over to see me stroking my pussy.

She was proudly being claimed as her daddy’s woman. She was even more aroused with me there to watch him replace me with her. Blake slid a second finger into his daughter’s wet snatch and she uttered a weak yelp. I stood up and took off my dress and panties, then went to the couch and found a wide enough sliver along the edge to sit down. I put my hand on Hadley’s hip and stroked her fine skin while her dad continued to finger her.

“That hole belongs to your daddy now,” I told her. “Are you willing to let him take it whenever his need arises?”

“Mmmm, arrggghhh, yessssssss,” she crooned.

My hand slipped behind her until I was cupping a bare ass cheek in my hand. She felt so smooth and firm. So warm to touch. Blake’s rigid cock was against the back of my hand. I was rubbing them both with the same hand as I fondled the girl’s ass. But after a while I moved my hand to her pussy and started to rub her clit while her father continued to pump his fingers in and out of her hole. I loved being part of their incestuous pleasure. It was a vivid preview of what was in store for me and my own father. I couldn’t wait.

But in the meantime, Hadley’s gasps became deep and uncontrollable. She was obviously racing toward an orgasm. I kept massaging her hotly swollen clit while Blake’s fingers fucked her faster. Her eyes suddenly went wide in an expression that looked like shock and ecstasy all at once.

“Oh, Daddy, oh fuck! What’s that? What are you doing to me?!”

“That’s your G spot, little girl. Now Daddy knows right where to reach it and make you cum like a good girl.”

“Fuck!” the younger girl cried as she went into the longest, loudest, most spastic looking orgasm I’d ever seen.

Hadley fell limp for a couple of minutes when it was over, dazed by the force of her own pleasure. Her father pulled his wet fingers from her snatch and lovingly stroked her face with them. I almost started to cry when he softly told her how beautiful she was and how much he loved her. I couldn’t wait to hear the same words from my own father. Hadley murmured she loved him too.

Giving them a moment to express their love, I finally stood up naked in front of them. I took Hadley’s hand and guided her onto her feet, which still seemed a little unsteady. She stood there demurely as I took her dress off her in front of her dad. Standing behind her, I reached in front and fondled her bare tits while her father stared at my groping hands.

“Daddy’s gonna love these firm tits,” I purred sexily beside her face. Her nipples were hard and throbbing.

“I never had a girl touch ’em before,” she announced.

“Do you like how it feels?” I asked.

She nodded silently. I spent a couple of minutes just playing with the younger girl’s tits, enjoying the look of admiration and lust on her father’s face.

“Who do your pretty tits belong to, Hadley?” I asked.

“Daddy,” she whispered. “Always Daddy.”

“Mmmm, your Dad’s a lucky man having a girl with such a gorgeous pair of titties.”

Hadley giggled weakly. Blake looked at me with an approving glance, letting me know he liked the way I was guiding his daughter.

“It’s time to take Daddy’s shirt and boxers off, Hadley. That’s up to you now,” I said.

She looked at her father for a sign of approval and he gave her a nod. He sat up with his aroused cock forming a huge tent in his boxer briefs. Blake raised his arms, allowing Hadley to pull his T shirt over his head. Then he stood up, letting the colossal bulge in the front of his brief stand out boldly in front of his little girl. She tentatively reached for the bulge and started to feel her father’s cock through the fabric.

“Hadley,” I said, reminding her she had a job to do.

“Oh, yeah,” she said with a snicker.

Then she pulled her father’s briefs down, working them over the long, girthy shaft of his cock and finally down his legs.

“There, there now,” I said. “Isn’t that much better? Daddy’s cock is gonna feel so much nicer without that silly underwear in the way.”

Still behind her with my tits pushed against her back, I guided the younger girl’s hand to her father’s cock. She didn’t need any guiding after that as she began to explore his swollen man flesh, running her hand over his length and around the head.

“That’s right, baby sister,” I said. “Feel Daddy’s big, hard cock. Doesn’t it feel good?”

“Oh yes, so good,” she cooed.

She continued exploring Blake’s head and shaft while I reached under to caress his balls.

“It feels so hot, doesn’t it, baby?” I asked.

“Mmmm, so hot,” she said weakly.

“And so hard,” I added.

“Oh god, it’s so hard.”

A low rumble of approval came out of Blake’s throat. His daughter was soon exploring his cock with both hands while I continued fondling his balls. “Mmmm, those balls feel so good too,” I said. “I can practically feel them fill up with cum just for you, little sister.”

Hadley made a purring sound while Blake and I locked eyes. I’d never seen such a gleam of lust in them before. I gave him a sly smile and all he did was groan in reply, savoring the silky touch of his daughter’s hands on his cock. I think I was just as aroused watching her play as he was. Then he finally kissed her the way I know they’d both wanted for so long. He kissed her intently, eagerly, and within moments their tongues were swirling and slipping into the other’s mouth.

Hadley made muffled purring noises while her father reached for her tits. He felt them firmly while I moved my other hand onto her ass, firmly massaging her cheeks.

Their kiss went on forever, as if they were making up for lost time. I couldn’t help rubbing my tits back and forth across Hadley’s back, enjoying the friction of her soft skin on my rigid nipples. I let go of Blake’s nutsac and put that hand between my legs to finger my pussy.

Father and daughter finally broke for air. They looked at each other in awe until Hadley turned to me and said, “Thank you.” Then she kissed me almost as deeply as she just kissed her dad. I was taken by surprise but I loved kissing such a hot, younger girl. Blake started feeling both of us, running his eager hands all over our naked female flesh.

Hadley looked surprised at herself when she broke off the kiss, but not as if she hadn’t liked it.

“It’s time to show Daddy how much you love him,” I said.

She looked at me questioningly, but then she knew exactly what to do when I pushed her downward. She sank down to the carpet on her knees. I went down with her and we were both facing her father’s huge, stiff cock. I smiled at her and took hold of Blake’s shaft, holding him steady.

“Taste your father, sweetie. He’s waiting to feel your wet mouth on his big cock.”

Hadley’s face showed her excitement. I held her dad’s cock while she started to lick his pulsing flesh. I couldn’t resist leaning in and licking Blake’s rod along with his daughter. He moaned in approval so we just kept going. Our tongues kept colliding as we swept them over his throbbing flesh and a few times we paused and kissed each other while I stroked him. His pole was soaked with the saliva of two girls so my hand slid easily along his length.

Hadley started sucking on the tip of his cock, gradually taking more of his shaft between her lips. I leaned in and lapped wetly at his balls until the younger girl’s movements weren’t leaving me much room to work with. I moved around behind him and pulled his ass cheeks apart. I leaned down and lapped at the man’s puckered asshole while his daughter dutifully sucked his delicious cock.

“Argggggg, fuck, yesssss,” Blake groaned.

I realized I’d never rimmed my own father and made a mental note to pleasure my daddy’s asshole with my tongue when we saw each other. I knew Hadley was entranced by the taste and feel of her father’s cock in her mouth. As a loving daughter just like her, I knew from experience just how she felt. We worked together to please her loving man, but I finally backed away from his ass when I sensed him getting close to blowing his load. There was no doubt in my mind she would’ve been overjoyed to feel that dad spunk gushing into her mouth, but this was their first time together and I wanted Hadley to feel something that much more special for the occasion.

Moving again, I pushed Hadley away from her dad’s big prick. She looked confused and not too happy. I looked at Blake for approval. I think he only had a vague idea of what I was going to do but he gave me the nod. With the way his beefy cock was pulsing with need I’d say he was up for anything.

I told him to sit back down but keep his feet extended out with his ass at the very edge of the couch. This allowed me to straddle him, my back to him but facing Hadley.

“Here’s what you’re going to do next for the father you love so much,” I told her.

She looked a bit jealous, but her eyes were gleaming with lust. She watched closely as I held her father’s cock in place and lowered my dripping pussy onto his shaft. I slowly sank down all the way, moaning as his stiff meat finally filled my snatch for the first time. I knew Hadley didn’t really need me to show her how to fuck, or even to show her what a reverse cowgirl was like. I just wanted to get the man’s luscious cock up my cunt at least once before I was out of their lives and back in my own daddy’s arms. At this point I guess it was just a matter of pride, but Blake’s cock was so big and solid it felt so good filling my hole.

At the same time, Hadley was fascinated as she watched my pussy grip her daddy’s fleshy prong and begin riding him up and down. His fat stalk was soaked with my juices and I could feel my sex lips stretching around his throbbing girth. God, it felt so good. I rode him steadily, letting Hadley see the way my tits heaved and bobbed as I fucked him. It wasn’t long before he was reaching up to feel them while I bounced on his rod.

“Just stroke him up and down with your tight little cunt, baby,” I moaned. “Just like this. Pretend you’re sucking Daddy’s cock with your pussy. He’s gonna love your tight little hole even more than mine.”

Hadley got over her fascination all too soon. She announced it was her turn before I had a chance to cum on her father’s dick. I reluctantly got off him and made room for her. She straddled him but facing him.

“I wanna see your face when you cum in me, Daddy.”

Blake gave his girl a loving a smile and stroked her pretty face with one hand. “I want that, too, princess,” he told her. “You’re such a beautiful girl, even more beautiful when you cum.”

Leaning over, Hadley started to grind her pussy along her father’s shank while he rocked his hips to thrust back at her. She started wailing right away. Finally getting stuffed full of daddy cock had her in the kind of trance a girl only feels when her most precious dream comes true.

The father/daughter couple practically forgot I was there, even when I reached down to fondle Blake’s balls and tease Hadley’s tight little asshole with my finger. Most of the time they were kissing each other except when the motion of their bodies or the need for air broke them apart. Blake was feeling Hadley’s tits a lot of that time, too, but there were a couple of times he moved his hands to her ass and even gave her a few playful spanks that made her yelp in surprise.

Hadley soon started grinding harder and faster. It almost looked like she wasn’t even in control of her body movements.

“Gonna cum, Daddy. Ohhhhh fuck, I’m gonna cum so hard!”

Blake started gasping at the same.

“Cuming with you, angel. Daddy’s gonna fill you right up with love!”

They nearly slammed into each other as their mutual pleasure crested. I was spellbound watching Hadley’s slick cunt slam up and down on her father’s cock. His shaft was pulsing as he filled her with a volley of cum spurts. I furiously rubbed my clit while they shared a glorious orgasm. My own climax was right behind theirs, coming over me before theirs was finished.

After, Hadley snugged against her naked dad with his cock still embedded in her pussy. I had to admit they looked beautiful together. When they were able to breathe again, Blake stroked his daughter’s hair and whispered things to her that made her purr and coo with happiness.

They were barely aware of me as I picked up my dress and put it back on. My part in their lives was finished. I might’ve felt sad or left out if it weren’t for the fact that I’d be renewing my relationship with my own father within a couple more weeks. It even made me smile to see how close they were, how much they loved each other. I couldn’t wait to feel that same kind of love again.

One look at them and anyone could see they didn’t need anyone but each other. As for me, I treasured the beautiful gift they had given me. I pulled my panties and shoes back on and quietly let myself out of the house, smiling to myself as I thought of what the future had in store.