Rob marched proudly out into the living room, and carried his prize through to the kitchen where he could hear his wife bumping around in the cabinets.
“Hey sweetheart!” he greeted Jillian, leaning forward for a kiss.
Jillian kissed her husband, and slapped her daughter on the ass. She squirmed. “You’re in a good mood, honey.”
“Was it my erection that gave you a clue?”
“No, you’re using pet names again. Although I don’t see why you’re carrying around that girl instead of fucking her, now that we’ve gotten so comfortable with each other.”
“I will make love—yes, make love—to my daughter when I am properly refueled, thank you. Got any grub in here?”
“I ordered a pizza but Jonah won’t be back with it for another couple minutes, and that’s if they’re done with it on time. He was so frustrated; I just had to send him out.”
Stephanie couldn’t hear anything but the drumming of her blood in her ears, so she started banging on her dad’s back again.
“Let that girl down and you can knock your boner out before dinner,” Jillian teased.
Groaning, Rob finally set his daughter right-side up. She shivered on the cold tile floor, and quickly sat down on a kitchen chair.
Stephanie saw that her mother was still walking around with only a towel on, although her hair appeared to have dried completely since her shower. Rob had lost his towel, and Jillian had a firm grip on his cock. Rob already had his eyes fixed on his daughter, and Jillian could feel him stiffening just slightly more.
Stephanie was still a bit randy from her shower, and cold, so she decided to go stand by her daddy. Pressing her breasts to his side, and looking at her mother’s hand at the base of his dick, Stephanie cooed, “Give me some body warmth, Daddy.”
“Oo, he does like it when you call him Daddy. Did you see his penis jump?”
“Are you sure it’s not because he’s being touched by two women?” Stephanie asked, rubbing her breasts into her father’s side in a way that she calculated would aggravate him.
Rob growled, suddenly realizing that he was in fact being touched by two women, one already naked, and suddenly coming to the conclusion that yes, that would be nice.
“But your daddy has had two women before. Although I admit, he did like it extremely well.”
“He did? I don’t know how I would feel about that… I think I only like men.”
“I said he had two women; what makes you think I would ever—” Jillian snapped. Her grip tightened painfully on Rob’s cock, and he hissed.
“Now girls, stop that. Please. I can’t take it.” Jillian let go of Rob’s cock, and left the kitchen hurriedly. Stephanie was blushing again, breasts still pressed up against her father.
“I’ve been trying to get her to agree to that, actually. But I think your mother feels the way you do: She understands men. She wouldn’t know how to deal with a woman,” Rob shrugged.
“I think there are a lot of things I wouldn’t mind, if I was doing them for someone else,” Stephanie suggested.
“Give me a kiss, baby.” Rob pulled her in front of him, crushing his cock into her stomach.
Stephanie responded immediately, rubbing her hard nipples against her father’s chest as she kissed him. They probed each other’s mouths with their tongues, and Rob used the opportunity to push his daughter up against the refrigerator.
Stephanie shivered as her back touched the stainless steel, trying to squirm away from it, but Rob had pinned her with his own body, and the feel of that erection against her aroused her incredibly.
Rob pulled first one of Stephanie’s legs up, and then the other as he lifted his daughter enough that his erection could nestle between her hot pussy lips.
Stephanie sighed, already humping against her father’s erection. “Put it in me, Daddy.”
“You want it?” Rob teased.
“Yes Daddy, I want your cock. Put it in me, please,” she begged.
“Wrap your legs around me, baby.”
While he held Stephanie’s ass up, Rob used his other hand to rub the head of his cock against her cunt. He needed to be as slippery as possible when he wedged into her.
Stephanie moaned, frustrated. “Just do it. Do it do it do it.”
“Wait just a moment,” he said. Rob slid the tip of his prick into the gushy wetness, and his daughter bucked against him. Things went more easily than before, but Stephanie felt that her father was still taking his sweet time.
Stephanie used her legs as leverage, and pulled herself down onto her father’s hard on. Both groaned, him out of surprise and her as a celebration of victory. She enjoyed being full for a moment, and then urged her father to continue.
Rob held Stephanie by the ass with both hands, and gently slid her up the refrigerator and his swollen cock until she began to pull herself down again, using her own legs as well as gravity to slam herself onto his cock.
Stephanie’s arms were around Rob’s back as she tried to help him pull her up, too. This was very different from their first fuck, and although their progress was comparatively slow, Stephanie enjoyed the descent of her body onto her father’s waiting cock.
“This is a lot of work, you know,” Rob said.
“I know Daddy. Thank you. When you get tired, we can do it on the table.” Rob grinned.
…
Jonah struggled from the garage into the kitchen with two large boxes of pizza in one arm. He heard a scramble in the kitchen as he bullied the door open.
Turning, he saw his father sitting on the kitchen table with Stephanie in his lap. She was flailing—trying to back off of him and cover herself at the same time. She didn’t manage to succeed at either. Rob had two firm hands on her ass, and was keeping her planted solidly on his dick.
“It’s okay, he’s seen you,” Rob laughed as Stephanie turned her face.
Jonah was entranced by his sister’s legs as he set the pizzas down on the counter. “Continue,” he mumbled, sincerely hoping that they would.
Rob rubbed Stephanie’s back, trying to sooth her. She wouldn’t look at either of them, and in fact had her face buried in Rob’s chest.
“Baby, it’s okay. Jonah likes it. Don’t you, Jonah?”
Jonah gulped, hesitated, and nodded. When his father raised an eyebrow, Jonah spat out “Yes, very much.”
“Hear that? ‘Very much.’ Come here, Jonah.”
Jonah shuffled toward the embraced couple, stopping right next to the table.
“Good. Now Jonah, I want you to bend over by your sister’s ear and tell her how much you liked it when you saw us earlier.” Rob grinned at the boy. Jonah wasn’t sure how else to react, so he obeyed. Bending down to whisper in his sister’s ear, he said: “You were fucking gorgeous.”
“Come now, surely you have something more to say to her than that,” Rob encouraged.
Jonah shook his head, face still dangerously close to Stephanie. He breathed in, smelling her shampoo.
Stephanie shook, clinging still to her father even though she could feel Jonah’s breath in her ear.
“Well, go on,” Rob said. “Stop torturing yourself and go find your mother. She’ll want to know that the food is here.”
Jonah hesitated, still leaning over Stephanie.
“I said go on. I’ll come and get you myself if she changes her mind.”
Jonah left, slamming the kitchen door behind him. Rob was still rubbing Stephanie’s back in soft circles, and cooing in her ear. Finally, he was rewarded when his daughter leaned back to look up at him, causing some much needed friction on his aching cock.
“Oo baby, I’m so hard for you,” Rob said, urging Stephanie on by putting his hands on her hips once again. “You are fucking gorgeous.”
“Daddy, not in front of Jonah,” Stephanie whispered.
“He’s not coming back,” Rob said, squeezing Stephanie’s ass and moving back to her hips again.
“Move for me, baby.”
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