“Oh daddy, that’s so sweet! But you don’t need them now!”
With one swift move she hooked her fingers into the sides of my underwear and pulled both pairs off me. My dick stood up like a flagpole.
She took one look at it, smiled at me and said “now that’s what I’m talking about!”
A second later I was in her mouth, I hadn’t moved. Her warm soft lips were wrapped around my cock, her hand gently squeezing me as she sucked. When her head started bobbing I almost lost control, but then she slowed down, taking me deep at first and then raising herself up so that only the tip remained in her mouth. Then down again until I hit her throat. Where the hell did my little girl learn to give blow jobs like this?
I hadn’t been able to speak, I was so taken by surprise that my breath was taken away. I looked down my body at my beautiful daughter with my cock in her mouth and thought I was either hallucinating or I’d died and gone to heaven!
Neither was true, as I found out when she suddenly pulled away from me and started to undress. She somehow shimmied out of the dress leaving her stood in just a balcony bra and a thong along with elasticated top stockings. She was a picture like Aphrodite, pure beauty, and she was still removing her clothes!
“I hope you’re going to take that shirt and jacket off before we get into bed!” She’d already pulled my socks off, and now she unhooked her bra and dropped that on top of them. Oh my god, her breasts were perfect, I know now that she is a thirtysix D, but all I saw then was the most beautiful breasts I’d ever seen! My daughter’s breasts were about grapefruit sized, her nipples about the size of a large hazelnut, surrounded by slightly darker pink areola an inch or so across. They were perfect.
Her thong and stockings quickly followed the bra and this picture of perfection stood naked in front of me.
“Do you like what you see?”
“Fuck yes!”
“You said it, fuck! Let’s get into that bed and make some noise!”
She darted across the room to the light switch and we were plunged into semi darkness.
My remaining clothes came off in record time and I shuffled into the bed, instantly followed by my naked daughter. I lay there still in a fugue, I hadn’t caught up quite yet with what was happening. Janet immediately went back to work on my dick, licking, sucking, squeezing, even gently biting. One of her hands was constantly fondling my balls and I had to warn her of my impending explosion, I couldn’t hold it much longer.
I looked forward to spraying the inside of her mouth, one of my favourite sexual acts, but it was not to be. Suddenly, without warning my daughter stopped sucking me, she threw one of her legs over me, and while staring into my eyes she rubbed the head of my cock up and down her slit and then slowly impaled herself on me.
She was so tight yet smooth and slick. She didn’t hurry, she very very slowly filled herself, as if savouring every moment as she slid down onto me. Finally she came to rest, her full weight resting on my groin, my erection up inside her burning hot interior.
It was dark in my room, but not so dark that as she started to lean forward I couldn’t see her features. I’d never known Janet to wear make-up, but that evening she was made up, not a great deal, just enough to highlight her beauty. She was beautiful, we’d never kissed fully, just the occasional peck on the lips or cheek, but as she came lower I instinctively knew where she was aiming for. As her super soft lips found mine we both opened up and our tongues began to dance.
As we kissed she began to move her body, sliding slowly back and forward, driving me deeper into herself. Her body was undulating, round and around, backwards and forwards as she corkscrewed her way onto me. Our kissing intensified, as though we were truly trying to eat each other. I ran my hands down her body, her slim waist, her hips, were so smooth to my touch, I began to aid her in her movements.
She lifted her head for just a second, breaking our kiss “Fuck me daddy, really fuck me.” It came out almost as a whisper before she locked her lips back on mine.
I rolled us over so that she was laid under me and began to thrust into her. I felt her raise her knees and her fingers found their way into the flesh on my back. I couldn’t keep up the kissing and the deep breathing that I needed to do at the same time so I broke the kiss and stared down at my gorgeous daughter as I did what she wanted. I fucked her, deep and hard.
She smiled up at me with an expression I’d never seen on her before, a mixture of love and lust and she began very quietly making demands of me.
“Fuck me daddy, do it to me daddy, get inside me daddy! I want this so much daddy! Fuck me harder! Fill me with your cum!”
As I pounded into her I couldn’t resist those incredible breasts. I leaned down and took her right nipple into my mouth, sucking and then gently biting it as it grew ever harder.
“Oh yes, dad! Suck my tits, bite them!”
I didn’t last long, I was surprised I’d lasted as long as I had given her earlier actions. Thoughts of possibly impregnating her never even entered my head as I burst inside her. My first ejaculation was violent, my second and third, even a fourth, less so. I completely flooded my little girl with shot after shot of cum. It was obviously exactly what she wanted as her body rose to meet mine as she stiffened to a point of being rigid, lifting me up with her as I stayed buried deep inside her.
As her body softened and sunk back to the mattress her legs came up and wrapped around me. “Stay in me daddy, I want you in me.”
I stayed in her, she was hot and slick and I never completely softened. We kissed some more and whispered sweet nothings in each other’s ears until I felt another stiring of my cock inside her. My daughter obviously felt it too as she whispered once again. “Do it again daddy, fuck your little girl!” Maybe it was her calling herself my little girl, or just my own incestuous thoughts, either way, she was definitely pushing the correct buttons as I hardened very quickly and we began a second round. We changed position a dozen times, me on top pounding into her, then her on top screwing herself down on me, or riding me like a horse. We fucked, we didn’t make love, we weren’t gentle with each other, we used each other. She bit my nipples, I worshipped hers, she fed me her tits, demanding I bite them! We rolled around the bed abusing each other until we both collapsed from sheer exhaustion. I was still buried balls deep in her when we sank into sleep.
It was mid morning when I awoke, my bed was warm but I was alone. I could smell bacon cooking and could hear the sound of gentle humming as Janet obviously moved around my kitchen. As I got out of bed I noticed the mess the sheet and duvet were in. I had had at least three rounds of ejaculation, Janet seemed to have had almost continuous orgasms, we’d soaked the bed. I had expected a mess, but was surprised to see the stains had a definite pink colouration to them in places. It took a moment or two for me to realize what I was looking at, blood!
I hadn’t realized, hadn’t even considered that my nineteen year old daughter would still be a virgin after a year at uni. I had taken her virginity, her childhood, her innocence, I felt dreadful, and deeply ashamed of myself.
I knew I had to face the music, and take whatever criticism she threw at me. I needed to shower first though so I made a very quick dash into the bathroom and after using the toilet had a one minute shower. It’s surprising how long a single minute can be, it was long enough for me to realize that I was not the monster I was painting myself, it takes two to tango!
My bathrobe was missing so I put on a pair of lounging pants and a tee shirt before going into the kitchen. Janet was stood by the cooker, turning slices of bacon and eggs in the pan. When she saw me she stopped what she was doing and flung her arms around my neck and kissed me.
“I’m sorry about the mess in the bed dad, I didn’t think it would be that bad, I’ll do the washing!” She gave me another kiss.
“Janet, I didn’t know, I didn’t realize you were still… I took it from you…”
She looked at me with a very serious face.
“Is that what’s bothering you? It shouldn’t! I knew, and I knew exactly what I was doing, and you didn’t ‘take’ my virginity, I gifted it to you, you and only you. From the day I learned what virginity was I always knew it would be you I gave it to!”
Her beautiful smile was infectious, and when she opened her robe and told me that she was just a little sore and needed me to kiss her better I couldn’t refuse! Eating my daughter on that kitchen table before once again fucking her sealed my life forever.
From that day on our relationship was simple, dad and daughter, with benefits! We didn’t always have sex when she came over, or stayed over, we were casual about it. She was right about the promotion, I became regional manager as my former boss retired.
Janet seemed able to accept just about anything that life threw at her without any drama.
I remember the first time she walked in on me and my boyfriend. I was on my hands and knees on the living room floor and Lee, my boyfriend was hammering away in me. Janet suddenly appeared and walked across the room nonchalantly saying “Hi dad and Lee!” on her way through.
That was the start of another change in our relationship, Lee and I didn’t hide our activities as well as we might, or possibly should have, and one day rather jokingly (I thought) she suggested that maybe she should get herself a strap-on, to join in the fun. I thought no more about it.
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