Nolan and Jessica Pt. 03

There was a line here that she might be crossing, she knew. Would dressing like this be asking for it? Or would it just let him know that it was available if he was man enough to take it? This last thought gave her shivers of lust. She knew full well that her father was man enough to take what he wanted and needed. There had never been anything in her young life that excited her like the thought of her father wanting and needing her body. He would have to take it, though, she told herself. She wouldn’t offer it to him. Well, who was she kidding? She knew that she may as well ask him to fuck her if she walked out dressed like this!

When she walked out, Marty was seated at the kitchen table. She saw him gazing at her. She yawned, and stretched, reaching her arms over her head, thrusting her breasts outward and upward, enhanced by the thin, tight, tshirt. She glanced down and saw that her nipples were almost uncovered because she had cut the shirt off so much. She saw the lust in her father’s eyes as he watched. She walked to the counter, poured them both a cup of coffee, put sugar in both cups, and stirred them. She was aware that Marty had gotten out of his chair and walked behind her. She felt his hands on her sides, on the bare skin above her panties, then he reached downward and cupped her ass, squeezing it as he pushed his crotch against her. Then his hands slowly made their way around her and upward to grasp and squeeze her breasts. Oh, it felt so good! She couldn’t wait to fuck him again!

“Daddy,” she whispered, “What are you doing? I’m your daughter,” she teased.

Marty kissed the nape of her neck as he continued to fondle one of her breasts, having pushed the cut-off shirt up slightly so that he had access to her bare nipple. His other hand made its way downward and slipped into her tiny thong to touch her pussy. She was so wet and ready!

“Daddy! This is incest, Daddy!” There was that word, again. Incest. What a deliciously naughty word it was! She was beginning, even against her will, to love that word.

“Little Girl, I’m going to fuck you and you’re going to love it!” he whispered into her ear. “And I know that’s exactly what you want, you sexy little girl,” he added. She could feel another spurt of lubrication coat her already-wet pussy at his words.

“No, Daddy, we can’t,” she whined. “You know this is wrong, Daddy! You’re forcing me! That’s rape! It’s incest!” she moaned.

Marty rubbed her pussy with his fingers, stroking her distended clitoris, eliciting a groan of lust from his daughter. “Go get on my bed, Jessica. I’m going to shower off real quick.”

“No! Daddy, we can’t!” she croaked, her voice shaking with…excitement?…lust?…fear?…all of the above?

“Do what I said,” he ordered. He went into the bathroom and closed the door.

Jessica went into the living room and sat in his recliner. She couldn’t just go and lay on his bed, like he told her. That would send the wrong message. That would tell him that she welcomed his advances. She wanted to run into her room and lock the door, but she wanted to go to HIS room, even more! She knew what was right and what was wrong. She knew that wrong was winning this battle. She knew that they were going to fuck and she just wanted to enhance the experience with a little teasing.

Marty soon emerged from the bathroom wearing only a pair of boxers, which were tented with his semi-erection. He saw Jessica sitting in his recliner.

“I told you to get in the bedroom, Jessica!” he yelled, but he was smiling.

“Daddy, think about this. We need to stop this. You need to stop this!” she told him, trying to control the lust in her voice.

Despite himself, he laughed. “I know you have to pretend you don’t want it, Jess, but you’re so hot for it, aren’t you?”

Jessica grimaced. “No, Daddy! Don’t say that, please?”

Marty walked to her and took her hand, pulling her out of the recliner. “I can’t carry you, Baby. It hurt my back the other night. If I could, I’d throw your sexy ass over my shoulder and carry you.”

“No, I won’t go!” she protested as she led her father to his bedroom.

When they got to the bedroom she lay on the bed and looked up at her handsome, sexy father. She was still dressed in her cut-off tee shirt and thong panties. Marty took his boxers off as he stood by the bed, revealing his almost fully-erect penis. Jessica gazed at it, knowing the great pleasure it was about to give her. She mentally compared it to Nolan’s and, again, concluded that they were about the same size. Probably 8 inches and really thick. She knew, from the reading she had done on the internet, that this was far bigger than average. At least 2 inches bigger. She wasn’t sure if she would be this turned on if they were smaller; all she knew was that looking at either her brother’s or her father’s equipment sent bolts of pure lust coursing through her body.

“Take those clothes off, Jess,” Marty laughed. “The sooner you get them off, the sooner you get this up your hot little pussy, Baby.”

Jessica sat up and took pulled her shirt over her head, thrusting her chest up to show off her tits. She held them up for her father to see. “Do you like them, Daddy?” she asked, teasingly.

“Baby, do I ever! They’re the nicest ones I ever saw,” he gasped as he got on the bed with her and started kissing and licking and sucking her breasts as she lay back. He reached down and began to peel her panties down her legs, dropping them in the floor.

“Oh, Daddy, yessss! Oh you make them feel so good! I love how you suck my tits! I want you to suck them every day,” she moaned as she reached down and began stroking his cock.

“My dick is clean. Suck it,” he ordered as he lay down on the pillow beside her.

“I don’t know how,” she murmured as she got on her knees to do her father’s bidding.

“Suck it, Jessica,” he moaned as she leaned over and reverently kissed his cock head.

“Daddy, I’ve never done this. I don’t know how!” she smiled as she licked the full length of his thick, swollen cock. “It’s so beautiful! I want to suck it for you but I’m afraid.”

Marty knew she was telling the truth from her tone. “It’s time you learned, Baby,” he told her. “Just take the head in your mouth first,” he added.

Jessica bent her head and took his thick glans into her mouth. It was smooth and covered in his pre-cum. She sucked.

“No, Honey. Stop,” he warned. “It’s not a straw. You’re not syphoning gasoline,” he laughed. “Don’t suck hard. You probably don’t have to suck hardly at all, Baby,” he explained, suddenly lowering his voice to a whisper. “Just the feel of your mouth on it and your tongue licking it does most all you have to do. Okay?”

Jessica nodded and took perhaps another half-inch of his tumescent length into her mouth. She noticed that her mouth was watering in anticipation. It was amazing to her that her body seemed to instinctually prepare itself for sex, even oral sex! She was unsure what to do and was a little trepidatious about taking his cum in her mouth. Did he expect her to do that? If he came as much as he did last night, she was afraid it might strangle her.

“Oh, that’s it, Baby Girl. Take a little more of Daddy’s cock in your sweet mouth, if you can,” he urged.

Jessica forced her head forward and was surprised that she could easily accommodate at least 2 more inches of his thick cudgel. She felt of his length and realized that she had almost half of his entire length in her mouth. She wondered if it were possible for any woman to take his entire length. She had heard about deep-throating but figured that it must only happen with “average” men. A six inch, skinny penis might be possible, even for her.

“Oh Baby. Jess, that feels great. Now suck very lightly,” he told her.

Jessica sucked gently at her father’s heavy cock. He moaned and she knew she was doing it right. She forced her head forward again, allowing a little more to slide into her mouth. She felt that any more would make her gag. She continued to suck gently, her saliva flowing out of her mouth and coating his penis from her mouth to its base. She took her right hand and began to massage this portion of his cock, imagining that might feel good to her father. She was all-in, now. She wanted it to feel so good to him that he would want her every day. She felt so horny, so wild, so ready for sex! She was positive now that she wanted it as often as she could get it. If her first choice, her brother, would not meet her needs, she knew full well that her sexy father was ready and eager. If possible, the thought of regular sex with him turned her on even more than with her ultra-sexy brother!

“Oh, Baby, you’re a natural. Your mama can’t suck a cock like this, Baby. She never liked to, anyway,” he told her as he put a hand on her head and suddenly slid his saliva-covered truncheon out of her mouth. “I don’t want to cum in your mouth, Baby. Get on your back,” he ordered. “You deserve a good fucking after that, Honey. You’re so good to your Daddy.”

Jessica was somewhat relieved that he wasn’t going to cum in her mouth, although she was anxious to learn to do that for him. She lay on her back and opened her legs for her father. Gone was any pretense of reluctance. She wanted it and he knew it. Why not just bask in it? Why pretend anymore? She wanted to please him so that he would give her what she needed. Her pussy was wet and ready for it. She craved sex; she craved forbidden sex with her own father!

“You sexy little minx! You love it. Admit it. Tell me what you want, Jessica. Tell me!” he said harshly.

“I…can’t,” she giggled.

“Tell me what you want, Jess,” he grinned. “Beg me for it!”

“Daddy, we should not do this!” she said, almost laughing.

“Oh, you little tease. I fucking love it! Now, tell me what you want… Jessica? Tell your Daddy what you want. Ask for it. NOW!” he said, raising his voice.

“Daddy…,” she began. “Put it in me?”

Marty hefted his steel-hard cock. “Tell you what, Jessica. Maybe we should just have coffee and forget this. Huh?” He made as if he was going to get up, looking into her face for her reaction.