The Best Gift

Literotic asexstories – The Best Gift by royhoffman,royhoffman THE BEST GIFT

For compliance purposes, all sexually active characters in the story are over the age of 18

Tessa sat on her bed staring in disbelief at her latest birthday gift. To say she was shocked was an understatement. It wasn’t that she didn’t like it, she did. Just seeing it made her feel all kinds of ways. Yet it sent her mind and her heart into turmoil.

The past six months had been horrible and she had hoped her 19th birthday would somehow help her put all the ugliness behind her. So far it had helped, but this gift… What did it mean? Her mind swirled with memories and thoughts that she found disturbing and exhilarating at the same time. She left her bed and stood in front of the mirror as she grabbed her hairbrush. Brushing her hair helped her think and she needed a lot of brushing at this particular moment.

Tessa just let her mind wander hoping that somehow meaning would arise out of the chaos of her jumbled thoughts. Oddly enough she started thinking about her mother. Her mother as she lay dying in her hospital bed.

When Tessa was thirteen her mother, Marion, was diagnosed with mid-stage cervical cancer. Despite surgery and chemotherapy she eventually succumbed to the disease when Tessa was fourteen. To help deal with the pain and also to prepare for what she knew was her probable demise, Marion had turned to religion. She and Tessa would read from the Bible and pray together and as the end approached, In her final days Marion prayed long and hard with her daughter. She would then grab Tessa’s hand. “This is my punishment, sweetie. I don’t expect you to understand very much but I was a bad girl. I was wild before your father and I married. Promise me, promise me to be a good girl. Save yourself for the right man and stick with him.” Tearfully, Tessa had agreed.

Even at fourteen Tessa knew about the birds and bees as her dad called it, so she knew what her mom meant about being a good girl. She vowed to live up to her pledge to her mother.

Shortly after her mother’s death, she became involved in the Purity movement but had not joined it entirely, since her father refused to have anything to do with it. He said he supported her decision but thought that the whole thing was archaic and sexist. So while Tessa never attended a purity ball or had a purity ring, she did pray and pledge sexual abstinence until marriage. Her main goal was simply to save herself until marriage, to be faithful and constant to one man. As she grew older she realized what her dad meant and didn’t like many of the sexist concepts behind the Purity movement.

Because of her mother’s protracted illness Tessa missed a lot of school and had to repeat her Freshman year. Fortunately, she found a wonderful guy, Ian McAffee, who was only a few months younger than herself, his birthday was just after the cut off date to start school. Ian felt the same about abstinence as she did. He was smart, athletic, and very religious. The perfect boyfriend for her. Shortly after starting to date him, Tessa was totally in love. They were a couple from their Freshman year to the start of their Senior year. They even planned, much to her Dad’s frustration, to get married shortly after their High School Graduation. Her Dad never really liked Ian, he tolerated him but said there was something Eddie Haskall-ish about him. Of course, her dad would use some ancient TV series to describe someone.

Tessa’s father Phil was an associate professor of Film Studies at The School of Design. He was pretty popular because of his personality. Every year he had one or two female students who gave him trouble. At least that’s what he called it. They would become overly attached to him and try to get him to give them extra lessons. Phil part of it was the whole professor thing and part of it was because they thought he had connections to Hollywood. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be giving a dumpy, balding old man like him a second look.

Tessa disagreed with that assessment. Although her dad was a bit out of shape and his receding hair was turning gray, he still had a handsome face. Plus his humor made most people forget about any of his perceived physical flaws. Tessa could see why some of those girls would be attracted to him.

Once they were in their senior year, Tessa hinted to Ian that perhaps Ian and she could become a bit more physical in their relationship. Not copulation, but since they were older and planning on getting married, passionate kissing and touching would be okay. Even after four years, it was still hand-holding and chaste kisses on the cheek. Tess craved more than that. Much more. Ian laughed off her suggestions. He said she was just getting those feelings because she was getting close to the age to become a mother. He also said, with his disarming smile, he didn’t trust himself to become more passionate or else they might break that sex before marriage rule.

Tessa frustratingly went along with it because she truly loved Ian. Then in October, everything went to hell. Tessa started getting anonymous text messages that Ian was cheating on her. She refused to believe it. However, after two weeks of constant messages, she finally asked him about it. He laughed it off but there was something odd in his voice.

As jealousy and doubt began to plague her mind she had to quell the impulse to stalk him. However, when a text came in that said if she wanted proof of his infidelity, hurry to Ian’s car which was parked in the Cotter’s Field. This field was near the high school. It was the former site of Cotter’s Department store. Several years ago the store had been bought by a chain which promptly closed it. The abandoned building had been bulldozed and the land cleared for a shopping mall. The investors in the planned mall lost their money in the big recession. For over a decade, the ownership was tied up in court so the land overgrew and became a well-known parking spot. Ian and Tessa had gone there a few times at Tessa’s suggestion. She thought perhaps Ian would be inspired to do more than kiss her cheek but no all they did was listen to the radio and hold hands.

Tessa drove up to Cotter’s field. There were ten cars parked inside the field a bit back from the road. She thought perhaps this was a joke when she spotted Ian’s car. It was far away from the other cars and half hidden by bushes. Although there was a similar Highlander parked on the other side of the field Tessa recognized the scratch down the driver’s side. Although she felt like a creepy stalker, she just had to know! Tessa made her way to Ian’s car to look inside. Although the windows were fogged up the back window had been left open a crack to let in the fresh air. Even a few steps away she could hear grunting and moaning.

She peered through the crack and what she saw almost made her faint. A short, skinny guy wearing glasses was naked and kneeling on the back seat of the car. He was driving a rather impressive penis into someone’s anus. This anus was attached to a body had had muscular, hairy legs and a broad-muscled back. A male body without any doubt. This was confirmed when the ass getting stuffed shifted enough that Tessa saw a large erect penis poke against the car seat.

The skinny guy turned his head slightly enough for Tessa to recognize Cyril Simmons, the President of both the Coders Club and the AV Club.

“Yesss, deeper baby! You’re gonna make me cum soon, you little bitch!” moaned the person on the receiving end of that surprisingly large member. Upon hearing that voice, her beloved Ian’s voice, Tessa swayed and a torrent of vomit sprayed against the side of Ian’s car. And then she just lost it. She started kicking his car, screaming and cursing. Although her mind was blank exactly how she found it or when she grabbed it, she began pounding on his car with a rock. Tessa had just succeeded in cracking the back driver-side window when sirens and flashing lights roared up behind her.

And she was arrested! An ambitious young prosecutor wanted to charge her with a hate crime. Fortunately, the attorney her Dad hired was able to quash that and get her released to parental custody. The judge was a bit sympathetic to the situation once Tessa had pled her case. Ultimately her Dad had to pay for damages to Ian’s car and she had to do 200 hours of Community Service.

While she was at the police station she had gotten a text from Ian, which she read once she had gotten her phone back after her release.

“Hey babe, I guess I owe you an explanation. It was my Dad’s idea to date you. He knew that I was gay and is old-fashioned. He was afraid it would hurt my chances to play college ball and eventually go pro so he said I needed camouflage. That is a girl who was very pretty but wouldn’t press me on being intimate. I like you very much as a person but I never loved you, or desired you. Although my Dad wanted it, I don’t think I would have ever been able to go through with marrying you. I just found the idea of being intimate with you to be, well, disgusting. Sorry.”

And that was as much of an apology as Tessa ever got from her wonderful boyfriend of four years.

On the ride home from the police station Tessa saw that videos had already started to appear on social media from all the damned phones of the other couples at Cotter’s field. Many of them had stopped their trysts to film Tessa’s meltdown on their phones. They showed her cursing and ranting homophobic insults. The worst of all was when she was being cuffed, she was sobbing and screaming “Arrest them! They’re fucking faggots!” Yeah, that got a lot of play. She didn’t even mean any of the slurs she said, it just poured out of her in rage at Ian.

So instead of being seen as a sweet virginal girl who was cheated on by her long-time boyfriend with another guy she was labeled as the Homophobic Ho. Tessa had gone from being a popular girl, the quarterback’s girlfriend, to being pretty much shunned. Members of Rainbow Pride, an LGBTQ club at her high school went out of their way to target her. They put up posters of the Homophomic Ho and whispered nasty things to her in the hallway. Some of them even went to the point of finding out where she was picking up trash on the highway and driving by to dump bags of garbage on her. They only stopped that humiliation because they were arrested for littering and assaulting an officer when a bag of trash burst open on a correction officer overseeing Tessa’s crew.

However, once Ian was outed and then embraced being gay he became even more popular. He avoided Tessa from then on. Because it made him more popular Ian even reveled in being the victim of her crime and regaled his admirers of accounts having suffered years of her homophobic rants. However, this was total bullshit. As her father had figured out early on, Ian was a phony! He cheated on her and became a hero while she became a villain.

All through her ordeal, her dad was a rock and her staunchest supporter. Other than a rueful shake of her head with the comment, “I told you I didn’t like that boy. I’d take a baseball bat to him if I didn’t think I’d end up in the slammer for life.”

As a consequence of her shunned state, she spent much more time at home than she since before starting high school. She knew she could sulk and scream and feel depressed but in the end that would change nothing. Or she could make the best of it and enjoy her dad’s company. That was not hard to do. It was as if they returned to the days when she was younger and spent lots of time together right after her mom died. They played games and watched movies together. Cuddling with her Dad while watching some old cartoon movie made all her cares seem tiny.

Tessa skipped her Prom because the event would have been torture. Not only would she have had to undergo insults and derision, but she would also have had to endure the sight of Ian and Cyril attending the event as a couple. Although she didn’t have any proof she believed that Cyril, probably at Ian’s behest, had been the one who had texted her messages about Ian’s infidelity.

Instead of going to the prom, Tessa watched the horror films Carrie and Prom Night with her dad. She had a good time picturing the carnage being wrought as if it were upon her tormentors and, most especially Ian.

For her 19th birthday, her dad was not going to allow her to just sit at home. He made her get dressed up and took her out to a very nice restaurant. He even let her have a couple of glasses of wine and one mixed drink. She was feeling really good and happy when they returned home. Not quite drunk but well on the way.

Her dad said, “I left you a special present on your bed. Why don’t you put it on and come cuddle with me for a bit? We can watch a few movies.”

On Tessa’s bed was a small white box a little bigger than her hand. She opened the box expecting jewelry but instead saw frilly red. At first, she thought this was just the lining of the box but when she pulled it out she saw that it was one of two pieces of clothing inside the box, a top and a bottom. Very sexy lingerie. For a moment she stared at it and then thought why not.

After Tessa had brushed her dark hair brown hair to a shimmer, she looked at herself in the mirror to see how the outfit fit and looked on her. Tessa was just over five feet so Ian had towered over her. Her dad knew her size very well so it fit just perfectly. Although there wasn’t that much of it to fit. The top curved deeply with the lacy top border arcing just over the top curves of her orange-sized breasts while the nearly transparent red veil hung from just above her nipples to stop at just above the bottoms swells of her boobs. The panties were a wrap-around fastened by a string tie on her right thigh. She tied it and the top string border snugly molded to her hips and waist but the sheer panties themselves were airy and loose. It was as though a fine red mist barely obscured her front and back. Tessa could see her bush, lips, and buttocks although tinted a soft red. She did think that the red color complimented her dark brown hair and creamy skin tone. Overall she thought she looked sexy as hell!

She felt sexy in the outfit, so much so that her nipples hardened before her eyes, although she had to wonder why her Dad had given her this. Why did he want to see her in it? The thought that he wanted something forbidden, something taboo crossed her mind. Tessa was shocked by the stab of desire that accompanied that thought.

However, she dismissed that thought. No, no of course not. He was her Dad. He couldn’t think that way. Could he? Fear and a sudden compulsion to find out warred within her. In the back of her mind, she knew that had she been fully sober she would never have considered showing him but she also remembered modeling her dresses for him when she was little. That had been fun! This could be fun too. Without really making a conscious decision to do so Tessa walked toward her Dad’s room.

Her dad was sitting on his bed with the covers over his lap. He was dressed in a t-shirt and in his hand was a small glass of champagne which he sipped as he looked at Tessa. On his nightstand was an ice bucket with a small bottle of champagne. Tessa’s heart skipped that he was going all out for her birthday. He truly was a wonderful father! This was confirmed by his next words.

“Well, aren’t you the most beautiful little girl on the planet!”

Tessa blushed. “Why did you get this for me, Dad? It’s a bit risque for a birthday gift. I’m pretty embarrassed to have you see me like this.” This was mostly true, although part of her was thrilled to show off how sexy she felt and looked.

“Well, then jump under the covers. Remember I used to give you baths so I’ve seen you naked plenty of times. Although I guess your upper story has had a couple of additions and the lawn has grown a bit since I guess.”

Tessa giggled at that as she slid underneath the covers and pulled them up to her neck.

“I bought that earlier this year for your wedding night. Remember you and Ian were supposed to be getting married in two months. No use in letting it go to waste even if that’s not going to happen. I thought it would make your birthday special, to allow you to see just how beautiful and sexy a woman you are, even if Ian didn’t appreciate that.”

Her Dad slipped his arm around her and held her around her waist. She moved a bit closer until their legs were touching. She rested her head on his shoulder. And he reached for the remote as he kissed the top of her head. A tingle went through her as the naked portion of her breast briefly touched his chest as he bent over. On the nightstand on her side of the bed was a full glass of champagne. Tessa picked it up and said “To me!” with a giggle.

Phil toasted with her. “I thought for your special day we’d watch some special movies if that’s okay?”

“Sure, Daddy.”

Alan used the remote to bring up the USB drive as the main device. There were several files but without names just numbers. When the video started Tessa did find it a bit strange that there weren’t any opening credits. It showed a middle-aged man and a girl in her twenties sitting on a sofa and talking about the wrestling show they were watching. From the dialogue, it soon became apparent that they were father and daughter. They were both dressed in sweats. The father claimed that he had been quite the wrestler back in college. His daughter insisted he show her some moves. They pushed aside the coffee table and he said he would teach her some techniques that he said made him a champion back in college. Well, he tried to anyway. He was long out of practice and she kept getting the better of him. Tessa sipped her champagne and smiled at the antics of the man trying to impress his daughter. She wondered where her dad had gotten this comedy.

Finally “champion wrestler” dad claimed that he hurt his shoulder and had to stop. The daughter then insisted on massaging him to get rid of his shoulder pain. He reluctantly agreed.

He laid on a massage table fully clothed but his daughter laughed and said she needed him to get undressed and gave him a towel to cover himself. She left the room so he could get ready. The scene cut to the daughter coming into the room wearing a very small bikini which on even her relatively small and slender frame was pretty revealing.

Something tickled Tessa’s mind and she wondered if this was a comedy… or something else.

The dad was laying face down and nude except for a towel across his buttocks. The daughter gave the dad a long lingering massage. Tessa didn’t know if it was cold in the room or if something else was going on because the daughter’s nipples were visible through her bikini. Tessa was a bit uncomfortable by the film but her Dad seemed to enjoy it. Because the father was a handsome man and the massage was sensuous, Tessa’s nipples soon matched those of the daughter in the video.

When the daughter told the father to turn over so she could do his front the father balked. The daughter insisted and he turned over reluctantly. Although it was hidden beneath the towel, Tess saw that the father was partially aroused. As the daughter massaged his shoulders and chest the towel rose as the father became ever more erect. Tessa gulped down the rest of her drink. Phil noticed this and quickly refilled her glass.

When the daughter noticed her father’s erection she laughed and whipped the towel away. “Looks like you have another stiff muscle that needs to be massaged, Daddy.” Her small hand wrapped around the huge member and began stroking. Tessa was flabbergasted by this but her dad seemed unfazed. As the daughter stroked the father’s penis Tessa slurped half of her just-poured glass. Her head was spinning a bit when she sat the glass back down.

The girl smiled as she stroked her dad and kissed the crown of his penis, then she licked it. With a big grin at her father’s shocked face, she took it into her mouth. After a few minutes of sucking him, she untied the top of her bikini and then then her bottom ties. She climbed onto the table and slid her vagina right onto her father’s hard erect penis! The father and daughter began having sex!

Tessa had realized once the daughter grabbed the father’s penis that this was pornography but she hadn’t realized that pornography like this, about dads and daughters, even existed. Were they actors or was this real? They seemed like actors but they did kind of look alike and the looks they gave each other made her wonder. Plus the sex was passionate and romantic, with lots of kissing and caressing. Lots of her moaning Daddy and saying I love you.

When the penis had come out from underneath the towel Tessa had a split-second urge to hop up from the bed and dash from the room. Yet because of the drinks she had earlier and the champagne she had just drank, she also felt very relaxed. And to be honest… she had also wanted to see how far this couple would go. All the way it turned out.

Tessa had, for the most part, avoided watching porn, not because of any religious or moral objection to it, but simply because she was afraid it might get her too aroused. Although she never told anyone she knew she had a high sex drive and became easily aroused. Even Ian’s chaste kisses and hand-holding would at times make her so horny she had to flick her bean after their dates. So she never watched porn because she was worried she might get carried away and use something that would take the virginity she had promised to Ian.

She had once tried to watch a porn video with Ian, to persuade him that they could do other sexual things without having penetrative sex. While Tessa had found the few moments of the video they watched exciting, Ian had been thoroughly disgusted by it. At the time Tessa believed it was because of Ian’s supposed strict morality and religious outlook, but now she realized it was because the hetero sex had been revolting to him.

Although the feeling that she should leave her Dad’s bed lingered, Tessa was too relaxed and too transfixed by the scene. She was a bit shocked that she didn’t find it repulsive but figured that was because of the alcohol. As it was, instead of being repulsed, she became… quite excited.

The dad and daughter kissed each other like she had always wanted Ian to kiss her, and the dad touched his daughter like she had always wanted Ian to touch her. The father and daughter did things she had longed to do with Ian after their marriage. Her nubs grew hard as rocks and her puss was getting quite moist and very tingly. And an emptiness seemed to radiate from it like it needed to be filled. Her chest felt a little heavy and her breathing quickened.

As she watched the screen daughter and dad made passionate love one of her hands slid under the veil bra and played with her breasts. As the girl chanted “cum inside me, Daddy” Tessa’s other hand brushed through her moist bush. After the father and daughter had finished their sex bout, a hot flush swept through Tessa as the girl squeezed open her pussy. Whitish fluid dripped out as she proudly displayed how much she had made her Daddy cum.

Tessa was abruptly pulled back to reality when her dad said, “You okay, sweetheart? You seem a little quiet over there.”

Tessa jerked her hands away from both her titty and kitty. “Um, Yeah. Exactly why are we watching this Daddy?”

“You’re an adult now, I thought you might like to see some adult entertainment. If you don’t want to watch anymore we can switch it off.”

“How many are there?”

“There are twenty on that stick.”

Tessa thought she now understood why her Dad had given her the lingerie and then put on pornography. As a gift for her birthday he was trying to help her finally get over Ian and free her from the compulsion that her dying mother had put her under. He was trying to get her to release her sexuality. He wanted her to get horny and then go off to masturbate. With an inner giggle and a flare of lustful hope, Tessa wondered if perhaps he’d also bought her some kind of sex toy that was hidden in her room.

Although it should have felt weird to watch a sex film with her dad, it didn’t feel weird. Maybe that was the alcohol too. It felt, well, really nice and, yeah, hot. Especially when his arm was around her and she felt his leg up against hers. Somehow she felt closer than ever to her dad. She giggled inside, horny and closer to her Dad. Weird but true.

“Well…. maybe one more. Just as an experience.” She unconsciously licked her lips and flicked her stiff nipple.

The next film hit a bit close to home. Again there were no credits and it opened on a small shapely teenage girl in a tee shirt and shorts pacing back and forth in a living room. The petite dark-haired girl was on the phone screaming and cursing. After a moment she threw her phone down on the table and fell onto the sofa sobbing.

A middle-aged man walked through the front door. Unlike in the first film, this man was partially gray and was not particularly athletic, not fat exactly but looked like your average slightly overweight older businessman.

Again the dialog established that they were father and daughter. He comforted her while she sobbed out her tale of woe. Her boyfriend had just broken up with her, the day before the Prom! As her father comforted her, he joked that perhaps he could take her to the Prom. To the father’s consternation and surprise the daughter thought that was a wonderful idea. That would show everyone at the Prom that she didn’t give a fuck what anyone thought.

The girl’s father was unable to find a tuxedo to rent at that late date so he had to use his high school era tuxedo which was a velvet powder blue. It also did not fit very well anymore since he had gained some girth. His daughter thought it was perfect. She had a dress of about the same color blue with a sequined top and gauze crenelated gown. There were a few scenes of them at the prom slow dancing much to the envy of some of the other girls. They whispered I wish I was brave enough to bring my daddy as my date. Her former boyfriend even tried to get her to dance with her but she refused.

Tess thought the premise was a bit forced and then realized that Phil was uncharacteristically silent. Usually, when they watched films together it was like there was a DVD commentary running at the same time as her dad pointed out things about the film. This time he was just letting her experience the film without distraction. She took a sip of champagne and felt an incredible wave of love towards her sweet Daddy.

Once they were at home from the Prom the father was getting ready for bed when the daughter walked into his bedroom still in her dress. She asked for help in unzipping. After her dress was unzipped she turned around kissed her father on the cheek and then planted a passionate kiss on his lips.

When the father broke the kiss in surprise the girl said with a chuckle. “But Daddy it’s a tradition that a prom date takes a girl’s cherry.”

After a few more kisses the father’s reluctance vanished. Although Tessa should have found this implausible as well, she somehow didn’t. It seemed… romantic. The scene that followed was even more steamy than the one before it, despite the larger age difference between the participants. For some reason, Tessa found watching this particular girl having sex with this older slightly out-of-shape man to be even hotter than the girl with the younger, more athletic father.

While still dressed in her prom dress the girl knelt and took her father’s large erect cock into her mouth. It was then that Tessa realized with a start that the father and daughter couple in this video were physically similar to her and her dad. Another flash of heat went through her, only this one lingered as Tessa now began to imagine that she and her Dad were the couple in the film. She imagined it was she sucking her Dad’s cock. It was she who giggled when his cum spilled over her chin. It was she who stripped off her dress and when fully nude jumped across her dad’s bed to plop down on the pillows. It was she who watched with pure joy as her dad crawled across the bed towards her, his huge erect member jutting towards her splayed thighs. It was her little hands clutching his big shoulders as the large cock rested on her pussy. It was she who moaned “Daddyyyyyy as the thick hard cock slid inside.

The blanket covering Tessa was now entirely too hot but she didn’t want to take it off. If she did the lingerie which left nothing to the imagination would show her great arousal. She had a hard time not strumming herself even with her dad sitting right next to her. Instead, she gulped down the rest of her champagne.

The touch of her dad’s hand on her side was also driving Tessa crazy. She wanted to hold his hand or even worse to move it to her breast or kitty. Because she was so aroused she knew she wouldn’t sleep nor would she be able to cuddle on top of her dad without making her arousal known to him. Even after the scene finished, she didn’t tell her dad to stop the next video. Her dad gave her a questioning look but didn’t say anything. Tessa hoped that he didn’t notice her perspiration-covered face or her heavy breathing.

The next scene also did not have credits. The same older and slightly pudgy man from the scene that had just ended came through the front door. He walked into the kitchen where a girl was standing over a stove cooking. You could only see her from the back but Tessa was certain it was the same girl as before too.

He hugged her from behind and kissed her on the neck “How’s my baby girl today?”

The girl giggled and said, “We’re both fine, Daddy” She then turned and it was obvious that she was several months pregnant. At first, Tessa thought she might be wearing a prosthetic but quickly noticed that the girl had other tell signs of pregnancy on her face. She was wearing a t-shirt that said, “Daddy’s Little Girl” inside a red heart. Someone had added an s to the girl in black marker. The father lifted the t-shirt and exposed a true baby bulge which he softly rubbed.

Tessa asked her father for another glass of champagne to quell the sudden surge of hot desire.

“Did he really get her pregnant? Tessa wondered out loud as her Dad poured the champagne

“I don’t know honey but she sure is pregnant.” To Tessa’s disappointment, Phil lifted his arm from around her. However, this was so he could take off his t-shirt. A pulse of warmth tickled Tessa’s puss because she knew her Dad also found this scene very hot. Another, stronger pulse hit her when his arm returned around her. When she cuddled against him, this time her naked breast pressed directly against his hot, slick skin. The curve of her breast experienced slight tickles from his chest hair. Tessa squirmed a bit to increase the tickling, and to feel more of her skin against his skin.

As the baby bulge got rubbed, Tessa wondered why it didn’t bother her that this was purportedly a father and daughter’s baby. It wasn’t it disturbing to her at all but seemed kind of charming and… really, really… smoking hot.

After a few moments of small talk the father and pregnant daughter sat on the couch. The pregnant girl asked for a foot massage. The foot massage led to the girl getting very aroused. The father relieved her ardor by eating her pussy. Although Tessa had foreseen what was going to happen, and expected that she would ask her father to shut the film off she hadn’t. Instead, she had cuddled a bit tighter with her Dad, relishing the touch of his chest against her hard prickly nipple.

Tessa had been prepared to be revolted by the sight of the pregnant girl having her pussy licked but it was portrayed as sweet and loving. Tessa felt the temperature under the blanket rising as her arousal kicked up a notch. By the time the father and pregnant daughter had moved on to having penetrative sex, sweat was dripping down her forehead, her nipples throbbed and her pussy ached, yearning for fulfillment.

Tessa found herself panting slightly when the girl climbed on top of her father, her bulging baby belly hovering over him. As the daughter carefully lowered herself towards her father’s jutting cock, Tessa oddly thought of a zeppelin approaching a mooring mast. Once the girl had fully taken her father inside her the baby bulge pressed and rolled against her father’s hairy doughy tummy with every thrust and fall. The pregnant girl moaned Daddy as she rode the cock that had made both her and that baby.

Tessa couldn’t believe how erotic she found this scene. The people weren’t the most attractive in the world, a pregnant girl in her early twenties and an average-looking, slightly overweight middle-aged man but how it was depicted made the difference. The romance of it all was what got her. Even if they were just actors they obviously loved one another. Tessa did not doubt that the baby was his.

By the time the scene ended with the shot of the daughter’s cum dripping cunt, Tessa’s own pussy felt like it was on fire. She couldn’t stand it any longer and didn’t care if her Dad saw her arousal, Tessa threw off the blanket.

Her dad looked at her with a slight smile. “Are you alright, baby?”

“Just got a little hot, Daddy,” Tessa said looking away from him as she flushed.

“Yeah, these little films will do that,” he said with a chuckle. Tessa glanced over at him. His chest and stomach were shiny with a sheen of moisture. His shorts had a huge pup tent. She immediately wondered how big his dick he had. Her mouth went dry and she unconsciously licked her lips. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw her Dad checking her out, eyes scanning her nearly nude body. That was when she knew for certain.

She had suspected it, of course, from the theme of the films they’d been watching but that hard-on combined with how he had looked at her confirmed it. Her Daddy didn’t just want to loosen her up and make her forget her heartbreak, her Daddy wanted her. He wanted to fuck her! That flooring revelation came with an intense surge of desire accompanied by a longing to take her father into her arms.

Tessa thought it was a good thing she was kind of drunk because otherwise, she might not have thought it was sweet and funny that this whole evening had been designed to put her in a receptive mood. The wonderful dinner, allowing her to drink at dinner, the sexy underwear and champagne combined with the romantic daddy-daughter porn had been a means to make her susceptible when he made his move.

Yet, he hadn’t made a move. She wondered why. Didn’t he realize that his scheme was working? Tessa knew that inebriation, combined with her arousal and the thoughts and feelings that the Daddy Daughter porn had stirred within her was having the desired effect. In fact, if her Dad started kissing her and caressing her it was a good bet that not only would she’d let him have her, she would do so eagerly. Let him! Hell, she was so horny it was taking all she had not to…um… take matters into her own hands, she thought looking at the snake in his boxers.

Yet as her dad dithered her moment of weakness passed however as her more rational mind took over. Yes, the porn had been erotic but it was just actors after all. This was reality. Much as both might want it at that moment. It was a fantasy.

Or was it? Tessa thought as the fourth scene started. This time there was a sort of credit. Real Taboo Incest! Live Streaming Event. Daddy Takes Daughter’s Cherry! Once again the couple was a middle-aged man and a young lady about 18 or 19. However, the quality of the video was not professional and the actors were undoubtedly amateurs. After a moment it struck Tessa, she knew that girl! And that man! She grabbed her Dad’s thigh as she squealed, “Daddy this is real!”

“It might seem real but it probably isn’t despite the name.”

“No, I know it is real because I know that girl! And that’s her real father! She was a couple of years before me in high school. Her name is Amy or something. I’d seen her Dad with her at some school functions so I know that’s him.”

Tessa had been ready to quit watching videos and go to bed and take care of her overwhelming sexual need before this one started. However, she now watched with avid interest. The interaction between the father and daughter was kind of awkward. The daughter seemed more into it than the father and she played it up a bit for the cameras. Although to be fair the father seemed nervous as hell. Despite all the production flaws just knowing that it was real, that this was a real daughter and father having romantic sex heightened Tessa’s arousal again. By the time the father penetrated his daughter’s virgin pussy Tessa was just as horny as she had been during the film with the pregnant daughter.

Tessa was transfixed by the sex. When the father grew a bit anxious and started to pull back, the girl clasped him and whispered a bit too loudly, “It’s okay, Daddy they want a creampie.” The girl, Amy… No Amelia, that was her name! Amelia added with a giggle, “So do I!” Tessa was even more stimulated than she had been before. The idea of a real father filling his real daughter with cum set her pussy on fire.

Tessa was perspiring enough that her veil bra was adhering to her swollen nubbed boobies which bounced with every panting breath. Tessa knew her Dad was watching them more avidly than he was the porn. Yet he still hadn’t made a move. Tessa was a bit frustrated. Why get her like this and then not follow through? She was getting agitated since it was so much like Ian to get her hot and bothered and then just let her literally stew in her juices.

“Daddy, if I ask you a question will you give me an honest answer.”

“Okay…” he said with some uncertainty.

“You didn’t buy this lingerie months ago, did you? You didn’t buy it for my wedding night, you bought it for my birthday, for tonight.”

Her father blushed and sheepishly said. “Yes, I bought it for tonight.”

“So what was your plan, hmmm? Butter me up with a nice dinner, get me tipsy, have me put on sexy undies, cuddle with me while we watch daddy-daughter porn until I get so horny we have sex?”

Phil blushed again. “Yeah, I guess that does sound like a silly plan.”

To show him that she wasn’t mad at him, Tessa looked him in the eye and gave him a little smile. “Yeah, it is a kind of a silly plan, but it also kind of worked.” She almost grinned at his shocked look. She arched her back a bit so that her flushed, hard-tipped boobies were almost in his face.”Surely you see how aroused I am. This lingerie doesn’t hide anything. So why haven’t you acted on it.”

Her strong, brave father’s voice shook as he said, “I’m afraid.”

A thrill went through Tessa as she realized her big strong daddy was afraid of little old her. Afraid of how she’d react. Of how she’d feel about his desires. Would she desire him? Unlike Ian, her dad truly cared.

Tessa shifted her position a little and her dad’s hand which had been holding onto her side was now cupping the roundness of her boob. Phil started to pull his and away but then realized Tessa had done this deliberately. Still, he acted frozen and uncertain. Instead of caressing her breast he just held it gingerly. Tessa longed to feel his strong hand squeeze her throbbing boob.

Tessa moved her face closer to her Dad’s face. “Daddy, if you want your nefarious fucking plan to work, now would be a good time to kiss me. She stroked his thigh softly and whispered seductively. “Show me how much you want me. I need some convincing.” She puckered up to show him she wasn’t kidding. Her heart was hammering as her father hesitantly kissed her on the lips. He slowly applied pressure to her mouth. Tessa had tingles all through her body and she grew even warmer than she had before. The empty feeling in her pussy was even more pronounced. The tip of her dad’s tongue slipped between her lips and tickled her tongue. Tessa moaned as she clasped her lips more firmly on his and their tongues danced.

Her dad was kissing her exactly the way she had always wanted Ian to kiss her. He was making her feel exactly how she had wanted Ian to make her feel. When her dad’s hand finally grasped her breast firmly, as his fingers squeezed and her nipple slid across his palm bolts of pleasure arced through her brain and puss. Tessa’s hand looped around her dad’s neck and pulled him closer while the other hand played with the string tie of her panties. As her dad kissed her his lower body turned towards her and soon a wide swath of heat pressed against her thigh.

Tessa’s pussy, which had been simmering, now reached a boil as she felt the thick hardness of her dad’s erect penis against her skin. Even through the thin material of his boxers it felt scalding hot and the heat that radiated from him suffused her entire being. Her fingers pulled on the string holding her panties together. It was going to happen! She was going to get fucked… by her daddy!!

That thought filled Tessa with such happiness that she knew it wasn’t just from being a bit drunk or because the porn had made her horny. Both of those had certainly helped her get into the mood. And the daddy-daughter themed videos had opened her mind to the possibility. Sometime during the last film she had decided to give herself to her father, wholly and without reservation. She wanted him even worse than she had ever wanted Ian. Visions of her Dad’s hard cock in her mouth, in his pussy, and, giggle, up her butt flashed across her mind and made her even more aroused. She truly wanted her Daddy. She wanted him to hold her and call her his baby girl while he pumped her pussy.

When their kiss finally broke and they moved back a bit panting from lack of air and arousal. Phil’s eyes widened as he saw the top half of Tessa’s untied panties half draped across her thigh. Her thick dark bush peeked out from beneath the thin red material. Tessa’s hand skimmed across Phil’s hairy chest as she whispered, “Let me see it, Daddy.” Her eyes were fixated on his tented shorts. Her dad quickly pulled off his boxers. Tessa watched with avid fascination as the thick, long pink cylinder bounced and swayed with the movements of his legs. The throbbing blue-veined shaft and pinkish mushroom head seemed so huge and forbidding yet it was something she craved to taste; to feel inside her. That very thought sent a wave of anxiety through her stomach while at the same time, her pussy felt like it swam in juice and she really, really needed something inside there.

Tessa’s head throbbed from the blood singing through her body. Her hand slid down her dad’s chest to touch the pulsing staff. As she did she also let out a little gasp. “Oh, Daddy, It’s scary and beautiful at the same time.”

Her dad cupped her chin with his fingers, looked her in the eyes, and said, “No, sweetheart that’s what you are.” A thousand butterflies fluttered through Tessa as their lips met again. Phil kissed her lips and then her neck. Tessa grabbed onto his back and slid her drenched pussy along his thigh, his hairy legs tickled every bit of her sensitive throbbing cunt. Phil’s lips pushed up the veil covering her breasts and then he kissed her turgid nipple. Tessa arched her back as twin stabs of delight hit her titties and puss. As her pussy ground against his thigh, Tessa’s kiss moaned against his chest. The scent, taste, and feel of his man sweat sliding across her face made her even hornier.

Phil licked and sucked her nipples which made Tessa wish that his thigh was his cock as she ground her pussy against it, trying to drive it deep inside her.

When Phil left her nipples he kissed down the front of her breast. Tessa knew where he was heading and grabbed onto his head. “Wait, Daddy, stop!”

Phil lifted his head immediately and started moving back from her. Tessa realized that he misconstrued what she meant.

“No, no, no! I didn’t mean stop, stop. I know unless we do this right now I’m going to chicken out.”

“Honey, if you don’t want…”

“Oh, I want to…” she gave him a hard but playful slap on the shoulder. “You made damn sure I’d want to. But I know me and unless we do it right now when I’m so fucking horny…”

“Sweetheart, it’s not exactly like the videos. You have to be ready, especially for the first time.”

“Jeeezus, Daddy! I’m so ready I’m about to lose my goddam mind!”

“Okay, honey.” Phil kissed Tessa passionately and she melted. Electric impulses shot all through her body as his cock pressed up against her sopping pussy lips. Then he pushed and it felt as though her tiny little hole was invaded by a huge monster and it hurt. Phil immediately backed off as soon as she tensed. When he pulled his cock away from her puss, Tessa felt a sense of emptiness and despair.

“You’re still not quite ready, you to relax a bit more. Maybe this will help.” Phil laid his erection across Tessa’s soaked pussy lips and slowly sawed back and forth. Then he stroked further up her stomach and went back and forth.

As the huge slick tube of meat slid through her soaked lips, over and across her damp dark brown bush and her stomach, Tessa felt a combination of fear and deep desire. It looked like a giant pink python, one she knew would be soon slithering inside her aching cavern. With a big wave of anxiety, she asked with a teasing squeak, “How big is that cock, Daddy? Two feet?”

“Yes, sweetie.”

“Really!!!” her voice pitched extremely high

“No, baby it just looks especially big to you since you’re so petite and because you’ve never seen one up close. I’m a little over seven inches, just average.” Her dad cupped her chin and looked deep into her anxious green eyes, “You’ll see baby, Daddy is just the right size to give you all the love you deserve. To fill that yearning deep inside you.”

Those words made Tessa’s heart and pussy flutter. Her small hands clutched his arms as his thick cock left thick moist trails across her taut little stomach. Tessa’s ache to be filled deepened and she wanted more than anything for her Daddy to fill that void.

Finally, on one of his upward thrusts Phil didn’t just slide over the top of her opening he slid inside it. This time her tight little pussy welcomed him inside. Tessa had the strangest sensation that her entire lower torso had suddenly expanded several feet as something gargantuan filled her. She felt stuffed but it was a wonderful sensation of being stuffed.

Like the girls in all the videos they’d just watched, Tessa couldn’t help but moan, “Daaaddyyyy!” as her father’s cock penetrated her virgin tunnel. As his thickness distended her tight vaginal walls Tessa moaned softly. She felt a warm, heaviness against the bottom part of her puss and her butt. Her daddy’s balls were up against her ass! That meant… her father had his entire penis inside her! A wave of euphoria swept over Tessa. Her lips sought and clung to his as he bottomed out inside her. Her yearning to be filled was gone, replaced by a sense of fulfillment. Being held by her beloved father in her first sexual experience was thus far the best part of this wonderful evening.

But then Phil began to slowly fuck her. As his cock slowly began moving back and forth, sliding through her, through the core of her womanhood, Tessa felt surges of pleasure writhing out from her clutching pussy and permeating her entire body. Sparks of ecstasy thrummed through her, her fingers and toes tingled and even her scalp prickled with sensation. She hitched her hips up and down, helping to drive that glorious dick in and out of her. This was beyond wonderful, this was paradise.

Before she had always heard that a man and a woman became as one. She had always thought it was romantic, and like much about romance, a bit of hyperbole. But now she understood. She did feel as if she became one with her dad. Though the cock stretching and sliding through her snug little puss had most of her attention, she was aware of many other things at the same time.

The warm touch of his slick, sweaty skin gliding across her body, his weight pressing down on her, dominating and comforting her at the same time, his musky man smell that was sexier than any cologne. His arms holding her, surrounding her, comforting her in a cozy embrace that brought to mind being held in his arms as a little girl.

His middle-aged but still handsome face was a bit fleshy but still sexy to her. She just had never realized how much until now. As she kissed him, her eyes half closed as she enjoyed the sensations of all the sensual pleasure sweeping over her. Even with her half-lidded eyes, her vision was filled with the sight of she her father’s beautiful green eyes. They were filled with such love and concern and desire that made Tessa’s heart glow with happiness-fueled warmth.

Although she knew that part of her wonderful feeling, of enjoying sex with her father was due to the alcohol she had consumed, part of her was still sober enough to be analytical about it. Someone who didn’t know Phil might have been cynical about what he had done and found it manipulative. They might have thought he had just gotten his naive daughter drunk and exposed her to pornography on such an emotionally charged day as her birthday just so he could fuck her. But Tessa knew her father wasn’t like that. If all he had wanted was sex from her, she knew he probably could have seduced her earlier, if he had set his mind to it.

No, he had set out to make Tessa’s birthday special by giving her the gift of physical love, of sex. He had known how frustrated she had become waiting for her wedding night. How devastated she was that Ian had never desired her. Phil also undoubtedly knew that, even though it wasn’t rational, Tessa sometimes thought Ian’s sexual inclination was due to some failing on her part. So Daddy took care of her, just like had done all his life.

Tessa’s mind swirled as the image of her father’s loving eyes, handsome face, cradling arms, and the constant, glorious motion of his cock and her pussy working created a concert of sensations, of a pleasure that was reaching a crescendo. Tessa just relaxed and let the rising crests of sensual joy lift her further and further. She felt like she was riding a balloon and that each stroke of her daddy’s cock made the balloon jump a bit higher.

At each thrust she heard herself moan, “Mmmhhhmmm” and when it was especially good, “Ohhhh Dadddyyy” It became so intense Tessa had to close her eyes and just surrendered herself to the rhythm of romance, her daddy’ and her hips churning together like one beautiful machine of love. Tessa happily rode the drafts and currents of pleasure.

“How are you doing, baby girl”

Tessa opened her eyes as her dad spoke and the full intensity of his affectionate gaze hit her just as she had a pleasure spike. Although unspoken, the immense love he had for her was the final trigger. She thrashed her hips and drove her quaking cunt down around his cock as deep as it would go.

“Ooooooh Gaawwwwddaaaaadeeeeee!” As her orgasm swept over her. It was like riding a merry-go round, swinging as high in a swing as you could, riding the rapids, and eating chocolate cheesecake all at the same time.

Tessa quivered for several seconds and although it didn’t make her sexual peak any more intense, her father kissing and hugging her as she climaxed made it seem all that much better. As Phil kissed her he also made a slight groan and just as her pussy quieted, Tessa felt a sticky, oddly comforting warmth inside her. Although later she might be more concerned about it, the touch of her dad’s hot seed made her pussy quaver in a mini orgasm which she expressed by adding deeper passion to their kiss. Even as she kissed him she felt a great sense of satisfaction not only from the great sex but also because of how much she had made her father cum. It felt like loads!

When their kiss ended Tessa felt limp and a bit sleepy. Her dad cupped her cheek. “How are you feeling, sweetheart? That seemed a bit… intense.” Tessa noted that despite the concern in her father’s voice, he couldn’t help but have a tone of pride in there as well, for having given his daughter such a great first orgasm. Tessa ignored an impulse to tease him and instead gave him a long, lingering kiss. After which she said, “I love you, Daddy. Thank you for saving my best gift until last.”

She twitched her hips a little feeling the not quite limp cock delightfully slide through her puss. And with a giggle added, “I do hope it’s a gift that keeps on giving. I’m so glad you were my first, Daddy. I hope you’re my second, and third and….