The Surrogate Wife Ch. 03

“Good morning, beautiful,” my dad smiled at me, showered and dressed, with a cup of tea in his hand.

“Morning. What time is it?” I wondered, rubbing my sleepy eyes and yawning.

“It’s early. Go back to sleep if you like. I’m helping our neighbour Mike erect that fence of his.”

“Can’t you stay with me?” I complained and clawed at my dad getting ready to leave me.

“I’d love to but I promised to help him.” My dad smiled and put the cup of tea he’d made for me down beside the bed.

“Come back to bed and fuck your wife. Wouldn’t you rather erect something inside of me instead?” I giggled with morning arousal.

Dad chuckled. “Hold that thought until I get back.”

“If you won’t fuck your wife how about you fuck your daughter instead?” I ramped it up and pulled back the duvet, revealing my naked body. I then spread my legs and rubbed my pussy. “Come back to bed, daddy, and give your daughter a good seeing to.”

“You’ve always found a way of wrapping me around your little finger.” My dad grinned and pulled down his trousers. “Get here on the edge of the bed and bend over, Kate. Daddy will give you the fucking you need.”

“And now I have another way of wrapping my pussy around your cock!” I giggled and bent myself over the bed. “Does this mean we’re dropping the whole surrogate wife thing?” I giggled once more, offering myself to my dad.

“In my head I was always fucking my daughter. I’m sorry, Kate, but ever since you became a woman I started having fantasies about you.”

“That’s a very naughty confession, daddy.” I smirked over my shoulder. “I do like being mum though.”

“That’s fine by me,” dad groaned, easing his cock between my legs. “Like I said, when you’re wearing the ring you’re my wife, when you’re not, you’re my daughter. Either way, you can have my cock whenever you want it.”

“Mmm,” I moaned, suddenly full of my dad’s length. I slipped the ring off my finger. “Right now I want my daddy to fuck me with his big cock and fill me with his cum.”

“Yes, Kate! Daddy loves your tight pussy!”

“Have you honestly been fantasising about me, daddy? Uhhhh, that’s so fucking deep!”

“Ever since your mum passed away I started masturbating whilst thinking of you. I’d have never done anything about it… mmm … your pussy is so tight, Kate, mmm.”

“Keep it slow, daddy, I want to know what you’ve been thinking about me. Uhhh, yes, that’s it.”

“The few times I heard you having sex with your ex-boyfriend was when it really started. Your mother finding it hot made it kind of acceptable for me. Ohhhh, fuck you’re so wet and tight, Kate!”

“Ah! Slowly! Slower! Uhhh, like that! Tell me more.”

“Overhearing you having sex. Hearing how much you loved it, and listening to you cum, it made me start looking at you differently.”

“Differently how? Yes! All the way inside me!”

My dad was holding my hips while penetrating me with long, deep strokes. There was no thrusting or urgency. It was bent over making love at its very sensual best. His thick cock slowly stretching me, my tight pussy locked around his shaft, and our erotic conversation was all we needed to take us towards orgasm.

“I was always aware of your beauty and curvy figure, but after listening to you getting fucked I began lusting after you. I took my time to appreciate your hair and make up. I paid closer attention to the clothes your wore, and I longed for the weekends your boyfriend would stay over and give you his cock.”

“Ah! Ah! I’m gonna cum! I’m nearly there!”

“Then I saw you in your mothers bridal lingerie and I simply had to have you, Kate! I just had to put my cock in your, warm, soaking wet, tight pussy!”

“Ah! Ah! Yes, daddy! Yes! Ah! Ah! Yes!”

“I just had to have you! I had to have my daughter. I needed to fuck you, Kate. I needed to feel you cumming on daddy’s cock before I cum deep inside you!”

“Uhhhhhhhh! Ahhhh! Ah! Yes! I’m cumming!”

“Mmmm! Fuck! I can feel you, Kate! Ahhhhhh!”

As I came hard my dad pushed his cock to the end of my vagina and emptied his seed deep inside me. It was a mutual experience of love and lust that I will treasure forever. I think he will to. We collapsed onto the bed, his weight crushing me as we panted until we recovered. My dad then got up and rearranged his trousers.

“I’ll be back later this afternoon. Have a good day, darling.”

“You to, dad! Remember I’m going out with the girls tonight!”

“Yes! I know! See you soon!”

I was so happy. I felt I had everything. I spent the day tidying the house whilst singing to myself, until it was time to get ready to go out with my friends. Before I knew it, it was early evening.

I was in the kitchen swilling out an empty wine glass in the sink when my dad returned and entered the kitchen, wolf whistling at my attire. I was wearing a dress I hadn’t worn before, despite it hanging in my wardrobe for almost a year.

“You look absolutely sizzling, Kate. I’ve never seen you wearing that before.”

“That’s because I’ve never worn it before,” I beamed at his appreciation for the red bandage midi dress I was wearing.

“Are you out on the pull or something?” Dad chuckled. “You’re looking fierce and fiery in that dress, not to mention hot as hell.”

“I hadn’t thought of that to be honest,” I laughed. “Although you did say you and mum used to enjoy listening to me having sex! Not jealous are you?”

Dad chuckled. “I might end up getting jealous!” We laughed before he came up to me and put his arms around my waist. I smiled and put my arms around his neck. “But you do look delicious in that dress, darling. It hugs your sexy body in all the right places.” Dad glanced downwards. “And it’s certainly showing off some of your finest assets. And don’t think I didn’t catch that exposed zip going from the hem to your back. It had ‘unzip me’ written all over it.”

“Maybe later you can do just that?” I grinned suggestively.

“Unless some young, athletic youngster beats me to it first!”

“I’m not going on the pull, dad, not when I have a real man waiting at home for me.” I kissed him on the lips and kissed me back, before our tongues became truly entwined.

“You better get going before this horny old goat bends you over that table and has his wicked way with you.”

“Is that a threat?”

“Go on, get moving. Be safe and enjoy yourself, Kate.”

“Love you dad.” I kissed his cheek.

“I love you to, darling.”

The night with my friends was great. Long overdue and great. They gave me some stick about not showing up much recently, so I fobbed them off with some excuse. I couldn’t exactly tell them what I’d really been doing in my spare time.

We danced and partied and I had my fair share of admirers to, but my heart belonged to one man and one man only. The same could be said for my pussy. I turned a couple of guys away after they grabbed and squeezed my arse, but other than that it was guy free evening.

Arriving home around one thirty in the morning, I quietly went into the kitchen to make a drink and some toast, to settle my tummy before going to bed. Whilst waiting for the toaster to pop, I looked down at my left hand. It felt light without mums diamond ring sparkling on my finger. I was so lost in thought I didn’t hear my dad creep up behind me. I jumped with the toast when his arms slid round my body.

“Ahhh! Dad! You stupid arse!” I screamed then laughed. “I thought you were an intruder!”

“You’re lucky I’m not. You left the front door open. Dressed like that I should punish you as an intruder would,” he chuckled, slipping his hands up the front of my dress and over my breasts.

“Is that a threat?” I joked.

“You said that before you went out. Maybe I really should teach you a lesson,” dad chuckled again, moving me in his arms towards the kitchen table.

I continued the playful joke. “Let go or I’ll scream!” I shouted, but I was also giggling.

“You wanted me to come in, didn’t you? That’s why you left the front door open.” Dad snuggled into my neck, groping my breasts through the dress.

“No! Let me go!” I exclaimed. “My husband will be home any minute now! So you better get your filthy hands off me,” I laughed at my dad and his erection pressing into my bum.

“Don’t make me take you by force!” he groaned. “You know you want it.”

The situation sent my arousal soaring. The idea of an intruder forcing me had me hot and bothered all of a sudden. It was a fantasy I didn’t realise I had until he just threatened it.

“Get off me!” I fought back weakly.

“So you want to play hard to get, do you? That’s fine by me!”

My dad threw me around in a tight hold, not letting me go. I shrieked and slammed a heel into his shin. I didn’t mean to hurt him. I was only playing, but my dad howled in pain before he forcefully pulled down the front of my dress. My breasts bounced free before he bent me over the kitchen table, pressing the side of my face down on the surface.

“Have you been cock teasing all the boys tonight?”

“It’s none of your business!” I spat back in fake anger. “Get out of my house!”

“Not until I’ve had my wicked way with you!” We playful struggled on the table as my dad dropped his pyjama trousers. “I think you secretly wanted me to follow you into your home!”

“You pig!” I spat venomously, but I was so turned on knowing I was about to get ‘raped’ by my dad playing an intruder.

“I’m going to fuck you! I’m going to fuck you over this table!”

My dad reached for the zipper at the hem of my dress and pulled it up to my back. I felt the dress open before he tossed the two sides like flaps, exposing the backs of my legs and the thong I was wearing.

“Mmm, would you look at that!”

“Get off me you animal!” I token fought back as my dad literally snapped the thong waistband.

His strength made me gasp, further heightening my arousal. He then pulled the string from my arse crack to give himself full access. Pressing down harder on my head, holding me down, my dad positioned his hard cock to enter me.

“Mmm, just as I suspected. Your pussy is gagging for this!”

“This is rape you sick bastard!”

My dad chuckled. “It’s not rape if your pussy is this excited. Tell me where you want my cock!”