“Get down on your knees.” He rested his hand on my shoulder. “Do you want me to sit down or keep standing up?”
I had no idea. I was so enthralled with the shape of his cock and the way he groaned every time I pushed my thumb around what must have been his tip that I couldn’t think.
“Put your mouth on me,” he said. “Over my jeans. Just massage me with your lips, with your teeth...God that feels good. I remember the one time your mother ever did this. I went down on her for an hour afterwards, I was so happy.”
Shit, he wouldn’t need to do anything for me. Just feeling this big, thick thing in my mouth is good enough. But still, the idea of having him between my legs for a whole hour...a whole hour! It’s just...
“You having fun?”
I nodded, while at the same time still gripping him with my teeth. A feeling stirred in my belly, something deep-seated and strange. I got another wave of fear.
“It’s okay,” Jake said again, obviously sensing that I was nervous. “Would you like if I did that to you? Can your daddy taste your sweet, little pussy?”
Just the thought sent me reeling. I’d always imagined someone with his face between my legs, hitting all the right places, flicking his tongue over my clit like I saw once in a porno movie my friend showed me. Tongue on my clit, fingers pounding away. I almost came just thinking about it.
“Yes, if that’s what you want, I’d love it.” I used my best innocent little girl voice. It wasn’t much of a stretch. “I’ve always wanted someone to do that to me, but well...I’m just too shy.”
I looked up at him for a second, and he smiled down at me. “I want your first time to be absolutely perfect. Anything you want, you can have. Okay?” He stroked my cheek with the back of his fingers. God I wanted him to fuck me.
Fuck me. I want you to fuck me, daddy. I want you to bend me over this couch and fuck my tight little cunt until I can’t take it anymore. I want you to fuck me until I scream and cry and squirt my come all over your big, hard dick. Will you do that for me daddy, will you fuck me until I’m raw and I hurt for a week? Will you, daddy?
All I could say, though, was “yes” no matter how badly I wanted to say the rest of it.
“Squeeze that dick with your teeth again. Feels so good...now run your hand along me. Are you ready to see my cock?”
I chewed my lip and tried to think of what to say. It sounds stupid as hell to think of it this way, but I really didn’t know what to say. There I was, with my daddy’s dick between my lips, wet spot all up and down him where I’d been licking him through his jeans, and I was worried about how I answered his question. Of all the stupid...
“Take me out, baby girl. Reach in and pull me out. I want to see the look on your face when you...”
I pulled the waistband of his boxer-briefs out and reached in like I was sneaking a cookie. The first thing I felt was the prickle of the trimmed hair around his base, then I felt the smooth, warm skin just above his balls. He was so hot, so silky smooth and when I heard him suck a breath, I just had to touch myself.
“Need to feel your pussy, baby girl?” He said as I put one hand between my legs and pushed hard against my sex with the back of my fingers. “Does that feel good?”
I moaned softly and smiled at him, chewing hard on my bottom lip and curling my fingers around the bottom of his dick.
“I like the way you make that little sound,” he said. “I like that you feel good while you’re doing this. I can’t wait to get between your legs and taste your pussy.”
My cheeks were absolutely on fire with all his dirty talk. I mean, I liked it. Okay, loved the absolute hell out of it but still it just felt so, so, so, wonderfully wrong. But somehow right if that makes any sense. God it felt so good to hear stuff I’d always thought only happened in really, really, dirty movies coming from my daddy’s lips.
“Why does this feel so wrong, daddy?” I asked as I drove my fingers a little deeper, stretching my pants and pushing inside. “I know it’s not...I know it’s okay, but it feels like I shouldn’t want this.”
“We can’t help who we fall in love with, sweetheart. That’s not something we can change.”
His words gave me...security. They made me feel better about my forbidden desire, but even more than that, they gave me permission to feel the way I did. It was such a sweet release to stop worrying, to stop caring and fretting that I was doing something horribly wrong and just enjoy loving this man who loved me.
“Pull it out,” he said again. “Look at your daddy’s cock.”
I took a deep breath and fished it out of his underpants. As soon as his big, purple tip snapped out of his waistband with an audible sound of elastic popping, I stared with my mouth open, and exhaled my astonished surprise.
“It’s...it’s so big, daddy, I don’t...how am I ever going to get that inside me?”
“We’ll go slow, sweetie. We’ll go slow. Don’t worry. Daddy would never hurt you.”
His cock swelled above the ring my fingers made around his shaft. My pinky curled around the base of him. Every time he breathed, every time I felt the little pulse of his heart through the veins in his prick, my hand trembled more and more until I had to squeeze him a bit to keep my hand from shaking.
“That’s good, baby girl,” he said. “You can always count on daddy. If you need to hold on to keep your pretty hand from trembling, you just go right on ahead and grip me. God it feels good to have you here like this. Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted you?”
I shook my head. I knew how long I’d wanted him just like this but I wasn’t about to admit it aloud. I really didn’t want to, but even so, there I was, with the words “not as long as I’ve wanted you,” rolling off my tongue.
What else are you going to admit, Lily? Better do something with that...
Fingers tangled in my hair and my daddy pulled me so that my face was pointing up at his. “Suck,” he said.
I couldn’t believe it. Everything I’d always wanted was right there, right in front of me, and I was about to taste my daddy’s big, throbbing dick. I gave him one last squeeze and a little glisten emerged from the tip. The hand in my hair slid down to my shoulder, then lower until he brushed the top of my breast, right above my bra.
“Wait, Lily,” he said, stopping me with my lips just inches from the glistening tip of his cock. “Pull that pony tail out first. Let all that beautiful hair fall down around your shoulders. That’s it. My little girl, all grown up. You’re just wonderful, you know that?”
Slipping my bottom lip between my teeth, I chewed a little, partially to calm my nerves at such an intense compliment and partially because I thought he’d like it, since that was one of the things I used to do all the time. From the smile he gave me, it worked.
“Now,” he said. “Now, take daddy’s big, hard dick and put it inside that cute mouth.”
At first I really didn’t know what the hell to do with him. I’d seen all of, I think, two porno movies by that point in my life, and so everything I ‘knew’ about sex was either what my friends told me, or cooked up in my own dirty imagination. So, I just did what came naturally. I stuck my tongue out between my lips and caressed his tip in a slow circle, exploring the line around his head. Somehow, I avoided the glistening drop that I squeezed out of him, but after the second lap around his ridge, I slid my tongue up the line to the opening and let his tiny offering slide down my tongue and warm the back of my throat.
“Do you like how I taste?” He stroked my cheek. Then once again let his hand fall down to my chest. I sat up straighter to let him feel. His fingertip brushed my nipple, and I gasped softly. “Oh, you like me touching you too, huh?”
Jake was smiling down at me when I looked up with my best guilty little girl look. “Mhm,” I said as I slipped my mouth over swell of his tip and all the way down to the beginning of his shaft. Stretching my tongue down him, I felt a soft bridge of skin and tickled him.
“You know just what to do to make me f
eel good, huh? Before you take any more of your daddy in your mouth, I want you to take that shirt off. Let me finally see those big college-girl tits you’ve been teasing me with forever and ever.”
“I’m not in college yet,” I said, grinning, as I stood up and pulled the tight cotton over my swollen, aching breasts and then popped the hook on my bra to let them out. I hoped he’d touch them – touch me – right away, and I wasn’t disappointed.
“Just like I imagined,” he moaned as his fingertips circled my nipple and my skin went all pebbly and tingly right after. “Sometimes when I jerk off, I think about you. But...you know that, don’t you? You were snooping earlier, huh?”
I sucked a breath, both at the pleasure I felt and the knowledge that I’d been caught.
“H...how did you know?”
“I heard you out in the hall earlier. I heard my little girl grunting and groaning. I kept tugging this big cock harder and harder, and as you started squealing louder and breathing faster, I did the same things you did.”
My face flushed a deep crimson, but what the fuck? Really? What did it matter then? It was all out on the table. I bit my lip again and looked up at him with a down-turned face and big, wide-open doe-eyes. “How can I make it up to you? I didn’t mean to snoop?”
A grin crept across his face. “You can suck daddy’s dick until he tells you to stop. And squeeze these big balls, too.”
For a second longer I just watched his cock as I wrapped my fingers around him and gave him a little stroke up, then down. Another drop came out and somehow, knowing how good it would taste made it even harder to wait. I did though, I gave him another tug, and then when my hands went all the way down him, I pushed up on my knees and gently shoved him back on the couch. When he sat, his cock was straight up, almost taunting me to try and swallow it all.
“Just the tip,” he whispered. “Suck on just the tip, and put those soft...”
I enveloped him with my tits, one on either side, cradling them around him with one arm as I kneaded his heavy balls with the other and lowered my mouth onto his dickhead. “Like this?” I said with a flick of my tongue.
All he did was lay his head backward against the couch and moan, grinning.
Just like that, I gripped him, squeezed him, and let my breasts cascade up and down his shaft. Around and around I spun my tongue until I just had to suck him.
Once his tip was in my mouth, there was no more room. I stretched my jaws and massaged his underside with my tongue as best I could and let a tendril of spit drip down either side of his cock. The next time I moved at all, my tits slid on him just a little, and I got a very good idea. I moved very gingerly at first, not sure if it would work, but Jake’s spit-slicked cock absolutely glided between my aching breasts, and when he reached down to pinch my nipples, then pull them, then roll his fingertips around them, I almost lost it right then and there.
Sucking a breath, I said, “I’ve never...oh God it feels so good!”
Instead of stopping, or slowing down, he went at me harder. Daddy’s thumbs and pointer fingers curled around my stiff, hard nipples and tugged so that it hurt at first, but then seconds later, deep warmth crept down my belly to the place between my legs.
“Is my little girl wet? Is that pussy sopping and ready for daddy?”
I couldn’t do much but moan and nod. His cock was so big, so good in my mouth, and the heat moving up and down me where he pinched and pulled, it was all just too much to handle. Somehow, without even being touched, my sex began to grip and grasp at nothing. It was like he’d somehow almost made me come with nothing but his mind and his voice...or that I made myself come just by pleasing him.
“Look at me,” he said. “Don’t take me out of your mouth. Just look up and let me see my dick in my little girl’s lips.”
I shook my head side to side a little, dragging my tongue across that sensitive place under his tip, and I felt my daddy twitch in my mouth. “Looks like you’re not the only one getting close,” he said with a smile. “Stand up. Let me look at you.”
“Yes, sir,” I said. Slowly, I turned to the left, then the right. I held my hands behind my back and couldn’t help but giggle as he devoured me with his eyes for a few moments. Then, his gaze got very serious and he settled on my tiny sweat shorts.
“Daddy sees that his little sweetheart is feeling really naughty. Is that right?”
I fluttered my eyelashes at him for a second, trying to figure out what he meant, and when my thighs rubbed together, slicked with my pussy juice, I got an idea of what he meant. I nodded. And was I ever! I could hardly keep my fingers from diving inside me. And the thing is, it was even just that he was really hot and right there in front of me holding his cock up. It wasn’t just that I sucked my first dick, nothing like that. I mean, that was all really good, but it was that it all happened with him. With Jake. With the man I trusted most in the world. I felt so safe and so secure. Even with me being...well...virgin Lily, I knew everything would be okay.
And then, when daddy’s fingers slid between my tits, over the soft, gentle bulge of my belly, and he hooked the waist of my shorts and pulled me closer between his legs, I could hardly stand it. His cock was so hard, so big, and I squeezed my thighs together and grabbed him between them.
He let his head fall back against the couch again and I reached down right below the crotch of my shorts where his tip was sandwiched between my legs and trickled my fingertips over him, then gave him a squeeze.
“I’m...” My lip trembled and I trailed off. But the warmth of his swell between my legs was too much. “I’m just a little scared, is all.” I pushed his dickhead back between my thighs so that if I twisted a little, I felt him against my wet spot.
He touched my face, then my belly, but never let go of his hold on my shorts. “That’s okay. We’ll try this first. It won’t feel as good as the real thing, with my big dick inside your tight little pussy, but maybe it’ll get you ready.”
Jake urged me down onto his leg. He slid me along his muscled thigh. Just the grinding, dull ache that swelled inside me when my pussy lips tugged tight underneath my shorts made me take a sharp breath. He slouched further, and let his dick relax against his belly. I took it from there.
“Okay but...I want to do it down here.” I grabbed his hand, bit my lip a little, and pulled him off the couch, then coaxed him to the floor. When he reclined all the way, that big dick thumped against his stomach and I straddled him.
The heat of his tool nestled between my sweet wetness was enough to make me start quivering all over again. I pushed myself along him, gasping at the surging energy that crawled up me and made my nipples prickle stiff in the slightly cool puffs of air coming from the ceiling fan.
“Feel good?” He said with a grin, and cupped my sweetly-sore tits in either hand, flicking my nipples gently with his thumbs. “Just imagine what it’ll be like to have it inside you. Lay down on me and feel how deep it’ll go.”
I did what he said, and his girth went so far up that I almost had a little panic, but then I felt how wet he was.
Through my shorts? How?
Daddy must have noticed how confused I was, because he pushed my hair back behind my ears and pulled me to his lips, swirling his tongue inside my mouth. With one moment of a kiss, he took my breath away, and what felt like a blissed eternity later, I opened my eyes to see his gentle face smiling at me.
“Everything is fine,” he said. “I’ll never let anything hurt you. Okay?”
I nodded. I believed him. Absolutely and completely.
“Just enjoy. Your pussy is so wet that you managed to get your daddy’s dick all slick and you don’t even have your shorts off.” He slid his hands down my back, took a handful of my ass and crushed me against the thickness that ran the whole length of my sex.
“Oh!” I cried out. “It...you’re touching my...”
I couldn’t make myself say it. It just felt so naughty to talk about my clit with him, but that’s what was happening.
It was just as stupid as blushing when he told me about listening to my sex noises when I was outside the bathroom.
“Say it,” he said with a low rumble that vibrated his cock against my...clit.
“My...my clit. Daddy, you’re pushing right on my clit and it feels so good.”
“If it feels that good just touching you, how good do you think it’ll be when I shove my big, hard cock straight up inside you? It’s gonna hurt just a little at first, but then you’ll stretch around me, and you’ll be so tight that you feel every single stroke like it’s the first one. I can’t wait to feel my little girl’s cunt wrap around me. I can’t wait to pump her full of...”
“But no,” I said. “You can’t shoot it in me, what if...”
“Shh,” he put his finger to my lips and caressed me again, all the way down my back, with tickling fingertips. “Don’t worry about that. It’s gonna feel so good to have my sticky-hot load fill you up.”
As he spoke, his low, soft voice lubricating my ears and relaxing me, I stopped caring so much. Even if...something happened...then all that would mean is that, well, we were even closer than ever. Right? Almost on cue, once again, Jake seemed to sense that something was bothering me and said exactly what needed to be said.
“Nothing that happens will ever get between us. Okay? You going off to school, anything at all. I’ll always be your daddy. You’ll always be my baby Lily.”
I could have cried it made me so happy to hear those words. Instead I just pushed myself up and down him as hard as I could, sliding my sex against his throbbing cock, and then felt the quivering inside me start up again.
“Daddy,” I moaned, “I’m...I’m coming, I...” my breath escaped from my lungs in a series of quick gasps punctuated by little squeals of pleasure as the muscles past my entrance started to squeeze and release in a gentle rhythm.
“I can feel it,” he said. “Daddy can feel it. I’m imagining what it’ll be like when you come on my dick, with my balls slapping against your stomach. You’re gonna be bent over and I’ll be holding you and pounding away until you start screaming and come so hard you make noises you didn’t even know you could.”
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