“Remember when I used to sit on your lap when I watched TV?” I asked innocently.
He smiled. “Yeah, I remember.”
“That was fun.”
“Yes, it was. You were a sweet little girl.”
I faked a frown. “Were? I’m not sweet anymore?”
He chuckled. “No, you’re not little anymore.”
I proudly stuck out my chest. “No, I’m not.”
He didn’t take the bait, keeping his eyes off my young breasts. My nipples stiffened anyway.
“But sometimes I miss it.” I said.
“Miss what?”
“Sitting on your lap.”
He smiled. “I miss it too.”
I grinned widely. “Really? Then let me try.” I shifted, attempting to move my body up onto his.
“Sharon, no.” He gripped my shoulder and held me in place, not allowing me to climb onto his lap.
“Come on, Daddy. It’ll be fun. Just like we used to do.”
“No, you’re too big for that now.”
I frowned. “You think I’m too heavy?”
“No, not heavy. You’re too old for that. It wouldn’t be appropriate.”
“I’m just a daughter who wants to sit with her daddy.”
“Yes, but you’re a woman now. Grown women don’t sit on their father’s lap.”
I smiled even wider. “You think I’m a woman?”
“Of course you are. Look at you.” Finally, his eyes dropped and swept over the twin curves of my breasts, and I felt a thrill of excitement jolt through me. My nipples tightened even further, creating visible bumps under my thin nightshirt. His eyes lingered for a short moment before returning to mine.
To this day I swear a look passed between us, which gave me the encouragement I needed.
“You’re right,” I said softly.
He gave me a curious look. “What am I right about?”
“About me being a woman. I am a woman. And women need certain things.”
His brow knitted. “Sharon, what’re you talking about?”
“You know. Things that women need.” I placed my hand on his thigh.
His eyebrows arched. “Sharon, maybe you should go sit on the chair.”
“Don’t you want to give me what I need, Daddy?” I slid my hand up and rested it on the bulge in his pants. For one glorious split-second, I felt the heat of my father’s cock through the material. It twitched from my touch.
He moved quickly, rising off the couch and turning his body, pushing me away from him. I stared up at him in shock, and he leaned over and put his finger in my face. His eyes were full of anger.
“Don’t you ever do that again!”
“But, Daddy…”
“Enough Sharon! I’m your father for god’s sake. And your mother’s sleeping upstairs.”
“But I just wanted–”
“I know what you wanted. But you’re looking for it in the wrong place.”
“I’m sorry.” I could feel the tears on my cheeks.
“I’m going to bed now, and when I wake up tomorrow, I’m going to pretend this never happened. And I want you to do the same. But don’t you ever try something like this with me again. Is that understood?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He turned and walked away, heading up the stairs without looking back. I cried for another minute, but then the powerful desire his anger had drawn out of me took over, and I shoved my hand down my panties and ground it against my weeping pussy, thrashing to several orgasms as I clenched my eyes closed and recalled the heated closeness of his body.
True to his word, he never mentioned the incident, and neither did I. And while I resigned myself to never fulfilling my desire to be with him, that didn’t stop me from fantasizing about it over the years, sometimes even imagining it was his cock instead of Teddy’s pounding my cunt raw.
“Alicia, you should go,” my father said, pulling me out of my reverie.
The young girl folded her arms across her chest. “I know your wife takes your kids to swimming classes on Tuesday evenings, so no one’s coming home for a few hours.”
“We can’t.”
“Of course we can. I just want to do for you what my sister did. That’s all.”
“That was a mistake.”
“Not from her point of view. She said it was the best sex she’d ever had.”
I gasped. My father had sex with Katie Harrelson? She’d been a pretty little blonde freshman when I’d known her, and I hadn’t seen her since, so the images I had in my head seemed a little perverted.
“You’re only eighteen.”
“Same age my sister was when you fucked her. Come on, Mr. Davis, we can have some fun together. No one else will find out.”
He glared at her. “Unless you have a little sister. Am I going to have to screw her when she’s a senior too?”
She giggled. “No, just a little brother. I’m the end of the line.”
“What about your friends? Don’t you think they’re going to get in line when they find out I’m handing out A’s for sex?”
“I swear, I won’t tell them.”
“Why should I believe you?”
“Because I haven’t told them yet.”
“Yet? Is that a threat?”
She smiled. “Of course not. But you do have a lot to lose here. Definitely your job. Probably your wife and family. But I don’t want it to be like that. Look at me, Mr. Davis. I’m hot, young and totally fuckable. I want one small favor from you, and I’m offering you all of me in return. Take what you want.”
He stared at her for a long moment without speaking.
She smiled and stepped closer to him. “Finally, you’re not saying no.”
He frowned. “I’m not saying yes, either.”
“I shaved just for you. Here, feel.” She reached for his hand and pulled it up under her pleated skirt. I watched in shock as my dad didn’t resist as she guided his hand to her pussy.
I couldn’t see what he was doing, but her eyelids fluttered and she let out a soft sigh. Her hand gripped his forearm, holding it in place under her skirt.
“You’re not wearing panties,” he said softly.
“Yes, I wanted to be ready for you. My pussy was soaking the car seat all the way over.”
I watched as the muscles in his forearm flexed, and she reacted with a low groan.
“Oh god, Mr. Davis, that feels so good.”
“Your cunt is hot.”
My eyes opened wide. In all the time I’d known him, I’d never heard him use that word.
“Yessss, hot for you. Is my pussy tight?”
“Yes. Are you a virgin?”
“No. Not since I was fourteen.”
“Sounds like you like cock.” His forearm flexed again.
“Oh god. Ohhhh.”
“Tell me.”
“I love cock. In my mouth and in my cunt.”
“I thought so. You’re nothing but a little slut, aren’t you?”
I couldn’t believe my ears. My dad, winner of multiple Teacher of the Year awards, calling a student a slut while he fingered her pussy? Unfuckingreal.
“Yes, I’m a slut.” She was breathing deep, her large breasts heaving under her blouse, her stiff nipples clearly evident through the stretched cloth.
He stepped closer to her and grabbed the back of her hair with his hand, tilting her head up to his as he leaned over, his lips close to hers.
“I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before,” he growled.
My pussy gushed at his words, and a fog of envy drifted over my mind. That should be me out there with his hand up my cunt. It wasn’t fair.
Her breath was ragged. “Yes, fuck me.” I knew that if he kept up with his hand, she was going to come soon. But he had other plans.
Moving his hand to the top of her head, he pushed her down. She responded by dropping to her knees in front of him, her eyes focused on the large lump that’d grown in his pants.
Her eyes followed his movements, and when he moved his fingers down to her mouth, she grabbed his wrist and began to suck on them, bobbing her head as if they were a miniature cock. My pussy twisted from the knowledge that she was tasting herself on him.
He allowed her to lick him clean, then pulled his fingers out and said, “Suck me.”
Her fingers flew to his belt, quickly undoing it and then working on his pants. Loosened, they dropped to his ankles, leaving him standing in his boxers, which had a very large bulge at the front.
“Oooooh,” she whispered, and ran her hand along the cloth, following the shape underneath, which angled up towards his hip. It seemed like some kind of optical illusion. He couldn’t possibly be that big.
She curled her fingers under the elastic waistband and pulled it out and down, allowing his cock to rise up free, pointing solidly towards the ceiling.
This time I did gasp, but luckily she did the same. It was even bigger than I expected, stretching up tight and hard, like it was carved out of solid granite.
“Holy fuck,” she whispered.
He moved one hand to the top of her head, grabbing a tight handful of hair. With the other, he angled his cockhead down towards her lips. Instinctively, she opened wide and he thrust forward, while at the same time yanking her towards him, impaling her mouth with his thick spear.
“Guhhh,” she grunted as his swollen cock lodged into the back of her throat. I licked my lips as I watched her mouth stretch around his solid girth. She wasn’t even halfway down, nowhere close to taking it all. He held her head in place as he began to thrust his hips, fucking her mouth.
“Is this what you wanted?” he asked, stretching her lips wide.
She gurgled out a muffled yes around his bloated dick.
“Then suck me harder.” He pushed into her as her eyes went wide, her throat resisting his entrance.
I’d never seen my father this way. The closest he’d come was when he was angry with me for trying to seduce him. But the things he was doing and saying to this young girl, I didn’t think he was capable of.
He tightened his hands in her hair and held her head as he began to rock his hips forward and back, causing her to gag on his intruding thickness. Pulling her out for a moment, he allowed her to catch her breath before yanking her back onto his jutting dick, battering the back of her throat with his massive cockhead. Snot began to run from her nose and her saliva drooled down over her chin, dropping in long strands to the carpeted floor.
Finally, he released her, and she sat back on her haunches and gasped for air. His cock was hard and angry looking, sticking up and out like a tree branch. The top half was covered in her gleaming spit, while the thick base visibly pulsed. My cunt twisted in pleasure from just staring at it.
“Stand up,” he ordered, and she complied. Her face was flushed and her lips were swollen with desire. She had a feral look of lust in her eyes that matched the one my father was wearing.
“Fuck me,” she said, her voice raspy.
He reached out with his hand and curled it around her neck, pulling her into him with a yank and leaning down to kiss her hard. Their tongues danced together as he grabbed her breast through her blouse and squeezed it harshly. She groaned loudly.
Then he pushed her back to the armrest of the couch and turned her around. Pressing her down, she leaned over the arm to lie face-first on the cushion with her ass in the air.
“Please,” she whimpered.
He flipped up her skirt to reveal her bare ass cheeks, and from my angle I could just see the edge of her pussy, which gleamed wetly.
Suddenly, his hand came down on her right cheek, making a loud slapping sound in the quiet room
“Uhhhh,” she grunted, and wiggled her ass enticingly, as if asking for more.
He obliged, and another loud retort sounded as he spanked her left ass cheek.
“Ohhhhhh,” she moaned. “Yessss.”
He smacked her a few more times, and she seemed to grow more frantic with each one.
“Fuck me, Mr. Davis. Fuck me hard.”
Holding his cock at the proper angle, he lodged it between her cheeks and at the girl’s entrance. Then with a single powerful thrust, he drove completely into her.
“Ahhhhhhh!” she cried out loudly, sounding like she was experiencing more pain than pleasure. Dad’s hips pressed hard against her rounded ass as he held his cock deep in her stretched cunt.
“Is this what you wanted?” He drew his hips back slightly and then slammed them hard, causing her to cry out forcefully.
“Answer me, you stuck up cunt.”
“Yes,” she grunted, her face twisted in a grimace of painful lust.
“I can’t hear you.” He flexed his hips again, driving his cock deep.
“Uhhhh! Yes! Fuck me! I want your big cock!”
He reached down and grabbed another handful of her blond hair and yanked her head back towards him, causing her back to arch further. She groaned again as he began to fuck her in vicious thrusts, using his strength to batter her split cunt with his club-like cock, spearing into her tight grip.
“Oh god,” she groaned, and I watched in fascination as her pussy ovaled around his invading shaft, stretched to its limits by his beast-like girth.
He fucked her like a bull in heat, his heavy hairy balls swinging like a jerky pendulum as he packed her pussy again and again with his solid flesh. Her breasts, still pent up by her bra and blouse, rocked forward and back in time with his violent thrusts.
Even from across the room I could hear the wet, squishy sound his cock was making as it slid hard into her tight clasping grip, punctuated by the sound of their flesh slapping together. She seemed to be going out of her mind with lust, bobbing her head and emitting unintelligible grunts of pleasure.
Suddenly, she was coming, crying out loudly and jerking on his pinioning cock like a marionette on strings, her body convulsing wildly as if she’d been possessed by a demon. He ignored her cries and continued to hammer her cunt with his bludgeoning dick, sending her squeals of pleasure even higher.
“Aggghhhhhh!” she wailed, her face a mask of twisted pleasure, her eyes bugging from her head as her mouth lolled open. The tendons on her neck strained visibly as she shuddered and churned through her climax.
She calmed down somewhat as he continued to saw his thick pole in and out of her tender twat. But a minute later she exploded again, crying and mewing like a cat in heat as he plundered her upturned ass.
He gave out a loud grunt and pulled his dick from her. It gleamed wetly, solid as steel and quivering as he yanked hard on her hair, sending her off balance and back towards him, with her still moaning from her climax. Holding her up by his tight grip in her hair, he guided her face towards his jutting erection.
She was gasping and groaning, but when she saw his cock looming in front of her, she opened her mouth to accept it inside. When her lips closed around the bloated tip, he thrust his hips forward, driving the drooling knob to the back of her throat. She gagged from the sudden intrusion, but he ignored it, beginning to fuck her mouth with savage thrusts.
She valiantly tried to keep up, wrapping her lips around him in an attempt to suck. But he seemed not to care, instead using her mouth like a cunt and fucking it with abandon. She choked and gagged, and her saliva drooled from her lips, running down his shaft to drip off his swinging balls. Her breath hitched, and snot ran from her nose to mingle with the spit on her lips.
“Ah, ah, ah,” he grunted, his thrusts becoming frenzied, and I knew he was past the entrance to her throat, spearing down into her gullet each time he stroked deep.
With a loud growl, he arched his back and thrust forward, his body going rigid as he began to blast his load into her mouth. Her eyes went wide, and she gagged again as his hot seed gushed into her. Soon
it became too much, and overflowed around his cock, running in creamy white waves down over her chin to drip onto the front of her blouse.
He held deep inside of her as his ass muscles rippled, his body shuddering from the exertion of his climax. His barrel-like chest heaved for breath as his balls continued to pump their essence into her welcoming mouth.
Finally, he was through, and his body visibly relaxed. Letting go of her hair, he pushed her forehead back, causing her to sit back on her haunches, her mouth opening and closing like a fish as she fought to breathe. She was coated with his copious sperm, from her lips and chin, to broad, wet splotches across her blouse, making the material transparent and showing off her bra underneath.
I stood there stunned, gaping at the scene before me. Even if it hadn’t been my father it would’ve been a shocking display. But to see him doing that to this young girl had me so horny, my pussy felt like a warm, wet sponge that had an electrical current running through it.
He stood there before her, hands on his hips as his cock began to soften, drooping slightly downward. To my surprise, she leaned forward and began to lick him clean, sliding her tongue over his inflamed skin to capture the mixture of their juices. When she’d removed all traces from his cock, she moved down to his balls, lapping and sucking at the hairy sack until it was clean. Through it all he stood there watching, until he finally pushed her away with a gruff, “Enough.”
She smiled up at him. “Holy fuck, my sister was right.”
“You’d better go.” He stuffed his dick back into his pants.
She continued to grin. “I’ve never been fucked like that before.”
Zipping up, he said, “Get out.”
“Do I get an A?”
“You got your A. Now go. And keep your mouth shut.”
She stood. “Can we do this again sometime?”
“Maybe. If you’re quiet about it.”
“I swear, I won’t tell anyone. When can we do it again?”
He walked to the door and opened it. “Leave now.”
She grinned and walked to him, swaying her hips enticingly. “I’ll go, but we’re not done.”
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