The headset had been pulled from her ear. Kelly didn't even notice. She was still in a haze. She washed herself with a wet cloth, then washed “daddy," she dried herself, returned to her bedroom, wrapped “daddy” in his shirt and put him back under her bed.
After new sheets covered her bed, she dressed herself in her nightgown then crawled into her bed, pillows propping up her head.
Janet smiled wide at her from the computer screen. She was still naked and Kelly marveled at her slim, tight body.
“Dude, that was amazing!”
Kelly felt herself blush.
“Yes, it was amazing,” she thought to herself.
She was already thinking ahead to tomorrow night and how “daddy” would be back inside her.
**********
The next day at school Kelly and Janet broke away from the rest of their clique.
“Last night was incredible,” Janet told her best friend. “How many times did you cum? I thought I heard you three times.”
Kelly's face reddened as she told Janet “I don't really know. It felt like I was cumming all the time.”
Both the girls giggled.
“What about you?” Kelly questioned her friend. “You must have cummed a hundred times," Another round of giggles and smiles broke out.
“I came once just using my fingers, but I came again watching you. Oh my god, I wish I was there. I would have licked your snatch for hours," Janet confessed.
“Really?” Kelly responded naively.
“Really,” Janet answer. “Come on, don't tell me you've never thought about us fucking each other.”
The red on Kelly's face deepened.
“Yeah, I have,” her eyes were scanning the ground now.
“Stay over at my house this weekend,” Janet was almost begging. “My parents will be gone all night Saturday,” she teased.
“Really?” Kelly asked again.
“Really,” Janet replied, anticipation and excitement in her voice.
“OK, I'll stay over,” Kelly gave in.
“It will be epic!” Janet had placed her hand into Kelly's. “We can do stuff slow, then fuck each other with a bunch of things. I'll go to the toy store tomorrow and pick up a couple things.”
Janet giggled, a smile from ear to ear.
“OK,” Kelly answered pensively. “You want me to bring 'daddy'?”
“Absolutely!” Janet shot out. “You can fuck me like your daddy, and lick me at the same time. Oh my god, I think I'm getting wet!” the two let out a laugh.
“Do you want to watch me again, tonight?” Kelly could feel herself getting horny.
“Yes, of course. Same time?” Janet asked.
“Yeah,” Kelly replied. “About midnight.”
“OK, I'll try out one of the toys I buy,” Janet was laughing.
The bell rang loudly and the two walked into the school, hand in hand.
**********
School was more torturous than most days. Images of last night, and daydreams of the next night, filled Kelly's mind every moment of the day. The clock seemed to taunt her, its arms moving oh so slow.
**********
Finally, the final bell of the day rang out and Kelly was on her feet, moving for the door.
On the bus ride home, she was setting a scene in her mind. What she was going to wear, what color the sheets would be, would she put a pillow under her ass this time, so Janet had a better view? Almost as quickly as these thoughts entered her mind, she had an answer to them. She was tingling with excitement as she broke through the front door of her home.
**********
Her father was standing in the kitchen, preparing food for dinner.
“Hi, angel,” he smiled wide as he turned his head to look at her.
“Hi, daddy,” Kelly was set aback slightly.
Her father was never home from work this early, even on a Friday like today.
“How come you're home so early?” Kelly asked.
“Your mother was called out to the head office for the weekend, so I took the afternoon off and, viola,”
He laughed a little too hard, Kelly thought to herself, then she spotted the half drunk bottle of wine at his side.
“Daddy, you're drunk,” Kelly laughed to her father.
“Not even close, honey,” her father laughed back. “I just thought I'd have a couple glasses of wine to take the edge off.”
“How much of the 'edge' are you going to take off?”
They both laughed at Kelly's blunt question.
“Come on. It's not like this is a daily occurrence,” her father told her.
Kelly detected a subtle change in her daddy's tone. She knew this meant “enough”.
Kelly went to her father and hugged him tight. He reciprocated, but Kelly thought she felt more than a father's love in the act.
She pulled away and smiled.
“You know I'm only kidding with you daddy,” Kelly asked in a part statement, part question voice.
“I know, angel,” his tone was back to full jovial. He was beaming a full smile at her.
“I'm going to change clothes, then Facebook or something,” she didn't need to tell him. He already knew.
“OK, angel. Dinner at seven?” he asked.
“That sounds great, daddy,” she replied.
As she made her way upstairs she heard him call from the kitchen “It's just you and me till Monday, honey.”
For some reason, the thought of this gave her twinges of excitement.
**********
Kelly changed out of her school clothes, then turned her attention to her bed. The two-tone blue comforter hid her average white cotton sheets.
She slid out into the hallway and opened the linen closet. Everything was neatly stacked. She searched the pile of sheets and found a pair of black satin with matching pillow covers. She ran her hands over the slick, smooth material and took them back to her room and swapped them out for hers.
She could almost see her fair skinned body outlined by the black of the sheets and pillows.
“Perfect,” she thought, as she began to rearrange the lamps in her room.
She already had one lamp on the shelf behind her bed. She added another. One of them focused on her body, the other on her face. She then moved her chair into position.
She was ready for tonight.
**********
Seven o'clock came, and Kelly walked down the stairs to her father in the kitchen.
“Ready?” her father asked.
“Sure, daddy,” she responded.
Her father plated their dinners and sat opposite of Kelly at the table. He put down two wine glasses, and filled them.
“Wine, angel?” he asked. She knew the drinking age was 21, but accepted it none the less.
“Thanks, daddy,” she giggled.
“No problem, angel. Just never tell your mother,” they both laughed and started into their dinners.
“Do you have any plans for tonight, honey?” her father asked.
“No, I'm just going to talk to my friends and probably go to bed early,” she lied with a straight face.
“OK, honey. Listen, if you want we can go and play some miniature golf tomorrow. Lunch is on me,” he said with a smile.
“That sounds like fun, daddy. Can I let you know tomorrow?” Kelly had always loved miniature golf.
“Sure, angel. No hurry,” her father smiled back.
**********
Dinner was over and Kelly was back in her room. She spent some time on Facebook, talked to a couple of friends then Skyped Janet.
“So, are we good for tonight?” Janet asked immediately.
“Yes,” Kelly answered coyly. “I found some black sheets for my bed.”
“Slut,” they both laughed. “I got a couple things myself. You're going to love the bra and pantie set I'm going to wear, and look at this...”
Kelly's jaw dropped.
Janet looked like she was wrestling with a black Anaconda. In her h
ands was an enormous black dildo made of rubber. Its length was the size of the petite girls arm, and as wide as her fist.
“Oh my god,” Kelly spoke with amazement. “You can't get that inside you. It's way too big.”
“We'll see tonight,” Janet laughed, both with exhilaration and anticipation in her voice.
“Put it near the camera,” Kelly asked her friend, who readily complied.
“Abbie,” this was Kelly's nickname for Janet. “You'll hurt yourself.”
“Then I'll hurt myself good!” Janet laughed quietly. “You want to see it inside me, don't you?”
She knew the answer before Kelly spoke.
“Yes,” Kelly told her shyly. “Can I go first with 'daddy', then watch you?” she asked, her face flushed.
“Yeah. Let's do it that way,” Janet's voice was warbling.
“OK. I already have everything set up, I even put more light on my bed," she told her friend with pride. “I'm going to put a pillow under my ass too.”
“Elle, I can't wait. I think I'm sticky,” Janet said, only partially joking.
“Me too," Kelly's voice had become sultry and low. “I'll leave Skype open. Let's start at midnight, OK?”
“Midnight. I can't wait," Janet replied. “See you then."
Just like that, Janet was gone. Kelly knew she would be fucking herself rapidly, but only with her fingers. She'd never try out the “black snake” without her. She waited for the sound of her father going to bed.
**********
Midnight came, but no sign her father was asleep in his room.
Janet was on Skype, waiting anxiously.
Kelly slipped out of her room. She had tossed a T-shirt over her body. She wore only a pair of white boyshorts underneath. She popped her head into her parents room. No one.
She could now hear music emanating from the living room. On tip toes, she made her way down the stairs.
At the bottom, she turned her head to get a view of the living room. On the couch she saw her father. He was fast asleep, two empty bottles of wine on the coffee table. Only one glass.
Kelly giggled silently and returned to her room.
After telling Janet about her father, she removed all her clothes.
She looked in the mirror. She had never trimmed her cunt hair, nor had Janet. Both the girls only had a small amount and it naturally shaped itself into a small “V” shape. It looked natural and very sexy.
Kelly retrieved “daddy” from under her bed, and with the bottle of Vaseline beside her, slid onto the silk sheet. The feel of this silken, satin material aroused her. She promised herself she was going to buy a set for herself. She placed a black pillow under her ass, her head propped up by the two pillows under it. She spread her legs and drew her feet to her ass, as she put in her ear piece.
She was ready.
“Testing, testing," she giggled to Janet.
“Loud and clear, Elle," Janet let her know.
Kelly rubbed only a small amount of the liquid lubricant over “daddy". She remembered how much of her own “lube” she made. Grasping “daddy” by the back of the balls she placed it against her small, pink cunt lips. She started to tease herself.
She pushed her father's doppelganger inside her, but onto its head. She pulled it out, then in again. Her eyes were closed, facing up toward the ceiling.
She began to moan softly. Kelly started putting more and more of “daddy” inside here, then out. She had developed a slow fucking rhythm.
She felt herself getting wet.
The thick, long rubber baton that was her “daddy” entered and exited her, smoothly now. She felt moist. Over her hand, along her inner thighs and down to her anus.
Kelly's breathing became labored, her moans louder and more frequent. Faster and faster she rammed the club inside her, pushing her vaginal walls open with each thrust.
She knew she was about to cum.
Bracing herself, she increased the spread at which she fucked herself. The massive, rubber member, a blur of motion. She came hard and without any control.
She felt her cunt convulsing, pushing more and more of her sweet honey dew out of her and onto everything around her. Her hand was dripping wet. Her thighs slick with girl cum. Her anus covered, dripping what was left-over into a pool on her satin sheets.
Kelly's long, low grunt was continuous. She didn't realize how loud she actually was. Over and over again her body convulsed, with “daddy” deep inside her.
She squirted toward the computer screen at her feet, her cum was everywhere. Her hand slipped from the humongous rubber joint deep inside her. It stayed there as she placed both her hands, palm down, on either side of the bed. Her hips were moving in a slow fucking motion, her “daddy” deep.
With a final, deep grunt, she came back to consciousness. Her legs dropped flat on her bed, tightening her cunt's grip on the long, wide rubber manhood that was buried inside her to the balls.
Kelly was able to open her eyes now. Her hand went between her legs and slowly removed the rubber babies-arm from inside her.
It was then that she noticed something was not as it had been. Something was different. She heard rough breathing to her left and quickly look over.
It was daddy, the real daddy. He wore only a pair of PJ bottoms. Kelly could see his member hard, pushing against the cloth. She didn't scream.
“Daddy," she asked indignantly. “What are you doing?”
“I heard you, angel," he explained. “When I poked my head in your room, I saw you. I couldn't stop looking.”
Kelly heard a voice in her ear. It was Janet. Enveloped in her bodies sensations, she had completely forgotten that her Skype was open, her webcam on and Janet watching her every motion. Janet spoke, but a single sentence before going silent.
“I heard your dad. Let him fuck you. I want to watch," then, nothing.
Kelly hadn't moved since she had discovered daddy in the room. She still lay naked on the bed, legs open and dripping wet. Her father moved toward her.
He bent over and, cupping her face, placed his lips on hers, with his tongue in her mouth. Kelly responded, but didn't move her arms to embrace him. She liked the feeling of lying naked in bed in front of her father.
Her father slipped a finger inside her. She moaned “daddy," between kisses.
He moved his head down her body, kissing every part of it until he had his head between her open legs. She still had the pillow under her ass. This just made it all the more easy for her father.
With one of her ass cheeks in each hand, her father's tongue began to lash her clit. With every lash Kelly's body stiffened. Her moans now corresponded to her father's tongue. They had turned to “daddy, oh, daddy." Their moans grew in unison.
He licked her sweet, tiny pink cunt lips, up and down slowly. She gasped from the sensation, urging her father on with “eat me, daddy. Lick your little girl's cunt,"
In her mind a single thought repeated over and over. “My daddy's going to fuck me," she had never been this aroused.
Her father's tongue had moved from her cunt to her anus. He licked and probed her tiny hole, causing her to let out sharp “Oh, daddy's”.
Her father looked up her body. Her nipples were so hard they looked like they would tear.
Kelly's father continued to lick both her cunt and her tiny anus erratically. One of his fingers explored both openings. He felt a warm wave of sweet, sticky fluid wash over his face. It was Kelly's cum, her honey dew. He drank up every drop he could catch.
Kelly was moaning incessantly. Just the thought of daddy eating her, aroused her. Her father rose from his position and Kelly looked up at him, eyes wet, cunt dripping.
He walked to the head of the bed.
Gently, he took his daughter up by the shoulders, sitting her upright and swinging her legs over the side of the bed. She wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders then hugged him tightly before laying backwards onto her back.
His mammoth flesh club stood erect in Kell
y's face. He pulled her long, silken hair to her back and made a knot of it. Leaving one hand there, he slowly pushed his daughter's lips toward his swollen cock.
Kelly braced herself by placing her hands on her father's thighs. Her eyes turned up, she looked into her father's as he looked back. She slowly opened her mouth and allowed the head of daddy's cock into her mouth. He moaned sharply, then closed his eyes.
His daughter went to work.
With her hand, slick and covered with her juices, she started slowly stroking her father's large cock from balls to tip, while taking his cock's head into her mouth. Her tongue swirled over it as she put it in and out of her mouth, all the while stroking his shaft.
His hands had dropped to her shoulder. He moaned repeatedly. Kelly moved her hand down her father's shaft, leaving it just above his balls. Her head bobbed as she took more of her father's enormity into her mouth. She pushed her head down his thick, slick shaft until it made contact with her throat, then she withdrew.
She was sucking her father's cock well, with a rhythmic motion.
Her father's hands jumped from her shoulders to the back of her head.
It felt like a death grip.
He pushed her head in further until the wide, mushroom head of his cock was in her throat. Kelly gagged and gasped for air. Her father allowed her to pull her head back, but his cock still remained in her mouth.
“Open your throat and relax, honey," her father instructed her. She did what she could.
With another push, Kelly's head traveled further down her father's wide member. She felt its head enter her throat once more and opened it as wide as she was able. She felt daddy's balls pound her chin. She was breathing through her nose now, but still struggled to take this monstrous flesh club all the way down her throat.
Kelly gagged and choked, causing saliva to pour from around her father's cock and cover his balls, then drip the floor. Her father's moans became spaced closer together as he face fucked her. She did all she could to take his entire head and shaft into her mouth, and down her throat. She felt the skin of her father's cock, stretched hard over his pulsing member, pass over her lips again and again.
Her throat was full of her father's cock flesh when she heard his moans stop and the grip on her head tighten. Her father's cum filled every area of her mouth, and forced itself down her throat. She gagged uncontrollably as the sweet, salty viscous fluid continued to pour into her mouth, pulse after pulse.
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