“Close your eyes.”
I did.
“Open your mouth.”
I hesitated, but did. Her finger entered, coated in a slight salty flavor. Some might have been sweat, but I knew not all of it was. I hollowed my cheeks, sucking her finger clean as she pulled it out. Something slick coated my tongue.
“That’s your daddy.” She giggled and threw herself to the bed next to me. I opened my eyes and saw her on her stomach. Across her back were the streaks of cum Dad had put there.
I sat up, and scooped up a little with my finger. Putting it to my mouth, I sucked it clean. I felt so dirty, but it was the closest I’d ever been to realizing my dream. Fuck it! I got on all fours and lowered my face to her back. Laving across it, I lapped up every last vestige of my step-father’s seed from her smooth skin. She let out a soft moan.
When I finished, she rolled over and looked up at me. “You kinky girl!”
I blushed, but savored the taste nonetheless, licking my lips. When she saw that, Faye just laughed.
“Ok, time for the next stage. I call it, ‘Katie gets fucked.’”
The next three days, Faye repeated her carnal trysts with Dad. She made sure to save me some of his cum each time, daring me to lick it off. The third day, it coated the outside of her bare pussy. Spreading her legs, she looked at me with a raised eyebrow, the dare obvious. I hesitated only a moment before diving in. I might even have stayed a bit longer than strictly necessary. But while spying on them and our little post-coital games were exciting, I was starting to wonder if I’d ever actually get my turn.
So when I sat back up, my face still coated in her wetness, I asked her.
“Funny you should ask, since I have news.” At first she wouldn’t say, though the glint in her eye told me it was good. After I landed a few solid swats on her ass, however, she relented and told me. “He’s gone for it.”
“Seriously?”
“I had him hooked on the threesome yesterday, but it took another day to get him to agree to the blindfold.” She grinned. “So, you busy tomorrow?”
“I am now!” Shivers of anticipation raced through me, my heart already pumping with adrenaline. It was going to happen! It was really going to fucking happen!
“We’ll pretend that we’re going out with friends tomorrow. I told him we’d go out, but that I’d pretend to not feel well and go home. Instead I’ll come back here.”
“He can’t be thrilled about all the secrecy stuff. He’s usually so straight up.”
“To be honest, he’s not. He wants to find a way to bring it out into the open, but isn’t sure how.” She giggled.
“I suppose we’ll have to help him out, then,” I said, laughing along.
Opening my front door quietly, I let Faye lead the way. I was to stay out of sight until she said the coast was clear. It was key that Daddy didn’t spot me before it was time. Keeping as quiet as I could, I waited and listened while she went inside to find him, a black silk scarf in her hand.
Not many minutes had passed when she returned, a big smile on her face. She’d somehow lost her clothes along the way, except her pink socks. Gesturing for me to follow, she turned right back towards the living room. I hurried after, unbuttoning my blouse on the way.
I wasn’t prepared for the sight that met me. On a chair in the middle of the living room sat my Daddy, buck naked, and with a huge erection that was sticking straight up. Over his eyes was the scarf, looped a couple of times and tied off so he couldn’t see a thing. I couldn’t stop a gasp, and jumped when he turned his head towards the sound.
“I’m back, and I’ve brought company.” Faye ran her fingers over his broad shoulders while walking around him. “And when she saw that huge cock of yours, she couldn’t help it. Isn’t it nice to have such an effect on girls, huh?”
His member twitched, and a small pearl of precum formed on the tip.
“She’s just going to get naked too, and then the fun begins.”
“Are you sure she wants to? I mean, I won’t, er… force anyone.”
“If she didn’t, she wouldn’t be here.” She reached down and ran a light touch up and down his shaft. “Getting ready to put this monster into her little girl mouth.” Whispering that last, she winked at me and made a hand gesture, telling me to get on with it.
I’d never undressed so quickly in my life. My clothes were left as a trail behind me, leading straight to the deliciously naked man sitting in front of me. It wouldn’t be my first blowjob, but I couldn’t claim great experience either. It was mostly a way to keep dates from getting too pushy about not getting into my panties. This was the first time I really, really wanted to.
Getting on my knees, I moved in between his legs. Every contact my skin made with his was electric, sending a shiver through me as when someone tickles just the right spot in the small of my back. I loved the intake of his breath when I put my hands on his strong thighs and stroked, back and forth, feeling the tense muscles underneath, the tickle of his leg hair across my palms, the warmth of his skin.
I put a chaste kiss on the inside of one thigh, so close my nose almost touched his balls. He jumped. I could get to love this blindfold thing. More kisses, up and down his thighs and on his hips, always so close, but never quite touching the main event, drove him crazy. He was shifting in the chair like he was trying to find me with his dick.
“God, enough with the teasing already! If I wasn’t blindfolded, I’d throw you over the couch and show you what we do with teases around these parts.”
Now that thought was appealing, but it’d have to wait. Figuring I’d tormented him enough, I put a kiss on the tip of his crown, tasting the precum. He let out a sigh like he’d been holding it in for a long time. Next I swirled my tongue around the head and down the shaft, wetting it. Finally, I returned to the top and pressed down, forcing my lips open around his pulsing cock. He groaned.
I bobbed up and down on the tip, loving the velvety texture in my mouth. My tongue worked overtime, savoring his flavor. Little moans escaped him and he began to thrust. Putting his hands on my head, he ran his fingers through my hair, playing with my curls and urging me on.
“So, wasn’t I supposed to please two of you lovely girls?”
“Just hang on, big boy.” Faye was on the couch to my left, legs spread wide and her fingers buried deep in her pussy. “Let K… my friend get warmed up first.”
“She feels plenty warm to me.” He added in a loud, conspiratorial whisper, as if I wouldn’t hear, “Think she’ll be willing to fuck me?”
I would have giggled if my mouth wasn’t full. Faye, who was under no such restriction let out a little laugh. “I think she might.”
God, was she right.
This was the big moment. Losing my virginity to Daddy. My heart was beating like a drum, and I was quivering with adrenaline. Pulling off with a pop, I stood up. Putting my hands on his broad, muscular shoulders, I straddled him and lined myself up with his glistening cock. It looked huge below me, and felt huge when I put my fingers around it to guide it. How is this thing ever going to fit?
Lowering myself, I nudged the tip just inside my soaking slit. The slight touch was enough to send tingles through me. Descending a bit further, I impaled myself slowly. So big, so thick. Even with my juices flowing freely, it was a tight fit. I began to fuck, very shallow strokes to start, but each time pushing just a bit further, my eyes tightly clenched. His moans were loud in my ears.
I was amazed when I suddenly felt my ass settle on his hips. It felt like he was all the way up in my stomach, but I’d taken the whole thing. A virgin no more. I tried to move, just a little, sliding up and down his shaft with slow, careful strokes. God, that was good. I sped up gradually, savoring the feelings of him sliding out and filling me. My world was only Daddy and me, and his cock.
“That’s so tight. Is this your first time?” He sounded incredulous.
“Mhm.”
“Wow.”
I wanted to tell him ho
w much I loved it, how wonderful he felt in me, but I didn’t dare. Not yet. What if he rejected me? I’d die, I was sure of it. So I stayed silent, biting my lip.
His hands wrapped around my waist and he began to lift and lower me, helping. I was bouncing on him, my ass cheeks making little slapping sounds as I came down in his lap. His cock was touching wonderful places inside me, and I could feel the tingling starting deep in my core, the sensations racing out to my nerve endings. Wrapping my arms around him, I buried my face in his neck. Each stroke elicited a whisper. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” I was shaking, my muscles tightening up. And I dropped the bomb.
“Oh, Daddy!”
His fingers went tight around me and he stopped moving mid-thrust. Nooo! You idiot. He’s going to stop. He won’t do it! My mind raced, panicked.
“Please. Please, Daddy. Don’t stop.” I tried to move, but his grip was too tight. “Please?”
Seconds like eons passed. His jaw shifted and I could almost hear the gears turning in his head. He hadn’t just thrown me off, at least.
My face was still at his neck, and I put soft kisses on it, wanting acknowledgement. A reaction, any reaction, at this point. He quivered in me, and my first sign that it might work out was that his erection hadn’t gone down a bit. If anything, it was even larger than before. I squeezed around him.
His grip on me loosened and caught me by surprise. Unprepared, I slid right down his shaft, fully impaling myself. I moaned into his neck, suddenly full of cock again. I still didn’t know what he thought, but I couldn’t help myself and began to fuck again, pumping my hips at him.
I sat up to look at his face. His jaw was set, but it could have meant anything. He had yet to say anything. Letting go of me with one hand, he brought it to the blindfold and pulled it off.
Oh fuck.
His dark eyes, eyes you could get lost in, stared hard at me under furrowed brows. I wanted to look away, but I needed to meet his gaze. I couldn’t back down. Not now.
“Katie.”
I felt like I was thirteen again, just caught sneaking out of the house. That tone, his slightly rumbly voice. I felt his hand back at my hip, and I prayed it wasn’t to lift me off.
“Katie, I…”
I waited, letting him find his words.
“We shouldn’t… it’s not…”
“It’s right to me. I’ve wanted this for so long.” I drew a breath. “Please, Daddy. Please don’t stop.”
His muscles tightened, his hands lifted. No! Only the tip was left inside me when he pushed me down again, pressing the air out of my lungs. On the next stroke, I helped, and then let myself down as he let go. Before long we were back to a steady rhythm and my tingles were starting all over.
He sighed in resignation. “I never could deny you anything in the end, baby girl.”
Running my fingers through his short hair, I pulled him to me and our lips mashed together. I started the kiss, but he seemed determined to finish it, bringing one hand up behind my head to keep me in place as he plundered my mouth. Our tongues dueled as I rode him, my nerves quivering and sparks of pleasure racing up and down my skin.
With a sudden clench, I went taut and screamed soundlessly into his mouth as I came, shaking and arching my back, pressing my sensitive breasts into his chest. I had to pull back to breathe, sucking air in short gasps. He held me through my orgasm, never stopping the motion, prolonging it as long as possible.
I was just coming back down when his grip on my waist tightened. He was fucking up into me and his breath was getting shorter. He was getting close, and about to cream my insides. A shudder ran through me.
“Wait… shit, baby girl, are you…”
“No, and I don’t care. Come in me. I want to feel it.”
“But what if…”
“Don’t care. Fuck me, Daddy. Shoot your cum in me. Just don’t stop.”
It put him over the edge. He swelled and pushed himself in to the hilt, filling me so deep it hurt a little. Cum splashed into me, wet and hot, each pulse accentuated by a grunt. If I hadn’t just come, it would have set me off. It almost did anyway, but everything was just a bit too sensitive. No one gets knocked up on their first time anyway, right?
I kept riding him, pumping with gentle strokes until he stopped me.
“Enough. Too sensitive. You’re gonna kill me.” He gave me a look. “And you shouldn’t do that if you want this to happen again.”
The promise in those words sent a shiver down my spine. Again.
Sharp breaths and little mewls reminded us that we weren’t alone. Faye was still on the couch, her legs spread wide and her fingers banging in and out of her pussy. We watched in amazement as she came, breasts pushed out as her back arched, groans coming from deep in her throat. Dad had been softening in me after our tryst, but suddenly he was stiffening again.
With a final moan, Faye relaxed into the couch and lay there with her eyes closed.
“Wow. I guess we kinda forgot about the threesome part.” He sounded a bit embarrassed.
Opening one eye to peer at him, she was still breathing hard. “It’s OK. It was mostly a ploy to get your dick into Katie anyway.”
He twitched in me. “Oh.” He sounded a little disappointed.
She laughed. “Don’t worry, you’ll get your threesome if Katie’ll allow it. But right now I think she’s looking for a little quality time.”
Another twitch. He looked at me and we smiled at each other. His cock, which had been softening in me, made an about face and began to stiffen again. With small, careful movements I began to ride him, feeling his cum trickle out of me as he displaced it.
“Yeah, I think you’re right.” He was looking right at me as my riding intensified.
“You kids have fun. I’ll see myself out. And Katie, don’t forget that you owe me. My turn next.” She yelled the last over her shoulder before walking out of the room. Soon after we heard the front door slam as she left.
“Wait, you mean…” Dad was just getting it.
“Mhm. I’m not the only one with a crush on my daddy.”
“Man, you girls…”
“Shut up and fuck me.”
And he did. Twice even, before we finally went to bed. My bed, since he seemed to love fucking me in my room. I’d created a monster. A beautiful, horny, big-dicked monster I called Daddy.
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About Q. R. Braddock
Ten months of winter and two months of bad skiing is how the climate typically is described where Q. R. lives. While it doesn’t make for much tanning and lazing about in the sun, it does provide ample opportunity to huddle up inside under a warm blanket to write naughty stories. Even up here, where sex is as much to generate heat in the winter as it is for pleasure, there’s still room for any number of kinks and situations, and Q. R. intends to explore as many as possible in written form.
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