by Sansa Gold
I had lost all control of it as well, I just let it all happen. Closing my eyes, I listened to the slaps on my ass and the clacking of his balls against me.
"I'm cumming. I'm cumming." I could hear out the left side of my ear, the other seemed to have gotten lost in the heat.
The slaps had stopped, Adam squeezed my ass, as I felt his hot liquid enter me. His thrusts had lost it power, but with each one more of his cum went into my pussy. When he was done, he laid down on my back. I felt his lips across it, but I couldn't react to them. The euphoria had not past, when finished together.
As I regained control of my body, the stings on my ass began. But, I didn't mind them they would just be reminders of our first night together.
He pulled himself out of me and laid down in his chair. I turned around, I felt his cum drip down the side of my leg, and stared at him.
"I love you, Adam. I always have. But, what if I get pregnant?"
He hesitated for a few seconds, before he got up and laid a kiss to my lips. His thumb whisked on the side of my face, his leaf green eyes staring into mine, "I love you too, Jenna. If you get pregnant I'll take care of you."
I wrapped my arms around him, feeling the frantic breathing of his body. This was something I would never forget.
He lowered his head into my shoulder, giving it a slight kiss.
"How about a second round?" He whispered into my ear.
I giggled out, rushing toward the shower. I felt his hand slap my ass as I scurried along, imagining his thick cock within me once more.
Book 36: Conquering the Man of the House
Chapter1: Confronting Him
"Yes, right there. That's the spot, Jessi." He guided his hands toward my face, brushing away the hairs that covered my eyes. His hands were so delicate against my face, those hands that never touched me this way before.
I had so little experience with this. I barely knew how to handle the cock that in front of me. My tongue whirled around the top of his head, seeking for the sweet nectar that came from within. I couldn't believe that this was happening. I had always fantasied for this so long but never thought it could possibly happen. I was finally get the man that I wanted, the one who had treated me so nicely all this time, especially when others were so cruel to me.
Once satisfied with the wetness of his head, I slowly slipped him inside my mouth. The groans that emitted from his mouth traveled down his body, egging me on. Swallowing a cock for the first time was not as bad as I thought. I could feel as it reached the back of my throat, his sweet nectar dribbling down my throat. The head of his meat touching the back of throat softly at first, then quickly thrusting deeper within. My pussy was completely soaked, I didn't know how much more of this I could with stand.
"JESSI!!! Wake up girl. You're going to be late for your going to be late for work." Frank, my father, came barging through the room, throwing the sheets off my bare naked body. "Oh, god dam it Jessi. Your naked!"
Once my eyes adjusted to the sudden burst of light I looked at him, his eyes still staring at my ever naked body. I didn't even bother hiding myself, in fact I wanted him to see me like this. I had wanted my dad to see me like this for a long time. I had tried everything to lure him toward me, but he just wasn't budging. I was slowly beginning to give up my conquest, there was only so much failure a girl could take. What was it about me that repulsed him so much? Why couldn't I land him?
"Sorry, Daddy. I hung out late with some friends last night."
"Jessi, please put up a sign or something when you sleep naked. I can't be seeing you like this every time I try to wake you up." His turned around and walked away, his face already completely beet red. I wonder what would happen if he did in fact see me like this everyday? Maybe I could finally get what I wanted.
I was just about to be an incoming freshman to one of the most prestigious colleges in the state, which I would have never done without his help. All my girlfriends constantly told me that they were jealous of my body. The years of volleyball had conditioned me into the best possible shape. I was an average sized girl with B cup breasts and abnormally toned ass. Guys constantly hit on me, although I always turned them down, I had someone else in mind for my first time.
No matter what I did daddy would never see me like that. Well, he wasn't my real dad really. Frank fell for my mom when I was 12 years old, unfortunately for him she passed away. This left him responsible for a young girl, going through her teenage years, that wasn't really his. But, Frank was honestly the best I could ever as for. He was attentive and nurturing to my ever need. He was always there for me, especially when we both lost someone we loved. Slowly, over the years, the relationship became more than just father and daughter.
Over the years I had accidentally walked in on him undressed. I, unfortunately, never got a peek at massive his cock, as I grew older. For a man in his forties Frank was always in tip top shape, I think he was hoping that he could find someone else beside my mother. There had been plenty of women, but I quickly disposed of them. I would do anything to make sure that daddy is all mine. We were meant for each other, I just had to show him first.
My fingers moved down between my legs, the heat radiating to my fingertips. I had been having the same dream every night for the past few weeks. I would finally get Frank to see me as a young beautiful woman, not just as his daughter. I would finally be able to get him naked, his cock always ready for me. But, before anything of real substance happened I would be awakened by something. This happened every time, no matter what I did. My fingers began to circle around my clit, coercing it into a deeper fury. I could feel the tingles move up my body, as I imagined daddy's cock ramming into this room. I hope he got a good look at this tight cunt and tone ass.
I jumped out of bed trying to find something sexy that could push my cause further. I opted for my revealing latex volleyball short, that nicely hugged my ass, and a tight college shirt I had found at the campus bookstore.
Daddy was in his own little world when I walked into the kitchen. I stood at the corner of the door frame, taking it all in. He leaned against the counter his 6'4" frame dwarfing my body. His piercing blue eyes, staring at some untold object, as a smile began to creep on his face.
"What are you smiling about?" I cheerfully inquired as I moved toward the cabinet, grabbing a bowl for my cereal.
He shook his head, "Oh.. U- Um... Nothing in particular."
"I don't know it looked like it must have something very particular." I winked at him, trying to pry him open.
"It's nothing. Really." His eyes rolled down my body, locking onto my ass, then shooting back up at my face, "Umm- ok I need to get back to fixing the basement."
I rushed to his side wanting to be there for him, as he was for me.
"What's the matter Daddy? You can tell me. I'm your princess after all." I fluttered my eyes in front of him, hoping that he would feel at ease to confess.
"I don't think I should be telling you this princess. Sometimes men just have impure thoughts that they can't share with the ones they love."
"What kind of impure thoughts daddy? Come on, you can tell me anything. You won't scare me away."
He stared into my eyes, his hand moving through his hair as he contemplated his decision. His eyes, once again, began to trace the outline of my body. I felt the heat within me rise knowing that daddy was checking me out.
"Come on Daddy!! Tell meeeeee!!" I squealed in my girly voice, assuming it would push him over the edge.
"Its not something a daddy should share with his little girl. Its something that isn't natural at all." He began to turn away, heading for the basement.
I wrapped my arms around him, hugging him from behind. I pushed my petite body against him, feeling my hard nipples riding into his lower back. My hands gripping the front of his solid chest, slowly moving down toward his belt. I could feel his chest tightening, as if he had forgotten how to breathe.
I let my fingers fasten around the loops of his jeans, letti
ng him know how close I was to his cock. Once satisfied I let my hands free fall against his pants, gently grazing against the thickness of his cock. It was with that touch that his chest became undone, he began to breathe again. Only this time it was more feverish, his body too began to rise in heat. His chest heaving, as if he had just ended a strenuous workout. I moved my hands back up, locking around his navel. I wouldn't be going anywhere until I got the answer I deserved.
"Is everything OK, Daddy?" I hoped for the words that would beckon me onward. Silence filled the room, only our breathing of our bodies could be heard. The suspense was killing me, knowing that in a moment our relationship could either prosper or crash and burn.
His hands took hold of my wrists, breaking my bod with him. He turned around, his face completely red, his eyes searching mine, hoping to find an answer. I wanted my eyes to scream to him to take me, to push me against the counter top and fuck me right there. I wanted my Daddy to take his little girl.
"This is right, Jessi. Your mother would never approve of this." With that he gave me a quick peck on the cheek and fled down the stairs. Each step resonating with the beats of my heart as it began to drop. How should I take this? Was this a defeat or a triumph? I quickly began to replay the even in my head, it all lead to one word. Triumph.Young Body
I hoped that he was picturing my naked body, cause that would make me so excited. I put my bowl in the sink, now that I had something to eat it was time to go through with my plan. I had been thinking about how to make myself abundantly clear to my father, only one plan popped into my head. Be straight forward. This would probably be the only way to find out if he felt the same about me. At this rate there was very little that I could lose, plus it was driving me crazy not telling him how I felt.
I rummaged through the closet, looking for the lingerie I had picked out the previous week. There would be no way that he could resist me in this, I had gotten the help of some of my girlfriends picking it out. They went crazy when they found out that I finally found someone, to lose my virginity too. Unfortunately ,for me, they wouldn't help me out until I told them who it was. I didn't tell them it was my father. I ended up giving them some basic information to satisfy their imagination, then they helped me pick out this bombshell of a costume.
I quickly dressed myself, playing the scenario in my head. I hoped that it all went well, I didn't want to spend the next four years of college not talking to my daddy. I don't think I could handle that. I quickly threw those thoughts out of my head, today would be the start of our new relationship. One where he saw me as the woman I had become, the one who could satisfy his every need.
I worked my way down the stairs, I could hear the sound of a hammer hitting against the wall. It made me hopeful that Daddy would pound me like a hammer soon enough.
At the back of the basement, Daddy hammered away. His shirt was completely removed, sweat slowly dripping down his body. It shined in the light of the bulbs, brining out his features even more. His muscular arms moving with every drop of the hammer on the wall, reflecting the strain he was putting himself through. The tool belt rested around his hips, making me smile as this was something new that would be added to my fantasies.
I slowly crept up behind him, resting my head on his shoulder blades. His body instantly tensed up, he didn't say anything. He put the hammer back on his tool belt, his arms rested on his side. I let my warm breathe roll down the side of his neck, gingerly pressing my body against his back.
"Your working so hard, Daddy. Why don't you take a break?"
He stood there, still saying nothing. Was he waiting for me to make the final move? The one to show him my true love for him. To show him how much I appreciated him being there for his little girl. I brought my head closer to his ear, I wanted to make sure he heard the next words I would say to him.
"Can you pound me like you do that hammer?"
He turned his head, our eyes meeting. It was then that he moved his head toward mine, our lips meeting for the first time. It was better than my dreams had ever been. His sweet rough lips pressing against mine. I could taste the salt of his sweat, as it dribbled down his forehead onto our lips. He tasted so amazing, it was everything that I could have hoped for.
Hie quickly pulled back, horror striking his eyes. "What have I done?"
He moved further into the basement, putting as much distance as he could between us. I stood there in my tight lingerie, not sure how to react.
"What's the matter, Daddy?"
"This." He pointed at me and then back to himself. "This is wrong, Jessi. Its not meant to be like this. Father and daughter aren't suppose to kiss each other."
"But, I want you Daddy. I've wanted you for the longest time. You have been there for me in a way no other man could be. You have been caring and nurturing. You are the man that I need in my life."
"Jessi, your my daughter. Can't you see how wrong this is?"
I moved across the room, I needed to make him see that his was right. That he needed to give this a try. I needed to change his mind quickly, I won't be getting this chance again. I pushed myself against him, sending us flying into the wall.
I let my feelings for him take over, I had so little experience in this field, it was all I could do. I locked my lips with his, sending my tongue into his mouth. His eyes opened wide, as if in protest of it, but I forced my tongue onto his. Our saliva and tongues mixing together in the heat of our mouths.
I pulled back, looking into his eyes, "Can't you feel how right this is? You need to stop looking at me as a little girl. Daddy, I am a full grown woman now. I can make my own decisions. And my decision is YOU." Again I dove myself on him, locking my arms around his back.
I pressed myself against him as hard as I could, hoping that he could feel how serious I was about this. My head fell deep into his chest, I could feel his beating heart. Thump Thump Thump. It moved at a frantic pace, mimicking my ever beating heart. I could also feel the outline of his cock, as it pressed against my inner thigh. I had won over his body, his mind was what I needed now.
Chapter 2 Latched On
I had thrown myself to him, I needed him to show me that he cared about me. That he wanted me as much as I wanted him. I don't think I could take the any rejection from my father, the man who had being so caring of me.
It was then that I felt his arms latch across my body, pulling me even closer. "Are you sure this is what you want Princess?"
"More than anything, Daddy." I raised my head, his lips came down kissing me on the forehead.
"Ok, Sweetie." His lips kissed down my head, until they met at my lips. I thought the kisses couldn't get any better. Boy, was I wrong. With his new found acceptance of us the kisses became more passionate and deeper. His hands gripped my neck, holding me in place, as he shoved his tongue down my throat. He explored every inch of my mouth, quickly switching between kisses and small tugs on my lips.
My hands skimmed down and grabbed onto his tool belt. I tugged at its leather until the loops came undone. The crashed down to the ground, its sound startling me.
"Have you ever been with another boy, Jessi?"
"No, Daddy. You are my first. Will you teach me?"
"Yes, I can teach you my princess. Do you want to suck Daddy's cock?"
I bit my lip as scenarios rapidly fluttered through my head, my head nodding.
"Ok, I can guide you through this." He placed his hand on top of my head and pushed my body downward, until my head was at level with his cock.
"I need you to unbutton my pants and pull him out."
I stared at his light blue jeans, the seam a bit darker probably due to the sweat. I was so eager to please Daddy, I didn't want to mess this up. Especially not tonight, after I worked so hard to get here.
My hand moved across the boundaries of his skin and denim, feeling his hard body against the tip of my fingers. I reached the steel button of his jeans, it had been warmed by his body heat, I fiddled with it until it came undone. I looked up at
Daddy, his face urging me on.
I pulled them down until they rested on his ankles, the outline of his cock ever more present. At the tip of his cock a dark patch had amassed, I brushed my fingers against it and was met with stickiness.
"Don't be scared, thats just the pre-cum. It just means I'm excited for you."
Hearing those words sent rumble down my spin, until it reached between my thighs."Don't worry, Daddy. I am just as wet!" I squealed as I scraped my fingers against his skin until the seam of his briefs caught on. I slowly moved them down his thighs, gradually showing bit by bit of his cock. It was much larger than I could have possibly imagined. How was that going to fit in my tight little pussy? When the briefs passed the helm of his cock it surprised me when it bounced up, releasing all of the momentum that held it back.
Daddy laughed, "Its OK, Jessi. Now I want you to stick out your tongue and move it on the around on the tip." I did I was commanded, his back fell against the wall as my tongue circled his cock. A salty taste welcomed me, it astonished me how much I loved the taste of my daddy. "Whenever your ready, just slowly put me inside your mouth."
I crept forward taking his head into my mouth, wondering how I would manage to fit all of this in my mouth. "Move your tongue around as well." I circled his cock, feeling every veiny outline, inch by inch until I could go no further.
"Do you need my help?" I nodded my head slowly, not wanting to hurt him.
His hands gripped the back of my head, they began to lightly push. I moaned in response, which were muffled behind the thickness of his cock. He gripped my hair harder and pulled my head back, fresh air moved down my throat, just as he rammed me forward on his cock. My mouth gargled as his helm moved closer to the back of my throat. He repeated the cycle, with each thrust of my head, his helm inching closer to my throat. Tears began to form on the outside of my eyes, as he stuffed himself deeper down.