by Edward Adams
She gasped when I first kissed her knee, and her legs opened even further. I licked a path from her knee, up the inside of her thigh, almost to her pussy, and then repeated the action on her other leg. Then I licked and kissed along her tan line, from just above where her beautiful curls started, over to her hip bone where the pale skin dwindled to almost nothing, and then down the valley between her thigh and her pussy lip.
“Oh, God, Dad!” she whispered.
I did the same thing on the other side, and then pulled back to look at her. She was holding her head up off the pillow and biting her lower lip. Her luscious breasts were rising and falling on her chest with her breathing. As her eyes met mine, she shuddered. I looked down to see a droplet of her moisture ooze slowly from her opening, and start to move toward her little pink star. Quickly, I bent down to lick it up. Nectar from the gods.
“That feels so good,” she murmured.
Slowly, I licked her outer labia, teasing her, making her want more. At the bottom of every stroke, I could taste her juice, and at the top, her little clit had abandoned the shelter of its hood. Her breathing was turning into a series of small, sensuous moans.
It was time to get serious about this. With my fingertips, I gently pulled her puffy outer lips apart to allow me to taste her center. Starting just ahead of her pretty little pucker, my tongue traveled the length of her slit, veering slightly off-center at the top, to lick around her clit. Every time I did it, I moved my tongue a little deeper, a little faster. She was moving with me now, her hips undulating in time with my mouth's work. When she got louder and more forceful with her movements, I grabbed her clit between my lips and pushed a finger partway inside her until I felt her barrier, and then stroked her little hole as I flicked my tongue rapidly over her pleasure nub.
There was a sharp intake of breath, and then she wailed, “Daddyyyyy!” just before going rigid. Her tight pussy clamped down on my finger as her juices seeped out around it. She began bucking wildly, throwing her head back and forth on my pillow. I had made my little girl cum again.
The part of me that saw Jamie as a beautiful sexual woman wanted to stay between her legs to lick her again and again, just so I could make her cum some more. The part of me that loved my c***d as the most precious life in the world urged me to hold her, to comfort her, to kiss her, and to celebrate with her the pleasure her young body had just experienced. I moved back up in the bed and held my trembling daughter close. She rested her head on my chest, waiting for her breathing to calm.
After a few minutes, she moved back so she could look at me.
“That was the most awesome thing ever. I mean, I thought it was good when you played with my pussy before, but this! Is it always that great, or are you just really good at it?” she giggled.
For the first time since she had walked in the door the night before and asked me the question that, somehow, led us here, I felt proud of myself.
“I've done this before, honey. I really like giving oral sex, especially to a beautiful girl like you. I've never had any complaints.”
“Well, you're not gonna hear any from me either! You can do that to me again any time you like!”
It damn near killed me to say it. “Jamie, I told you this was a once and done thing. We can't do this any more.”
“Nooooo!” Jamie whined. “I'm gonna want you to do that to me again. Pleeeease?”
“Jamie,...” I began. She interrupted me with a kiss.
“Is that what I taste like?” my daughter asked.
“Yes. I think it tastes good.”
“It's okay, I guess. What does a penis taste like?”
“I don't know, sweetie. I've never tasted one.”
“But you've kissed a girl after she's sucked it, haven't you?”
“Well, yes.”
“So, does it taste okay?”
“Um,.. I guess so.”
“Well, I'm going to find out. Teach me how to give you a blowjob, Dad.”
“Jamie, I can't. You're my daughter. You're my little girl.”
“Yes, and I just had an orgasm with your finger in my pussy and your tongue on my clit. You said you'd explain about oral sex, so explain to me how to make you cum in my mouth,” she said.
“Honey,....”
“Don't 'honey' me, Dad. I want it. Your penis tells me you want it. I'm going to do it to someone sooner or later, but I want you to be the first, 'cuz you'll tell me how to do it right.” She turned in the bed so her face was inches from my straining cock.
It wasn't that hard to beat my conscience into submission.
“Okay, baby. There's really no right way or wrong way to do this, as long as you're careful with your teeth. The skin on a penis is very sensitive. It's pretty easy to hurt it if your teeth sc**** across it.”
“All right.” She stroked my cock with her fingertips. “What should I do with it?” Jamie asked.
Damn. We were really going to do this.
“Hold it in your hand and point it toward your mouth. You can start by licking the head, or up and down the shaft. Then open your mouth and work it in. Lick while you do it if you can. Then move your mouth up and down and suck.”
“Okay. I hope I do this right.” Her small hand stroked me lightly. “Will you hold my hair back? I want you to be able to see what I'm doing so you can tell me how to make you feel good.”
The very first touch of her tongue to the head of my cock was answered by an ooze of pre-cum. She grinned at me and licked it off. It sounded like she said something about it tasting good, but it was hard to hear her over the pounding of my own pulse. She did it a few more times, flicking her tongue across the tip, then swirling it around. She paused to smile at me.
“Is that okay, Dad?”
It took me a second to even realize she had spoken. “It's wonderful,” I gasped.
She ran her tongue around the rim of my helmet, then down the underside of my shaft to the base. When she came back up, she pursed her lips into a kiss, allowing a fraction of an inch of the head between them as her tongue teased it, much as she had done to my own tongue an hour, or a lifetime, ago. Then she tilted my cock a little to the side, and ran her tongue up and down the length, doing her best to wrap it around my girth.
“Put it in your mouth now, honey,” I said.
“Okay.”
She opened wide, extended her tongue, and moved onto me. When she had taken a few inches, she closed her lips tight, trapping me against her tongue. Slowly, she eased back until I popped out from between her lips.
“Am I doing it right?”
“Oh, fuck, yes!” I gasped.
She took me in her mouth again, holding me by the base, so that my entire cock was sheathed in her tissues. This time, she bobbed up and down on me, using her hand as a guard to keep her from taking too much. Every time she pulled back, she would stop, resting the tip of my cock on her lower lip and licking as much of it as she could. After a dozen or so slow strokes, she came up for air. “Does that feel good, Dad?”
“Honey,” I panted, “that feels great.”
She giggled. “You have that cute look on your face again.”
“What do you mean?”
“I saw it in the living room earlier when I was stroking you. That look you got about a minute before you exploded all over the place,” she giggled.
“I'm getting there.”
“Good. I'm going to swallow it,” she said, lowering her lips to envelop me again.
This was going to be the third time I'd cum today, all because of my daughter. My daughter! The evil part of me wondered how many more times I'd wind up trying to cum today.
“Jamie?” I wheezed.
“Mmmmm?” she said, bobbing up and down on my shaft.
“I'm going to cum real soon.”
Her blue eyes sparkled at me with her smile. She had really learned how to use her tongue as she sucked me.
The first pulse of my semen surprised her, I think, but she managed to swallow it. There
was more. I could feel it rushing out of my cock and onto her quivering tongue, finally leaking out of the corners of her mouth. When I was done, she pulled back carefully and smiled, keeping her lips closed as her throat worked to swallow. My God.
“Wow! That was a lot!” she exclaimed.
She licked her lips, and then scooped up a drip from her chin. She held it on her finger and studied it, and then sucked it into her mouth. “I kinda like the taste,” she said.
My exhausted cock managed to expel one more drip. Jamie licked it off, and then used her fingers to clean and eat the few drops that had dribbled to her breasts.
“Okay, Jamie, honey, now you know about oral sex. Please, baby, you can't tell a soul about this,”
“I know, Dad. I promise. I would never do anything to break us apart.”
“Good. Now please put some clothes on.”
“Can I relax here for a while? I kinda want a Daddy cuddle like when I was little.”
Maybe we would be okay. She lay against me, her head on my shoulder and her arm across my chest, just like she used to do as a c***d on a lazy Sunday afternoon. The big difference was that we were naked now, traces of each other's cum on our chins.
I woke up a few hours later. Jamie hadn't moved much. Her head was still cradled against my shoulder, but her hand was now resting on my flaccid cock. I turned my head to look at her, and realized she was awake.
She said, “Are you hungry? It's the middle of the afternoon.”
“Yeah, I guess I am.”
“Let's get dressed and make something to eat. Then I'd like you to run an errand for me.”
“What's that?” I asked.
My daughter said, “I've heard about the 'morning-after pill'. Can you get me one? I have another question.”
chapter begins, the girl, a senior in high school, approached her father with some frank questions about sex.
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My daughter said, “I've heard about the 'morning-after pill'. Can you get me one? I have another question.”
“Jamie, no! I can't do that!” I said.
“Do you want to take a chance of getting me pregnant?” Jamie asked.
“Of course not,” I answered, “but honey, that's not the point....”
“Dad, look. I know this is all strange for you. It's strange for me. I've never done anything with a guy before. I've never let a guy put his fingers in my pussy, or suck on my breasts or my clit. I've never had a real orgasm, let alone with a guy, until today.”
“I feel so guilty about all that.”
“Why?” my daughter asked. She rolled her naked body partially on top of mine, resting her smooth thigh against my cock. “Why? I wanted it.”
“Yes, but still,....”
Jamie kissed me. “I know, Dad, I know. 'Fathers and daughters don't do this kind of thing.'”
“Exactly!”
“Well, we just did do that kind of thing, Dad. I'm naked in your bed with you. I've masturbated in front of you, you helped me reach my first real orgasm, I made you cum all over my hand and my boobs, you licked my pussy, and I gave you a blowjob and swallowed when you came in my mouth. What's the next logical step? I want to learn from you!”
“Jamie, I can't actually have sex with you. You'll never forgive me if I take your virginity. I've already damaged you for life.”
“Dad, listen to me. I WANT you to take my virginity. I want it, Dad. I want to become a woman. I want to feel a penis inside me. And I want it to be yours. Please? I love you!”
“I love you too, Jamie. Very much. You know that, baby, don't you? That's why I'm not sure I want to do this with you.”
Jamie ran her fingers down my body until she touched my cock, which was very hard, again. “I'm pretty sure you want to do this with me. Your penis is telling me that,” she said, kissing me again. “I want you, you want me, we love each other, and the pill will keep me from getting pregnant. Don't get condoms. Get the pill, so I can feel you shoot your stuff inside me.”
“If anyone finds out, I'm dead. We're dead. Our life together is over. I want to make sure you understand that.”
“Dad, it's okay. I know. There's a big risk in this for me, too. Who would want to be seen with the town slut?” she said, gently fondling my cock and balls.
The town slut – what a horrible name for one's own daughter! I would kill anyone who called her that, and castrate any boy who tried to make her into that! And yet,... and yet,... oh God! I wanted to fuck her!
Somehow, I forced myself to push her hand away from my manhood. I wasn't sure I could cum again soon anyway. It had been a long time since I had had any reason to wonder about my endurance. The tiny bit of morality left in me was glad. If I was worn out, I couldn't de-flower my own daughter and shoot my seed inside her young and probably fertile pussy. The much bigger part of me was afraid that if I let her play with me now, I wouldn't be able to fuck her and cum inside her later.
“Let's get dressed and make something to eat,” I said.
Jamie kissed me again, tenderly, almost romantically, and then got off the bed. “Come on, then,” she said. “Our clothes are downstairs.”
I watched her nubile, naked body move out of my room. I admit it. I was dumbstruck. In all the years of raising this c***d, I had always believed she was beautiful. Was I biased? Of course. Any parent who loves a c***d will always see that c***d as attractive. But everyone kept telling me how pretty she was, from the time she was too little to hold her own head up. You get used to that after a while. As Jamie matured, it simply didn't occur to me to see her sexually. On some level, I guess, I knew she had a nice body. Hell, we never hid from each other in the bathroom, so I clearly saw the physical changes she had gone through. It was no big deal. My daughter had grown up to be centerfold material, and somehow, I hadn't reacted.
Now, suddenly, I wanted to fuck the hell out of her.
We prepared and ate an early dinner, and then I asked Jamie to sit on the couch with me again. She was wearing the same tank top and skirt as before, but when she sat down next to me, I spotted her little yellow panties on the floor where she had tossed them earlier.
“Jamie, are you sure about this?” I asked her.
“Yes, Dad, I am. Do I have to write it out for you or something? I want you to put your penis in my vagina. I want you to break my hymen. I want to feel you as far inside me as you can get. I want to feel you ejaculate inside me. Can I be any clearer than that?”
“No.”
She moved to straddle my lap, just as she had done this morning. Her luscious pussy was exposed to me, fresh, moist, pink, and topped with her soft blond hair. The final battle with my conscience was over the second she kissed me. This was a woman, a beautiful, sexy, newly-ripened young woman, and she was in heat. If I could, I would fuck her all night.
We made out for a while, kissing, hugging, and fondling. Her covered breasts were alive in my hand, and my clothed cock was pulsing in hers. “Dad, go to the d**gstore and get the pill. Please.”
“All right. It'll probably take me an hour.”
“I'll be waiting,” she said.
The line at the pharmacy was long. Finally, I got to talk to the young girl on duty as a technician. “I think there's an emergency contraceptive pill I can buy without a prescription, isn't there?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“I'd like to get one.”
“I'm required to ask you a few questions, sir,” she said. “Does the woman need this medication because she had unprotected sex without her consent?”
“No!” I said.
“Sorry, but I had to ask. Does the woman understand that this pill does nothing to prevent or treat any kind of STD?”
“I think she does. I'll explain it to her, but I really don't think that's a concern,” I answered.
“Okay, good. Did you know that this pill loses it's effectiveness, the longer the woman waits to take it after unprotected sex? How long ago did the incident happen?
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nbsp; “Um, just a couple of hours ago,” I lied.
“Good. Tell her to take this as soon as possible,” she said, already ringing up my purchase.
“How effective is it?”
“It works. Like I said, the sooner the better. According to the product info that's in your bag here, she should be fine. Ideally, a woman would pop one of these as soon as, you know, it's like, over, I guess.”