*All sexual activity takes place only between characters 18 and older.*
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It was a few days after the big blowout between Ken and Adrienne, the one that ended with Adrienne leaving for the other man they were arguing about in the first place, when their daughter came into her father’s room and crawled into his bed. She was six at the time and her father realized she was finally understanding that her mother was completely gone from their lives. The usually sweet girl with long, chocolaty brown hair simply nestled herself under the blanket and curled up on her side with her back up against her dad.
“Daddy?” she asked on that very first night.
“Yes, honey?”
“Are you gonna go away too?”
Ken hugged his little girl snug. “No, princess. Never.”
“Promise?”
“I promise.”
“Hope to die?”
“Hope to die.”
“Not even if you get mad like Mommy did all the time?”
“Not even if I get mad. Daddy will be right here forever. Pinky swear.”
The pinky swear reassured Carly, and she finally relaxed and went to sleep. In the morning, when Ken woke up, Carly was already up and in her own room looking through her clothes for something to wear that day. Her father helped her pick out an outfit, got her bathed and dressed for the day, and later went off to work while Carly went to school.
She did the same thing the following night, without asking the same questions. And then the night after that and the night after that. Before Ken knew it, a year had passed and Carly was still snuggling into his bed where she slept peacefully, knowing what was left of their little family of two was intact.
That first year turned into a second before Ken realized he hadn’t been on a date since his wife left, even though their divorce had been finalized for months already. He realized he’d been so focused on his daughter’s well-being that he barely gave a thought to his own. That was the way it was supposed to be, he told himself. He was responsible for making sure his only daughter grew up feeling happy and safe.
When Ken realized he needed to start dating again, he didn’t know how he was going to get around the logistics of bringing a woman home. Carly wasn’t going to be happy about being displaced from her dad’s bed just so he could play around with some woman she didn’t even know. Then there was the way half of her things were now in his room. She was treating it like it was her room, too, and only used her own for getting dressed or undressed for her baths.
Ken decided the only way to deal with the situation was to go to the woman’s house if he ever got that far with someone. But anytime he went out, Carly made life impossible for her babysitters. She became irritable and bratty, constantly asking when her daddy was coming back and not doing anything they said without putting up an argument. One babysitter after another quit, and every time it happened Carly would hold her head up in triumph. Ken finally resigned himself to the notion that dating wasn’t going to be possible until Carly was older. Sooner or later she’d hit her teens and want her privacy back. But after the rejection by her mother, he wanted to let her decide that on her own terms.
But even when the girl finally hit her awkward, rebellious years, she continued crawling into her daddy’s bed no matter what — even after they’d had terrible fights. Or after Ken had been forced to discipline the girl after misbehaving. Sure, she spent a lot more time alone in her own room, but there was never a night that she slept there. There seemed to be an unspoken understanding between them that no matter what else may have happened during the day, Ken would always be there for his daughter to depend on. Bedtime was cuddle time. Safe time.
The only other inconvenience Carly’s nighttime presence caused was that Ken had to get used to wearing underwear to bed during the warm part of the year. In the past, he’d always slept naked in warm weather, but with his daughter in bed that had to change. Boxer briefs also had the added benefit of concealing any untimely, dream-induced erections.
After Carly turned eighteen, she blossomed into a sweet, beautiful girl with long, silky hair that was medium brown and a ripe, shapely body that made her popular with the boys at school, not to mention everywhere else. There was a slight thickness to her legs and bust, most of which her father assumed came from her love of playing volleyball.
In her last couple months of high school, Carly started going on dates and also to parties with her friends. Ken had thought this would finally break the cycle, but it didn’t. No matter where she went, and no matter with whom, she was always home by midnight and getting into her dad’s bed for a night’s sleep. There were a few times he smelled alcohol, but he only ever mentioned it the next day. Since it happened infrequently, and she never appeared to be more than a little tipsy, he decided it was a non-issue. And as far as bedtime was concerned, Ken steadfastly preserved that as a safe zone for Carly.
He didn’t think twice about the fact that Carly continued sleeping in bed with him. It had become so routine that neither of them thought twice about it anymore. The only concession they agreed on was to keep their habit only to themselves, since most people would probably not understand it.
At the same time, Ken decided he really needed to think about dating again. She wasn’t beautiful in a classic sense, but she was girl-next-door cute in the sweetest and most alluring way. She was now about five-six, and not too thick but not thin, either. She had a volleyball player’s legs and ass, and pertly shaped C cup tits that quivered enticingly in her T shirts as she climbed into bed without a bra.
Being a typical guy, Ken woke up hard morning after morning. He knew it wasn’t because of Carly. How could it be? She was his daughter, for fuck’s sake. No, he’d simply been without a woman far too long. It had been worth it, though, when he thought of the way his only daughter was turning out. He was prouder of her than anything else in his life, and he loved her with every molecule of his being. But, he needed a sexual relationship, and with Carly now in her young adulthood it was time. He had a hard time imagining sleeping with anyone else, though, even if the lack of physical intimacy was so frustrating.
Carly turned eighteen toward the end of her senior year in high school. Ken realized she’d end up leaving for college before long, or else she’d want to strike out on her own and get her first apartment. He was going to have to make the adjustment sooner or later. He’d miss her terribly, but it meant he’d finally be able to think about having a normal relationship with a woman again. Yet he was apprehensive, too. He was so out of practice he didn’t know if he even remembered how to have a simple conversation over dinner with a new woman anymore. But he couldn’t let that stop him. He was just going to have to get back into practice and back in the game.
All of this was going through Ken’s mind one night about a month before Carly’s graduation. That was how he found himself lying awake in the wee hours of the morning with his daughter curled up beside him, her firm, young ass nestled against his hip. Then Carly stirred and sat up sleepily. She pouted as she realized she’d turned the wrong way in her sleep. She rolled over to face her father and snuggled up to him with her warm, round tits pressing up to his side. Her arm and leg went across his body while he snuck his arm around her and held her close.
This had been just their normal routine for years now, but Carly was an eighteen year old woman now with the luscious curves to prove it. He resisted thinking of her that way, but with her bare thigh lying across his cock it wasn’t easy.
“Can’t sleep, Daddy?” Carly said in a weary voice.
“Just doing some thinking, honey.”
“M’kay.”
A minute or two went by, but Carly wasn’t falling back to sleep and neither was her father. “Is everything okay, Dad?”
“Sure, sweetie. I just have a few things on my mind.”
“How come I don’t believe you?”
“I guess you know the old man pretty well, huh, sweetie?”
“Pffff, Dad, you’re not old. And yeah, I know you better than anybody.”
Ken had to admit that was true. Not even the girl’s mother ever knew him as well as she did. Not even close.
“So now that I’m awake you might as well tell me what’s wrong,” she added.
“Awww, honey, I was just thinking about how you’ll be going away pretty soon.”
“What? Who says I’m going anywhere?”
“You’re graduating in just a few weeks. It’s only logical you’ll be getting ready to strike out on your own. Time to think about applying to college and getting away from home.”
“Why would I wanna do something like that?”
“You’re all grown up now, for one thing,” he replied, painfully aware of her tits rubbing against him through her shirt as she shifted her weight. “And for another, don’t you want to get out and be on your own?”
“I always figured I’d go to college nearby, Dad.”
“Honey, with your grades you could go to any school you want.”
“The local state campus is fine with me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure. Some of my friends are going there, and besides, if I went somewhere else I’d have to move.”
“That’s normal, Sweetie. I always assumed you’d want to get an apartment and start your own life.”
“And where would you be?”
“I’d be here, of course. You’d always know right where to find me if you need me for anything.”
“Geeze, Dad. Why would I ever wanna go somewhere else? I have everything I need right here.”
Ken breathed a deep sigh. He couldn’t help noticing the way his daughter’s tits pillowed against him when his body filled with breath. He didn’t want to notice, but Carly’s orbs were just big enough to cause a distraction. They were somewhere in the range between a B and C cup size, and firm with a beautifully spherical shape. They certainly weren’t the biggest pair of tits he’d ever seen, but they were hands down the nicest. He really needed to get out more, and it was definitely time to get his daughter to start thinking more about getting out on her own.
“You’re eighteen now, Sweetie. Don’t you want to start making a life for yourself?”
“I do have a life for myself. Besides, you’d miss me not being here with you. Don’t even try to deny it.”
Ken sighed again. Carly’s boobs pillowed on his ribs again. “Of course I would,” he admitted. “I’d miss you terribly. But …”
That’s when he tried to explain what he’d been thinking about earlier, about maybe trying to date again and encouraging Carly to be more available for someone who could give her a serious relationship.
“I don’t wanna talk about this anymore,” the girl said angrily. Then she rolled over in a huff and turned her back to her father in a rare move.
Ken decided not to push too far too soon. Obviously, it was going to take more time to get Carly used to the idea. He felt bad about upsetting her, but it was a truth they both needed to face sooner or later. It was a long time before he was able to fall back to sleep, and he knew Carly lay awake for a long time, too.
When Ken woke up earlier than usual, Carly was curled up facing him again in her usual position. His perpetual morning erection was throbbing and rock hard, even more than normal. He gasped at the realization that his daughter’s hand was resting his briefs with her fingers around his pulsating cock shaft. A quick look at her face confirmed she was still sound asleep and had no idea she was touching her own father’s swollen prick.
The worst thing Ken could ever admit to himself was that Carly’s hand on his cock felt like paradise, even if she was only touching him through the fabric of his briefs. It had been far too long since anyone but himself had touched his cock, but even aside from that, knowing it was his pretty daughter’s hand on his bulge felt special. It was completely out of order, but nothing had felt so selflessly loving or just plain arousing. The second part was what was so disturbing to Ken. There was no other hand that ever made his cock throb the way Carly’s did, and being asleep she didn’t even know what she was doing. Maybe it was her being asleep that made it feel so deliciously intimate, being selfless and casual — even natural.
Ken lay there as long as he could, just savoring Carly’s soft, warm hand upon his shaft. But the longer he waited, the more there was a chance she could wake up and find herself completely disgusted by where her hand wandered in her sleep. Even worse, Ken knew the longer he indulged the feeling the more chance there was that he would cum. She wasn’t even rubbing him, but the mere shock of his daughter’s unconsciously intimate touch was setting every nerve in his body on edge.
He knew he had to get Carly’s hand off his cock, as much as he could’ve lain there all day like that. He carefully reached down and gently moved her hand onto her leg, which was stretched across his legs. After that, he quietly moved out from under her thigh and got out of bed.
With a raging erection tenting his underwear, Ken went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. His mind was spinning around in circles. On one hand, there was the conversation they had just a few hours ago in the dark of night. Ken’s logic said he needed to keep working on getting Carly to see the practical side of things, that a father and daughter couldn’t keep putting the rest of their lives on hold just for the warm comfort of chastely sharing a bed every night. Yet there was nothing chaste about the way she’d had her hand on top of his achingly hard pole, whether she knew what she was doing or not.
Ken pushed off his briefs and got into the shower. He immediately reached for the soap and proceeded to lather up his swollen rod, stroking his sorely neglected man flesh as he thought of his daughter’s hand feeling the shape of Daddy’s love through his briefs. But a hard, swollen cock isn’t what a daddy’s love is supposed to feel like. A daughter was never meant to touch him that way. Maybe allowing her to cuddle night after night had been a huge mistake. Yet now, as his hand began pumping faster and faster along the slippery shaft of his long, thick cock, he couldn’t imagine anything feeling better.
Pumping steadily and hard, Ken mentally admitted he never took another woman into his bed because Carly was the one he needed to feel lying beside him. He loved the girl the way he’d never loved anyone else, and he hated the thought of her ever slipping her warm body into bed next to anyone but him.
But that had to be his cock affecting his cloudy mind. He certainly had to be biased as her father, but he had yet to meet a woman he thought was even close to being as pretty as Carly. Or as sweet. And then there was the feel of her firm tits pushing against him while her hand lay over his bulging cock. His own fist pumped more and more wildly while he imagined her dainty hand pushing into his briefs and taking hold of his fat rod without any cloth in between.
He could only imagine how it would’ve felt to have her stroking his shank the way he was stroking it now, pumping him toward an explosive burst of paternal seed. His eyes closed while he threw back his head and allowed the blast of hot pleasure to rip through his body. He came hard and long, finally letting go of his cock.
With the water running, most of Ken’s cum rinsed down his body and down the drain, but there were still large globs of milky cream running down the glass wall of the enclosure. He was surprised by the amount of juice that came out of him while imaging things about his daughter no father ever should.
Ken finished washing himself as well as the glass wall and shut off the water, all evidence of his forbidden indiscretion washed down the drain. As long as Carly never knew it would be alright. He’d just have to do a better job of controlling himself and make sure her hand didn’t keep drifting where it shouldn’t in her sleep. Meanwhile, it only gave him that much more reason to convince her they needed to prepare themselves to move on to a more traditional way of doing things. Carly was a bright, reasonable girl. It might take a few more talks to help her get used to the idea of change, but it was the best thing for both of them.
Ken managed to put the incident aside as a fluke, and the next couple of days went by without anything unusual happening. He thought he might’ve noticed Carly wearing more revealing outfits, but she’d always dressed without much concern over showing her cleavage of ass, so her father didn’t think anything of it other than to privately enjoy the view of a girl he’d always admired.
A couple of nights later, though, he had another talk with Carly about going somewhere else for college. They were lying in bed just before going to sleep. The topic didn’t go over any better than the last time Ken brought it up.
“Are you trying to get rid of me just so you can bring women home?” she asked in exasperation. “They have motels for that, you know.”
“Sweetie, I’d never try to get rid of you, ever. But how do you ever expect to have a normal relationship with a guy if you’re still living with your father, and … well, ummm, sleeping in the same bed every night. It’s not exactly the way things are usually done.”
“Oh, and that bothers you all of a sudden? I thought everything was okay, Dad. We’ve always had each other. I thought that was all we needed.”
“You’re the most important thing in the world to me, Honey. And of course it doesn’t bother me, but don’t you ever think about wanting more?”
“No,” she said icily. “Maybe you do, but I don’t.” Then she rolled over and turned her back to him, cutting off the conversation the same way she had a couple nights before.
Ken realized this was going to be harder than he thought. Deep down, though, he didn’t want to think about any other body in bed beside him that wasn’t his daughter. But the irony of it was that was exactly why they both needed to break out of this years’ long habit, especially after the way Ken had felt with his little girl’s hand on his cock while she slept. It could only mean disaster. What if Carly had woken up and realized what she’d been doing? It could mar her psyche for years to come.
Understandably, it took Ken a long time to fall asleep again. Like before, it was a fitful sleep and he found himself awake again sometime in the middle of the night. Once again, he was awakened by the ache of a hard cock. But tonight, he discovered Carly’s hand was inside his briefs and curled around his swollen, overheated shaft.
“Fuck,” he groaned softly, checking to see if Carly was conscious of what she was doing. Her placid face revealed that she was asleep and had no idea she was gripping her father’s man flesh. Her hold was a bit loose since her entire body was slack as she rested, but some weirdly sexual dream must’ve been what caused her to actually reach inside his underwear and take hold of his cock.
As arousing as it had been a couple nights ago when she was only touching him through the fabric, having her hold his pulsing flesh was in a whole other league. It didn’t matter that her grip was slack. Just the fact that this was his daughter’s hand warming his rock hard flesh was enough to make his pulse beat like a drum. He should’ve pulled the girl’s hand away immediately, but he didn’t. He just lay there and sighed deeply, savoring the feel of this young girl’s hand curled around his love muscle.
Ken lay there much longer than he should have. The longer he indulged himself the greater the risk of Carly waking up horrified to find herself with her hand on her father’s cock. That was the last thing he wanted, yet it was hard not to wonder if she knew what she was doing somewhere deep in her unconscious mind. Maybe her dreams were revealing an inner need for sexual intimacy she couldn’t express any other way and she was just reaching for the most conveniently located cock.
Unable to control his baser instincts, Ken gave a very slight rock to his hips, aching to feel that beautiful girl’s hand slide along his needful shaft. But she was completely slack and her hand merely moved along with his cock. Her father sighed in frustration, also feeling a deep shame for his pent up desire. It was only a few seconds later that Carly began to mumble in her sleep. At the same time, she tightened her grip on her father’s cock and even stroked his shaft several times before mumbling again. Then she fell silent and her hand went slack again but stayed in place on his rigid flesh.
“Fffffuck,” Ken whispered. His cock was throbbing even harder, and the precum now oozing steadily from the head was getting all over his briefs as well as his baby girl’s fingers. Those few, illicit strokes had brought him so close to the edge. A few more and his briefs would’ve been soaked with cum, not to mention his daughter’s hand.
He barely stopped to notice that Carly’s grazing strokes had felt experienced. Her touch had been sure and sensuous, unconsciously deft at bringing a rush of pleasure to a man’s throbbing need. Ken could tell his little girl had touched aroused cocks before. He hated the very idea, yet it also made his man flesh ache and throb with ravenous need. Then again, it was painfully obvious how his little girl had become a beautiful, sensuous woman. Her innate need for physical love was perfectly natural. It simply wasn’t realistic to expect his sweet baby to remain an inexperienced virgin. She wasn’t a porcelain doll to be kept on a shelf and admired from a distance. She was a ripe, sexual woman with a woman’s natural needs for love, pleasure and passion.
Ken had to stop thinking about it. He forced himself to do what was right by pulling the sheet aside and gently pulling his daughter’s hand off of his cock and out of his briefs. If he didn’t, he knew he’d only end up putting his hand over hers and guiding her strokes until he found his release. Sure, it would’ve been the most exquisite pleasure, but the shame of his actions would plague him forever.
Once he moved his daughter’s hand safely onto her own hip, Ken rolled to his side and faced Carly who was already lying on her side.
“I love you, baby,” he whispered as softly as he could. Then he kissed her ever so lightly on her lips. He held his lips to hers for a few seconds and backed away, intending to slip out of bed and take his erection into the bathroom where he could safely relieve his hard stress.
“Mmmm, Daddy,” Carly mewled as she snuggled up closer to her dad’s bigger, broader body. Her braless tits pushed against his bare chest through the threadbare T shirt she’d been sleeping in for years. At the same time, her panty covered pussy pressed up against the bulge throbbing in his briefs.
Ken should’ve pushed her away, but he checked to see that she was still unconscious. His cock was jutting upward and the top end was sticking up above the waist of his briefs. As hard as he fought against it, his body’s needs were just too strong. The man’s cock pulsed violently at the excitement of his baby girl’s warm pussy rubbing into his shaft. He stopped breathing as spurts of cum burst from his dome and spewed onto his belly as well as the bottom edge of Carly’s T shirt.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he moaned under his breath as the need to cum erased any sense of right and wrong he ever had. He willed his body to remain as still as possible, but that only seemed to make his eruption more intense as he spurted more cum than he could remember ever spurting before.
“Baby, I’m so sorry,” he whispered, realizing she was still completely out of it. He gave her lips another light kiss and quietly slipped out of bed.
It was four in the morning. Too early to get up yet too late to get back to sleep, especially after what just happened. Ken slipped into the bathroom and took a shower to wash away the evidence of his fatherly shame. Back in the bedroom, he slipped on a fresh pair of boxer briefs while Carly continued sleeping peacefully. He took a moment to watch her sleep. The thought of not seeing her there in his bed just felt wrong, yet he knew that day would have to come and it wouldn’t be too far off in the future.
He went downstairs, still only wearing his briefs, and turned on the TV as he took a seat on the couch. He flipped channels mindlessly, barely aware of the shows and movies that were on. Leaning back, he just kept flipping until he finally lost consciousness.
Bright morning light was streaming into the living room when Ken woke up to the smell of coffee. He opened his eyes to find Carly sitting next to him, holding a mug in each hand and looking at him with a frown on her face. She extended a mug toward him and he took it. She was still wearing the T shirt she’d slept in, but when she leaned back and draped her leg over his he could see she wasn’t wearing panties now. Her smoothly shaven pussy was carelessly exposed and she didn’t seem to care. It wasn’t unusual for her to sit with him that way, but she’d always had panties on.
He tried not to look, but he did anyway. Her tender slit looked dainty and tight. He tore his eyes away and brought his attention to her face. She was still frowning and seemed totally unconcerned by his brief gaze on her exposed pussy.
“Why did you come down here? I woke up alone and it felt really weird. I was worried something was wrong,” she said.
The way she was leaning back forced her pussy into the foreground. Ken had a hard time concentrating on anything else.
“I had a hard time sleeping,” he told her, avoiding the reason why. “I didn’t mean to worry you, Sweetie.”
Carly looked at him skeptically. “Are you sure it didn’t have anything to do with all that stuff you’ve been talking about with me going away? ‘Cuz if you’re trying to get me to see what it’s like waking up alone I can tell you I don’t like it. I don’t like it at all!”
He couldn’t tell her the truth, but he didn’t want her to think what she just said, either, even if it wasn’t a bad idea … logically speaking. He was still trying to think of a good response when Carly kept going.
“Because you know what it felt like to wake up alone? It was like that time Mom walked out on us, that’s what. I know you remember what a shitty feeling that was.”
“Honey, I’m sorry. That’s not what I was trying to do, I promise.” He put his hand on her bare thigh, but he very nearly yanked it back when he realized he was touching her leg just inches away from her carelessly exposed pussy. If she’d been wearing panties, this gesture wouldn’t be at all out of the ordinary. But he forced himself to keep his hand on her warm thigh to keep her from thinking he was so painfully aware of her boldly displayed slit.
“I really just had trouble sleeping,” he went on. “Besides,” he looked at her and gave her an adoring smile. “I barely remember what it felt like when your mother walked out. I mean I do remember it felt shitty, but I’ve had you ever since. I’ve never felt alone. And knowing just where you are every night, close and safe, knowing you’re okay, means more to me than you’ll ever know.”
Carly was thoughtful a few moments. “Then why do you wanna make me go away?” she said sadly.
“Oh, that’s the last thing I want. I just want you to feel like you can get out and do more, meet someone special if that’s what you want.”
“I thought I had someone special.”
“Oh, Honey, you’ll always have me, I promise.”
“Not if I go away. I’d be all alone and I’d hate that.”
“But you’d be free to meet someone.”
“I told you, Daddy, I already have someone!”
“You know what I mean.”
“You’re just trying to boot me out of the bedroom so you can bring home some slut who doesn’t know you like I do.”
Ken took a deep sigh. Carly didn’t want to budge. She was right, but he didn’t want to put it that way. And he sure couldn’t afford to keep waking up to find his own daughter reaching for his cock in her sleep. Obviously, she had a woman’s needs now, and sleeping in her father’s bed wasn’t the way to satisfy them. Yet he kept glancing toward her naked pussy and his cock was in danger of swelling up in his briefs. Letting her go on sleeping with him now that she was a grown, sensual woman could only end in disaster.
“That’s not it at all,” he told her. “Wouldn’t you like to see me have a relationship again after all this time?”
“No!”
On that, Carly got up and stormed back upstairs. Ken was frustrated but relieved. The conversation wasn’t going well, along with the fact that he kept wondering how smooth and warm her pussy would’ve felt if he’d just moved his hand a few inches. As casual as she’d been about it, she had to have been aware of the way she exposed her pussy. She’d always worn panties before. Why not this morning? Why would she take them off before coming downstairs? Ken had to wonder if she’d really been asleep last night when she had her hand inside his briefs.
He heard the shower turning on upstairs and knew she wouldn’t be back down for at least another twenty minutes. Setting his concerns aside, Ken fondled his cock through his briefs and thought of his daughter’s perfect looking pussy. Having been close to getting hard before she left, his aching meat was quick to grow. His substantial shaft was now straining against the cloth of his briefs and he pulled the waistband down to release his pole. Without moving off the couch, he took hold of his engorged cock and started stroking it.
It felt careless to be stroking his exposed cock on the living room couch while his daughter was just upstairs taking a shower. But after waking up with her hand on his cock and then fighting to have a serious conversation while her pussy was exposed he couldn’t help himself. His organ was painfully swollen and he couldn’t keep those images of his daughter out of his mind. Visions of her smooth, perfectly hairless slit danced through his mind while his fist jacked furiously along his shaft.
Ken was so worked up it didn’t take long before he was on the edge of the orgasm he wasn’t sure he should be having. But he was past the point of caring. With a guttural moan, he suddenly spurt a frothy geyser of cum from his cock. Through his pumping fist, jets of spunk flew from his rod and spattered the front of the T shirt he was still wearing. His churning balls produced more cum than any time in recent memory and left him sitting on the couch with cum soaking his shirt and hand.
Once he gathered his wits again, Ken pulled his boxer briefs back up and took off his shirt. He wiped his hand on the back, which was the only part that was still dry. Then tossed the shirt into the hamper in the laundry room and went back for his coffee, which he took into the kitchen. He got some fruit, bacon and eggs out of the refrigerator and started making breakfast for two. Carly came back just before he was ready to set the plates on the table.
“What happened to your shirt?” she asked, standing in the doorway and looking intently at his bare chest and shoulders.
“Oh, I, uhh, spilled coffee on it.”
It was a lame excuse, but at least it sounded plausible. He noticed Carly taking in the mostly naked sight of his body, and then he noticed how she was dressed. She was wearing a pair of tight, denim cut-offs that were so short he could only imagine what they looked like from the back. Her top was a loose, cropped T shirt that came barely two inches past her tits, which he could easily see were unfettered by a bra.
“I hope it didn’t burn,” she said, jarring him from his daze.
“What?”
“The coffee. I hope it didn’t burn you when you spilled it on your shirt.”
“Oh, uhhhh, no.”
He tore his eyes away from her and set the plates on the table. She sat across from him and they ate in silence for a couple of minutes.
“Are you going out today?” he finally asked.
“Maybe later. Why?”
“Just curious.” He didn’t want to tell her how much he hated the idea of her going out dressed the way she was. He’d never had to do that before, and now that she was eighteen he couldn’t very well tell a legal adult how they should dress. She was looking back at him with a knowing smirk.
“Don’t worry, Dad. I’ll change if I do go out. I know you don’t want your little girl going out dressed like a slut.”
Ken nearly choked on his eggs. She’d never used language like that around him before.
“I didn’t say that,” he retorted.
“But you were thinking it, weren’t you?”
“Absolutely not. I’d never think that about you.”
“I guess you couldn’t since you know the only guy I’ve ever slept with is you.”
Carly’s remark left her father speechless. He might’ve been able to reply if he wasn’t already feeling guilty about enjoying her hand on his cock, the sight of her bald pussy, and then jerking off to her. She giggled as he stared at her without speaking.
“I’m just messing with you, Dad. You know perfectly well I only want to sleep with you.”
On that, she stood up and slowly walked out of the room. From behind, her shorts were riding above the bottom crease of her ass cheeks. They made her ass and thighs look even thicker and shapelier, and the faded blue contrasted beautifully with her creamy tan. The sight was breathtaking, and Ken couldn’t move from his seat as his cock began to prickle with sensation all over again.
Carly spent the next couple of hours in her old bedroom, which she now used only for keeping the overflow of her clothes and also for doing her homework or when she wanted privacy to talk or text her friends. Ken stayed downstairs and busied himself in the house and yard. He should’ve done some work for his online business, but he couldn’t think straight. He felt guilty for the way he’d been thinking about his daughter. If she stayed at home and kept sleeping in his bed, he didn’t know how he could ever keep control over his manly urges.
Yet he also felt bad about making her feel like she was being thrown out. That was the last thing he wanted. Then there was the way she’d been teasing him this morning, hinting around at something more happening between them. And thinking about the way she looked in her tiny shorts and crop top, he couldn’t imagine letting anyone else lay their hands on his precious girl. He was her dad. Didn’t she automatically belong to him?
You’re not thinking right, he admonished himself, but he finally decided to go along with her wish to go to a nearby college and keep living at home. He was sure that once she started school and started making new friends and meeting college guys that she’d decide to get a place of her own. Plenty of the campus coeds got together to share apartments. In the meantime, he would just have to redouble his efforts to resist his daughter’s smoldering appeal. Maybe once he told her he didn’t want to pressure her to go anywhere else she’d ease up on teasing him.
Later, after changing into a summer dress that was much less revealing than her shorts and crop top, Carly went out to hang out with a couple of her friends. Ken stayed home, had dinner by himself and then binged on a few episodes of a series he’d been watching. He went upstairs a little before midnight and took a shower. After, as he was getting ready for bed, he put on his usual boxer briefs but decided not to wear a T shirt the way he usually did. He liked the way Carly had looked at him that morning. It was probably a dumb idea, but he couldn’t help enjoying an admiring look from a hot, younger girl even if she was his daughter.
But that’s as far as it would ever go. If things went the way he expected, Carly would be moving out within a few months. Their lives would be more like other fathers and daughters. He could finally get him mind straight and start seeing some women and get some long overdue stress relief.
Lying down in bed, Ken was starting to feel better. He fell asleep quickly for the first time in almost a week. It wasn’t long, though, before he woke up when Carly got into bed with him as usual.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you up, Dad,” she said as she snuggled against him.
“It’s okay, Honey. I’m actually glad you did. I was hoping we could talk.” When he realized she was completely naked he started to wish he hadn’t woken up. She was making everything seem impossible.
“Are you gonna try and make me go away again?”
“No, baby. That’s what I wanted to tell you. I’d never ‘make’ you go away, I hope you know that. And I’ll stop trying to convince you to move out for school. I only want what’s best for you, and let you know you have choices in your life.”
“I know you wouldn’t ‘make’ me go, Dad. I just thought you wanted to get rid of me just so you could start having sex again.”
He wished she hadn’t brought that part up, but it was pretty unavoidable since it was the one thing that was missing in their current situation. The other problem was that it made him think about her pussy again, and the feeling of her hand curled around his aroused cock. Against all better judgement, Ken’s meat began stirring with heat.
“You’re going to need that, too,” he told her. “Eventually. Sooner or later you’ll want to be available when you meet the right guy. Not that a father ever wants to think that about his little girl.”
“Uhh, Dad … I’m not a virgin anymore, just in case you were thinking I was. And besides, I know you’ve already been thinking naughty things about your little girl.”
“Carly …” he started to say without a clue as to how he could talk his way out of it. “But this morning you said you never slept with anyone else.”
“And I meant it. I never ‘slept’ with any of them. Only with you. You know I always come home to you, Daddy.”
Ken was disappointed but also even more aroused, but he didn’t want her know either one. “Sweetie, I can’t believe you would think I have naughty ideas about you. I’m your father.”
“Shhhh, Daddy, it’s okay. It makes me happy you think of me like that. Do you really think I’d flash you my pussy this morning if I didn’t want you to look? And, ummm, I was awake last night when I had my hand in your briefs. I also noticed you weren’t in any hurry to take it away.”
“I’m sorry, Sweetie, but it felt so good. It was very wrong, though. And I shouldn’t have been looking at you the way I did this morning. That was all very wrong.”
Carly heaved an exasperated sigh and sat up in bed, pushed the sheet off her body. She sat up on her haunches beside her father and revealed her beautifully naked body. Her knees were parted wide enough to reveal her hairless slit while the perky handfuls of her shapely tits stood out with prominent nipple erections. She cupped her tits in her hands and massaged them.
“Look at me, Dad,” she pleaded. “Can you seriously say you don’t want me?”
“God, baby, you’re so beautiful,” Ken told her. His cock was swelling more rapidly now, growing big enough to stretch out the front of his boxer briefs. “And yes, I want you more than anything. The point is that I can’t have you.”
“Yes, you can, Dad. I don’t want some college boy. I need a man. In fact, I need the only man who’s loved and kept me safe all my life.”
Carly kept fondling her tits with her left hand while she extended the right to feel her father’s enormous bulge through his briefs. She let her fingers glide over the whole length of his pole, making him groan softly.
“Mmmm,” she purred. “Did anyone else ever make you as hard as your little girl does, Daddy?”
“No, baby,” he replied sincerely.
“Not even Mom?” she asked with a triumphant giggle.
“Not even close.”
They didn’t talk for the next couple of minutes while Carly explored the feel of her dad’s rigid prick through his briefs. Her touch was electrifying and he was powerless to stop her. He felt like his mind was in a blender. He didn’t even know where to look, watching her fingers explore the shape and feel of his cock, then watching her hand explore her beautifully exposed tits with their swollen nipples. And then he would try to keep his eyes on hers and saw the eager sparkle in them.
“You’d miss me if we weren’t together, wouldn’t you, Dad? Just admit it. I’d miss you so bad I don’t think I could take it.”
“You’re right, baby, I’d miss you horribly. It’s … it’s just …”
“Just what, Daddy? Just that we love each other more than anyone else? Just that you have this hard dick that’s perfect for your little girl? And you have a little girl who wants it so much?” Then her voice dropped to a sultry whisper. “Daddy’s got a biiiig cock for his little girl.”
Carly then reached for her father’s briefs with both hands and started to pull down on them. He lifted his ass so she could get them down and pull them all the way off. She scooted closer to him, so the sides of their legs were touching while she brought her hands back to the man’s fully swollen, fully exposed cock. He couldn’t help sighing with pleasure as his baby girl explored his throbbing shaft and balls.
“I love your cock, Dad,” she said, barely above a whisper. “It’s so nice. So hot and hard. I love that you shave everything so smooth. I could tell you shave when I felt you last night,” she admitted with a coy giggle.
“Sneaky girl,” her father said. He meant it to sound funny, but the groan in his voice damped the humor he intended. Carly giggled anyway.
They fell silent for the next couple of minutes while Carly’s hands explored her father’s cock and balls. Her fingers trailed over his steely shaft and traced around the shape of his rounded head. Then she would grip his unyielding girth, squeezing and stroking his length while the other hand lovingly caressed his smooth balls.
“This is so bad,” Ken finally moaned, his attention being divided between the sensuous motion of his daughter’s hands and her sweetly exposed tits. The girl’s orbs would fill his hands but not much more, yet the mere shape of them was total perfection. They were somewhere between spherical and teardrops, with blatantly jutting nipples that looked delicious as any candy.
“I’d say your dick thinks it’s good,” the precious cutie snickered. Then she leveled an intense gaze at her dad. “Am I a bad girl, Daddy? Am I bad for liking this so much?”
“No, baby. It’s perfectly natural. I’m being a bad father for letting you do this, though.” Yet he still didn’t move to make her stop. Precum was starting to seep heavily out of his piss slit, and Carly let her fingers play in the goo, smearing it all over her hand as well as his cock.
“I love your goo, Dad,” she said breathily. “It makes everything slip and slide. Mmmmm, it’s so nice. Does it make you feel better when I stroke you like this?”
Carly curled her hand around her father’s goo-lathered rod and pumped his length, tight but slow.
“Ohh, baby, yes,” he moaned. “Fuuuuck, it feels so good.”
“I’ve touched other cocks before, Dad. Just a few. But they were only for practice until I got to touch yours. Yours is so much nicer than those others.”
“That’s naughty, little girl,” he groaned.
“I just wanted to be good for you, Daddy,” she told him. “Because I don’t want you letting any other ladies do this for you. Just me. I’m your little girl and I love you. It’s only right I get to be the one to make you feel good.”
“Ohhhh, Carly, it feels so good, but this is so wrong.” He touched her leg and began stroking her thigh while she continued her loving exploration of his cock.
Ken finally admitted to himself that they’d already crossed a line they’d never come back from. It didn’t matter that he wasn’t inside her, but Carly now already had intimate knowledge of her father’s cock. She could never unsee what she’d already seen, and neither of them would ever forget the smoldering sensations they were now feeling together. As wrong as it was, he couldn’t imagine being this close to any other woman. No matter who ever touched his cock from now on, they wouldn’t be Carly. They wouldn’t be his sweet, pretty, precious little girl who wasn’t really a little girl anymore.
Carly’s question about her mother also revealed how she was still angry with her, even though they barely had any contact with each other. Her mother had gotten remarried twice after leaving them, and Carly didn’t go to either wedding. Her mother had asked adamantly, but Ken insisted they shouldn’t make her go if she didn’t want to. It was his ex’s own fault for damaging their relationship the way she had. And now, with only her hands exploring his throbbing cock, Ken felt closer and more in love with his daughter than he ever had with her mom.
Something came over him. A total acceptance of his daughter’s justifications for the expressly forbidden act they were already committing. He sat up and scooted up close to her, scissoring their legs so they were sitting upright, facing each other with his cock and balls snugly rubbing against her pussy and lower abs. Her skin felt like it was on fire. Or was it him?
Ken touched his daughter’s face, brushing her long hair back with the other hand. He looked deeply into her adoring eyes and told her she was more beautiful than her mother ever dreamed of being.
“You never have to compare yourself with her,” he said. “You’re so much more beautiful. You’re … ugh, so much sexier. And so much sweeter, too. And I’m sure I don’t need to tell you how much more loyal you are.”
Carly smiled. She even blushed despite having her hand back on her father’s rigid cock.
“Daddy, you’re talking like you’re my lover.”
Ken couldn’t help smiling at his insanely pretty little girl. “That’s what you’d like me to be for you, isn’t it, Sweetie?” He kept one hand on the side of her face and brought the other down lower. He cupped one of her tits and fondled the firm, warm flesh, making her gasp softly. Kneading her tit and playing with her nipple, his hand moved to the other one and gave her the same stimulation on both sides.
“Mmmmm,” she cooed as her father explored her precious tits. “At first, Dad, but not for always. I just wanna be lovers for a while and then be husband and wife. I’d be a much better wife than Mom ever was. You know that, right?”
Ken was slightly stunned, but he was intoxicated by his baby girl’s pretty face and smooth skin. He knew he would never get enough of feeling those firm, young tits or the way her hand adoringly caressed the length of his aching cock.
“I know you would, baby. You’ll be the best wife a man could have. Besides, we already live like a man and wife. We cook and clean for each other. Share a bathroom. We even sleep together every night.” There was light, teasing quality in his tone.
“Yeah, Dad, but a wife should be able to get her husband’s dick up her pussy whenever she wants,” Carly pouted.
By now, Ken was dying to know what it felt like to be inside his daughter’s wet pussy, but there was something else he was just as curious to know.
“You know you can tell me anything, right, Sweetie?” he started carefully.
“Of course, Daddy.” The steady motion of her hand up and down his rock hard prick was making it hard to keep his thoughts in order.
“Those boys you said you practiced with? Did you kiss them like a wife kisses her husband?”
“Oh god, no! They wanted to, but I wouldn’t let them kiss me. I was saving that for you. I already told you, Dad, they were only for practice.”
“Hmmm, so what kinds of things did you practice doing, my little wifey?”
Carly giggled. “Just fun things everybody else does,” she said cryptically.
“Hmmm, that’s a pretty evasive answer, Honey.”
Ken laid his daughter down on her back and sidled up beside her, pressing his overheated cock against her hip. He leaned up on one elbow to look down at her while he slipped his other hand between her legs and began stroking the lips of her wet pussy. She felt hot and velvety, and her juices were smearing everywhere right from the first touch. Ken loved the way she whimpered girlishly and looked at him with wide open eyes.
“Did they touch your hot little slit like this, baby?” he asked, teasing her swollen clit with a fingertip.
Carly cooed and moaned, barely able to reply as she felt her father’s finger explore her sodden snatch for the first time. But Ken’s cock was throbbing with his curiosity to know what his little girl had done ‘for practice’ leading up to this life-changing encounter.
“Y-y-yes, Daddy. All my friends were getting their pussies fingered. I wanted to feel that too.”
“It’s okay, baby girl. It’s perfectly natural. But how could you go this far and not let them kiss you?”
“Oh, they wanted to, but I never ever let them kiss me. I said if they wanted to kiss me then they could just kiss my pussy.”
Ken couldn’t suppress a brief chuckle. “And did they kiss that pretty pussy for you, baby?”
Carly whimpered. “Do I have to say?”
“Yes, young lady. You can tell Daddy anything remember?”
“A couple of them said that was gross and they wouldn’t do it.”
“Hmmm, but they still wanted to put their cocks in your mouth, though, didn’t they?”
“Yes, but it wasn’t fair so I didn’t let them.”
“Good girl. Daddy’s really proud of you.”
“Mmmmmm.”
Ken slipped a finger into the girl’s creamy hole, making her whimpers louder and deeper.
“But then some of them kissed your snatch and put their tongues right up inside you, right Sweetie?”
“Ohhhh, ahhhhhh, yes, Daddy!”
“You liked it when they did that, didn’t you?”
“Ohhhhh, yessssssss.”
Ken slipped another finger into his girl along with the first. He kept his finger pumps slow and steady, though, because he wasn’t finished making her admit to whatever else she’d done. ‘For practice’.
“What else did my little wifey let those dirty boys do, baby?” he insisted on knowing.
“Ohhh, Daaaaaaad, it’s embarrassing.”
Ken leaned over and kissed her. He loved knowing she hadn’t let her boyfriends kiss her mouth. It felt that much more special as they kissed heatedly and opened their mouths to let their tongues play and explore. Father and daughter both leaned hard into their intense kiss, breathing into each other’s mouth as Ken kept on stroking his fingers in and out of Carly’s velveteen pussy. He mashed his thumb onto her clit and curled his fingers upward into her G spot.
Carly gasped and moaned so hard she couldn’t maintain their kiss. It made her father smile as he watched her shiver with pleasure, knowing none of her playmates had ever reached her sweet spot before. Ken leaned down and started sucking his baby girl’s closest nipple, sending her even closer to an explosive climax. But just as she was on the verge of reaching her peak, he pulled his mouth away from her nipple and pulled his fingers back until just the tips were plugging the opening to Carly’s hole.
“Daddy!” she whined breathlessly. “You’re teasing me! That’s not nice!”
“I’m not teasing you, baby, I promise. I’m just making you wait a little bit until you answer Daddy’s question.”
Carly whimpered in frustration. “Push your cock in me and I’ll tell you anything,” she mewled.
Ken felt his pulse rise even higher. Could he really push his excited prick into his own daughter’s pussy? It wouldn’t be the same as just putting his fingers in her. Neither of them would ever be the same.
Ken positioned himself between the girl’s open thighs and held the tip of his throbbing cock to her slick folds. Carly whimpered at the contact.
“Do it, Daddy. Make me all yours,” she whispered reverently.
Ken was aching to plunge the full length of his rod into his daughter’s love nest. She felt hot and silky. Like velvet saturated with warm oil. He knew there was no way to resist her much longer, but she didn’t have to know that.
“All mine, baby? Does that mean you won’t be doing any more practicing with boys?”
“Yes, Daddy, anything. I only wanted them for what I could learn to be good for you. I just want you.”
Ken realized he would doing much more than simply fucking his pretty daughter’s hot pussy. The simple entry of his cock into her snatch was going to be an emotional contract the father and daughter would cling to for years to come. As he looked at her luscious young body, at the adoring look on her pretty face, he knew there was no other woman who’d ever see him the same way. He also knew he could never love and desire a woman as much as he did his sweet baby girl. He pushed the head of his cock into her snug opening, barely teasing her with the very tip.
Carly looked at her father with wide eyes. He pushed his cock inside her a little deeper and she gasped softly. Her sweet face was ablaze with daughterly lust, which only made her father need her even more. He couldn’t keep from looking down at the joining of their bodies, the tip of his swollen beef now just plugging into her dripping slit. As he looked back and forth from her pussy to her face, she knew full well what he was doing and how amazed he was by the sight of his cock beginning its journey into the one place it should never go.
Yet at the same time, as Ken pushed his cock another inch into his daughter’s snug hole, he also realized she belonged to him in the same way he belonged to her. The rules were all wrong, he thought as he pushed his cock even deeper, savoring the whimpery moans of his baby girl as her body willingly accepted his solid man flesh into her soft, girly core. He was dying to just shove his rod hard and deep into this amazing girl’s amazing cunt, but he wanted them both to remember the moment and savor it. So Ken sank his pole ever so slowly into his daughter’s tight hole until he was finally embedded in her to the hilt of his cock.
“Daddy’s all the way inside you now, baby. Is this what you really wanted?”
“Yes, Dad. I’ve always wanted this. This means I’m yours now. Only yours. No boys, no anybody. Just Daddy and his baby girl who loves him so much.”
“I love you too, angel,” he said as he began drawing his cock backward. He pulled back almost to the tip again and then pushed back in, still going slowly but reentering her in one thrust. Then began a slow, steady rock back and forth as he gently slipped his throbbing meat in and out of his baby girl’s hole.
“Ohhhh, Daaaaaaddy, it feels so good,” Carly moaned as she started to rock her own hips into the see-saw motion of her father’s cock. “Oh fuck, I love your cock!”
Ken started to thrust a little a faster, giving his daughter the longest strokes he could without popping out of her on the back end. By now he didn’t care about making her answer his questions. Maybe he’d bring it up another time, but it didn’t matter. It had just been a game of teasing, and now the games between the father and daughter were over. They joined as one, moving and rocking together as his overheated prick squelched in and out of her sodden girl hole.
Ken knew she meant what she’d said before, that those other boys had just been for practice. The adoring look in her eyes as they fucked for the first time was enough to tell him she was bonding to him for life. He hoped she could see the same look in his eyes as he began pumping her slit with increasing force. The girl’s sheath was slick and juicy, yet so tight, squeezing his fat, throbbing shaft like no other pussy before hers.
Leaning down, Ken squished the girl’s tits under his bare chest as he kissed her. Carly mewled weakly into her father’s mouth, but the agile swirling of her tongue against his was anything but weak. She was kissing him back with as much hunger and force as he was giving her. They kissed hotly for a long time while Ken steadily thrust his imposing cock into her slippery slash.
The kiss finally broke when Carly started gasping heavily.
“Daddy, ohhhh fuck, your cock feels so good. I’m. Oh, fuck. Gonna cum!”
Ken strained to control his throbbing while he felt his daughter’s hot pussy ripple and squeeze his pumping meat. Gnashing his teeth in an effort to hold off, he gave his baby girl strong thrusts as her climax started to crest.
“Dad! Fuck! You’re making me cum!” she cried.
Under his thrusting form, Carly’s body started to shiver and then go stiff as the waves of pleasure ripped through her. Ken pumped his cock harder and faster, and when his daughter’s second orgasm overtook her, he couldn’t hold out against the tight, undulating grip of her smoldering pussy.
“Baby!” he growled. “Daddy’s gonna cum!”
“OHHHHHH, Daddy, fuck! Shoot it inside me! Squirt that pussy full!” the glorious girl shrieked excitedly.
Ken lost it completely. His daughter’s hot excitement to feel him fill her young pussy with dad cum made him explode before her second climax had ended. Forceful jets of spunk fired out of his cock, spurting deep into the teenager’s gripping sheath. After being pent up for far too long, Ken felt like cum was pouring out of his cock in an unending flow. His daughter’s eyes flew open wide as she watched her his face transform into an expression of pure ecstasy. Ken came until he was breathless and dazed, finding his baby girl in the same condition.
When they locked eyes in their post-orgasmic bliss, they smiled at each other and both giggled.
“Oh, Dad, that was amazing,” Carly sighed, still holding his cock inside her pussy. “Even better than I dreamed. I love you even more now.”
“I love you, too, angel. I know this is so wrong, but I can’t help feeling like the luckiest man in the world.”
“I hope I always make you feel that way. I should because you’re my man now, right?”
Ken smiled and kissed her. “That’s right, Sweetie. And you’re my girl … I mean my woman.”
“Mmmm, I’ve waited so long to hear you say that, Dad.”
Ken kissed her again, and then Carly started squirming out from under him. He moved off to her side to give her freedom to move. His cock had only softened about halfway and reluctantly slipped free of her cum-slick pussy. She turned around and rolled onto her side so her face was next to his cock. Holding him by the base, she leaned in and began licking the tangy mixture of cum and cunt honey off of his flesh. Her father watched with a surprised grin, impressed with his girl’s bold behavior.
Ken groaned his approval. “That’s so dirty, baby. And Daddy loves it.”
Carly looked up at his face. “Mmmm, you dirty man, putting your dirty cock in your little girl’s dirty pussy,” she giggled playfully.
He was so aroused that his cock was already swelling back to full hardness again.
“I’m happy you don’t mind tasting yourself on your dad’s cock, baby,” he sighed with pleasure.
“Of course, Daddy. It just reminds me you’re all mine now. And a woman should clean up her man after he gives her his cum, don’t you think?”
“Oh, I do, baby, I do.”
Carly then took her father’s cock into her mouth and sucked his flesh clean as he grew back to his full size between her lips. She stopped to lick up whatever had dripped over his balls, but then she took his hot pole back into her mouth. Ken was just as aroused by watching her as he was from the exquisite feeling of her wet mouth and swirling tongue. His cock was gradually just as hard as it was when he was still inside her pussy.
“I think Daddy’s dick is all clean now,” he teased his eager little girl.
Carly released his cock so she could speak. “I know, Dad. I just love sucking your cock. That’s not bad, is it?” She looked at him with an impish gleam in her eyes.
“Yes, baby, it’s really bad. But I love the way you make me feel so don’t stop.”
“Mmmmm, I won’t. I’m going to be doing this a lot from now on.” Carly then took her dad’s engorged prick back in her mouth and started bobbing her head up and down as she stroked his shaft with her moist, supple lips.
Ken didn’t miss the rapturous look on the girl’s face as she made hungry love to his cock, using her lips and hand in tandem on his stalk. It was easy to see she was concentrating as much on her own pleasure in sucking as his in being sucked. Part of him hated to think of the other cocks she’d sucked ‘for practice’, but it also made his rod throb even harder. He knew she wasn’t lying about the practice aspect of her previous sexual experiences, at least mostly not, and another part of him was impressed by her determination to achieve enough skill to please the man she really wanted to be with.
“Ohhh, that’s good, baby. That’s so good,” he moaned, savoring the warm, wet stroke of her mouth up and down his flesh pole.
Carly just moaned a muffled response and kept sucking. She was going slowly, patiently, drawing out his pleasure until he was aching with need. He reached for the back of her thigh as she was now on her knees with her ass up and her head on his cock. His hand slid up her warm, silken skin until his fingers came into contact with her recently fucked pussy lips. She was still wet and creamy from the hot load of cum he’d just given her.
The girl mewled and whimpered around the man meat filling her mouth when he began massaging her pussy lips. Her clit was hard again, or maybe still hard, he wasn’t sure. But it didn’t matter. He massaged her solid, pink pearl, causing her to moan and hum around his pulsing meat shaft. He dipped his fingers into her hole and felt the syrupy mess of man cum and girl cream inside her. After pumping his fingers into her hole a few times, he drew them back out and started massaging her ass rim with his wet fingertips. Carly suddenly lifted her mouth off his cock in surprise.
“Daddy!” she hissed excitedly. “That’s … that’s … my asshole!”
“Didn’t any of your practice partners play with your pretty asshole, baby?”
“No! They said it was gross.”
Ken wet his finger in Carly’s pussy again and then started to push it slowly into the girl’s ass. A long, low growl came out of her throat as his finger went deeper.
“Does this feel gross to you, Sweetheart?”
“N-no, Dad. K-keep going, pleeeeease.”
Carly seemed to forget about sucking her father’s cock while he slowly sank his finger deeper into his baby girl’s asshole. The look on her face was priceless, a mixture of surprise and pleasure. She clearly never expected to like the feeling of anything going up her ass. She probably would’ve had a harder time with his cock for her first time, but the size of his finger seemed to be just right. He slid it all the way in and massaged her clit with the pad of his thumb.
“Ohhhhhh, fuuuuuuuck,” Carly moaned.
Ken started slipping his finger in and out of his daughter’s asshole, bringing his thumb up to mash on her clit with every in-stroke. She gripped his cock tighter, as if it was all she had to hold on to and yowled deep in her throat. Her father kept this up for several minutes, until Carly was gasping raggedly. Eventually, he kept his thumb in motion on her clit and managed to keep pumping his finger in and out of her chute. Before much longer, he could feel a rippling sensation within her channel.
“Fuck, fuck, oh fuck I’m gonna … fuck … CUM!”
Carly’s body shivered a moment or two and then tensed. Her rectal opening clamped down hard on her dad’s finger as the joyous release reverberated through her body.
Ken loved watching his baby girl cum, and when she got past her peak his cock was throbbing with need.
“Dad, fuck, that was so dirty,” she cooed. Then she suddenly took his cock back in her mouth and continued sucking him.
Ken was so aroused now he knew it wouldn’t take much longer, and Carly wasn’t taking his cock with slow patience like before. She was bobbing on his shank like a girl on a mission and Ken just let go and gave himself over to the incredible pleasure her mouth was giving him. A couple of minutes later, he could feel his own release building to the point of no return.
“Take Daddy’s cum, baby,” he growled.
Carly responded by sucking him harder and bobbing her head faster, letting her father know she fully intended to take his next load in her mouth while her pussy was still slick with his first one. Ken growled huskily as he felt the explosion of cum jet through his cock into his daughter’s sucking lips. He could feel as many jolts of spurting cum flowing into her mouth as he’d given her pussy. She suckled and swallowed eagerly, as if her father’s cum was sweet as ice cream.
The girl left her dad breathless, but then quickly released his spent cock and turned to cuddle up beside him. He held her and kissed her for a long time, tasting the vestiges of his release in her mouth.
“You’re mine now, baby,” he told her softly as they settled beside each other in perfect contentment.
“I always have been, Dad. Now it’s just official.”
Ken held his daughter’s warm, naked body close. After all those years, they were now both naked, and since Carly had now blossomed into a luscious woman, her father couldn’t imagine cuddling up in bed with anyone else. They were right for each other in ways that no one else could match. He kissed the girl’s neck and heard her purr softly.
“Sweet dreams, baby,” he wished her. They were both sleeping soundly within minutes, knowing when they woke up together in the morning it would be the dawn of a whole new life.