Around 8:20 that morning I slipped quietly into Charlotte’s room; my prick was already a stone obelisk under my robe. I lifted the blanket and looked at her. She was lying on her right side wearing a mid-thigh length flannel gown, pulled up to her hips, one knee pulled up so her legs were enticingly posed. She wore no panties which caused my erection to swell even more. I dropped my robe then went to bed with my firstborn, my heart was crashing against my ribs, my entire body was shaking. I hadn’t felt that way since the first time I seduced the girl’s mother. I rested my head on a second pillow then put my hand on her waist, I eased the hand over her stomach then slid my fingers down the contour of her pussy. I began stroking her and she shivered. Charlotte moved slightly, widening the gap between her legs enough I could cover her completely with the palm of my hand. I pressed on her cunt then slid my long finger down her slit and felt for the hole. My fingertip dipped into her then I bent my wrist then pushed in to the top knuckle; I was fingering Charlotte as she came awake. She whooshed a breath, her back bent and she rolled her head to me. She was silent, looking through sleepy eyes until she could focus. She put a hand over mine and pressed it more on her body as she murmured, “Daddy?”
“Shh, we don’t want to wake the twins.”
Her eyes became more alert and she asked quietly, “Where’s mom?”
When she asked where her mother was, and not ‘what are you doing?’, my balls damn near erupted; her first concern wasn’t about where my finger was, she was concerned her mother was near, “She went to work, I took the day off.”
Charlotte moved away causing my finger to slip out of her, she rolled to her side facing me and put her arm over me, and pulled me tight, her silky thighs were rubbing against mine, her tits were mashed on my chest, “I’m glad” she puffed into my ear.
“Glad she is gone, or glad I took the day off?”
She tilted her head back to get a clear look, “Both.” She threw the blanket off then stood, “I have to go pee daddy, don’t go away.” Not fucking likely.
Charlotte freshened herself in the bathroom then came back to me, saying nothing she pulled her nightgown up and off. No more needed to be said, I pulled her by a hand to bed then pushed my daughter over so her back was to me, lifted her top leg, and pulled it over to rest on my thigh. I reached for her hand then guided it to my erection which was lying on her inner thigh, “Take me Charlotte, hold it and put it where you want it.”
She wrapped her fingers around my cock then lifted it, she rubbed the head on her slit a couple of times then centered me. I was slick with natural lube so I slipped gently, without effort into her. Charlotte let go of my cock then I pushed as far in as nature would allow. She was snug, but there was little friction. She moaned softly, arched her back, then put a hand on my hip and creased my skin with her fingernails. I had taken the girl’s virginity two nights earlier, but it was a quick, hushed event. As my groin slapped gently against my daughter’s ass, I realized we had time, we could enjoy the long morning. My erection was sliding in and out of her tight teen body and I didn’t feel evil, shame, lecherous, or that my soul was forever tarnished. I felt great, and judging from her reaction to getting fucked, Charlotte wasn’t hating the moment either.
My stamina was critically short, she was fresh, young, new, exciting, and forbidden, so my balls were in a hurry to consummate our union. The climax started in my nuts, my cock swelled with pent-up semen, then the top of the mountain blew off. I slammed into her and held her tight while I finished fucking the pretty high school girl. I pulled my relaxing cock from her then she rolled to face me, she was smiling, her eyes sparkling, “I love you daddy.”
“Love you too baby,” I wheezed.
She put a hand between her legs and fingered a glob of cum from her pussy then looked at it, “Don’t you have to be careful?”
I hadn’t given a thought to if I should or shouldn’t cum in her, I didn’t have to, “You don’t know, do you?”
“Know what?”
“After your brothers were born, your mom didn’t want to use birth control anymore. She talked me into getting a vasectomy. I’ve been cut, I can’t make a woman pregnant.”
Charlotte looked at me puzzled, “You got neutered?”
I chuckled, “No, not neutered, I still have all my equipment, I’m still fully functional, I just can’t pass sperm on to a woman.” I challenged her, “I can fuck your brains out and you are safe.”
Charlotte got caught up in the mood, she wasn’t a bit wary of my crude declaration, she challenged me right back, “You think so, you think you can fuck my brains out?”
“I can try girl.”
Charlotte got off the bed, “Stay here,” she said needlessly, then went to the bathroom. I lay on my back, watching sunspots on the wall until she came back. She stood proudly, offering me a magnificent view of young womanhood, then as she crawled on the bed again, she reached under her pillow and pulled out her nighttime friend, and dropped it on my stomach. She grinned prettily then proposed, “Let’s see if you can do it.”
My memory was short, “Do what?”
She smiled, her eyes sparked fun, she dared, “Fuck my brains out.” I don’t know what affected me the most, the smile on her lips, the fire in her eyes, or the dare in her voice, but within seconds of my daughter’s bold proposition, my cock was firming up again. I picked up her dildo and she rolled seductively to her back.
Charlotte stretched out, her arms over her head; her feet pointed to the end of the bed and let me look at her from tangled brown hair to blue painted toes. I’d seen her nude several times since my discovery, but I took more time to examine the body lying next to me. Somehow, over the last couple of years, I had missed that my daughter had reshaped from unisex anonymous to hot sexy teen. As I absorbed the view, she put a hand on my cock and fingered me as encouragement, then moved her arms over her head and spread her legs, inviting me to seduce her. I went to my side next to her; the end of my erection was smearing bubbles of lube on her thigh. I put the tip of her dildo against her sex, smiled into her eyes then pushed it deep. Charlotte sipped a long breath, shifted her hips then put a hand on my arm when I started fucking her with the fake cock. She laid a hand on my arm then reached for a real cock. While I plunged the toy in and out of her pussy, she was pulling on my hard-on. I bent to her breasts and licked a nipple then captured it in my lips and caressed it with the tip of my tongue. That was a new move, she’d never had her nipples sucked, and the sensation caused her fingers to squeeze my erection harder, she moaned. I kissed and licked her breasts, never pausing what I was doing between her legs. She began to pant short harsh breaths; she was quietly squeaking shocks of rapture. I pulled the plastic prick from her then put the end of it on her clit and rubbed her to her first climax. Charlotte arched off the bed, yelped sharply twice then started to moan even louder while she kicked her legs on the bed.