“Dad, it’s fine,” she said, attempting to settle his worries.
“You’re positive that you want to do this?” he checked once more. He refused to jeopardize her well-being for his own personal benefit.
“Um…it’s pretty much been my dream for the past couple years,” she giggled. She slipped her hands away from his hold and finally managed to unbuckle his belt. “Believe me, you’ve been on my mind for quite some time.”
“Pumpkin, we–”
“I have an idea,” she cut him off while unbuttoning his dress pants. “How about you be quiet for a little while? Don’t get me wrong, you’re my favorite person in the world to talk to, but I think it’d be best if you shut up for the next fifteen minutes.”
He took a deep breath and prepared himself for the ride of his life. Fifteen minutes? Seriously? He couldn’t remember the last time that Kim had given him a fifteen minute blowjob, but Stacy acted like it wasn’t a big deal at all.
He lifted his butt to allow her to tug his pants down. There was no turning back after her little fingers slipped inside the waistband of his black briefs, and her wicked smile foreshadowed an experience that would never leave him. Something told him that Stacy would capture a part of his soul tonight.
Her excited blue eyes bulged after she yanked down his underwear. She knew it! She would’ve bet every dollar to her name on this one particular detail, and she loved that she was correct. Who knew Dad better than her? No one!
“Dad, your cock is freakin’ huge!”
Six seemingly harmless words brought the biggest smile of his life to his face. The truth was that he couldn’t recall a time when his dick was bigger or harder than at this very moment–in a fast-food restaurant parking lot, of all places. His incredible daughter had easily trimmed two decades off his life. Apparently, he was back in college.
He tossed his suit jacket into the back seat and unbuttoned his dress shirt in a hurry. Her ravenous eyes nourished his formerly conflicted fingers, and the realization of what he had in store for him caused his body to shiver in anticipation. Stacy was the exact type of girl he would’ve chased back in college. She was the blonde-haired, blue-eyed knockout that drove every red-blooded male crazy, but he didn’t have to ask her out or attempt to win her over. No, he’d won her heart twenty years ago, and it was time for him to reap the rewards.
He finished unbuttoning his shirt with a suddenly confident smirk. “I’m not some college boy, pumpkin.”
“Oh, I can see that,” she agreed, her eyes yet to leave the towering cock that she couldn’t wait to play with. Her girlfriends would be so jealous if they saw her right now!
“You know, your mother always accuses me of favoring you.”
“You totally favor me,” she said.
His eyes squinted, temporarily knocking him out of his slightly arrogant character. “Wait, you think that I favor you?”
Her eyes journeyed the length of Dad’s partially exposed stomach, up to his powerful chest, along his thick neck, and finally reached his handsome face. “Obviously you favor me. You have to. I love you to death, so that’s how it works.”
He smiled.
“So, it’s time that I give you a proper reward for being the most amazing daddy ever,” she told him, crawling back across the center console. “You’re going to sit back, relax, and enjoy having your cock sucked like you so rightfully deserve. Understood?”
He wouldn’t dare argue with her anymore tonight.
“Good,” she said with a smile, parting her lips to accept the fat head of his cock inside. She abruptly froze just inches from his throbbing meat. “One more thing real quick. Tell me how much more you love me than Mom.”
He swept her long hair out of her eyes and held it in a ball behind her head. She seemed awfully determined to receive an answer to her question from what felt like a lifetime ago, so he decided to give his honest opinion. He was sure that the rest of the world already knew it anyway.
“I love you so much more than your mother,” he spoke to the top of her blonde head.
She dropped her mouth another inch, causing her hungry lips to hover just above his yearning cockhead. The light pole in front of their car allowed her to savor the sight of his glistening precum leaking from his slit. “Tell me to suck your cock. And call me pumpkin too!”
“Pumpkin, I want–”
“No, don’t tell me what you want me to do!” she interrupted, desperate for him to get on the same page with her. “Demand that I do it! Boss me around!”
“Pumpkin–”
“I wanna be your little plaything,” she interjected again, dropping her voice to a childish whimper. “Daddy’s little plaything.”
Something overcame him in a moment of unbridled lust. He couldn’t explain why, but he needed to own his angelic daughter on all levels–including sexually. “Suck my fuckin’ cock, pumpkin. Be a good little slut, unlike your mother.”
She plunged her throat down on his dick in a frenzy.
Honestly, he was well-aware that she was his dream girl. He knew it two decades ago, he knew it two years ago, and he definitely knew it two minutes ago. All the signs were there. He’d just always expressed himself in socially acceptable ways instead.
He spoiled her with a brand new Jeep instead of lavish jewelry, he frequently allowed her to borrow his credit card for shopping trips rather than purchase risque outfits himself for sexy gifts, and he always kissed her on the top of the head as opposed to on the lips. Their father/daughter relationship had teetered on something resembling a real couple for quite some time, but tonight set the wheels in motion for the life he truly desired. Kim was just another woman now. His fantasy girl could be found bobbing up and down in his lap, and thirty seconds in her mouth completely wiped his memory clean of his sexual past.
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