Dear God, he couldn’t take it. He shifted a little. The next time her hands glided up his thigh, she brushed the tip of his cock.
A moment’s hesitation, then she quickly retreated. It took all his willpower not to react, to pretend nothing had happened. He wanted to see if she would reach up again now that she knew his cock was there.
Her next few strokes went no higher than his knees, but then, slow and creeping, she eased her hands up into his boxers to see if it was still there. His cock was, in fact, still there. She lingered curiously for a moment, capturing the head of his cock between her fingertips. A slow retreat, like she regretted it, but then her hands slipped back up again. She brushed her thumb over him, spreading a bead of precum over his tip.
“Marnie–” Scott moaned, a half-hearted attempt to stop her.
Marnie snapped out of it and went back to before, just below the knees.
But Scott had felt her touch him more than once, purposefully, and that ate away at what little willpower he had left. Some part of her wanted him, and he was too high to feel guilty for wanting her too.
Marnie looked up as the pillow came off, displaying his tented boxers and the shiny purple head that peeked through the gap.
“Dad! Are you hard?” She was both shocked and thrilled. She hadn’t expected to push him this far, but teasing was about to turn into something much less innocent.
“It’s nothing.” Scott slipped his hand in his boxers, covering himself, adjusting. “It happens all the time during my massages, it just means you’re doing a good job. It has nothing to do with attraction.”
Marnie glanced down at his boxers again and noticed he wasn’t adjusting himself, he was stroking himself.
But she didn’t stop her massage. Flushed and flustered, she rubbed his legs for what felt like years before she let her hands climb his legs and tease the hem of his boxers. She looked up at him, her lower lip caught in her teeth.
Smiling, Scott slowly moved his hand. Once more, that purple head poked through.
Marnie teased his boxers open and slipped his cock out. It stood stiffly at attention just inches from her lips.
“Did mom ever blow you?”
Scott almost choked. “No.”
“Did anybody?”
“Closest I ever got was the shop vac.”
“Well…” Marnie laughed and stroked him gently. “Let me fix that for you.”
Her breath was warm and moist on his cock as she bent over him, flicking her hair back. She teased him with a few light, almost imperceptible kisses, laughing softly when his cock twitched. Then, a playful lick.
“Ok,” he let out a nervous laugh. “I think we’re getting a little too deep here.”
Marnie stroked his hard, fat cock. “I don’t think we’ve gone deep enough.”
“Marnie…” he said, like he wanted her to stop, but he didn’t stop her.
She popped him in her mouth and sucked gently. Her tongue stroked the cleft under the head of his cock, tickled the little slit at the tip.
“Ohh, Marnie.” Scott reached down, his hand tangling in her hair. When she tried to sit up, he held her down. “No, no, no, don’t stop, baby girl. Just a little more.”
“Mmm,” she moaned, eagerly working his shaft with her mouth and her hand.
Scott began to thrust, slow and shallow at first, deeper with every stroke. “Oh god, we shouldn’t be–oh! Oh!”
Before he knew it she was taking his cock down her throat with wet gulps. That was his daughter. Those were his daughter’s full lips stretched around his cock. He was inside her, penetrating her, making her his until she gladly let him empty his hot load deep inside her.
“Oh my god, ohh my god, Marnie…”
She popped off him with a gasping laugh, pushing her hair back and grinning at him. “So how was your first blowjob, daddy?”
“Wow. Baby, it was incredible, but… I can’t believe we just did that, I mean, you’re my–”
“But you liked it,” she interrupted.
“Yes,” he admitted, tugging on himself a little. “I haven’t cum like that in years.”
Marnie tickled the inside of his thigh. “Think you have another in you?”
“I don’t know, but… I could try.”
“No rush. We’ve got tomorrow. And the next day. And the next. All summer.”
“You mean, you want more?” Scott asked in surprise. “You’re not just high?”
“Daddy, why do you think I came home this summer? I had an offer to work up at the school library this summer, but I came home instead.” She gave him a quick kiss. “So we could do exactly this.”
“God, I want to fuck you.”
“Tomorrow.” She rose and started to slide out of bed.
He grabbed her by the wrist. “You’re sleeping here tonight.”
…
She woke with her daddy’s arms around her and a fat, stiff cock pressed against her ass.
“Morning, baby girl,” Scott murmured in her ear, his breath hot, lips soft on her neck. “You weren’t just teasing last night, were you?”
Marnie rolled to look at him. “Daddy, I wouldn’t tease about something like this.” She kissed him, feeling his lips wake to meet hers. “Mm,” she moaned into his mouth, greeting his tongue eagerly with her own.
Their lips glided together, tongues tangling. Scott pulled back long enough to tear Marnie’s clothes off, throwing those tantalizing little shorts across the room before he was on her again. His hands squeezed her breasts, not as large as her mother’s had been, but certainly enough to fill his palms.
Marnie arched into his touch with a loud sound of approval. Encouraged by her obvious pleasure, Scott gave her one last kiss and trailed his hands and lips down her front before he settled between her legs, smiling at his daughter’s perfect pink pussy.
“Mm, baby girl,” he whispered against her lower lips. “Has anyone ever kissed you down here?”
“No.”
Scott looked up, absently stroking the inside of her thigh, infuriatingly close to her pussy. “How far have you gone before?”
“I let a guy finger me once. Gave a few blowjobs. Made out.”
“Are you saying you’re still a virgin?”
“I mean, yeah.”
“You don’t have to lie, honey. You’re not in trouble.”
“Dad, I’m serious. None of the guys I’ve met come close to you.”
Scott raised an eyebrow, smiled, and put his lips on her pussy without further hesitation.
“Mm,” he groaned into her pussy, exploring each fold with his tongue, teasing Marnie, driving her mad before he finally let the tip of his tongue touch her clit.
“Daddy!” Marnie moaned loudly. Her hands clenched in his thick curls, legs tightening around him as he pushed her closer and closer to the end.
And then he stopped.
“No!” Marnie sat up, face flushed, breathless. “Damn it, dad, why did you stop?”
“I’m going to give you a real fuck, Marnie. I want you to cum on your first cock. How does that sound?”
Her expression softened. “All right. Let’s do it.”
“Lie back down,” he said, gently pressing her onto her back, nudging her knees farther open.
She stared up at him with those liquid brown eyes, biting her lip, pussy spread wide, eagerly waiting for his cock. He teased her, rubbing the head of his cock up and down her slit, pressing against her entrance but not penetrating.
“Oh god, daddy.”
“You ready, baby girl?”
Marnie nodded.
Scott bent and kissed her once more, whispering, “Let me know if it hurts. It just means we might have to warm you up a little more.”