*All characters are eighteen or above.*
Tonya was sitting at the dining table with books and notebooks spread out in front of her, studying. She was in her second year at a local community college and was working on making good grades so she could transfer to a really good four-year college. Her last exams for the year were coming up the next day, and she was pouring over every subject, determined to do well so she could get into her first choice college. She had a pair of earbuds in, listening to music as she worked. She was wearing a cropped, spaghetti strap tank top without a bra, and the shape of her nipples was clearly defined in the thin, grey material. Her long, dark brown hair was loose, and she was keeping her head lowered toward her books while her father, Larry, sat across from her with paperwork of his own spread in front of him. But Larry was paying more attention to his busty, twenty-year-old daughter than the work he was trying to catch up on.
Tonya had always been a pretty girl, and was also bright and dedicated to her studies. Sheâd also become much more of a daddyâs girl since her mother left them a couple of years ago. Larry loved his daughter more than anyone, and it wasnât long after his ex left that he realized he was much happier with just the two of them in the house together. But now, with a beautifully shaped pair of D cup tits and a body that was curvy yet without being especially thick, Tonya was making him think he should have spent more time pursuing new relationships rather than devoting his whole life to her.
It wasnât right to be looking at her the way he was, gazing at the way her lush tits wobbled and mashed together within her revealing top. Going without a bra was something she only did at home. In fact, the top she was wearing now was one her father had never seen her leave the house in. She was much more relaxed at home, and a couple of times heâd overheard her tell her friend, Rachel, that she hated the way guys her age acted around her, especially if she happened to be wearing anything that showed off her tits. It was practically impossible to find clothing to downplay her natural attributes.
He knew it couldnât be easy for her being so much curvier than any of her friends, and most of her friendsâ mothers, for that matter.
Larry found himself staring when she leaned forward a little more and ended up pressing her full melons against the table, mashing them onto the surface and causing her flesh to billow up over the low- cut top. His throat went dry and his cock started to buzz with warm tingling as he looked at his daughterâs remarkable orbs and thought about touching them.
Her skin looked so smooth and her ripe mounds so shapely and impossibly firm, especially considering their size. Not that it was anything the girlâs father should have been paying attention to, but if anyone had ever asked him where were the most amazingly luscious tits heâd ever seen, the answer would be right there at home with his only daughter. But that was a question heâd never answer. It seemed impossible to admit even to himself, yet now he couldnât resist imagining cupping them in his hands, squeezing and massaging them until her nipples were swollen and stiff. Then he imagined sucking each of those precious nubs into his mouth and hearing his baby girlâs sighs of passion and pleasure.
Before he knew it was happening, Larryâs cock was aching and hard as an iron rod pushing against the confines of his pants. A glance at Tonyaâs pretty face confirmed that her attention was on her books and papers. He snuck his hand under the table and gave his rigid shaft a few squeezes. It was a crazy thing to do, but he couldnât control the enormous wave of love and desire he felt for his precious daughter. She was just too sweet and had too smooth and sensuous a body to ignore, even for her own father.
Larry started to think he should just slip away to the bathroom and stroke out a load, but it seemed like such an outrageous idea. It wouldnât be the first time heâd ever masturbated to fantasies of his daughter, but heâd never done it while she was right there in the house. Yet heâd never had such a stunning view of her succulent tits before, either. It wasnât as if she never wore revealing outfits around the house, but they were right there in front of him now, mashing into the tabletop and nearly popping out the top of her tank.
Even though Tonya had her face buried in her studies, Larry didnât know how she could not be aware of the way her tits were on display. Maybe she thought he was as focused on his work as she was on hers. But he wasnât. That just seemed impossible. The girlâs full, round globes were barely more than half covered and looming in front of him just beyond armâs reach. Larry squeezed his cock under the table again. He was hard as a rock now, and it was forming an unmistakable bulge against his pants. His secretive squeezing was only making it worse.
After a few more minutes of indecision, which also bought a few more minutes of staring longingly at his daughterâs fabulous tits and sneaking feels of his cock under the table, Larry finally decided to go jerk off. Then he might be able to concentrate on his documents. He got up and made a fast turn toward the downstairs hallway bathroom before Tonya had a chance to catch sight of the rigid bulge in the front of his pants. With any luck, the sound in her earbuds would keep her from noticing he was even gone.
Larry quietly shut himself into the bathroom and locked the door. It came as a massive relief to unzip his pants and pull his painfully swollen cock out. Standing in front of the sink, he pushed his pants and briefs down past his balls and took his rod into his fist with a muted sigh of relief. It was hard to believe he was actually stroking his hard dick with his daughter right in the other room. He forced himself to muffle his moans, since otherwise Tonya would easily hear him if she took her earbuds out.
It felt so wrong to be stroking his fat, hard cock to his own daughter while she was no more than a few paces away, but at the same time it was making his cock throb even harder. He felt his whole body tingle with pleasure as he quietly stroked his aroused shaft and thought of Tonya just as she looked now, sitting at the dining table with her big, beautiful tits mashed against the table. Larry couldnât imagine anything more perfect or smooth. He wondered if they felt as silky and firm as they looked and imagined having them in his hands, her nipples swelling to hardness as he played with them.
Opening his eyes for a moment, Larry noticed the bottle of scented skin lotion Tonya liked. He took a moment to squirt some onto his hand and started stroking his cock again. Now his fist was gliding slick and free along his aching rod. His cock swelled even fuller at the idea that the same lotion his baby girl rubbed on her flawless skin was now lubing his eager strokes. He imagined her rubbing the lotion over her ripe, young body after a bath, paying special attention to her glorious tits, smearing them with cream until her pink nipples were thick and hard.
Larryâs cock was almost painfully hard now, and the scent of his daughterâs lotion rose to his head and inspired him to even more vivid visions of the girlâs sweet body. Heâd seen his daughter in a bikini enough times to have a very good idea of what she looked like naked, but he was dying to see the final details with his own eyes -- her thick nipples and pouty pussy. With these images of her in his mind coupled with the scent of her lotion, it was the most realistic fantasy heâd had of her yet. He could see her sitting in front of him now, sensuously rubbing that cream over her fully exposed melons, teasingly toying with her swollen nipples as she looked up at him with smoldering eyes pleading for daddyâs love.
Larry started to gasp for breath as his cock throbbed with pulsing heat. His fist gripped hard and pumped fast, jacking the whole length of his shaft with long strokes. He finally grunted, feeling his knees wobble while cum burst from the head of his rod and spattered the sink.
After taking a minute to catch his breath, he rinsed his cum down the drain and cleaned up his cock with a wet face cloth. He pulled his pants and briefs back up and zipped, then was back in the dining room a moment later with his mind feeling clearer and able to focus on his work instead of his teenaged daughterâs distracting tits.
But when Larry sat back down at the table, Tonya looked up from her work and took out her earbuds. Then she raised her arms and arched her back as she took a long stretch, pushing her braless boobs against her scant top, stretching the thin material across her rigid nipples. The relief Larry thought he had after his secret session in the bathroom was all but forgotten as he watched Tonya move. When she came out of her stretch she returned her fatherâs attentive gaze.
âWhereâd you go?â she asked. âI looked up and you were gone.â
âJust to the bathroom,â he explained vaguely.
âReally?â She seemed skeptical.
âYeah, why?â
âJust that you were gone kind of a long time.â
âWell, you were so focused on your work I didnât think youâd notice.â
âOf course I noticed,â she protested.
âMiss me?â her father teased with a smile.
âTerribly,â she smiled back.
âWell a guy has to go to the bathroom sometimes,â Larry chuckled.
âHmm, sure.â
The look on Tonyaâs face, along with her tone of voice, made Larry wonder if she suspected what heâd been doing. She was right about how long heâd left the table, but he decided that was only paranoia from the guilt of his little indiscretion.
âHowâs the work going?â he asked, trying to deflect.
âOkay, except I think Iâm starting to see double.â