She was in the shower when her mom & Danny left.
Spend a day at the planetarium? With her little brother? Really? Was her mother insane?
Michelle could think of a thousand better ways to spend the day. She sat on the floor of the shower, legs spread, with the shower nozzle held close to her pussy. She had the water set on pulse and was striking her legs in a steady rhythm, first hard and then soft, starting low by her asshole, moving up her slit to her clit and then getting light and then starting at her asshole again. She had once described it as a close second to getting fucked. It just lacked real penetration.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the bathroom door.
"Honey, it's Dad. Can I come in?"
Michelle smiled. "Yes, Daddy."
Curt walked in and let his eyes sweep across his daughter's naked body. She was 21 now, almost 22, and still so very tight. In a lot of ways, even though she was taller and more athletic than her mother ever was, Michelle reminded Curt of his wife when they first met.
His gaze started at her cute feet and wandered up her tan legs. He glanced at the water striking her neatly trimmed pubic hair and lovely cunt as she washed out last night's lover. Her stomach was flat and toned, almost muscular. She had perfect 34C tits with perfect little nipples that got amazingly hard. And her mouth, her pretty mouth and puffy lips, looked designed to give blow jobs.
Curt took his dick out and began to stroke it as Michelle watched. She said nothing, she just stared. She bit her lips and and began to rub her tits as she guided the shower head between her legs.
"She's so much like her mother," Curt thought.
After a minute or so of this Michelle spoke.
"Daddy?"
"Yes, Baby-Girl?"
"I want to taste him. And feel him. In me. Please."
From day one it had been one of their rules, she had to ask for it. She'd never had to ask for it from any other guy (with one exception). The fact that her father teased her and made her ask for what she wanted was one of the things she liked about him.
"Is your bed made?," Curt asked, "with clean sheets?"
"Yes, Daddy." Michelle smiled as she answered. She'd made a point of changing her sheets as soon as she knew mom and Danny were going to be gone for the day.
"Do you promise to do the dishes and vacuum today?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Do you promise to be a Good Girl?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Well then," Curt replied, "I think you deserve a treat."
He put his dick away and held out a hand to help Michelle out of the tub. She stepped out onto the bathmat and he dried her off, running the towel up each leg and lingering and her ass and tits. Michelle could literally feel her pussy start to open up when he pinched her nipples through the terrycloth. It was like there was a connection between her nipples and her pussy.
She was barefoot and naked as he led her by the hand to her room and sat her on her bed. He'd turned the air conditioning on and the cold air made her nipples hard.
He stood in front of her and she opened his pants and pulled them down. He stepped out of them and stood in front of her. She stared at the long, thick, hard, cock in front of her. She held it in her hand.
"Dad might be 50," she thought, "but he can still get it up. And damn he has a nice dick!"
"Can I kiss him, Daddy?" Michelle asked, giving her best doe eyed look.
Curt nodded and Michelle planted a kiss on the head of his cock.
Her freshman year in college Michelle had been assigned a gay guy as a lab partner in Astronomy 101. Many of the labs involved them spending nights together peering through a portable telescope trying to locate celestial objects. Although they never really became friends, they developed a decent relationship and occasionally discussed their non-academic interests.
One night, while they sipped coffee and waited for a break in the clouds, the subject of blowjobs came up. Her lab partner had given plenty and turned out to be a wealth of knowledge and good advice that he freely shared in lessons when they were alone. He was even nice enough to let Michelle practice on his dick, despite that fact that he was gay. He was the only other guy Michelle ever had to ask.
And now she was putting those lessons to good use with her father.
After kissing his head, she kissed his balls. She kissed and sucked his shaft, right at the point when it emerged from his balls. She licked down to the base of his balls, almost to his asshole, and let the balls rub and drag on her nose, face and forehead as she did. She licked up and down the shaft, her tongue pressed hard against the ridge of his piss tube. She flicked his piss slit a few times with her tongue. She took his balls in her mouth, not sucking them, just holding them on her tongue as she stroked the shaft. And then she rubbed her whole face hard against the cock, almost as if she was trying to jerk him off with her face.
Finally Curt had enough. He grabbed a handful of her hair in his left hand and pulled her off the bed to her knees. He used his right hand to aim his cock head at her mouth.
"Daddy's needs to feed his hungry girl," he said.
That meant he planned to cum in her mouth. Michelle gave him the doe eyes again and pouted. "But Daddy, I want to feel him in me," she whined, "I need it, I need it!." She wasn't lying.
"Mommy and your brother won't be home for hours. We'll have plenty of time for that."
Michelle looked up at him and smiled, "Really?" she asked, "I can have both? Promise?"
Curt looked down at his daughter's pretty face. She looked so innocent. In some ways he supposed she was. "I promise, Baby Girl, we'll do both today."
"Ohhhh, thank you, Daddy!" Michelle smiled and clapped her hands like a kid being told she was getting a pony. Although she was hamming it up, it wasn't entirely an act. She loved when he came in her mouth and, if he came now, he would be able to go so much harder and longer when her finally fucked her.
