At Her Dad's Office

Nicole had turned twenty last May. She had long, straight brown hair that fell elegantly over her shoulders and back. Her light brown eyes held an innocent look mixed with a hidden cleverness. She liked wearing light clothing; a blouse and tight-fitting pants. That was how she was dressed when she arrived at a small commercial building on a wide avenue in Madison. She entered through the glass door and announced herself to the receptionist.

"Hi, Lynn. Tell my father I'm here please."

"In a minute, Miss Nachtnebel", a middle-aged woman in formal white clothing called on the intercom. Lynn announced Nicole Nachtnebel struggling to pronounce her German last name properly, and then told the girl she could go up. Nicole smiled and walked up to the last elevator. It ascended to the fifth floor, and she stepped out, walking down a long corridor. She entered a spacious office with a large desk piled high with papers and a picture frame displaying a photo of herself smiling.

"Hi, Dad. How have you been?" Nicole greeted a tall man who was sitting at the large desk and checking some papers. She did not sit down on the chair in front of her father's desk, but on a large blue cushion at the back of the room.

"You want to know how I've been, Nicole," he cleared his throat. "I am upset because I've just gotten your credit card bill!"

Nicole glanced at her father, nonchalantly and yawned.

"Sweetheart, you've spent

more

than seven

thousand

dollars!" The man announced angrily." Now, do you think I have a money tree growing in our backyard?"

"You're talking exactly like Fiona, Dad. That

horrible

woman says the same thing over and over again!"

"What do you mean?"

"She claims that I'm a spender all the time! You didn't complain about my spending before you met that witch!"

"Can you please show some respect for my wife?"

"I would if

your wife

showed some respect for

your daughter!

" Nicole put her hands on her hips and scoffed. "That stupid woman keeps filling your head with

crap

because she doesn't want me spending your money, which she thinks is hers!"

"You know that my money belongs to Fiona, too, darling," the man replied.

"It might belong to her, though it's mostly

our

money, Dad. That woman shouldn't stick her nose in it. You're the only one allowed to tell me how much I can spend."

"Yes, and it's me who's saying that you shouldn't have spent too much money!"

"Wrong,

papa!

" Nicole cried and crossed her arms. "That

damn

woman's got you acting like this, and you just think it's your own decision."

"Listen, Nick. I..."

"

Shut up

and listen to me, Dad! I don't understand why the hell you've got to be so devoted to that

bitch

when you're the one who keeps saying she's a lousy lover. I mean, you've been going on about how she's not even

satisfying

you!"

"It's true, but I should never have mentioned that with you. I beg you not to bring up this topic again."

"Oh, but I have to." Nicole came closer to her father and hugged him. "You're my Dad, and I worry about you. I want you to be happy and healthy, but that so-called woman doesn't give a

shit

about what you want!"

"Fiona may not be good in bed, but we share a lot of things, and I love her." The man pulled away from his daughter, and she moved closer to him again:

"I know you love that whore, but why are you avoiding my hug, Dad? Am I stinking?"

"Oh, please, Nick. Your perfume is just fabulous, and you know that's exactly why I am... Forget it."

"Ah-ah. I knew it!" Nicole ran towards her father and hugged him once more. "You haven't forgotten those days, no matter how hard you try to stay away from me!"

"Stop it, honey. You're my daughter and have a boyfriend now."

"I do, and you always say Norbert is lousy!"

"He is

awful

, and you deserve someone better, but I respect your choice."

"You know, Dad. The reason I am dating Norbert is because he's kind, handsome, and many girls would die for him, but I don't feel

one hundred per cent

attracted to that guy. He's fine. But you can't compare his

size

with yours!"

Harold was suddenly aroused by the sound of his daughter's extremely seductive voice, especially the way she said the word

size.

Her hands on his shoulders and chest were killing him.

"You'd better go, Nick."

"When you send me away, it's a sign that you've given in, Dad." Nicole let out a triumphant laugh. She knelt down in front of the man and unzipped his black pants. She put her hand on his blue underwear and pulled his member out. "Wow, Dad! Look at that!"

The girl smiled at the huge, hard cock with a majestic red head that was glowing just for her! His big prick throbbed when the man admired his daughter's beautiful face, her red lips close to his cock. It felt wonderful but so wrong at the same time.

"I don't think we should do it again, Nick."

"Are you kidding me? Your tool is begging for my mouth. How can you be so

mean

and let it down, Dad?"

"Because my cock's head doesn't think straight like my upper head!"

"So you think you got two heads, Dad!? I guess your lower head knows better. If your upper head doesn't want me, though, I'll just give your cock a little kiss." Nicole said and pressed her lips on his cockhead. Her father panted. She kissed it again. "Thanks, boy. I know you want more than a kiss, but your

bad master,

that happens to be my dad

,

told me to leave now. I'm so sorry!"

Nicole caressed her father's shaft gently and could feel he was horny. The girl loved the way she could control him:

"Bye", she whispered in a soft, feminine voice, and her Dad gave in:

"You know you're not going anywhere, don't you, Nicole?"

"I know I am not, Dad. Just don't pretend you have decided that!" Nicole giggled; she moved her face toward his cock, and her soft lips touched the shaft and the head. She licked it and blew the tip of it. Nicole sucked Harold's cock moving her head up and down while the man saw her red lips wrapped around his prick; he felt her warm wetness on his cock.

"No woman has ever sucked my dick the way you do, Nick!"

"Hmmm!" Nicole licked the cockhead and then stuck it into her mouth slurping it. "You've told me that a thousand times, Dad! Can't you come up with new things?" She mumbled and licked her father's shaft, moved up to the cockhead again and put it in her mouth moving her tongue on the fragile glans. Harold felt a quiet ecstasy ripple through him, as delicious as honey when, all of a sudden, Nicole's mouth abandoned his cock.

"I forgot that we're not done with the credit card matter, Dad".

"Please. Let's talk about it later, and just finish what you've started, okay?"

"No, Dad. I really think you want to wrap up this credit card matter right now!"

"I'd rather you

wrap

your lips around my cock!"

"Don't be silly, Dad," Nicole whispered stroking his cock with her fingers. "I mean, what have you decided about my credit card and Fiona?"

Harold saw Nicole's tongue coming close to his cockhead, but then she lifted her face and stuck her tongue out at him as if she was angry.

"You win. I'll talk to your stepmother and explain to her that I make a lot of money because I want my daughter to have access to as much dough as she needs!"

The girl smiled near his cock, and her face was so beautiful and sweet:

"Now you're talking, Dad." She leaned in and kissed the tip of the cock, her tongue darting out to taste her Dad's pre-cum, but there was not much, unfortunately. Harold grunted in pleasure, though, and he felt his daughter's hand wrap around his cock, her strokes were firm and delicious. He loved feeling his daughter's soft hands around his cock. She stuck her tongue out again and it touched the fragile cockhead. Nicole's tongue licked where the shaft met the glans, and she moaned:

"You know why I'm

only

kissing and licking your tool, Dad?" She declared as her tongue worked as hard as it could. "Cos I can barely fit your big cock in my mouth!"

Her father moaned at her dirty talk and at how her saliva felt around his glans.

"Well, I said I can barely fit your huge dick in my mouth, Dad," Nicole went on with tiny teasing kisses all over the shaft. "But I'll try hard even if I gag. Do you know why, Dad?" She giggled. "Cos I love feeling your hard cock in my mouth!"

"What are you waiting for?" Her father urged her.

"I'm looking forward to wrapping my mouth around your cock. Do you let me, Dad?"

"It's all wrong, but I-I let you." Harold stumbled as he saw his daughter's red lips near his cock, the glans wet with her sweet saliva.

"Are you sure that's what you want, Dad? Do you really let me suck your cock even if you're my father?"

"I do, after I bump up your credit card limit, sweetheart!"

"My mouth is all yours, Dad," she purred and sank her lips into her father's penis, sucking it greedily. He moaned closing his eyes. It was too intensely delicious. Nicole's mouth sipped around the head of her Dad's huge member, making slurping noises. She stopped a bit to breathe:

"I want to taste your cum so badly, Dad. Why are you taking so long to give me your seed?"

"I'm almost there!" He mumbled and pressed his eyes shut

"I hope so. I want you to shoot your entire load into my mouth, Daddy!" She grabbed the thick penis and jerked her father off giving him an intense handjob.

"Oh, yeah!"

He groaned and came. Nicole opened her mouth. First, her father shot his cum on her nose, then a bit of jizz hit her chin and forehead, and she closed her eyes. Harold pointed his cock to her mouth and ejaculated the rest of his sperm onto her tongue. Nicole opened her mouth wide to show her tongue with the white jizz lingering on it, then closed and swallowed the cum. When she opened her mouth again, her tongue was as clean as whistle, and Harold nodded:

"That was awesome, sweetie. Thanks!"

"Yes, Dad. Super!" Nicole wrapped her lips on the tip of the cockhead to absorb the rest of cum that was left there and slurped it. "I love when you feed me, papa." The girl took more sperm off her nose and chin with her fingers, and put them into her mouth to get some more cum. Then she rose and walked to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror, her face with her own father's sperm and felt proud of herself. She washed her face off and checked if there was no cum on her long brown hair.

"I wish my boyfriend would kiss me now so he could

taste

your cum in my mouth, Dad," Nicole murmured as she returned to the center of the room.

"He wouldn't be happy with that," her father said and laughed.

"It's just a thought, Dad. I would never do that even if..."

"Even if...?"

"Nothing," she said and thought,

even if I fantasize about myself at the same time with your cock and his in my mouth!

"I gotta go now," she said out loud. "Bye, Dad."

"Bye, Nick... and... Thanks again."

"Any time, Dad. Next time, I'll try a deep throat on your lollipop!"

"I don't think we should do it again, sweetie. I hope you'll understand."

"I'm not sure whether I understand a man who turns down a blowjob from a gorgeous girl like me!" Nicole bragged as if she was low-key offended and left the room. Harold sat on his chair. He felt happy to be sexually relieved, but he went on thinking of right and wrong and cheating on poor Fiona.

At night, Nicole overheard her father standing for her when he told her stepmother that her daughter deserved all the best and that was why he worked so hard.

"Your daughter's always going to be that spoiled little brat if you keep doing everything for her!" Fiona screamed and slammed the door.

Nicole felt pissed off at that awful woman. She pondered she wanted much more than just her Dad's dick in her mouth. She wanted him to

fuck her.

Of course, she knew her father was all hard to convince with his whole puritan

don't touch me, we shouldn't do this

vibe, but she knew she could figure out a way to seduce him.

To Be Continued