"Hi, dad," greeted Ashton with a smile. She was snacking on some grapes in the kitchen while flipping through a magazine as her dad came strolling down the hallway finally home from work.
Henry set down his briefcase before giving his daughter a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Hey sweetheart," he said in the process of the hug. "What are you doing?"
"Just taking a break from my homework. No dance today," replied Ashton. She knew from her father's look that he was thinking she should be at class.
"Where's your mother?" asked Henry.
"She went to watch Anthony's game," Ashton answered, her eyes back on the magazine in front of her.
That's right recalled Henry. His son had another game this evening and he was missing it. Oh well, he couldn't make them all and his wife was there in his stead, showing Anthony the support he deserved. He'd make the next one. Enough about that he thought, it's time for a work out.
"Ashton," Henry called as he neared the stairs, "Do you want to come to the gym with your father?"
"Yeah, sure. Are you leaving right now?"
"In five minutes," Henry replied. "I just need to take off this suit and grab my bag. Meet you down here?"
"Perfect," Ashton called back as she dipped downstairs to put on her workout attire.
******
Nearly two hours later, father and daughter were leaving the workout facility side by side, their gym bags slung over their shoulders. Both bodies were slick with sweat. Ashton had her hair pulled up in a bun with a thin purple head band creating a halo and keeping it all in place. Henry's hair was a little damp but otherwise short and neat. His muscles (he performed a back and arm workout) were taut and full of blood.
So was his temper. While they were working out for the past hour and a half, Henry noticed every man in the facility leering at his daughter. A couple even attempted -- to no avail -- conversations with Ashton, undoubtedly trying some pathetic pick-up line. It made him so angry. Ashton was barely 18. Still in high school! And these guys were close to twice her age, yet it made little difference to them. It was infuriating.
Henry looked sideways at his daughter. Truth be told, the moment he saw her come up the stairs dressed in her workout attire, he knew this was likely. She was wearing a pair of tight spandex shorts, grey, and a cropped white workout top that clung to her chest yet revealed her toned abdomen. While it wasn't over-the-top promiscuous, it flaunted nearly every asset she had and the shorts left little to the imagination as Ashton's ass jiggled with each step she took. There was no faulting the men in there for their looks of desire. Though, as the protecting father that he was he hated the stares and the attempts to move on her. He spoke up.
"Ash, you can't dress like that when you go to these gyms," stated Henry. "Maybe your high.." was all he managed before his daughter cut him off.
"Dad, I can handle myself," Ashton said firmly. She knew where this conversation was headed and she didn't like that her parents couldn't trust that she could take care of herself. "Besides there isn't an outfit I can wear that isn't going to attract looks. That's just the way it is for me now. This one is pretty tame to be honest."
They were a few steps from the truck and as Ashton finished her last sentence she stopped walking and looked down at herself with her arms spread out as if to say, "What's the problem?" Henry was watching and could only raise an eyebrow and shake his head a little in disagreement. Henry unlocked the car and they climbed in.
"Alright, well just don't be going by yourself," he said as he started the truck.
"Dad, this is your club. I'm only going to come here with you," Ashton responded simply. "When I'm at school, I'm always with one of my friends. It's fine."
"Are you hungry?" Henry asked, looking to move on from the subject, not exactly happy with where it resolved.
"Yup," came Ashton's short response.
"OK, well let's get back to the house and I'll make up a protein shake for us."
Her father's comment made Ashton smile to herself. He certainly was going to give her a protein shake, it was just going to come a little sooner than he thought.
"Actually, I think I'll take mine right now," she said cheekily.
Henry glanced sideways at his daughter with a mixed amount of surprise and appreciation. She was tugging at his pants when he decided to pull the truck over on the shoulder of the main drag leading up to the highway on ramp. He had a better idea.
"Get out of the car and come sit over here," Henry said quickly.
Ashton did as she was told. She was unbuckled and walking around the car in no time while Henry unzipped his fly and pulled his dick out. He was still semi-hard, a state he endured since about the time their workout began. As he pulled his dick out, he moved his seat back to give her room to get in and sit on his lap. He opened his door as Ashton came up and told her to drop her shorts. She did and passed them to him. Henry put them on the console then extended his left hand to help her in as she struggled to settle herself over him without bumping her head on the top of the roof.
"Spread your legs over me... there you go," said Henry. "OK, can you reach the pedals, Ash?"
Ashton gasped as she sat down on her father, taking a full seven inches of his cock deep into her vagina as she did so.
"Oh dad, you're so thick," she said lustily, still ignoring her father's question.
"Can you reach the pedals, Ash?" her father repeated.
Ashton took her hands off of her father's legs and placed them on the steering wheel then reached for the pedals with her right foot. She felt the brake with the tip of her foot. She scooted forward a little on her father and a few inches of his cock slipped out of her.
"I can but it's a bit of a reach," she said. "Can you scoot us forward a little?"
Henry did, moving the seat forward a couple of inches while Ashton raised the steering wheel so it wasn't tight to her legs. Her head was just beneath the roof of the truck so she would have to incline it a few degrees to allow herself to slide up and down the way she wanted.
"Are you situated now?" asked Henry. Ashton was sitting on top of him, his cock buried in her nude vagina while he leaned back in the driver seat just far enough so there was enough room for Ashton to be comfortable and his side profile would be obstructed from view by the door seam.
In response, Ashton wiggled her butt on her dad's lap, then pulled the truck out of park and got back on the road, checking both ways before accelerating towards the highway and the road back home.
Henry watched as his daughter's gorgeous ass moved forward and back on his cock, getting him harder and harder as they neared home. He put his hands on the ass that teased him all evening, giving his daughter some support.
"This is nice," Henry said, thinking aloud. It really was to him. Just father and daughter again, seated together. "I miss holding you on my lap, Ash. Do you remember those times?"
Ashton was focused on the road and maintaining a neutral face determined not to give them away if any eyes turned her way. Besides, it would not do to crash the truck. That would cause more problems than either of them wanted, least of which having to explain a damaged truck to her mom. All the while she kept a steady rhythm going forward and back on her dad's cock. She felt her dad getting harder inside her and gasped. Fuck, he filled her up! It made Ashton feel so good, to know not only that she was loved, but that she could make her dad happy too. That's when he spoke to her about how nice this moment was and recalled her childhood; times when she would sit on her father's lap and watch TV.
"I do. I always loved when you held me," Ashton replied, reminiscing a little.
Henry moved one hand up his daughter's torso, reaching her neck where he lightly caressed her. She meant everything to him. All he wanted to do was protect her and provide a good life for her.
They came to a light as they pulled off the highway. Only a few more miles left on the trip home. Ashton put the car in park as they waited for the light to turn and began riding her dad's cock with more fervor.
"Oh dad!" Ashton screamed out, "You're so hard for me."
Henry continued to just lay back in the reclined seat, allowing Ashton to work as she pleased. She was bouncing her gorgeous young booty up and down on his pole with her hands braced against the roof of the car. She was milking his dick for all that it was worth and finally he was getting close.
There was a honk behind them and Ashton looked ahead. The light changed to green perhaps some time ago. She slid a little forward, making contact with the brake and slid the truck into drive. They lurched forward again and her butt took in more of her father as she leaned forward. Fuck, what bad timing, she thought. She was so close to reaching climax. She knew they were getting close to their house so she had to think. She wanted both to reach orgasm and swallow her father's load before they arrived back. She decided to pull off the road about a half mile from the house. There was a closed up old bank that always had a deserted parking lot and she drove around to the obscured side. No passers would be able to see them without driving directly to the back where they were. She parked and turned off the car. Now she was free to get what she wanted.
Picking herself up off her father's lap, Ashton opened the door and piled out. She locked eyes with her dad and began a sexy little dance dropping her hips low, turning and shaking her body so that her back now faced Henry's gaze. Ashton placed her hands on the open car door for support and continued to move seductively. It was a spontaneous bit of fun for the 18-year-old who knew how much it turned her father on.
After about 10 seconds of that, she beckoned for her father to come outside with her. She then strode over to the front of the truck and bent over the hood presenting her ass to her father. She knew he would know what to do from there.
"You weren't quite ready to go home, huh?" Henry said with a little smirk as he came around the front of the truck.
"No, dad," replied Ashton. "I haven't had my fill."
"Oh, you want your fill?" Henry stated with a raised eyebrow. He didn't wait for her response, she just stood there, bent over the hood waiting for him. Henry's cock was rock hard and pointing towards his target, his daughter's gorgeous pussy fold which was splayed out before him like a plum on a low-hanging branch. He stepped forward and plucked it with his cock, spreading her out as he pushed forward inch by inch.
