Could He Do This Ch 03

To the daughters who love their fathers!

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Doggy style! Daddy, this week I want you to fuck me any way you want, so long as it is a variation of doggy.

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Our first encounter two nights ago was a dream. I had lusted over my father since I was 18. After my marriage failed, I just wanted Dad. I ran home to him, to his arms. I needed to convince him I was not just his daughter, but a passionate, sexy woman.

A woman who could make him happy, as only a woman can.

No matter how I say it, I wanted him to fuck me, his daughter. I had a plan, but I had no confidence I could break down his wall, a wall against incest. Against fucking his daughter. Against fucking me.

I set out to get him to notice me, as a woman. A damned sexy woman.

It helped that I

am

a damned sexy woman! I have a great ass and long legs. Blond hair. A beautiful face. I was a cheerleader in college!

And he can't help but notice my breasts! My girls are my best asset. No sag, perfectly shaped, 36C. And nipples that get large and stiff when I am aroused. I am easily aroused!

Now that I am home, living with Dad, I am almost always aroused! I look at my father and see his rugged face, his amazing physique. His muscles! I swoon when I look at his arms and imagine them wrapped around me, or pulling my hips to plunge his hard cock into me.

I am always wet around him!

That first night, following our first date, when I texted him and all but told him he could fuck me if he wanted to, I was getting ready, just in case.

I undressed completely. I put on a white thong, hoping he would ask for me to come. I looked in the mirror and added a redder lipstick. As an afterthought, I touched the lipstick lightly on my nipples, just to darken them a little.

I added some perfume behind my ears, under my breasts, on my landing strip, behind my knees. A touch near my ass.

I was shaking. Hoping.

My phone buzzed. I was shaking so much I struggled to unlock the phone. I read his reply. He invited me to come to him!

My heart was pounding!

I put on my white gown. Studied myself in the mirror. I ran into the bathroom and brushed my teeth again.

One last check in the mirror. I walked to his room and knocked.

He promised to "mercilessly" make me cum! It was astounding! I have never been so thoroughly fucked! I came repeatedly, hardly a pause before he drove me over that cliff again, turning my whole body into a screaming mass of nerve endings.

I was on fire. Gasping for air. He entered me! Never before have I been so ready for the invasion of my pussy by a hot, hard cock! Dad filled me, teased me, thrust powerfully into me. He manhandled me, fucked me and used me. Just as I hoped he would.

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The next night we made love again. It was less urgent, sweeter, but just as passionate. I was just as overwhelmed by him. By his power, his raw strength, by his hard cock. I was utterly spent when he finished. No strength.

Dad is so sweet to me! After ravishing me each night, he tenderly tucked me in bed, got in bed next to me, and held me in his strong arms. I have never slept so well.

The hell I went through in my marriage was worth it. It led me to Dad's bed. To enjoy his cock. The very cock that planted his seed in my mother, almost 26 years ago. The seed that resulted in my birth. Now he was fucking my pussy!

I couldn't get enough!

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I was thinking about our first two nights when it hit me: a theme each week. A style of fucking. A challenge for him to ravish me differently each week.

I left a message on his work phone:

Doggy style! Daddy this week I want you to fuck me any way you want, so long as it is a variation of doggy. Starting tonight. I will be ready for you to manhandle me, dominate me, and make me cum mercilessly! I will be in your bed, waiting for you.

I chose black. Sinful, dark, sexy.

A black garter belt and black stockings. A sheer panty that ties at the sides. Sheer enough he will see my pussy lips. A sheer bra with sexy cutouts, strategically placed to almost, but not quite, uncover my nipples. Oh, he'll see my nipples. I picked a bra that guarantees that! Of course they will be stiff, thinking of Dad does that!

I was ready an hour before he usually came home, just in case. The bed was ready. All I had to do was listen for the garage door to open. I would run to his bed and get in, on top of the covers.

I was so anxious for him to come home. Come to me. To begin his assault on me. To use me!

Finally, I heard the garage door! I had a sudden impression of his scent. I remembered how his cock tasted last night. How he roared as his cum shot to the back of my throat. How long it took the spasms of his cock to end. I could taste his cum, just as I did last night when I swallowed his load.

I heard him walking down the hall. I was waiting. I had carefully spread my hair over the pillow. I knew how alluring I looked.

Not that it mattered. Dad would still ravish me, leave me weak, leaking his cum.

He stood in the doorway, looking at me. Smiling.

"Kim."

I stood and slowly walked to him, making sure he got a long look at my breasts, my pussy, my legs.

I slipped his suitcoat off his shoulders onto the floor. His tie was next, then his shirt.

I dropped to my knees. His belt and pants. His shoes and socks. All gone.

I looked up into his eyes as I rubbed his hard cock through his boxers. I slid my hand inside a leg and held it. Hot. Hard.

His boxers were gone. My father stood naked above me, his cock near my face. In my hand. Stroking it. Still looking into his eyes.

I held his cock and slowly opened my mouth, hot breath on it. My tongue touched it. Licked. I moaned.

I sucked on his head. He groaned. His hands were on my head. As I looked into his eyes, I sucked his cock to the back of my throat. I couldn't help it! I closed my eyes, savoring the heat, the hardness.

I stroked his cock with my lips, my tongue, both hands. He was moaning. I wanted his cum!

He had other ideas. They were my ideas. After all, there was my voice message. He knew what I wanted.

He reached down and pulled me to my feet. He looked into my eyes. Kissed me. I am so wet!

Dad pulled my gown down over my shoulders. Slowly. Stopping just below my breasts. He gently cupped my breasts with his hands. Rubbed them. Squeezed them. Wetter now!

He bent and took a nipple in his mouth, through my bra. My hand was on the back of his head, pulling him closer to my nipple. Wanting.

He removed my bra, exposing my breasts to him. He bit that same nipple. Gently. Then he bit the other. I gasped. Still holding his head. This was so good!

My gown was now at my hips. He moved it lower, and it pooled at my feet. I stepped out of it.

Dad knelt at my feet. He pushed his mouth against the panty covering my pussy. He licked. His hands were on my hips. He untied both sides and pulled my panty away. He licked again.

I cried out, suddenly swamped by the pleasure of his tongue on my pink flesh.

He stood. I cried out as he left my pussy wanting more.

"Get on the bed, Kim. On your hands and knees. Present your pussy to me."

I assumed my dutiful position, waiting to be mounted. By my father!

By my father. That thought was enough to make me shiver in eager anticipation. I knew how powerfully he would take me, dominate me, pleasure me. How relentless he would be!

I waited.

I felt him get on the bed and slowly make his way to my ass. On his knees.

His hot cock touched my ass! It sought for my pussy lips, for the fluids there. Lubrication for his entry. He slid his cock slowly back and forth. Teasing me. Stoking my anticipation, my desire.

"Daddy, I want you!"

His hand softly stroked up and down my back. He caressed my ass. A finger entered me.

I gasped. My eyes were closed, my head down. Waiting to be mercilessly fucked.

I imagined Dad now, holding his cock. Aiming it. Guiding it.

I felt it touch my pussy! He pulled up on his cock, seeking my entry. There! He pushed and entered me all the way. His balls slapped my pussy.

I screamed.

Dad put his hand on my back and slowly pulled out of me. Then he entered me again and powerfully sought my depths again.

I screamed again.

He found a rhythm. His cock caressed my cunt. Rubbed it. Thrilled it.

Dad's hands went to my hips. He pulled and thrust forward.

So deep! I whimpered with each deep thrust.

He pulled my hips. Using them to gain additional force as his hips pushed forward.

I was in heaven!

"Daddy, this is so good! You are amazing!"

"I love you, Kim. Are you ready?"

"Yes, Daddy."

He increased his speed. He was pounding me now.

"I'm so close, Daddy!"

He slowed for a moment, reached for my breast and squeezed my nipple. His other hand found my clit and rubbed it. After a few seconds, I heard him spit on something, His hand? A finger?

His thumb! It was pushing on my asshole. Insistently. It wanted in. He pushed harder and it popped through.

I screamed yet again!

He put his other hand on my shoulder and used that to pull me onto his cock as he thrust forward.

My orgasm washed over me. A flood of feelings, overwhelming me. I dropped to my elbows, unable to hold myself up.

His powerful thrusts were mercilessly driving me to another climax, but he came first, shoving himself deeper than ever as he groaned.

I felt the heat of his cum. I came again as he pulsed inside me. I lost count of the pulses, but finally he was spent. He pulled his thumb out of my ass. I whimpered.

He fell on my back, and I collapsed under his weight. His cock still buried in me.

"Daddy, stay inside me as long as you can. You feel so good!"

After several minutes, we were both breathing normally again. He slipped out of me and rolled to my side as his arm went around me and pulled me next to him.

I felt so wonderful. So filled. I was leaking, making a puddle.

Dad was making lazy designs on my back.

After a minute, I pushed him onto his back and went down on him. I used my tongue to lick him clean, then to get him hard again.

I came back up to his side and whispered in his ear.

"I was hoping you might have another way to fuck me tonight. Another variation on doggy."

Dad smiled, took my hand, and pulled me off the bed, onto my feet. I was still clad only in my garter belt and stockings.

Dad dragged me over to the outside door, to the balcony. It was a warm evening. We stood on the balcony and kissed. Long and hard and deep and wet.

When the kiss ended, Dad turned me to the outside wall of the house.

"Put your hands on the wall. Move your feet back a little and stick out your ass.

"Now spread your feet and legs apart."

He knelt and kissed my ass cheeks. He licked my asshole, making me whimper.

He stood and shoved his cock partway into my pussy. He rubbed it in and out a few times for lubrication and then slowly thrust all the way into me.

"Oh, Daddy!"

He started thrusting. There were no preliminaries. He was going to fuck me quickly and deeply. He was already pounding me.

I was crying out with each impact of his cock. He covered my mouth.

"Shhh, don't wake the neighbors."

His other arm was around my body. He used it to pull as he thrust.

I was ramping up quickly.

His hand went up to my breast and caressed it. Squeezed it. Held a nipple firmly.

I came again! Moaning.

Now he pounded, then shoved his cock deep, lifting me onto my tiptoes, crushing me against the house. Filling me again with his seed.

We stood, frozen in place and time.

Finally, Dad relaxed, put his arms around me and guided me to the bathroom. He gently cleaned me with a washcloth. He mopped up all the cum on my legs, all that was draining from me.

Then he kissed me.

"I love you, Kim. With all my heart. I am yours, and you are mine."

"I love you, too, Dad. Thank you for tonight!"

Dad led me by my hand, picked me up and placed me in bed. He got in beside me, put his arms around me, and kissed me.

"Daddy, I hope you already know what you want to do to me tomorrow night!"