Dad Daughter Date Ch 02

I stood in front of the mirror naked. Dad's cum was all over me. It must have been a pint of the stuff dripping down my body. I had the taste in my mouth. I wasn't ready to wipe it off yet. I knew I was a little tipsy--but not drunk. The tipsy gave me the courage I guess but now I was questioning myself. I mean what the fuck did I just do? Well, I jerked my father off and then he tit fucked me and came all over me. That's what I did.

My right nipple was dripping with his semen. I slid my hand over it the stuck my finger in my mouth. Yep, it tasted really good. No. It was really fucking delicious. I wasn't into cum. Like I never liked it when Connor came on me or in my mouth. It was degrading and messy. But this was different. I guess it felt personal or something. Connor came on me like and object and this time it was like I did something my Dad needed. Maybe that's what I needed too. To do something he needed me to do for him. I don't know.

I tasted it again. It was good. It was getting sticky and dry now. I pulled my hair back and smiled. His cum was drying on my face now. I liked it. I didn't want to wash it off. I was shaking.

So I cleaned up finally and got in bed. My heart was still pounding. It was time to be honest. I wanted to give him that because so so needed it. But I wasn't expecting to like it so much. I wasn't expecting to want to do it again. I was expecting Dad's cock to be so...perfect. I stopped myself there. So it's not incest if it's just hands and tits. Right? I mean all I was doing was helping him jerk off. That's all. It's not like we were having sex or anything. Right? I am just being a good daughter...no a good friend to my dad. That's all. I mean he may not even remember this, so I need to just put it out of my mind unless he brings it up.

I fell asleep thinking about Dad jerking off all over my face. I wondered if he would like cumming into my open mouth. This was going to be trouble.

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I woke up to some clanging in the kitchen. My head was foggy and it ached a bit. Too much to drink. I rolled to my side and looked toward the bathroom. It came back to me suddenly. I still had some crusty bits on my chest.

A panic ran through me. Dad was up and making breakfast. Did he remember? I was so embarrassed. I pulled the blanket over my head and tried to go back to sleep. But every time I closed my eyes I saw Dad's cock between my tits. He came all over me last night. I mean I knew that he did but waking up the next day was horrifying.

I sat up then went into the bathroom. I peed then stopped in front of the mirror. My hair was a mess. I pulled it back and tried to look presentable. My boobs looked huge this morning. I wasn't wearing a bra and I could see my nipple through the shirt. Definitely not appropriate given the situation. I through on a sports bra then stopped. No that wasn't cute. I went back to my bag and found my lacey bar. It was cuter and less "Hey I am going to the gym." But why did I care? I never used to.

Finally I went out into the kitchen. Dad was making pancakes and he smiled at me. "Good morning beautiful."

"Hey," I said with a smile and sat down at the table.

He looked at me a sipped some coffee.

"Pancakes? Yay!" I said as cute as I could. This was so awkward.

"Yeah," he laughed. "I had a bit too much to drink last night and they sounded good."

I smiled. I don't think he remember anything. Fantastic.

"How did you sleep?" he asked.

"Like a baby," I lied.

"Good," he nodded and went back to the pancakes and his coffee.

Ok we can go back to normal. I smiled when he set a coffee next to me. Breakfast went on from there pretty quiet. He made small talk and I loosened up. By the end I had nearly forgotten what had happened the night before. That was until he said...

"Honey," he was across the table and looking right at me. "I...um...so I woke up kind of..." he sighed,"...can you help me?" He pushed away from the table a bit.

"Are you ok?" I asked in a little panic.

"Yeah, I mean no, I am...well...rock hard," he said sheepishly.

All the blood ran out of my head and straight to my clit. "Um, yeah Dad of course." I heard myself say.

"Whew," he sighed loudly. "I was worried you didn't remember last night."

"I remember Daddy," I replied and I walked around the table. So I guess this was happening again. My heart pounded when I got close to him. "So...let me get some lotion."

"No," he blurted. "Your hands are so soft. I was hoping you could just use your hands with no lotion."

"Um ok," I said. I stood in front of him. Dad sat with his legs open in front of me. He quickly slid down his sweat pants and suddenly his big dick popped up to greet me.

"See," he laughed awkwardly, "I woke up like this. I usually do."

I grabbed his dick with my right hand. "Everyday?" I asked. It felt really good in my hand.

"Yeah," he said with a breath as I started to jerk him off.

"Poor guy," I said. "Let's empty this guy out."

He swallowed hard and leaned back.

I gripped his big dick and slowly jerked it. All the way up and all the way down. It was bigger than I remembered and it was beautiful. I got down close to it and started working on it with both hands. Somehow it seemed to get bigger and harder. I began jerking it faster with both hands and staring at it. The tip of his penis was perfect. I looked up at Dad and our eyes met.

"That feels so good," he said.

I smiled at him and I slid one hand down to his balls. "Lot's still in there?" I laughed.

"Yes," he replied more seriously.

I cupped his balls and jerked his rock hard cock. I started jerking faster and faster.

"Ahh..." he said as he leaned forward and put his hand on my shoulder.

His touch was nice and firm. He held me as I jerked him as fast as I could. His dick was getting darker and he was breathing really heavy. I kept going and his other hand was on my waste. He held me tightly.

All it took then was, "Cum for me Daddy."

"Gah!" he called out and suddenly a huge spurt shot out all over my tank top. I wasn't sure what to do so I kept jerking as fast as I could as more came out in solid spurts. He gripped my shoulder and waist tightly as he came, bucking his hips with my hand. It was all over my arm, hand and chest when he was done.

"Thank you," he said breathing heavily.

I looked into his eyes and smiled. He needed this so badly. For the first time since I could remember he looked relaxed. I let go of his cock and subconsciously put my finger in my mouth. It was covered in his semen.

"Oh wow," he said. "That is gorgeous."

I realized suddenly what I had done and realized that he liked it. I did too. The stuff was delicious. I licked my finger and hand then giggled. "You mean this?" I asked rhetorically as i licked a big goop off my hand.

"Y-yes," he replied.

"Tastes really good to me, Dad."

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Dad was in the shower and I was on the couch watching nothing on TV. I couldn't stop thinking about it. I texted a few friends to get it off my mind but no one got back to me. That wasn't helping. The truth was I didn't want to be distracted. What I wanted to do was go into Dad's bathroom and see if he needed help again. I loved it.

I stood up, sighed and just decided I had waited long enough. I walked into his bedroom and straight to the bathroom. Dad was naked in the shower. He was washing his hair and his back was to me. I took off my top and decided to just get naked. It was easier than getting all wet. I got in the shower with him and slid my hand around his tummy down to his dick.

"Hi Daddy," I said with my head against his back.

"Mmm, I was just thinking about you," he said.

I gripped his cock hard. I never wanted to let go of it. "Oh yeah?" I whispered. "What were you thinking?"

He turned around and looked at me all covered in soap. His dick was already getting hard in my hand. "I was thinking about you drinking my cum."

"I can do that, Dad," I replied. "Any time you want."

I got on my knees and started jerking his cock. As the water poured over us I closed my eyes to keep the soap out. I gripped his dick and jerked faster. Suddenly I felt him move forward and it was against the side of my face.

"It's easier to drink of my dick is in your mouth," he said.

Something unlocked inside of me. I opened my mouth and he pressed that big tip in. I sucked on the tip. It was perfect. I sucked on it and jerked him then pushed it out of my mouth. "I haven't done this very much, Dad. I might not be that good at it."

He turned the water off, held my hand and led me to his bed. "The fact that you want to makes you better than most women I have ever been with." He sat on the bed and beckoned me to get on the bed with him. "Now don't worry about anything, sweetheart. Just suck my dick until i cum. I want you to swallow all of it."

I lay on the bed and took him in my mouth. I sucked the tip and jerked him off. His dick was like this big lollipop and I just sucked and licked it. He gave direction, took my hands away at one point so all I could do was use my mouth. I bobbed on his cock, licked it and sucked his balls. Everything he told me to do. He eventually held my head and guided me as he thrust gently. We found a rhythm and I felt so connected to him.

"That's it, honey..." he groaned. "Keep going. Like that. Fuckkk"

Suddenly he started cumming. My mouth was full before I knew what was happening and cum ran out everywhere. I moaned and started swallowing. It came in gushes and I gulped it like milk. Dad was pumping it into my mouth and groaning. I sucked and swallowed and did the best I could to keep up. It was delicious. I was lost in it. I must have swallowed a pint of semen.

Finally I took his dick out of my mouth and let it rest on my cheek. He looked down at me with beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Can we do that again Dad?" I asked.

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