Dad I Have a Question

This is part two of my story, "Dad, I Have a Question." It isn't absolutely necessary to read that story to understand this one, but it can't hurt.

PLEASE NOTE: This is a completely fictional story about a single father and his daughter. The night before this chapter begins, the girl, a senior in high school, approached her father with some frank questions about sex.

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My daughter said, "I've heard about the 'morning-after pill'. Can you get me one? I have another question."

"Jamie, no! I can't do that!" I said.

"Do you want to take a chance of getting me pregnant?" Jamie asked.

"Of course not," I answered, "but honey, that's not the point...."

"Dad, look. I know this is all strange for you. It's strange for me. I've never done anything with a guy before. I've never let a guy put his fingers in my pussy, or suck on my breasts or my clit. I've never had a real orgasm, let alone with a guy, until today."

"I feel so guilty about all that."

"Why?" my daughter asked. She rolled her naked body partially on top of mine, resting her smooth thigh against my cock. "Why? I wanted it."

"Yes, but still,...."

Jamie kissed me. "I know, Dad, I know. 'Fathers and daughters don't do this kind of thing.'"

"Exactly!"

"Well, we just did do that kind of thing, Dad. I'm naked in your bed with you. I've masturbated in front of you, you helped me reach my first real orgasm, I made you cum all over my hand and my boobs, you licked my pussy, and I gave you a blowjob and swallowed when you came in my mouth. What's the next logical step? I want to learn from you!"

"Jamie, I can't actually have sex with you. You'll never forgive me if I take your virginity. I've already damaged you for life."

"Dad, listen to me. I WANT you to take my virginity. I want it, Dad. I want to become a woman. I want to feel a penis inside me. And I want it to be yours. Please? I love you!"

"I love you too, Jamie. Very much. You know that, baby, don't you? That's why I'm not sure I want to do this with you."

Jamie ran her fingers down my body until she touched my cock, which was very hard, again. "I'm pretty sure you want to do this with me. Your penis is telling me that," she said, kissing me again. "I want you, you want me, we love each other, and the pill will keep me from getting pregnant. Don't get condoms. Get the pill, so I can feel you shoot your stuff inside me."

"If anyone finds out, I'm dead. We're dead. Our life together is over. I want to make sure you understand that."

"Dad, it's okay. I know. There's a big risk in this for me, too. Who would want to be seen with the town slut?" she said, gently fondling my cock and balls.

The town slut – what a horrible name for one's own daughter! I would kill anyone who called her that, and castrate any boy who tried to make her into that! And yet,... and yet,... oh God! I wanted to fuck her!

Somehow, I forced myself to push her hand away from my manhood. I wasn't sure I could cum again soon anyway. It had been a long time since I had had any reason to wonder about my endurance. The tiny bit of morality left in me was glad. If I was worn out, I couldn't de-flower my own daughter and shoot my seed inside her young and probably fertile pussy. The much bigger part of me was afraid that if I let her play with me now, I wouldn't be able to fuck her and cum inside her later.

"Let's get dressed and make something to eat," I said.

Jamie kissed me again, tenderly, almost romantically, and then got off the bed. "Come on, then," she said. "Our clothes are downstairs."

I watched her nubile, naked body move out of my room. I admit it. I was dumbstruck. In all the years of raising this child, I had always believed she was beautiful. Was I biased? Of course. Any parent who loves a child will always see that child as attractive. But everyone kept telling me how pretty she was, from the time she was too little to hold her own head up. You get used to that after a while. As Jamie matured, it simply didn't occur to me to see her sexually. On some level, I guess, I knew she had a nice body. Hell, we never hid from each other in the bathroom, so I clearly saw the physical changes she had gone through. It was no big deal. My daughter had grown up to be centerfold material, and somehow, I hadn't reacted.

Now, suddenly, I wanted to fuck the hell out of her.

We prepared and ate an early dinner, and then I asked Jamie to sit on the couch with me again. She was wearing the same tank top and skirt as before, but when she sat down next to me, I spotted her little yellow panties on the floor where she had tossed them earlier.

"Jamie, are you sure about this?" I asked her.

"Yes, Dad, I am. Do I have to write it out for you or something? I want you to put your penis in my vagina. I want you to break my hymen. I want to feel you as far inside me as you can get. I want to feel you ejaculate inside me. Can I be any clearer than that?"

"No."

She moved to straddle my lap, just as she had done this morning. Her luscious pussy was exposed to me, fresh, moist, pink, and topped with her soft blond hair. The final battle with my conscience was over the second she kissed me. This was a woman, a beautiful, sexy, newly-ripened young woman, and she was in heat. If I could, I would fuck her all night.

We made out for a while, kissing, hugging, and fondling. Her covered breasts were alive in my hand, and my clothed cock was pulsing in hers. "Dad, go to the drugstore and get the pill. Please."

"All right. It'll probably take me an hour."

"I'll be waiting," she said.

The line at the pharmacy was long. Finally, I got to talk to the young girl on duty as a technician. "I think there's an emergency contraceptive pill I can buy without a prescription, isn't there?" I asked.

"Yes."

"I'd like to get one."

"I'm required to ask you a few questions, sir," she said. "Does the woman need this medication because she had unprotected sex without her consent?"

"No!" I said.

"Sorry, but I had to ask. Does the woman understand that this pill does nothing to prevent or treat any kind of STD?"

"I think she does. I'll explain it to her, but I really don't think that's a concern," I answered.

"Okay, good. Did you know that this pill loses it's effectiveness, the longer the woman waits to take it after unprotected sex? How long ago did the incident happen?

"Um, just a couple of hours ago," I lied.

"Good. Tell her to take this as soon as possible," she said, already ringing up my purchase.

"How effective is it?"

"It works. Like I said, the sooner the better. According to the product info that's in your bag here, she should be fine. Ideally, a woman would pop one of these as soon as, you know, it's like, over, I guess."

I swiped my card at the register, and she handed me the bag.

"There's also some literature in there, and some websites about effective, safe, long-term birth control," she said. "Have a nice day."

"I will. Thank you," I said, trying my best to look nonchalant as I walked away.

The drive home seemed to take forever. When I walked in from the garage, I heard Jamie moving around upstairs. Part of me wanted to just go up there and jump her, but I thought better of it. This will be my daughter's first time, our first time. Better to let things proceed at her pace. Besides, she still has a chance to change her mind, with no REAL harm done, I rationalized.

I was in the kitchen drinking some iced tea when Jamie came downstairs. Her long, curly blond hair framed her pretty face, and she was wearing a white terry-cloth robe. She looked fresh and innocent. "Did you get it, Dad?"

"Yes, baby, I did."

"Oh, good. So now you can cum inside me, can't you?"

"You won't get pregnant, but are you one hundred percent certain this is what you want?" I asked.

"One hundred percent," she answered, untying her robe and letting it fall to the floor. My beautiful teenage daughter was naked in front of me.

"Take me to bed. Make love to me," she murmured, coming over to me and giving me a kiss. "Make me a woman, fill my vagina with your penis and shoot your sperm into me."

As dirty talk goes, this was pretty clinical, but it had the desired effect. Her words made me horny as hell, desperate to be inside this woman, my virgin daughter, wild with the need to pump her little pussy full of my cum. I held her naked body against me, cupping her pure, perfect ass in my hands and kissing her deeply. She smelled of the cologne I had gotten her for her birthday, and her mouth tasted of her fresh, young sweetness.

"You're getting hard, Dad. Let's go upstairs."

We did. She grabbed the bag from the drugstore and went ahead of me, and I stayed back just far enough that I could admire her trim, young ass and catch brief glimpses of her virgin lips peeking at me as she climbed the steps. I was long past the point of debating whether I was going to do this. I was. I was going to fuck my own daughter. I was going to violate her because she said she wanted me to. The only question in my mind was how to make this as pleasurable as possible for her.

When we got to the top of the steps, I reached for her hand. "Jamie," I said. "Come here." I pulled her to me and kissed her again. She was ready for a passionate kiss, but my mouth made hers understand that this was a kiss of emotion. "I love you, Jamie," I whispered when we parted.

"I love you too, Daddy," she responded. Her blue eyes were searching mine, penetrating me. "I love you so much. Thank you."

"For what, baby?"

"For today, for everything, for being my father, for loving me."

"I do love you, sweetie. I really do."

"Then, make love to me," she said.

I picked her up and carried her in my arms, like a father carries a sleepy child or a groom carries his bride. I laid her on my bed, but her arms stayed around my neck. For the first time, looking in her eyes, I understood that this was the right thing to do. We kissed again, and then I stood to get undressed.

My shirt was over my eyes when I first felt her fingers working on my belt. By the time I had the shirt off, my pants were at my knees, and my daughter was fondling me through my briefs.

"You're so hard, Dad. Your penis is so hard," she said.

I struggled to kick off my shoes and pants as Jamie pulled my briefs down. The feel of her hands on my cock and balls would have been enough to send me through the roof if I hadn't already cum three times today. Odd. I had felt so guilty jerking off in the shower this morning, pretending that I wasn't turned on by my own daughter. I had felt ashamed when we masturbated each other later, and I was almost disgusted with myself when I came in her mouth. Now, I felt anxious to perform well for her, and proud to be the one she chose to take her virginity.

Jamie slowly stroked my cock and said, "I want this in my pussy. Get in bed, Dad."

She held my cock as I got in bed next to her. She held it as I kissed her face.

"If I start this, honey, there's no turning back," I said. "Our relationship is never going to be the same. You will not be a virgin anymore, and you'll always remember who took that away from you. We will both have committed incest, complete with me shooting my sperm inside you. Everything will change for us. We'll never ...."

Still holding my cock in her hand, she interrupted, "Dad, shut up and fuck me."

I moved from her face to her neck. I kissed her there, daring to nibble, hopefully not enough to leave a mark. My mouth moved to her shoulder and then across her throat to the other. I could taste her cologne there, sharp and pleasantly bitter on my tongue, but so sweet in my nose. When I first found her nipple, I could smell her sweet pussy, too.

"Oh, Dad, I want you inside me, I need to feel you inside me," she moaned.

"Not yet. I want to taste you one last time as a virgin," I said, moving down toward her curls.

"Do you want me to suck on you?" she asked.

"Do you want to?"

"Yes. Yeah, I do. I liked that. And I could tell you liked it!" Jamie smiled.

"Have you ever heard the term 'sixty-nine'?" I asked. "When talking about sex, I mean."

"Yeah, but I never knew what they meant,.... Oh, I bet I know what they mean, now!" she gasped. "We would sorta do it together, at the same time, right? I'd give you a blowjob while you licked my pussy?"

"Right," I said, rolling on my back and pulling her on top of me. "Now turn around. Put your knees on either side of my head. I hope you like this."

The petals of my daughter's sex had already opened by the time she was hovering over me. I felt her mouth on my cock as a drop of her dew fell on my chin. I pulled her to me, grasping her hips to position her for my tongue. The first touch was on the tiny, weeping hole of her pussy. Her taste thrilled me. She shuddered a little, but never stopped bathing my engorged member with her tongue.

Holding her ass cheeks in my hands, I moved her back and forth across my mouth. I hardened my tongue and scraped it along her center line, from her clit, down her crevice, playing in her moisture, and finally coming to rest on her pink star.

"My God, Dad! What are you doing?" Jamie gasped.

"Don't you like that?"

"Well, yeah, I guess I like it, but it sure surprised me," she said.

I did it again – started on her clit and worked my way down to her ass. This time, I moved my tongue left and right as I went.

"Oh! God!" was all she said before she plunged her mouth down hard on my cock. She sucked me for all she was worth, enthusiasm more than making up for her lack of skill doing it for only her second time.

After a while, I eased a finger inside her pussy until I felt her membrane, allowing my thumb to rub over her tender sphincter. She seemed to forget about my blowjob, concentrating her energy on her own orgasm. That was all right with me. The sight, sound, and taste of her cumming was almost enough to push me over the edge anyway.

When she gathered herself, Jamie went right back to sucking my cock. The sensation was amazing. I held out through another of her orgasms, but I knew I would join her the next time. "Baby, come here again," I said.

Jamie released my penis from her mouth, and I lifted her pelvis off my face. She turned and lay on top of me, grinding the wet lips of her womanhood against my shaft as we kissed. I could feel her slippery sex trying to envelop mine. It was time.

I rolled us over so she was on her back, and I was on my hands and knees above her. "Are you ready?" I asked.

"God yes, Daddy. I want you," she answered.

I lowered myself to her, easing her legs apart, and holding my rigid cock in my hand to aim it. I rubbed against her clit and across her weeping hole. "Relax, sweetheart," I said, "I'll be as gentle as I can."

"I know you will. Just do it, just put it inside me," she whispered, smiling up into my eyes.

The feeling of her lips parting to admit me was one of the most powerful sensations I ever felt. She was unbelievably tight, slippery, and wet. Her breathing was slow and deep, a relaxation technique she had learned long ago in gymnastics. Slowly, I felt her labia part, and the head of my cock was inside my own daughter.

We had never broken eye contact. If the look on her face didn't tell me everything I needed to know, her kiss did. This was right. This was what we had to do. Over the years, this was the only way we had not explored to show our love for each other.

Carefully, I eased forward until I felt her membrane stretching over the head of my cock. I held myself there, and asked Jamie one last time, "Should I stop?"

"Don't you dare," she said. She thrust her hips upward toward me, impaling herself deeply on my cock. "Owww," she whimpered. "It burns."

"I'm so sorry, honey – I wasn't going to do it that way," I said as I wiped a tear from her cheek.

She slowly seemed to come to grips with the pain, blinking her moist, wonderful eyes at me. Finally, she smiled, and then she started to ramble. "I was afraid you weren't going to do it at all, Dad, and I just couldn't have taken that, and I wanted you to so much, and I just got to the point where I wanted to learn all about sex, and it's always been just you and me, and I love you so much,..."

My kiss silenced her. It started as a kiss of comfort, and became a deep kiss of fulfilled love. I started to pull out to give her some time to stretch, but she grabbed my hips and said, "No! No! Don't pull out. Then I'll just have to stretch all over again. Please, just hold me."

I did, kissing her, stroking her face, nuzzling her neck, playing with her hair, and just looking at her. This girl wasn't really my daughter any more. She was the beautiful young woman I was making love with.

Carefully, trying to stay as still as possible inside her, I moved so I could cuddle a breast. Her nipple, already erect, barely gave way as I rubbed my palm slowly over it. When I kissed her this time, I felt her move.

"Oh, my God, I feel so full," she moaned.

"Good full or bad full?" I spoke into her hair.

"I think good full." She rocked her hips forward a little. "Yeah, good full. And it doesn't burn as much anymore. Now it's more like a hot tingle."

I pulled back from her, slowly pulling an inch or so of me out of her. "Is that a good thing?"

"Yeah, it is," Jamie gasped as I eased back to where I had been.

We took it pretty slowly at first. I did most of the moving. When I got to the point that I was sliding half my length carefully in and out of her, she began to move with me.

"Dad?"

"Yes?"

"Can we go a little faster?

"If you're ready."

"I think I am," Jamie said, pulling and pushing a little on my hips to help to guide our rhythm. We fucked like that for a while, still with gentle strokes, at a nice pace I knew I could make last. Then, I felt her quickening, holding me tighter as we coupled.

"Dad? Will you please suck on my boobs again? I think that will make me cum," Jamie whimpered.

I bent down to kiss and nibble on her nipple again. When I sucked it into my mouth, Jamie started thrusting her pelvis at me a lot harder. I knew she was close, and I wasn't far behind.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh!" she hissed through clenched teeth, and her body began to writhe under me. When her already tight cunt started milking me, begging for my spunk, I released. It couldn't have been much, but it felt like gallons. As Jamie was coming down from her high, she felt me still twitching inside her, and she clung to me with all her limbs as we kissed.

It took an embarrassingly short time for me to wilt to the point that I fell from her hole. I was spent for the day. I knew it, and my cock knew it.

She rolled on top of me again, and I held her young body tight to me. I cherished this child far more than my own life. I had made passionate love to her, and now my jumbled, exhausted mind was trying to make sense of that. I had just had sex with my daughter and had shot my load into her young, and quite possibly, fertile womb.

"You should take your pill," I said.

"I will, Dad, in just a few minutes. I want a Daddy-cuddle again."

I was quite happy to hold her, stroking her mane of wild blond hair, damp with the exertion of sex. As she moved against me, burrowing her pretty head into the space between my neck and my shoulder, her poor, battered pussy leaked traces of my cum and her virgin blood onto my hip.

"Are you okay, Jamie?" I asked.

"Yes. It hurt a lot at first, but it got better pretty fast. I guess it won't hurt next time, will it?"

"When you've healed up, it shouldn't hurt at all unless you're really dry down there," I answered.

"Do you think I'll be healed up by tonight? I want to do this again."

"Honey,..." I began.

"Don't 'honey' me, Dad. I want to have sex with you again. As soon as possible. I'm going to sleep in your bed with you tonight."