Daddy Needs a Libido Boost

Readers--First be advised no Anal, no DDD's, no oversized dickeys. no cruelty here.

Second--There is casual mention in this story of Wanda's brother whose name is Bill. There is a story about them titled 'DEAR FRIENDS' which if you like this story you might also enjoy.

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When I turned 45 I thought that all was right with the world. I had an intelligent, attractive and sexy wife named Susan. An equally intelligent, attractive and sexy 23 year old daughter named Wanda, a son named Bill age 25 who was proudly serving in the Navy as a pilot. My name is Tom and I had two million plus in investments.

The money was a result of having sold a successful business which had occupied too much of my time and effort for too many years. It was time for the payback to my wife whose love and support had been so necessary to that achievement.

I owned an island hideaway in the middle of a large southern lake. Originally owned by my grandfather it had grown through the efforts of my late father and I. Now six rooms, a Jacuzzi, a pool, a dock and lots of privacy. I had looked forward to many peaceful days and sex filled nights with Susan.

We managed one month there together. One week after the most pleasant month of my life we were sitting on the patio of our year round home eating breakfast. Susan said "Tom what do you think about..........." Then she slipped to the floor. She was dead and I had no idea what her question was to be.

You can imagine the rest. A year later my investments had grown but I was just going through the motions. I wasn't worth a damn to anybody. My daughter Wanda was finished with graduate school and also with her live in lover of several years and moved home.

Supposedly she was job hunting but in reality she was trying to get her old dad out of his funk.

As Labor Day approached Wanda got a nice job offer to start the Wednesday after teaching a special education group at a school about 30 miles away. She tried to talk me into spending the weekend with her at the island hideaway but I held off giving her a positive answer.

Earlier I mentioned that Wanda was sexy. I had never however lusted after her. It was something I just knew. She had a nice shape supported on long nicely formed legs and whatever size clothes she wore they always fit her perfectly.

On Thursday night before Labor Day she had a dinner date and when she appeared after dressing she was wearing a red skirt and a somewhat sheer blouse. I don't know her breast size but they were large enough to fill out the blouse nicely.

She was standing near a window and turned somewhat sideways with the sun behind her. I couldn't help but notice the splendidly shaped breast visible as a shadow beneath the blouse. I also couldn't help but notice that it was unencumbered by a brassiere.

I guess I stared too long and Wanda turned and saw me looking. I can't explain why I didn't turn my head but I continued to look. Suddenly I realized that Wanda's nipples were tenting her blouse.

My body reacted by tenting my loose shorts and Wanda couldn't help but notice that. She quipped.

"Daddy. I do think that you are beginning to come back to life. But maybe I should go see if I can find a bra to go with this top. I'm not interested in getting Ron too excited. He's nice but not quite bedroom material."

Wanda dressed down a bit and went on her date. My mind was occupied with her remark and I began to recall some nice memories. Some were of my wife Susan but others were of the more youthful variety. I was very happy. It had been a long period of sadness and I was glad to be coming out of it.

I went to bed and for the first time since my youth I had a wet dream.

In my dream Wanda and I were necking and petting like young people might do. In my dream my hand slid up her thigh and encountered her crotch. As I attempted to work my way around it my dream girl stopped me and took off her own panties.

Almost immediately my finger entered her vagina which was hot, tight and slippery. As I began to stroke my finger in and out my dream ended with what is technically called an 'nocturnal emission' but was what most call a wet dream.

Amazingly enough although I hardly ever remember any dream this one was the exception. I remembered it in detail and savored it because I thought. "It's the best of both worlds. I enjoyed and interlude with my daughter almost as if it had really happened but no guilt is attached as no sin was committed." It was a very pleasant thought.

I had heard Wanda come home at about midnight and I left the house early on that Friday morning. I had several items of business to take care of the first of which was to join the breakfast group at the Sunset Diner. It had been a long time since I was in the mood to do that. The group was kind and simply made a place for me without making a big deal of my long hiatus and I was appreciative.

Later I did my business here and there and then decided to check out my boat. As I approached the dock I saw Wanda's SUV next to the boat and several boxes being loaded aboard.

When she saw me she said. "Dad, you caught me. I've got everything loaded for a great weekend at the island. The boat is gassed and ready. Now get aboard and let's go." I remembered my dream and my dick came to attention.

I didn't argue I simply untied the bow line and climbed aboard. Wanda started the engine and when it was warmed up I untied the stern and we were off. Fifteen minutes later she pulled up to our island dock. We tied up and began ferrying stuff to the house.

Fifteen minutes later the house was open, a pleasant breeze was flowing thru it and I was starting up the pool and the Jacuzzi. Wanda finished the in house chores as I finished skimming the pool and began hosing the deck.

A half hour later all was ready for lunch and Wanda served up some lobster salad and some clam chowder that she had brought along with some iced tea. I was happy and content for the first time since Susan had died and I guess it showed.

"Happy daddy?"

"Yes. I feel wonderful. Thanks for pushing me into this."

"Bill and his crew will be here about noon Sunday for a couple of days before their school starts."

"Good. I'll be happy to see all of them."

"Till then it's just you and me lover boy."

"What's this lover boy stuff? And by the way it' you and I."

"Just teasing dad. My mission till they arrive is to bring your libido all the way back to life. There's a lot of sex starved widow ladies and divorcees around who need your service.

I turned the brightest shade of red imaginable and couldn't frame a reply. Wanda walked over to the edge of the pool and pulled off her blouse and shorts and dove into the water. She swam the length of the pool and back and walked out via the steps and walked toward me.

Her panties which were extremely sheer when dry were almost invisible when wet. Her breasts were bare. Her nipples either from the cool breeze or excitement were extended. So was my penis.

My daughter was deliberately filling me with lust. She sat on my lap getting my shorts wet and pushing my erection down between my thighs. She put her hands on my shoulders and said.

"From now till Bill gets here we are going to role play as Tom and Wanda. We find each other sexy. We are in this very private place. We enjoy each other's company and we are going to relax and do whatever seems to be pleasurable at that moment. Understand?"

I didn't have a good reply and I wasn't very sure that I wanted to object so I did what any real man would do under the circumstances. I nodded dumbly.

With that accomplished Wanda leaned against me. Her bare nipples bored hot holes in my chest and she touched her lips to mine. It was a soft and gentle kiss but it lasted. Then she blessed my lips briefly with her tongue and pulled away.

"OK dad, off with the shorts. Fair is fair. Underwear only and get them soaked so I can see your equipment. You've already seen mine." She grabbed my hands and pulled at me urging me up.

By then I was in a playful and wise guy mood. I pushed both my shorts and my underwear down and over my half hard penis. I stood up straight, raised my arms above my head, locked my hands together and turned myself around in a complete circle. It was a typical corny warrior pose.

By then I was almost fully erect and Wanda laughed and applauded. Then she pushed me into the pool and after pulling her panties off she dove in and came up next to me. "That's a pretty good body for and old man. I hope I hold up as well."

The one thing that I had done through my misery was to jog and to do some mild aerobics. My weight of 180 was not far from being about right for my 5'11' body.

We swam the length of the pool and back three times and then stood at the four foot level and regained our breath. As our breathing returned to normal Wanda placed her hands beneath her breasts and lifted them above the water.

"Tom. You never returned my compliment. How do these stack up against your other conquests?"

I was suddenly very brazen and I answered. "They look great but the real test is 'how do they feel'."

"You're right. But after you're finished feeling I get to do the same. Agreed?"

I had trouble getting my answer out but finally I managed a choked. "Agreed."

Wanda walked over to me and took my hands in hers and placed them on her breasts. I was filled with lust and I was filled with loathing of myself for that lust.

My hands took over and began to gently feel and caress those shapely orbs. Without my conscious thought my thumbs and forefingers found each nipple and began to gently pinch them. Just then I felt my rock hard penis enveloped by Wanda's hand.

She did to it much the same as I was doing to her boobs. Simply feeling and squeezing gently around the head with her thumb and forefinger. After a few minutes I took my right hand from her tit and reached under the water for her pussy.

My intent was to enter her with my fingers. However since the water was washing away the slippery juices I began to play with my daughters clit. I began to gently feel and then pinch that miniature penis just as she was doing to my penis. I felt it get hard and excited.

I knew that it was getting excited because it was causing Wanda to breath hard and her face to take on that look of desire and become even more beautiful. My breath was coming faster too and I knew that something had to happen to break this spell.

"Daddy. Tom I mean." Wanda said in a strained voice. "Are you up for this? I want you so badly but I don't want you to suffer guilt. Shall we try to get ourselves under control or shall we go to my bedroom and sin?"

I surprised my self when I heard myself say. "My vote is that we go to your bedroom and sin. I think that the lust is the sin and not the penetration."

Tugging on my hard cock to urge me along Wanda lead me to her bedroom where the sheets had been pulled down as if in preparation for this event.

"See daddy. Even the bed approves. Now please don't make me wait any longer." Wanda sat on the bed and then wiggled her way to the middle pulling me along with her.

She spread her knees and I crawled between them. She kept pulling my super hard cock until it's head was between the lips of her pussy. There was no lack of slippery juices now.

As I positioned myself so that I could kiss her Wanda wrapped one leg up over my back and the other just below my rump and pulled me into her. My cock slid in easily but once deep inside of her it was squeezed tightly by her cunt muscles.

God it felt good. It had been months since my last sex experience. My body was overwhelmed and began to tremble with excitement. Wanda was trembling too. Then we were kissing. We were kissing like teenager who were discovering the thrill of French kissing as they were loosing their virginity.

What we were doing was scary and thrilling. I shot a load of cum into Wanda but what with all the things happening in my body it didn't slow me down even a little bit. I think that Wanda came too but like me it was so mixed in with all the sensations coursing through our bodies it was just a part of the whole event.

In hindsight I am amazed that our fucking action was so slow. I was pushing slowly into her enjoying each centimeter of the sensation. My cum mixed with my daughters juices provided lubricant to the tight fit of my cock in her tight pussy was producing sensations that I had never dreamed existed.

When I reached bottom and Wanda's and my pelvic skin made contact we would stop and ground our pelvis's together.

Then we would begin a slow journey of retreat again enjoying each changing sensation along the way.

After a time Wanda whispered to me as if we needed to be quiet saying. "I feel my orgasm building. Please come with me."

I was feeling similar sensations and I began to speed my action. Soon we were pounding against each other and my body began to scream for relief. Now I was holding back.

Then I felt Wanda's movements change and I knew that her orgasm was upon her and I started a rushing to catch up. Her pelvis was moving in two directions at once trying to drive my fully extended penis deeper into her. My cock was feeling things it had never felt before as it erupted.

As I was coming I felt Wanda's cunt muscles squeeze tighter around my cock trying to milk every drop of cum from me. Her arms around my back were so tight around me that I could hardly breath. Never had I been so thoroughly and completely depleted.

As if my thoughts were coming out through Wanda's mouth I heard her say.

"Daddy. I have never been so thoroughly and completely fucked. Do you think that we could ever top that?"

"No." I answered. "No, never. But I do want to try. You?"

"Yes. But right now I need to get rid of some of this cum that's spilling out of me. I've never been filled like that. I guess it's that long abstinence."

"Could be. It might also have something to do with the eroticism of the situation and the sexiness of the recipient."

"Whatever. I'm going to pee and then take a shower. Care to join me? In the shower of course."

I used another bathroom to pee and then joined Wanda in the master bath shower. I had designed it to be spacious and it had multiple shower heads all of which were massage types. Two were on hoses and we had lots of fun for a long time spraying each other and we both left with our libido fully restored.

Even with our restored libido we were hungry and I found myself in the mood for a juicy steak. Wanda agreed and reached into the frig for part of the larder that she had brought and pulled out two thick Filet Mignons.

I coated them with our favorite things and put them on the gas grill. Wanda dished out the Caesar salad that she had also brought and used the microwave to heat the half baked and garnished potatoes.

In just a few minutes we were sitting on the patio enjoying the best meal to pass my lips in a very long time. The naked girl who was my companion was both adding to my enjoyment but enjoying the offering as much as I was.

We finished the meal and as Wanda cleared the table I fixed us coffee and an after dinner snifter of Cointreau which my wife had always considered a very mild aphrodisiac.

I sat myself down in an extra wide lounge expecting Wanda to sit beside me. Instead she sat herself across my upper legs, her bare and glistening pussy only inches away from my again erect cock.

She leaned forward and locked her hands behind my neck. My hardon was now against her belly. She rested her forehead against mine and asked. "Tom. My new lover. What do you say that we spread this pad on the ground. Then you can lick me out while I suck you off until we both come?"

As I digested her words she added. "There is still some of your cum in me and I think it very erotic thing that you taste it. I hope you still have another offering of cum for me to taste and swallow. Do you?"

"Do I what? Have enough cum for you to enjoy? Or do I think it erotic to taste the mixture of your cum and my cum?"

"Both."

"Yes and Yes. Let's do it."

That explains why about two minutes later we were lying together on the wide cushion. We were each on our sides. My head was resting on Wanda's bottom thigh. My tongue was licking her pussy held wide open by my mouth and lips. My head was locked in place by Wanda's upper thigh.

Wanda's head was resting on my bottom thigh but I did not hold her head with my other. Her head was busy moving up and down as her tongue pleasured the outside of my cock from head to base.

My wife had long ago convinced me that I was more sexy to her with my pubic hair gone. She had done the wax routine on me and I had maintained it so even thru my period of abstinence.

I was happy that I had done this as Wanda switched her action from licking to sucking. And what a suck it was. She would loosen her grip slightly and take most of me into her mouth.

Then she would draw away creaking maximum pressure between her tongue and her mouth until she reached the head. At that point she would pause and lick and bob gently before resuming her downward movement.

Meanwhile I had positioned my mouth so as to apply suction around her hole as I licked as deep as possible pulling out as much cum as I could. I swallowed and liked for another moment and then move my attention to her clitoris.

I sucked it into my mouth and licked it furiously. I could feel her whole bodies reaction against my face as I did. I felt an orgasm build and then release causing her pelvis to pound my face.

My own orgasm was building and I knew that I was to come soon. For a brief moment I thought that maybe I could manage two. Then I knew I couldn't. I did my best to hold back until I felt a big one start to build in Wanda.

As her's built the speed of her ministrations up and down my cock increased dramatically.

I could hold back no longer and my cum began to spurt. Wanda's body began to move around in ways that I would not have believed possible. Part of that movement was that of her pussy against my face.

At the same time my cock was going so deep into Wanda's mouth that I was bottoming against her mouth as she was against mine. Amazing to say when we were finally down form our peak neither of us had bloody lips.

They were however red and chapped and a constant reminder of the pleasure of that Friday afternoon.

We did recover and we did stay awake together numerous times. But ours was not a romantic love and as all things must end our sexual encounters did also. W each found romance with partners our own age and are living happy lives as is my son Bill and his family.