It was Saturday morning, and I was in bed reading the news on my laptop. Okay, I started reading new, but then I was watching porn. I was jerking myself while watching a blowjob compilation. That's when I heard a knock at my door.
"Daddy, can I talk to you?"
It was my daughter. Great timing! I was frustrated that I had to stop, but I was more concerned about what she had to talk about. Being a teenage daughter, she didn't really talk to me much. We were open and fairly close, but eighteen year olds think they know everything, so my opinion didn't count for much anymore.
"Hang on a second, honey." I closed the laptop, pulled myself out of bed, and put on a robe. I opened the door and went back to the bed and sat with my back propped against the pillows and the headboard. "Good morning, April. What's up?"
My daughter had strawberry blonde hair and suntanned skin, like her mother, who left us eight months ago. She sat down on the bed and frowned. "I'm breaking out and my skin is horrible. I don't have a boyfriend and now no one is going to want to look at my gross pimples."
"They aren't that bad, honey," I said, but there was a big pimple staring at me from her chin.
"Yes they are, Dad. I've tried all the special soaps and lotions, but they just won't go away. And I can't do birth control pills, because they make me crazy."
"I'm sorry, but they will go away over time," I offered.
"I just turned eighteen! I don't have time to wait! This is my time to have fun."
"I know it feels that way. If there was anything I could do, I would."
April looked down and nervously played with her fingernails and sighed.
"What is it? Some expensive laser treatment that you need money for?"
"No. This idea doesn't cost anything at all." April paused. "But you might not like it."
"Okay, now I'm worried."
"Don't get mad or be crazy. I'm serious about this," April warned me. "My friend Arianna said that when she got her boyfriend, he cured her acne."
"How, exactly?"
"Well...his, um, sperm cured it. Oh god, this is embarrassing. She would swallow some and put some on her face, and her acne went away. Just like that."
"Huh," I muttered, stunned for a moment. "Well, I doubt that sperm is really a cure for acne."
"All I know is, it worked for her and I want it to work for me. It probably has some hormone or antibacterial in it that does something."
"Alright, ugh. So get a boyfriend and do what you have to. Just don't tell me about it."
"But that's the problem," she said. "I can't get a good boyfriend, because of the acne."
"So you want to borrow some from your friend?"
"Gross, no." She stopped and looked me in the eye. "I want to use your sperm."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa there, little lady! I'm not giving you my sperm."
"It's not a big deal. I'm sure you masturbate like everyone else," she said, and rolled her eyes. "Just save it and give it to me."
"Uhhhh, come one. Really? You're going to make me give you my sperm, so you can smear it on your face?"
"And drink it, yes. Nothing else is working! Pleeeeeease??? At least let me try it for one week. If it doesn't work, we can stop."
I looked at her pleading face and her giant pimple. "Do I do it into a cup or something, and just give it to you?"
April jumped up and wrapped her arms around my neck. "Thank you, daddy. Thank you, thank you, thank you! Just put it into a cup and I'll take care of it. I'll go get you a cup." She ran off for the kitchen before I could react.
What the fuck, I thought to myself. Is this okay? It's not a sex act, really. Just weird.
April came back with a shot glass and handed it to me. "Will this work? Is it big enough?"
"Okay. I think so. Thank you."
April just stood there and stared at me.
"You want some right now?" I asked.
"Yes! As much as possible. Give me everything you've got for the next week."
"Okay, I'll try my best."
April continued standing, staring at my lap.
"You don't need to stay and watch, do you?" I asked.
"Oh! Sorry, of course not. I'll leave you alone. Just bring it to me as soon as you're done."
April left and I stared at the shot glass. I imagined her tipping it back and having my disgusting cum slide onto her tongue. "This is crazy." I opened my laptop computer and resumed the blowjob video. I was super hard and ready to cum surprisingly quickly. I watched the video, but my thoughts turned toward my beautiful girl, swallowing my jizz. I immediately started ejaculating! I pointed my dick into the glass and released powerful jets of cum. It was an incredibly intense orgasm! I practically filled the glass, and I set it down before I dropped it. I lay back and recovered, catching my breath.
"Is it ready?" April yelled from just outside the door.
"You were listening? Come on, give me some privacy."
"Hurry up. Don't let it get cold and yucky."
"Yeah, this isn't yucky at all. Just a minute." I tucked my dick away and got out of bed. I took the glass of thick, white cum, opened the door, and handed it to my eager daughter. "I hope it works for you."
April grabbed the glass with both hands and pulled it protectively to her chest. "Thank you Dad. You're the greatest." She walked off to her bedroom, clutching her prize.
I shook my head and went back into my bedroom for a shower.
