Daughter Sucks Dad's Cock, Ch. 01
Taking her deceased mother's place, Wendy willingly and consensually has sex with her father.
A sad and stressful time for my family, after a long and painful illness, my Mom, Elenore, finally succumbed to breast cancer three months ago. Dead within six months of her initial diagnosis, she went from Chemo therapy and radiation in a hospital to being neglected and not being cared for in a nursing home. Hospice gave her the very best care before she finally rested in peace.
"May God bless her soul," said Wendy anointing herself and saying a silent prayer. "Amen. I love you, Mom. I miss you," said Wendy blowing a kiss to the ceiling as if her mother was there looking down at her from Heaven while watching over her.
As soon as she said, I love you, Mom, overwhelmed with remorse, she felt horribly guilty. She felt as if she had betrayed her mother and abused her advice and detailed instructions on how to give better blowjobs. With her mother barely dead for 90-days, Wendy was already having an incestuous, sexual affair with her father. She had already sucked her father's prick, allowed him to cum in her mouth, and allowed him to give her a cum bath.
'What kind of loving daughter am I to have sex with my father after my mother died,' she thought with guilt, embarrassment, and shame.
How dare she have sex with her father? How could she allow him to touch and feel her through her nightgown while unbuttoning her nightgown? Why would she allow him to have his wicked, sexual way with her big while she stroked his cock and sucked his cock?
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Yet, no one's fault, with her and her father lonely, horny, and grieving, and with neither of them having had a good night's sleep in days, not thinking clearly, it just happened. One night when they were both weak, exhausted, horny, and vulnerable, one night when they were cuddling on the couch while watching a movie, their cuddling went a little too far. Her father's cuddling turned to touching and feeling his daughter in places where he should never touch and feel his daughter.
Yet, how can something that feels so good be so wrong? How can something that feels so right be so forbidden? So, what? With them both adults, they had consensual sex. With everything feeling better the next morning, they finally had a good night's sleep. When neither of them not eating and losing weight, she cooked her Dad a big breakfast and they gorged themselves on pancakes, bacon, eggs, and coffee before going back to bed to have forbidden sex again.
Easing her guilty conscience, Wendy knew that her mother would be happy that her husband finally found comfort, even sexual comfort, albeit in his daughter's arms, and in Wendy's mouth. Instead of finding sexual comfort between the legs of one of those gold-digging whores, who Elenore considered to be her best and closest friends, she'd be glad that Wendy was emotionally, physically, and even sexually there for her father.
"I love you, Daddy," said Wendy after wiping her father's cum from her face, her hair, and her naked breasts with tissues.
Her father stuffed his semi-erect prick back in his pajama bottoms while staring at his daughter's big, naked breasts. Hard to believe and something unexpected, his daughter gave him a blowjob while cuddling with him on the couch and watching a movie. Yet, cuddling on the couch while watching a movie and having sex was something that he did with his wife every night. Now with his daughter such a good cocksucker, as good at sucking cock as her mother, he ejaculated his cum in her mouth.
"Oh, Daddy," said Wendy when her father ejaculated a load of cum in her mouth.
Then, before she could pull away, in shocked surprise, he ejaculated a second load all over her face, in her hair, and across her naked breasts. Having not had sex since his wife died, in the way that he routinely did with his wife, he gave his daughter a huge cum bath.
"Oh, my God, Daddy. You have so very much cum," said Wendy.
Perhaps, now, that her father had much needed sex, he'd finally sleep and get some much-needed rest. Perhaps, now, after breaking the incestuous ice, his daughter would replace his wife and have sex with him again.
"I love you, Wendy," he said talking to her naked tits.
She smiled at him with love and sexual affection in the way that his wife used to smile at him with love and sexual affection.
"I love you, Daddy," she said again while staring at his naked prick as she continued slowly stroking his naked dick.
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Besides, something her mother and her friends discussed in great, sexual, and graphic detail whenever they played bridge and drinking, none of her bitchy, bloodsucking, affluently wealthy friends sucked cock. Hard to believe but none of them, not one of them, gave blowjobs. Even though they played the sexy sexual part by dressing seductively, flirting with and sexually teasing men, none of her sexy, shapely, and attractive friends ever had a cock in their mouths.
Hard to believe but they never blew a man. Difficult to comprehend but they never allowed a man to ejaculate his cum in their mouths. They've never had a cum bath. No wonder why they're all divorced from their husbands. They never gave their men what they wanted. They never gave them oral sex.
"Can you imagine that? None of those selfish, money grubbing bitches have ever given a blowjob. After I die, don't let any of those conniving women get their claws in your father," said Elenore to her daughter. "They'd ruin him. After spending all of his money, they'd divorce him."
Her anger subsided when she looked lovingly at her daughter. Obviously, seeing her in herself, they looked so very much alike. They could have done one of those Dove soap commercials where people think that they're sisters instead of mother and daughter.
"Trust me because I know. All of those women are just out for what they can get. None of those women will make your father sexually happy. None of those women ever had a cock in their mouths. Shocking but true, none of those women allowed a man to ejaculate his cum in their mouths. None of those women had ever received a cum bath," said Elenore while sexually confiding in her daughter.
Wendy laughed.
"They don't know what they're missing by not sucking cock, Mom," said Wendy. "Unlike women who only look good on the surface but who can't produce the goods, a woman who knows how to give a good blowjob will always have control over her man."
Elenore nodded her head in agreement.
"After I'm gone, you must promise me to keep those women away from your father," said her mother. "I don't want any of those gold-diggers hooking up with him."
Ready to protect her father from those conniving women, gold-digging women, Wendy nodded her promise to her mother.
"Don't worry, Mom. I'll protect Daddy from them," she said. "I won't allow any of them near him."
If only she knew then that she'd be having sex with her father soon while dressed as her mother, she'd never believe it. Wendy wondered what her mother would say if she knew that they were having incestuous, sexual affair. Hoping that she wouldn't be angry, barely, three months after her death, she wondered if her mother would be okay with them finding solace in each other's arms and sexual comfort in her mouth.
Now that they actually went through with having incestuous sex, they were both happy cuddling and sleeping together while continuing to have illicit sex. If nothing else, instead of him missing his wife and not sleeping, with him dead to the world after having had sex with his daughter, her father slept like a baby. In the way that her mother did with her husband, now her daughter did with her father.