Deception and Punishment

Jenny and Becky had a blast at the concert, and Harry enjoyed the Instagram feed. Jenny's private for-friends-only feed that is. Jenny had posted one mildly risqué shot on her public account, pretending to make out with Becky, but she posted a stronger video on her private account, showing her lifting her shirt to show her chest to the band. Harry wasn't sure who took it, because Becky was also in the shot, also lifting her shirt. It was a shame the video wasn't great quality; both girls' breasts looked stunning in their little bras.

Harry had tricked one of Jenny's boyfriends, Carl, into getting him an invite to Jenny's private account. Harry's time in military intelligence taught him effective methods of persuasion, and after turning enemy combatants into spies, a high-school football player was a walk in the park. Carl was one of three boys Jenny was friendly with and had brought over for dinner a few times. Harry didn't think she was deliberately leading them on, but they all definitely wanted to get into her pants.

Of course, Harry couldn't confront Jenny about the raunchy video; doing so would have exposed his access to her private account. And he wanted to continue to enjoy the images of his daughter. This was the first time since Jenny turned 18 that she had posted "adult" content, so Harry was excited to see what more was to come.

A week after the concert, Harry was watching TV in the den when Jenny came in and sat next to him. She was wearing a comfortable hoodie that, even though a little loose, did nothing hide her sexy body. Her butt was covered by short shorts, showing her toned legs. The hoodie was a little too short and a flash of skin showed every time she moved.

"Hey dad".

"Hey darling. What's up? You seem a bit down."

"I just found out Carl didn't get accepted to Heston. He's on the waitlist. Our group was hoping to all be there together." Jenny put her arms around Harry. "Can you hold me please? I've always felt better when you hug me."

Ever since she was born Harry had held Jenny whenever she'd been in a scrape or was emotional. There had never been any physical boundaries between them, but now that he'd fantasized about her, he felt a little awkward. However, he didn't want to make Jenny uncomfortable by changing anything, so he did as he always had and hugged her close. Jenny snuggled her head into his shoulder and put her arm on his chest and a leg on his lap. Her scent was intoxicating as he held her and gently stroked her arm and back.

"Maybe Carl will get lucky, and a place will open up. How's he doing on the football team? That should count for something."

"Okay, but he isn't in the starting line-up. He tries really hard, but he's not as big as the other guys. He's quick though."

As Jenny replied she adjusted her position, the hoodie rode up a bit more and gave Harry a nice view of her tanned back, leading down to the top of her firm young buttocks. Harry could feel her pussy on his thigh, and he detected the faintest movement of her hips. Was she grinding on him?! No, it couldn't be, she must just be adjusting her weight. No matter, Harry was getting aroused. Very aroused. He wondered how he would extricate himself from their embrace without Jenny noticing his erection.

Just then Sally came into the den. She saw Harry and Jenny entwined on the couch. "Hey boo, is something wrong? I haven't seen you hold your dad like that in a while."

"Carl is waitlisted for Heston. Our friend group is breaking up."

"I'm sorry, that's sad. How's Becky taking it?"

"Oh, I haven't spoken to her yet! I'm an awful friend; she must be sad too and her mom is working today. I'm going over. Thanks dad, I feel better."

Jenny stood up and jogged out of the room, her slim ass mesmerizing as the cheeks rose and fell with each step. Harry watched her until she turned the corner.

Sally plopped down next to Harry. "I guess it's a sad day all around. Amy found out yesterday that she didn't get the promotion, and she just called to let me know. I'm worried she might leave for a better opportunity. Can I get one of those magic hugs?"

Sally was wearing her typical weekend yoga outfit; spandex pants and a tight crop top that pushed up her breasts and exposed her flat stomach and lean toned arms. Sally took great care of her body and could have passed for late twenties. Although she wasn't as impossibly slender as a teen, she had amazing muscle definition and a deep, even tan. Her thick tousled hair was a sun-kissed dirty blonde.

As Sally settled into a position similar to the one Jenny had just left, Harry enveloped her in his strong arms. Although not as fanatical about fitness as his wife, he stayed in shape with distance running and lifting weights in their home gym.

As he stroked her back and shoulders, she ground her pussy into his thigh. At first not in a sexual way, more like self-soothing. As the writhing grew stronger, Sally lifted her lips to Harry's, and they kissed. Gently at first, then hungrily. Sally rose off the couch and straddled Harry, grinding her cunt against his stiff cock, all the while maintaining a passionate kiss. Harry pushed up her crop top, exposing her breasts. His mouth went to her nipple, gently sucking and biting, and an electric shock traveled to her clit. She finished taking off her top while Harry switched his attention to her other nipple.

Harry flipped her over, pulled her pants off quickly, and buried his face in her pussy, his tongue alternating between pushing into her and flicking her clit. Then he took her entire clit in his mouth and while rhythmically sucking continued to flick the exposed button. Soon she was close to orgasm, and she grabbed the back of his head and pressed him into her, grinding her hips into his face until waves of pleasure overcame her.

Harry rose up from the floor and thrust his huge erection into her as she lay still. As she recovered from her orgasm, she started to move her hips gently, matching his movements. She lifted her legs and put them behind her shoulders so he could penetrate her even deeper. "Put it in my ass!" she whispered in his ear. He didn't need to be told twice; he pulled out of her cunt and plunged into her tight anus, slipping in easily, lubricated by the pussy juices that coated his massive member.

When she sensed he was ready to cum, she pushed him off her and flipped him over onto his back and took him in her mouth. Looking down, Harry fantasized that it was his daughter whose lips surrounded his cock. He buried his fingers in Sally's hair and gently directed her movements for his pleasure.

With each bob of her head, she took him deeper into her throat until he was up to the hilt. She held his cock there for 4 seconds, then came up for air before immediately taking him all in again, and again, until he couldn't hold it any longer. She buried her face in his crotch and made small quick movements, swirling her tongue on his balls. His cock spasmed, unleashing a stream of cum directly down her throat. She drank it down, savoring the salty taste.

As she let his cock escape her throat he was still contracting, and a final spurt coated her face. She gathered the cream with a finger and put it in her mouth. She straddled his hips again, so she was at eye-level with him, stuck out her tongue to show him his cum, then closed her mouth and swallowed.

Harry pulled her to him and made her sit on his thigh. Then he stuck his thumb in her ass and a finger in her pussy and made her move her hips quickly while grinding into her clit and sucking on her nipples. He was still imagining Jenny was with him as he forced Sally to another orgasm.

Totally spent, they both fell onto the sofa, feeling each other's body heat where their sweaty skin touched. After a few minutes, Harry turned on his side and kissed Sally, his tongue aggressively exploring her mouth, thinking of Jenny. His hand moved to her crotch, and he pushed four fingers into her, with his thumb on her clit. He found her G-spot and moving his hand quickly and roughly brought her to a third orgasm.

Sally collapsed on the sofa. "Thank you darling, I'm not so sad anymore". Harry turned her over and started massaging her; from the back the resemblance to Jenny was almost perfect. His cock stirred and he stroked it until it was fully erect again. Then he took some of Sally's pussy juice, rubbed it on her butt, and pushed his cock into her ass again. He pulled her by the hips onto her knees then pulled her hair while he plowed her with long quick strokes until he came again.

Harry sat on the sofa and pulled Sally into the same embrace that preceded their wild session. This time his dick did not stir, and they fell asleep, naked. Jenny did not disturb them when she found them thirty minutes later.