Fucing Daughters

I hate waiting in the parking lot until her damn practice ends.

I am so fucking horny thinking about what we were going to do later.

Yay! She was out early.

She is an 18 year old who still skips childlike down the sidewalk toward my car.

Good. She was still in full uniform. All the more exciting for me, although I don't think it matters to her.

She threw her bag in the back seat and settled in next to me.

Her short cheerleader skirt rode up high on her thigh.

So, so, so like that look. So much thigh, so tantalizing close to seeing her pussy.

We did a quick hug and kiss on the cheek.

Before I put the car in gear, she asked.

'Did she leave Daddy?'

'Honey, I am sorry to say...'

I could see her facial expression change to sadness.

'I am sorry to say your mother left town for the weekend!'

She punched my arm.

'You are such a tease. Hurry, let's get home and get started. I have been thinking about it all day.'

'Our home? Thinking about our home?' I asked.

Another punch on the arm.

'No silly, that big thing between your legs. All day long, I couldn't get it out of my cock addicted brain.'

'Maybe you should get a boy friend, one that you daydream about instead of me.'

Another punch in the arm and a squeeze of my crotch this time.

'No fucking way! No one can match what my Daddy has and how he uses it.'

I switched subjects.

'Did you wear them?'

'Wear what?' She kidded.

My turn to punch her in the arm.

'The white ones, did you wear the white ones?'

'Maybe I didn't wear any to school. Some of my friends do that. They love it. It makes them feel so sexy especially in the physics class. That teacher is a stud.'

'Ok. Go ahead, show me what you have.'

She slowly pulled up the tiny skirt. She might be wearing the matching short shorts that are part of the uniform.

Or maybe it, just maybe, just my favorite white panties or... nothing at all.

No sign of the uniform shorts, skirt up higher, then she pulled it up quickly.

She said, 'Wa la! Look what I made appear.'

There they were, my favorite white panties.

But, if they were truly my favorites, there would be a tiny tulip just below the back waist band. It was an icon for her pussy type.

'But... are they the ones?'

She moved cross wise on the seat, presenting her nicely muscled buttocks. She pulled her skirt up high then dropped down so that I could see the tulip.

She pulled the back of the panties tight into her butt crack. All I could see now was skin.

I pumped my fist and said, 'Yes!'

She returned to the sitting position.

'Daddy, control yourself! It's just a tulip!'

'Yeah, I know, but it brings back memories of our first time together.'

She said, 'I know, it's sweet that you think of that. I do too.'

I had to ask the question I was thinking about all day.

'Did you do it last night Kylie?'

'Well Daddy I am so sorry to tell you...'

I said, 'Fuck! I was so hoping you did it.'

'Daddy, I am so sorry to tell you I did both yesterday! And... it did not hurt that bad. And I can have sex today!'

Another fist pump, 'Yes, fucking yes!'

'Should make things more enjoyable for you Daddy.'

'Show them to me please,' I said calmly.

She stuck out her tongue. There it was in the middle of her tongue, a diamond shaped stud. Oh that should feel great.

She looked both ways to see if anyone was near and kneeled on the seat before she pulled my favorite white panties down and off.

'Touch it Daddy.'

Her labia pierced near the hood of her clit. A little bar piercing through both sides. The same diamond shaped stud on each side.

I touched it, then pulled it down gently.

She purred her approval.

'Hmmm, more Daddy.'

I tried to slip in my usual two fingers. Now, it was a really tight fit.

A moved my fingers in and out making sure to tug down on her piercing.

'Oh Daddy, I can't wait for the real thing. Can I get on top of...'

She stopped, pulled away from my fingers and sat on the seat.

'My coach is coming. Shit, my panties are out of reach. Oh no.'

'Honey, just pull your skirt down to cover up.'

She did it just in time.

Coach approached my side. I powered down the window.

'Hi Linda!'

'Ryan, is everything OK? Y'all been sitting there for about 20 minutes.'

'Yes, just fine, we were catching up on the days events.'

I could see the white panties on the floorboard right next to the front side of the door.

'Kylie, good practice, but you seemed a little distracted today.'

'Well, I was thinking about Mom. She left for India today. That worries me.'

'Understood.'

Linda averted her gaze from me. She stopped and stared at something.

Oh no, she sees the panties!

Think, think, think.

'Everything OK Kylie? Are those your panties?'

Kylie was so quick.

'Yes, they are soiled. I had an accident after practice. I forget my pads. I didn't want to keep the soiled panties on or in my bag.'

'Yes, don't ever forget them. If that happens during a competition it might cost the team.'

'I am sorry coach, it won't happen again.'

'Don't worry about your Mom. You have your Dad to take care of your every need.'

'Bye.'

I powered up the window and said in a calm voice, 'You are so smooth. That was great! So did you have your period?'

'Yep! We are good to go for the next couple of days, give or take a few.'

Another fist pump.

'Yes!'

***

Back home...

'Why don't we just go to the bedroom Daddy?'

'Because this is my turn to decide where we start... remember?'

She thought for a moment, then nodded.

We have a big, comfortable couch. We have used it several times, once when her mother was napping in the bedroom. That was exciting.

'Come on Kylie, before you know it, I will be banging you into the headboard.'

'Fine.'

She was not happy with my choice, so she stuck her pierced tongue out at me.

'Don't tease me like that,' I said.

She sat on the couch, her legs spread wide, white panties back in place, Yes!

I sat next to her and placed my hand on her panties.

We started kissing. She likes that a lot, really turns her on.

I played with her outer pussy lips that completely covered the inners.

She likes it when I squeeze them together.

When together, I rub them against each other, my thumb massaging her clit.

'Daddy, I like that too much.'

I continued, occasionally stopping to barely insert a finger between the labia then back to rubbing.

After five minutes of pussy rubbing and kissing, she stopped kissing.

She closed her eyes and wagged her head back and forth, her arms spastic with motion.

I know the signs, she was starting an orgasm.

'Put it in me, put it in me right now!'

'Kylie, don't you want...'

'Do I have to say it again? Put it in me... now!' she screamed at me.

With one hand I dropped my sweats and briefs enough to pull my erection out.

i was excited thinking about her new tongue diamond though.

I pulled down my favorite panties and pushed my cock head past the outer lips.

It was slightly uncomfortable. Tighter fit with the piercing.

I was about to shift when she grabbed my cock and pulled it deeper into her.

She thrusted her hips upward.

'Fuck me Daddy. Dammit!'

She sounded angry. I did as I was told, moving slowly in and out.

Her tight pussy can be too much for me. Especially today, it's been two weeks since I last came plus the piercing that rubbed on the top of my cock added to the arousal.

'Harder, faster, fuck me harder Daddy.'

I know that will be too much for me by experience.

I had to hold on till she came, then I will let. loose.

By now, I was pounding her pussy. I felt the warmth, the tingle in my balls, the heightened sensation of the underside of the head sliding in and out of her vagina, the piercing bar, rubbing the head top.

'Faster Daddy, I am close.'

I thought I was going fast, but I took it up a notch.

Jeez, I have to cum, I have to cum. Think of something else. don't cum in her. I have made that mistake too many times. One day we will get her on the pill.

'Rub my clit!'

Pounding her faster and harder than ever before, I added the massage of her engorged clit which had left the protection of the hood now protruding over the piercing bar.

I touched it once. She jolted upright. I touched it again.

'Oh god Daddy, stay in me, I am cumming.'

She wrapped her arms around my back, her legs around my hips.

Her breathing was just short of panting. Her head on a swivel moving back and forth. Her long nails digging into my back.

Thrusting within the limits of her leg lock, each thrust hard against her pussy, smashing her clit.

She cried out, 'Damn it, damn it' and then let out her primal scream, the one that signals she is deep in her orgasm.

I have no where to go, each hard thrust pushing me ever so close to the orgasm ledge.

It was her words that sent me over.

'Cum in me Daddy! I need your cum in me. Cum in your cock loving baby girl.'

One more thrust, I held my place and exploded my first ejaculation deep into her vagina.

Pulled out to the limit, another thrust, another spurt of cum.

Repeat, each time delivering another stream of cum in her.

She jokingly said, 'Are you ever going to stop? What a load! So much cum. I love it. I need every little sperm.'

Kylie still had me secured with her arms and legs. We kissed, the kiss of Dad and daughter after a satisfying taboo experience with each other.

She released her hold on me.

'Kylie, that was so good. So satisfying for me. You are so tight. Good, that was good.'

It's been two weeks, what an explosion.

Glad we are in the safe timing of her cycle.

We held hands.

'I love you Daddy,' she whispered.

'I love you too Kylie.'

'Daddy, I mean I really love you, like get married love.'

'What?'

'Daddy, get a divorce from Mommy and marry me. You know you would love being with me all the time. I can give you more children, children you always wanted.'

'Kylie, I don't know what to say.'

'Say you will do it. Divorce first, use our affair, we can let her catch us if needed. Then marriage. We can move out of this sad town. Let's move to NYC to pursue my dance ambitions. Move your company headquarters there. Let's...'

'Whoa, whoa stop Kylie!'

'We can't...'

Saved by my phone ringing.

'It's your coach Linda. What does she want?'

'I don't know, answer it, put her on speaker but don't tell her I am here.'

Green button to answer, speaker on.

'Hello,' I said hesitantly.

'Ryan?'

'Yes.'

'Ok, this is serious. I believe you were having sex with Kylie in the parking lot. If that is true, I will inform administration. She will be expelled.'

I held the phone away and gave it a look.

I muted fast.

'What should I say?' I asked Kylie

'Say no. We weren't doing oral sex or intercourse. So no.'

Mute off.

'Ryan, are you there?

'Yes, yes.'

'So, were you?'

'No and I resent that question.'

'So noted. Have you had sex with her in the past month, the past six months, the last year?'

A year is about right.

I looked at Kylie.

She shook her head no.

'No again.'

'I believe she is pregnant and my prime suspect is you Ryan.'

'That is fucking unbelievable! She is not, and if she is, I am not the father. Guaranteed.'

'Let me present my case. I have known Kylie for three years. I am so close to these girls I can predict their menstrual cycle within a day or two. I believe, she missed her last period.'

'But...'

'Please let me finish, then you can defend yourself.'

I slumped back in my chair. Kylie held my arm and whispered, 'It will be OK Daddy,'

'Now the girls talk to me. I subtlety asked around if Kylie had a boy friend. Most flat out said no, some giggled and said no.'

'Then there is her best friend Pippa. At first she said no, then kind of yes. She finally admitted Kylie was having a 'fling' with an unidentified family member. Pippa didn't know who.'

'I knew she was an only child. So I asked about uncles and cousins. She said none of them lived in town but I won't rule them out.'

'She said the only one in town was you Ryan, her step father, Pippa winked at me, her way of saying you were the one.'

My own fucking daughter Pippa! She is jealous we don't have sex anymore. She caused the divorce, so no way would I touch Pippa again.

I muted.

'Did you tell Pippa about us?' I asked in an angry voice.

'Not directly, she kind of figured it out on her own.'

'Bullshit, you told her. You bragged about it.'

'Okay. She was saying how hot you were, how great the sex was with you and if given the chance she would fuck you again. I told her I was fucking you.'

'Stupid! Flat out stupid. Get out of here.'

She started crying, left me and headed to her room.

'Ryan? Is there someone with you there?'

'Sorry, juggling a work call, serious problem I have to deal with. Should have told you.'

'I am almost done. You may or may not know I am good friends with Kylie's Mom. I am tempted to tell her, but It is only fair that we work out a plan to address ending the 'fling' and deal with the pregnancy.'

'When?' I asked.

'Are you free right now?'

I have to close the loop with Kylie. She needs to prove to me she is really pregnant and get these goofy ideas of getting married out of her head.

And then there is Pippa. I have to confront her today even though I am not allowed to come with 100 feet of her.

She has violated that, coming close to me at football games, suggesting we go to her car for sex.

Very hard to say no. What a body!!, Nicely shaped breasts, flat stomach, nice buttocks, pretty face with piercing blue eyes.

She seduced me, but she made the mistake that caused my wife to discover us. Bad choice, the master bedroom bed. Mom left for the airport. The minute the garage door closed, we went to bed. Mom forgot something and came back.

I often thought Pippa did it on purpose. But I can't prove it.

She wove a spell on me that blinded me to common sense. Thank god she was 18.

And her sex skills. Hard to believe someone that young could be soooo good at fellatio.

And her pussy... tighter than Kylie. Pleasant memories of how she would take me to the edge of orgasm with her tongue and mouth, then force me into that tight vagina.

One thrust in and I was cumming like I never did before and haven't since.

Sorry Kylie.

'OK, text me your address.'

Immediate response, she was ready for me.

'Let's see, 20 minutes to your place. Add ten to finish this other call. See you around a half hour from now.'

'Great! Hey Ryan it is wine o'clock for me. Would you like some wine too?'

That's weird, I am supposed to get my ass chewed and talk about stuff I didn't want to talk about.

What the hell.

'Sure.'

'What kind of wine do you drink? Mine is chardonnay.'

'That will work.'

'Ok, I have a couple of bottles chilled. We can kill those then go from there.'

She wants me to drink a bottle of wine? Now I believe this is weird.

'See you soon,' I said and looked at the phone like it was radioactive or something.

What kind of meeting is this? I will worry about that later. Kylie first, Pippa second.

I walked to her bedroom, door open. She was lying on the bed naked. Her head on the pillows, knees bent. legs spread.

Pussy calling my name.

She patted the bed between her legs.

'Daddy, I know you are mad at me, come here. Let me make it up to you.'

Tempting. I am so frustrated with her I am ready to fuck her, fuck her hard, fuck her rough to let it all out.

'No! You need to prove to me you are pregnant. How many tests have you done?'

'Seven, All positive.'

'OK, is your test kit in the bathroom?'

'Yes.'

'Let's go test again.'

I stood by the bathroom door.

I watched her log roll off the bed and saunter towards me, her large breasts freely bouncing up and down.

I had to close my eyes, way too interesting.

When I opened them, she was standing right in front of me, inches from my body, her hand on my crotch.

'Are you sure Daddy? I can give you the best blowjob right now... kneeling in front of you, my lips, my tongue rolling around on the head, stroking your enormous shaft, taking it all in, my lips near your pelvis.'

'You remember how I do that? Right Daddy?'

It would be too easy to pull my zipper down to free my penis. Letting her get it hard, fucking her face, cumming down her throat. But...

'Get up and do the test. I will be standing right here to watch you.'

'OK, but you would be missing out on a lot of fun.'

She emphasized 'lot'.

'Just do it.'

'Fine, fine, but do you have to watch?'

'Yes, I don't trust you.'

She removed the test stick from its packaging and the cap. She held the absorbent tip directly into her urine stream for a few seconds, then placed the stick on the counter.

'Satisfied?' she asked.

'What does it say?'

'We have to wait a few minutes. I can get you hard while I wait.'

'Stop it!' I said.

I walked out to the bedroom to get my phone for a picture of the result.

Back in the the bathproom after a few minutes, she showed it to me.

'Positive.'

She showed it to me, two lines.

'Fuck, I was hoping you were lying.'

'Nope Ryan, I am carrying your baby.'

At first I didn't notice what she said.

'What? Ryan?'

'Of course. When we are married, I won't be calling you Daddy, silly.'

'Won't happen. I have to go. Go research abortion clinics Kylie.'

'Not happening in this state,' she said.

'Find one somewhere.'

'Not going to do that. I WILL have your baby Ryan, get used to the idea.'

I stormed out of the room. This is crazy! Maybe Linda has a solution.

A glass of wine suddenly seemed appealing.

***

I used my burner phone from back in the days when Pippa and are were going full speed, meeting up everyday to satisfy our sex needs.

'Well, fancy that. Didn't expect to see a call from Daddy.'

'We need to talk... in person,' I said.

'Oooh, that's dangerous! So exciting!'

'Calm down. This is for a talk only.'

'OK, should I come to your place?'

'No, that is too risky. Mom is still monitoring me. She is hoping I violate the agreement so she gets the rest of my assets.'

'Including Elmo? Hah!'

Elmo was her nickname for my cock.

'No, of course not.'

'Saving it for me? I miss it, miss it a lot Daddy.'

'Pippa, focus. Any ideas where we can safely meet?'

She was silent.

'Well, there is only one place that Mom did not have pictures of us.'

'The Nighty-Night Motel? The pay by the hour, cash only place?'

'You got it.'

Meeting in a motel where the doors open right to the parking lot that is frequented by female and male prostitutes hanging around the entrance offering to make a threesome... always seemed sleazy...

But she was right. It might be our only safe place to meet.

I said, 'OK. You are right. You know the drill. I text 'stop' to let you know I am on my way. We take separate routes, you park nearby. I get the room, I text you the room number reversed. You join me.'

She said, 'Remember, cash only. The rate has gone up and requires a four hour minimum now.'

'How do you know that?'

'I... I.. oh! From the website.'

I was not convinced. She has met up with someone else. I wouldn't doubt if it is her step-father. The guy is a stud, former Navy Seal, now a successful lawyer defending veteran.. He could definitely kick my ass.

But, if they are fucking, it couldn't happen to a nicer guy..

But... thinking about her in bed with someone else... a twinge of jealousy.

I miss her sexual passion and sex skills. Kylie tries but not there... yet.

'We won't need four hours for our talk, so if you want to call in someone else for the unused time, I am good with that.'