I stood in the kitchen making breakfast as I felt my fathers eyes wondering shamelessly over my body. At the moment I only had on one of his white button-up shirts that stopped in the middle of my ass and a pair of red lace panties with a matching bra.
It was an outfit I saw my mother wear many mornings before, and I remember the way my father would gawk over her and even give himself a few rubs through his shorts when he thought I wasn't watching.
It had been almost a week since the first time I felt my fathers cock in my pussy, and I was craving it again now more than ever. So many times had I masturbated to that night, but it just wasn't the same as hearing my fathers moans mingled with mine as we made love to each other.
"What are you making Kay?" he asked standing behind me and placing his hand on my ass. His touch alone made a small whimper escape my lips and I blushed heavily.
"Just the usual." I smiled removing a pancake from the hot pan and transferring it to a plate as my father gave my ass a light squeeze and kissed my neck.
"Your such a good girl. Thank you." he said in his deep fatherly tone as I moaned beneath my breath. I could feel my pussy starting to become wet as my Dad continued to rub under my shirt on top of my lace panties.
"You must know what this does to me right? You know seeing you dressed like your mother use to drives me wild." He stated in a tone that made a heartbeat begin in my increasingly wet cunt.
My lack of response wasn't due to my nerves but the soft and passionate lips he had placed on mine. His hand remained held onto my ass as his other steadily undone the buttons of my shirt.
Feeling his hand swiftly find and cup my breast like he had done it a hundred times over made me feel as if he had studied my body in hopes of this very occasion. The sweet words he whispered in between long kisses made my lust for him grow until it seeped through the material of my panties.
"Oh daddy." I moaned as I felt his fingers teasingly move down between my legs and touch my wetness before slowly pulling my underwear down along with my shirt letting them drop to the kitchen floor.
"Oh fuck your already so wet." He hummed as he slid his finger into me from behind and filled his free hand with my exposed boob. "I want to love you right here in this kitchen. Is that okay?" he asked as he effortlessly slid another one of his long and thick fingers into me.
"Yes sir," I smirked "I want you to love me like you loved mommy. Right here in this kitchen." I moaned feeling his fingers move faster and deeper. Watching the lust on his face grow as I said those words made a sense of pride rise up in me that I couldn't explain.
A few more moments of him pumping his fingers into my pussy made me hungry for more, and I told him in a hushed whimper. He then pulled them out and spun me around so that I was facing him. I could now clearly see his cock print through his shorts and his burning desire for me behind his eyes.
"Your so beautiful." He said lovingly as he sat me up on the countertop then reaching behind me and unclipping my bra. My breasts hung freely now and my father didn't hesitant to show them attention. "So much bigger now." he chuckled as he fondled them gently.
Again his lips met mine in a passionate embrace but this time I felt his tongue enter my mouth. Our tongues danced together as our kiss deepened leaving the need for breath to become an afterthought. My hands roamed over his chest and stomach as we continued then I tugged on his shirt signaling for him to take it off.
After he took it off, his lips then traveled down my neck leaving painted spots of red as his fingers pinched my nipples making me moan and whimper. Slowly he wondered over my stomach leaving marks of his presence until he reached my begging pussy, but skipped over it to my thighs which caused me let out a sound of protest.
"Just like your mother," he smirked as he sucked on my inner thigh. "Just be patient." he stated as he spread my legs further. Being patient was not something I was inclined to do at the moment, but I obeyed my father.
When his tongue finally came in contact with my aching pussy I couldn't hold back the moan of pleasure that escaped my lips. "Oh shit." I cursed as he masterfully started eating my pussy. I could feel his tongue flicking over my clit and licking my pink hole causing me to tilt my head back in ecstasy.
I could hear low moans coming from him as he continued to eat me out. "My sweet girl." he smiled as I felt two fingers start to fuck me. I looked down in between my legs and was meet with his lust filled ones looking right back up at me. I watched his masculine figure and imagined how my mother felt when she was in this very same spot.
On many occasions had I caught my mother on this same counter top with my father between her legs moaning as he ate her out. They were so absorbed in one another that they didn't even notice me watching them.
Thinking back on those times made me realize that it was me who had my hand wrapped in his hair now moaning in undescribable pleasure as he finger fucked me and ate my pussy. "Oh fuck I'm going to cum." I whimpered clenching my fist in his hair as I practically started to hump his face.
"Go ahead and cum for me Kathy." my father stated and hearing him call me by my mothers name sent me over the edge. I bucked my hips on his fingers and could feel my juices slicking them with every motion.
When I calmed down my father stood from in between my legs and sucked his fingers making me blush. "I love it when you cum on my face like that. You taste so fucking good baby." he stated as he ran his fingers along my inner thigh over the darkening spots he left.
