I lay in bed awake for what seemed hours. Finally, I couldn't stand it any longer. My cunny was dripping wet and my release was in the bedroom upstairs. I climbed out of bed and crept up the stairs to my parents' bedroom.
I pressed my ear to the door, but the only sound I could hear was breathing. I opened the door slowly and peered inside, seeing my parents sleeping. I walked quietly over to the bed and shook my father gently.
"Daddy, wake up," I whispered.
My father turned and faced me with a worried expression. "Hush, sugar. Your mother's asleep. What is it?"
I looked at him desperately and said, "I need you tonight, Daddy. I'm awful hot down here. Please, fuck me," I lifted my nighty and fingered my bare, wet pussy.
My father stared at me playing with myself, then shook his head and got out of bed. My mother shifted in her sleep on the bed and my father looked back at her. I stifled a giggle as I took his hand and led him out of the bedroom.
I could feel my juices running down my thighs as we went to my bedroom. I smiled sweetly at my father as I closed the door and sat down on my bed. He didn't say a word as he smiled uneasily back at me.
"Tiffany, honey. I don't think we should continue doing this," he stammered.
My heart sunk in my chest. I loved my father, and his big cock. I loved his cock since the first time I saw it. It had all started innocently enough, tickling and boisterous play and the like. Things gradually started to go farther. Eventually we were touching each other, then licking, and finally fucking. I loved it so much I didn't want it to end now.
I smiled impishly at my father and lifted my nighty over my head. I enjoyed the way my father stared at my young, naked body. And as I gazed at his hard, thick bulge in his boxer shorts, I knew I still had him.
"You don't like my body anymore?" I asked coyishly.
My father looked at me intently and said, "Of course I do. But Tiffany, you're my daughter. It's not right. I'm only supposed to do this with your mother."
"Daddy, I love you. So it must be right. Besides, is Mommy's cunny as tight as mine?" I teased as I spread my slender legs, exposing my clean shaven little crotch.
My father breathed, "No, she's not."
"Does Mommy suck your cock like I do?" I persisted.
"No, you know she hasn't done that for years," he replied.
I shifted on the bed closer to where my father was standing. I looked up at him and said sweetly, "You know I love to. I'm your little cocksucker; you've said it yourself." I then tugged down his underwear and his enormous cock sprang out.
I traced my fingers along my father's massive pole, still mesmerized by the size and beauty of it. I remember how much his cock scared me the first time I saw it. Now I couldn't live without it.
"I'll always be your little cocksucker," I whispered as I opened my mouth and spread my lips around his bloated shaft. I moaned when he sighed with pleasure and resignation, his huge erection throbbing hotly in my mouth.
I bobbed my head slowly up and down my father's meaty shaft. My tongue and lips massaged his silky flesh, and I loved the taste and feel of his manhood. My dad's cock is really big, about nine inches and very thick, and though I'm eighteen I'm pretty petite for my age. So I'm able to suck on barely a half of his magnificent tool, but my father is very understanding.
I sucked and licked his giant stalk for awhile, enjoying his constant moaning and the feel of his meaty pole sliding between my lips. I then pulled his swollen rod from my mouth and swirled my tongue around his engorged head, lapping up the sticky sweet pre-cum.
"Daddy, did you fuck Mommy tonight?" I asked between saucy licks.
My father stroked my cheeks tenderly as he watched me feast on his giant penis. "No, she said she was tired."
"Goodie," I beamed. I thought he hadn't fucked my mother, as I couldn't taste her pussy on his cock. I was glad, too. My father shoots a lot when he comes, and I was happy he had a good load saved for me. And I also feel a bit jealous when he has sex with my mother. I should be good enough for him, and I don't want to share his big cock with anyone.
I flickered my tongue down my father's thick, veiny shaft to his huge, round balls. I pressed my mouth to his sack and sucked gently on one orb, than the other. I could feel his testicles fill with delicious cum, and I knew he was going to pump me full this night.
I took my dad's massive shaft back in my mouth and sucked it hungrily for a few more minutes. I then lay down on the bed and preened seductively. "Daddy, lie down with me," I said.
My father pulled off his shorts and climbed into my bed. I giggled happily when his muscular chest pressed against my girlish breasts and he held me in his strong arms. I felt so safe and secure in his hold. And I loved the feel of his monstrous cock resting against my belly.
"Pumpkin, you're so beautiful," my father breathed as he wiped a strand of hair from my face.
I smiled prettily at him, happy from his praise. Some say I look like my mother, and I think she's beautiful. But I knew my body and face were more exciting. I have small, pert tits and a tiny waist, and shave my pussy so I look even younger than eighteen. And my recently discovered sexual hunger kept my father returning to my bed to fuck me instead of my mother.
My father lay next to me staring lustfully at my young, naked body. He then pressed his lips to mine and began kissing me passionately. I moaned softly into his mouth as his tongue flitted against mine. His size dwarfed me, and I wanted to be consumed by him.
We made out for awhile and I squealed with delight when my father began to rub one of my firm titties. I arched my chest against his hand as he pinched a spiking nipple. He rolled the little pebble between his fingers and gently pulled on it, thrilling my girlish breast like only he knew how. His hand then slid down my flat tummy, slowly making its way to my hot crotch.
My cunny was frothing with arousal by the time his hand crept between my slender thighs. I opened my legs wide, giving my father complete access to my burning loins. I moaned again when he cupped my sopping, hairless mound. His fingers parted my swollen pussylips and I cried out when he started to diddle my hard clit.
"Ewwww, Daddy! You make my cunny so hot!" I whimpered as my clit buzzed beneath his caressing fingers. He then slid a finger into my tight wet hole and began to frig me.
I twisted hornily on the bed as I kissed my father and he fingered my slick, clutching pussy. I gripped his hard cock and pumped it. My little fingers were barely able to encircle his thick shaft as they shucked up and down his swollen staff. I love playing with my father's meaty dick; there's so much of it.