Sonja sat on her dad's lap. Her head was on his shoulder and she was crying. At 18 and a senior in high school, she'd had a series of disasters in her love life and her latest boyfriend had just broken up with her.
Dan was trying to comfort his teenage daughter but all he could really do was hold her and hope to help her through it all. His hands slid over the back of her shirt and he felt the sobs that racked her body as well as heard them. He loved his daughter but was completely out of his element to try to understand what she was feeling.
Dan's hands got lost in his daughters long blond hair as he tried to give her comfort. Her hair felt luxurious, then he fussed at himself, this was his daughter for goodness sake. But in spite of himself, his hands kept going back to run through her hair.
Sonja felt his fingers in her hair and smiled. She loved her long blonde hair, the way it felt to the touch and how it sparkled as it caught the light, and even though it was her dad that was doing the playing she was glad he felt that way about her hair too. Her tears stopped and she felt a warm feeling just being with him.
Sonja concentrated on how it felt. Besides taking pleasure in the feeling, she could hear her dad's heartbeat as her head lay on his shoulder. The love he felt for her was in his touch as his hands slid up and down her back. She smiled as his hands seemed to keep going back to her hair. She thought, "Could you scratch my back dad?"
"Sure honey, if that's what you want."
Sonja froze, had she said that out loud? She must have because her dad had not only answered her; his hands had made claws were exerting more pressure on her back. She was soon relaxing again as his hands coaxed the stiffness out of her muscles. She softly sighed and kissed his cheek, "Thanks dad that feels wonderful."
She lay like that for a few minutes then whispered, "Go under the shirt." She was surprised that she liked the idea of her dad touching her skin she had always been uncomfortable with it for some reason. She felt his hands start to pull at her shirt; she knew he was hesitant so she just waited to see what he did.
Sonja felt her shirt slowly being pulled out of her jeans. His hands would make slow passes over the base of her spine and gently come back up until his fingers ran into her shirt. Every time his hands were at the bottom, she would feel him tugging her shirt to make it come up farther. She leaned back some to make it easier for him and was rewarded by his fingers scratching her stomach as well. It felt electrifying.
Sonja was no stranger to sex, at 14 she'd already had the body of an adult woman. With a sexy body and pretty face it didn't take her long to realize that she could have as many boys as she wanted. She had fucked quite a few before she realized she wanted more. She wanted someone to touch her heart not just her body. So she had basically stopped having sex until she could find that someone. It had led to quite a few boyfriends that had only wanted sex and broke up with her when they discovered they weren't going to get it. The latest one had been today.
Her dad was trying to be as gentle as he could and still scratch. She realized that her shirt was now at the middle of her back and wondered how far he intended to go? She wondered how far she wanted him to go? Her mind was confused. On one hand, this was her father for Pete sake! She shouldn't want him to do anything. On the other hand he alone wanted to reach her heart and had never asked for more. It was a love she could always count on.
She loved her mom but it was her dad that she was closest to. He was the one she would come to as a little girl when she was afraid of a storm. It was her dad that she lay next to in bed and found comfort because his arms surrounded her. No longer a child, it would be her dad she would call if she had an emergency. And she knew in her heart he would always come for her and be there for her.
It was wrong and she knew it, deep inside she knew it. Then why did she sort of hope he didn't stop? Maybe she was worried for nothing. He apparently realized that the next time he raised her shirt her breasts would be exposed because she had no bra on. His fingers were leaving little white trails over her tanned skin. As his hands were on her front Sonja leaned forward a little so that the back of his hand brushed her still covered nipples. Electricity shot through her.
Dan loved that way it felt to have his hands on her smooth skin. Her body was doing things to his and it shouldn't. He had raised her shirt as far as he dared, the next time it would not be a father comforting his daughter but a man that wanted a woman. He knew it was wrong, he should stop! Her young body was generating heat and where she was sitting that heat was making him very uncomfortable.
Damn! He had accidently brushed her nipple. He froze and waited for her to get off of him and tell him off for touching her that way. He loved her, but not that way! His mind was telling him to stop. She wasn't getting up! His hands went around her back, raised her shirt and he freed her breasts of the material. He saw the white flesh of her breasts showing, the pink aureoles and nipples were peaking out.
Sonja felt her dad run his fingers along the taught skin of her back and the smooth skin of her flat stomach, and it felt so good! She also felt him getting an erection. She was making her dad get hard!
The contact he had made with her nipples had made them hard in an instant. Now his fingers purposely scratched the sensitive flesh of her lower breasts, his thumb accidently rubbing across her hard nipples. He could feel her heart as she reacted to his touch. He had never thought of doing anything to her and he knew she felt the same way as he did. So how had they gotten to the point where he wanted to touch her and she wanted him to? It was the only explanation. He liked what he was doing to his daughter and she was obviously letting him because she only had to stand up to stop it, so that meant she liked it to.
He knew he couldn't stop, he didn't want to. He put his fingers on her flat stomach and moved up until he had a breast in each hand. The nipples were hard with desire and standing out proudly from the white flesh of her breasts.
Sonja glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw that her dad was looking at her breasts with desire. She should stop him now! This had already gone too far, but they could still pretend it didn't happen if they stopped now. It wasn't too late to go back to just being father and daughter.
Even as she thought those things, she felt her nipples trapped between his fingers and thumbs. She gave out a soft moan as he sent shivers through her young body. She knew it had been too late for awhile now. The minute they both discovered they wanted this it had been too late. The minute he had permitted himself to explore, the minute she hadn't stopped him, it had been too late.
Sonja placed her hand on the side of her dad's face turning him toward her. She placed her lips to his and gave him a soft kiss, "I love you dad."
Dan kissed his daughter, "Honey, I never...ah...I mean I haven't..." He was stopped from talking by another kiss from her.
She smiled at him, "I know dad, I've never thought of you this way either." She kissed him again, "I do know that I have liked what we have done so far and I don't want it to stop." Her hand dropped between her legs to his hard cock trying to escape his jeans. "I think you feel the same way as I do." She felt him answer with his lips on hers. After the kiss, she saw him start to say something and put her hand to his lips. "I am not a child being abused by my father; I'm a grown woman wanting to make love to the one man that loves me even if we never did anything."
Dan watched as she slid off of him and stood up and held out her hand to him. He put his hand in hers and let her help him stand up. Dan let his daughter lead him up the stairs to her bedroom. Nothing was said as they walked, both were lost in their own thoughts.
They got into the room and Sonja dropped to her knees in front of her father. Her hands were practiced and soon his jeans and underwear were in a pile at his feet. Her fingers wrapped around his cock. He was still semi-hard from before as her fingers explored him he continued to get harder. She kissed the head and put her lips around it. She held just the head in her mouth as her hand explored the shaft and balls. She wondered what kind of sex life her mom and dad had.
She took her mouth away from him, stood up and kissed him. She went to the bed, took her clothes off and lay on her back. She watched her dad's reaction at seeing his little girl like this. She had a nice body and she worked hard to keep it that way. Her face was pretty and her blonde hair caught the light with sparkling highlights. Her breasts were large with big aureoles with nipples that stood out proudly from her breasts. Sonja was pleased at the way he was hungering for her.
Dan saw his daughter as a very desirable woman for the first time. He took his shirt off and he stepped out of the pile of jeans and underwear, shoes and socks were next. He sat down on the edge of the bed and bent down to kiss her. "I love you but right now I want you and not as my little girl."
Her hand closed around his hard cock, "I love you too, and I want you." She placed her hands on either side of his head, "Dad, we don't know what each other like, so can we tell each other? I love having my nipples sucked." Sonja felt him move down and she sighed softly as his lips closed around her nipple. She placed her hand on his and guided it to her other breast.
Sonja felt a warm sensation spread from her nipples. Her dad switched from one nipple to the other and she absently ran her hand through his hair. "Mmm, I wish I had you do this a long time ago."
After a few minutes of this, Sonja watched as her dad moved so that one leg was one either side of her and his cock was in the valley between her breasts. Using his hands so that one was on the outside of each of her breasts he squeezed trapping his cock.
She watched as he slowly fucked her breasts. She thought what else could you call it? He was moving back and forth so that his cock would slide in and out of the prison her breasts were making. She giggled when she saw just the head of his cock peak out at her only to retreat back inside. "Does mom let you do this to her?"
He laughed, "Not hardly, she won't let my cock anywhere near her mouth."
"Move forward some more."
He did but had to let go of her breasts to do it, when he squeezed her breasts together again his cock nearer her mouth.
"Bunch the pillow behind my head."
Again Dan had to release his cock from their fleshy prison but with the pillows arranged he again started to fuck her breasts. This position made his cock rub against her mouth on the forward stroke.
