Marcia and Daddy Are Ready to Mae Love

One would be wise to read in the following sequence, "Marcia and Daddy Confessions I", "More Confessions From Marcia" and finally, "Marcia Spies on Daddy" in order for this story to have more continuity.

Regardless, reading just "Marcia Spies on Daddy' will suffice to bridge a natural segue way to this story.

Those three chapters were written specifically for a female friend of mine who confessed she had strong sexual feelings for her farther starting when she was 14 after she discovered her father's interest in incest and specifically in her, while using his computer. Her sexual feelings for her father continued to her 30th birthday.

Those feelings were never acted on by either Marcia or her father. The segments were written for her as a fantasy way for the father and daughter to communicate their feelings to each other. The segment titled "Marcia Spied on Daddy" has a good deal of truth woven into the story when dealing with her discovery of what was on her father's desktop. That happened when Marcia was actually 14, not 18. The rest of the story is a fantasy.

Because Literotica cannot allow any sexual contact with story characters under 18, those segments needed major editing to conform to that policy. Unfortunately a good portion of the natural continuity of the fantasy relationship was lost due to that editing.

I may rewrite those chapters someday and include the three with this story. Regardless this story can stand alone and hopefully will bring a pleasurable experience to some of those who read it.

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Marcia has discovered several folders on her father's computer dealing with father/daughter incest. She found one folder that had stories written by her father involving the two of then sharing intimacy. She has been looking into various files for some time now and is concerned she may be caught. The story follows.

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Marcia looked at the clock on the screen and realized that daddy could walk in any time now. Frantically, she closed the folder and shut the computer down. She strode briskly to her bedroom, closed and locked the door. She pulled her tee-shirt over her head, removed her bra, and then pushed her shorts down her legs. Her panties came off with the shorts. She stood naked in front of the mirror taking in her nude reflection. Yes, she told herself, she was still the same 18 year old daughter; the same daughter she'd been all her life, but what she just learned from snooping in her father's computer added a new twist to her life.

She well knew she could get the boys at school to jump through hoops for her if she gave them a sexy look or smile. She had a very good idea of the power a pussy held over the silly guys in her classes who always tried without success to feel her up or beg to have her jerk them off. These were not guys she dated but rather just "boys" who felt the need to try their luck with her.

This was different, very different. She now understood she had the ability to turn on a handsome, virile man who was more than twice her age. The fact that it was her father made it even more amazing to her. "My Daddy wants to fuck me. He wants to cum in my pussy. He wants to do to her what her girlfriend Jean did to her a few months earlier. Daddy wants to eat my pussy! "

She ran her hands up her flanks to her chest She began by cupping her large breasts enjoying their weight in her hands. Next she rolled and squeezed her nipples. She continued to caress a breast with her right hand and moved her left hand across her abdomen and continued downward until she reached her pussy. Using a finger Marcia began to stimulate her clitoris through the sparse curls of her trimmed blonde bush. She put her index finger into her wet opening moving it around to get wet and brought the moistened digit back to her clit.

Marcia could feel the heat building in her crotch as she played with her clit. She moved her other hand down between her legs and gently pushed a finger into her pussy making sure she did so without rupturing her hymen. She stared at herself in the mirror wishing the hands that were caressing her sexy slit were her father's.

She needed more, so she squatted not missing a single stroke as she fingered herself. She opened her bottom dresser drawer and reached under the sweatshirts to where she kept the remainder of a candle. She felt around until she found it. She deliberately chose a short candle for her pleasure because she knew it would not go in her deep enough to pop her virgin pussy's cherry. Marcia fantasized it was her father Anthony's cock that she would soon feel in her pulsating pussy.

She took the candle out of the drawer and stared at it for several seconds disappointed it wasn't longer before she ran her tongue over the bottom end. She placed it in her mouth and sucked it like a cock taking its entire length with little effort, fantasizing she was sucking her father's s cock. She got it very wet with her saliva pretending it was daddy's big hard prick in her mouth.

Marcia wanted more. She pulled her makeshift dildo from her mouth, moved it between her legs and pushed it into her waiting slit. She sinuously moved up and down on the fake cock. Her eyes were closed imagining it was daddy's cock that she was riding. A long, loud groan escaped her lips as she slowly pleasured herself to oblivion.

The noise caught the attention of Anthony who was in his bedroom changing into some comfortable clothes after coming home from work. Marcia was so into her sex play that she did not heard him come in. She was so worked up at that point she probably would have continued the fantasy of making love to her father even if she knew he was at home.

Anthony reacted instantly when he heard what was going on in the next bedroom. He discovered sometime after he allowed Marcia to move into the larger bedroom, formerly an office and workout room for his ex-wife Diane, that the placement of the air conditioner vents between the two rooms made it easy for him to hear whatever was happening in his daughter's bedroom.

If he sat in his closet it was almost like he was in the same room with his daughter. He spent many a night on his bedroom chair, stroking his cock while listening to Marcia masturbate. He knew she had a high sex drive and was fairly sure she was still a virgin. She did not date much and in fact had not gone out on a date with a guy for over a year and a half to the best of his recollection.

More important, he did not think she would masturbate every night if she was fucking someone. Listening to his young daughter pleasuring her body every night before she went to sleep was one of the things he loved about his "Marcia". She gave him ample opportunity with her evening activities to fill an encyclopedia full of erotic thoughts and fantasized scenarios.

Anthony thought, "Marcia masturbating before she goes to sleep? This is highly unusual. I wonder if something got her worked up. Perhaps she found one of my porn videos and got hot from watching." Anthony could feel his cock swell as he listened to the gasps and moans his daughter made as she touched herself. He slid his boxer shorts off and stood naked by his closet, slowly stroking his stiff cock.

Continuing to jerk himself lightly, he went to his drawer, reached in and pulled out his trusty pair of panties. He got a tremendous thrill using his daughter's panties for this purpose. The idea of where they were, on his daughters hot pussy, before he sneaked them from the laundry hamper was a huge sexual turn on for him. An added bonus was the way the satiny fabric they were constructed from felt on his cock. He had cum in them so many times he took to secretly hand washing them to get rid of his dried crusty discharges.

He reached into the drawer of his night stand and pulled out a tube of K-Y, squirted some on his cock and began working it up and down his shaft. He was imagining this would be how Marcia's juices would feel around his cock. He moved the chair into the closet taking a hand towel with him. Anthony positioned the chair where the sounds from Marcia's bedroom were best heard. He sat down he began to stroke himself knowing he was going to work his prick until he came. As he played with his cock his head was full of erotic images of him and his daughter fucking.

Marcia's legs started to ache from being in the squatting position for so long. She decided to stand while keeping the candle/dildo firmly embedded in her pussy. Her cunt was so tight there was no need for her to hold it in place as she walked to her bed and lay down on her back. Now she began to seriously fuck herself. She could feel her climax beginning to get close. She had done this many, many times since discovering how wonderful it felt to play with her pussy. Lost in the mental image if her fantasy Marcia moaned audibly as she thought to herself," Oh daddy," then, "Mmmmmmm. Fuck me with your beautiful cock. I want to feel you fill me up. Ummm, ahhhh, yeeaaaahh."

Anthony's hand was moving rapidly over his red/purple prick as he listened to his daughter's sexy moans. "God, I wish that was my cock fucking that pussy," he thought. He looked down at his cock and he was certain he could please her with it. He was not huge, but big enough at 6 ½ to 7 inches and medium thick with a nice head. He imagined his cock would be the perfect size and shape for Marcia's petite physique. He so wanted to feel it enter her taboo virgin pussy.

Marcia's pussy lips were large enough to stick out from her mound allowing her easy access to her pussy. When she had something inside her cunt it gripped like a vice. She was imagining that it was her father who was getting that feeling of tightness on his cock instead of the candle, and the wickedness of the thought spurred her arousal higher and higher.

As she approached her orgasm she began to pump the candle stub faster and faster in her cunt. It was making squishing noises as she fucked herself. These sounds were very sexy to her; they were almost obscene she thought. A series of involuntary guttural groans from deep in her throat told her she was getting close to her climax.

Then it was there; the now very familiar feeling reaching to the core of her gut and cunt. She emitted a loud moan and caught her breath. For a split second she hung on the edge as she slowed down her movements in an attempt to prolong the indescribable sensations rippling through out her body right before the explosion. With a deep groan her body went into convulsions as a massive orgasm swept her body from head to toe. Without thinking about what she was saying Marcia spoke out loud, "Oh daddy. Oh my God daddy. Fuck me, fuck me daddy."

For several indescribably fantastic seconds she was overwhelmed with her climax; her pussy exploded on the home made candle/dildo. Her cunt walls were having spasms and contracting much stronger than ever before. Marcia was in a sexual stupor for some time. She came back to reality when she felt the wetness of her orgasm discharge on her hand.

As he heard the telltale sound of Monica's orgasm getting close Anthony stroked himself harder and harder, feeling the tightening in his prostate as the gland prepared for an ejaculation. When he heard his sweet young virgin daughter shout, "Oh daddy. Oh my God daddy. Fuck me, fuck me daddy," he knew his orgasm was seconds away. With his mind lost in the fantasy fuck, he stroked a few final times then watched as his cock spewed out several strings of cum one of which landed on the hand towel on his lap.

The first shot flew nearly two feet in the air and the rest went almost as far until the pulsing stopped. The last few were weaker and the last of his cum flowed over his hand.. His body shook as he squeezed out the final few drops of semen. He squeezed his prick to push out any remaining semen and got up to clean himself. He realized it had to be at least a year before his wife Diane left since he climaxed that hard.

His thoughts went back to what he heard his daughter say as she came. He took a second or two to process what he just heard Marcia say as she came, his brain too caught up with the wonderful sensations his climax was causing. What he heard puzzled him. He was sure he heard her say "Daddy" more than once and was confused by her action. He put the thought on hold as he prepared to clean up the mess caused by his climax.

Marcia stayed on her bed as the afterglow of the massive orgasm waved throughout her hard young body. It had been a first for her. She had many very nice climaxes since she started to masturbate, but never had she cum that intensely, that completely. She felt totally satisfied. She gave some thought about what just happened.

Marcia understood and accepted the simple fact so obvious to her; she knew the amazing intensity of this climax came as a result of her fantasy of fucking her father. As her wits and focus returned she became aware of movement in her father's room. Marcia realized he was home.

What had he heard? Not sure if she was more embarrassed than frightened with the knowledge her father may have heard everything, Marcia wondered if he had been home for the entire time she fucked herself. Then a slow, almost sinister smile played across her face as she realized that she didn't care if he had heard her or not. She came to the realization some time during her frantic masturbation session; she had made up her mind. She was going to do it. She was going try to get her father to fuck her. So what if it was incest. She didn't care if it was taboo.

She needed to be a woman for her "Daddy", and based on what she found in his drawer and his computer, he obviously wanted her to be his woman. He had professed his love for her during the course of the stories about them in the password protected folder. Marcia clearly understood that love was not father/daughter love. It was, "I am in love with you love." Yes, he loved her and wanted her in a carnal way. Marcia accepted a simple truth; she loved him and wanted him in the same fashion. Those odd feelings for her father had started when she was 14. Now, four years later she was sure of what she wanted to happen. She wanted to make love to her father.

Anthony threw on a pair of cargo shorts added a polo shirt and headed for the kitchen to wrangle up something to eat. He still did not equate what he heard his daughter say or why she shouted out daddy several times while climaxing.

He nearly bumped into Marcia as she emerged from her bedroom. He couldn't help but notice that she was flushed, her hair was tousled and she smelled of sex. He took a long look at his daughter and noticed something unusual about her appearance.

From the way her nipples were poking through the material of her tee-shirt he was sure his daughter hadn't bothered to put on a bra. That was very unlike Marcia. He could count the number of times she was bra-less since her breasts developed into her now generous cup size. He wondered if she simply forgot or if there was more to it than that.

Marcia had long known that men liked to see women in tee-shirts without a bra, and she figured her father was no different. Truthfully, bras for Marcia were mostly because of her modesty or to keep her nipples from becoming irritated especially when she was practicing with the marching band. There was something about the stiffness of the uniform front that was very annoying to her nipples.

She was thought by most of the boys in her class to have the biggest and nicest shaped breasts in the high school. She was extremely well endowed, a generous D size cup, blessed with very dense breasts and really did not need a bra for support. Her breasts sat up high and proud on her chest with only a minimum of sag.

Not finding much in the refrigerator they decided to have pizza delivered. They sat down at the table after the pizza delivery discussing various subjects. Marcia was intelligent enough to know now was not the time to mention anything about what she had found earlier that day. She still had some serious concerns about that. She was not sure how Anthony would react if she told him what she discovered while snooping in his personal computer files.

She didn't want to discuss what she had seen just yet. Marcia wanted to think this through in order to formulate a plan that would culminate with the seduction of her "Daddy". For his part, Anthony was pleased to see her in a tight tee-shirt giving him an ample eye full of her lovely ample breasts.

As they worked together in the small kitchen cleaning up after eating, Anthony found himself for at least the thousandth time over the last four years tempted to simply take his daughter in his arms and make his feelings known. His cock was hard again with the thoughts he was enjoying about her. He wanted to so badly, but morality issues coupled with the fear Marcia would think of him as the worst kind of sick pedophile pervert for desiring her in a carnal way again caused him to stifle those urges.

If she were looking at incest porn and fantasizing being with her father that still was not the same as actually wanting to do it for real. Another caveat in need of serious consideration was the fact that if he touched her and she resisted his affection he could very well ruin his excellent relationship they did enjoy as father/daughter. In addition was the fear of being disgraced in his daughter eyes by his actions.

After getting her lunch ready for school the next day, Marcia kissed her father on the cheek the way she always did before going to her bedroom and was in bed by 9:30. Lying in bed with a hundred thoughts in her head she was conscious of how exciting the day's events were for her. She was about to embark on an adventure.

She still had many questions concerning how she should go about getting her father to make love to her. Added to that was the prospect of doing something so forbidden, the thought of which thrilled her to the core. She had wanted to have sex so badly since the night she and Jean spent exploring each other on a sleep over. That was already several months behind her and yet she was still a virgin.

Marcia knew why she had not allowed any of the boys she once dated to fuck her. She felt they were so immature, especially when she compared their behavior around her with her fathers. They would look at her breasts and body and rudely gawk at her making her feel like a sexual object to them. She had heard a few guys crassly refer to her as a hot piece of meat. Because of that and because of her growing interest in her father she stopped dating almost two years ago.

Daddy, on the other hand, was so much more adult about the way he admired her sexy body. There was just something different about the way he made her feel when he took her in. Somehow when daddy looked her over, rather than making her feel like a sexual object or dirty, he made her feel like an attractive woman.

Another important consideration was her reputation. A few of her high school girl friends had slept with boys. It didn't take more than a couple of hours for that kind of news to spread through the high school the next day. These girls were immediately the focus of attention from all the "cool" guys who wanted only one thing from them; to get laid. In short order every one of these girls earned reputations as being sluts. They soon were hearing stories about how they had fucked guys they didn't even know. The male need to brag about sexual conquest was far stronger in high school boys than honesty or discretion.

Eventually she was able to shut out the myriad of thoughts spinning through her head. Still sexually charged after all that happened today, she felt the need for another release and masturbated to climax for the second time. Marcia's head was full of positively erotic thoughts about her "Daddy" as she fell asleep .