What can you do when your virgin daughter has waited for you to pop her cherry? Those thirty-six C's and plump ass don't help him be the adultier one. What's a Dad to do?! But once she learns the power she has over a man, all bets are off. Lots of daddy/daughter play. As always comments are welcome, I try to answer private emails. If you like it, give me some * love * at the end of the story! xo
"Daddy, pleasseeee," Olivia whispered in a voice much too seductive for a twenty-year-old.
She squeezed between the breakfast table and my body to sit her soft plump ass on my lap. Her arms came around my neck so her ample tits pushed into my chest. The thin nightgown did nothing to suppress the hardening nipples that poked into my bare chest.
"I need some new clothes for summer. Everything I have is for college."
Her lips were inches from mine. Her breath came out in soft little puffs when she talked, which hardened my cock even more. She rocked her ass letting me know she felt it.
"Larry, can you stop at the grocery store on your way home from work," she said, coming into the kitchen and just that quick Olivia was off my lap and leaning against the counter eating her toast. "I have another late meeting so I'm not sure when I'll be home so don't wait dinner for me."
I nodded. "Yep, just leave the list, no problem." I had scooted my chair more under the table to hide the hard-on the tented the front of my sleep pants.
"What're you doing today, Olivia?" her Mom asked.
"I may invite a girlfriend over to hang out at the pool with me."
"Fun, I think we have enough snacks and soda around for you girls," she said, picking up her laptop case and purse. "Okay you guys, see you later!" And she was out the door.
"You are cutting it way too close young lady," I said, frowning. "She almost caught you on my lap."
She came up behind me, leaned so her tits draped my shoulder while her fingers wove through the hair on my chest. I stifled a moan.
"I just can't help myself, Daddy." Those little puffs of breaths in my ear made my cock throb and I was glad it was still hidden under the table. "I see you and I want to rub my body against yours."
"You're turning into quite the cock tease you know," I said, knowing that was in her college vocabulary.
She twisted around so she was back on my lap again, facing me. The gossamer-thin nightgown. The only thing between her forbidden tits and my chest. She pressed them into me, her arms around my neck. Automatically I circled her waist. As she raised her arms, her nightgown worked higher until the lace followed the lines of her thighs, and dipped down to the V between her legs.
"I'm not teasing though, Daddy. I want to follow through." She rocked her soft ass into my throbbing cock.
Just for a moment, I thought as I moved my hands to her plump ass and pulled her down harder into my cock. Just for a moment. She rubbed her tits hard against my chest and sucked on my earlobe.
"Daddy I can tell you want me too," she breathed in my ear. "All I have to do is straddle your lap and this is ready for you." She lifted her gown to show her pussy. Pink lips were swollen and damp.
"I have to get dressed and get to work. If you need anything, call me. I'll be in the office all day," I said, ignoring her pouting lip
I watched her walk out of the room, her thin cotton nightgown clinging to her curves and cupping he ass. I sighed, thinking, old man you got a wake-up blow job from your wife this morning and an hour later you're lusting after your daughter. Olivia was getting more insistent and taking more chances. On one hand, it was exciting, but reality told me otherwise.
When I got home I walked out to only see Olivia in the pool. "I thought you were having friends over."
She turned and gave me her big smile. "Daddy! They were. They just left."
She came up the steps, rising out of her water like a beautiful mermaid. Olivia did not dress provocatively, and her bright blue one-piece bathing suit served only to enhance her gorgeous curves.
The plunging neckline teased you with the inner curves of her breasts. Thirty-six C. I know. I peeked. It was high cut on the hips making her legs look even longer. As I looked at her I watched her nipples harden and poke through the knit. She walked up to me.
"Are you coming, Daddy?" Water clung to her long eyelashes that framed her deep blue eyes. The bright blue suit made them even more sultry. I watched water running off her shoulder-length hair into rivers between her breasts. I wanted to trace them with my tongue. "Coming into the pool, I mean," she said with her sexy smile.
With an inner groan, I knew I had to be the adultier one. "Don't think so, honey. I will sit by the pool while you swim."
I hated the disappointment in her eyes but knew I was treading on thin ice and it could be disastrous if I fell through. I didn't want to lose my marriage, or worse, get arrested, for fucking my daughter. At twenty she was of age she could make rational decisions. In fact, would soon be twenty-one, and normally I would be worried, but Olivia has never caused us any worries at all.
She is a beautiful girl and I am sure guys would be after her, especially at college, but she never dated much in high school, and even less now that she is in college. She was always focused on her studies, and as our only child, we were thrilled. I think she is a late bloomer testing her powers of seduction on the nearest male. Which is me.
She was drying off when I came back out, cold drinks in hand.
"Ohhhh thank you, Daddy!"
She took a sip then sat on the chaise and began applying sunscreen. Long white drips took an agonizingly slow time to come out the tip of the bottle into her waiting palm. She sniffed the coconut tropical scent before rubbing her hands together. She began stroking at her ankles and made one long pass up to the edge of her swimsuit. I felt a little ache in my balls when I watched the same slow drip and motion up the other leg. I thought the sunscreen company should use her in a television ad and they would have every man buying it for their woman.
She leaned back on the chaise and held the bottle over her upper chest and squeezed small white drops across her shoulders, and down the valley of her breasts. I swallowed hard that it looked so much like cum splashed on her. She ran her fingertips around, smearing it on her hot skin. I watched her make little circles in the white cream down into the valley of her breasts.
I took a long swig of soda, enjoying the coolness on my dry hot throat. "So," I started to say but it was a croak and I had to clear my throat. "What do you want to do this summer, Olivia? Do you want to go somewhere on vacation maybe? Get away for a weekend or two?"
She looked thoughtful. "Not sure, Daddy. Have to think about it."
I nodded. "Okay, just let me know. Your Mom and I have to take off work and they need to know ahead." She nodded.
"I go to Grandma's a lot with Mom, but I never get to go anywhere with just us."
Alarm bells and flashing lights went off in my head. "That's true. I didn't know you wanted to just spend time with me. What were you thinking we could do?"
"Maybe just a long weekend somewhere? The beach or something like that?"
I relaxed when she said the beach. Lots of fun activities that would keep us busy outdoors and her distracted from her seduction. "Yeah honey, that does sound like fun. Let me run it by Mom and then we can talk more about it?"
"Okay, Daddy, thanks."
A few nights later Becca mentioned going to her Mom's for a few days. "I forgot, but a few days ago I asked Olivia what she wanted to do this summer. Vacation or a couple of long weekends, or what. She mentioned that you and her go to your Mom's, but she and I don't get Dad and daughter time. She said she'd like to go to the beach for a long weekend. I told her I'd run it by you."
"I think it's a great idea, Larry. I spent time with my Father and have great memories," she said thoughtfully. "You know I have to go out of town for a meeting for a week. You could go then if you want. Take the whole week or whatever you want."
"Yeah yeah baby, I think we'll do that. I won't feel so bad about leaving you home while we go."
"Mmmm, I love you so much," she said, rolling over and sliding her leg over me. We slept nude so the feel of her body against mine was instantly arousing.
"I love you too baby," I said, pulling her on top of me. My hard cock nestled in between her open legs. We started kissing. Hot and passionately. Tongues dueled in each other's mouth and it turned wet and messy.
She let her legs fall on either side of me so her cunt was open and my cock head zeroed in on her entrance. She was up on her elbows and rocked her hips into me. She kissed across my chest and nibbled at my nipples, then tugged with her teeth. She rolled up still straddling me. My cock was tight under her cunt and she slid her wet pussy over it.
I ran my hands up her sides to her breasts. They weren't large but a nice handful that was tipped with rosy pink nipples. I pulled them longer and harder and she moaned and rose up. Holding my cock, she slid her hot pussy slowly down until she was grinding against me.
"Oh baby, you feel so good," is groaned, bucking up and giving her a ride. She rocked and ground down hard and rode. Her cunt gripped me as wave after wave washed through her. Her head was back and mouth open in a long wail.
Her cunt milking my cock did it and I felt it in my balls and thrust up, holding her down while I pumped my load into her.
She collapsed on me. "Oh god, Larry, that was so good. I needed that."
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Olivia was ecstatic with the news we were not only going to the beach but would be gone a week.
"I really need some new clothes, Daddy. Can I use your credit card?"
"You just got some new clothes!"
"Yeah but I need something for this vacation now!" I handed her the card and cringed watched her bounced out the door to shop.
We had several more weeks that gave me time to look for some resorts that would work for us both and be on the beach. I'd hoped to get in a round of golf, and although the courses weren't attached to the resorts on the beach, they had transport there so I was happy. I narrowed it down to southwest Florida and soon found the perfect one. I called for reservations and got a two-bedroom suite overlooking the ocean. I knew Olivia would love the private balcony so she could people watch the beach.
That night I told Becca about the resort. "And if you're a good girl, I'll take you there someday."
"Oh really... I'll have to work real hard at being a good girl ten.
