"What did you say?" Don shouted into Rachel's ear.
"I like this song!" she replied.
The music was very loud at the club where they decided to stop off for a few drinks. They weren't too keen on the volume, but any excuse to sit close to each other was good enough for them.
Rachel had arrived home to take care of her father after he broke his arm and sprained a wrist. They soon discovered they loved each other in a much different way than a father and daughter should.
Don loved it when Rachel leaned in closer to him when she wanted to say something. Her soft tits pressed into his arm as she shouted into his ear. He could feel her warm breath on his skin, which sent shivers down his back.
Abruptly the mood changed and the soft notes of Unchained Melody filled the air.
"That's better," Don remarked, "would you care to dance my dear?"
Rachel wasted no time getting to the dance floor. She loved being held in Don's arms. She loved how he smelled. As they swayed to the music, Rachel pressed her body close to his. Her tits were pressed tightly against his chest. His thigh was slightly wedged between her legs.
Every chance she got, Rachel rubbed her pussy against him. Her heart was racing, as she felt a rapidly growing lump in Don's pants.
All too soon the song ended and another rock and roll tune followed. Don guided her back to their table and they sat down. Gratefully sipping their drinks. As they talked, or tried to, Rachel rested her hand on her father's leg. Her fingers gently massaged his muscular thigh.
Don knew he should stop her, because he could feel his cock pressing tightly against his pants. But, her hand felt so good, and besides Rachel wasn't that easily put off. So he allowed her to gradually move her hand closer to his throbbing cock.
Rachel smiled broadly when her fingers traced the outline of her father's swollen member. Mmmmmm she moaned softly although he couldn't hear her over the loud music. She continued massaging his cock.
Don followed suit and placed his hand on her knee, gently squeezing it between his fingers. Rachel was wearing a silk skirt and blouse to match. The soft material did little to hide her rounded curves. His hand slipped under her skirt and made it's way up her thigh.
Don loved her smooth skin. As his hand dipped down between her legs, he discovered, much to his amazement, she wasn't wearing panties!
She spread her legs slightly, giving him a broad smile.
"You wicked woman!" he shouted at her.
Rachel laughed loudly. Then he felt her fingers tugging on his zipper. He sat back, allowing her to continue. When she had it completely down, Rachel slid her hand inside, wrapping her fingers around his cock.
Mmmmmmmm he groaned.
How he loved his dick encased in her hand. She held it firmly and started stroking it up and down. Don gave a furtive glance around, making sure no one was watching them. Although at the moment he wouldn't have given a flying fig if anyone was!
As Rachel continued her assault on his cock, he slid one finger in between her pussy lips. Even in the dark club, he could see that her nipples were hard and erect, pressing against her bra and the thin material of her blouse. He lowered his head and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking it through her clothes. Rachel threw her head back and moaned. Enjoying the pleasure her father was giving her. This caused her to stroke him faster, with the side of her hand hitting against his balls.
He shoved his finger into her cunt as Rachel raised her ass up off the seat slightly, forcing it deeper. Then he slid a second finger in beside the first one. Rachel gasped as her father's fingers plunged deep inside her!
Don could feel his balls tightening and knew he was soon going to cum. Again he glanced around to see if anyone had noticed them. They were still safe, so he started moving his fingers faster into Rachel's wet warm cunt. This increased her stroking of his cock as she grabbed it more firmly.
Rachel leaned closer to her father and screamed hoarsely, "Daddy! I'M CUMMMMMMIIIINNGGGG! OHHHHH FUCKKKKK!!
But he already knew. Her cunt was spasming around his fingers, milking them like it would a hard throbbing cock. Don's hips jerked forward as long ropes of cum shot across the floor under the table. Rachel kept pumping his cock until there was no more. She glanced around, and with no one watching, she leaned down and quickly licked his cock clean, gently put it back into his pants, and zipped him up.
Don woke with a start, sitting straight up in bed! His heart was pounding as he tried to get his bearings.
