All characters in this story are 18 years old or older.
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"Bye Sarah!"
Bethany waved to her best friend as she walked to her front door. They had finally finished their banners for the graduation party this weekend, and she couldn't wait to tell her dad how great it turned out.
"Daaaaddy! I'm home," she called. Bethany and her father had been really close ever since she was little, a Daddy's girl through and through. She told him everything. Well...almost everything. Her first loose tooth, her first kiss, even her first period, Daddy had been the one she ran to. Her mom was always too busy, but Daddy listened to everything. He laughed at her jokes, wiped her tears, and held her close to tell her she was special.
Nothing felt so good as when Daddy sat her in his lap and cradled her to him, her head on his shoulder, and he would stroke her hair. She missed that. She remembered the last time he held her that way. It was a few years ago, when she was 15. Her boyfriend for a whole month had just broken up with her, and she was miserable. Daddy called her to him, and pulled her into his lap. She curled around him and sobbed.
"Why Daddy? I LOVED him!" *sob* "I guess Cathy is prettier than me.."
"Oh baby girl, that's not possible," he said. He hugged her tight, stroking her knee with his strong hand. He reached up and tipped her face up to look in her eyes and smiled. "Sweetheart, you are the most beautiful little girl in the whole world."
She giggled through her tears. "Daddy! I'm not a *little* girl anymore."
He looked in her eyes for a long moment, then slowly scanned the rest of her young body, the pink sparkly tank top cut low across budding breasts, the denim shorts barely long enough to be acceptable at school. When she saw the look on her Daddy's face, her body started to tingle. She noticed two things at once. Daddy's hand was sliding higher and higher on her thigh as he rubbed, and something was moving underneath her other leg. After a moment she realized what it was....and her tingling got stronger. She knew because her (ex) boyfriend had tried to get her to touch his last week, but she wouldn't do it. But Daddy...Daddy was different. She *really* loved her Daddy. She knew it would make him feel good. And didn't he always do everything he could to make her feel good?
As she sat lost in that train of thought, suddenly Daddy shook his head, like he was coming out of a trance. He slid her off his lap and said, "No sweetheart, you're a definitely young woman now. Don't worry about that boy. The right kind of man would never treat you like that." He kissed her forehead and went into the kitchen.
As she watched him leave the room, she knew Daddy was that kind of man. He had always made her feel beautiful and special. She was excited to know just how beautiful he really thought she was. She decided that she wanted him to be the one to show her how a man should treat a woman. And so for the first time, she kept something secret from him. She knew that if she was ever going to convince Daddy to do it, it was going to have to be at just the right moment. She was going to have to catch him off guard.
"Daddy?" she called again. No answer. Hmmmmm....she walked upstairs to her parents' room. Her mom was out of town taking care of her grandmother who just had surgery, so it was just him and her for the week. Usually her dad stayed up until at least midnight, so it was weird for him to already be asleep. The door was cracked, so she took a peek, just to make sure he was there and ok. She saw her Daddy's bare foot dangling off the end of the bed. Relieved he was home, she opened the door a little wider and gasped in surprise.
Her Daddy lay sprawled across the bed, sheets tangled but tossed aside, completely naked. She could see his clothes and work boots thrown on the chair, the towel from his shower draped on the corner of the mattress. His hair was still damp, and she noticed a few beads of water in the hollow of his back where the towel hadn't touched. Her Daddy had a very nice body. His construction job kept him in good shape, his muscles strong, and gave him a farmer's tan. Poor Daddy, he must've been exhausted to have just crashed like that!
She stood there a moment staring. The tingling was stronger than it had ever been. This was it. The perfect time. They were alone and wouldn't be interrupted. And if she started now, maybe by the time he woke up, he wouldn't worry whether it was ok anymore. She would make sure he enjoyed it too much to stop.
Bethany slipped inside the room, and softly closed the door behind her. She took off all her clothes and laid them beside his on the chair. Her nipples hardened at the sensation of being exposed to the air while in the same room with her Daddy. She slowly climbed onto the bed, being oh so careful not to disturb her sleeping Daddy, until she lay face to face with him. Her pussy was so wet and throbbing. It felt like it was alive. Her pulse raced and her hand trembled as she reached out to touch his skin. She felt the muscles of his chest under his skin, firm but smooth. He didn't stir, so she got braver, drifting her fingertips lower.
She felt the patch of curls below his waist, while she stared at his face. So handsome. She wanted to kiss him, but that would surely wake him up. Her fingers circled until they finally bumped the base of his soft cock. She glanced down between their bodies to see what she had fantasized about for so long. Her Daddy's cock jumped, and she caught her breath. She took one fingertip and ran it down the length. It was so soft and smooth! The texture fascinated her. She gently wrapped her small hand around it, needing to feel more of it against her skin. His cock surged in her grip, getting harder and harder.
She heard him moan, and froze, looking back up at him to make sure he didn't wake up. Not yet. He might still stop her if he woke up now. He was silent again. She started moving her hand very slowly up and down. She was stroking her Daddy's cock! A thrill ran through her. Goosebumps rose on her arms, and her nipples could've cut glass. She could tell he was very hard now by how tightly the soft skin had stretched. She squeezed it just a little, imagining getting to squeeze it with her pussy. She had practiced with her hairbrush, and was technically no longer a virgin, so she knew how. But she had made sure to save her first time for her sweet, sexy Daddy.
She felt something wet on her thumb. When she looked down, she saw the clear precum oozing from his swollen head. She wondered what it tasted like. She knew boys liked girls to put their mouths on them. It looked like it might be yummy. She just had to find out. She slid down the bed until her face was even with his hard cock. It was beautiful....mesmerizing...and she had been the reason for it standing out so proudly. Her mouth watered as she stuck out the tip of her tongue to lick up the leaking fluid. Mmmmmmm salty but not bad. Totally different from anything she had ever tried. She wanted more. Her clit was begging for attention. Her body screamed to have him inside her, but she knew she had to be patient, so she slid her fingers in between her legs to relieve the tension. She gently strummed her clit and teased her opening, anticipating having her Daddy there finally.
She licked his head again, slurping up the fluid he dripped, and then began to French kiss his cock. Her lips and tongue caressed and swirled around his swollen tip until she had the whole head inside her mouth. It was just as good as she had imagined. She pushed her mouth further down his shaft, and heard him moan again. This time, she didn't stop. She looked up to find his eyes still closed and decided to keep going. Suddenly she realized Daddy's hips were moving, giving little thrusts to get deeper inside her mouth! She felt his hand on her head, stroking her hair, pushing her onto him. A glance at his face told her he was still asleep.
"He must be dreaming!" she thought.
She opened her mouth, sliding further and further down Daddy's hard cock until she felt it touch her tonsils. She couldn't help but purr in satisfaction at having him finally where she wanted him for so long.
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He was having the best dream. He dreamt he had come home after a long day at work, and his beautiful daughter had been there to greet him at the door. She hugged him enthusiastically, as always, unconscious of how the feeling of her breasts and curvaceous body pressing against his affected him. He knew he shouldn't think of her that way, but his cock had other ideas. He reluctantly pulled her off him before things got embarrassing, and went to wash up from work. Ever since that one day, he had had to fight off all the thoughts he was sure she inspired in every other man from 15-85. But she was his daughter...he had to keep it under control.
When he finished his shower, he was surprised to find his wife waiting for him in bed. She was wearing only a few lacy scraps of lingerie he had never seen before. Having not gotten any relief from earlier, his cock immediately sprang to attention. She was actually initiating sex?? Lately he had to beg when he finally couldn't go without any longer. She motioned him over to the bed, made him lay down. As her head moved lower, he throbbed with anticipation. He was gonna get some head, too?? He didn't know what had come over her, but he wasn't about to argue.
As he closed his eyes to enjoy it better, his cock reminded his imagination what it had really wanted in the first place. He pictured his sweet daughter lavishing her Daddy's cock. It was so wrong, but SO hot! He even imagined that it was her first taste of cock. He could tell by the timid way she started out. He wanted to encourage her, teach her how, and let her know she was doing good. After all, that's a Daddy's job, right? He reached down to stroke her hair. Her mouth felt so sweet, he couldn't resist trying to get more of himself inside it.
"Mmmmmmm baby girl that feels so good," he murmured.
Had she just heard her Daddy say what she thought he did? Could it be possible he wanted her as much as she wanted him? The thought of that made her pussy flood, and she couldn't hold back a purr of satisfaction.
He felt her hum around his cock and it drove him crazy. He fisted her hair and pushed her all the way onto his cock. Wait a minute...he thought. In that foggy place between awake and asleep, it registered that there was actually hair in his fist. And a mouth on his cock. And his wife was out of town, so who the hell....."Bethany??"
She let his cock go with a wet plop. "Shhh...Daddy it's ok!" she said, and bent to take him back into her mouth. He lay there in shock for a moment, overwhelmed by the knowledge and the sensation of his daughter's pretty mouth around his erection. He couldn't remember the last time he had been so hard. Finally the blood reached his other head, and he sat up and pulled her off of him.
"Baby girl, what in the world do you think you're doing??"
"Didn't you like it Daddy? I know I'm not experienced at it, but I thought I was doing good," she said in a small voice. Her lip almost trembled.
How could he resist that face? He pulled her up to him, holding her close as he always had to comfort her, her head resting on his shoulder. Except this time, they were both naked. The feel of her breasts pressed against his bare chest wasn't doing anything to calm the completely inappropriate hard on he had.
"Sweetheart, of course it was good, that's not why I stopped you at all, I promise."
"Then why Daddy? You're always so good to me. You make sure that I'm happy and feeling good. I just wanted to make you feel good too." She looked up at him with watery eyes. His head swam with feelings and hormones. She wanted to, he wanted to, heck the line has already been crossed....why not? His sense of right and wrong fought one more time to the surface.
"Bethany, you know this isn't right. We aren't supposed to do things like this together. This is for you to do with a boy your own age who loves you."
"But Daddy, all the boys my own age don't love me. They just want me to have sex with them. But you love me. You would make it beautiful and special for me, just like you've done for everything else. I haven't let anyone else do it, because I always knew I wanted you to be my first. Teach me Daddy. Make me feel good, and show me how to make you feel good." Her hand skimmed his stomach and wrapped itself back around his cock. "I know you want to feel good. And you think I'm pretty enough to be attractive, right?"
