The Day I Became Daddy's Wife

This story seems a little unbelievable because of the age difference, but if you saw us together, you would know exactly how we did this. I'm 34 and my dad is 50, he got my mom pregnant when he was 16. I inherited my mom's genes because I have always looked older than my age. My dad on the other hand has a very boyish face and nobody ever believes he's 50. We look more like a couple than father daughter. My mom passed away a few years ago and I moved back home to keep my dad company. We were both living alone and realized it would be better for me to move back home. I'm in great shape, a part time model and work out like a crazy person. Dad is in good shape and sometimes works out with me in our home gym. About 6 months ago dad came up to me and said, "I have a weird request, would you like to come on a business trip with me to Chicago? I told him that I would because in my head I knew he was lonely and didn't want to go alone.

He continued, "Well there's a catch, if you come, I need you to be my pretend wife." I gave him a strange look and then he said, " I know that's weird, but I'm meeting with some men from all different countries and my boss said they prefer to deal with married men, they feel it's more masculine. I told him I would find someone to pretend to be my wife, but I never mentioned you. Besides how many times have strangers thought we were a couple instead of father daughter." The thought of being married to my dad and having sex with him for the rest of my life really got me tingling. I have always had a crush on him, but I obviously never let him know that. So, pretending to be his wife would, if nothing else, give me good thoughts for when I masturbate.

I said, "Umm, I guess so, but won't they know?" He assured me it would just be one or two quick meetings and then I could go off on my own while he had his meetings. He also promised we could get a suite so it would feel more like a vacation instead of a shitty hotel room. The time came and we headed on our trip to Chicago. I was July and the city was beautiful. Upon landing we took a cab to our hotel. It was a unique hotel in that the first floor of the hotel was actually on the 17th floor of the building. It also sat on the edge of the river in a perfect spot. We checked in as Mr. & Mrs. Luella, (our actual last name). It was already getting fun. As you enter the lobby its huge with 2 bars and people mingling around. We arrived late and wanted to get to the room before his first meeting.

Dad checked in and we walked away heading towards the elevators. I took his hand, and he looked at me. I said, "Your clients might be here, and this looks more authentic, right?" He smiled and we walked into the elevator. He told his clients he would meet them at 3:00 by the bar and told me he would call me down to have a quick meet and greet around 4ish. I decided to tease him and said, "So what time will you be taking me to dinner tonight honey? Should I wear something casual or sexy?"

He laughed and said, "Don't get carried away or I'll have to put you in your place, so you know how to treat your husband."

I responded with, "boy, just when you think you found Mr. right." We both laughed and went into our suite. I was floored how big and how beautiful it was. I said, "Daddy, can we live here?" He smiled and opened the drapes that covered the floor to ceiling windows. The view was spectacular, the river below us and the lake opening at the other end.

He said, "Maybe we should move in here." He slid the suitcases in the corner, grabbed a bottle of water and headed out for his meeting so he wouldn't be late. I walked around and checked the place out. It had a huge living room, a wet bar and a bathroom by the door. I went into the bedroom and saw a magnificent looking plush bed, a walk-in closet and the entrance to the bathroom. I went in the bathroom and was amazed by the clear glass shower with 5 water heads, a bench and a rain faucet in the ceiling, very upscale. I walked back out to the living room when I suddenly realized there was only one bedroom. My sexual fantasies suddenly kicked into overdrive. I instantly got horny.

I knew I had at least an hour, so I decided I had time to take care of business. I rolled my suitcase into the bedroom, unzipped it and took out my little travel vibrator. I took off my pants and thong, pulled down the covers and climbed into the bed. It was so plush and comfortable that I could have just curled up and went to sleep, but I decided I needed some relief more than I needed a nap. I clicked my vibrator on and put it directly on my clit. I was fantasizing about being in the bed with dad, having sex, watching him shower, masturbating for him, all kinds of sexual thoughts and I started to have my first orgasm. I just laid there half naked and relieved. I wasn't trying to make myself cum again, but I just let my fingers caress my pussy while still thinking of dad. My lips were thick, and I was very wet. I looked down as I pulled my fingers away and saw strings of wetness hanging from them. I brought my fingers to my mouth and licked them clean.

I got up, cleaned my pussy and put my thong and panties back on. I decided to change my shirt to a lower cut top that showed off my less than impressive cleavage. I was fairly small on top, but this top made me look bigger, and I wanted daddy to notice. He called and I headed down to the bar. As I approached, I saw he already had 3 empty glasses in front of him as did his two clients. As I said before, I'm a model and when I'm glammed up like I am now, men notice me. I could hear them laughing and as I approached, I decided to have some fun since dad was already half drunk. The men stood up and I walked over to my father, bent down and gave him a real sexual kiss right on the lips and then said, "Hi honey" He didn't know what to do, but he managed to studder, "Mr. komoto, Mr. Sato, this is my wife Alyssa, she wanted to come and say hello. We exchanged pleasantries and after I had 1 drink and dad down his 4th, I said my goodbyes to the two men, then I turned to my father and said, "Let me know when you're ready to go out for dinner honey." then I bent down and kissed him again, making sure my tongue brushed his lips. I looked at him, smiled and winked.

He staggered upstairs around 5:30 and when he sat down, he said, "Nice job down there Mrs. Luella, I think they bought it, Shit, I almost bought it." Then he put his head back and passed out. I was so fucking horny from those two kisses that I wanted to get off again, but this time I was a little more daring. I went into the bedroom, stripped completely and walked back into the living room. He was snoring away, so I knew he was out cold. I stood behind him and started to masturbate. I was going at myself pretty good when I leaned forward and put my face inches away from his head. I could smell his cologne and that just made me even more horny. I got so brazen that I took my fingers out and lightly brushed his lips with them. I could see my wetness shining on his mouth. He bristled a bit then stuck his tongue out, licked his lips then settled down again. I came seconds later. I caught my breath and plotted my next move. I was not going to let this opportunity pass, I needed to get the most out of it.

I decided to sit my naked body next to him on the sofa. I just sat there admiring his great shape and wishing I could take off his clothes and see that fit body. If he woke up, I was caught, no doubt about it, but I was pretty sure he was down for the count. I could not get that feeling out of my pussy even after two orgasms, I was that horny! I finally decided to go get ready for dinner before I try to wake him up. I went in and took a shower in that amazing shower. I purposely left the door half open just in case he woke up on his own and wanted a glimpse of me. I finished up and went out to the room to get dressed. I walked into the room and there was my father, standing there with a deer in the headlights look in his eyes. I was completely naked, but I just acted like it was normal.

I said, "well nice of you to wake up, drink too much?" I said it with a devilish smile on my face. Then I said, "Sorry, but you were passed out and I didn't think you'd be standing here when I walked out."

I could tell it took everything he had to turn away, but when he did, he said, "Sorry honey, I didn't mean to stare."

I said, " Oh my, you saw me naked." Then I laughed and said, "not a big deal dad, really, and go take a shower so we can go out to dinner." He walked into the bathroom but never looked back at me as he passed. He shut the door, and my hand went right into my pants. One last clit rub before dinner. He came out with wet hair and a towel wrapped around himself. I said, By the way, there's only one bedroom in this suite, so bring you stuff in here to get ready."

He said, "One bedroom? I ordered a two-bedroom suite, they need to give us another room."

I did not want to get a two bedroom, so I said, "Don't bother, I called they don't have any suites available, only regular rooms, but let's stay here, I'll sleep on the sofa, I don't care. I love this room" He reluctantly agreed, but insisted I take the bedroom. We went out for dinner, and I could tell he was still feeling pretty good, so I ordered us each a drink when he went to the bathroom.

He came out and said, "I really don't need another drink, I'm still a little drunk."

I played the little girl card, I said, "Awe, daddy doesn't want a drink with his daughter, only those corporate guys?" He smiled and took a sip, then another, then another until it was gone. I ordered another round, he told me not to, but I did anyway. He was pretty drunk by the time we finished dinner. I wanted him so bad at the moment I decided to push the envelope. I said, "Can I ask you something? When was the last time you had sex, was it before mom died?"

He looked at me through very glassy eyes and said, "Kind of a personal question, isn't it? How would you like me to ask you that?" I knew right then and there; he was going to play along with me.

I said, "I'll tell you; I don't care. It's been about a year if you don't count masturbating, but if you do, then it's only been about 2 hours."

His stared at me for a few seconds then he said, "2 hours? when I was in my meeting?"

I said, you're changing the subject, you didn't answer my question, when was the last time?" Then I added, "and no, not when you were in your meeting, when you were sleeping on the sofa."

He continued to look at me until finally a smile crept across his face. He said, "Yes, not since mom was alive." Then he said in an indignant voice, "When I was sleeping?"

I just laughed and admitted, "ok, both, when you were in your meeting and when you were napping."

He said, "boy, you have some appetite." I didn't bother to tell him about when I first got there in the big fluffy bed. I got him to tell me a little about his and moms sex life, things like how often, and who was the aggressor, thinks like that. I finally asked, "Did mom ever let you watch her masturbate?"

He stopped for a second then said, "Boy, how personal are you going to get?"

I said, "come on, we're both grown ass adults, answer that and then you can ask me anything you want." He gave me crooked half-drunk smile then told me that it was his favorite thing to do with mom and she happily agreed on most nights. I said, "Mmmm, sounds like I got my sex drive from you two. Go ahead, ask me anything, you earned it." He told me he didn't want to, so I said, "Ask me, come on, I'm eager to share with you. What do you want to know, my fantasies, how often I have sex, my favorite position, what?" Then I casually took a sip of my drink.

His answer almost made me spit out my drink, he said, "All of those."

After pretending to choke I said, "Well, that took a turn I didn't see coming." then I said, "ok in order, my fantasy is to have someone watch me masturbate, I haven't had sex in a while, and my favorite position is doggystyle, now you know." He just looked at me like he was still processing what I said. I laughed and said, "see, I'm not shy when it comes to sex, it's a natural thing." He just shook his head back and forth in a "I can't believe you said that" sort of way. I said, "ok, time to go back to the room, I think I need to take another shower, I put the shower in finger quotes. He just smiled and new what I meant.

We got back to the room, dad staggering all the way. He said he was going to take a shower, and I watched as he stumbled into the bathroom. I was actually a little worried he might fall, but a few minutes later he came out wrapped in a towel. The thing that he didn't seem to notice was that the opening of the towel was in the front, and I had a clear view of his junk, which was damn impressive. I found a reason to talk for a couple of minutes so I could keep steeling quick looks at his manhood. I convinced him to go into the bed instead of the sofa by explaining that we were both adults and nobody would know. He made his way there and passed out pretty quick. I needed to masturbate again so I headed to the shower. I was washing up under the warm water when I decided that I wasn't going to masturbate in there, I was going to do it in the bedroom. I finished up, put on a bra and skimpy panties.

I walked back into the room wearing only my underwear and slid into the bed next to my father. I laid on my back, slid my hand into my panties and slowly started to rub my clit. I could smell his clean manly scent, and it was making me even hornier than I already was. My finger found my lips and they were very wet. in fact, so wet, I could hear the wetness as I played. I was very content playing with myself lying next to daddy, and I could have done it all night long. I was getting so horny because my mind was racing with the thoughts of fucking my father. I got a little brazen, so I threw the sheets off and laid there with my hand in my pants playing with myself. I was really relaxed and feeling good when the "bad girl" in me hit again. I slid my panties halfway down my legs, opened my knees and laid there playing spread eagle. All it would take is for my father to open his eyes and I was caught.

Instead of feeling satisfied, laying here like this was making me even hornier. I couldn't get him out of my mind. I looked over at him as I played with my pussy, and all I wanted to do was kiss him. Don't forget, we're only 16 years apart, so if he wasn't my father, fucking him would be no big deal. I couldn't take it anymore, I slid my panties all the way off, unhook my bra and laid next to him naked without any covers. I really wanted him to see me like this, but didn't want to scare him away. I didn't have to wait long because I guess all the moving around must have woken him up. I looked at him and his eyes were open, and he was looking right at me. His eyes connected with mine and he just looked at me.

I decided that since I was already caught, and there was no way to explain why I was laying there naked, I went for bust. I said, "Sorry dad, but remember my fantasy of having somebody watch me masturbate, well the part I left out was I think about you watching me." I knew he was still drunk because he was only sleeping for about 25 minutes, so I didn't know what his reaction was going to be. I watched as he propped himself up a little on the pillow.

He said, "Thats better, now I can see you better." I was so happy I wanted to kiss him, but I knew that could come later, right now I needed to put on a nice show for my father. I let my hand go over my little tits, then down across my belly and finally down between my legs. I raised my knees, opened my legs and let my fingers start to play. His eyes were glued to my pussy, but I didn't think he could really see that well.

I said, "this might be better," I took 2 pillows and put them at the foot of her bed. I laid down, put one leg over his and spread my legs wide open. My father now was looking directly at my pussy, and it felt wonderful. I started to play again as he watched me. I made sure I pulled my fingers off now and again so he would see the strings of wetness coming off of my pussy. I ran my fingers between my lips, up to my clit and rubbed that too. I did that a few times and even went down and played with my ass a little as well. I said, "Thanks dad, you have no idea how long I've wanted to do this." He just smiled but never took his eyes off my pussy. I then asked him, "would you like to watch me cum?" He nodded his head, and I went to work.

I buried my middle finger inside my pussy, and then a second. I started going at myself pretty good and decided to use my other hand to make my clit happy too. I was really riding my hand getting into myself and looking right at him as I did it. I could feel myself getting close, so I said, "Please play with my tits." I could see how conflicted he was, but his natural man instincts took over and he sat up and started playing with them. I have small A cup tits, but I have nice nipples, and they really bring me over the top when I'm having sex. I insist every guy play with my tits during sex, it always makes me cum. I was right on the edge, and I thought I would give him something to jerk off to later, so as I started to cum, I moaned a little louder than normal. I started cuming pretty hard and being a little loud. " Ohhhh, I'm cuming daddy, Ohhh, I'm cuming." I finished and turned to looked at him.

I said, "Was that fun to watch?"

He said, "Oh yeah, but I'm sorry for watching, I'm you father and this isn't supposed to happen, but I just couldn't stop myself. You're so beautiful"

I said, "Sorry? I'm the one who got naked and started playing with myself. All you did was make my fantasy come true by watching me." As I was talking to him, I realized I was still spread eagle with my leg over his. I also noticed his cock was bulging under that towel. I knew this might be my only chance to take this any further, so I said, "you can let him out if you want, after all, you've seen all of me, now I think it's my turn, don't you?" He looked down at his cock and the bulge it was making in his towel. I couldn't believe my eyes as he lifted his butt a little and pulled the towel completely off. His cock was at full attention, and it was enormous. A solid 10 inches, or maybe even more. It was the biggest cock I had ever seen in real life. I looked at his cock, then I looked him in the eye and just said, "Holy shit, I'm now very impressed with mom, that's a lot to handle."

He laughed and said, "She handled it well, trust me." I asked him again about missing sex, I wanted to get him as horny as possible because my new goal was to have that monster inside me. My dildo wasn't even that big. I needed to feel him. He told me he really missed it, and this was just going to drive him crazy.

I knew this was my chance, so I said, "Jerk off for me, it's only fair, don't you think?" Then I said, "I'll even do it again with you." I could tell he wanted to, but once again was very conflicted. I tried to put him at ease, so I reached down and started to fondle my pussy lips. I watched as he grabbed his cock and slowly started to stroke. I was still soaking wet, so I thought I would up the ante a little. I got my hand as wet as I could and said, "it looks dry, I think you need some lube." then I took my wet hand and grabbed his cock. He instantly let go and gave me full control., My hand was barely able to hold it, but I slowly stroked it up and down making it wet. I reached down a couple of ties to wet my hand and stimulate myself at the same time. He laid back and started to enjoy having his hot little daughter jerk him off. I couldn't hold back another second. I climbed onto his lap and straddled him.

He opened his eyes and said without much conviction in his voice, "What are you doing?"