The Storm

Author's note: This is the next installment of the story, this one being centered on Michael and his daughter, Kelly. It picks up immediately where Part 1 leaves off. Thanks for the follows and comments, and I hope you enjoy this.

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"What the hell am I doing?" I asked myself as I stepped out of my boxers. "This is Kelly! Your daughter!" My mind was a spinning, scrambled mess of self-revulsion and pent up lust. Kelly had turned eighteen a month ago, and suddenly her transition into womanhood had struck me like a runaway train. She was tall and lean, very athletic with chiseled abs and amazing legs, a perfect, firm ass and a face that belonged on magazine covers. Her perky C-cup tits were gorgeous, with light areolas and big pink nipples. She usually kept her long blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail, but tonight she wore it loose. Of course I had been aware of her physical beauty for some time, now, but her raw sexiness was something I really only noticed recently. I bent down to crawl into the little pup tent where she was awaiting me.

"Oh my god, Dad!" she uttered, eyes wide and fixed on my dick as I crawled in. "You actually put that thing inside Mia?" Well, at that point it was obvious that Mia had confided the whole story with my daughter. Kelly put up her hand to stop me from fully entering the tent, her eyes still glued to my dick.

"Kelly, look... I, uh..."

"Fucked the hell out of my best friend with that thing!" I was dumbfounded, completely at a loss for words. Kelly tore her stare from my cock and gazed hard into my eyes for a moment, then busted out laughing. "I knew you were big down there, Daddy, but I honestly thought Mia was exaggerating. Holy shit, Dad. Can I touch it?"

"Yes, baby, if that's what you'd like to do," I replied as I crawled the rest of the way in and lay down next to her on the sleeping bag. Kelly turned on her side, facing me as I lay partly on my side and partly leaning back. Reaching toward me, she gently wrapped her fingers around my semi-hard shaft and hefted it up off my thigh, getting familiar with its girth and weight.

"Damn, Daddy, it's a miracle she's still alive," she said, grinning wide. I said nothing, content to watch her beautiful face as she explored my cock and balls with her hand. After a while, she leaned forward, as if to get a closer look at the big mushroom head. I was fully erect by that point. Kelly rubbed the head against her cheek, then across her lips to the other cheek.

"Honey, what happened between Mia and me was, kind of, well, it just kind of happened," I explained. "We were trying to warm up and..."

"And things got hot, right, Daddy?" she asked using her best innocent little girl voice. Kelly began to rub the underside of my cockhead back and forth across her lips, instantly making me forget what she had just said. I gently placed my hand on the back of her neck, teased her skin with my fingertips. She turned to face me and lay back down, still keeping a firm grip on my cock.

"Daddy," she began, "I have something I need to say to you, and I need you to just listen and not say anything, okay?" I nodded, and she started stroking me slowly as she continued. "First, Daddy, I am totally cool about you and Mia fucking. She's had a major crush on you forever, so your fucking was like a fantasy come true for her. Now that she's had a taste -- and lived to tell the tale -- be warned, Daddy, she's going to want more. A lot more. If you do, again, I'm totally cool with it. I love you and I love Mia."

I reached forward and brushed back a lock of hair from her face as she wrestled something in her mind. My fingers traced a line down her arm as she debated what she wanted to say, then I lowered my hand to her left breast, caressed it with the edge of my palm, then teased her nipple in small circles with the back of my fingers. I noticed her pick up the tempo on my cock, ever so slightly as her grip tightened.

"Second, I need to tell you how sorry I am for having been such a terrible daughter for you." Kelly's eyes were tearing up as she spoke. "You do everything for me. You provide everything I need, you cook and clean, you do the laundry. You take me to school events, and everywhere else I want to go. Ever since we lost Mom, you've never dated other women or even acted like you were interested in that. You are totally devoted to taking care of me, but I've been so self-absorbed that it never occurred to me that you might have needs, too. Needs that can only be satisfied by a woman." Kelly leaned in, placed her forehead against mine and closed her eyes.

"Sweetheart," I said softly, "You are my world. You give my life purpose and meaning. Having you in my life is all I need."

"But you've sacrificed so much for me."

"Loving you is no sacrifice, my darling girl."

At that moment, my daughter kissed me. Not a fiery kiss of passion, not an exploration of tongues. It was the most loving kiss ever, a kiss that was pure and honest.

"I should have taken better care of your needs, Daddy," she said, pulling back a little. "I promise to be a better daughter for you in the future, starting right now." My mind began to realize the implications of what she was saying. My daughter was offering herself to be my lover. It was my turn to kiss her, and this kiss had plenty of passion. I rolled her to her back and leaned over her, kissing those beautiful lips deeply, our tongues becoming acquainted. I fondled her firm, marvelous titties, pinched her swelling nipples. She continued to jack my dick, her long, soft fingers like silk gliding over needy flesh. I reached down and cupped her neatly trimmed mound, and slid my middle finger into the slippery folds of her pussylips. She moaned into my mouth and arched her back.

"To be clear, baby-girl," I said, sliding my finger up and down between her swelling labia, "you're offering me your body, to satisfy all my sexual desires, all my carnal needs?"

"Yes, Daddy," she panted, her hips beginning to buck against the teasing I was inflicting upon her twat. "Whatever you need from my body, I am yours to take. You don't even have to ask, just take me. I am yours, Daddy." I nodded and kissed her, again.

"I will hold you to that, sweetie. Now, let's get out of this cold ass garage and go up to my bed. To our bed. I'd like to enjoy you right now."

We emerged from the little tent and Kelly reached for her shirt. I told her to leave it. I wanted to see her beautiful ass right in front of me as we walked upstairs. We entered the master bedroom and walked to the king-sized bed without speaking, both of us lost in our own thoughts. Was this really happening? Was I about to make love to my daughter? Fucking her friend was one thing, but fucking her was another. Aside from all the negative social aspects, this was going to irreversibly change the nature of our father-daughter relationship. For better or worse, there we were. The change was going to happen regardless, and I knew I lacked the willpower to stop it. Kelly started to climb onto the bed and I reached out and caught her arm. She stopped and I turned her around to face me.

"Sweetheart," I said, my voice husky and low. My heart was pounding hard and fast; I would rather it had been my cock pounding hard and fast. Kelly looked lovingly into my eyes, waiting. "Are you absolutely sure about this? This is a line that, once crossed, can't be taken back." She smiled and moved me around her, coaxed me to sit on the edge of the bed. She pushed my legs apart, wide enough for her to kneel down between them. Without so much as a word, my gorgeous daughter lifted my flaccid dick with both hands and shoved it deep into her lovely mouth. I felt the tip hit the back of her throat as she plunged her mouth down around it, forcing it in as her lips and tongue closed in to embrace my soft shaft. My pounding heart quickly pumped blood into my organ and it sprang to life in mere seconds, expanding and testing the limits of her mouth. She stroked my hard cock with both hands as she pulled back for a moment.

"Sorry, Daddy," she apologized, looking up at me with those eyes that I loved so much, "but I don't think I can get it all in. Is that okay?"

"Of course, baby. I wouldn't expect you to." I held her face in my hands, then drew her back to my needy rod. "Just take what you're able to handle." She smiled and opened her mouth wide as I pulled her down, the purple, blood-gorged head disappeared into her mouth. Admittedly, my cock was poorly designed for blow jobs, and none of the ladies who had ever made the attempt could fit it into their throat. The bulbous mushroom cap was simply too wide, being around 3-1/2 inches across, and the shaft beneath it having a diameter of 2-1/2 inches. To make matters worse, it tapered from a base nearly 4 inches thick when hard. There are serious drawbacks to having a baseball bat for a dick, and blowjobs was one of them. Plus, I had never been able to fully immerse myself in a pussy. A couple girls I went with -- briefly, I might add -- were so tight that I couldn't even get it inside them. Soon, we'd find out if it would fit inside my daughter's hot, teen snatch.

What Kelly lacked in experience she more than made up for with enthusiasm. She vigorously pumped the length of my dick that refused to fit into her mouth, while sucking and licking what would. She bobbed up and down, pleasuring the head, pushing the tip of her tongue into the slit she had shot out from as a little sperm, nearly nineteen years ago, hitting her mother's sex canal like an Olympic swimmer when the starting gun fired. That was the year she won the gold medal. Now, she was about to win another. In just a few incredible minutes, I felt my balls loading up.

"Kel, I'm getting close, now." She redoubled her efforts by swirling her tongue around the cap and pumping my shaft with everything she had. "I'm going to cum, baby. I'm going to cum a lot." She mumbled something, unintelligible with so much cock in her mouth. I took it as her understanding of what was about to happen. She knew I was going to erupt in her mouth, but she had no idea of how much. "Baby, when I cum, it's going to be enormous and it's going to shoot out hard. Understand?" Another mumble as she continued her assault on my man-meat. "Swallow all you can, but if some spills out it's okay." I was getting very close.

She pulled off just long enough to grin up at me and say, "Okay, Daddy. Just let yourself go, cum in your daughter's mouth." I felt the orgasm rip through me, from someplace deep it exploded down my cock. I grabbed Kelly's head and thrust myself back inside her mouth, only an instant before a huge jet of cum spewed out and slammed into the back of her throat. Totally unprepared, she swallowed reflexively as a second blast showered her tonsils. Then a third, and another, and another. Despite the onslaught taking place in her mouth, Kelly never slowed down her jacking of my cock, milking me, squeezing every drop of cum she could toward her warm, seed-filled mouth and throat. I groaned loudly, in ecstasy, all reservations I had about having sex with my daughter were gone. I was dumping cum into her mouth and couldn't wait to feel her pussy. Cum spilled from the corners of her mouth, dripped off her chin, some landing on her tits and some landing on the floor. When she had pumped the final drops from me and swallowed all she could, she squeegeed my dick clean with her lips.

"Damn, Daddy," she croaked, trying to clear her throat while wiping her mouth and chin with her fingers. "You weren't kidding. Did that feel nice for you?" I watched her lick my nut juice from her slippery fingers.

"More like 'amazing', my love." I stood up and drew her into a long, heated kiss. "I need to taste you, baby. Lie down."

Kelly climbed across the bed on all fours, giving me a hot view of her cunt and sexy ass. Once in place at the pillows, she turned onto her back and spread her magnificent legs for me. Gazing upon her luscious body, from her tits to her perfect little pussy, made me feel light-headed. I joined her on the bed, my body on top of hers, and for a time we just lay there, pressed together as we kissed. Long, slow, heated kisses. My kisses moved to her silky neck, then down to enjoy her breasts. I sucked her nipples, alternating back and forth, making them stand up. My hands took over with stimulating her titties as I trailed my tongue and lips lower. When I drew close to her navel, I grabbed the sides of her waistline with both hands, wrapped my lips around her belly button and plunged my tongue inside it.

"Daddy!" she cried out, her abs convulsing and legs coming up off the bed. I swirled my tongue around, causing her more spasms and shudders, then withdrew my tongue and bit gently into the flesh beneath her navel. "Ahh! Daddy, Daddy! I'm so sensitive there!" One more quick plunge into her belly button and I resumed my journey southward.

Holding her beneath her knees, I pushed her legs apart, as wide as they would go. I nibbled the sensitive flesh of her right inner thigh, licking and nibbling my way to the tendon in her pelvic crease. Kelly moaned loudly, startled when I bit lightly into the delicate flesh around the tendon. Her legs kicked reflexively and her hips began to shift, trying to move her juicy twat closer to my mouth. This same spot was highly erogenous on her mother, and I was thrilled to discover it was for Kelly, too. I settled in, locking her hips down to the bed as I began a gentle, erotic chewing of the skin in her pelvic crease, chewing, licking, sucking. She tried to buck, but I held her down tight to the sheet, forcing her to endure my assault on her hyper-sensitive flesh.

"It's too much, Daddy!" she wailed. "Please... please make me cum, Daddy! Make me cum!"

"I will, baby, I will. But aren't we here for my pleasure?"

"Sorry, Daddy," she panted. "It's just that I'm so hot right now." I moved my mouth to her left thigh and repeated the process, continuing my exploration and teasing of her body. She lay there, obediently enduring my kisses and nibbles. Her body trembled and her breathing was shallow and fast. "Now, Daddy?" she pleaded.

"Now, baby," I assured her. My teeth found her labia, nibbling and licking up one side and down the other as she screamed and bucked. I hadn't even touched her clitty, yet, but she was so primed that any contact of her cunny was sending her through the roof. I knew what she needed. Roughly spreading her cunt lips, I licked her hard, from asshole to clitoris. She screamed again, her ass coming up off the bed as she bridged up on her heels and shoulders. I forced her hips back to the mattress by pressing down on her pussy with my mouth. She groaned loudly and I responded by placing my teeth above her clit and flicking it rigorously on its underside with the tip of my tongue. Kelly squirmed and shook, grabbed my head with both hands but didn't try to push me away. She knew that this was what her daddy needed, what he desired, and she surrendered her pussy flesh unconditionally to me. She was mine.

I clamped my mouth down firmly, sucked her clitoris hard into my mouth and began aggressively licking it. Kelly clutched the sheet in desperation, squealing and gasping, thrashing as best she could but to no avail. I was locked in, eating her pussy like a starving animal, keeping her pinned to the bed. I slid a finger inside her cunt, pumped it in and out several times, feeling the inner walls and its wetness, then slid in a second finger. With two fingers in her, I began to work on her G-spot as I munched on her clit. My daughter moaned, a pitiful, needy moan as she took the penetration and savage licking of her clit. Wave after wave of orgasms blasted her body. She sucked much needed air into her lungs, struggling but enduring the new and exquisite pleasure I was inflicting upon her. We continued this way for a long time, until my thirst for her cunt had been sated. My cock was a bar of iron, and it was demanding relief inside my daughter.

I moved back up Kelly's body and positioned my cockhead at her pussy's entrance. She trembled under me, kissed me passionately when my lips descended onto hers, and wrapped her arms and legs around me.

"Do it, Daddy," she gasped. "Take me, now. Fuck your baby-girl."

I pressed my lips to hers, slid my tongue inside her mouth, and pushed my cock firmly against her pussy hole. She groaned into my mouth as her pussy denied me entry. I squeezed her right tit with my hand and pushed a little harder, still getting too much resistance.

"Harder, Daddy. You have to push harder. I need that big dick inside me." I released her titty and grabbed both shoulders firmly.

"Okay, sweetie," I whispered into her ear, "this will probably be a bit uncomfortable at first, but I promise it will get better." Kelly nodded and I pushed hard, driving the head and first few inches of my cock into her. She screamed and bit my neck, her nails sinking into the flesh of my back. Startled by the sudden pain, I jerked forward, sending another three inches into her moist tunnel.

"Daddy, wait!" she begged. "Oh my god, it feels like it's tearing my pussy apart!" I held our bodies still, kissed her neck and cheek, doing my best to comfort and reassure her.

"Give your body a moment to adjust, baby-girl. Let your pussy relax, it knows what to do. This'll get better. I promise."

After a minute or so, I began a gentle motion, small thrusts and withdrawals. As the walls of her cunt began to ease their grip on me, I moved a little deeper, humping her slowly, each thrust making progress until I bottomed out against the door to her womb. Kelly whimpered softly at the impact, but didn't complain. I paused a bit, then pulled back quickly, withdrawing all of my man-meat but the head, then slammed it back in to its last depth. The effect on Kelly was extreme. Again, she screamed and convulsed, her nails making fresh wounds on my back. I reached around her thighs and roughly shoved her legs up toward her tits, then pinned her knees to the mattress next to them. I withdrew, then thrust in again, eliciting another scream. Had these been screams of pain, I would have stopped after the first one. No, these were more accurately howls of passion, a visceral response to levels of physical ecstasy that could not be ignored, and for which words were sadly impotent. Keeping her thighs pinned to the bed, I fucked Kelly hard and fast, slamming against her cervix, smacking her gorgeous pucker with my nuts.

"Oh, my beautiful, beautiful angel," I grunted, not slowing down, "you're making Daddy feel so fucking good! Baby, I love you so much, and I love your sweet little cunny." She tried to respond but couldn't, the jack hammer dick having stolen her voice.

Our fucking was long and ruthless, sending my daughter into states of consciousness I could neither follow nor fathom. I held back as long as I could, determined to make it last and enjoy my daughter's incredible, sexy body. She was so tight, so feverish and wet. Our sweat mingled together and ran in rivulets down her body, making the sheet wet beneath her. I loved watching her amazing tits bounce with every thrust, so fucking sexy. I knew I'd be suckling on them soon and I could hardly wait. As my orgasm built, I looked at Kelly's eyes, which had partially rolled back in her head. As the first blast of cum shot from my cock into her, I wondered if she was aware enough to realize what was happening, that her father was blowing a huge load of his daddy cream into her cunt.

My orgasm didn't wane as I expected, but only increased its intensity as I kept slamming into Kelly, kept dumping more and more jizz into my darling daughter. It was the craziest orgasm of my life, refusing to end. When it became beyond my ability to endure, I pulled out of her pussy and shakily let my cock flop onto her stomach. I held it motionless there, but for several more seconds it continued to blow cum all over Kelly's tits and abs. When it finally stopped squirting, I did a quick check of Kelly's pussy to make sure she wasn't bleeding. Though gaping from our fuckfest, it appeared to be otherwise undamaged. Cum still dribbled out, running down in a creamy stream over her asshole and pooling on the sheet. Satisfied that my baby-girl was okay, I collapsed in an exhausted heap beside her. Eyes closed and gasping for air, Kelly rolled close against me, threw a leg over my belly and nuzzled in for a kiss. We stayed like that until we succumbed to sleep. My last thoughts were of how much I loved her, and of how much of Elizabeth lived on in our daughter. I knew this was the first of many such encounters to come, that our relationship had evolved into something more. I fell asleep with my daughter's warmth flooding through me.