I had never been that into boys. They were immature, tended to smell like something fierce, and always treated my friends like shit. That's not to say that I didn't enjoy the male form, I just didn't like the attitude that came from teenage boys. The only man to ever turn me on was my father.
Now, before you say anything, let me explain:
My Dad and I had always had a strong relationship and once I turned 16, it seemed that it all began to change. He would give me lingering hugs, that would result in him getting a hard-on, or he would come and cuddle with me at night, his arms around me resting just under my breasts. I remember getting turned on, but not understanding what I was feeling.
Growing up, it had been just my Dad and I, my Mom having left when I was 2. So it would seem perfectly natural for a rather intense bond to be created between Father and Daughter. I didn't realize quite how intense until last year, on my 19th birthday. My name is Alice Dawson, and this is the story about the night that changed my life.
It all started on the night of my 19th birthday. It was the night that I decided my Dad and I would finally admit to each other the growing attraction we had for each other. So, in anticipation of this, I did not drink much. Instead, I would spend the night devising a plan, and that was, go home pretend to be completely smashed, pretend to be sick, and end the night with my Dad cuddling with me to make me feel better. Then the fun could begin.
It was around 3am in the morning when I walked in the door after celebrating my birthday by going to my first bar with my friends. My Dad must have heard me get dropped off in the drive way, because there he stood in the foyer, arms crossed, and brow furrowed, an intense frown on his gorgeous, full lips. He stood at 6'3, had thick, short brown hair, chiseled facial features with the most amazing blue eyes you've ever seen, and a body like Chris Evans in 'Captain America'. He was still pretty young too, only 40 years old.
"And just where have you been young lady?" My Dad asked, his voice echoing angrily through the empty foyer.
"Um, Dad, I told you I was going to be late, because it was my first bar experience, because I'm nineteen now... remember?" I tried to sound apologetic, but I sounded completely drunk, even though I wasn't. Even through his anger I could see his eyes trailing down my body.
Oh, did I not tell you what I looked like? I guess I should do that now.
I have long, naturally red (it's actually red, not orange) hair, that I got from my mother. Blue eyes like my fathers, pale skin that could be compared to that of porcelain, and legs a mile long. I was 5'9, and weighed 120 pounds.
My breasts were a 34D, well at least that's what size bra I wore. I probably should be wearing a DD, but I like how the tightness of the bra pushes my tits together. For my night of bar hopping I had definitely dressed sexy. I wore a skin tight LBD (little black dress) that had a V-neck so low that it stopped half-way down my stomach. Tonight, I had chosen to go bra-less, but my breasts were so perky it didn't matter. The dress barely covered my almost perfectly rounded ass, and there was a slit up the side of my right leg that showed that I was obviously not wearing underwear either. On my feet were a pair of four inch black stilettos.
As my Father surveyed my sexy young body, I could see his anger change to lust, and desire. My eyes wandered down from his face to where I could see a bulge growing behind his pajama bottoms. Even just this sight was enough to make my pussy lips tingle with anticipation. I hid a slight smile as I looked back up to his face, and I let out a moan.
"Oh... Daddy, I don't feel good. I think I drank too much."
I moved over to him, leaning against his side, my hand 'accidentally' grazing his bulge as I did so.
"It's okay baby, Daddy will help you up to bed."
I could hear the strain in his voice as he was desperately trying to control himself. Despite his efforts, I could feel his arm rest a little too low on my back when he moved his arm around me to give me support. Within a moment he was helping me through the house and into my room. Now all I had to do was get him to stay and cuddle with me. As he helped me lie down onto my bed, I gave him the sweetest, most innocent smile I could muster and asked,
"Daddy, will you please cuddle with me till I fall asleep? It would really make me feel better... Please?"
I could see the conflict in his eyes. He knew he should say no, but the innocence of my smile and request was making it so he would feel bad if he said no.
"Okay sweetie, but just let me go to the bathroom first. I will be back in a few minutes."
"Okay, while you are gone, I will change into my pajamas," I replied in an equally as innocent voice.
Once he left I got up, stripped off my dress, and put on one of the sexy pieces of lingerie I had bought a few months ago in anticipation of this night. It was a pink, lacy, almost completely see-through nightie. It had a thong that came with it that was pretty much nothing more then a piece of string, and the bodice had a tie above the breasts that if left undone, would easily allow my tits to fall out.
Once changed, I jumped into bed, under the covers, and left the tie undone, laying down on my back, and pulling it down to just above my nipple. I then closed my eyes, planning to make it look as though I had almost fallen asleep.
(Cut to Daddy, like a movie... We hear him think...)
There was no way I would have been able to cuddle with my gorgeous, sexy Daughter in the state I'd been in. My cock had been about to explode from just looking at her. So when she'd asked me to cuddle, I'd said yes, and then I'd promptly gone to the bathroom and jacked off. Once I'd come, I cleaned myself up, and then went back into her room.
Oh, but the sight I saw when I walked in, oh God I could have come again right then and there. She was wearing a transparent night gown that was pulled down to just above her nipples. Oh those perfect little pink nipples. What I wouldn't do to get my mouth around those. Wait, what am I saying? She's my Daughter! My sexy, gorgeous, yummy little Daughter.
After a moment of inner contemplation, I moved over to her bed, and laid down. As I did, she rolled onto her side, facing me. While she laid on one arm, her free arm was tossed back behind her, and her chest was pushed out, towards my face. It was almost as if she was teasing me.
"Alice? Honey are you awake?" I asked, part of me hoping she was, so I couldn't do anything, but the other part of me praying she was sleeping, so I could just have a little taste of those pink little buds that were pressing against the fabric of her nightie. After a moment, I asked again, but received no response. So, after one more moment of indecision, I leaned in and, pulling down the fabric covering her right nipple, I licked it.
"Mmm." I couldn't believe I was doing this, but I needed more. I took her full nipple into my mouth and sucked. I could feel my cock quickly growing as I continued to suck on my Daughters nipple. My hand went to her other breast and began massaging it. Oh, I was in heaven in that moment. I was so deep in it, that I didn't realize when Alice had pulled her arm from behind her and was moving it towards me. That is, I didn't notice until her hand was reaching into my pants and grabbing a hold of my rock hard dick...
(Movie take cuts back to the girl.... We hear her think...)
Oh, my Daddy had done everything exactly the way I wanted it to happen. Now, I just had to convince him to keep going now that he knew I was awake, and to fuck my brains out.
"Alice? You're awake?" He asked, his voice sounding rather embarrassed.
"Yes Daddy, I'm awake. But don't worry. I want you just as much as you want me." His sucking on my nipples had made my pussy wet. Drenched in fact, and so to show him I was turned on, I grabbed his hand and put it between my legs.
"Oh my God baby, you are so wet." He moaned and ran a finger down along my pussy lips before inserting it and going directly for my clit. He fingered it slowly at first, but was quickening speed, especially when I put my hand back down his pants and began stroking his cock.
"Dad, you make me feel so good."
My words were a mix of moans as I quickly felt myself building up to an orgasm. My hand kept a steady pace up and down his shaft, but it wasn't long till I halted and my body contorted in full climax. "Oh god!" I cried out as wave after wave of pleasure soared throughout my entire body.
Instead of satiating my arousal, that orgasm only turned me on more. "Oh Daddy, will you please fuck me? I want your cock inside my pussy SO bad! I want you to fill me up Daddy."
"You don't have to ask me twice Princess," he said as I heard him shuffling. Within moments I heard my Dad's bottoms being thrown to the floor, and he positioned himself over me. "Are you sure about this Alice? I want to fuck you so bad sweetie, I just want to make sure this is what you want."
"It's what I want Daddy. I love you, not like a Daughter, but as a woman. I want you to fuck me, and never stop." I smiled as my Dad leaned down and kissed my lips softly.
"I love you too Alice."
With that, he plunged himself inside me, and it was bliss. He started off slowly, and I soon had my legs up and wrapped around him. We found a perfect rhythm after only a couple of minutes, and it was perfect. He pumped in and out of me, and my pussy juices sloshed in and out of us both, coating his balls and my bed in the process. We couldn't stop kissing each other either, and if our lips did part, if was because my head was tossed back and I was screaming in ecstasy. The next hour was a mess of moans, groans, and hot, sweaty sex.
Every time I had an orgasm, another one built right after. I must have come at least ten times. It got to the point that I was so sensitive that I didn't even get the chance to come down from one orgasm. It was just a huge orgasmic experience.
My Dad finally reached his orgasm after an hour and ten minutes of glorious passion.
"Oh God baby, I'm coming," my Dad groaned, as his panting increased. I could feel his cock and balls spasm and then a moment later, he was shooting his thick hot cum into my awaiting pussy.
"Mmm, yeah," I moaned, loving the almost burning sensation of his cum meeting with my throbbing insides. "God, Daddy, that was so hot."
"I know baby," he agreed as he slowly pumped in and out of me for a few moments before his cock grew soft and he pulled out and lay beside me. He reached over and pinched one of my nipples.
"That was great sweetie. I love you."
"I love you too Dad," I murmured in response, my pussy already beginning to itch in response to his playing with my nipple.
And that is the start of my new relationship with my Dad.
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