After waking up with a hangover I try to have a normal Sunday but my daughter has other plans for us.
Story 1 for those who wish to read how it all started.
The next morning I was feeling hungover, my head pounding and mouth dry. It was already noon as I rolled out of bed, the bright sun bled around the dark curtains. I was in the underwear I slip in after having soiled my shorts playing with Julia. Those guilt riddled thoughts weren’t able to surface through the blinding thump of blood pumping through my head. Wincing I climbed out of bed and slipped on some comfortable sweat shorts and a T-shirt. With the lights still off I navigated the dark bathroom to where the pain reliever was. Using the sink I took two pills and prayed they would kick in quickly. Sitting on the toilet I let out a sigh as closing my eyes in the dark room provided some relief. Through the blinking pain memories of what I did last night started to pop in. If I wasn’t mid pee an erection probably would have grown.
At first guilt was sitting heavy at the bottom of my gut. I did something no father should do with his own daughter. As my mind rewound through the memories of last night like a tape there were black spots from drinking but the start was clear. The way Julia came into the room and climbed into my lap, how she admitted to what she wanted. The fact she had cut that hole into her panties that would allow easy access to her pussy and the way she had pulled my cock free. The guilt subsided and I felt some peace knowing it was all something she had desired. After processing everything while sober I decided that something like that shouldn’t ever happen again. I was still happily married, even if our sex life had tapered off recently.
With a sigh I let go of all the stressful thoughts and stood up. Standing felt like it sent a rush of blood to my head as my headache flared. “Water…” muttering to myself as I trudged through the house and downstairs. I half expected my wife and daughter to be sitting on the couch watching a show together as they often did on the weekends. However the entire house was silent, I knew Julia wasn’t in her room as the door was left open and it was empty. The two of them must have gone out and left me to sleep in. Walking past the couch I proceeded to the kitchen. With a bottle full of ice water I poured in a packet to flavor it and help with my dehydration. While shaking the mix in the basement door swung open. Julia stepped through the door wearing a sports bra and tight yoga shorts, hair pulled back into a messy ponytail. A small towel draped over her shoulders was being dabbed at a sweat soaked forehead as the other hand held a bottle up to suck water through the straw.
“Hey dad!” Her voice was loud and excited to see me. Earbuds were pulled free explaining why she suddenly shouted those words instead of using a normal volume. I couldn’t avoid wincing from how her voice seemed to echo with my throbbing head.
“Hey honey…” My voice was a grumbling soft sound as I fought back the pain. I watched as she walked closer, our eyes met for an instant and she looked away. Her hands were fidgeting with her bottle before unscrewing it. Her gaze looked around me at the fridge, as I watched her and drank my water I saw she took a glance towards the small bulge of my shorts. For a moment I thought I saw a flicker of disappointment as if she was wishing my cock were hard at the first sight of her.
“Hangover? By the way Mom told me to remind you she went to the craft fair.” That was the thing I forgot about. My wife was going out with her friend to shop for more shit we didn’t need. Julia was filling her water as I stared off at the empty living room.
“Yeah… I was wondering why it was quiet.” Once she was topped off she leaned against the counter next to me. One hand nervously tracing the bottom to her bottle as the other held it up for a drink. There was a feeling in my chest that made me want to talk about last night and say we shouldn’t do anything like that again. Another part of me wanted to just act like it never happened and to try and forget all about it. Seeing how Julia was acting though it was similar to last night. She was nervous about something and was having trouble getting the words out by her hands fidgeting and shaking as she dwelled on them. The silence just grew till an awkward amount of time passed with us not saying anything. The two of us just stared off at the silent void not wanting to lock eyes again. Lest that would break whatever wall was keeping us from discussing the awkward things between us.
“I’m going to shower… feel better and I love you.” Her voice went small as she started to walk away without a second glance.
“Love you too” I watched her strut away and as she turned to head upstairs we looked at each other one more time. I saw she had a little smile tugging at the corners of her mouth and I smiled back. I couldn’t help but watch as her chest bounced from each lunge up the stairs, her feet swiftly carrying her away. I stretched in the kitchen and chugged the rest of my water before grabbing a can of cold brew coffee for my usual morning caffeine. Sitting in my recliner I heard the water start running through the pipes before going silent as she started the shower. I couldn’t help but get stiff as I thought about her naked in the shower. I needed a distraction, to let me mind longer on such taboo thoughts would only lead to further corruption. While I waited for the TV to turn on I checked my phone and saw a message from my wife about how she had gone out.
The TV provided the right distraction as my daughter got her shower. While it was easy to notice when she started to shower with the TV on, the subtle sounds of her finishing never piqued my interest. Thirty minutes had passed when my phone pinged with a new message. Julia texted me and asked if I would come give her a massage. It wasn’t something uncommon between us as I often help rub her muscles after a workout to avoid fatigue. She trained hard to run on the track team and it was a little thing to me in order to show support for her dedication. I responded with okay as I got up from my chair. Thankfully the pain reliever and hydration had worked and my head was no longer pounding though I didn’t feel back to normal. The floor creaked as I walked up to her room. I stepped into her room while reading an article on my phone with zero expectations.
However what greeted me was definitely something I could never expect. Julia laid on her belly, face buried in a pillow as she waited. The pose certainly wasn’t the problem, it was that she laid down with nothing but the towel draped over her backside like a blanket. Her damp hair cascaded over her face as she kept it hidden. Normally she would have gotten dressed for the rest of the day, this was the first time she ever requested a massage and wore nothing. I was momentarily speechless as the way her legs were spread I would have been able to see her naked pussy if the towel hadn’t sunk between thighs. I could see her toes curled and squeezing tight. She must have done this in some kind of effort to be seductive but was too nervous to go fully nude.
“Mhm… One message coming up.” I had to clear my throat as I approached and sat down on the bed near her feet. I would always start with her feet and work up to her back and shoulders. I should have backed out of the room as soon as I saw the way she was laying there. In the end I proceeded to start the massage as I took a foot into my hands. Thumbs dug in hard to the pads causing toes to gently splay out. I had barely started when she let out a muffled groan. It didn’t take long for her to relax and let go of the nervous tension she was holding in. Moving up to the arches of the foot I could feel my arousal stir. The sounds she made brought back the memories of her sleeping moans.
“Mmm it feels good when you get deep daddy.” The sounds she made mixed with those words and sent my cock into a full erection. The guilt was settling in whispering words that I shouldn’t be doing this. It was getting too erotic, I should have walked away when she wasn’t dressed. Instead of listening to those thoughts I kept pressing forward. My cock was rock hard as it bulged the athletic shorts into a tent of lust.
“It makes me happy that you enjoy this so much.” Those words were no lie, there was a joy in how she didn’t shy away from me. At least things weren’t feeling as awkward as they had earlier in the kitchen. She wasn’t fidgeting and even though she kept her face hidden her body was completely relaxed. Finishing with the first foot I moved to the other, my erection refused to yield as I probed for her tense muscles. The silence grew between us as I finished with her feet. My cock was still semi hard as I got up and moved to be in a more comfortable position to massage her calves and thighs.
Now straddling her waist while facing her feet my knees dug into the comforter. At least here I wasn’t tempted to look up the towel as I had kept glancing up at the thick cotton fabric just laying over her ass. I started rubbing from knee to ankle on both legs at the same time. Occasionally a yes could be heard as I found a particularly stiff area and I would focus on working those muscles. Taboo desires were still swirling in my head as my fingers worked over her body. As I shifted to work above the knee I didn’t hike the towel up, instead I went to massage muscles through it like I would if she had worn sweats.
“It feels better when you do it bare… push the towel up and get those fingers in deep.” She still refused to move from the pillow and talk to me clearly. She may have kept her face hidden but there was a boldness to her tone that I rarely heard. She was often timid but once in a while she could really put out some confidence. I couldn’t summon the words to deny such a request. My hands shifted towards one leg, wrapping my grip around the thigh just above her knee. I worked the muscles from back to front as fingers pushed in wrapped around and then came back up. Slowly shifting higher and higher, the towel was caught by my wrists and slowly pushed upward. The white fabric bunched up at the crook of her ass where it yielded to leg. Her private areas were still covered from my sight as I looked down upon her, my pinky was close to her crotch as I finished creeping up naked thigh. It would have been easy to ‘accidentally’ brush against her slit. I didn’t act on that impulse as I shifted over to the other thigh to repeat the same process.
“It feels so much better when nothing keeps you from getting in deep…” Julia let out a little groan as I was getting close to finishing the other leg. The towel now pushed up to her ass on both sides, if I was to be behind her I would easily see her bare clit.
“Does it? I figured it would feel about the same.” My hands hesitated between her legs as I was finishing. Slowly pulling away from those supple thighs I resisted my urge to touch her slit barely hidden under the towel. I was swinging my leg over her lean body as I needed to turn around to rub her back next. My gaze drifted towards her slit, the bunched up towel unable to hide her nudity. From behind I could see her tight wet vagina and to my surprise there was a finger swirling against her clit. I thought they were both tucked under the pillow not that she was laying on one and stealthily masturbating as I rubbed her body.
“Yeah… so pull down the towel when you rub my back next.” There was that confident tone again, not a request but a demand. I was being hypnotized by the finger softly rubbing her swollen pink bean. My hands moved before I could process what she said.
“Why not just remove it entirely?” It may have came out as a question but there would be no debate about if it should be removed or not. Grabbing the towel I was already yanking it off her body. Since I was no longer pinning it down against her sides it was an effortless act for me to toss it aside. The damp fabric from having dried her body crumpled against the floor after a soft thud from hitting the wall harder than I intended.
“Look at you being a little slut.” With her ass fully exposed It was clear to her that I knew what she was doing. The fingers froze as my hand came down and slapped a red print across a plump cheek. The tone muscles of her body jiggled then went taught as she clenched. The red mark quickly faded from the pale flesh. All the thoughts about how I shouldn’t be doing such perverted things with my fifteen year old daughter were forgotten. My cock raged against the fabric of my shorts begging for release to once again ravage this slut’s body. Julia muffled something into her pillow too quiet for me to understand. Tired of her hiding from me I forcefully rolled her over, she didn’t resist as she was flipped over. On her back now, hair a mess with strands carelessly covering her cheeks she finally stared into my eyes. She was biting her bottom lip, face contorted with the same expression her mother made just before telling me to go harder. That just made the last thread of guilt about any of this snap. Her naked breasts stared at me with their areolas covered in hard bumps, nipples standing tall. The twin peaks were a carbon copy of her mother but still perky.
“I think it’s time to punish a naughty girl like you.” I couldn’t remember the last time I felt arousal like this. It was a deep primal urge as I stood pushing off my shorts and underwear with one quick motion. Stepping out of them my knees hit the bed and my hands were tossing my shirt off from over my head. I was climbing back into the bed completely naked.
“Please punish me for being a bad girl.” She used a cutesie tone I hadn’t heard before but found enjoyable.The way she looked at me while begging to be punished made me want to spank her harder enough to leave an imprint. Instead I walked on my knees across the bed. My hands lifted her up so she was sitting with her back against the headboard, my fingers running through her hair as I straddled her once more. My cock slapped her across the face as I got into position. Fingers dug into the back of her skull tugging hair as I palmed her like a basketball. She let out a short hiss through gritted teeth but the expression wasn’t from pain. I had her pinned there dick in her face, hand not allowing her to look away as the other slapped the engorged tip against her cheeks.
“Open up, it’s time you learn to suck this cock you want so bad.” She didn’t immediately start to take my cock in her mouth and I used my dad voice to make it clear she would be. She was being a brat and looking up so our eyes would meet.
“I do… hmmm!” As soon as her mouth opened to back talk and refuse sucking the dick presented before her I swiftly shoved it in her mouth. She tried to resist but was unable to have any leverage to push my hips away. My hand pushed against the back of her head as my cock thrust in deep. I felt her chest convulse and throat constrict as she gagged on my cock. I brought it back towards her lips before burying all five inches down her throat once again. She gagged once but I held it here then a second time before I pulled it back so only the tip was in her mouth.
“Are you going to be a good girl for me now and suck this cock?” I ask the question with my tone full of aggression like when she would say something that frustrated me. The third time I shoved my cock in she didn’t immediately gag but coughed against it. As I gave her relief I looked down and saw her cheeks were stained with tears and I pulled my cock free to finally hear her answer. It took her several deep breaths to collect herself to speak as I saw a tear rolling down to lips.
“Yes daddy, I’ll be a good girl. Fuck my throat like that again to really punish me.” She used that same tone while opening her mouth. She may have been crying from how I forced my dick down her throat but she wanted more. I gave her exactly what she wanted, as I pushed cock in my hand kept her head from slamming into the bed. My hips now thrust and each time balls swung into her chin she would let out an ulgh sound. Drool and precum filling her mouth made the act of fucking her teen throat louder till it echoed off the walls around us. At first she would gag from every thrust but she started to learn how to take it and soon enough she barely would gag at all. A few times I would test her by leaving my cock in deep. At some point several minutes in she tapped my leg as she needed air, my cock came out her mouth with a plop as she inhaled. She coughed following that sharp intake of air and then leaned forward to continue taking my shaft.
“Ugh fuck I’m about to cum….” My thrusts got harder as I was pounding her mouth as if it was her pussy. As her jaw was getting tired her teeth started to scrap against my shaft more but I let it go as I was too close to cumming to stop. One last thrust and I pulled my cock to her lips bursting the fresh cum on her tongue. She took a majority of it to the roof of her mouth, but it was filling her faster than she was prepared to swallow. Like a true amateur she didn’t time things right and after swallowing part of the load she coughed from the next spurt spewing into her throat. Cum came out her nose and pushed its way out around my tip and down her chin. She kept suckling the cum from my dick till it ran dry and I pulled away.
“Good girl.” the hand that had gripped her, pat the top of her head while smiling. Cum still on her chin and below her nose as she moved to wipe her face clean. My cock was starting to go limp but I still craved more. I was drinking in her naked body as my manhood twitched, wanting to perform but was weakly shrinking down into a semi aroused state. I needed some time to recover, and I knew just how to spend it. Sliding back I grabbed Julia’s ankles and yanked her back into a lying position. She let out a giggle, her breasts jiggling as her body settled into place. My arms pushed her legs open as she knees settled against my shoulders, my face now buried into her crotch. I could smell her pussy before my lips even touched her wet slit. Tongue flicking out it slapped side to side then swirled as I started to eat out her clit.
“Oh God?! Dad!!! Yes! Oh wow… oh oh fuck right there!” Without my cock to mute her she started moaning and talking, hands in my hair as my tongue ground into her slit. Mustache and beard quickly soaking up her juices as they tickled other areas of her pussy. My cock was starting to surge back into an erection, my right hand moved off her thigh I had pushed open. Two fingers pushed against her wanting entrance and found no resistance till their tips pushed against tight teen walls. Pushing them in deeper she moaned, gripping the bed sheets as the pleasure intensified. Her pussy already made wet shlurping sounds as my fingers thrust in hard and curled. Flicking at her sensitive areas I made the appendages dance.
“Don’t stop! Do…not… STOP!” Her moans were loud and I felt her pussy clench down on my fingers before she suddenly went silent. Looking up her face had mouth agape eyes wrinkled as they squeezed shut. Her chest unmoving as she was unable to breath or make a sound while the orgasm released itself upon her. After a minute she finally let out the held breath. Her chest heaving as I watched breasts away. Unable to resist I crawled up and started to suckle a nipple. Twirling the nipple with my tongue I started to suck hard enough it would give a hickey. The breast popped out my mouth with a shmack as I released the suction. Cock hard and ready I rub it against her wet slit just teasing her as she was still cumming from the tongue lashing I gave.
“Uh… ha… oh dad. I don’t know if I’m ready…” I cut her off there by shoving my cock in. Her pussy was so tight but with how wet and turned on she still was, Julia took my tip easily. Shifting my knees in closer I pushed the rest in slowly her walls stretching as they made way for my cock. My lips on her tits played with one as I rolled the other between index and thumb. She groaned as I soaked my dick in her warm juices. Her vaginal canal quivered, I felt walls squeeze and release as I toyed with her body. As I felt her body relax I sat up, my back now stretched upright I looked down at her. My hips thrusting slow but hard, her c cup breasts bounced with each clap of our bodies. I couldn’t feel it but my balls hung low and swung against her ass. I was huffing in air, my stamina not what it used to be as my pace went from slow power hammers to a sewing machine of pounding dick.
“Oh dad! Yes!! Fuck your dirty girl…” she cried out now happily taking it all, hips arching so I could hit her depths at a better angle. I could feel the tip of my dick getting smashed against her cervix. It was impossible for me to get my five inch dick any deeper. My hands held her hips as I relentlessly fucked her young teen pussy. Tight mound split open with the two thin lines of her little inner labia touching my shaft. Her clit was swollen and exposed from my earlier oral assault. The minutes passed by without notice as we were locked in place, my cock hammering away and her body jiggling. My eyes would wander from her face full of pleasure to pussy turning red from the constant slap of our bodies. Her nails dug into my arm as she started to go through another orgasm.
“Please cum inside me daddy… I can’t take this much longer!” She didn’t have to say I as I was grunting from the exertion. Pussy clamped down during her orgasm making it hard to thrust but that last bit of tightness hit my buttons. I wasn’t lasting any longer myself as I pushed in deep one last time and slumped down upon her. My face buried into her neck as I kissed it, catching my breath as my cum filled her body. As I felt the last tendrils of jizz leave my body the guilt and shame hit me. Not only had I just cheated on my wife, it was with none other than my own fifteen year old daughter.
“This will never happen again… understood?” I pulled out and felt her warm juices still on my cock as I climbed out the bed.
“What?” Was all she could mutter as I was putting my clothes back on as quickly as they had come off.
“We shouldn’t have done any of this! If your mother was to ever find out I would be dead and I don’t know what she would do to you. So this. Will. Never. Happen. Again. Understood?” My turn went stern at the end as I went through each word slowly. Looking at her still naked she clearly had a confused look on her face. My cum leaking out her pussy hit me with new pangs of guilt.
“Understood….” Her voice was soft and sad as she looked away and started to cover her body, rolling away from me. That only made me feel worse for different reasons.
“I’m sorry baby… I shouldn’t have succumbed to your desires. I love you so much and I want you to be happy but it’s not appropriate for us to be doing this. You should be crushing on boys at school, not your own father. *Sigh* don’t be sad… I did enjoy this, I just feel guilty for cheating on your mother with you. Especially because you’re my daughter. Now clean yourself up, I’m going to mow the yard.” I moved and sat next to her and a hand rubbed her back. When I said I enjoyed it she seemed to perk back up, I gave her a kiss on the forehead before going out to mow the yard.
As I went to mow the yard I noticed my phone had a text that my wife was on her way home. By the time I finished she was pulling into the driveway and parking in the garage. She said she didn’t find anything that shouted buy me this trip but ranted about what her sister found. I had expected her to have some new art or something heavy to carry inside. I welcomed her back home with a kiss before heading back inside to go shower off the sweat, sex, and clippings from yard work. Julia was in her room listening to music with the door closed as I went past. A part of me wondered if she was still naked before internally kicking myself for such an inappropriate thought.
The shower had me refreshed, coming out to my room wrapped in a towel I went to slip on some shorts. I only had khakis left clean and instead swapped to sleep pants. The thin fabric wouldn’t get me too hot with the AC running downstairs. I wore them without underwear as I normally would and put a T-shirt on after grabbing the top one from the drawer. I went downstairs and settled into my recliner, the cool leather hugging my body as I flipped the foot rest up. My wife was in the midst of cooking dinner, I spent the time scrolling on my phone till it was ready. Once dinner was ready I shot a message to Julia instead of shouting through the walls to bring her down. My wife and I sat at the table getting our portions when she joined us.
Julia had put on an oversized T-shirt that hung past her shorts. I never understood the style as it always made girls look like they had no bottoms on. I was thankful she wasn’t in only panties and a tank top like she had been wearing for the last few nights. She gave me a quick grin while scooping hot food onto her plate. Dinner went by normally as we all talked and ate, my wife relaying her time at the craft fair. Nearing the end of the meal I managed to knock my fork off the table as I grabbed my water. I hadn’t picked the glass up high enough and the tines caught the edge of the cup sweeping it to the floor. The metal clanged loudly as I muttered a curse at being so clumsy. Julia giggled and my wife just shrugged before continuing their conversation about a book they were reading. Scooting my seat back the fork had skittered towards Julia, the utensil now squarely under the middle of the table.
Unable to bend over and grab it I had to leave my seat and get under the table to reach. Julia was watching me out the corner of her eye, as soon as I fucked under her legs spread. The movement effortlessly drew my attention to her, under the shirt she hadn’t worn anything. Given how she always wore shorts with such a fit I assumed the same was true. Instead I was staring at her little mound, lips pressed tightly closed as her thighs parted. I didn’t jerk up and hit my head on the table like some movie scene. I quickly grabbed the fork and retreated back to my seat. My hunger is now gone as she breathed on the embers of my lust. A small flame of arousal stirring my cock to lurch, flexing my leg muscles I fought the growing erection. Julia shot me a little smirk and I glared with furrowed brows before getting up. I wasn’t impressed that she would be so naughty in front of her mother. I tossed the last few scraps of food on my plate in the trash and put my plate in the sink. I sat back down at the table with the others as they finished eating.
I felt Julia’s foot brush mine and was instantly thankful her legs were too short to stretch across the entire table. The look in her eye made me think she would have tried to rub my cock with that foot if she could. My wife didn’t notice the way she gazed at me as she was too busy responding to a message after her phone buzzed next to her. This time my glare included a shake of the head to silently tell her to stop. My earlier statement that we wouldn’t be doing anything sexual again didn’t stick. With my wife still distracted Julia was taking a bite of food but treated it like she was about to suck dick. Tongue licked around tines, pushed the food in, and her tongue pushed her cheek out as if my manhood was stretching it outward. Getting a drink of water my gut dropped with nerves as I feared my wife noticing. Julia wasn’t listening at all and I didn’t know how to get through to her that she needed to stop.
“Alright, I’m going to use the bathroom. You two have dishes and when I come back down we are watching a movie.” We both muttered an okay to my wife as she got up. Once she was upstairs and out of sight my expression towards Julia darkened as I was now able to verbally lash out for her actions.
“Damn it Julia I said no more. I can’t believe you would act that way in front of your mother. If she found out I would probably go to jail and never see you two again.” Frustration in my voice as I kept my tone low so it wouldn’t carry upstairs. She went from all smiles to staring at her empty plate like a puppy who was swatted for excitedly jumping on their owner.
“I’m sorry…”
“Sorry won’t cut it for this. Come here, maybe this punishment will get through to you that we can’t have the kind of relationship you are desiring. I am your father, not a fuck buddy.” My anger at how she was being such a deviant had blood boiling, cancelling any arousal she created. Julia timidly got up and walked around the table as I pushed my chair out. A finger pointing for her to come all the way around to me. Once she was within arms reach I roughly grabbed her and pulled her over my lap.
“This will hurt, a good girl will take her punishment silently. But if needed, bite down on this.” I held a rolled up cloth napkin in front of her mouth. Her belly laid across my lap she opened to take it. With the napkin wedges between teeth I pushed her head down so her ass would point higher in the air. Shirt tugged over hips to expose naked ass and pussy, my hand went flat then curled back letting the inside knuckles lead the slap. I brought the hand down swiftly, a thup! Came from her body as the hand hit, leaving it there for a second after to keep it muffled. The heel of my palm hit her right cheek, index fingers palm knuckle struck her pussy and fingers finished on her other cheek. She let out a grunt from the pain, my hand already moving away to swat down. Five times I struck her body like that, her pussy turning red from the repeated blows. I considered more but I wasn’t sure how long my wife would be and on that last hit I could feel her juices clinging to palm. I wondered how we raised such a deviant that spanking her in this way would be a turn on. My anger had faded and now I was feeling dirty in ways I didn’t expect.
“Now that’s enough of you being a deviant in front of your mother. Get the dishes cleaned up. “ I stood her back up as she pulled the spit soaked rag from her lips. Teeth marks embedded in the black cloth as she just nodded. Tears were on her cheeks again and that made me feel guilty for being so hard but I wanted her to stop. Julia cleared the table and was loading the dishwasher as I went to the recliner. My wife came down a minute later wearing sweats so she could be extra comfortable. Handling the remote she prepped a romance movie for when we were already to sit down. Julia asked for a minute to grab her favorite blanket and use the restroom herself. She returned wrapped up in her pink sleeved blanket. It had been a gift from her aunt, the fuzzy blanket had sleeves so she could wear it like a backwards jacket. She came down wrapped up like it was a robe.
“Can I cuddle dad?”
“Yeah.” With the foot rest pushed to the floor she climbed into my lap. Her ass on my left leg as she rests her head against my chest, eyes on the TV. The lights around the downstairs were off with the glow of the TV getting brighter while the sun was setting. The light for the stairs is the only other source to fight the growing darkness creeping in the house. I had an arm wrapped around Julia as she laid against my body. She was still burritoed into the blanket and I was happy to just have a normal daughter moment back. The room quickly got darker as the movie progressed till the TV was the only thing that cast a glow upon the three of us. My wife was laid across the couch with her back to us, pillows stacked up on the armrest for a makeshift cushion.
For the last thirty minutes I withstood how Julia was putting my leg to sleep. It was starting to really tingle from hip to toes and my foot felt numb. It was time to shift her into a different position, she was still light enough that I could easily reposition her myself. As I lifted her up to position her more centered on my lap she let the blanket unwrap. As she settled into the new position her arms tucked into the blanket and spread it out over the two of us. I didn’t think anything about it, then she grabbed my hands and moved them off the arm rests. With them under the blanket she guided my hands towards her body. Enveloping her in a hug I felt the soft warmth of bare skin. As I looked down at her in surprise she was smirking with that mischievous grin. A finger across her lips telling me of all people to be quiet about. My heart started to race as she wiggled her naked body against my thin pants.
I looked over and was thankful my wife decided to sprawl out. She wasn’t able to see us without moving. Fear mixed with arousal as my little girl placed one of my hands on her chest, the other was guided to her pubic bone. I wanted to push her away. I knew it wouldn’t be good though if my wife noticed her naked under the blanket after having just been sitting with me. Julia shimmied up, neck twisting to whisper in my ear.
“I can’t help but want you… punish me each time. I won’t stop wanting to feel you inside of me.” her whisper could barely be heard over the shouting scene of the movie. Those words sent a shiver down my spine as cock stretched out my pants. Julia was just as stubborn as her mother. When they really wanted something nothing could stop them from having it.
“Hm… I feel like the other guy was cuter and better for her.” The movie started to ramp up the romance, Julia shot back a quick agreement. The climatic love scene was quickly approaching as the couple were in a loud bar drinking. Julia sank back down into my lap, I felt her hands unbuttoning the sleep pants. My wife made another comment about the movie and it fell on deaf ears. The thin soft fabric parted and my cock wormed out the hole and into a soft warm hand. She was pushing my tip against her slit, hips wiggling to guide it into her wet entrance. I surrendered to deviant desires as I realized it was impossible to stop her. She had an insatiable lust that remained hyper focused on me.
Julia sat down on my cock, it disappeared into her vaginal canal without a sound from either of us. She took all of my manhood and let it soak inside her tight cunt. With cock soaking, a hand fondled her bare breast as the one on her waist pressed into clit. The characters started to have their first kiss at the bar and my wife let out an Ahh at how they were cute and awkward. Julia leaned her head back, looking up at me, her hand caressed my cheek as lips puckered out for a kiss. I lean in giving her the kiss she desired, our lips meeting in the dark. The hand on her breast tweaked a nipple as my cock twitched inside her, our lips overlapped. Moving from a simple press together to tongue brushing together.
“Oh well ain’t he got a cute place…” my wife’s comment about how the characters were now ending up at his place broke our kiss.
“Hmmm…. He has good taste.” Julia let out a little moan while responding. My fingers on her clit and cock stretching her pussy must have felt too good to contain it. In response I punished her by pinching a nipple, I felt her pussy quiver as she stifled a groan. I flicked a look to my wife and she was still tucked into the couch intently watching the movie. The movie was pretty loud between the music and all the theatrical sounds the couple were making to really sell the sex scene. It must have covered up the sound of Julia’s groan or my wife just paid it no mind.
Wanting more than just a kiss on the lips and my cock soaking in juices I placed my hands under Julia. Lifting her ass my elbows dug into the armrests while supporting her weight. My heels planted into the recliner, the leather creaked as my back took on my body weight. With weight off my hips I started to thrust, slow and silent strokes. Julia let out a sigh of relief, my cock stirring up her vagina with its agonizingly slow pace. A full in out thrust was taking two seconds as I avoided making any noise.
“Oohh. Would it be okay if Allison stays the night Friday?” The tone to her exclamation didn’t sound like one born from just remembering something. To me it was clearly a moan that she didn’t want to keep concealed. My dick twitched as a jolt of excitement raced through my body from how hot her noises were and the way she used casual conversation to mask them. One slip would have us caught, the wrong noise could gain my wife’s curiosity. If she sat up and looked at us it wouldn’t be difficult to suspect something naughty. The TV’s glow bathed us in light making it impossible to use the darkness to hide how we were positioned. Even with the blanket over us one could notice Julia’s knees had the fleece pitched up high. Legs spread as I sat under her, a position impossible to mistake as anything other than two people fucking.
“Well I’ll be just getting back from a work trip that night but I don’t mind. As long as your father is fine with it. “
“Yeah I don’t care.” I would have said yes to anything at this point. Allison was her best friend and was always welcome over. We told Julia she had to ask before she stayed the night after they made plans when we were already busy the next morning.
“Sooo… Dad. How is it?…” her head was leaned against my shoulder, drawing out certain syllables to mask moans. As my eyes meet her I could make out the smirk on her face. She continued the sentence before I could ask for clarification.
“Uhm. Whatever that new game you got is?” while speaking she pushed her hands up from under the blanket. It rolled off her chest, naked breasts aglow looking paler in the TV’s light. Her hands gestured to her body as if I needed clarification on this being an innuendo.
“The game is great. I absolutely love it.” I was still slowly thrusting with my constant stroke like a metronome keeping a beat. The sex scene had ended minutes ago with a fade to black. Our own fun wasn’t ending nearly as quickly with how gentle and sensual it was. I could feel a wet spot growing as her juices drained down upon my balls.
“You wouldn’t rather be playing your game instead? “ She was making more gestures as we played some twisted version of charades. It started with a point at my wife then one finger being held straight as it went in and out of the other hand’s finger circle.
“I love getting to spend time with you like this or playing games.”
“Good answer. Cause if all you did was play games again I would divorce you.” My wife chimed in bringing up how years ago my mmo addiction was a wedge in our relationship. Things were quiet between us all for another minute, Julia and I still secretly fucking. I could feel my arms getting tired from supporting her hips for about the last ten minutes. I lowered her softly and stretched my arms, cock once again soaking.
“Oh I meant to ask how your project is coming. Since you decided to stay home and work on it.” I want sure what project my wife was mentioning. From what we did I doubt a school project was the motivation to stay home.
“so far it’s been great. I had some trouble with how to get started. I decided to just strip my idea down to its core and from there things have progressed.”
“That’s good to hear. I know starting something new is always difficult, especially for art.” I was completely confused at first till the fact that they were discussing until art was mention. I had forgotten last week that there was a new major assignment for art. It was a project due over a month out for a midterm grade and would be put in a show. While they were having this casual conversation I was left with Julia sitting on my dick, hands rubbing her naked body as I kept myself restrained. My desires wanted to stand up, flip her doggy style against the recliner and pound her pussy till she begged me to stop. Just soaking was a new way to tease I hadn’t know existed.
“So when you say it’s progressing it hasn’t been all ideas but some actual deep progress with the project?”
“MmHmm… the progress is definitely deep. I’ve got the foundation for the project done and I’m currently sitting on some ideas for what’s to come next.” Julia shot me a look this time as my fingers massaged her clit. She pivoted the moan beautifully into the start of her answer though and I was getting restless with us just sitting here.
“Okay sweety, just know I’m always happy to listen if it helps get your ideas out and things completed.”
“Thanks mom…” Their conversation had been just a few minutes and the movie was ramping up into some sort of climactic scene. My wife was now getting reabsorbed into the plot after a rather dull moment. Julia started to wiggle and climbed off my cock. A wet string of her juices and my precum stretched between our bodies as the chair groaned from her hovering over me. She turned around to face me, knees tucked against the arm rests as they buried themselves at my hips. The blanket slid down her back dropping upon my knees as she sat upright. With her knees on the seat I could feel her wet slit millimeters from erect tip. Her hands caressed my face as she leaned in kissing me.
It had been a long time since I felt such a passionate kiss on my lips. While my wife and I still kissed and would make out during sex I couldn’t remember the last time it held such emotion. Or the last time the kiss itself put butterflies in my stomach, made my heart race, or the rest of the world melt away. I didn’t think at all about how my daughter was now completely exposed, her naked body bathed in the TV’s light. Her naked breasts pressed against my chest as she leaned in, erection swaying under a dripping slit. If we were to be seen now there would be zero questions and absolutely no way to hide what was happening. We did our best to kiss quietly, Julia once again lowered herself upon my cock. After taking half my shaft her hips started to rock, our tongue dancing together. Lips parted as we each leaned to one side, our tongues ground together and moved from one mouth to the other. Julia stopped kissing me as she moved to my ear, hot breath tickling the lobe as her lips brushed it.
“I want you to really fuck me right here. Don’t be gentle and fuck me.” A hand she ran at the back of my neck while making out rose up into my hair. Tugging it to emphasize how she wanted me to no longer be gentle. My heart skipped a beat as she just said exactly what I wanted. With blood racing I could hear a ba-thump pounding in my ears, I wasn’t sure if it was the movie’s music or my heart beat. I was hesitating as my wife was still next to us, silently watching the movie. Julia was still rocking her hips, grinding on it, making it difficult to refuse. Then she started to bounce, the leather groaned when she would push her weight against the seat to jump back up.
“If you won’t fuck me then I’ll have to bounce on it till the seat breaks.” She added a little ear bite before dropping down on my shaft. The squelch sound of her wet cunt sucked to my dick as she plunged it in was swallowed by the movie’s music. She bounced four times before I finally stopped as a hand grabbed her ass. This time I didn’t have to support her weight as I positioned myself to thrust. My hips hovering off the seat as my feet and elbows became my anchor points on the chair.
“Yesss….” She moaned into my ear as I started to thrust, my pace already double of what it was earlier. With my weight distributed off the chair I kept it from groaning as she remained knelt over my body. She had a hand on my chest, nails digging into my shirt but I could still feel their length clawing into flesh.
“Mom, we should go shopping next weekend for a dress I can wear to the school dance. Before it gets harder for us to find something good.” She pulled my hair this time to emphasize harder. Her face then buried into my neck as she started to plant a kiss to its side. Obeying her words I was now thrusting at a pace just above my usual gentle rate. A part of me was still being cautious but rationality was corrupted by lust a while ago. The line of things getting too risky kept moving as my cock did all the thinking for me.
“Oohhkay sweet heart. I know last year we made it harder on ourselves by waiting the weekend before.” I wasn’t fully listening as she spoke, my focus was purely on the pleasure of my daughter’s tight pussy as it rode my cock. So when I heard the word harder it was the only thing to truly register over everything else. Given how often I would obey my wife’s voice when she said that word I started to fuck harder. I could really feel as my hips hit against her ass and now even her breasts were jiggling. The noise of the movie fell upon my deaf ears but thankfully kept any noises our bodily clash made between us. Unable to give her ass a good snack I settled for roughly squeezing and spreading her pert cheeks. Her hips rocked in sync with my thrust as she couldn’t just sit still any longer.
“Oh, I haven’t heard what the theme for the dance is this year.”
“Uhhh… yesss. The uhh theme. I think it’s enchanted Forest.” Julia was struggling to not moan now as she tried to have a casual conversation with her mother. I was smiling with cock rock hard as she still managed create a coherent response while hiding moans.
“That sounds better than last year’s glamour aesthetic.”
“Yeahhh. It won’t be nearly as hard to shop for either.” Julia emphasized hard again and my pace increased. I was reaching the limit of just how hard I could thrust while stuck below her. My cock pumping fast, hips hitting her thighs. If I was on top like earlier I could have been hitting her deepest parts but this position wasn’t allowing me to shove in balls deep. The excursion of fucking my sweet daughter was making me heavily breath, it was getting difficult to keep each exhale quiet. All of this thrusting had been going on for nearly ten minutes now as we continued to ignore the movie. I wasn’t sure when I would reach my limit, it had been years since I had sex more than once in a day and easily over a decade since the daily count went past two. Each time I cum it would always take longer for me to climax again.
The movie was having a serious moment as it grew quieter. No emotional music as the two characters talked. In my sex drunk state I didn’t even notice how the volume fell. With Julia’s breathing in my ears as my blood rushed through veins I wasn’t listening or thinking straight. Each thrust had been letting out some noises mostly the way her pussy had its wet grip upon my shaft. The once imperceptible plop, shhlop, oop sound of tight pussy getting stuffed had slipped between the actors’ conversation. I didn’t stop though as I could feel that we were both reaching our limits. Her pussy kept getting tighter then would relax before constricting again.
“Ohh I really hope they don’t stop. They really should finish what they started together even if there is a fight between them.” I wasn’t sure what my wife was going on about but her words didn’t reach me. I was hammering my cock into our daughter’s body, getting rougher I gave her my all. Even in this darkness with Julia’s face covered in shadow I could make out its pleasure filled contortion. Her pussy latched down on my cock as she started to cum, making it impossible for me to thrust so hard. Thankfully I didn’t need to as I pushed her hips down so she sat with her full weight upon me. My cock crushed into her cervix as my body slumped into the chair, cum gushing into her used cunt.
“Mmhmmm… I can’t agree more. Oh mom, I’m coming to shadow you at work right? That was supposed to happen Tuesday.” It was certainly impressive how she was mixing words in with moans or talking to avoid making deviant sounds all together. I could feel my balls tight to my crotch as they emptied themselves. Dick spasming inside her while vaginal walls quivered, drawing out every last drop of cum. The post nut clarity hit immediately after it was all said and done. My stomach twisting in knots as I looked towards my wife who hadn’t seemed to move since the movie started. The pillows were still a wall between us as she laid there on the couch, only her foot stretched out towards the other end was visible to me.
“No, I’ve got to fly out Tuesday. Sorry I forgot all about that since a client demanded we meet in person last minute. You will have to go shadow your dad for the day. Is that alright dear?”
“Oh um… yeah shouldn’t be a problem. I need to use the restroom sweetie.” I was still coming to grips with what just happened. My cock quickly deflated, slipped out as Julia’s naked body unstraddled me. I could feel how it was soaked in our fluids and how my pants now stuck to my thighs as we stained it with our love. Julia had shifted to one side of the seat letting me up. In the cover of darkness I slipped away to the downstairs bathroom. Once inside I sat on the toilet and actually used it while trying to calm down. My hands were shaking and my pants were completely soiled. I would need to change them before I go to sleep but if my wife was to see the massive wet spot she would question if I pissed myself or not. I was just going to have to hide this and wait for a time to change when she wouldn’t notice. I finished up in the restroom and returned to the living room with my pants rebuttoned. Julia smiled as I reclaimed my place under her, she was once more wrapped up like a burrito as she curled and cuddled against me. The movie finished not long after, we had spent over half the movie fooling around. I probably only watched forty minutes of the hour and half show. My wife was the first to get up as the credits were rolling. It was only ten o’clock at night as it ended, early for some but for my wife it was the time she was usually in bed. Some nights she would lay there for an hour before falling asleep, others she passed out quickly.
“I’m going to bed. Don’t stay up too late you two.” She came over and kissed our daughter on the head and then gave me a kiss on the lips. My body started to relax after that, the tension I had built up after finishing was let go. If she had noticed anything there was no way my wife would have been so calm. After she was upstairs Julia calmly got up after giving me one last passionate kiss.
“Thanks dad. That was a lot of fun and felt so good. I’m exhausted and going to bed as well.” I couldn’t blame her, I wanted nothing more than to go fall asleep myself. I had to give it time to go up, slip into some boxers to sleep in and throw these soiled pants into the hamper. I spent some time just scrolling my phone in the dark as the TV glowed with suggested shows to watch next. After thirty minutes passed I went upstairs, my pants hard dried out but the texture of the fabric had changed even if they looked normal. My wife was thankfully passed out wearing the same sweats she had on before. I changed into boxers and climbed into bed beside her, falling asleep as all of the day’s exhaustion claimed me.
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