Daddy’s Game Part 2

Note from the author:
I just wanted to take a moment and thank everyone who read my story and liked it. If you didn’t read it because of the breast size, I am so sorry for your loss! I myself had D breasts when I was 14, and a small waist. If you don’t believe it you should check out the 9th grade female population. I don’t think that I am sick and twisted either, although I definitely could be. Seeing older men with younger girls has always been a turn on for me. Maybe my fascination with incest comes from the fact that my brother took my virginity when I was 11, a story I plan on writing soon. Maybe it comes from the fact that older men just know how to please a girl. Either way, I love to write and writing about sex, and if I can turn myself on in the process why not enjoy the bonus! Thanks again for reading and the feedback.

P.S. What I have in store for the next chapter will blow this one out of the water, so I hope you all cum back for more!

Chapter 2: Morgan’s Secret Little Game

Ever since I had begun sleeping with my daughter Morgan and her best friend Sadie about a year ago things had really begun to change in my life. First of all I was getting laid on a regular basis, hell sometimes twice a day. It must have shown all over my face because people at the restaurant began to notice the difference in me. My barmaid Cheryl would ask me constantly who I was seeing, and I swear she made it a weekly thing to guess a different girl from around town. The town wasn’t big either, but she always managed to have a different name each week without repeaters. Dillon, my best friend from high school and my head chef would ask who I was fucking and if he could get in on ‘that’. He laughed that whoever it was must have good pussy to change such a prick like myself into a nice boss, finally. Each time he’d ask I’d lie and say no one, but he knew me better than that.

Things changed at home as well. My Morgan had actually picked her grades up in school to my surprise and she had begun to clean the house and even cook me dinner. In what had become our little threesome, Morgan had assumed the role of the wife it would have seemed. We would fuck as much as my baby girl wanted and my Morgan liked sex a lot! It seemed my little vixen needed some dick just to start her day, and more dick to calm her down at night. I was more than happy to oblige. Sadie still came over as much as she possibly could, but most of the time it was just me and my baby girl.

The night Morgan turned 15; she and I had plans to celebrate together in our own special way. She wanted me home early enough to have a night of fun, and begged me to think of something new we could try. I was getting ready to leave work early when Dillon stopped me.

“Where’re you off to tonight? I wanted to see if you wanted to throw down some beers when I got off like old times?” He asked me in a half statement half question.

“Oh man, tonight we’re celebrating Morgan’s birthday. I promised her I would be home for dinner and cake.” I responded quickly.

“I haven’t seen your little girl in a long time, man. How about I grab a case and stop by? I’d like to wish her a happy birthday too!”

Dillon had been a big part of my life when Morgan was born. We were both stupid 18 year old boys at the time, I tried to grow up pretty fast but often fell short those first few years of her life. I could always count on ‘Uncle Dillon’, as Morgan had called him, when I needed him back then. He was the one with the car and the full time job. He was always quick to lend me a ride or some cash when I needed it for my baby. When I had finally come up in the world Dillon had just moved back to town and was in need of work. I was more than happy to help him out now that I could finally repay him.

“We’ll see how I’m feeling. Give me a call, ok man?” And with that I went home, a big smile on my face just thinking about the surprise I had in store for my birthday girl.

There was no dinner or cake when I got home. Morgan only wanted one thing for her birthday; an amazing orgasm. She had said to me, “Daddy for my birthday all I want is for you to make me cum harder than I ever have.” Considering the amount of times we had had sex, and the amount of times I had felt my baby’s pussy squeeze my cock while it released her sweet juices all over my shaft, this was going to prove difficult. It took a lot of ‘planning’ on my part, and day dreaming at work what I could do to my daughter that I hadn’t done already. Finally it dawned on me, and I couldn’t have been more excited.

When I got home she was on the couch with only her pink lace bra and panty set on. I loved looking at her smooth tanned skin under the light color of her garments. Her breasts had grown another cup size over the past year, and her hips had widened even more. She was still a very short young lady, at only about 5’4 inches but man her little legs didn’t stop as she sat there with her them crossed. Her long dark hair was bone straight and her bangs were pinned back on top of her head. Her face was painted perfectly with just enough eye liner to make her big brown eyes pop, and her lips shined with a hint of rose.

“Hi daddy,” she beamed when I walked through the door gawking at her majesty.

“Hi baby,” I could hardly contain myself, my dick was hard from just the sight of my knock out daughter. “You look amazing?”

“You like it?” She shook her tits a little bit and very slowly uncrossed her legs, seductively. “I want you to take it off of me.”

She was eager for me to give it to her, I knew it but not tonight, I had other plans.

“I brought you a gift sugar.” I told her, and she looked up at me curiously.