Daughter Really Wants Some Daddy-Cock

Jill was sucking her boyfriend’s cock when she started thinking about her father. She was giving her boyfriend, Josh, a blowjob as he sat on his sofa, his pants down around his ankles. Jill was doing a great job: She’d licked and stroked his dick to maximum hardness and now she was stuffing it down her throat. (Without gagging—she was proud of that.) But as she worked, her mind had wandered to last evening, when, after work, she drove over to her parents’ house and let herself in with her own key. She started to call out a hello, but she heard some moaning and grunting coming from the kitchen.

She listened and heard her mother saying, “Oh, jesus, Dan , your cock feels so good! Fuck my pussy harder, honey!” Jill tiptoed to the kitchen door and peeked in. She saw her mother bent over the kitchen counter, her shorts pulled down, while her father was holding the two globes of her mother’s big ass and plunging his cock into her cunt. “Oh, shit!” said her mother through gritted teeth. “Fuck that’s good!” What Jill then noticed was how thick and long her father’s cock was. When he pulled back during his rhythmic fucking, Jill couldn’t believe how big and good-looking that dick was.

Her father had a calm look on his face. He was fucking his wife in a firm, systematic way, occasionally reaching forward and stroking his wife’s hair or face. He said quietly, “I’m glad you like it, sweetheart. Tell me when you’re going to cum so we can cum together.” Jill had never seen anything so romantic in her life.

Jill thought about this now, even as she felt her boyfriend Josh’s dick begin throbbing in her mouth. She was on her knees in front of him as he sat on the sofa. She realized he wasn’t even looking at her—he was looking at his phone, scrolling through his texts! This guy didn’t appreciate the great blowjob he was receiving from her. Disgusted, she pulled the cock out of her mouth and decided to finish him off by pumping him with her hand. Now Josh looked up. “Hey!” he said. “Keep sucking—I want to cum in your mouth.”

“Really?” said Jill , annoyed. “But you can’t even pay attention when I do that? Screw you.” She was pumping him furiously, and without wanting to, Josh came with a sudden gush. Jill aimed his dick away from her, and his cum sprayed his leg and the sofa.

“Hey!” yelped Josh. He started rubbing the cum-stain on the fabric. “You’re gonna ruin my new sofa, you bitch! I told you to swallow!”

Jill stood up. She pushed her big titties back into the scoop-neck shirt she was wearing, and smoothed down her miniskirt. She put her red high heels back on and said, “You know, we’ve been dating for a month now, and I don’t think you appreciate me. You don’t appreciate all this”—she pointed to her own beautiful body—“and I think we’re over.”



Her thoughts returned to the sight of her father fucking her mother. In that moment, she realized it: I want some daddy-cock, she said to herself, and she smiled.

The next evening, after work, Jill drove over to her parents’ house again. This time when she let herself in, her father was sitting in the living room, reading the paper after work.