My daughters dildo epilogue

EPILOGUE

We spent the rest of that night fucking. Nicole showed me mercy and allowed me a couple naps along the way, but I was shooting blanks for most of it. I still can’t get over how much sex that girl needs. Beyond that, I’m just happy that she’s so good at getting me hard even when I think I’ve reached my limit. I ended up booking the hotel room for another night and we got more than our money’s worth out of it.

I can’t really say things returned to normal over the next couple of weeks at home only because what we were doing was so far from normal that we couldn’t really be sure what that was anymore. We did, however, find a routine that seemed to work for us. Nicole played at being a wife to me, but she was still very much my daughter. I acted the part of the husband to appease her, though there was an unspoken understanding that I couldn’t simply abandon my responsibilities as her father.

Nicole slept in my bedroom, making good on her promise to fuck me every night no matter what. She left her room the way it was to keep up appearances in case we ever had guests. Despite the fact that we were fucking, we often indulged in the voyeuristic sex games we played when we had been only fooling around at arm’s length. We both enjoyed jerking off together as much as we ever had. It became a loose rule that we would only masturbate and give each other oral sex during the day and save the fucking for after dark. My whole day felt like one long foreplay session.

Things at work had even improved. It turns out that it was all the guilt and moral quibbling that was distracting me, not the sex. Once I had accepted my sexual relationship with my daughter, and stopped questioning everything we did, the rest of life just sort of fell neatly into place. Sure, we had to keep things hidden and I couldn’t share the details of my newfound love with anyone, but it didn’t matter. I was whole in a way that I hadn’t been in a very long time, and I didn’t care about society’s condemnation of the intimate life that Nicole and I were creating together. Life was good.

When I got home from work that Friday, I was looking forward to a weekend of non-stop naked fun with my baby girl. We must have fucked over a hundred times already, but I couldn’t wait to be inside her again. Nicole greeted me at the door with a perverse twinkle in her eye. I was a little disappointed that she was still had on the jeans and sweatshirt she wore to school.

“Go straight to the bathroom and take a shower,” she instructed as she took my briefcase and jacket. “I’ve got a special night planned for your birthday.”

“My birthday’s not till next week.”

She kissed me, grinding her body against mine. “I know, but I couldn’t wait. Now go get cleaned up!”

I did as I was told, trying to guess what my little girl might have cooked up for tonight. Maybe some sexy new lingerie? Or perhaps she learned a new bedroom trick she wants to show me. I showered and shaved (she says she doesn’t mind when I give her whisker burn while eating her out, but I know she prefers it when my face is nice and smooth when I go down on her). I was dabbing on a little cologne when Nicole came in with a shit-eating grin on her face. She was wearing the slinky robe I had bought for her a few weeks back. I could only imagine what she did or didn’t have on under it.

“Ready?”

“You tell me,” I quipped as I reached for my own robe.

“You won’t be needing that.” She took something out from behind her back. “This is all you’ll be wearing tonight.” Dangling from her finger was a black, silk blindfold.

“Kinky,” I said, trying not to sound nervous. I didn’t like the idea of giving up control, but I knew I’d willingly put myself in my daughter’s hands and be safe.

“Oh, you have no idea,” she teased with a promising smile.

My nymph of a daughter moved behind me and affixed the blindfold, making sure I couldn’t see anything. She hugged me from behind, moving her hands up and down my body, coming tantalizingly close to my growing cock, but veering away at the last second. How had she become such a skilled temptress at such a young age?

Nicole took my hand and led me toward my, rather our, bedroom. Was she going to try to tie me up? Drip hot candle wax on my nipples? None of that really appealed to me much, but if it was what she wanted, then I was game.

She had me lie down on our bed and I immediately noticed something was different. Satin sheets. The cool slickness felt great on my skin. She positioned me on my back and gave me a sensual kiss on the lips that was over too soon for my liking. I heard her lighting candles, then came the soft sounds of her shedding her flimsy robe. My imagination ran wild. The next moments stretched out in silent torment as I anticipated what might be coming next.

I felt the bed shift as she crawled up onto it and made her way up between my legs. My cock was stiff and it jumped with expectation when I felt her warm breath caress my hairless balls.

“Happy birthday, Daddy,” she cooed just before she began licking and sucking my scrotum.

Her tongue was adept like no other woman I’d known. Sure, I’d taught her a few things along the way, but she was a natural when it came to giving me pleasure. I wanted to grab her and fuck her, but I held back and tried to simply enjoy the treatment she was serving up to me on this special night.

She gently suckled each of my balls in her warm mouth, then flitted her tongue down lower coming dangerously close to my asshole. It wasn’t something I’d ever asked for, but if she went there I can’t say I’d be unhappy about it. Just before reaching that ultimate nether zone, she worked her way back up, licking along the length of my shaft and finding my cockhead. The tip of my girl’s tongue tickled along my piss hole, and ran circuits around my flared crown. It was strange not being able to see her doing it, but that only meant I was all the more focused on the actual sensation of it. Who’d have guessed that my 17-year-old daughter would be able to teach this old dog new tricks in the bedroom?

“You like that, Daddy?” Her voice was sultry in a way that it had never been before.

“Mmm, I love it. If you’re not careful, I’m going to cum too soon.”

“We wouldn’t want that now, would we?” Her lips kissed the tip of my cock, and seconds later I was in her mouth.

I wasn’t lying when I said I might be close to going off. It usually took me longer to cum from a blowjob than from fucking, but something about tonight, maybe the sheets or the blindfold, had me on a hair trigger. I wanted to stay in the moment and not resort to mentally reciting baseball stats, and so I focused on what she was doing to me and whatever was going to happen would happen.

She suckled the head of my cock for a few seconds before taking me deeper. My shaft slid between her soft lips, and past her teeth. I felt the tip of my dick against the back of her throat, and then it went further. There were a lot of things my baby girl was good at, but deep throating was not one of them. At least not before tonight. I realized that this was most likely my special birthday surprise that she couldn’t wait to show me. I didn’t know where she picked up this new skill, but I was ecstatic that she did!

I’d never felt my cock taken completely like that before, and it all but blew my mind. Nicole’s blowjobs were excellent before, but now they were absurdly amazing. I heard her gag a little as she took in the last inch of me, and even that sound was a new kind of turn on. I never wanted to do anything to hurt my baby, but the idea of her choking herself on my cock was almost too much to handle.

“Oh my God, Nicole, that’s incredible. Don’t stop.”

As soon as I said the words she slipped my cock out of her mouth and I instantly regretted speaking up. She began kissing her way down my erect shaft and I decided to keep my mouth shut from that point on. She began tonguing my balls again, which was wonderful, but not as good as the deep throating.