My daughters dildo part 2

The sound of buzzing woke me up. It took me a moment to get oriented, having never spent the night in my daughter’s bed before. Nicole was next to me, the covers pushed down to the foot of the bed. She was naked, as I’d come to expect, and masturbating, as I was also becoming more and more accustomed to. She was staring longingly at my cock as she ran her purple vibrator up and down along the length of her pussy.

“My God, girl,” I chuckled. “Are you ever not horny?”

“I’m only like this when I’m around you.” She rolled toward me and gave me kiss. “Morning, Daddy.” She pressed the tip of her vibrating cock against her clit and moaned. “I missed the school bus.”

“I got up and rescheduled my meeting earlier while you were still asl**p.” This brought a big smile to her lips.

“So we’re having a naked day together?”

“Looks like it.”

“Have I told you that you’re the best daddy ever?”

“Yes, but not enough.”

“I want to see you cum at least, like, ten times today.”

I had to laugh. “Don’t get your hopes up, kiddo. Your old man isn’t one of those teenage studs that your used to.”

“We’ll see.” Nicole teased her hole with the head of her dildo. “Here, you do me,” she said, handing me the vibrator.

I propped myself up on one elbow and directed the toy between her wide open legs. I touched the end of it to the area just above her clit.

“And how many times am I going to see you cum today?” I asked.

“A hundred…at least.” She groped for me and grabbed a hold of my cock. “I love how hard you always are in the morning.”

I continued caressing her pussy with the buzzing toy. She arched her back, and stretched her lithe nakedness under my tender manipulations. Her grip on my cock grew tighter. She wasn’t jerking me, as she liked to do, but rather just holding onto it, possessing it.

“Almost there,” she breathed.

“Already?”

“I was pretty close before you woke up. And it’s so much better when you do it.” She squeezed one her breasts roughly with her free hand. “Yes, right there, Daddy. Ooo, you’re going to make me cum…”

I held the dildo in place, jiggling it ever so slightly. “Uh huh, uh huh…” Her body was rocking in time with a beat that only she could hear. “Uh huh, right there…” Her hand clutched my shaft, relaxed, clutched again in rhythm with the pulsating approach of her first climax of the day. “Uh huh…ooooh, fuck, Daddy, there…”

Her body jerked, snapping her hips upward against the dildo. A string of girlish grunts signaled her pleasure as the spasms continued to fire. After several seconds, she had to let go of my cock and push the vibrator away from her clit. I threatened her pussy with it a moment later and she screamed, clapping both hands over her crotch to protect her sensitive girl parts. She drew her knees up and lolled from side to side with a gratified noise that was half giggle, half groan.

“Did you see that, Daddy? Did you see me cum?”

“Of course I did. What the Hell else would I be looking at?”

She grinned and hugged herself. “I love cumming in front of you. It’s ten times hotter when I know you’re watching me.”

I turned off the toy and set it aside. I once again marveled at my daughter’s naked body. It seemed impossible that I would ever get enough of the sight of her. My mouth watered at the thought of those soft, puffy nipples of hers against my tongue. She noticed where my attention was and brushed her fingers across her pink little mounds.

“Now I want to see you.” She bit her lower lip in contemplation. “I think you should cum on my tits.”

I wanted to jump at the invitation, but I knew I shouldn’t. “Well, maybe that’s a bit too…how about if I just do it like usual?”

“Oh, c’mon, you’ve cum on me before.”

“Not on purpose…really.”

“Stop being a wuss and do it.” She pushed her titties together, making them look twice as big as they actually were. “I know you want to.”

“Since you put it that way…”

She squealed with delight. “Alright, get up on your knees…good, like that…turn this way…perfect. God, your cock looks huge this morning.”

Once she had me positioned the way she wanted, she settled herself in front of me. I was up on my knees in the center of the bed facing to the side; Nicole was lying in front of me on her back, feet toward the headboard, her chest just below my jutting cock. She was laid out before me like a virgin sacrifice on the altar of my incestuous lust.

Her eager eyes looked up at me, begging for me to soil her body with my spilled seed. I couldn’t disappoint her, could I?

I gripped my shaft and began stroking. Her eyes fluttered in fascinated anticipation. It was an alien prospect to me that someone could be so entranced by seeing me play with my dick. None of my past lovers had let on that they were the least bit interested in witnessing my exclusively private act of self-pollution. Performing in front of my daughter like this was in itself a distinctly demeaning experience, but at the same time it was somehow liberating. I’d never reached a point where I could let myself be this vulnerable with another person. With Nicole, I felt safe. Her unconditional acceptance of me as her father gave me the freedom to indulge my perverse whims without fear of judgment or criticism. Maybe this was all wishful thinking. Maybe she would end up recognizing me as the degenerate pig I really was one day down the road. Even so, I was going to enjoy the moment while I could.

“Cum on my tits, Daddy,” she cooed beneath me, smashing her small breasts together as a kind of carnal offering. “Jerk off all over me.”

I jacked my hard dick in my fist. My balls swayed freely with each stroke. I feared they might still be empty after last night. That didn’t stop me from admiring my daughter’s naked body spread out for my private gratification. I’d seen that cute face of hers every single day for my entire life, and yet it had a special glow about it when she had no clothes on. I’d never noticed how sexy her neck was. Her shoulders were masterful sculptures of sensuality. I wanted to fall upon her belly and make love to that pure expanse of smooth softness. Even her knees had become a source of lascivious attraction for me. How did my sweet innocent little girl turn into this embodiment of sexual allure? She could have any guy her own age, and here she was playing daddy’s little slut with her old man. I needed to stop thinking and just enjoy it while it lasted.

“Look at how your balls are flopping around like crazy,” she said, reaching for them.

She formed a cage around my loose nuts with her fingers and let my sack rattle around inside of it while I jerked my cock. It gave me a warm feeling to be able to see her discovering and experimenting. I knew she wasn’t some clueless virgin, but there was still a lot she hadn’t had time to experience yet.

The cage closed around my balls and she held gently, tugging and kneading my scrotum with just the right amount of tender pressure.

“You have great balls, Daddy. I love how they feel. Nice and big and manly.” She fondled each of my testicles lovingly. “I can’t believe that this is where I came from. I started right here in these sexy balls.” She looked up at me with one of those wicked smiles of hers.

God damn, she really knew how to get to me. I let out a gruff bark of satisfaction as my orgasm suddenly burst free and I began spattering my daughter’s chest with cum. Watching my filthy spunk coat her tits in a series of ever-weakening spurts while she stretched my scrotum made it all far better than anything I could have achieved on my own.

“Oooo,” she gushed happily, “so warm and slimy.” She swirled a finger around her far nipple, spreading my cum evenly over the pink of her areola. As I watched her do this I wasn’t paying attention to what her other hand was doing until I felt her pulling my hard-on downward and rubbing the head of my cock against the nipple closest to me.

Holy fucking shit that felt good! I couldn’t move for a few seconds as the sensation held me suspended in a moment of unadulterated bliss. I was barely able to regain my senses.

“Okay, missy, let’s not get carried away.” I eased my cock out of her hand. “I’m going to hit the shower. I’m feeling a bit crusty this morning for some reason.”

“Aww, you’re no fun,” Nicole pouted.

“Or maybe the problem is that you’re too much fun.” I gathered up my robe and underwear from her floor.

“You have to at least kiss me before you leave me like this.” She was still fingering the cum I had deposited across her chest.

I leaned down and gave her soft kiss on the lips. Her tongue sought out mine and it was all I could do to pull away before it developed into a full-on make out session. I would have never guessed that my girl could be so insatiable. I was starting to worry that I wouldn’t be able to keep up with her.

Despite the extra few hours of sleep, I was still feeling somewhat drained. The hot shower went a long way to revitalizing me, and hopefully restoring some of my potency. How lame would it be if she wore me down to the point where I couldn’t get it up for her? Maybe it was time to start thinking about some pharmacological assistance.

I stepped out of the shower and began toweling off. I felt a cold draft of air and looked up to find Nicole leaning against one side of the open doorway in nothing but the button down shirt I had worn to work the day before. She was biting the tip of her thumb in the most adorable way as she watched me drying off.

“Nice shirt.”

“I always see women in movies and magazine ads wearing their man’s shirt, so I wanted to try it.” She lifted the collar to her nose and drew in a deep breath. “I like it.”

“You have my dirty underwear on also?”

“Nope.” To prove it she lifted the shirt tail high enough for me to see her naked pussy. That lilting giggle of hers seeped right into me. “Are you going to shave?”

“That’s the plan.”

“Can I watch?”

I wrapped the towel around my waist. “You haven’t wanted to do that since you were a little girl.”

“God, I must have been such a pest back then.”

“Back then? How about now?”

“Yeah, how about now?” The sultry way she said that gave her an air of sophistication way beyond her years. I don’t know how she did it. One second she’s a gawky kid, then the next she’s a seasoned seductress.

I got out my razor and shaving cream. She put down the lid of the toilet and sat, hands tucked between her knees, happy as could be. I wiped the fog from the mirror and lathered my chin and cheeks.

“I forgot how much I loved this,” Nicole was leaning forward enough for me to get a good look down her (my) shirt. I was only able to get a partial glimpse of one of her nipples, but it was clear from the sticky sheen covering her chest that she hadn’t bothered to clean my cum off of herself. Such a dirty, dirty girl.

“I don’t know what you get out of this.”

She considered this for a moment. “It’s just nice to be around you this way. Like you’re letting me peek behind the curtain of your secret man-world.” She shrugged in that cute way she had. “It gives me a good feeling inside to be with you like this.”

“I suppose it won’t hurt to admit that I liked those Saturday mornings, too. There was something special about those times. Why did you stop?”

She was quiet for a long while. I scraped my razor up my throat, rinsing it in the sink after each stroke.

“Remember that giant stuffed giraffe you won for me that time at the carnival?”

Okay, new topic. “The ball throw game, right? We were barely able to fit that stupid thing in the car. Didn’t you name him Jeffery, or something like that?”

“Jeffy, yeah.” She went on in somewhat shy manner. “I loved playing with him. Anyway, one day when I was about ten I was pretending like I was riding him and I got a funny feeling down there. I didn’t know it at the time, but that’s when I basically figured out how to masturbate.” She waited anxiously for my reaction.

“When you were only ten years old?” It didn’t seem possible.

“It just sort of happened. I had no idea I was having orgasms, or something close to it at least, I just knew it felt good.” She looked down at her bare toes wiggling on the cool floor tiles. I realized I was frozen in mid-stroke and tried to get back to shaving without cutting myself. “I probably humped Jeffy like ten times a day those first couple weeks. God, I was such a little nympho.”

“I had no idea that’s what you were doing in your room all the time. I was just happy you were being quiet and keeping yourself busy.”

“I was so afraid you were going to catch me. Remember the sign I made?”

“Keep out. Private Property!” I shook my head, the pieces were falling into place. “I thought that was just normal tween stuff. I had no idea what that sign on your door was really about.”

“Well, now you know. I was in there having unprotected sex with wild animals.” She gave a nervous laugh. “I did it with all my clothes on at first, or sometimes my PJs. Then I tried it with nothing but my underwear on and found out that was way better. I was afraid to try it with nothing on because I thought that would be the ultimate sin. A week later I was buck naked and humping away like a crazed little sex fiend.”

“Jeffy must’ve loved that.”

“God it’s embarrassing to be admitting all this to you.”

“Seriously? After this morning? After last night?”

“That’s different.” Her nipples were now poking up from beneath my dress shirt in the most provocative way. “The thing is that I eventually realized that the good feelings I got from riding Jeffy were the same sort of nice feelings I got when I hung out in the bathroom with you and watched you shaving, or combing your hair, or putting on cologne.”

I shaved my upper lip, not sure how to respond. Not sure if she wanted me to respond at all.

“I finally put two and two together in my tiny brain and figured out that the nice feelings I was getting in my tummy, and other places, when I watched you in the bathroom were something sexual. I didn’t completely understand it, but I knew there was some kind of connection and that it was something dirty.”

“Geez. I had no clue.” I tried not to let on how shocked I was by these revelations. “So that’s why you stopped hanging around with me during my Saturday morning shaves?”

She shrugged one shoulder. “I thought you would be mad at me, or hate me, for having sex feelings about you like that. And it was just too weird for me to deal with when I was that young.” She smiled wistfully. “I swore I’d never ride Jeffy again, but that only lasted about two days. It’s funny, I thought that he was the only thing that could get me off that way, like Jeffy had some sort of magical power. I eventually figured out that I could straddle my teddy bear or one of my stuffed unicorns and get the same feeling. After that, I started humping everything. My pillow, the arm of the sofa, the footboard of my bed, the corner of my toy box. I even used to take all the clothes off of my Ken doll and put him on the floor, then I’d get naked and lie on top of him and grind my pussy up and down against him. Sometimes I’d set Barbie up and make her watch. Damn, I was one sick little bitch.”

I joined in with her nervous laugh this time, feeling uneasy about picturing my pre-pubescent daughter lying face down on the floor naked, fucking herself against a plastic doll.

“God, I remember lying awake at night trying to think up new things I could grind on. You know your black leather coat? When I was home alone I would bunch it up in a big ball and hump it like crazy. As soon as I came I would get scared you would know what I did and hurry up and clean off the wet spot and put it right back in your closet.”

“I still wear that coat sometimes.”

“I know.” She gave me a look that let me know she’d been privately enjoying that dirty secret for some time. “And did you ever notice that I always say how hot you look in that jacket whenever you wear it?” Nicole pinched one of her nipples through the shirt, apparently feeling a bit less shy than earlier. “I was so dumb back then that I thought humping stuff was the only way to masturbate. That’s the only way I did it for almost like five years before Becca showed me how to use fingers.”

“Showed you?”

Nicole’s mouth hung open, suddenly realizing what she’d just said.

“I said told me.”

“I’m pretty sure I heard showed.”

“They say the hearing is the first thing to go.” She reached out and tugged at my towel, letting it drop to the floor and leaving me standing there naked. “Mmm, I knew you were hiding a big juicy hard-on under there.”

I decided not to press the issue and let her change the subject. I shaved off the whiskers on my chin, and touched up a few spots.

“I could just stare at you like this all day,” Nicole said while gazing at my cock. “It’s nice to know that I can see it whenever I want now.”

“I don’t remember that being part of the deal.” I ducked my head and rinsed my face. When I opened my eyes again Nicole was no longer sitting on the toilet. I looked down and found her kneeling next to me, her face about even with my erection. “What are you doing?” There might have been a note of panic in my voice.

“Just want to see it close up.” She put a hand on my hip and turned me toward her. Her other hand ran up the outside of my thigh and settled on my opposite hip. The head of my cock hovered inches in front of her face. “Wow…look at it.”

It almost seemed like she was in some kind of trance. I stood still, letting her look. It was despicably vain of me to take so much pleasure from the way she admired my cock. She must have fetishized it for years, and now she finally had it. I was perfectly aware of how dangerous this position was, but I convinced myself the boundaries I’d set down would hold. That conviction lasted for about more three seconds.

Nicole suddenly leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth and began sucking. My knees all but gave way and a rush of adrenaline swept through my body. I felt instantly lightheaded as I pushed her head back and pulled my prick from between her lips.

“What are you doing?” I demanded a little too harshly.

“What does it look like?” She licked her lips enticingly.

“We’re not doing this. I’m not going to let this happen.”

“It already happened, Daddy. You put your cock in my mouth.”

“I? You…” I tried to compose myself. I was still close enough to feel my daughter’s warm breath on my dick — which was harder than ever. “You agreed that we were only going to masturbate together.”

“That’s right. And that’s all we’re doing.”

“Oral sex is not part of the deal.”

“All I’m doing is jerking you off with my mouth. How is that any different from using my hand?”

“It just is. I can’t think straight right now, but all I know is that there’s a big difference.”

“Can I at least lick it?”

“Nicole, please, you’re killing me here.”

“Just let me suck it once and I won’t ask again.”

“Don’t do this.”

She tried to push her head forward, but I held her back.

“I’ve been told I give a pretty good blowjob.”

“How about we go back to your bedroom and play with your dildo?”

“This could be my early Christmas present.” She looked up at me with her best puppy dog eyes.

My resolve was weakening by the second. Would it really be any worse than letting her give me a handjob?

“I want to suck your cock so bad.”

Her head moved a little closer.

“I’d let you cum in my mouth, Daddy.”

Closer.

“Think of how good it would feel.”

Her tongue reached out and grazed the tip of my cock.

“I want to taste my Daddy’s cum.”

She was close enough to kiss it.

“I’m going to suck your cock and swallow all your cum, Daddy.”

Her lips wrapped around my cockhead, and in the next moment she was taking me deeper into her mouth.

“Mmmm,” she moaned around my throbbing shaft, and began bobbing her head.

This was insane. This couldn’t be happening. I was letting my daughter suck my cock. She was on her knees in front of me, willingly sucking me like I was the rock star of her fantasies. This was too much to comprehend.

One thing was for certain, she wasn’t exaggerating about being able to give a pretty good blowjob. In my experience, she was administering a damned good blowjob. I had to hope she was a natural at it because I didn’t want to think about how many dicks she had to suck to get as skilled at it as she was.

My daughter’s lips formed a tight seal around my shaft as her head moved smoothly forward and back on my shaft. Her tongue was a warm, wet pillow gliding along the underside of my hard penis. I only felt her teeth at the precise moment that she wanted me to, and that was only when they skimmed lightly over that most sensitive spot just beneath my cockhead. During all this she managed to supply the perfect amount of suction. She’d suck as she took me into her mouth, then release as she pulled back. The fluctuation between one sensation and the other elevated this blowjob to a whole other level I didn’t know there was.

“That’s it, baby, suck Daddy’s cock.” I felt a pang of guilt for talking to my daughter like she was some kind of a street whore, but I knew she liked it. Her yearning moan confirmed it and she began working my cock even more intently.

As incredible as her technique was, it couldn’t match the decadent thrill of seeing my cock disappearing into my dear daughter’s mouth again and again. She had been fantasizing about this for who knows how many years, but I had done everything in my power to avoid thinking about her in any overtly sexual way. The sudden developments over the past days weren’t a matter of me finally realizing a longtime forbidden appetite, but rather a complete upending of my reality. In a very short time I had gone from responsible protector and role-model to unprincipled violator. I rested my hands on Nicole’s head to better feel the tempo of her oral worship of my cock.

“You want my cum?” I croaked, sounding like a common back-alley pervert.

“Mm hm,” she hummed her ascent.

“Are you going to eat Daddy’s cum?”

“Mmmm.” This seemed to get her going more than anything.

I couldn’t see, but I could tell she was fingering herself as she sucked me. How she was able to play with herself and deliver a world-class blowjob at the same time was beyond me. She was quite the accomplished little multi-tasker. Her face wore an expression of serene elation, like that of someone who was getting exactly what she wanted. I always tried to give her everything; I never would have imagined that shoving my cock down her throat would be one of those things.

“God, Nicole, you look so pretty. You look so beautiful with Daddy’s cock in your mouth.”

She whimpered around my dick without slowing and began finger fucking herself faster. Her free hand went to my balls. She massaged my heavy-hanging sack in perfect concert with her cocksucking. I began to sense that the end of this singularly exquisite experience was quickly approaching.

My daughter was sucking my cock. My own fucking daughter. The sweet little girl I had tea parties with; held on my lap while we watched Disney movies; made funny faces to when she was sad; and tucked into bed with a story that always ended with the princess living happily ever after with her prince. This was the girl I was face fucking. I was such a piece of shit.

She was taking me as deep as she could as fast as she could. Every few strokes I could hear her trying to suppress a gag. That somehow made it even hotter for me. She wanted to take every inch of me that she could handle. She wanted all of me.

“You like that, don’t you? You like sucking Daddy’s hard cock.”

Her acknowledgement came in the most arousing way possible. Her eyes flicked open and she looked up at me. Those big, beautiful eyes so full of lust and passion. She wanted nothing more than to please me. My daughter was in the midst of fulfilling an adolescent fantasy that she’d secretly nurtured for years, and yet her main purpose was to give me the most mind-blowing orgasm I’d ever known. I was pretty sure she was about to achieve that goal.

Our eyes stayed locked as I generously fed my cock into Nicole’s mouth over and over. She accepted each thrust readily and seemed only to want more. I couldn’t hold out any longer.

“You ready, sweetheart? Ready for Daddy’s cum?”

She managed the barest of nods without breaking eye contact. I’d never seen anything as divinely sinful as what I was doing to my daughter’s angelic face with my infernal appendage.

“Suck it!” My balls tightened. “Suck my cock!” The tingling started at the base of my spine. “Take it, Nicole!” Saying my daughter’s name broke open the floodgates. “Eat Daddy’s cum!” My cock swelled and unleashed a forceful blast at the back of her throat.