My daughters dildo part 3

I sat at my desk staring off into space. My cock was hard, again.

Barry clapped his hand on my office door, snapping me out of my funk.

“Conference call, five minutes.”

He sauntered off, clueless to the divinely filthy thoughts he had interrupted. Nicole’s dress was off the second we had walked through the door. She ran to the living room and threw herself into my easy chair, spreading her legs wide. I fell to my knees in front of her in a worshipful pose of lascivious intent. I took things slower, making love to my daughter’s pussy with my mouth. I kissed her clit, sucked her lips, licked her hole. She encouraged every swipe of my tongue with moans, giggles of ecstasy, and (of course) more of her endearing brand of dirty talk.

After a minimal recovery period, she had me strip and lie on my back on the floor. Without any hint of reservation she squatted over my face and had me suck her off again from that angle. My tongue and jaw were beginning ache, but I wasn’t about to admit that, or let it stop me. After she came again, she was kind enough to give me a much needed handjob. Neither of us could believe the first spurt had actually shot over my head.

We retired to my bed after that. It wasn’t more than a few minutes of naked cuddling and groping before she was begging for me to suck her off again. I was only too happy to accommodate my precious daughter. I focused on her clit, fluttering my tongue over it, circling it, then suckling her most delicate nub until she was close. I then slipped a finger into her almost perpetually wet pussy hole. When I eventually located her g-spot, I had her screaming in a whole new pitch.

“What the fuck, Daddy? What was that?” she blurted out after she’d recuperated. “I mean, I knew sex was good, but I never thought it could be that good!”

It was a perversely special feeling to be able to introduce my daughter to pleasures she hadn’t yet discovered. “It takes two to tango.”

“No, seriously, this is insane. Steven couldn’t even figure out how to make me cum with his mouth, and then you come along and it’s, like, POW!” She simulated fireworks with her hands above us.

“So, I guess what you’re saying is you liked it?”

“You have no idea.” She pulled herself into my arms and kissed me long and deep. “You’ve got to be the best lover there is, Daddy.”

“Well, maybe you should try a few others before you hand me the trophy.”

“Why would I bother when I have you?” she hugged me tighter, her head on my chest, her naked belly pressed against my spent cock.

I gathered my legal pad, a pen, my cup of cooling coffee and ambled toward the meeting room. I knew Nicole meant what she said in the best, most innocent way – not that anything we were doing lately could be called innocent. I didn’t say anything to her then, but that kind of talk worried me. As much as I hated to admit it, I could easily be happy spending the rest of my days with Nicole as my partner, romantic and otherwise. But that would be monumentally unfair to her. That clash between what I wanted to do and what I should do was hammering at me again. I could either be a good lover to her, or a good father. I couldn’t be both. The world was full of lovers, but she only had one father.

I brooded over this for the rest of the day, and during the entire rush-hour commute. But, as soon as I got home, every dark thought and guilty pang evaporated like so much mist in the wind. I passed the living room on my way to the kitchen and was stopped dead in my tracks by what I saw.

My daughter was naked, her back toward me, and she was straddling a giant stuffed giraffe. She was humping away on it like a horny cowgirl of the Serengeti. Nicole gave me a look over her shoulder and shot me a wicked smiled.

“Look who I found hiding in the attic!” She didn’t stop humping as she spoke. “I forgot how good this feels.” The giraffe’s four legs were spread in four different direction with its underside crushed against the floor, but he still had the same goofy look on his face that he always did.

“Why do I get the feeling you’re trying to make me jealous?”

“Is it working?” she giggled, hugging Jeffy’s long neck to her chest. “At least someone around here wants to fuck me.”

“Let’s not go there, young lady.”

“C’mon, Daddy, get your cock out and masturbate with me.”

There was no point in resisting, even if I had wanted to. As I dropped my pants I couldn’t help but notice the sinewy smooth motions of her body as she worked her pussy over that stuffed animal. I could easily imagine myself under her like that. Damn, my girl looked like she really knew how to fuck.

“I want you to watch me from behind while you jerk off, okay?”

“Fine by me, little girl.” I stood behind her far enough away so I could take in the full view of her body undulating in that sensual rhythm of hers.

She was humping like a champ. A fine sheen of sweat glistened on her back in the late afternoon sunlight filtering through the curtains. Her athletic rear end shifted forward and back, the muscles flexing enticingly with the effort. The dimples just above her butt cheeks faded and reappeared with each salacious thrust of her hips. Her lilting moans made the back of my neck tingle as the little hairs there stood up on end. My daughter had become the embodiment of pure sexuality. Or, in our case, impure sexuality.

“I should do it like this more often,” Nicole laughed as he bore down harder. “I already came once before you got home, and now I’m close again.”

“I’m right there with you, sweetheart.”

“Oh, yeah? You like this, Daddy? You like jerking off to your baby girl’s ass?”

God, she was getting good at this.

“I’ll show you how much I like it in a few seconds.”

“Mmm, are you going to make that big cock cum for your little slut girl?”

“You know I am.” My hand was working steadily up and down my hard shaft. Not too fast, not too slow. I never imagined the best sex of my life would turn out to be jerking off.

Nicole kept turning her head to check out my cock and how I was doing as she rode her favorite adolescent fuck buddy. I tried not to imagine how sexy she must have looked doing this when she was just thirteen, but my perverted mind didn’t seem to have the same boundaries it used to. I guess that’s just another casualty of getting sexually involved with your own daughter. Lines get blurred, and what seemed unthinkable is suddenly an acceptable option. Damn, she must have looked cute rubbing her bald cunny and hoping no one would discover her dirty secret.

“Almost there,” she warned me between moans. “Are you looking at my ass, Daddy?”

“Straight at it, princess.”

“Can you see everything?” She leaned forward a little more. “Can you see my asshole, Daddy?”

With each back thrust, her supple cheeks parted enough for me to get a flash of her pink pucker. It looked so clean, and soft, and inviting. A forbidden entryway into pleasures I hadn’t even dared dream about. My heart was in my throat, not knowing where this was coming from all of the sudden.

“Oh, yes, I can see it all right.”

“Yeah? Does that turn you on?”

“More than you know.”

“Good.” She was still grinding her pussy intently, but she was making an obvious effort to expose her anus to me as she did it. I wasn’t about to complain by any means. “I want you to see it. And I want you to cum on it. Will you do that? Will you cum on my asshole for me, Daddy?”

As if her words weren’t motivation enough, she grabbed both her butt cheeks and spread them. Her dainty asshole was on full display, and it was just as sexy as the rest of her.

“You’re serious, aren’t you?” I couldn’t help but smile at the desperate tone in her voice, as if she feared there was the least chance I might deny her what she wanted.

“I’ve been thinking about it all day. I want you right up close behind me, and I want to feel your warm cum shooting all over my dirty, nasty asshole. Please, Daddy!”

“Who am I to say no?”

“Hurry, I’m almost there…”

I moved in behind her, trying not to trip over Jeffy’s outstretched hind legs and squatted down enough to be sure I wouldn’t miss the tantalizing moving target.

“Oh God, do it, Daddy. Right on my asshole!”

It was good that it only took fifteen seconds for me to get there because that’s about when I began to feel the burning in my thigh muscles start. I was going to have to start working out if I was going to keep up with my sex fiend of a daughter.

I angled my cock down, and sent a spurt onto her ass. With a slight adjustment the next one hit her square in her bottom hole. This brought out a laughing cry of delight from her.

“More, more! Cum on my asshole, Daddy!”

I kept jerking, moving even closer so I got the rest of my load where she wanted instead of spilling it all down on her stuffed friend beneath her.