My daughters dildo part 4

The next couple weeks went by with almost no drama. Nicole had given up on pressuring me to fuck her, and we enjoyed a liberal amount of sexual activity on a daily basis. Things barely slowed down when she got her period. Handjobs and blowjobs were still administered with great regularity. She was happy to let me finger her ass and clit, but wouldn’t let me near her pussy hole. Unexpectedly, I found that little string hanging out of her to be a strangely erotic sight.

A day didn’t go by where we didn’t masturbate together at some point. It had become our bedtime ritual, even if we’d already gotten off together several times during the day. She loved using her dildo on herself while I watched, and would often have me work it in and out of her while she played with her clit. I was constantly surprised by my unflagging sex drive when it came to my daughter. I wasn’t so consistently horny even when I was a teenager. I suppose things might have been different if I had unfettered access hot 17-year-old girl on a 24/7 basis back then.

I also loved how uninhibited we could be about our sexual urges with each other. One night Nicole came to dinner in a two-sizes-too-small tank top and no bra underneath. I could see every curve of her small, firm tits, along with the hint of her pink areolas and the pebble-sized bump of each luscious nipple showing through the tightly stretched fabric. At one point I just sat back, pulled out my hard-on and began jacking off right there at the dinner table while I watched her eat. She acted like this was as normal as if I’d asked her to pass me the salt.

She was insisting that I lick her asshole every time I went down on her, which certainly wasn’t a problem for me. Every few days I’d find her waiting for me face down somewhere in the house, holding her ass open wanting me to cum on her butt hole. She had made use of Jeffy a couple more times, sucking my cock while she relived her pubescent humping experiences. We had both taken to wearing little or nothing around the house. We were getting naked together so often that it was becoming impractical to wear clothes when it was just the two of us. I never got tired of seeing my naked daughter traipsing through the house as proud as could be of that hot, young body of hers.

Nicole brought home a report card that was mostly A’s with a few B’s sprinkled in. She was promoted to the starting line on her soccer team. Our illicit activities didn’t seem to be affecting her performance in any areas of her real life. In fact, recent results might suggest that things had improved since I started diddling her. I even noticed that I didn’t have to remind her to take care of her chores around the house as I used to. Laundry was done, dinners were cooked, room was kept clean. I was a little worried that she might be feeling more like a wife than a daughter, but I didn’t want to disrupt the new flow we’d established.

As I sat at my desk, the image of Nicole stepping out of the shower that morning was playing over and over again in my mind. No one could make drying off as sexy as she did. We didn’t have time to fool around then, but I knew we’d be at each other as soon as I got home that evening. I wondered if she’d want my tongue in her ass or my cock down her throat. Probably both. My attention went once again to the box sitting inconspicuously at the foot of my coat rack.

Mara, our receptionist, had brought it in with the rest of my mail. She had no idea that the box she had signed for from FexEx held a gift for my daughter, nor that the gift was a brand new dildo.

I was tempted to open it immediately, but I knew as soon as I did someone would come barging into my office. I didn’t want to have to explain why I was having sex toys delivered to me at work. I couldn’t wait to surprise Nicole with it. I checked the clock and saw that it was only 2:00. Three more hours, one life-sapping commute, and then I’d get to see the look of perverse delight on my little girl’s face. I noted with frustration that my cock was once again hard. Getting through a day without at least a half-dozen spontaneous erections had become a physical impossibility for me. I decided that I wasn’t going to get any work done anyway, and bailed out early with some excuse about taking my daughter to the doctor. No one knew it was more like playing doctor.

I was hard the whole way home in anticipation of surprising Nicole with her new fuck toy. I got even harder when I walked through the door and almost tripped over her backpack and sneakers that she’d left in the middle of the foyer because I knew it meant she was home from school. I had been praying this wasn’t a soccer practice day. I tiptoed to my room, undressed, and opened the box.

It was one of those funky dildos that she had been intrigued by on our first online shopping trip together. It was formed of pink-tinted glass in an abstract swirl that was at once phallic and feminine at the same time. There was a fat end with a tapered nose for her pussy, with the other end being smaller and curled around in a way that it would be perfectly positioned to tickle (or penetrate) her anus. I couldn’t wait to see her go crazy on herself with it!

I went naked to her bedroom and opened the door, ready to surprise her. But I was the one who got the surprise instead as I stood there gawking at two luscious bare asses. Two girls were on Nicole’s bed on all fours facing away from me. I recognized the asshole and pussy lips of the girl on the left, but not those of the one on the right. Fingers were at work in the familiar pussy, while my daughter’s dildo was slowly being worked in and out of the strange one on the right. I then heard the tinny sounds of moaning and realized they were watching a porno of some sort on Nic’s laptop.

I was too stunned to react quickly enough and duck out. The girl on the right looked over her shoulder. Becca’s eyes went wide and she nudged Nicole, saying “Your dad!” in a choked whisper.

“I know, isn’t he a total stud?” Nicole responded without looking away from the video on her laptop. It was about then that this unexpected encounter took an ugly turn.

“That’s right, baby, suck Daddy’s cock just like that.” This bit of cheesy dialogue came from the porn video they were watching. It took me a second to realize it was my own voice I was hearing.

“No!” Becca nudged Nicole again harder. “Your dad is right there!”

Nicole looked around and her smile instantly disappeared along with all the blood in her face. Pale as a ghost, she groped for words. Both of them were too surprised to even bother trying to cover their nakedness. I was too stunned to hide my raging hard-on from my daughter’s friend. I was able to see between them and caught a glimpse of the video. Nicole was giving me a vigorous blowjob on her computer screen. She must have recorded us at some point with the camera on her laptop. And she was showing this private moment between us to her friend while the two of them masturbated to it.

The ramifications of all of this set off a series of emotional explosions in my mind. My stomach sank, my chest hurt, and I could feel a sweat break out all along my back. Becca knew everything. Nicole had betrayed me. The only thing I ever asked of her was to keep what we were doing just between us. She had violated my trust not only in that, but also in making a secret recording of us. She had created physical evidence of my crimes. Evidence that could send me to prison. And she was sharing it with her little lesbian slut of a friend. In a matter of a few panicked heartbeats, my fabulous life has suddenly become fucked beyond all recognition.

“Cum for me, Daddy.” The video was still playing. “I want to eat every drop of your cum.”

I turned, naked and hard, holding my daughter’s new sex toy in my hand, and walked out.

“Dad, wait!” I heard Nicole calling out, but her voice wasn’t quite reaching me somehow. “Don’t be mad. Just let me explain.”

At my door, I glanced back and saw her standing in the hallway looking distraught. Instinctively, my cock flexed at the sight of the lithe sensuality of her naked body. I should have fucked the little bitch when I had a chance, because she sure as hell fucked me.

“Daddy, please…”

I went into my bedroom and closed the door behind me

I gripped my hard cock, stroking it slowly in the silent darkness of my bedroom. I was alone, as I had been for the past three nights. I tried to focus on thoughts of Jessica, the hot little thing who worked in our marketing department. She had been showing more cleavage than usual lately. I imagined Jessica coming into my office, leaning over my desk and licking her ruby red lips.

“I need your approval for the new ad campaign,” she purrs seductively.

“You’ll get my sign-off right after you show me those luscious tits of yours.”

“I’ll do whatever it takes.” Jessica slowly unbuttons her blouse as my hand quickens on my cock. She has a frilly pink bra on underneath, which she pulls down to expose her naked breasts. They’re smaller than I expected, but alluring nonetheless. As a matter of fact, they look just like my daughter’s breasts. With a start I find that it’s no longer Jessica standing half naked in my office, it’s Nicole.

I let go of my hard-on and punched the mattress in frustration. Every time I attempted to jerk off over the past couple days, thoughts of my daughter ended up intruding on the fantasy. No matter how hard I worked to put her out of my mind as a sexual object, she kept showing up. I tried beating off to porn, but it only reminded me of when we’d watch it together and get off. If I didn’t cum soon I was going to start losing it.

Nicole had already left for school by the time I came downstairs the next morning. The smell of toast lingered in the air, but she had cleaned up after herself so that it was like she was never there. I’d only seen her in passing a few times since that day, and when I did I couldn’t bring myself to look at her. When I thought of what she’d done I got a tight pain in my stomach and all I wanted to do was grab her and shake her. Worse than seeing her, was the night I heard her crying in her room. I hated being mad at her, but it was the only way I could feel after she betrayed my trust the way she had.

The scene played over and over in my mind as I drove to work. Standing there in her bedroom doorway, naked and hard, trying to puzzle out why I was looking at two beautiful naked asses. I was more than a little surprised to discover my daughter masturbating with her best friend Becca. Surprised, but not disappointed. Becca’s ass was slightly wider than Nicole’s, but smooth and inviting. She had my daughter’s dildo buried in her pussy, while Nicole was getting by with just her fingers. Before the possibilities of this situation could blossom, I realized that they were watching a video recording of Nicole giving me a blowjob. The trust between us shattered in that instant and my world went to hell.

I was angry at her. I was angry at myself. How did I let it all go that far? How did I so completely lose sight of what’s so obviously right and wrong? How can I be this upset and still get an erection over recalling that dreaded moment? I massaged my cock through my slacks as I drove, thinking about Nicole and Becca sitting on the bed naked. They’re facing each other, a little shy exposing themselves like this for the first time. They spread their legs, each curious about what’s between the other’s legs. They giggle as they watch each other masturbate, exchanging the occasional compliment or letting free a moan of sincere pleasure. I reach my exit and force my hand back onto the steering wheel. I’m not going to let myself think about my daughter like that anymore!

With nothing to look forward to when I get home, the workday dragged by, same as the past three did. Jessica wasn’t showing much cleavage, but her tits still looked fabulous in the clingy top she was wearing. As much as I tried, I couldn’t gin up much enthusiasm for them. After lunch, I pulled up the photo gallery on my cell phone. I navigated to the pictures Nicole had sent me. I stared at my daughter’s naked pussy, two fingers holding it open for me so I could see all the delights she had to offer. My thumb hovered over the garbage can symbol. Her wetness glistened within the pink folds of her delicate flesh. It reminded me of how she had opened herself up to me in so many other ways.

It had to have been a scary thing for her. For years she’d harbored a forbidden lust for her own father. She despised herself for being a perverted freak, but it didn’t stop her longings for Daddy’s cock. At some point she decided to take action. Who knows how many scenarios she had played out in her head while she lay in bed fingering her wet pussy and plotting how to turn me from a parent to a lover. Then she made her move and went through with one of them. “Daddy, please help me buy a dildo so I can fuck my horny cunt.”

Looking back, I should have seen it for what it was: a calculated ploy to seduce me into violating a moral covenant that had been ingrained in civilized societies for millennia. And I fell right into her trap. Was I that gullible? Or so desperate for love? Or just plain stupid? No matter what it was, I had willingly followed Nicole down the dark path she was treading. But I couldn’t blame her for what I’d done.