My sweet, sweet Daddy part 2

Part 2 and also my favorite part of the fantasy


The three of us stared at each other. Casey with a smirk on her pretty little face. I with, what I’m sure was, a look of sheer panic on my face. And my sweet, sweet Daddy…..well he has fainted. I think the shock was a bit much for him. I unwrapped myself from Daddy’s arms, and sat up, grimacing as I felt his still warm cum leak more out of my very sore asshole. “Damn it Casey! You weren’t supposed to come over till AFTER I called!” I put my hands on my hips and tried to look stern. I even shook my finger thusly at her. “Yeah, yeah I know but I was bored and Mom was becoming quite friendly with her bottle of Johnnie again, so I decided to get out early. Stop trying to change the subject! I just saw you get butt fucked by your old man!”

“Would you believe it was an assignment for my human sexuality class?” I asked, with a smirk on my face. “Why yes, yes that’s quite believable. And I assume that was scientific moaning and screaming that I heard?” We looked at each other for a few seconds and started laughing. How could we not. She wasn’t freaked out by it, and I must admit, I was a little turned on by having my pretty little bestie standing in the same room as me and my very naked and very unconscious Daddy. Casey was about 2 inches taller then me, and weighed about 20 pounds more, but all in the right places. Her tits were bigger, her ass was bigger, her hips were curvier. I seriously envied that body. She had long brunette hair with fire engine red streaks in them, and the biggest green eyes you could even see.

I leaned over my Daddy and started to lightly slap him in the face. “Daddy! Wake up!” He started to stir. “Daddy!! Wake your fine ass up!” His eyes opened and focused on my face. “Oh baby girl I just had the most beautiful dream. You were there…” His eyes swung around and landed on Casey “And you were there!! Oh shit….it wasn’t a dream was it?” He looked at me for confirmation. I shook my head and tried not to laugh at my poor Daddy. “Well Casey since your not freaked out by what you just saw, me and Daddy are going to take a shower. We’ll be out in 5” I helped Daddy off the bed, and shoved him out the door, with a very dazed and confused look on his face. Casey didn’t hide her roving eyes as he passed her. “Damn girl….I can’t say as I blame you. I wouldn’t mind fucking him myself.” She said to me as I passed. Her eyes passed over my body, lingering on my tits. “You would have to be included too, of course” She said, her eyes locked on mine. I knew she was serious. She was always serious when it came to anything sex based. And that was only because she was still a virgin. I could hear the water start in the bathroom, and made my move. I walked up to Casey, backing her up against the wall and moved my face in closer. “Can I kiss you Casey?” I asked. She nodded, her eyes never leaving mine. I leaned in, and gently placed my lips against hers. My body was pressed against hers, and the rough fabric of her denim jacket scraping against my still tender nipples thrilled me.

Casey lifted her arms and placed them around my neck. I pressed against her lips harder and her mouth opened. I slipped my tongue into her mouth and wrapped it around hers. She gasped and moaned into my mouth and pulled me even closer. I tilted my head to get my tongue in deeper. Her mouth tasted so good. My arms trailed up her sides, under her shirt, my fingers tracing patterns on the flat skin of her stomach. Up higher they went till I felt the material of her lacy bra. I dragged my fingers just under the wire of her bra, feeling the smooth swells of the underside of her tits. I pulled my mouth off of hers, and whispered into her ear “I want to see you. To taste you. To hear you scream my name as you cum over and over again. I want to have your clit in my mouth. I want to watch my Daddy fuck your little pussy while I ride your face, feeling your wet tongue fuck my pussy. This is what I want. And Casey, you know I always get what I want.” She threw her head back and moaned, almost collapsing from the sheer anticipation.