“What are you talking about?” I said indignantly. I wasn’t sure how much of my daughter’s story was true or not, but I was sure she had at least had oral sex with someone once. She knew too much and had too much detail to have made it up on the spot. Then again, maybe she just watched a lot of porn.
“Well, you never talked to me about oral sex either.”
“I suppose I should have let you suck my cock to teach you?” I said sarcastically, but even as I said it, I regretted it. It was too flirty and suggestive. She was smiling in the dark. I could see her white teeth brightly.
“That would have been helpful,” she said, “and I wouldn’t have been so hungry for cock when those four started on me. I could have resisted instead of just opening my mouth like a hungry hippo. I would’ve enjoyed learning on your cock, Daddy.”
I shook my head. “A good daughter doesn’t suck her daddy’s dick.”
“You could have talked to me about it though.”
“I could have,” I admitted. “Oral sex is safe sex, usually, just not when it leads to a gangbang.”
“You know, I am good at deepthroating now. Those boys gave me a lot of practice.”
“I bet,” I said, thinking of that long dildo in her dresser. I bet that gave her plenty of practice too. “I wished they hadn’t,” I said.
“Can I show you?”
“Show me what?”
“How deep I can go.”
“What?” I said, my daughter’s plan revealing itself before my eyes. “You don’t mean on me.”
She was going to say “God, no!” and I was going to be embarrassed I’d even suggested it, but she said, “Yes.”
“Baby, come on. I was joking.”
“I wasn’t. I’m proud of how good I can suck cock, and I want to show you.”
“Baby, after everything you went though, why would you want to do that?”
“It’s because of what I went through that I want to show you. I can still taste all of their cocks in my mouth, even after brushing. It’s probably just my crazy brain, but I swear I can taste them.”
“And if you put my cock in your mouth, you’d taste me.”
“Yes, I would, but it’s better, because it’s my daddy’s cock, a gentleman’s cock, not a jerk’s cock.”
“Good lord, babygirl,” I said. This was what she wanted. Or at least, I think it was. She was making all of this up, or some of it, to get me in bed with her. She wanted to suck my cock. She probably wanted me to fuck her. I just didn’t understand why. When did she feel this way about me, and why wasn’t I getting out of this bed and telling her she was crazy?
I hated the thought of my daughter being used by four men, but I liked the idea that such a young gorgeous girl was chasing me. It was certainly preferable to believe she was making everything up, lying to trick me into fucking her. I don’t know how that was better, maybe some people would’ve thought it was worse, but my cock was getting harder and harder listening to made up stories of how those boys played with her, used her. I was jealous.
I lowered my knee and rolled the blanket back, my hard cock pointing up. “Honey, I don’t think that’s a good idea. See that?”
“God, yes, I see it,” she said, staring down in my lap.
“I don’t think you want to suck that.”
“I don’t?” she asked, her eyes glazing over as she stared down at it, her heavy tits gently rising and falling with her deep breaths.
“I think you’d regret putting your daddy’s cock in your mouth.”
“Why?” she asked.
“Because I’m a man, not a boy.”
“Yes, fuck, I can see the difference,” she said. “When I saw it in the shower, I wanted it so bad. Daddy, please, will you let me suck on it? You must be thinking about it if you’re letting me see it. Pretty, pretty please?”
“I thought your jaw was sore from all the cock sucking.”
“It is, believe me,” she said. “But this is worth a little more soreness. I may never get this chance again.”
I took my cock in hand and gave it a nice long stroke. “Can you really deepthroat like you said?”
“Yes!”
“Prove it.”
“Really?’ she said.
“Show me.” Yes, I wanted my cock sucked, but I also wanted to test her. If she sucked cock like an amateur, I’d know she was lying. But if she was a pro, it meant there was some truth to this story, and that scared me even more.
She climbed excitedly to her knees, and my eyes glanced down at the slit between her legs, her swollen pussy shining in the dark. She crawled between my legs and then surprised me by leaning in and kissing my lips.
“Mmm!” she said, feeding me her tongue. “I’m so excited.”
“Really?” I asked.
“Yes. I didn’t think you’d say yes.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. I thought you’d think I was gross for saying it.”
“Well, I am your daddy.”
“But you’re horny too?”
“Yes,” I admitted.
She looked down at my cock sticking up. “I can touch it? I can suck it? I can play with it?”
My cock twitched in anticipation. It had been a long time for me. “Yes.”
“Okay,” she said. She reached out and I felt her soft fingers touch my long cock. Her hand was warm and it felt so comforting to have these pretty little fingers caress my shaft. “Is it okay if I go a little slow? I didn’t have time to explore or savor it with the guys. It was just one cock after another in my mouth.”
I reached for her pretty face and petted her cheek. “Take your time.”
My daughter kissed me once more and then tied her hair back in a ponytail. Down she went, her sexy back curling up, her breasts to her knees, one hand wrapping around my cock shaft, the other finding my big heavy balls and caressing them.
“God, I love how your cock feels. It’s so alive, throbbing and beating like a heart. Mmm, and your balls are so warm. I can feel them rolling around inside your sack.”
I almost chuckled. She was cute. She really was exploring a cock for the first time, not that it cleared up her story one way or another, but for a moment, I didn’t care to chase the truth.
“You like them?”
“Oh, yes!” she said, rolling her fingers across my sensitive sack skin. “It’s okay if I kiss your sack a little, right?”
“Yes.”
“Okay,” she said. “If I do something you don’t like or I’m not allowed to, tell me, okay?”
“Kiss my sack, baby.”