“Ellie,” Chuck says, his brain trying to break through the alcohol and the erotic haze.
“Please daddy, just pull my dress up a little and feel how wet I am.” Chuck can’t help himself; the invitation is just too enticing. He gently tugs at the stretchy material, raising the back of her dress until his fingers graze the warm flesh of her ass cheeks. Fuck! No panties! His hands continue downward cupping her firm round cheeks as his cock throbs mercilessly. Ellie spreads her legs slightly and Chuck pushes his middle finger between her thighs.
“I’m wet aren’t I?” Ellie whispers, clenching her arms tightly around his neck as she feels his finger make contact with her pussy lips.
“Soaked,” Chuck barely manages to talk. His finger glides across her hot, slippery outer lips and he feels her shiver in his arms.
“Put it in me,” She whispers, raising one leg up to give him access. “Please put your finger in me daddy.” Ellie is dry humping her pussy against his hard cock, almost fucking him on the dance floor.
“Ellie,” Chuck says again, opening his eyes and looking around. They are in a dark corner with nothing but walls facing her back. No one is paying any attention to them.
“Please, daddy,” Ellie pleads. “Just for a minute. I just need it for a minute.” Chuck sighs, knowing he’s already crossed the line. He glides his finger across her slick pussy lips and pushes it up inside of her.
“Oh, Daddy!” Ellie bites his earlobe as she rocks harder against his cock. Chuck instinctively starts pumping in and out of her soggy pussy, finger fucking her and practically holding her up.
“Mmmmmmmmmm!” Ellie moans into her daddy’s ear. Lowering her foot to the dance floor, she squeezes her thighs together trapping his finger inside her spasming pussy. Chuck feels her hot pussy pulsating around his finger but is shocked when she lifts her head and presses her mouth to his, parting his lips with her tongue.
This isn’t happening, Chuck thinks, even as he responds to his daughter’s kiss. I’m not standing on a dance floor French-kissing my teenage daughter with my finger in her pussy. Ellie breaks the kiss and relaxes her legs just in time to keep her dad from cumming in his trousers.
“Let’s go home,” she says, smoothing her dress down and turning towards their table. As Chuck follows the hypnotic sway of her ass cheeks, he lifts his finger to his nose and breathes in her sexual aroma. Fuck! So delicate… so sweet, nothing heavy or musky… not at all like her mother. He’s about to lick his finger when Ellie turns to him and smiles. He drops his hand to his side and smiles back. What have I done?
Ellie feels like she’s floating across the dance floor. Damn! If his finger did that… what will his tongue do? Or his dick? She shivers expectantly, her pussy anxious to find out. She turns to look at him and sees his finger near his mouth. He wants to taste me. She smiles when he abruptly jerks his hand to his side.
In the car, Ellie leans her head on her dad’s shoulder and tries to get comfortable with her side pressed against the low console separating their seats. Reaching over she takes her daddy’s hand in hers. This is the finger he put inside of me, she thinks, bending down the other fingers around it.
“Ellie, what happened in there…” Chuck tries to diffuse the situation as he pulls out of the parking lot towards home, but Ellie doesn’t give him a chance. She worries that he’s having second thoughts and knows she can’t give him time to think about what they’re about to do.
“Was wonderful, daddy,” Ellie finishes his sentence, as she moves his hand to her mouth. Sniffing his middle finger to verify that it was the one in her pussy, she starts licking up and down the length of it. She’s no stranger to the taste of her own juice.
Chuck can’t talk. His daughter is licking his finger, the same one he just had inside her juicy pussy. His cock is rock solid, probably leaking precum into his boxers, as Ellie sucks the end of his finger into her warm mouth and swirls her tongue around it. Fuck! He can imagine his cock in place of his finger and he tries hard to concentrate on the road. Ellie starts sliding his finger in and out between her moist lips while flicking her tongue along the length of it, intentionally simulating a blowjob.
“You were going to taste me off of your finger weren’t you, daddy?” Ellie asks, pulling his hand away from her mouth.
“Ellie I….” Chuck’s voice is raspy and his throat dry. He shifts in his seat and glances her way as she pulls her feet up onto the seat and spreads her knees apart. Her skirt barely hiding her naked pussy, she reaches one hand between her legs and inserts two fingers into her juicy hole.
“Have a taste.” She says, bringing her hand up to his mouth and pushing one finger between his lips and waving the other one under his nose. His daughter’s pussy juice implodes against his taste buds and his cock strains the confines of his pants as he struggles to maintain control of the vehicle.
Fuck! She tastes as light and delicate as she smells. Chuck hungrily sucks on her finger, while breathing in her arousing scent. Nothing has prepared him for this, a father isn’t supposed to feel this way about his daughter. His cock is about to explode. Ellie pulls her fingers away, juices them up again in her steadily creaming pussy and inserts them both into her daddy’s mouth. He greedily sucks her fingers, pushing his tongue between them, completely oblivious to the loud slurping noises he’s making as he tries to get every last drop.
As he pulls into his driveway, the only thing on Chuck’s mind is getting his tongue directly into the flavor source. His overwhelming desire to eat his daughter’s pussy clouds any other thoughts in his brain. Ellie is equally anxious to have her pussy devoured and they are both out of the car as soon as it stops.
The cool air has an abruptly sobering effect on Chuck, unclogging his brain and kicking his conscience into high gear. What the fuck am I doing? The erotic vision of his daughter spread-eagle on his bed while he sucks the juices from her teenage pussy suddenly has a red circle with a line through it. Fuck! What did I almost do? This is so fucking wrong!
Inside the front door, Ellie turns and wraps her arms around his neck. Tilting her head and moving her lips to his she moans as she grinds against his erection.
“Ellie,” Chuck says, grabbing her shoulders and holding her away from him. “We can’t do this,” he says firmly.
“Yes we can, daddy,” Ellie retorts, her bottom lip pushed out in a pronounced pout. “I know you want me,” she says, stepping back. Oh god! He can’t back out now, leaving me like every other date! She plays her final card. “I know what you and mom have been doing.”
“Ellie.” Chuck gasps.