“Gail, we can text, but until you’re out of school it can’t be anything more than daddy/daughter stuff, no pictures like you mentioned. Texts can be tracked, including pictures. Anything we share as lovers needs to be verbal and probably at home.”
I wanted to go for a burger for supper, it was decided 5 guys was the place to eat. While there we ran into a young man who’d recently been hired at dad’s office. Dad and I tried to eat our meal, but this guy wouldn’t move on, in fact he sat at our table when his food was ready.
“So, is this your daughter Ed? She’s hot, you need to keep her locked up. Unless you’d like me to look after her?”
Dad was pissed. “First, I don’t care how pretty the girl is, you don’t call her hot without knowing her. Second, your intruding on our meal is rude. Third, it would be a cold day in hell before I’d let you spend thirty seconds with my daughter. Fourth, be in my office by 7:30.” (He left dad’s office with a written reprimand, he was let go months later for incompetence)
Dad took my hand and walked toward the car, holding my hand all the way, opening my door and helping me scoot in. Once inside he asked if I was okay. I was fine and thanked him for protecting me. I asked if we could stop at the mall, there was a dress on sale I’d been watching for a month. In the mall we walked hand in hand, it was enough for me, even if I couldn’t hug and kiss him in public.
As we walked past Victoria Secret I stopped and pointed at a matching panty/bra set with a garter and stockings “Daddy, would you like to see me in that? They’re yellow, your favorite color, I would wear it for you, you could help me put them on before you go to work.”
“Baby girl, if I were to help you dress in that I wouldn’t get to work, and you wouldn’t get to school. It might look out of place for me to go in with you and buy lingerie. If you want the set, get it, I would love to see you wearing that sexy stuff. I’ll wait right here on the bench. Use your credit card, I’ll pay it off when the statement arrives.”
I bounced out of the store, hooked my arm through his, gave him the bags to carry and paraded through the mall with a huge smile on my face … I’m with my man, my daddy, soon to be my lover. Even if he doesn’t know it yet.
In the car dad asked why a simple pantie/bra set would take two bags. I explained I’d gotten one or two other items I thought he’d like. It was dark as we left the mall, about half way out of the lot I told daddy to stop. We were in a dark area with no cameras as I leaned over seeking a kiss. We kissed passionately, swapping tongues, kissing for a long time. I was smiling as I pulled away, “I’ve needed that since you picked me up at school. Take me home, I want some alone time with you.”
At the house dad helped me move my clothes and toiletry items into the closet and bathroom. He then helped me move all my underwear and lingerie before he checked mail, emails, etc. I had gone into the bedroom to change for the night and was sitting on the bed when dad walked in. Instantly I was in his arms kissing him, rubbing against him, moving his hand to my ass.
“Kitten, I thought we were going to contemplate this, take some time to think about it.”
“I have daddy, there is no one I want other than you, and I’m ready to prove it. Case closed.”
He squeezed my soft firm ass cheek. He slid my night shirt up to find I had no panties, softly rubbing my ass he drew me into his groin. He lifted me up as he kissed me, carried me to the bed and set me down.
I watched him undress, hanging his suit, putting his dress shirt in the dry cleaning basket. As he took off his underwear he told me to remove my shirt. He told me all five feet six inches of me was perfect. From my long brown hair to my breasts which so proudly stood out from my chest, my flat tummy, the soon to be hairy bush, attached to long slender legs.
Dad was anxious. He wondered if we were moving too fast, should he have let me move into his room. He told me he loved and desired me, but he was having to learn to see past the daughter and acknowledge I was indeed a woman.
I was mesmerized by her father’s cock, I had seen peckers before, but nothing as big as his. To me it was huge, I wondered how something like that could fit in a vagina. It obviously had though, after all, I was born, and that cock provided the seed. Dad laid me down, lying next to me.
“Kitten, we can still stop and go on as though this hasn’t happened, as difficult as that might be.”
“No daddy, what I want is you. I want to be yours daddy.”
Dad kissed me a few more times, moving to my tits, kissing them, sucking the nipples. I whimpered and squiggled around, trying to get more of my B size tits in his mouth. I thought my tits were small, what I didn’t know at that point is they were the perfect size for my body. He kissed my mound, then the upper part of my legs, spreading them he moved in between. Daddy said I had soft, puffy pussy lips, beckoning him to kiss them.
I started to close my legs, “no honey, leave them open, daddy won’t hurt you.”
“Is this what they call eating pussy?”
“Yes, it is kitten, now relax and let me make you feel good all over.”
He kissed my inner thighs and all along what would be my panty line before putting his lips on top of my vulva. Slowly he let his tongue slip out and lick the labia, I squirmed and moved my hips around. His tongue gently penetrated my outer labia, immediately contacting with the inner, as he licked up and down, my legs automatically flopped wide open. I found an overwhelming urge to talk.
“Mmmm, daddy. This feels so good, it tingles all the way to my toes. My pussy feels so good, don’t stop.”
Little did I know he had no intention of stopping. Finding the opening to my vagina he began probing it with his tongue, I bucked up slamming my pussy into his face. Moaning, groaning, making sharp sounds between my breaths. This was such a new experience, my hips were rolling up and down, I was running my hands through his hair, lifting my upper body to look at him lick my pussy.
He pulled his tongue from my vagina and slid it straight up to my clit. It hit me like a bolt of lightning as my hips rose off the bed.
“Oh shit, oh fuck, oh daddy, eat me. Eat my pussy.”
He softly licked my love bud, circling it, probing hard at times, sucking ever so lightly, smothering the entire clit and hood with his mouth while licking my clit. It wasn’t long before my orgasm was near. My breaths were ragged, I was emitting long low moans and uh’s between gasps. Then my body began to stiffen, my legs clamped around his head, my hips rose off the bed bucking uncontrollably as my stomach spasmed and quivered. I let out a short but loud scream, then flopped to the bed. His face was covered with my juices, daddy lay between my legs kissing my pussy and inner thighs.
“No more daddy, no more, please, it tickles too much.”
Dad moved up next to me, our faces in front of each other. I kissed him, then licked his chin and across his cheeks.
“Is that my juice? Is that from my pussy? It isn’t half bad is it?”
“It’s your juice kitten, and it’s delicious. You have a sweet smelling and tasting pussy. I’ll
enjoy burying my face between your legs.”
“Time for me to suck you daddy. I want a picture of my first time. Can we do that daddy?”
Dad set up the camera on a tripod, aimed it where he thought we’d be and waited.”
I sat on the bed as I lifted my daddy’s cock, it wasn’t very heavy, but gosh it was thick. Putting it in my mouth I tried to cram it in like I’d seen on porno movies, only to back off spitting and coughing.
“Take it slow kitten, put a little in your mouth with each stroke. You won’t get it in all the way, suck what’s comfortable for you, there will be plenty of time to deal with depth later.”
I did as father said, slowly working a little more into my mouth with each stroke.
“Put your lips out like you’re pouting, that will help you cover more of my cock. Put your tongue underneath, that will make me blow my load sooner.”
I had developed a rhythm and was so proud of myself for taking at least 4″ into my mouth, it was time for a picture. Dad stood where he had aimed the camera and had me get on my knees. He hit the remote button for the timer, with nearly a whole mouthful of cock the camera flashed, memorializing the first time I’d sucked my daddy’s cock.
My tits high and proud, my hair pulled back in a ponytail so every detail of his cock in my mouth was visible. He took a second picture, a closeup with just my face and about a third of his lower body. I was trying to smile in that picture, but with my mouth full of cock, it was hard to do.
I continued to suck dad on my knees, bobbing my head in a pleasurable rhythm, I could feel his cock begin to thicken.
“Kitten, I’m going to cum soon, if you can’t swallow, just open your mouth and let it fall out. If you want to swallow pull your lips back to the head and tighten them as you swallow.”
Dad was rocking his hips, he had his hands on my head, slowly moving in and out without gagging me. As he began to cum he let go of my head. I did just as daddy had told me when the first spurt hit my mouth. It surprised me, and I opened my mouth, the next spurts hit me directly in the face, about the fourth squirt I locked my lips around his cock and swallowed the rest of his load.
I had cum dripping off my chin, in my eye, some in my hair and lines of cum across my face. Daddy wanted to apologize, I would hear none of it. I didn’t mind the facial, that was when dad took my second favorite picture, I was smiling big as I licked the cum from my lips when the camera clicked. Dad carried me into the bathroom setting me on the counter. He used a warm washcloth to wipe my face and chest clean, then he had me lean back so he could clean my pussy and thighs. He carried me to bed and lay with me.
“You’ve marked my mouth and my face daddy, they belong to you. As soon as you fill my pussy with cum that will forever be yours as well.”
“Gail, are you using any type of birth control?”
“I started as soon as I turned 18. I’ve planned this for a long time, I started the pill to be ready when you wanted to pop my cherry. Are you going to fuck me now daddy?”
“Where do you learn such language, is that how kids your age talk?” I nodded yes. “Well kitten, in our bedroom or the privacy of our home I don’t have an issue with it if it’s in context, but outside our home we can’t talk like that. Honey I own the biggest graphics company in 6 counties, talk like that would hurt business, and ultimately hurt us. You and I enjoy a lucrative lifestyle, I want that to continue. I want to be able to buy you sexy lingerie and take you to dinner, all of that is because of the business.”