The flights were long, the drive home would be hours, we decided to spend the night in Nashville. While checking in as husband and wife, the older lady on the desk was giving dad a rather deviant look. I figured she didn’t like the fact that an older man was with a younger woman. I could care less, he was my husband.
We ordered room service, having the stir fry chicken, neither wanted anything heavy on our stomach late at night. Dad was in his sweats brushing his teeth, I slipped in behind him putting my arms around him. I was rubbing my hands through his chest hair, not really doing anything, just holding on.
“Daddy, will you do something for me? Will you lay me on the bed and show me why I’m glad I’m your wife? I know it’s late and I don’t want to be hammered, I want you to make slow sweet love to me. I want you to plant your seed deep in my tummy.”
He turned around looking me in the eye. “Seed deep in your tummy. You haven’t gone off the pill, have you?”
“No daddy, there won’t be any babies until my senior year of college. Then I want to be big as a barn with your baby in my tummy. I don’t want to wait longer, I want you to see them full grown, and we should be able to see them marry. Who knows, maybe we’ll live long enough to see grandbabies.”
Lifting me up he sat me on the counter, took off my pretty yellow bra and bent to suck my breasts. He licked, kissed, sucked, teased and loved my nipples. Gently squeezing them, rolling my nipples, delighting in how stiff they became, the small areolas crinkling up, grateful for the attention.
My head was back, my hands planted on the counter behind me. Kneeling he put his face in my crotch, licking through the panties, then pulling them aside and tasting my heavenly nectar. I moaned and uttered little sharp noises, almost like a word being said, but cut off.
He scooped me up in his arms, lay me on the bed and began to slide my panties off, he patted my hip to raise up as he removed them completely. We kissed and caressed each other, I hauled his stiff cock out of his sweats and underwear. As he raised to get between my legs I yanked them off completely, grabbing his cock like a handle and shoving it in my mouth. A few quick sucks and I let go.
Dad lay with his mouth over my pussy.
“No daddy, you don’t need to eat me, just screw me.”
“Kitten, are you being a naughty girl?” I knew where this was going, and it excited me.
“Yes daddy, will I be punished? With your big love stick?”
“I think you need a spank first, turn over and give me your sweet ass.”
As I turned over I pushed my ass as high as possible laying on my stomach. Daddy gave me two swats on each cheek, just enough to make them pink. Then he kissed each one and gently rubbed them. Turning me back over he cradled me in his arms, loving me, whispering sweet nothings, making sure I knew it was a game.
“Daddy, I think my buttercup needs a tongue lashing, can you take care of that for me?”
As soon as his mouth was on my pussy lips I immediately began rocking my hips. Daddy said what he loved about eating me, was that I’m never completely still. As I got closer to my climax my hips became more active, rocking up and down, pushing into his face. As I came I wasn’t very vocal, but my body raised up off the bed and I bucked my hips wildly before lowering and taking a deep breath. Dad decided to change things up that night.
Normally after he would make me cum with his tongue he would lay with me and cuddle a bit. Tonight as he rose above my body I reached out to draw him into my arms like normal. Only this time he pushed his cock right into my wet, open, demanding little cunt, burying it to his balls with one stroke. My eyes got big and I grunted as he hit bottom. I was hardly past the climax from his tongue and I could feel another coming on. Dad felt my hips raise and he responded, I started moaning and my tiny body shook. He didn’t stop as he normally would. He kept on stroking, not hard, but steady.
I was writhing, lifting my hips as hard as I could. “Daddy, I need it hard.”
“You said you wanted it soft.”
“Don’t argue with me Ed, fuck me like a two dollar whore, I need it bad.”
He needed no more encouragement, hammering his cock into my devouring caldron of love, putting all the energy he had left from a long day of travel into every thrust. I had lifted my butt a few inches off the bed, my feet and shoulders the only thing holding my lithe body in place as he pounded my pussy, holding himself above me. I started a soft wail, increasing in volume and strength as the climax gathered strength, ending with an OH YES, my body shaking as I lowered my it to the bed.
Dad hadn’t cum, determined to do so he continued stroking. My body was now acting from instinct, my lover hadn’t cum yet and I needed to see that it happened. My arms were around his neck, my head was lifted, watching his cock slam in and out of my pussy, my tiny hips pushing up with as much force as I could muster, my heels digging into his ass pulling him as deep as possible. My tits jiggling and moving with every thrust.
I smiled as I felt his cock swell, the head getting larger and I thought hotter, his body began to tense up. As gently as if I were talking to him across a table I spoke the right words to get him off.
“Daddy shoot that cum into your little kitten’s pussy, make me happy daddy, make me the happiest wife in the world.”
Dad drove deep and hard as his climax hit, he didn’t have enough strength left to move anymore. He held himself in place and shot stream after stream of sperm inside his baby girl’s cunt. I could feel it leaving his cock, as though it were being syphoned out of his body. My vaginal muscles were squeezing, massaging, gently coaxing every last drop of my daddy’s cum into my hungry pussy. With no energy left, he flopped down next to me. I had experienced a mini orgasm when he came and was as exhausted as he was.
Lying motionless for minutes, breathing hard, I finally reached toward the bottom of the bed and pulled the covers over us. Sleep overtook in seconds.
Driving home we made the decision to have my nerd friend come over one evening for a meeting. Dad was very nervous and apprehensive about depending on a high school kid to determine our future. There had been 3 responses to dad selling his business, he decided he would contact all three to flesh them out and find out who was serious.
He’d spoken with a realtor while we were in Alaska about the house. While driving home the realtor called saying that without even listing he knew of four couples looking for that type of home, in that part of the city. Things were looking up.
I cried when we got to the house, it meant I had to take off my rings. Dad comforted me, letting me know we could handle anything for a month or two if we didn’t lose focus. There was no love making that night, or the next two nights. I was sore, and dad was simply worn out, he was convinced I was going to screw him into an early grave.
Since school didn’t resume for another four days I invited Kevin, (the nerd) over to the house for a Friday evening meal and some conversation. He wondered if we could order pizza, he didn’t get that very much at home.
We’d been home about an hour before Kevin showed up. Dad changed into jeans and a t-shirt, I had on a loose fitting pair of jeans and a sweatshirt. I had asked Kevin over the phone what he liked on his pizza, the delivery guy showing up within 10 minutes of his arrival. After we’d eaten dad suggested we adjourn to the family room where he and I sat together on a love seat, Kevin occupying the overstuffed chair.
“Kevin, tell me a bit more about your ability to reproduce government documents. I run a graphics company, I know how difficult it is to access those things.”
“Well sir, I get everything I need over the internet.” Kevin was looking at me, you could tell he was uneasy with the conversation. I nodded and said dad was cool with it.
“What I do sir is hack the software for the printing department, every document the state uses is in that software. I have enough firewalls they can’t get into my system or figure out I’ve even been there. I download what I need, enter in my data and print. They use special paper, but if you know the right people it isn’t hard to come by. The mistake most people make, and how they get caught, is trying to change to many dynamics of their life.”
Dad started to ask a question ‘hypothetically’, Kevin raised his hand in a stop gesture.
“I don’t do hypothetical sir, tell me what you want, I’ll tell you if it’s possible. Gail is probably the closest female friend I have, I would not betray her.”
I vouched for Kevin and encouraged dad to present our case.
“Gail and I want to live together as husband and wife. We love each other, and though society and the law say we can’t, we will, and want it to look legal if we do.”
“No news flash there, I’ve known for over a year she was in love with you, not daughter/dad love, but husband/wife love. I’m surprised it took this long to materialize. You don’t need to worry about me, I have a brother and sister who are married, living in Ohio. You’ll need to move away you know.”