Joe gasped as he felt his daughter’s hand smoothly close around the hard length of his boner, the underwear so thin that it might as well have not been there. He was as hard as he ever remembered being, feeling her fingers close around the thickness of his shaft. He looked into her eyes, which were studying his own face. She was smiling, as though she had won something.
“Di, what are you doing?”
“It’s okay, Daddy,” She whispered. “I want to help you.”
The little hand was squeezing his dick, rubbing it up and down. The feeling was incredibly intense, he moaned aloud.
“No, don’t.” He panted.
“Let me help you, Daddy,” She soothed. “I know you want to.”
He moaned again as she jerked him faster, her tits rubbing his chest in time with her hand. Her free hand took his hand and shoved it against her butt. Reflexively he grasped it, groaning it ecstasy as he felt the young ass cheek in his palm.
“Oh God,” He moaned. “Oh, stop, Di, stop. Please stop.”
“No Daddy,” She whispered, her face very close to his. “Let me do it. Let me wank your cock.”
“Oh God.” He said again, unable to even let go of her ass. It was just too good, the tight little body of his daughter up against his hot skin, the motion of her hand on his rigid flesh. She was smiling at him still, her beautiful face framed by her gleaming wet hair.
“Stop sweetie,” He was saying, though he didn’t want to. “We can’t, we can’t do this.”
“Yes we can, Daddy,” She said matter-of-factly. “It’s good for you.”
“No, stop it.”
“I want to suck your cock, Daddy,” She said, as though talking about some everyday activity. “Would you like me to suck it?”
“No, no, stop,” He said, though he could move away. “No, we have to stop.”
She was moving away from him instead, except for her hand, which maintained it grasp on his erection. He followed dumbly, wading through the water. She was leading him by the dick, smiling like they were playing a game. When they reached the edge she slapped the tiles with her free hand.
“Sit up here, Daddy.”
“No, Di, you need to listen to me. We have to stop.”
Her hand left his cock, but only so she could pull at his shorts, yanking them down his thighs under the water. If he had thought the feel of her hand was blissful before, the feel of it on his bare boner was totally incredible. The flimsy shorts floated down his legs as she started stroking the throbbing cock, still smiling sweetly.
“Oh Daddy,” She said patiently. “Just sit up here. Just give it a try.”
“No, no, we can’t,” He protested, even as he pulled himself up onto the edge. “No. stop.”
She ignored him. He was sitting now with his legs in the water, his inflamed cock sticking straight up in the air. His daughter was between his thighs, her breasts against his skin, smiling down at his cock.
“Wow, Daddy, your cock is so much bigger.”
“Um, what?” He said faintly, his head spinning.
“I mean, um, bigger than I expected,” She giggled nervously. “It looks really good.”
“Uh, thanks,” He stammered. “I mean, no, sweetie, we-”
“Sssh, Daddy. I want to suck your cock.”
“No, stop it-”
“I want to suck out the cum.”
“No-ooooo-oooaahh.”
His denial became a cry of wordless enjoyment as Diana kissed the end of his cock and sucked the head into her mouth. He felt her tongue licking at the glands, probing at the eye of his penis as her lips sealed under his flange. The sensation was unbelievable. He had never understood sensations being described as electric before, now he felt as though she had blown every fuse in his body. It was a power surge of pleasure, rocketing up his cock.
Diana used one of her hands to grip the base of the cock, the other grasped his thigh to steady herself as she drew the erection further into her mouth. She was amazed at the length and width of her father’s cock, so much bigger than Father Bland’s. She didn’t know if she’d be able to suck it properly, her jaw was stretched wide already. She was also amazed at how Father Bland had known exactly what would happen — how her father would argue at first, then let her help him. Father Bland must really be guided by God!
Speaking of God, her own father seemed to be saying the Lord’s name quite a lot. She had been told to expect this, so ignored it. Instead she concentrated on getting more of the big cock into her mouth, sucking hard and licking it the way Father Bland had told her to. It was much more difficult, the cock was reaching all the way to the back of her mouth and she still hadn’t reached where her hand was holding it. There was no way she was going to get as much of it in.