Chapter 2

Before I could speak, I heard Patty say again, “Daddy, I said: Rise and shine; it’s time to put the good in good morning!”

“Ugh, Patty, what time is it? Why did you wake me up?”

Without explaining, Patty grabbed hold of my covers and threw them back. Somehow, that motion caused my raging erection to spring free of my boxers, much like it had two weeks ago. Only this time, thankfully, Patty wasn’t in my bed.

“Oh goody, you’re already ready.” Then my daughter started to climb into bed with me.

I finally opened my eyes and saw that Patty was naked, gloriously so. Two weeks without seeing or touching my daughter’s tits, I discovered, only made me admire them more. Patty certainly wasn’t shy about displaying her busty figure; she was standing naked in front of me without the slightest trace of shame. It would feel so good to put my hands on her twin mounds and start squeezing them. “Patty, we talked about this! It’s not appropriate to crawl naked into someone’s bed while they’re sleeping. What are you doing? Weren’t you listening to me two weeks ago?”

“Isn’t it obvious that I listened? I woke you up first this time. I decided what you were saying didn’t make any sense, though. You obviously loved it when you ejaculated on me, even if you did get all grumpy after unloading all your semen. I had fun doing it too, so it’s silly not to make you cum again. I didn’t really see your erection last time, but it certainly looks like it needs my attention. It also felt good when you touched my boobies; you’re staring at them. Do you want to touch them again?”

How could my daughter be so innocent on one hand, calling her epic tits boobies, while at the same time being so wanton with the offer to let her own father feel her up? “Patty, we talked about this too. It’s inappropriate for a father to touch his daughter’s breasts. No matter how sexy or irresistible looking they might be.”

“Hmmph, they must not be that irresistible; your hands are keeping me from climbing into bed with you instead of reaching up to squeeze my boobies. I think inappropriate is your favorite word. You seem to use it a lot these days. Well, if you won’t grab me, I’ll just have to grab you.” With that, Patty reached out toward my erection, obscenely pointing straight up at the ceiling, and grabbed it in one of her delicate hands. I gasped in pleasure, and almost immediately my brain shut down. It’s hard to do anything to resist a sexy woman when she grabs your cock, even if the woman in question is actually your sixteen-year-old daughter. My hands dropped to my sides, and Patty crawled into bed with me. She let go of my cock and grabbed it again, changing angles as she moved to straddle me. Now I was treated to the even more obscene sight of my cock pointed up to the ceiling with my naked, buxom daughter as a backdrop.

“You’re staring at my boobies more than ever, Daddy; are you ever going to touch them again?”

“I think I have to,” I admitted as I reached up. I caressed Patty’s tits without squeezing them. “So wonderful, so full, so round!” I said praising my daughter’s ample rack. “How did such a tiny little girl grow such big tits?” I wondered.

“Just lucky, I guess,” Patty giggled. “But I look like I’m hurting you. You’re trying to touch my boobies without squeezing them, aren’t you? Go ahead and give ‘em a good squeeze, Daddy.”

“Patty, that’s inappropriate!”

“Ugh, there you go, using that word again.” I whimpered as Patty let go of my cock before feeling my daughter’s hands over mine. She started feeling herself up, with my hands between hers and her tits. After the third squeeze, I couldn’t resist any longer, and I was squeezing her wonderful mounds right along with her. She put one hand on the bed to steady herself, and the other back on my cock. I kept feeling my daughter up. After she encouraged me to start squeezing her jugs, I didn’t have the willpower to stop myself. “There, isn’t that better? You look much happier now, Daddy, and much more relaxed. Mmm, I like the way you squeeze my boobies.”

“OK, I have to admit, Patty, this does feel fantastic. I love your tits. I love touching them and squeezing them, but it really is not appropriate. And don’t yell at me for using that word again.”

“Well, why is it inappropriate, Daddy? You love it, and I like it. What could make it inappropriate?”

“Trust me, I know there’s a reason; I just can’t think of it while I’ve got my hands full of wonderful, ripe tits, and you’ve got your hand full of my rock-hard cock.”

“There’s something else I liked from last week. It was the way your penis felt when it touched between my legs.” With that, Patty lowered herself slightly and touched the head of my cock to her pussy slit. She was still closed and dry, but I knew that could change in a hurry with direct penile to vaginal contact. The sensation of our dry skin rubbing against each other was driving me wild, and my cock throbbed. I could feel a glob of precum starting to ooze its way up my shaft. I knew I should stop my daughter, but it felt too good. I enjoyed the sensation that progressed from the base of my shaft, then sighed with pleasure as the drop of fluid flowed from the tip of my dick and onto Patty’s virgin pussy lips.