Chapter 2

The rest of the afternoon passed uneventfully, and Sam didn’t know if he was grateful for that or not. The reality of him allowing his daughter to give him a hand job in the living room and insisting that he cum all over her had sunk in, and he had a terrible feeling of guilt – or at least the feeling that he should feel guilty. Those feelings were a part of the conflict going on inside him.

The other part of the conflict involved him having to fight back the urge to go upstairs, throw his buxom, sexy daughter down on her bed, and fuck the living daylights out of her with his monster cock until he flooded her tight young pussy with his cum. The temptation to give in to that desire was strong, stronger than it had ever been now that he’d felt her warm, soft hands on his cock, but somehow he managed to fight it off – with a little help from Jim Beam, that is. Three stiff drinks later and he was sitting in his home office at his desk, surfing the web and enjoying the buzz that the bourbon and coke had given him. While alcohol lowered other people’s inhibitions by affecting their judgment, with Sam it had always been the exact opposite – every time he got buzzed or full-out drunk, all he wanted to do was sit down and grin into his drink like a happy idiot, all thoughts of giving in to whatever was tempting him gone with the wind. Today was no different, thankfully – he wasn’t drunk but he was buzzed, and that was good enough.

Lisa came downstairs about an hour later, wearing a clean shirt, clean shorts, and carrying her purse over her shoulder which meant that she was going out somewhere. He turned in his padded desk chair to face her as she walked into the room, her big breasts bouncing heavily beneath her shirt. Watching her as she walked across the floor, he thought that next to her mother she was the most beautiful, sexy, and alluring woman he’d ever seen.

And he felt his cock begin to harden again. Fast.

“I’m going to the mall for a bit, Daddy,” she said, stopping in front of him and smiling down at him as if nothing had ever happened. “I’m going to meet some of my girlfriends for a few hours. Do you need anything while I’m out?” she asked, smiling sweetly down at him. His cock grew another inch.

“No thank you, sweetie,” he replied, smiling up at her. “You go and have a good time, and I’ll see you when you get back.” She leaned over then and kissed him on the forehead, pausing to look him in the eye as she was bent over.

“I love you, Daddy,” she said.

“I love you, too, Lisa,” he replied. She gave him a quick peck on his cheek and then was gone, walking quickly across the room, her round, firm ass flexing as she walked. He watched her walk away and felt his cock grow even bigger as he did so. Then he turned back to the computer and took another large pull from his drink.

Lisa smiled to herself as she walked out of the house and got into her car. She intentionally gave no indication of what had happened between them earlier in the day when she said good-bye to her father just now, but she saw the quickly growing erection in his crotch when she leaned over to give him a kiss. She loved the effect that she had on him, just as much as she loved the effect he had on her. Seeing his cock grow like that for just a few seconds had made her pussy wet just enough so that she could tell, and she was sure that if she’d stayed there any longer she’d have been on her knees sucking as much of his monster cock into her mouth as she could fit. She smiled at the thought, her pussy getting even wetter, as she started the car, put it in gear, and backed it out of the driveway. Then she was off to the mall, trying to get the images of her handsome, sexy father and his monstrous cock out of her mind.

It was close to five thirty when Lisa got back from the mall, and since it was too late to cook she and Sam ordered Chinese from the local restaurant. After the food got there they both sat down at the table to eat, and to his surprise they had a conversation as if nothing had happened that afternoon. After they finished eating he went into the living room to sit on the couch and watch TV while she cleaned up what few dishes there were, joining him on the couch when she was done. She sat down on the couch next to him, moving in close to snuggle with him like she always did, and he put his arm around her shoulder and held her as he always did. They sat like that for a while, not saying anything, just watching TV and relaxing together. She enjoyed being that close to him and having his arm around her, and he enjoyed her being there and having his arm around her as well. Before today it had been for a different reason, but now it was still for the same reason but also for another one, a more subtle one that they both felt deep inside themselves.

And that subtle reason made itself apparent when his cock began to grow, slowly expanding and inching down his leg, the impression of it against his shorts very clear. He hoped she wouldn’t notice it but of course she did – there wasn’t any way she couldn’t have noticed – and it wasn’t long before she said something about it.

“The anaconda awakens,” she said, and started to giggle. He laughed as well, caught in the humor of her statement, and he hugged her to him for a moment.

“That’s the problem with being a guy,” he said, still chuckling to himself as his cock continued to grow; the feeling of her big, heavy breasts against his side helped.

“What’s that, Daddy?” she asked, looking up at him.

“Damned things have a mind of their own!” he said, and they both laughed again. She spoke again after their mutual laughing fit had subsided.

“How did you get started in porn, Daddy?” she asked, genuinely curious. He didn’t hesitate before answering her truthfully, figuring he had nothing to lose.

“My college roommate was majoring in cinematography and had a part-time job as a cameraman for an underground porn studio,” he explained. “One night as we were sitting around the room smoking some of the best pot I’d ever had, he came up with the bright idea that I should come down to the studio with him the next day and audition for the producer. I was just high enough that it sounded like a good idea, and when the high wore off the next day I still thought it was a good idea. So I went.”

“And got the part, of course,” she finished for him, looking down at his still-expanding cock, resisting the urge to reach down and stroke it.

“The producer took one look and nearly fell out of his chair!” Sam said, chuckling at the memory. “He got on the phone and called one of his ‘fluffers’ to the office to see how I could perform, and when I came all over the ‘fluffer’s’ face he couldn’t get me to sign a contract fast enough!”

“What’s a ‘fluffer,’ Daddy?” she asked.

“A ‘fluffer’ is a woman whose job is to keep the male actors erect between takes by giving them head,” he explained.

“Oh,” Lisa said, looking up at him as she continued. “So did the girl freak out when she saw the size of your cock?” she asked.

“Oh, yeah,” Sam said, smiling at the memory. “She said there was no way she was going to let me fuck her, that I’d rip her in half; she said she’d blow me instead, so that’s what we did.”

“And did you nearly drown her, too, Daddy?” she asked, giggling at him. He chuckled along with her.

“Come to think of it, yeah, I did!” he said, laughing harder; she broke out into laughter as well. A few minutes later she slid out from beneath his arm, then leaned over and kissed him on the cheek before whispering in his ear.

“I love you, Daddy, and tomorrow I’m going to let you try and drown me again!” Then she was up from the couch and gone before he could react. His cock was now fully hard, throbbing and pulsing against his leg, and just as he was trying to decide what to do about it he saw the headlights of his wife’s car come up the driveway. A minute later he heard the back door open, heard his wife walking across the tile floor, and a moment later she appeared in the doorway of the living room. She was as beautiful as ever, even the baggy scrubs she wore failing to hide her huge breasts. She smiled as she walked over to the couch and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. The sight of her huge, heavy breasts swaying slightly beneath her loose shirt as she walked only made him harder – if that was possible.

“Hey, handsome,” she said, smiling at him.

“Hello, beautiful,” he replied as she sat down on the couch next to him. She opened her mouth to say something but stopped when she noticed the huge bulge running down the leg of his shorts, and she laughed for a moment before speaking.

“Well, I see someone is certainly glad to see me!” she said, reaching down to stroke his hard cock through his shorts.

“You have no idea!” he said, reaching for her and pulling her to him.

From upstairs in her room Lisa could hear her mother’s muffled moans of ecstasy and her father’s quiet groans, knowing that they were having sex on the couch where she was just sitting with her father, and the knowledge made her pussy wet. She sat back in the chair at her desk, listening intently as they made love, slipping her hand inside her panties to her pussy and finding her clit. She rubbed her clit as she listened to the sounds coming from downstairs, closing her eyes and imagining her father using his big cock on her tight young pussy as she slipped first one and then two fingers inside her wet tunnel, and when she heard her mother cry out in orgasm Lisa came too, her pussy flooding as it contracted around her fingers, the waves of pleasure rippling out through her body. When it was over she lay back in her chair, tingling all over and gasping for breath, and couldn’t wait for the next day when she would be the one making her father cum.

And maybe, just maybe, she’d get him to fuck her, too. The thought of his huge cock forcing its way into her tight, young pussy made her wet all over again and a few minutes later she came for a second time, three fingers buried deep in her pussy as she imagined his big, thick cock filling her. When she drifted off to sleep that night, she dreamed of her father and his big cock.

Sam woke up late the next morning, his eyes opening a little past eight AM to the bright summer sunlight coming in through his window. One of the advantages of working from home was that you could set your own hours and sleep in late if you wanted to, and Sam did just that. When he worked he worked hard, sometimes working into the evening if he had to, but when he had the chance to take the day off or just sleep in late, he did that too. His wife, however, didn’t have that luxury since her job required her to work a set schedule, so she had already left for the day by the time he got out of bed.

He had slept soundly that night, thanks to the marathon sex session that had ensued once his wife got home. After having sex on the couch they went upstairs to their bedroom where they continued, and they were both exhausted by the time they drifted off to sleep three hours later. He had cum a total of three times, a flood of cum erupting from his huge cock each time, and she had lost count of the number of times she had cum. Just before they drifted off to sleep she commented that he was in rare form that night, and that he hadn’t fucked her that hard or cum that much in a long time. He just held her close until she drifted off to sleep, his cum drying all over her breasts, stomach, and legs.

Sam swung his legs off of the side of the bed and stretched, then stood up and stretched again. The long tube of his cock swung in front of him, the dried remnants from the previous night’s sex marathon still clinging to it. He looked down at his cock and then at the sheets, noting the huge stain in the center of the bed. He pulled the sheets from the bed and tossed them into the hamper in the corner, deciding that he would wash them as soon as he got dressed. Then he walked into the master bathroom to shower and shave, his cock swinging from side to side as he walked. He always loved the feeling of his big cock swinging free, so he rarely wore underwear. Even when soft his cock hung down to a length of six inches and was the diameter of a “normal” cock when it was hard, and when his cock got hard it grew another five inches and doubled in diameter. And unlike most men who are endowed with “monster” cocks, when his was erect it stood up at nearly a 45 degree angle to his body; all of the other cocks of that size that he had seen rarely stood up parallel to the ground due to their weight and length. His was different, however, standing up as tall and as proud as a six-inch cock.

He stepped into the shower and washed, the steamy shower feeling good on his body and his soapy hands feeling good on his cock as he washed the dried juices from it. After he showered and toweled dry he went over to the sink to shave, standing with his thighs against the edge of the counter. As he shaved he couldn’t help but think about Lisa, what had happened last night, and the events of that day yet to come; his cock responded accordingly, and after just a few moments he had to step back from the sink to free his cock from being trapped between his leg and the sink. It was just hard enough to lift up off of the sink but wasn’t hard enough to stand up completely.

“Damned thing has a mind of its own,” he muttered to himself, smiling as he continued shaving. He finished a few minutes later, his cock still semi-hard which caused it to swing even harder when he turned and walked out of the bathroom and back into his bedroom.

“Good morning, Daddy!” Lisa said, making Sam jump. She was sitting on the end of his bed waiting for him, feet and knees together, her hands clasped in her lap, her hair tied back in a pony tail. She was wearing a white tank top that was at least one size too small that showed about a mile of cleavage and just as much “side boob,” no bra, and a pair of pink thong panties. Her big nipples were clearly visible as they poked against the shirt, and they got harder and more prominent with each passing moment. His cock instantly began to grow more at the sight of her.

“I see you’re up in more ways than one this morning!” She was grinning from ear to ear as she looked down at his semi-hard cock, her eyes sparkling as she watched his big cock inflate and grow even more.

“Damn, Lisa, you scared the crap out of me!” Sam said, stopping in his tracks. “Don’t sneak up on me like that!”

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she said, giving him a big fake pout and her best “puppy dog” look. “I won’t do it again, I promise!”

“Okay, then,” he said, smiling at her and causing her to break out into a grin as well.

“I just wanted to make sure your day got off to a really great start, but I see that it already has!” she said, looking at his nearly erect cock. “Did I do that?” she asked, looking up at him.

“As a matter of fact, yes, you did,” he replied, walking over and standing in front of her just out of her reach.

“Were you thinking about yesterday when I made you cum, or today when I’m going to make you cum?” she asked, her eyes back on his cock and watching it grow the final bit to become fully hard. The bulbous head bobbed slightly in front of her, and she felt her pussy start to get wet.

“Both, actually,” he said truthfully, looking down at her big, heavy breasts stretching out the front of her tight shirt. “And I still say you can’t do it.”

“I guess we’ll just have to see about that, now won’t we?” she said, glancing up at him and then reaching out for his cock. He grasped her by the wrist, stopping her before she could touch him, and she looked up at him in surprise.

“Not here, sweetie,” he said, a soft look on his face. “It’s bad enough that we’re doing this behind your mother’s back, but I won’t make it worse by doing it in the bedroom and on the bed I share with her.” The questioning look on her face changed to that of understanding, and then she smiled at him.

“You’re right, Daddy, and I understand completely,” she said, standing up in front of him. Her huge breasts looked even bigger, straining at the shirt as she stood mere inches away from him. “I’m sorry, I should have thought of that myself.”

“It’s okay, sweetie, really,” he said, lifting up her hand and kissing the back of it. “No harm, no foul.”

“Thank you, Daddy,” she said, smiling sweetly at him. “So I guess we’ll just have to go to my bedroom, huh?”

“I guess so,” he replied.

“Then let’s go!” she said. She reached down and grabbed his fully-erect cock with her hand, then turned and led him out of his bedroom, down the hall, and into her bedroom, all the while pulling him by his shaft. He watched the firm, rounded globes of her bare ass flexing and swaying as she walked, and this excited him even more. He wondered what they would feel like clenching around his shaft as he rubbed it up and down between them, and decided to put that on his list of things to do with her.

She led him into her bedroom and over to her bed, stopping to turn and face him when they were standing next to the side of the bed. She kept her hand on his shaft and began to slowly pull on it, gripping it firmly with one hand, running her other hand over his lightly muscled chest and down to his flat stomach.

“Wow, you’ve got some body, Daddy,” she said, looking him up and down as she continued to slowly tug on his cock. “You look really hot!”

“Thank you, sweetie, I’m glad you think so,” he said, genuinely proud of himself. He worked hard to keep in shape, and to have her compliment him on it made him feel good. It also made him want her even more, and his cock throbbed in response.

“You know, I was thinking this morning that I haven’t even kissed you yet,” she said softly, sliding her hand back up his chest and around to the back of his neck, pulling him slowly to her. He could feel the firm, heavy mounds of her big breasts pressing against his chest as she drew him close, her hand still latched onto his throbbing cock.

“I was thinking the same thing,” he murmured as she tilted her head, closing her eyes as their lips touched. Her lips were soft and warm, parted slightly as the kiss began, and then parting more as her delicate pink tongue, soft and wet, slid into his mouth to find his own. He slipped his arms around her trim waist and pulled her closer to him as the kiss deepened, her hand still gripping his cock and pumping it more firmly as they kissed. He could feel her big breasts mashed against his chest, the hard pebbles of her nipples evident, and he slid his hand down to grasp one firm, rounded asscheek in his hand. He squeezed it firmly and she moaned in his mouth, signaling her desire for him. He could feel his cock start to ooze precum, and the ooze quickly turned into a steady flow as she tugged and pulled on his cock. She felt the slick spot on her stomach where the head of his cock had rubbed his precum on her skin, and she slid her hand up to the head of his cock to rub it around and get his shaft slippery. He slid his other hand down to her ass and grabbed her other cheek, squeezing them both in his hands as she slipped her hand up and down his shaft.

After a few more pleasurable moments she finally broke off the kiss, looking deeply into his eyes as she panted slightly for breath. She smiled as she spoke softly.

“Wow,” she said, looking into his eyes, “you’re a great kisser, Daddy!”

“So are you, sweetie,” he replied, looking back into her eyes. “But I think something’s wrong here,” he said.

“What, Daddy? What’s wrong?” she asked, alarmed just a bit.

“I think one of us has too much clothing on,” he said, grinning at her. She smiled back at him, the look of relief evident on her face. Then the smile turned seductive as she replied.

“I think I can take care of that,” she said in a low voice. She released his cock from her grasp, the head and first three inches of the shaft slick and shiny with his precum, and took two steps back. Never taking her eyes from his, she crossed her arms in front of her, grabbed the bottom of the tight-fitting tank top, and pulled it up over her big breasts and then over her head to drop it on the floor. Still keeping eye contact with him, she immediately hooked her thumbs into the sides of her pink thong panties and pulled them down her hips, then slid them down her legs and stepped out of them, her heavy breasts swaying with her movements, the nipples hard and erect. She held the panties out to the side, still looking in his eyes and smiling a half-smile, as she deliberately dropped them onto the floor to join her discarded shirt. Then she spread her feet apart, put her hands on her hips and stood there in front of him, allowing him to take in the sight of her completely naked body.

“Well, Daddy, what do you think?” she asked, smiling demurely at him.

“I think you’re absolutely beautiful, that’s what I think!” he replied, and he meant every word of it. Her breasts were big and heavy but firm with very little sag, and they were capped by two big, prominent nipples surrounded by large, dark areolas. After letting his gaze linger on her breasts for a few moments he looked down at her pussy; she had trimmed her pubic hair into a very narrow strip, clipping it close as well, and her outer lips were shaven smooth. He could see that her outer lips were swollen and full, slightly parted, an indication of just how aroused she was. She walked slowly over to him, sliding her arms around him as she got close; he slid his arms around her body and pulled her close, feeling her completely naked body against his for the first time. The feeling of her naked breasts pressing into his chest was nearly electric, and when she pressed her mound against the base of his cock he thought he would cum right then and there.