Chapter 23

Erica kept looking like she wanted to ask him what he had planned, but Greg held off his daughter’s curiosity with discouraging glances. He went to the fridge and opened a beer. Taking a good long pull, he poured the rest of the beer into the sink.

“Why are you dumping out a perfectly good beer, Daddy?” Erica wanted to know.

“Come here and I’ll show you,” Greg told his daughter. His gorgeous girl was standing in front of him, not knowing what to expect. He lowered the beer bottle and rubbed the neck between her legs.

“Oh! Oh! It’s cold, Daddy!”

“I’m sure your hot pussy will have it warmed up in no time,” he teased.

“You mean?”

“Were you serious about you being willing for me to put anything in your pussy?” Greg asked Erica.

“I was,” Erica answered quickly. Then she added, “I am. Let’s give it a try!” His little girl was so excited that she started panting. It was a good thing her pussy was about to be stuffed with glass. Her reaction was making his cock incredibly hard, and if her pussy weren’t occupied, it would be so easy to give in to the temptation of incest like Jeff had with Jana. Greg really couldn’t believe how thrilling it was to make out with Erica while feeling her up. She had been right to conclude that words weren’t a sufficiently powerful way to communicate her gratitude. Greg felt that he and his daughter had just spent the last hour having a long talk about how grateful she was to have him as a parent and how proud he was of the way his daughter was willing to take extreme actions to help a friend. Except the conversation hadn’t been done with words, but by exploring each other’s mouths with their tongues. He was glad Erica had gotten him thinking outside the box for things they could do to safely explore new ways of expressing their extremely close father-daughter relationship. The only problem was that his cock was iron hard at the moment, and he needed to fill his daughter’s pussy with something. Hopefully his creative solution would work as intended.

Back in the living room, Greg sat on the couch and held the bottle on the other cushion pointed up.

Erica asked, “What do I do, Daddy?”

“Straddle the bottle like you did Jeff’s cock earlier, and guide it inside you. Like I told you with him, you know where your pussy is better than anyone else.” When Erica got on the couch, he stopped her by touching her face, then grabbing each one of her tits. “I am so glad you are letting me teach you about sex, Erica, but get that beer bottle inside you before I’m tempted to fill you up with my cock like Jeff did with Jana.”

“Don’t be silly, Daddy. That’s what I was going to do before you stopped me. Besides, you wouldn’t commit incest with me. You’re more careful than Jana’s father, and he resisted all through a night of making out with Jana with no relief. We’ve only been making out for an hour, and you fucked Jana’s tits before we started.”

“Don’t tempt me, girl!” Greg warned. “I don’t think you quite realize yet how incredibly beautiful you are or what being around you when you’re naked does to a man. Now try to get that beer bottle into your pussy!”

Greg felt his cock throb wanting to be where the glass was when Erica rubbed her slit over the mouth of the bottle. “Hmm, it’s still cool, but not nearly as cold as it was when it first came out of the fridge. I like the way it feels, Daddy!”

“So get it into your pussy!” Greg urged. He really needed his little girl to remove the temptation to substitute his own cock for the inanimate object he was trying to get her to use. Greg discovered a new type of thrill when Erica sighed as the neck of the bottle started to disappear into her body. He was holding onto the base and could feel her filling her pussy with it at the same time he was watching that happen.

“That is so cool!”

“It really is,” Erica agreed with him. “Can you feel this?”

Greg nodded as he felt the bottle shift in his hand with the position of her body. Then he twisted the bottle a bit and asked his daughter if she could feel that. The two were giggling and sighing as they tried to make motions so tiny that the other didn’t feel it. Erica’s pussy, perhaps not surprisingly, was more sensitive than his hand holding the bottle. This went on for a few minutes before Erica experimented with sliding the bottle deeper into her pussy. The wide part stopped her from getting too much inside her, but she seemed to like the extra thickness where the neck was starting to flare out. She had stopped talking, and Greg was an eager observer as he watched his daughter experiment with different levels of pressure on her pussy. Then something must have touched a nerve in his little girl. Suddenly she was bouncing up and down on the beer bottle and moaning loudly. He loved the way her now D-cup tits moved and jiggled as she did this. It felt like an honor to feel his daughter up with one hand at the same time he steadied their makeshift sex toy with the other. He wasn’t surprised when Erica experienced another orgasm from what she was doing. He hoped the way his hand was squeezing her tit had made it feel even better than riding the glass bottle would have in isolation.