Chapter 2: My Dad Gets Horny

Friday morning came early but with an alarm clock as loud as mine, it didn’t matter. The only thing was my alarm clock doesn’t have a snooze button on it. In fact, it didn’t have any buttons on it at all. When I reached out for it after it woke me up, I could feel the thick hair between my fingers and it’s musky odor filled my nose. My eyes were still shut but there was no mistaking what was pressing against my face - an erect dick.

“Mmmmmmm, good morning daddy,” I cooed without even opening my sleepy eyes. Like, who else would have his erection in my face at this time of day?

Keeping my eyes tightly shut, I opened my mouth and was rewarded with the unique feel of a cock sliding over my lips and onto my tongue. It was so warm and the smooth skin was pulled tightly over his erect shaft. There was often a moment when he would first put his cock in my mouth that the enormity of what was happening to me would sometimes strike me. This wasn’t just any old cock I was sucking, as if it was just some guy I was going out with and it was just part of the unwritten agreement for me to suck his dick in return for him paying for the evening.

No, this was something special, something unique. This was my FATHER’s dick that I felt against my tongue. It made me feel special knowing he was sharing it with me. I wanted to be sure to suck him as good as I could, partly to repay the trust and respect he was demonstrating to me, partly to show off a little too I guess.

“Damn, I couldn’t hardly sleep last night thinking about you being screwed by all these guys tonight,” he gasped as I started to suck on his dick like a large popsicle. “What I wouldn’t give to see it for myself, I just know you’re going to look so fucking hot.”

Since his cock was already rock hard when I took it into my mouth, there was no need to work on arousing him. He pushed it in about halfway and then I twisted my head around on it, letting my tongue slide along the length of it and then tickling the tip of the head with my tongue. I loved running my tongue around the base of his cock’s head, feeling the ridge where his cock head ended and his hard shaft continued. Sometimes I was rewarded with a shudder when my tongue worked it was around it, then running up where the ridge split and on up to the tip of his dick again.

“That’s it Kelly ... suck it ... suck your daddy’s cock.”

A warm tremor went through me as he continued to talk to me. I loved it when he said things like that, like “suck your daddy’s cock” or “be a good daughter to me”. Despite what some people might think, there was really nothing kinky between us, nothing at all. Even in our most wildest moments he never crossed the line to where I was anything but his daughter. My dad never wanted me to pretend to be his mistress, or anyone else for that matter, nor did I have any desire to. Personally, that would have been just too weird for me. Naturally, as his daughter, he had a right to expect me to please him but still, I couldn’t imagine pretending to be a mistress or someone else with my own father. I was his daughter and that was all I needed to be.

“Oh god, I’ve got to have you,” he moaned as his cock somehow seemed to stiffen even more due to my efforts.

I knew what he wanted; it WAS sort of obvious after all. I rolled back and twisted so I was laying on my back with my knees back up to my chest and my feet off the bed. Grabbing my knees with my hands, I pulled back and at the same time spread them apart such that my horny pussy was exposed nicely for my dad to see.

“Well, what are you waiting for daddy? Don’t you want to fuck your daughter this morning?” I teased him.

Of course I knew that was EXACTLY what he wanted to do but no matter how many times he told me, it was never enough. It goes without saying that it made me feel good for my parents to tell me they loved me and were proud of me. Heck, most parents say that to their kids. What made me feel extra special was my dad’s honesty. Really, how many dads are honest and open enough to tell their daughter what they REALLY want - to fuck her? So many men have told me they secretly want to have sex with their daughters but they never tell them. It was literally was music to my ears to hear him tell me how badly he wanted me sexually because it was a sign of the respect he had for me.

My dad grinned down at me as he slowly stroked his cock while he stood there and stared at me. I saw his eyes moving as they roamed over every inch of my body, lingering on my boobs and especially between my legs where my pussy beckoned. My mom once told me that he admitted to her that he loving the fact that I shaved it clean like I was his little girl again. Given how wet it felt, I imagined it must be glistening now in the dim light.

“God you’re so pretty,” he whispered, barely loud enough for me to hear. Then he grinned naughtily and added, “and you’re such a slut as well ... but I love you all the more for it.”

He moved up to the edge of the bed where my pussy was waiting impatiently for him. It would have been frustrating enough in any case to see a guy’s hard dick so close to me without it being in me, but when that dick was my dad’s, it was almost unbearable.

“Fuck me daddy,” I whispered seductively to him. I knew he loved me to say that to him but the emotions behind it were real. God, I wanted him in me so bad at this moment it almost hurt. The only thought on my mind at this moment was how it would feel to have my dad fucking me.

“Oh baby, I will. You know I want to soooooo bad.”

He was just an inch or so away from my pussy now and with those words he pressed the head of his cock up against the wet threshold of my waiting hole. My heart skipped a beat as I felt it trying to burrow into me. Without any conscious thought on my part, my hips thrust upward, trying to help him enter me. I was so wet by now that he slid away from my pussy hole, his cock running up my pussy slit, rubbing against my sensitive clit before returning back down to my wet and warm pussy hole.

This time he held it in place as he leaned forward and again I felt the pressure again against my pussy. I watched as the tip quickly disappeared in me, stretching out my pussy hole and sending shivers through my legs and lower body. Yes! He was putting incestuous his dick in me! However, when the full thickness of his head tried to violate my tight pussy, at first his cock actually seemed to bend a bit from the pressure of trying to force it into me.

“Put it in me daddy ... please put it in me,” I begged him.

It wasn’t some sort of act on my part to arouse him, not at all. I really DID want him in me and with just the tip of his dick in me my pussy was practically crying out for him to push more of it into me.

“Ohhhhhhhhh,” he moaned as he pressed hard against my pussy.

One more push and the head suddenly disappeared in me, quickly followed by the remainder of his stiff shaft until his hairy crotch met mine. All I could see at the base of my pussy was the thick thatch of pubic hair that normally surrounded his cock but now just tickled my pussy. His cock may have been nowhere to be seen but from the incredible feelings I was having inside of me, I knew exactly where it was.