Chapter 4: Showering With My Dad

After cumming as I watched him and then chatting with some other people, I decided to check out just how horny my dad still was this morning. As usual he had woke me up to fuck me but I could always go for another round! My mom had stayed in the kitchen to clean up after breakfast and was probably on the phone with a friend

I saw my dad go into the bathroom and soon afterwards the shower started. Shutting doors was not something we bothered with so by looking out my bedroom door across to the bathroom (which was directly across the hall), I watched as my naked father stepping into the shower. His cock was hanging loose from his thick cluster of coarse black pubic hair and my mouth watered at the sight of it, not to mention the twinge I felt between my legs!

I waited for him to get started with his shower and then stripped off the t- shirt I had been wearing this morning and walked silently into the bathroom. I could see the blurred image of my nude father through the wet shower stall doors and my hand instantly reached between my legs where my pussy was still wet from my recent on-line shenanigans.

I knocked on the glass shower door and asked, “Hey, want some company?”

The door slid open a few inches and my dad peeked out with a big grin on his face. “Sure! There’s always room in here for my little girl!”

“Dad! I’m twenty years old now!” I protested, although not very hard.

He just smiled and said, “It doesn’t matter how old you are, you’ll always be my little girl.” He opened the door enough for me to get in. The shower stall really wasn’t all that large so it was impossible to be in there without our bodies touching. I could feel his cock pressing against my back as I leaned back against him. Damn! He was already hard!

“Hmmmmmm, I wonder what’s sticking in my back?” I asked coyly.

“Why don’t you turn around and see for yourself my little slut,” dad replied in a husky voice.

Well, he certainly didn’t have to ask twice! I twisted myself around in the shower until we were facing each other. Our hips were pressed together and his cock was pressing against my stomach, almost between my boobs since he was so much taller than me. The water was pouring down between us and so he slid easily across my skin as I wiggled for him.

“Mmmmmmm, looks delicious,” I purred, ready to pounce on it like a starving cat on a mouse.

My dad put his hands on my shoulders and pressed downward, a not too subtle hint followed by an even less subtle comment, “Well, if it looks so good then why not try it and find out for yourself?”

Carefully I kneeled down, my feet against the shower stall wall and my knees between his feet. His cock was right at face level and the way the water was running off it made it look like he was peeing! Well, if there is one thing I am NOT into it is any form of THAT type of sex but I just shook off the image and went to work.

Putting my arms around him, I clutched his butt, one cheek in each hand, and took the head of his hard cock in my mouth. A deep groan escaped from my dad as my tongue played along the ridge running along the bottom of his cock head. I sucked his wet hard cock like a popsicle, taking more of him in and then letting it slide out.

In the meantime the shower water was pouring down around me, soaking my hair and keeping his crotch hair packed down. My dad held my head in his hands, helping me to suck him in rhythm with his thrusts as he drove his cock down my throat until my face was pressed against the base of his cock. Since he had fucked me and cum in me not much more than an hour before, I was hungry to taste his cum in my mouth so I just stayed there on my knees and kept sucking my dad’s wonderful stiff cock.