Chapter 2: Teasing Daddy ... and Fucking Him

“Watch her when she comes down tonight, baby,” Helen said to me the next evening as we finished cleaning the kitchen after dinner. Nancy was up in her room, doing her homework.

“She asked me yesterday if you thought she was pretty, Bill. I told her I was sure you did, and I told her you said she was ‘really growing up, too.’ She loved hearing that, and I told her if she didn’t be careful she was going to get you excited in a way a daughter shouldn’t. She loved hearing that, too, darling. Her face colored a little, but she was beaming when she asked me if that bothered me. I told her it didn’t, and I said in fact it actually excited me to know I had a daughter who was pretty enough and sexy enough to excite her father. I told her it could even help me if she got you hot because then I knew I’d have a good chance of getting FUCKED that night!”

“You didn’t!” I said, sure she was jerking my chain.

“I did, darling,” Helen said. “She pretended to be shocked, but her face turned redder and she giggled, then said she wanted to ask me a personal question. I told her she could ask me anything she wanted, so she asked me if you are a good lover in bed. I told her you’re fantastic, and also told her you have a great cock!”

“Bullshit! You didn’t tell her that,” I said, feeling that very cock starting to tingle just from the thought that Helen MIGHT have said something like that to our daughter.

“Oh but I did, darling. I even suggested to her we play a little game with you tonight. I told her when I winked at her she should do something to flirt with you and she could see for herself how much she turns you on. She loved it, and asked what she could do, so I told her to come down after dinner wearing just a pair of panties and a thin tank top. You should have seen her face, Bill. She turned beet red, and said, ‘what if Daddy can see through the top ... or the panties? What if he can make out the shape of my tits?’ and I said to go ahead and show herself to you. I told her to look at your crotch, and that would be all the proof she needed to know how hot you think she looks. And I told her something else, darling. I told her when she went to bed last night she should try to imagine what it would make her feel like to let you see her body, and I told her to do what I do when you’re traveling. I told her to touch herself, Bill ... to play with herself. In fact, I even took her into our bedroom and gave her one of my vibrators to use on herself, and told her she could start right then if she wanted to. I told her to never be afraid to go to her room and masturbate. And I used that word.”

“You must be kidding?” I gasped, feeling my cock hardening.

“I’m not, baby. She asked if I was serious, and I told her I was. I told her I masturbate all the time, and that you do, too, especially while you’re away. And I told her you have porn photos and videos of young girls like her fucking older men like her father, and I said maybe I could share some of them with her someday if she wanted to see them.”

“You’re crazy if you told her that. You know that, don’t you, Helen,” I said, my cock really getting hard now.

“Did you want me to lie to our daughter, Bill?”

“No, but you didn’t have to tell her about the porn. Jesus, Helen,” I gasped, still unsure if she was kidding or not, which is what I told her.

“Oh I’m not kidding, Bill. She did it, too. She hugged me, then kissed me and practically RAN to her room. It was all I could do not to join her, baby, because I knew she was in there masturbating. I could hear her sexy little moans and could hear my vibrator buzzing.”

“Afterward, when she finally came out of her room, she was beaming, and she said she couldn’t wait to play our secret teasing game with you tonight, Bill. So now you have to do your part,” Helen grinned, her eyes seeming to glaze over with some kind of demented lust.

“Which is?” I asked.

“You need to let her see the effect she’s having on you. You need to let her see THIS,” Helen said, grasping my cock. “And you need to let her see it getting hard. So go change. Put on just a tee shirt and that pair of pajama shorts you love so much ... the thin ones, Bill. The ones that gap open. I’m serious about this. I WANT our daughter to see your cock getting hard when she teases you. And Bill...”

“What?” I asked, swallowing, my throat dry.

“I’m going to watch you fucking her. Soon. Very soon. Hopefully even tonight. And I’m going to eat her afterward!”

I went into the bedroom and took off my clothes, then pulled on a plain white tee shirt and the thin pajama shorts. Looking in the mirror as I walked out of our closet I noticed the clear outline of my semi-erect cock. This was crazy, I knew. But it was also the most exciting thing I’ve ever done in my life.

When I returned to the family room Helen was sitting in her reading chair watching TV. I noticed she’d removed her bra because it was lying there on the coffee table. Her large tits and nipples were easy to discern under her tee shirt, and I wondered what Nancy would say when she saw her mother’s bra on the table like that. Then she joined us.

Nancy came into the room wearing only a thin white tank top and a pair of those little tap panties. Or at least that’s what I think the girls call them ... the kind that have loose openings and lace at the bottom but which are very skimpy overall. Nancy’s were pale lavender and VERY sexy. Her face was red, and her nipples were rock hard and easy to notice. I also noticed her grinning at Helen in a kind of conspiratory manner. Helen openly winked at her, and then as if on cue Nancy stretched, raising the bottom of her top above the waistband of her panties, revealing her hard, young stomach, beautiful hip bones and sexy legs. Even though she’s only 14 years old she already has beautiful breasts and long legs, and when she stretched, holding her arms above her for several seconds, the action allowed me to see the outline of her firm breasts silhouetted by the light coming from the TV. My God she looked sexy, and I found my cock reacting as any man’s would. It twitched, and I noticed the movement drawing Nancy’s attention. Her face flushed red again, and she moved toward me, slowly.

“Why don’t you sit next to your father, honey. He travels so much I know you don’t get to see as much of him as you’d like,” Helen winked, then grinned at me, knowing I’d pick up on the double entendre as well as her secret signal to Nancy.

“Okay,” Nancy said, crawling onto the sofa next to me. Actually she sat at the other end of the sofa, with her legs stretched out toward me, in my lap. I felt the bottom of her feet gently pressing against my cock, and I shifted uncomfortably. I smiled at her and she grinned back, then said, “Daddy, when do you have to go away again?” She dropped one leg to the floor then, leaving the other in my lap, an action that allowed me to look up under the edge of her shorts. She knew it. Helen knew it. And my cock knew it! It twitched again, this time against Nancy’s foot.

“I ... uh ... I leave again next week,” I said, my dick hardening. I saw Nancy looking at it then, her eyes cloudy with lust, and I remembered what Helen had told me ... to let Nancy see it ... so I did. I sat back and spread my legs, the growing erection in my shorts clearly visible to my wife and daughter.

“Daddy...” Nancy began, casually reaching down to scratch the inside of her thigh, moving the material up far enough so I could see a hint of black pubic hair there. With her toes she touched my hardening cock, and I groaned.