Chapter 4

Eventually, Laura's orgasm abated but her father's two fingers were still working their thrusts in her cunt, and Laura was getting stimulated once again.

Her father looked smilingly at her face and asked, "Are you aroused again?"

Shyly she nodded.

"Like Papa to do it again?"

She was embarrassed but her sexual hunger over rode her embarrassment. So, kissing her father, she whispered, "Yes, papa... do it again... please..." Oh god! I'm pleading to be finger-fucked... Papa, you have made me so hot!

"Good... relax and enjoy yourself, dear."

But they were interrupted. They head Mary drive into the garage.

"Papa, Mom is her!"

"Yes... let me go to my room and change... you'd better wash up and change."

"Alright, Papa."

"Sorry, dear... for not helping you with another orgasm."

"Okay Papa." Smiling shyly she shut the door as her father rushed out of her room. Laura quickly washed up, changed into her silk pajamas and came down to meet her mother.

Larry too got into his pajamas and came down to meet his wife. They had super together, and Laura felt shy to look directly at her father. But she could tell that his eyes kept drifting surreptitiously to her chest. Larry loved the way his daughter's huge breasts thrust out against her pajama top.

They chatted about this and that and then they all went to bed. Mary slept immediately, but Larry kept thinking of his voluptuous daughter, and his cock got hard and started to throb.

Sleep didn't come easily for Laura too. She kept thinking of her father, of the way they had hugged, kissed, and... Oh Papa, I liked the way you finger-fucked my cunt. I'm excited again, Papa... I wish you are here... I love your fingers... they are so long and so thick. It was well past midnight when she finally slept.

The next day was uneventful, except that Larry and Laura kept thinking of each other and got aroused frequently. In the evening, when Mary wasn't looking, Larry smiled meaningfully at his daughter many times and she smiled back coyly, blushing now and again. Oh Papa, I'm looking forward to tomorrow night.

That evening Mary helped Laura out with her French.

Wednesday morning, Larry and Laura looked extra cheerful, in anticipation of their evening together. When Mary was in the kitchen, Larry asked Laura in a whisper, "Looking forward to tonight?"

Shyly Laura nodded, and her father gave a quick kiss on the mouth.

That evening before Mary left the house to go and take care of her invalid mother, she asked Laura, "Is Papa going to help you with your maths tonight?"

"I don't know, Mom. He may have some lectures to prepare... he may not be free to help me to night." I'm sorry to lie like this to you, Mom.

"But do you have any maths problems? Do you need him to help you?"

"Yes, Mom... I really need papa tonight... to help with my problems." I'm sure you don't get my real meaning, Mom. I'm not referring to any maths problems... I'm referring to my sexual problems.

So, when Larry came into the living room, Mary told her husband, "Laura has some maths problems, Larry. Hope you can spare some time and help her."

"Actually, I've some lectures to prepare for tomorrow... but, I'll see what I can do," lied Larry.

"Our daughter's education is important, dear. Please teach her first. Remember that you've agreed to help her Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays."

"Alright, dear." As Mary turned away to leave the house, Larry gave his daughter a meaningful wink.

As soon as Mary left the house, Larry, smiling happily, invited Laura with open arms. Shyly she drifted slowly to her father, and allowed herself to be embraced and kissed on the mouth for a while.

"Shall we continue from where we left off yesterday? Or do you want to learn some maths first?"

Laura actually wanted her father to continue from where they had stopped when her mother had come home. But she was too shy to say so. So, she said, "Maths first, Papa." She also realized that by saying "first", she was agreeing to sexual activities after that.

"Alright, today I'll teach you first... then only we'll dress up for our..." Her father didn't finish the sentence, but she knew what he had wanted to say.

So, for an hour, in her bedroom, her father really taught her some good mathematics and she concentrated and learnt quite well. Laura realized that her father hadn't mentioned anything about mistakes and correct answers or about compliments and punishments.

"That's enough maths for today, Laura. You need to relax with Papa, now."

Laura didn't say anything. She just smiled at her father.

"I should like to ask you a favour tonight, Laura."

"What's that, Papa?"

"When you did your maths you got some right and some wrong... right?"

"Yes, but we didn't count them, Papa."

"Never mind about that. We'll just assume that you got many correct and many wrong."

"AH?"

"Yes, so we'll spend the rest of the evening complimenting you for the correct ones and punishing you for the wrong ones," he said smiling meaningfully. "Okay, Laura?"

She nodded.

"For those that you got right, I'll compliment you by being nice to you... alright?"

Laura nodded, knowing what her father had probably meant. He would want to touch her intimately.

"For the maths that you got wrong, may I ask you to do something as punishment?'

"What's that, Papa?"

"The punishment is that you be nice to Papa?"

What do you mean by "be nice to Papa"? She looked quizzically at her father.

"Please, Laura... are you a good loving daughter?"

"Oh yes, Papa... I'm your loving daughter."

"Then can you be nice to papa tonight?"

"What do you want me to do, Papa?"

"Just be nice to me the way I'm going to be nice to you. Will you, Laura? Please... please, dear..."

Probably he wants me to touch him also. "Alright, Papa."

"Promise?"

"Yes, I promise, Papa."

"Oh, you make me so happy... you are an excellent daughter... for wanting to please Papa."

"Oh Papaaaaaa..."

Then he went to his study and brought a packet and gave to Laura. "Wear this, Laura. I'll go and change myself." Then he left the room.

Laura removed her clothes, took out the attire from the packet, and started to wear them. The outfit was the same as last Mondays except that there was no bra. The open transparent blouse knotted beneath her breasts. Her huge breasts parted the blouse and bulged generously out of it, only her nipples and aureoles were covered but were visible through the sheer fabric.

The thong was all strings except for a narrow strip of gossamer thin fabric that covered but didn't conceal her cunt lips and cunt opening. The white fishnet stockings ended at mid thighs. And, finally she wore the wrap up skirt. It ended just below her loins and buttocks.

Laura looked at herself in the mirror. Because of the wide open blouse and its transparency, her outward thrusting breasts were well exposed. Papa, why have you left out the bra? Is it because you want to suck all of my breasts tonight?

Three knocks on the door was followed by, "May I come in, Laura?"

"Yes, Papa."

Laura was not surprised by what her father was wearing. She had expected him to be wearing something skimpy. And he was. Just a very short, near transparent underwear shorts. It was lifted up in front by his half erect cock. The huge cockhead was visible through the fabric and it poked against the cloth close to the long open fly.

Her father looked at her body all over. "Lovely, Laura... you look more gorgeous without your bra."

"Oh Papaaaaaa..."

"Thank you for wearing so sexily for Papa... you are a good daughter." But Papa, you gave me this to wear.

"Do you like the way Papa is dressed?"

Laura was embarrassed to say yes, but she gave her father a smile and a shy nod.

"Good... I knew you wanted Papa to be dressed like this... Papa knows what you like."

"Oh Papaaaaaa..."

Her father approached her smiling, and took her to stand in front of the full-length mirror. He stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her bare waist. His right hand caressed her bare body below the navel while the other hand cupped the under swell of her left breast, lifting it lovingly.

"Lovely Laura! I love looking at you."

"Oh Papaaaaaa..."

"You are only 16 but what a voluptuous body! Thank you for not wearing a bra."

"But, you didn't give me a bra to wear, Papa."

"Yes, because I knew you would want your boobs to be bare for Papa."

"Oh Papaaaaaa..."

"Do you want Papa to be nice to your boobs? Like yesterday?"

"Oh Papaaaaaa..."

Embarrassed by what her father had said, she just turned and kissed him on the mouth. Don't talk, Papa... you embarrass me. They kissed lustily for a while, embracing and caressing their bodies. Oh Papa, I love your big strong manly body.

After kissing his daughter for a while he asked her, "Did you like what Papa did for you yesterday?" Laura just smiled.

"Did you like the way I kissed, licked and sucked your nipples?" Laura just smiled again.

"Did you like the way Papa's fingers caressed your loins?" Laura smiled again.

"Can Papa do all those things again tonight?" Shyly she nodded.

"Good girl... that's the spirit I like... I know you enjoyed Papa's fingers in you yesterday... tonight Papa would like you to enjoy more."

"Ugh?"

"Tonight, Papa would like to give your hot body more fun... okay?" Blushing, but thrilled by the prospect of enjoyable stimulation, Laura smiled and nodded.

"Don't just nod, dear. Tell Papa what kind of thrill you would like... and what you would like Papa to do to your ripe young body... for your pleasure."

Laura wanted to say something bold, but hesitated out of shyness.

"Come on, Laura... say something... to encourage Papa."

Smiling shyly she said, "Be nice to me, Papa... do what you think is good for me."

"That's better, Laura... you must encourage Papa to do things you like."

Laura nodded shyly.

"There... you are nodding again."

"Sorry, Papa."

"Do you like Papa to excite you?"

She wanted to nod but checked herself, and said softly, "Yes."

"Where would you like me to excite you? Here, sitting on the stool... or do you prefer the bed?"

"You decide, Papa." Actually I like the bed, Papa, but I'm too shy to say so.

To her disappointment, her father said, "We'll sit on the stool... and thrill ourselves."

The bed would be so much more thrilling. So, Laura decided to be a bit bold. "Why, Papa? Don't you like the bed?"

Larry too wanted the bed but he was just testing his daughter. " Of course, I like us to do things on the bed, Laura... but I thought you might not like it."

"Oh Papa, if you like the bed... it's okay with me."

"No, dear... it's not enough if I alone like the bed... we'll use the bed only if you also... like and want the bed."

Laura smiled gently and nodded.

"There... you're nodding again. Tell me... can I take you to the bed... where it will be nicer for both of us?"

At first Laura nodded but then realizing that her father had asked her to speak, said smiling, "Yes, Papa."

"Yes, what, Laura?"

"Take me to the bed, Papa." Oh Papa, I'm already excited by the prospect of being finger-fucked by you on the bed.

Her father made her sit on the edge of the bed with her feet on the floor. Smiling and looking at her sexy body, he stood in front of her between her thighs, and placed his hands on her bare hips.

Laura could see her father's cock pushing up his underwear, the huge head was visible through the thin cloth near the fly opening. Her father saw her looking at his bulge.

"How about taking the fellow out, Laura?"

"Oh Papaaaaaa..." she pleaded, as if too shy to do it.

Then her father came closer and closed his mouth on her transparently covered nipple, and sucked it lovingly. An aroused Laura put her hands to the back of her father's head and held him to her breast.

"Oh Papa... oh Papa... oh Papa..." She kept moaning as her father sucked stimulatingly.

As he kept sucking, he untied the knot of her blouse and after releasing her nipple from his mouth said, "Open out your blouse, Laura... and offer your bare boobs for Papa to suck."

"Oh Papaaaaaa..." She didn't pull out the blouse but instead pulled her father's head back to her breasts.

Her father used his face to push the edges of the blouse to the outer sides of her breasts and gleefully looked at her and asked, "Gorgeous boobs, Laura... what do you want me to do now?"

Too shy to speak, Laura just pulled her father's head back to her breasts.

"Do you want Papa to suck your boobs?"

"Hmm..."

"Tell me, Laura... speak up."

"Yes, Papa... suck me." Oh Papa, I need it... I'm so aroused... suck my boobs, Papa... suck me hard and long.

Her father didn't disappoint her. He locked his mouth to her bare right boob, took into his mouth the nipple and a lot of her breast, and sucked lovingly and stimulatingly. Laura started to gasp and breathe heavily, her arousal intensifying. Her hands caressed the back of her father's head and gently pulled him closer to her boob.

After one minute, her father paused and spoke against her breast, "Delicious boob, Laura... delicious... do you want Papa to suck your left boob?"

In response, Laura moved her father's head to her left breast and said panting, "Open your mouth, Papa."

When he opened his mouth she pushed her bare left nipple and a good deal of her breast into his mouth and whispered gasping, "Suck, Papa... suck."

Laura was wildly thrilled and kept gasping and panting, "Pa-pa... oooo... oooo... pa-pa... pa-pa... oooo... yaaa... yes papa... yes..."

And her father sucked her breasts, first one and then the other for several minutes. Meanwhile she was being pushed backwards and finally she fell back on the bed. Her upper body was bare, the open blouse having fallen to her sides. Her short skirt was at her waist. She was naked below except for the stockings and the tiny thong. Her father's upper body was bent over her. He was between her thighs, his long hard cock was trying to mash against her loins. Laura knew that if she opened out her thighs a bit more her father's cock would make direct contact against her skimpily covered loins. Do you want me to open out my thighs, Papa?

But before she could do that her father raised himself and, still bent over her, moved his hot mouth to her flat supple tummy. He kissed and licked his way down slowly to her sensitive flesh below the navel.

From there her father looked at her and said, "Let me remove your skirt, Laura."

"Oh Papaaaaaa... nooooo..."

"Lie back and relax, dear... let Papa be nice to you." Her father was already unclasping the wrap-up skirt.

"Papa... the skirt... don't, Papa!"

"Why, Laura? Don't you want to be nice to Papa? For teaching you?"

"Yes, but..."

"If yes, then let me remove the skirt, Laura."

"Why, Papa?"

"As I told you, I want to be nice to you."

"Oh Papaaaaaa..." Inwardly Laura wanted her skirt to be removed. But I can't tell you that, can I Papa? I've to pretend and protest.

Her father was removing her skirt. "Papa... if you take away the skirt... I'll be quite naked."

That's the idea, Laura. I want you naked. "But you still have your stockings and the thong, Laura."

"Yeah, but the thong is so tiny and so transparent, Papa." Hope you enjoy seeing my cunt, Papa. Her father threw the skirt on the floor.

"You look lovely, Laura."

"Oh Papaaaaaa..."

"Your bare body, your shapely thighs in fishnet stockings, and your near-naked loins make you voluptuously sexy... I love your body, Laura."

Yes Papa, love my body. "Oh Papaaaaaa... is it alright for you to see me like this?" Laura knew it was a question of pretension

"Yes, Laura... it's alright for Papa to see your body... it's also alright for Papa to love your body... in special ways."

"How, Papa?"

"By kissing your body, Laura? Would you like that?"

Oh Papa, that will be thrilling! "Is that a proper thing to do, Papa?"

"Yes, dear... your young ripe body needs to be kissed... and licked... and sucked."

"Oh Papaaaaaa..." That will be exciting, Papa.

Her father wrapped his hands around her full shapely upper thighs above the stockings and lowered his mouth to her body below the navel. Laura's body shuddered as her father kissed and licked, and her thighs pressed against the sides of her father's bare body.

Slowly her father's hot mouth worked itself lower down her quivering bare body. Laura was aroused and she was wetting herself, she knew. Oh Papa, are you going to kiss me there?

When her father's mouth reached her pubic mound, Laura shuddered wildly as her arousal intensified. "Papa, don't go any lower... please." But don't listen to me... go and kiss my cunt, Papa.

"I have to, Laura, I have to," her father said, licking and sucking the lowest part of her pubic mound just above her cunt.

"Why, Papa, why?"

"To give your cunt Papa's love, Laura." Immediately her father's mouth locked itself on her cunt. His thick long tongue licked intimately her tender young cunt lips through the tiny transparently wet thong.

"Papaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..." screamed Laura, and wrapped her hands around the back of her father's head. Her hips shuddered, twitched, and jacked up.

Suddenly Laura's conscience troubled her. Oh God! This is oral sex! With my own father! But the temptation to enjoy overrode her conscience.

For one full minute her father licked through the sheer thong and stimulated her cunt, causing Laura's hips to twitch and shudder. Oh Papa, this is so wild!

"Laura, I want to remove your thong."

"Why Papa?"

"I want to lick your naked cunt, darling."

Yes, Papa, yes! But instead she said, "Oh Papa! Do you think it's okay? Isn't it wrong?"

"Do you like it so far?"

"Yes, but..."

"Then it's not wrong, dear. If you like it Papa must give you more of it."

"Yes, but... what will mom say?"

"She doesn't have to know, Laura... what's important is that you enjoy Papa's tongue in you cunt." Yes, Papa that's what I'd like you to do.

"Oh Papa... I don't know what to say... you do what is good for me... but don't tell mom, Papa." Just give me wild pleasure, Papa.

Her father removed her tiny thong, spread apart her shapely thighs and looked closely at her cunt.

"Lovely cunt, Laura... " Her father used his fingers and parted her cunt lips. "Delicious looking, dear... wet and pinkish inside... it's glistening... your young cunt is hungry for Papa's tongue, Laura."

"Oh Papaaaaaa..." I'm glad you like my cunt, Papa.

"Yes, Laura... you have a hot cunt... young and hot... it needs tonguing."

"Papa, why don't just use your fingers like last time?" Ignore what I'm saying, and insist on tonguing my cunt, Papa.

"The tongue is better, Laura. Papa's tongue is good... it's as long as my middle finger and so much thicker... thicker than two or even three fingers... you will love it in your cunt, Laura."

"Papa, I'm worried..." But it's not true... I'm eager for your tongue, Papa.

"Don't be, dear... just relax and enjoy yourself... if it hurts or if it's not nice then tell me... I'll stop."

"Alright, Papa." But I know I'll love it, Papa.

Her father cupped her firm round buttocks and lowered his mouth to her cunt. "Open out your thighs... yes, wider still... good... now I'll tongue you, Laura... hope you enjoy Papa's tongue."

Slowly and lovingly her father licked her naked cunt. The thick, wet, and rough tongue licked her tender cunt lips along the moist slit, up and down, gaining a depth of one inch.

"Hmm... hmm... hmm..."

"Like it, Laura?"

"Hmm... hmm... hmmm..."

"Want Papa to lick some more?"

"Hmm... hmm... hmmmmmm... yes..."

"Thank you for wanting Papa to lick your cunt some more... you are a good daughter... for wanting Papa to do this..."

"Oh Papaaaaaa..." You embarrass me, Papa.

"I love your cunt, Laura... you have a delicious young cunt..." Her father went back to licking along the opening of her cunt. Her hips started to twitch and her thighs quivered as her cunt got stimulated and started to get wetter. Suddenly the tongue started to lash her swollen clitoris all over.

"Papaaaaaa... ooooo... ooooo... ohhhhh... ohhhhh... Papaaaaaa..." The tongue was wild on her clit. Her hips writhed and twisted. Her hands held her father's head at the back and pulled his mouth tighter to her loins.

Laura's arousal became wilder still when her father's mouth locked itself on her throbbing clitoris and sucked it again and again.

"Papa... Papa... Papa... yes... yes, Papa... yes..." Laura kept urging her father to suck her clit. Her hips jacked up pushing her loins eagerly to her father's mouth. Oh Papa, I love the way you suck my clit.

Her father suddenly stopped sucking.

"Why, Papa?"

"Do you want Papa to suck your clit some more?"

"Yes... yes, Papa..." Surely you know I'm loving it, Papa.

Her father's mouthed locked again on to her excited clit and sucked it vigorously. Her hips jacked up again and again as her clit throbbed with delight. Laura held on to her father's head as her body rocked and her thighs shook with wild thrill.

"Papa... oh god... Papa... yes... yes... oooooo... oooooo... Papaaaaaa... yesssss..." Non-stop Laura yelped with delight as her arousal intensified. Suck, Papa, suck... suck me good. And her father sucked her clit really well, not disappointing her.

Papa, are you going to slip your tongue in?

As if he had heard what she was thinking, her father's tongue started to snake into her very wet young cunt.

Pretending to be shocked, Laura asked, "Papa, what are doing?"

To Laura's disappointment, her father raised his head. "Let's get you on the bed... yes, like this. Now lie down on your back... good... bend your legs at the knees and open out your thighs... good... here, let me put a pillow under your buttocks... that's it... your cunt is now raised for Papa."

Laura realized how nakedly she lay. Her stockings covered only up to her mid-thighs. With her blouse opened out completely, and without her thong, she was invitingly naked.

Her father looked eagerly and lustfully at her voluptuous body and smiled at her. She smiled back shyly, but inwardly was happy to be naked for her father.