Loving Daddy

"Oh Jesus Christ! Fuck, baby," Connor said as his daughter began to work his cock in and out of her mouth like a pro. He didn't think his cock had ever been as hard as it was in that moment, plunging in and out of Erika's mouth. He was already so close to an orgasm.

"Oh,shit...not so fast..." he said as he reached down and placed his hands on the sides of her face, trying to slow her down a little.
 
She had every intention to furiously fuck her father's cock with her mouth but she smiled as he slowed her down. She knew the slower she went, the more torturous it would be for her father. She lowered her mouth, taking him all inside, slowly sliding it out again, making a loud pop as she took it out. Then she slowly put it back in, inching it in until it disappeared again.
 
Connor groaned as his daughter swallowed his cock again, the head pushing into her throat and his testicles rubbing against her chin. She had slowed down like he'd begged her to do, but it still felt so incredible that he was worried that he was going to cum soon anyway. He knew he should stop her, maybe push her away from his cock, but instead he did the opposite, reaching out and placing his hands on the back of her head, and forcing her to keep his cock in her throat, feeling it throb inside of her mouth.
 
She smiled up at her father as she was on the floor on her knees. Instead of her bobbing her mouth slowly on her father's dick, she stayed completely still. She could feel it throbbing hard in her mouth. God, she could tell he was going to blow at any moment. She cupped his heavy balls in her hand, letting her soft fingers brush across it.
 
With his cock buried in his daughter's mouth and throat, Connor was on the edge of orgasm. Then he felt her hand move up to cup his nutsack and gently stroke it. That was enough to push him over the edge. Groaning Erika's name loudly, he filled her mouth with his white cum, his hands still on the back of her head, forcing her to take the cumshot deep in her throat.

"Jesus Christ, baby," he said as he felt his cock continue to throb, another spurt of cum shooting into his daughter's mouth.
 
She smiled, she never thought her father would be able to cum so much. She swallowed most of it, some dribbled down her lips and over to her chin. She got off the floor and sat on the bed.

"God Dad, you came so much." She smiled. They were definitely going to hell for what they were doing.
 
As Erika swallowed the last of his cum, Connor looked down at the sight of his cock between her lips, two thin lines of cum running from the corners of her mouth down over her chin, and several drops of cum on her breasts. It was one of the most incredible sights he'd ever seen.

"You made me cum so much, baby," he replied as she joined him back on the bed. "I don't think I've ever cum so much before."

"I guess I should return the favor," Connor said with a smile as he pushed her down onto her back, his hand sliding down over her stomach, down between her legs.
 
She smiled as she climbed back up on her father's bed, laying down. She smiled as he started to touch her stomach. Her father would get her to cum, she already knew that. She couldn't help but think what they were doing was wrong. She tried to push that thought away. She watched as her father began to go lower and lower.
 
Connor watched his daughter's face as his hand slipped down over the curve of her mound and between her legs. She was so beautiful, and the look on her face as he began to stroke her clit in small, gentle circles was priceless. He lowered his mouth to her shoulder and kissed her skin, letting his lips travel up to her neck, then down to her breasts, and all the while, he continued to rub her clit, his fingertips beginning to press more firmly with each circle they made.

As he finally slipped a finger down past her clit and between her moist lips, Connor's tongue closed around one of Erika's nipples, roughly curling against it and then pushing over it and back again.
 
"God Dad. I love you so much." She whispered as she started to squirm over her father's bed. She put her hand to his face and kissed his lips deeply, passionately, as if they were lovers..not father and daughter.
 
Connor lost himself for a moment in his daughter's kiss, her soft lips so inviting, her tongue darting gently against his. When he finally regained some measure of awareness, he realized that he was plunging two fingers in and out of Erika's pussy rapidly. He didn't slow down, in fact, he began to finger her even faster as he lowered his mouth back down to her chest, sucking on one of her tits.
 
"God Dad....we can't." She muttered as she quickly got up from her father's bed. This was the bed he used to make love to her mother in before she died. Erika grabbed her shirt and quickly put it on. She felt horrible; she couldn't believe she had fucked her own father. She was disgusting. This was her father, the man who raised her.
 
When Erika pushed him away and climbed out of the bed, Connor was too shocked to say anything at first. Shocked and sure that she was right. They shouldn't be doing this. They shouldn't have done what they'd already done. She was his daughter. He should be trying to protect him from people like him, not taking advantage of her.

"I'm sorry, Erika," he stammered as he slipped off the bed and grabbed for his clothes. "I don't know what I was thinking. Please don't hate me...I...I couldn't stop myself...I..."

Even as he stood there trying to find the right words, he found himself letting his eyes stray across her barely covered body, watching the way her breasts seemed to rise and fall with each breath, the smooth skin of her bare thighs...
 
Erika was disgusted with what they had done. She had fucked her own father by the pool. This was he father who taught her how to ride a bike, learn to read...and they had fucked. And then they were feeling each other in her father's bed. Probably the bed where her mother and father created her.

Erika's tee shirt only went down to her thighs. She heard her father talking but she couldn't listen. What had they done? It was filthy. They fucked like animals..not even love making..pure fucking.
 
Still distraught with the sudden change in his daughter's demeanor, Connor struggled to try to cover his erection and in so doing, hide the shameful reaction of his body to the sight of her half naked body. He couldn't understand how he'd gone from thinking of her as his daughter to thinking of her as a sex object.

"I should go..." he managed to say as he tried to walk past Erika toward the door. As he passed her, his body brushed against hers, and Connor's mind filled with images of his daughter's body, memories of what her pussy tasted like on his tongue, what her breasts felt like in his hands, what her face looked like as she'd climaxed.

Pushing those thoughts aside, Connor made his way to the door, pausing long enough to glance back over his shoulder at Erika...wishing he knew what else to say or do...
 
Erika was stood there. She couldn't bring herself to say anything. This was her father. The father who had raised her but here they had been, fucking the entire afternoon like animals. She walked passed him and went to her bedroom and sat down. She had never experienced something quite so intense, as disgusting as it was. It hurt Erika on some level because her father saw her as some sex thing for his pleasure. Erika wouldn't lie, the sex was phenomenal. It was fucking hot. But she found herself desperately wanting some more...perhaps love making. God, she was fucking twisted.

She sat down on her bed, the thoughts of the last few hours rushing through her head. Her father and she had fucked like animals..by the pool..in the house..feeling each other every chance they had. They probably would have fucked each other on the kitchen table if time allowed.

Erika found herself wanting something more...maybe passionate love making..as disgusting as it sounded.
 
Connor watched helplessly as his daughter left the room. He felt devastated. One minute he was having the most amazing experience of his life, and the next moment, it all came crashing down around him. He needed someone to talk to, but the one person that he would normally talk to when something was bothering him was Erika, but after what he'd done to her, he couldn't imagine that she would want to talk to him.

After several minutes, Connor got dressed and walked to his daughter's bedroom. He found her sitting on the bed, her face unreadable. He didn't say anything at first, but simply stood in the doorway watching her, wondering what she was thinking. Finally he stepped into the room and calmly walked over to the bed and sat down beside her.

"I love you, Erika," he said, his voice soft, as he put an arm around her shoulders and gave her a fatherly squeeze.
 
She had been lost in her own thought for awhile now. She almost didn't hear her father at the door. Her mind was all over the place. She thought about the events of today, how they fucked like rabbits. By the pool..in the bed..their hands all over each other. It was hot sex. Hell, it was probably the best sex she had ever had.

But as she was lost in thought, all she could imagine was her father buried inside her. His manhood inside her warm womanhood. God, she was such a fucking freak. She heard her father sit down on the bed side her.

All she could imagine was making love with her father.God, she really was a freak. She heard her father tell her that he loved her.

"I love you too...." She whispered, although her father probably didn't know how deep that love went.
 
Connor felt at least a small sense of relief when he heard his daughter say that she loved him too. At least he hadn't completely ruined their relationship with his stupidity. With his one arm still around Erika's shoulders, Connor lifted the other hand up to brush her hair from her face, then gently caressed her cheek with the back of his finger.

"I'm sorry if I took advantage of you...I just love you so much, Erika and I guess I let my love for you get all mixed up and become something it shouldn't have..." he trailed off, not sure if what he was saying was helping or hurting. It felt good to have her close, to feel the warmth of her body. It was comforting.

"I just came in to tell you that I'm still your father and I'm still here for you no matter what you need," he said. "That's not going to change. If you want to talk, or just hang out with me, I'll be downstairs on the couch."
 
She found that she had butterflies in her stomach as her father stroked her cheek. She was sick; this was her father. But all she could imagine was having her father buried inside her. He was big..his manhood was so large. Feeling all of him inside her was the most perfect feeling in the world.

"You didn't take advantage of me." She whispered. As much as she tried to forget what they had done, fucking like rabbits, all she thought about was making love with her father, feeling him buried inside her warm womanhood.

"You don't have to go..." She whispered, reaching for his hand. Her other hand touched his hard, well built chest. For a man his age, her father had an amazing body.
 
Connor felt relieved when he heard his teenage daughter say that he didn't need to leave. The last thing he'd wanted was to walk away from her right then. Her hand on his made him relax, her other hand on his chest made his heart start to beat faster. He settled back onto the bed next to her, unsure what she wanted, but determined to give it to her, whatever it was. If Erika needed a father to provide guidance he was going to do that, if she needed a friend to confide in he could do that too...if she needed someone to love her, to caress her, to whisper to her, he could do that...if she just needed someone to fuck her brains out, well, he'd proven he could do that too.

"Have I told you how beautiful you are in the last five minutes?" he said with a smile as he reached up and brushed her hair from her face again, this time his arm brushing lightly against one of her breasts.
 
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