My Daughter's Dildo - Part 6

“I don’t know, honey. It’s bad enough that I’m letting you see my penis like this. I mean, what kind of father would I be if I stroked myself in front of my daughter?”

“You’d be the best father ever,” she said with an aching whimper. Her body writhed on the sofa as she pleaded her case. “You already did it with me once. The sound of you rubbing your cock next to me in the dark that night drove me crazy. I need to see it. I want to see you jerk off so bad, Daddy.”

“Well…if you’re sure that’s what you want.”

“Stop torturing me, Daddy, and do it.” She sounded like she was ready to weep with frustration. “Cum with me. Please…”

I gave in to my little girl, just like I always seemed to. I took a hold of my cock and began stroking it slowly. Nicole licked her lips and fucked herself a little faster. I never had a female fixate of my penis with such worshipful adoration before. It was a big boost to my ego…even if it was my own daughter. “How’s that?”

“Perfect,” she moaned. “This is really happening…I can’t believe we’re doing this…”

I couldn’t believe it either. It’s nothing I ever expected, or ever imagined, I would want so intensely. My daughter and I were watching each other masturbate. She was just across the room in nothing but a bra ramming a vibrating cock into her young pussy, and I was sitting there with my dick out whacking off in front of her. I couldn’t deny that I was failing as a father, but at the time all I could do was be a man. A vulgar, vile, selfish man.

“Jerk off like you really do, Daddy,” she begged. “Jerk your cock the way you do when you really want to cum hard.” Nicole was having a hard time talking and catching her breath and fucking herself all at the same time. She was going at it intensely, plunging the dildo in and out of her cunt with unrestrained desire.

I did as she asked and stopped trying to put up a controlled front. I gripped my shaft harder and began seriously jacking off. Damn, it felt good to just let loose and go for it with her watching me. I’d always been self-conscious about the idea of allowing a woman see me masturbate myself, but somehow I didn’t have any of these qualms about stroking my own dick in front of my horny girl.

“You like that?” I groaned without actually intending to speak.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” she answered immediately. “I love it. I fucking love it!” She was bouncing madly on the sofa, her ass rising up to meet each rapid thrust of her purple dildo. “I want to see you cum, Daddy. Make your cock cum for me!”

I wanted to make it last longer, but the sight of her in the full throes of sexual passion combined with hearing those words coming from my baby’s lips conspired to bring me off in short order.

“Here it comes…” I quickly pulled my shirt up. “This is for you…aaaahhhh!” A thick, white spurt of jizz shot from my cock and landed on my bare belly. I arched up and kept jacking. More cum welled up from my clenching balls and spilled down over my knuckles in a warm flow. “Oh, shit,” I sighed.

“Fuck, Daddy,” Nicole gasped. “I saw it! I saw you fucking cum. Look at it all…oh, fuck!” She pounded herself feverishly without taking her eyes away from the pearly goo oozing down my cock. “I love it, I love it so much, I love your cum, oh fucking fuck!” She lifted her hips and pushed her dildo as deep as she could, letting out a scream of primal release as she did.

I was shocked at how loud she was willing to be in front of me as she orgasmed. She cried out, and moaned, and thrashed as if she had the house all to herself. “Fuck, yes!” she hollered just before her entire body went slack and she fell heavily onto the sofa in a breathless heap.

Neither of us spoke for a time. A car commercial droned on as the light from the TV flickered over her nearly naked body. She slowly slid the dildo from her wet hole. The sound of that simple act was enough to keep my cock throbbing hard despite having just cum. I began to feel uncomfortable. I’d let it happen again. I should have been more disgusted with myself, but I wasn’t able to muster the appropriate amount of self-loathing in that moment. I looked around for something to clean myself with.

“Um…can you toss me the box of tissues?” I asked.

Nicole’s eyes opened partway and she gazed over at me. “No,” she answered simply. “I want you to stay like that.” She regarded me with an amused smirk, apparently enjoying the sight of my semen-covered belly and jizz-coated cock.

After almost a minute she stood. My attention went immediately to the tiny patch of neatly trimmed pussy hair that topped her barely mature slit. As she walked toward me she reached behind and unfastened her pretty little bra. It fell away, revealing her small, but perfectly shaped breasts. Nicole’s pink, puffy areolas were those of a budding young girl, but the rest of her was that of a sexually adept woman.

I sat dumbly in my chair not knowing how to react to her brazen approach. I wanted her to keep her distance, but I also wanted her close. She paused in front of me, then moved to sit on my lap.

“Don’t, honey…ah, you’ll get my mess on you.”

She smiled and climbed onto me, curling up like she used to when she was little.

“I don’t mind,” she purred and nuzzled her cheek against my shoulder. Nicole had her feet drawn up as she settled her naked self into me like we were made to fit together.

I didn’t dare move for fear of breaking the spell of the moment. There was an intimacy between us like I’d never felt with any other woman before. My heart ached at the perfection of it. After a few quiet moments she extended a finger and touched a gob of sperm-laced semen running down over my skin. She made small circles, smearing it around, then lifted that finger to her nose. She sniffed at it and moaned ever so quietly.

“This feels really weird, doesn’t it?”

“Um…” I wasn’t sure which way I should go. “A little bit, yeah.”

“I mean, you just saw me totally go nuts on myself with a dildo.” She dabbed her finger back into the thinning pool of cum sliding its way gradually down my stomach. “And the whole time I was getting off to watching you jack off your gorgeous cock.”

“When you put it that way, weird might be an understatement.”

“I know I’m not supposed to feel this way about it because you’re my dad and all, but I never got so turned on with anyone else before.” Her finger traced a spiral path lower until she was twirling the fringe of my pubic hair. “It was pretty good with Steven, and a couple of the other boys I fooled around with before him, but nothing like this.”

“Maybe it’s not a good idea to compare–”

“But that’s just it,” she interrupted softly, “there is no comparison.” She kissed the space between my collar bone and my throat. The sensation this sent up my spine was patently criminal. “Steven jerked off for me once, and it was nice, but nothing like what we just did. Daddy, you have no idea how hard you just made me cum.”

“I don’t know if I can take all the credit,” I said, sounding like a bumbling schoolboy. “You were doing most of the work over there all by yourself.”

“Oh, please,” she responded with a tempting lilt. “I’ve been doing that almost every day since my dildo came in the mail, and it was never as intense as just then. There’s for sure something seriously wrong with me.” As she said this her finger found the tip of my cock.

I held my breath, not knowing how I should react. My daughter’s delicate touch glided playfully along the length of my cum-slicked piss hole. It was the most exquisite sensation I had ever experienced up until that point in my life.

“If that’s the case,” I managed to CH*KE out, “then I guess there’s something seriously wrong with me, too.” I felt her snuggle her naked tits tighter against me as I spoke and could barely get the next words out. “I think you’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, Nicole. I know you’re my daughter and that I shouldn’t think about you that way, but I can’t help it.”

“So what are we going to do?” All the fingers of her hand were now twirling languidly around the head of my cock, lightly teasing me to blissful distraction.

“I don’t know. What do you think we should do?”

I should have taken the initiative and told her we had to dial it back, but I wanted to hear her say that she wanted more. I could still tell her no, but I wanted to at least hear it.

“Right now, I think you should touch my ass,” she whispered, taking my hand and placing it on one of her firm butt cheeks.

I couldn’t resist squeezing it. “Oh, God, that feels nice.”

“Mmm, I agree.” She leaned her head down and feathered several kisses over one of my nipples. “I’m not going to lie, Daddy, I totally want you to fuck me.”

Those words shot through me like pure adrenaline laced with a double dose of Viagra. I wasn’t able to form an intelligible response.

“But,” she went on, “I know you probably wouldn’t want to do that with me.” Little did she know I was a heartbeat away from throwing her down on the floor and fucking the living daylights out of her right then and there. “So I was hoping we could at least play with ourselves together some more.” Nicole wrapped her hand around my hard-on and gripped it tight. “How does that sound, Daddy?” She began stroking my cock. “If we just masturbate with each other?”

I couldn’t hold back the moan that the feeling of my girl’s hand working up and down my shaft elicited. She obviously took this as a yes and began jerking me faster. The motion of her body caused her pert little butt to wiggle under my hand. My fingers naturally gravitated into the cleft of her ass, then inward toward the wet heat of her sex.

“Touch me, Daddy,” she groaned softly. “Touch me there. I want you to.”

It was something I should never have even entertained in my most twisted fantasies, much less actually considered doing, but it was impossible to resist her pleas. My fingers slowly worked their way into the space where her thighs came together. I could feel the pliant swell of her outer lips. There was the barest hint of roughness where she’d shaved herself. I slid my touch forward to where the lips of her inner labia protruded from her slit. They were delicate little wings of flesh, slick with her excitement.

“Oh, God, you’re doing it.” Nicole kissed and sucked the side of my neck, never slowing her pumping stroke. “You’re touching my pussy for real. It feels so good, Daddy. Keep going.”

“I don’t think I should,” I protested weakly. “What happened to only masturbating together?”

“That’s all we’re doing.” She deftly twisted her fist around my cock as she stroked. “I’m masturbating you, and you’re going to masturbate me.”

“Can’t argue with that logic,” I mumbled, readily giving in to her once again. I pressed my finger along the smooth length of her well-lubricated pussy until my touch reached her stiff little nub.

“Ohhh!” Her whole body jolted on my lap. “That’s my clit.”

“I know what it is,” I chuckled. “It’s been a while, but your old man still knows his way around a pussy.”

“It’s only that it doesn’t seem like it can be happening.” Her teeth nibbled at my neck and shoulder. “My dad is touching my fucking clit right now.”

“And right now my daughter is holding my dick in her hand.”

She let out a purring moan. “I’m doing more than holding it,” she said giving me a couple of hard jerks. “I’m making it cum.”

“You sure are, darling.” It was like I’d been transported to a new reality where all my past expectations were meaningless and I had no clue what might come next. “Damn, your pussy feels so good…”

“I like the way you touch me, Daddy.” She sucked at my earlobe. “No boy has ever made me feel like this before.” Nicole slowed her pace, tugging me in rhythm with my circling strokes around her sensitive clit. “You can put your finger inside me, if you want,” she offered in a kittenish voice.

“Is that what you want me to do?”

“Yes.” She giggled, knowing she wasn’t going get anything past me that easily. “I want to feel you inside of me.” She jerked a little faster. “I want you to finger fuck me, Daddy. Please…”

How could I deny my little girl? I let my middle finger zig-zag deliberately along the inner recesses of her blossoming womanhood to her pulsating opening. Her breath chattered out of her in anticipation as my finger dawdled around the rim of her receptive vagina.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” I said in a raspy admonition that lacked any conviction.

“No, we shouldn’t,” Nicole agreed and grasped my shaft harder. “But we need to. I need this, Daddy. And I think you do, too.” Her lips found mine and we kissed.

As her tongue played its way into my mouth, my finger penetrated her for the first time. I was inside her. Her pussy convulsed and clasped tight around my middle finger. There was no longer any question about it: I was officially molesting my daughter — and it felt amazing.

“Oh, Daddy, yes!” She gasped with her mouth pressed against mine. “Oh, fuck, yes, deeper!”

We kissed like passion-crazed lovers as she pleasured me and I pleasured her. I could feel every contour of my daughter’s slick inner walls. The muscular strength of her young vagina all but pulled my finger deeper inside. It had been so long since I’d known this heavenly sensation. The fact that I was fingering my own daughter made it more terrible and wonderful than anything I’d ever done before.

“Is that okay like that?” I asked, worried I was pushing things too far.

“One more…” she panted.

“Huh?”

“Put another finger in me, Daddy.”

I pulled my hand back far enough to add my ring finger to the mix, then eased both fingers back into her hole. Nicole threw her head back and let out a happy squeal. I guess she was more than okay with it like that.

“I love it, I love it, I love it,” she chanted joyously.

I knew that she’d had sex with her boyfriend Steven, and I certainly knew that she’d fucked the dildo I got for her on many occasions, but I was surprised at how tight she was despite this. I couldn’t imagine getting anything with more girth than my two fingers comfortably inside her pussy. Not that I was intending to, of course; it was simply an idle observation.

“Let’s cum at the same time,” Nicole insisted, never letting up for a second on my dick. “Tell me when you’re going to shoot and I’ll try to cum with you.” Her eyes flashed with lascivious enthusiasm. “When you start getting close, move your fingers in and out of my pussy really fast, okay?”

She had always been bossy as a little girl, so I shouldn’t have been surprised that she was the same when it came to sex. Nicole spit on the palm of her hand and went right back to jacking me off. She watched my face with gleeful expectation, biting her lower lip in the cutest way. I pumped my two fingers in and out of her, turning my wrist slightly as I did in an effort to hit her g-spot. The moment was beyond surreal, but I didn’t want it to end.

After another minute of increasingly intense mutual masturbation, I felt that welcomed tingle in my balls. I dutifully increased the pace of my fingering as instructed. Nicole’s eyes went wide and her smile grew. She knew it was time.

“Are you going to cum for me, Daddy?” Her hand continued moving steadily, and she began humping back against my thrusting fingers. “You gonna shoot a nice big load for me?”

“Yes,” I moaned. As strange as it was to listen to my little girl talking dirty like that, it was also the hottest thing I’d ever heard. “I’m going to cum.”

“Me, too, Daddy,” she whimpered. “You’re fucking my pussy so good right now. Fuck me, Daddy, fuck my pussy!”

That did it. “I’m cumming!” I blurted out. “Oh, shit, yes!”

“Faster, Daddy!” she begged. “Yes, like that! Ah, ah, ah…fuuuuuck!”

My daughter’s pussy clenched tight around my two pounding fingers just as my balls contracted and a spray of jizz shot up between us. Nicole was laughing and screaming with pleasure as her orgasm rippled through her lithe body while my semen splattered her tits and tummy. It was almost another minute before she’d worked out every spasm, shiver, and thrilled shudder. Finally she relaxed, naked and contented, in my lap.

She rested her cheek against my chest and sighed a happy sigh. Her hand remained wrapped around my softening cock. I began to slip my fingers from her pussy, but she quickly protested.

“No, Daddy, leave them in there. I like how it feels.” She wiggled her butt a little to demonstrate her point. She gently massaged my semi-hard penis for a while before speaking again. “That’s the first time anyone’s made me cum using just fingers. I mean, other boys have fingered me before, and it usually felt nice, but you’re the only one who’s ever done it that good.”

It was juvenile, I know, but I couldn’t help feeling proud of myself for this. “Well, sweetheart, there are some benefits to being old and experienced.”

“You’re not old,” she said nudging me. “But I guess the experience thing does make a big difference.” She played her finger over the tip of my cock, spreading around the remnants of jizz left there. “Mmm, I love the way your cum smells, Daddy.” She inhaled deeply. “It just smells like…sex. Like real, man sex. Know what I mean?”

“Not really,” I chuckled, “but I will admit that I have been admiring your scent.”

“Ewww.” She smiled against my chest. “Are you able to smell my pussy now?”

I sniffed the air. “Oh yeah.” I sniffed again. “I wouldn’t be surprised if the neighbors could smell it after all that.”

“Stop it!” she cried playfully, pinching one of my nipples in retaliation.

She reached back and took a hold of my wrist, then slowly drew my hand away until my fingers slipped free of her warm hole. She brought my hand up near her face and sniffed her own wet juices.