My Daughter's Dildo - Part 7

“If you like the way my pussy smells,” she said seductively before taking my middle finger into her mouth and sucking it clean, “then you’d probably love the way it tastes.” She looked me in the eye, licked the tip of my ring finger, then sucked it clean as well.

It was a bittersweet experience to witness this indescribably erotic act that my daughter had just performed. On the one hand, seeing her tasting her own pussy juice, and enjoying it as much as she did, was mind blowing all on its own, but to have her sucking my fingers in doing so was beyond sexy. On the down side, I had secretly been planning to sample her intimate flavor myself as soon as I had a few moments alone. My mouth was salivating at the very thought of it. But now her elusive nectar was gone and I couldn’t be sure I’d ever get another chance to taste my little girl.

She must have seen the mix of lust and disappointment in my face. Her hand roamed along her side, over her hip, and down behind her. I heard the wet squish of whatever she was doing back there. She brought her hand up, her first two fingers coated with fresh girl cum. She once again sniffed her own fragrance. Instead of licking them clean herself, as I expected her to, she offered her fingers to me.

I stared at the nearly clear fluid clinging to her fingers unsure what she expected. I sniffed them as she had, taking in the intoxicating aroma of her most private perfume. She smiled at my dreamy reaction, then delicately brushed her fingertips along my lips.

“Don’t you want to taste my pussy, Daddy? It’s okay if you do.” She licked her lips, inducing me to do the same. “I want you to taste me.”

The hint of her flavor left on my lips was enough to convince me it wasn’t worth hiding my desire from her. I opened up and let my sweet Nicole slide her index finger into my mouth. Her touch ran along the top of my tongue and I could taste her. I was as close to tasting my daughter’s pussy as I would ever get. I sucked gently but insistently at her finger trying to extract every bit of her essence.

She firmly tugged that finger away after only a few moments, then fed me the other. A fresh blast of her sensual secretions filled my mouth and I was propelled back to paradise. She let me suck until I’d had my fill. Her lilting giggle brought me back to my senses and I regained enough awareness to be suitably embarrassed for what I’d just done.

“You liked that, didn’t you?” she asked coyly.

“I shouldn’t have done that. I…um…”

“Just because you shouldn’t do something doesn’t mean you can’t like it.” My daughter wrapped her arms around behind my neck and kissed me. Our tongues played against one another, and we shared the lingering flavor of her pussy between us. I hadn’t cum three times in a row since I was in college, but it felt like I was on the edge of doing exactly that.

After “making out” with me for several minutes, Nicole pulled away and kissed the tip of my nose.

“I should probably go clean all this cum off of me.” She looked down at her nude body and dabbed at a few of the larger spots of drying semen on her skin. As she sat up, she noticed my cock. “Wow, Daddy, you’re still hard.” She gave my erection an affectionate tickle. “I hope you’re not going to let that go to waste.”

Nicole looked up at me expectantly. I knew she wanted me to suggest that we continue our play session; perhaps hoping I’d take things further. A part of me wanted to — a big part of me. But I knew I had gone far enough over the line for one night. This thing of ours was complicated enough as it was, and I didn’t want to get in any deeper than I already had.

“Go get cleaned up, sweetheart.” I gripped my hard-on and gave it a stroke. “I won’t let it go to waste. And, don’t worry, I’ll be thinking of you while I’m taking care of things.”

This got a grin out of her. I could tell she was proud of herself for getting me to this state. She stood and stretched her long, lean, naked body in front of me before going to gather her discarded underwear. She made a special effort to bend over with her rear end toward me, taking a little longer than necessary to retrieve her bra and panties from the floor.

“I had fun, Daddy,” she said as she headed out. “I can’t wait till we do it again. G’night.” With that she blew me a kiss and I watched her bare butt scamper out of the room.

I waited until I heard the shower running before I went ahead and began beating off like a man possessed. I tried to conjure every detail of every moment I’d just experienced with Nicole. After cumming twice that evening, I didn’t know if I could really rub out another one. I pounded my cock and thought of her fucking her dildo, taking off her bra, stroking my dick, letting me finger her, and feeding me her pussy juice. My forearm was burning, and my shoulder ached, but that last remembrance did it. I actually got to taste my daughter’s cunt juice.

I grunted and pulled. Every muscle tensed and a thin spittle of jizz squirted out of my dick. Most of it landed on my wrist, but some dribbled down onto my balls. My brain was fuzzy and all the guilt I should have been feeling remained mercifully distant and out of focus.

It was then that I realized that as long as I could remember what happened that night with my daughter I would never again need porn to get myself off. All I had to do now was to make sure things didn’t go any further than they already had. Just as I was about to convince myself I could manage this, Nicole came traipsing in fresh from the shower and still completely nude.

“Almost forgot my cock,” she said as if everything about this was perfectly normal. She plucked up her purple dildo, then noticed how I was slumped in my chair holding my limp dick with cum drooling from the tip. That sly smile of hers was back. “Thanks again for fingering my pussy for me.” She patted her crotch suggestively. “I’m going to be thinking about that when I get back to my room and fuck my toy.”

She gave me a parting wink, just like my mother had after seeing me blow my adolescent load, and once again treated me to a tantalizing view of her ass as she walked away. I had the sinking feeling that my sweet little girl wasn’t going to be content to keep things the way they were. And I was more than certain that I didn’t stand a chance against her.

I was having a hard time falling asleep. Part of it was the nagging guilt over the inappropriate things I had been doing with my daughter, but it was mostly because I was still horny as fuck for her. Knowing that she was in the next room, probably lying in bed naked and awake like me, didn’t make it any easier. To make matters worse, I was more than certain that I could go to her and she’d willingly spread her legs and invite me in. Instead of violating my duty as her father any more that night, I went ahead and jerked off…again. It was fast and rough; a futile effort to exorcise the demons from my fiendish cock. Nothing but a pathetic dribble issued from my overworked dick as I finished, but the fleeting orgasm allowed me to fall into an uneasy sl**p.

I awoke with a warm body next to me. The warm, soft, smooth body of my loving daughter Nicole. She was curled up against my side, her head on my shoulder, and her hand resting atop my naked cock. Her steady breathing told me she was asleep. I didn’t want to move. I wanted to stay like that with her all day. But it wasn’t in the cards.“Wake up, sleeping beauty,” I said and softly nudged her.

She let out a simpering groan, then opened her eyes. A contrite smile quickly followed.

“I got lonely,” she explained as her excuse for being in my bed. She snuggled closer and kissed my shoulder. “Mmm, Daddy has morning wood.” Her hand squeezed my erection.

“Let’s go, young lady, time to get up.”

“But you’re already up.” She gave my cock a few strokes to demonstrate her point. “How about we stay in bed and play for a while?”

“You’re going to be late for school, and I’m going to be late for work.” This little temptress of mine was going to make it impossible to be the kind of father I should be trying to be.

“Fine, you big poop.” She pulled back the covers and got out of bed. All I could do was stare at her bare, flawless body in the morning light. So young, and supple, and fresh. She sashayed out of the room, making sure I got a good look at her sweet little behind as she went.

I rushed through my morning routine and was almost finished getting into my suit and tie when Nicole appeared in my bedroom in nothing but a towel.

“Before I get in the shower, I wanted to give you something.” She came close and took my wrist.

My daughter moved my hand down between her legs and up under her towel. My fingertips grazed her pussy. She was wet down there. It seemed like this girl was in a constant state of arousal.

“We don’t have time…” I protested helplessly.

“This’ll only take a second.” She pushed my hand upward and my first two fingers slipped effortlessly inside of her. “Mmmm, yes,” she moaned and a dreamy look came over her face. She fucked my fingers slowly for a few moments, grinding herself down on them, then pulled my hand away. Nicole sniffed my slickened fingers. “Think of me while you’re at work today, Daddy.”

She went up on her tippy toes, gave me a quick kiss on the lips, then turned and headed for the shower, leaving me standing there stunned and, once again, hard. I was annoyed with her for tormenting me the way that she was, but at the same time I didn’t go so far as to wash her intimate scent from my fingers. When did my darling little girl turn into a cock-teasing vixen?

My day crawled by. I was half in a daze, obsessively sniffing my daughter’s pussy on my fingers every ten minutes. I didn’t hear a word in any of the meetings. I made several phone calls, but couldn’t for the life of me tell you what had been said. Everything was a blur, except for all those crystal clear thoughts of my Nicole.

I got home after one of the more frustrating commutes in recent memory and found her blouse lying on the floor of the foyer as soon as I stepped through the front door. A little further along were her crumpled jeans. I followed the tantalizing trail, hoping that I knew what I’d find at the end. I rounded the corner and there was her bra. A few steps beyond that, lying in the threshold of our living room, were her panties. I stooped to pick them up.

“I thought you’d never get home.” Nicole’s sexy voice sent a shiver of anticipation along my spine.

I looked up and there she was on the sofa, naked, legs spread, feet perched wide apart on the coffee table. She sucked the tip of her purple dildo provocatively. All the petty annoyances of the day melted away with the sight of my sexy little angel waiting for me. My daughter’s bare tits and open pussy were shamelessly being offered up to my lustful gaze. I didn’t have to beg, cajole or bribe her like some fathers might; she wanted this as much as, if not more than, I did.

“Aren’t you going get naked and jerk off with me, Daddy?” she asked, sounding like the innocent cherub I knew she no longer was.

I couldn’t help thinking as I stripped off my shirt and dropped my pants that the road to Hell had to be paved with bad intentions as well as good. I certainly had some bad intentions, and I was most likely going to Hell.

I stood in the middle of our living room nude, my cock jutting out at my daughter, aching for her. Her eyes traveled up and down my body as she teased the tip of her dildo with her tongue.

“I’ll never get enough of seeing you like this,” she said with a self-satisfied little grin. “My daddy’s cock…” she whispered and stared at the prize she’d been waiting for all day.

I felt extremely self-conscious standing there naked and on full display in the uncompromising light of day, but I was also flattered by my daughter’s leering attentions.

She giggled. “You’re already dripping on the carpet.”

I looked down to see a drop of pre-cum fall from the tip of my cock, only to be almost instantly replaced by another bead of fluid. This wasn’t uncommon for me when I was younger, but my cock hadn’t reacted like this in well over a decade.

“This is your fault, you know,” I said accusingly.

“I hope so.” She reached down and spread her pussy lips and I just about lost it right then. “Pretend this is you.” She wiggled her purple dildo at me, then traced it in a serpentine path down between her pert tits, over her taut belly, and between her legs. “This is your cock, Daddy.”

With those breathy words she pushed the dildo against her pink opening. There was a moment of resistance, then it popped inside her with a sudden jolt. I could only imagine how tight my girl’s pussy must be. She penetrated herself deeper with the rubber phallus and I could almost feel her around my own cock. The heat from her pussy would be palpable. The smooth wetness of her inner walls would envelop me. The grasping muscles of her young vagina would pull me in, drawing me to farthest reaches of her intimate self. It was a dreadful longing that I’d never felt for anyone before.

“It feels so good to have you inside me,” Nicole said with a throaty moan. “Stroke your cock, Daddy. Pretend your hand is my pussy and you’re going in and out of me.” She slowly drew the dildo out then filled herself up with it again. “Imagine you’re fucking me.”

I was incapable of doing anything but complying with her directions. I took my severely hard prick in my hand and began stroking at the same pace that the dildo was moving in and out of her pussy. I could almost fool myself into sensing what it must be like to push myself into my daughter’s eager pussy.

“I can’t get over how sexy it is to see you jerking off for me like this.” Nicole scooted down lower on the sofa and began fucking herself faster. “Do you like watching me?”

She knew the answer, but I in turn knew how much it would turn her on to hear it.

“I do, sweetheart. I love watching you.”

“You like seeing me naked?”

“I can’t get enough of it.”

She pumped her pussy noisily with her purple toy while I matched her stroke for stroke.

“You like watching me play with myself? You like seeing your horny little daughter masturbate right in front of you while you jerk off?”

“You’re the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life, I swear. I’m so glad I bought you that dildo. I love the way you fuck yourself with it. You make me want to cum so bad.”

“Oh, Daddy, cum for me! Watch me fuck my pussy and make your cock cum for me!”

We were both going at it wildly by that point. She was holding the dildo with both hands and ramming it into her pussy with a driving passion. My hand was flying up and down my shaft causing my balls to slap violently between my thighs and fist. It felt incredible.

“I’m going to cum!” I called out. “I’m fucking cumming!”

“Me, too!” Nicole cried. “Fuck, yes! I’m cumming, Daddy!”

“Fuuuuck!”

Before she reached her peak my knees all but gave way and I thrust my hips forward with a final burst of carnal exertion. A stream of cum erupted from my cock with a power and velocity I hadn’t witnessed since I was a teen and arced toward my daughter. The leading edge of my rope of semen landed on her knee with the trailing end of it falling down along the length of her shin.

“Shoot your cum, Daddy! Shoot it all over everywhere!”

Nicole was screaming and pulling herself into a tight crunch on the sofa. Her feet came up off the coffee table and her face went red with the vigorous effort she was putting into fucking herself with frenzied intensity.

“Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me, fuck my pussy, fuuuuck meeeee!”

Here expression was that of someone in extreme pain, but I knew she was experiencing the exact opposite. I jerked the last few drops of cum from my cock as I watched my girl orgasm as hard as I’d ever seen a woman orgasm. I was afraid she’d forget to breathe and end up passing out. Finally, she relaxed and gasped for air. Her legs dropped down onto the coffee table and she looked like a rag doll – an incredibly sexy naked rag doll, that is.

“Oh my God,” she said, still winded, “how insanely awesome was that?”

I was pretty sure that was a rhetorical question so I just stood there holding my still-solid erection and gazing at my girl’s wet, swollen pussy. The moments ticked by silently until she suddenly sat up and looked around.

“What time is it?” She twisted and grabbed her phone off the end table. “Oh, shit!” She jumped up and ran over to me, giving me a hurried peck on the lips. “Becca’s going to be here in five minutes. You better clean up all this cum and get some clothes on, Daddy!” She slapped my butt as she ran off toward her bedroom, dildo in hand.

My hard-on wilted in a matter of seconds as I grabbed my pants and began mopping my jizz up off the coffee table and tried to hide the evidence that had sprayed all over the carpet. I hustled to gather up the various discarded articles of clothing, checking out the window to make sure Nicole’s little friend wasn’t coming up the walk and about to catch me with my dick hanging out. I did one final check to make sure I hadn’t missed anything and dashed to my bedroom. Just as I got there I heard the doorbell ring and the front door open.

“Hey, Nic!” I heard Becca call as she let herself in and made her way to the kitchen.