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 Title: A Daughter's Wet Mouth


Summary: Taylor begins her last summer at home by sucking off Daddy.


Keywords:inc,fic,erotic,hot,blowjob



   The whole ride to the beach with her father, Kent, Taylor could barely
sit still.  She'd just turned eighteen a week ago, but she still got so
jittery being alone with her father.  It didn't seem right at her age to
feel so nervous about things like wearing her new bikini in front of him
for the first time.  Her mother would probably flip out if she saw it
despite her being an adult now, but Taylor was a shameless Daddy's girl, so
she was counting on his usual loving support and kindness.  He always just
told her she was beautiful no matter what.

   Besides, he was the only one she really wanted to like how she looked.
It wasn't anything she'd admit to her friends when they were wandering
around at the mall last weekend, but it was one of the first things she
thought about.  The one exception was her friend, Kendra.  Kendra was a
huge daddy's girl just like Taylor, although Kendra's dad was divorced and
hardly ever said anything when she wore something none of their other
friends would get away with.  In fact, since her mother had left, Kendra
said her father didn't even bother trying to hide it when he checked out
her boobs or butt.

   Kendra even bragged to Taylor that her father got hard-ons when she
tested the limits of what she could get away with wearing.  Taylor didn't
know if she believed it, though.  The petite brunette was the same age, and
they were best friends, but Kendra said a lot of wild things Taylor wasn't
sure she should believe, even bragging how big her father's cock looked
when he got hard in his pants.

   Taylor started thinking she should probably have shown her new bikini to
her father before they left the house and made sure he didn't mind her
wearing anything that skimpy.  She could have called him into her room and
done it without her mother or older brother, Kyle, knowing.  But she still
would've had to put it on.  Just showing it to him on a hanger wouldn't
work.  At least this way they'd already be there and no one would force her
to change.  She knew he wouldn't tell her to change, but she was a little
afraid of shocking him.  But when she was being honest with herself, she
was excited as much as afraid.

   On the other hand, Taylor didn't know how she could wear anything like
that in public.  When she tried it on in her room and checked herself in
the tall mirror on the inside of her closet door, she saw how it left her
butt almost entirely bare.  There were plenty of girls who wore things like
that on public beaches, but she wondered if they all felt as nervous as she
did.

   It was the first really nice beach day of the season, and it was sure to
be crowded.  At least a hundred strangers would see her.  But she was
counting on the fact that there would be a hundred other girls in scant
bikinis and she could just blend into the crowd and no one would really
notice her.  Except her dad.

   One problem for Taylor was being taller than a lot of her friends, and
then also having a thick, round booty that wouldn't go away no matter how
much she tried to exercise.  Plus, her boobs were now filling C cups.  She
liked having big boobs, though.  It felt good to play with them.  Her
nipples were sensitive enough to give her a wet pussy when she handled
them, and she could tell a lot of people liked looking at them.  She'd even
caught her father sneaking peeks at them and that made her feel incredibly
proud.

   She looked at them in the mirror and played with them practically every
day, imagining the big, strong hands of a man like her father rubbing and
feeling them.

   "You okay, sweetie?" her father asked suddenly.

   "Huh?  Oh, yeah sure.  Why?"

   "Just that you've been really quiet, sweetie.  You'd let me know if
anything was wrong, right?"

   "Course I would, Dad."

   "Good girl."

   He glanced at her with that smile of his that always made her skin feel
so warm.  She smiled back and then looked forward, afraid of him figuring
out what she was thinking like he did so often.

   "Did you take that from your mother's closet?" he asked after another
minute or two.  He was nodding at the short sarong she was wearing as a
cover-up, and she had, in fact, helped herself to it from her mother's
wardrobe.

   "She doesn't wear it anymore," she justified.

   Kent smiled again.  "She probably doesn't even remember owning it," he
chuckled.  "Don't worry.  I won't rat you out.  I haven't seen that T shirt
before," he added curiously.

   "Oh, um, I got it last week at the mall."

   "Oh, right," he remembered.  "Kendra was with you that day, if I
recall."

   "Yup.  Why?"

   "Oh, no reason," he replied a little cagily.

   The T shirt he was noticing was a cropped T with a wide neck that fit
loosely around her middle.  Kendra had pointed out she could show her belly
and waist without attracting too much attention to her boobs.  But why was
her dad mentioning her?  Before she could think of a way to find out, he
was pulling the car into the town beach parking lot.

   There weren't too many cars yet, so they were able to get a spot close
to the path onto the beach.  As they carried their things onto the sand,
Kent asked his daughter if she wanted to find a spot close to the snack
stand, but she told him she wanted to be farther away from the thickest
part of the crowd.

   "Okay, sweetie," he said, putting his free hand on her shoulder.  "But
in a couple of hours it'll be crowded everywhere."

   "Yeah, but maybe we'll be leaving by then."

   "You don't want to stay all day?"

   Taylor shrugged.  "I dunno.  I guess we can see."

   "It's up to you, sweetie.  We've got the whole day together if that's
what you want."

   Taylor smiled.  It was the best she'd felt all day.  She almost forgot
about having to take off her cover-up in just a few more minutes when they
decided on a spot.  Her dad always had a way of making her feel loved, even
those rare times he was scolding her.  Her mother and brother she wasn't so
sure about.  She got along with them okay, but sometimes they could be so
aggravating.

   "I love that, Daddy," she replied, grinning.  "Maybe we could go have
burgers or ice cream later.  Or we could go to a movie."

   "Your choice today," he smiled.  "You'll be going away to college soon
and you won't be my little princess anymore, so I want us to spend us much
time together as we can this summer."

   "Daddy, I'll always be your princess," she insisted.

   He put his hand on her shoulder again but kept it there this time as
they walked far enough down the beach to be well away from other people. 
"I hope it's okay we stop by my office just for a bit later, okay?  I only
need about a half hour to finish up something from Friday afternoon."

   "I don't mind."

   She actually liked going into her father's office.  Especially on the
weekend when there was almost never anyone else there.  She liked seeing
that side of him, and sometimes when he was working on something Taylor
imagined she was his secretary or assistant, and that she was incredibly
important to him.

   "Thanks, princess, you're the best."

   On that, he pulled her closer so their sides were touching as they
walked down the beach.  It was the closest Taylor ever felt to having a
boyfriend.  A real one.  Plenty of the guys at school wanted to be her
boyfriend, but she didn't want some jerk who'd paw her body and then tell
all his friends about it.  Taylor might've just turned eighteen, but she
knew what she wanted, and she wanted someone who loved and respected her
like her father did.  If she could have her way, he would be the only
boyfriend she'd ever need.

   They finally got to a spot they both liked, and Kent laid out their
large beach blanket and set their bag down on top of it.  He was already
wearing his trunks and just pulled off his shirt and sat down.  Taylor
tried not to stare.  Her dad kept in really good shape, and he had muscles
just like in the pictures she'd seen of him when he was younger. 
Personally, she thought he was way better looking now.

   She just sat down on the blanket and hesitated over taking off her T
shirt and sarong.  It was a relief her dad didn't seem to notice.  Finally,
she took off her T shirt just to see how he reacted to the top before
revealing the rest.

   She tried to act as casually as she could, but she could tell her father
was noticing that her new bikini top was skimpier than anything she'd worn
before.  His eyes were going all over her boobs, but he didn't say
anything. If he was surprised, he wasn't letting it show, but it made her
heart beat faster when he looked at her boobs.  It was impossible not to
wonder if he'd like feeling them as much as her mom's huge ones.

   Since no one was close enough to really see her, Taylor started to relax
about wearing her new suit in front of her father.  Maybe this wouldn't be
as scary as she'd thought.  Either way, it was worth it.  She had to know
if he would look at her the Kendra said her dad did.

   Finally, Taylor pulled off her sarong and revealed the bottom.  It was
extremely skimpy, but at least it covered her whole pussy mound.  Even so,
she'd shaved extra carefully that morning just in case.  The back part
wasn't supposed to fit like a thong, but her cheeks were so big and round
it kept riding up and exposing them.  She didn't know how she could ever
stand up in front of her father now, even though she was dying to let him
see her.  What she didn't count on was having the scant bikini make her
feel like her ass was enormous.

   Kent didn't say anything for a couple of minutes.  Taylor noticed him
looking at her plenty of times, but he was acting like everything was
perfectly normal.

   "That's a lot smaller than your last bikini," he finally pointed out. 
"You better cover up those tan lines with sun block.  I don't want you to
burn."

   "Oh, um, yeah, okay."

   She took a couple of minutes to put the cream on the white parts in
front, but then when it came to the back she hesitated.  Usually, either
her mother or father would help, but this was a very different situation
with most of her big, round ass hanging out.

   "Ready for me to help with the back?" her father asked.

   She didn't expect him to, but it was what they'd been doing for years.
Taylor tried not to make a big deal out of it, but her heart was pounding.
She was dying for him to see her, but she was also so worried he wouldn't
like her body.  It wasn't as if she were overweight, just that she had much
thicker curves than her friends.  Sometimes she wished she could disappear,
but despite her fears, she rolled onto her stomach to let her father help
with the lotion.  She could feel the way the ill-fitting bikini was riding
into her butt crack and knew almost all of her ass was now exposed to her
dad.

   He was silent for a long time, but finally she felt his hand going
carefully over the newly exposed areas of skin that hadn't seen the sun
before.  He usually did a much quicker job, but today his hand was slow and
careful.  Maybe he thought her ass was fat and gross to touch.  Suddenly
she broke into tears.  Within a second, her father was lying beside her
with his hand on her back, lining their faces up so they could see each
other closely.

   "Princess, what's wrong?

   "I'm gross, aren't I?  I never should've let Kendra talk me into getting
this bikini."

   "Oh, my sweet little baby," Kent said in a soothing tone as he rubbed
his daughter's nearly naked back.  "That's not true at all."

   She sniffled, but already started to feel better.  "Really?"

   "Definitely.  You're the most beautiful girl I ever saw, princess, and I
mean that."

   "Thank you, Daddy." She smiled happily.  "But can I ask you something?"

   "Of course, baby, anything."

   "Is my butt gross?"

   Her father sighed deeply.  "Not at all, sweetie.  Actually, it's
really...well, nice."

   "It is, Daddy?  Is it really nice?"

   "It's amazing, sweetheart.  But I probably shouldn't be telling you
things like that."

   "I like it," she purred.  "It makes me feel pretty."

   "You are pretty," he said.

   He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, much closer to the corner of her
mouth than he ever kissed her before.  Then he sat up again and went back
to work creaming the white portions of the girl's round ass cheeks.  He
didn't hurry like usual, but he wasn't being careful anymore, and he
actually took extra time massaging her butt with his creamy fingers. 
Taylor thought her heart would explode having him touch her like that.

   "Baby?  Does your mother know you got this bikini?" he asked after a
while, his hands still kneading and squeezing her ass even though he'd
already spread the cream everywhere she needed it.  His hands were driving
her crazy, and if he didn't stop soon her young pussy was going to soak
through her bottom.

   "No, Daddy, she doesn't know.  Are you gonna tell her?"

   "No, baby.  We can just keep this between you and me.  I know you're all
grown up now, but I don't think you should wear it out unless I'm here with
you, okay?"

   "I don't mind." She smiled.  His hand felt so good she hoped he'd never
stop rubbing her.  She was past the point of caring if he saw her bikini
get soaked with her juices.  "Daddy?  Can you make sure the backs of my
legs are covered, too?  I'm not sure if I really got it everywhere."

   "Of course, baby."

   He massaged her ass a little while longer, but then put more lotion on
his hands and started rubbing up and down the back of one leg.  It felt
almost as good as when he was rubbing her ass, but then he started rubbing
the inside of her legs and going up so high he almost touched her pussy. 
She kept hoping he would, even just by accident, but she was also relieved
he didn't.

   The way she was starting to feel, one surprise brush of his hand over
her pussy and she might not be able to keep from moaning out loud.  And no
matter how hard she was trying, she couldn't help letting a couple of yummy
whimpers escape.  She just hoped her father didn't hear them.

   Kent finally finished, and Taylor was disappointed to feel him stop
rubbing her legs.  She lay on her stomach a while, but before long she sat
up.  Her father was lying on his back.  She took a minute to see if she
could make out the shape of his cock through his trunks, but they were too
baggy.

   "I'm thirsty," she finally said.

   "There's water in the cooler, princess."

   "Water sounds boring," she pouted.

   Kent sat up and chuckled.  "How about we go to the snack bar and get
something else?"

   "Yes!  Just let me put on my sarong."

   She stood up and started to wrap her cover-up around her hips, but then
her father suddenly grabbed her wrist and quickly pulled it off her.  The
sudden move made the girl gasp softly.  Then she looked in surprise at him
to find him looking at her with an expression that seemed so devious it
made her nipples go hard.

   "Sweetheart?  Do you really want to know if you have a pretty butt?"

   What he was suggesting took a minute to sink in, but then she realized
her dad was actually encouraging her to walk all the way to the snack bar,
past dozens and dozens of people, with her ass cheeks hanging out of her
skimpy bottom.  She felt her face flush hot.  His idea was scary but
exciting at the same time.  Finally, a huge, devilish grin broke across her
face.

   "Yeah, let's try it," she said, trying to sound less excited than she
really was.  "But you better hold my hand the whole way."

   "And why wouldn't I want to hold hands with the prettiest girl on the
beach?" he said, taking her hand into his much larger one.

   Taylor never got tired of hearing her father say she was pretty, and she
walked with him down the beach with her head held high and her perky boobs
pushed proudly forward.  She felt like she was with the most handsome man
anywhere, and as they got closer to the steadily growing crowd, she spotted
a lot of men and boys turning their heads to look at her.

   "See?" her father told her with a proud smile.  "All those guys think
you have a sexy butt."

   Taylor couldn't contain her giggles at the mention of the word sexy. 
She couldn't believe her father even said it, especially in relation to
her. With her dad holding her hand, she didn't mind knowing all those
people were looking at her half naked ass.  She was even getting excited
from it, especially the way her father was growing bolder and bolder about
the way he kept looking at her too.  He wasn't even trying to hide the way
he was looking down at the tops of her tits, watching them wobble as she
walked.

   The pretty eighteen-year-old couldn't remember when she felt this good,
and it was all thanks to her awesome dad.  She felt so lucky, and he made
her feel so special.

   "I bet some of these people think I'm your girlfriend," she told him
quietly with a giggle.

   "I'd be the luckiest guy in the world to have you for a girlfriend," he
replied, and then he put his arm around her and walked her the rest of the
way to the snack bar.

   The day was turning out better than Taylor ever hoped.  When they
finally got back to their blanket, her father actually gave her ass a
playful squeeze.  She shrieked in surprise, but at the same time she was
surprised at how good it made her feel.

   "Now do you believe me?" Kent said as they sat back down.  "You have a
sexy ass, baby girl."

   "Dad, it really means a lot to me that you think so.  And I don't mean
having you just say that to make me feel good."

   The girl realized she was blushing, and her father was grinning proudly.
She knew he'd never say things like this in front of her mother, but he was
being so sweet and sincere that she believed him completely.  Plus, there
was the way he was looking at her.  It made her a little nervous, but she
felt excited at the same time.

   "You're a really beautiful girl," he told her seriously.  "And I hate to
say it, but you're just so sexy, too."

   "Why would you hate to say that?"

   "Because it means lots of guys are going to be checking you out, and
even though I'm your father it makes me feel jealous."

   "Aww, Daddy, that's the sweetest thing you could ever say.  And I don't
care what anyone else thinks.  You're the one who really matters."

   "You're a sweet girl," he told her with a sigh.

   A minute or two later Kent told his daughter he should probably put more
sun block on her since those newly exposed areas were still so pale.

   "Oh, sure, yeah," the girl replied, instantly lying down on her stomach.
She had butterflies this time as she waited for her father's hands to rub
lotion on her legs and ass cheeks.

   This time, her father's hands were firmer than before.  He wasn't just
rubbing lotion over her legs and the exposed parts of her ass, he was
massaging her flesh and making every nerve in her body tingle like she
never felt before.  She didn't try stopping the sighs and moans coming from
her.  All she could think about were her dad's big, strong hands rubbing
inside her legs and over her cheeks.  It was making her smooth young pussy
feel so hot, and she never wanted him to stop.

   He even slid his fingers under the edge of her bikini bottom and kneaded
her whole butt cheeks, and when he did she couldn't help moaning out loud.
It was one of the most amazing things she ever felt.

   "Do you like having your father massage you like this, sweetheart?"

   "Oh, yes, Dad.  I love it.  I wish you could do it all the time."

   "I wish we could too, baby.  But maybe we could find some special time
to ourselves for nice things like this before you go away in the fall."

   "Oh please, Dad, yes.  I'd love that.  Your hands feel so good."

   "You feel really good, too, princess."

   But then he stopped, and Taylor looked up at him with a pout.  "Why are
you stopping?"

   "The beach is getting more crowded, honey.  And this is something we
should keep just between us."

   Taylor sat up, feeling disappointed until she saw what her father had in
his baggy swim trunks.  His dick was big and hard and making a huge bulge.
She couldn't help gasping in surprise and staring.

   "Is that because of me?" she asked, amazed.

   "Yes, baby, I'm afraid it is.  Sorry."

   "Oooh, don't be sorry.  I can't believe you think I'm that pretty.  Can
I see it, Daddy?  Please?"

   Her father smiled and rolled his eyes comically.  He looked around to
make sure no one was watching them, and then he subtly grabbed the leg of
his suit and pulled it just high enough to let the head and first couple
inches of his cock show.  Taylor gazed at it in awe.  She reached out to
touch it without asking, but her father quickly pulled the leg of his
trunks down.

   "Not here, sweetie," he said.  "Maybe we'll have a chance later at
home."

   Taylor had no choice, but she was still burning up with the idea of
touching her father's cock.  After a while, they packed up their things and
went to the car so they could stop at Kent's office.  Taylor had all but
forgotten about stopping for burgers.  Her mind was completely on her
father's excited dick and the way she felt when he was playing with her
ass. By the time they reached his office building her pussy felt so hot it
was driving her crazy.

   Already, the father and daughter duo had crossed into new territory in
their relationship, and they were laughing and talking the whole way.  When
they got to Kent's office, Taylor playfully sat on her father's lap behind
his big desk and put her arms around his neck.

   "If I were your secretary would you let me sit on your lap?" she
giggled.

   "Hmmm, only on days you wore your bikini to work," he replied with a
laugh.

   Taylor laughed.  "You're the boss, so I'd have to wear anything you told
me."

   "Hmm," her father smiled deviously.  "What if the boss told you not to
wear things, too?"

   The girl's eyes grew wide and so did her grin.  "I'd have to do whatever
you say, boss."

   "You're hired." And with an eager look in his eye, the girl's father
pulled her sarong loose.  She lifted her ass off his lap so he could pull
it free.  Then he dropped it on the floor and tucked his hand between her
legs, gently kneading the inside of her thigh.  Taylor gasped slightly, but
her heart was racing with excitement and her pussy was getting that warm,
buzzy feeling she had on the beach when he was massaging her.

   "See?  I'd be a good secretary for you and do whatever you say."

   "You're doing a perfect job so far, but what if the boss ordered you to
take off your T shirt, too?"

   The girl gave her father a naughty smile and quickly pulled her T shirt
off over her head.  The way he was looking at her now was making her heart
race even more.  His eyes were going everywhere and she didn't feel at all
embarrassed.  Just incredibly excited.  It was one thing to wear her new
bikini on the beach, but sitting on her dad's lap in his office was
completely different.  Her father had a look of true amazement in his eyes
as he studied the girl's shape and curves, and it made Taylor feel
beautiful.  At the same time, his cock was starting to get big and hard
again, and she could feel it nudging against her barely covered ass.

   "You're definitely the sexiest and most beautiful secretary your dad's
ever had," he told her.

   "Thank you, Daddy," she replied, even though her voice wasn't working
right at the moment and it came out more like a whisper.

   "You're perfect, princess."

   He then kissed the tip of her boob through the material of her bikini
top and brought his hand from between her legs and started touching the
other one, rubbing her nipple through the fabric with his fingers.  Taylor
thought her heart was going to explode with excitement.  She could barely
speak now, and she didn't want her father to stop what he was doing for
anything.  Her imagination was going wild as she wondered how far he was
going to go, but as long as he just kept going she didn't care.

   She wanted everything.  His dick kept getting bigger and harder against
her butt, and she couldn't help thinking about that glimpse of it he gave
her back on the beach.  She was dying to see more, and touch it the way
she'd wanted to.  Now that they were in the privacy of her father's office,
she was hoping he would let her play and explore like she always dreamed.
She wanted to ask again, but the way he was kissing and playing with her
boobs now, even through her bikini, was making her squirm.

   Suddenly he pulled his face up and looked at her.  His hands went behind
her and started to untie the string holding her top in place.

   "Baby, if you were my secretary I'd want to see those beautiful tits."

   Taylor could hardly believe her father said it out loud.  It seemed
impossible to breathe as he pulled her bikini top off and dropped it on the
floor on top of her sarong, fully exposing her pert boobs.

   "My god," her father whispered.

   He looked so amazed as he stared at the girl's naked tits, scooping them
up into his big hands and feeling them up with a firm grip.  Her nipples
never felt so hard, and the dainty little slit between her thighs was
burning up.

   "Oh, Daddy," she sighed.  She was so happy and excited to have her
father finally exploring her sensitive young boobs.  He was just as excited
if the way his big dick was pulsating against her butt was any indication.

   The next thing she knew, her father was pulling her face toward his, and
he kissed her mouth, surprising her by how gentle and yet forceful he was
all at the same time.  The excited eighteen-year-old could feel so much
love and desire in the way her father kissed her.  It felt like more than a
kiss, like he was taking ownership of her tender, young mouth.  At the same
time, his hand was exploring her exposed boobs.  When he started playing
with her nipples she thought she was going to explode.

   The girl's pussy was on fire and beginning to soak through her skimpy
bikini bottom.  She couldn't sit still, squirming in her father's lap as
she ground her ass against the rock-hard bulge in his swim trunks.  And it
seemed the more she whimpered and squirmed, the deeper he kissed and the
more aggressive his roaming hand was getting.  After a while, his hand
moved down from her tits to between her thighs.  His fingers rubbed at her
aching pussy mound through her bottom, forcing her to gasp straight into
his mouth.  But it wasn't long before his fingers were moving her bikini
aside and rubbing the wet, swollen lips of her pussy.

   Taylor was in heaven.  She never imagined her hottest fantasy would ever
come true, but every second going by was better and better than any dream
she could have had.  When her father slipped the tip of his finger inside
her creamy hole she had to pull her face back from his and pull in a huge
gasp of air.  She stared at his face and saw an intense expression she'd
never seen before.  Then she looked down between her legs to watch his
finger play at her dripping slit.  The sight had her mesmerized.

   Her father's impossibly hard dick was pressing up into her ass the whole
time, and she was dying to see it again and to finally get to touch and
feel it, but what he was doing to her pussy felt so good she never wanted
him to stop.

   Suddenly there was a knock at her father's office door.  They looked at
each other in total surprise, and without thinking, Taylor slid off her
father's lap and tucked herself under his desk.  Whoever was at the door
knocked again and called to Kent from the hallway.  He pushed his chair up
to his desk as far as he could go with Taylor hiding underneath. 
Fortunately, he had the kind of desk that went all the way to floor in
front.

   Kent finally called to whomever it was to come in.  It was one of his
coworkers named, Rick.  From under the desk, Taylor could hear Rick ask
Kent if he felt okay.

   "You look kinda flushed and sweaty," Rick said.

   "Oh yeah, I'm fine," her father replied.  "I'm still just a little hot
and sweaty from the beach."

   Taylor wanted to giggle out loud, but she knew she had to be careful. 
Her father and the guy named Rick started talking about work things while
she found herself facing that hard cock in the leg of her father's shorts.
While the men were talking, the girl could only stare at the way her dad's
cock head was peeking teasingly at her from where the leg of his trunks
fanned out from his leg.  Not sure if she'd ever get an opportunity like
this again, the eager eighteen-year-old reached into her father's shorts
leg and felt his dick.

   Kent coughed suddenly, and Taylor figured he was trying to tell her to
stop.  But she didn't.  If he really wanted to stop her he could've reached
under the desk and brushed her hand away without raising any suspicion. 
And then, when she started stroking her fingers up and down his hot, silky
feeling shaft, he actually pushed forward a little in his chair, giving her
more room to play and explore.

   Taylor was beside herself with excitement.  Not only was she getting to
explore her father's hot, excited dick, but the fact that he was trying to
keep up his end of a conversation with his coworker was making her pulse
race.  She couldn't wait to tell Kendra about everything.

   She pushed the leg of her father's shorts as high up his thigh as she
could get it.  He did some subtle shifting in his seat to help her, until
she had most of his swollen shaft sticking out of his trunks.  She was
enthralled by the sight of that big, thick rod, and couldn't be more
pleased to know she was the one it was hard and swollen for.

   Kent was trying to get rid of Rick, but the other man just kept talking,
with Kent grunting short responses.  Taylor could've spent the whole rest
of the day under her father's desk touching her father's amazing cock. 
After rubbing and feeling his hot shaft for a while, she leaned closer and
did something she'd always wanted to.  She licked the head of his cock and
loved it.  Her heart just seemed to keep beating faster and her pussy was
hot and oozing honey until it was wetting her upper thighs.

   Her father's body went rigid when she licked his cock, but he still
didn't do anything to stop her, so she explored his delicious shaft with
her tongue until there was clear liquid oozing from the tip.  Taylor loved
tasting her father's precum.  She kept licking his dome until the urge to
pull him into her mouth was more than she could resist.

   With her lips around the first couple inches of his throbbing cock, the
teen began sucking and rolling her tongue under his flesh.  She knew she
had to be perfectly quiet, but she kept sucking and swirling steadily while
she stuck her hand inside her bikini and fingered her needful pussy at the
same time.

   Taylor loved the feeling of her father's excited cock in her mouth, and
she was going to make sure he knew she was more than happy to suck it for
him anytime he wanted her to.  She was so eager and excited to be sucking a
man's cock for the first time, and her favorite man in the whole world for
that matter, that she lost track of time.  Her father and Rick kept
talking, but the girl had no idea what they were saying.

   Then, Kent's cock suddenly began pulsing and thick wads of man cream
began gushing into Taylor's mouth.  She almost gasped out loud, but she
kept sucking her dad's big dick while his spunk continued squirting.  She
backed away when she thought he was all finished, but two more wild spurts
shot from his fat dick right into the girl's face.

   The teen was dizzy with excitement, and now she couldn't wait for Rick
to leave so she could be alone with her man again.  Fortunately, she didn't
have long to wait.  Rick finally left Kent's office, and Kent pushed his
chair back and peered down at his daughter with an amazed expression.

   Taylor realized she still had wet cum on her face, and she swiped at it
with her tongue while she looked back up at her father with an impish grin.
She realized she must have done a really good job since it took him forever
to get his voice back.  In the meantime, she planted a big, wet kiss on the
tip of her daddy's spent dick and tucked it back into the leg of his
shorts.

   "Did you like it, Daddy?" she asked excitedly, but still keeping her
voice low in case Rick was still somewhere close.

   His dazed expression was all the answer she needed, and she giggled with
satisfaction as he pushed his chair back to give her room to crawl out from
under his desk.

   She sat back down on his lap and snuggled up against him while he put
his arm around her and held her close.

   "That was amazing, baby girl," Kent said.

   "Mmm, yes it was," she agreed.  "I think I'm gonna really love being
your secretary."

   Her father laughed.  "I could stay here with you like this all day, but
we better get home before your mother starts to wonder what happened to
us."

   "Ewww, I don't wanna go.  I just wanna stay with you all the time."

   "I'd love that too, princess.  But I'm afraid we have to wait until we
can have some more private time together.  We'll do it as soon as we can, I
promise."

   "I hope so, Dad, and I hope it's really soon cuz my pussy feels like
it's on fire now."

   He laughed and rolled his eyes comically, but the girl could tell her
father was already deep in thought, even as he picked up her clothes and
handed them to her to put back on.  She knew that look on his face as well
as she knew the back of her hand.  She would have given him her bald, wet
pussy to know what he was thinking.  In fact, she was hoping that was
exactly what he was thinking.


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