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Anything For My Daughter
100% Fiction, by Jane
codes: Mf(13), MF, inc fa-dau
Chapter 1
I was sitting on the couch reading the news on my tablet (we don't get a newspaper any more) when my beautiful sweet 13-year old daughter Cindy walked in and asked me, "Dad, would you give me an orgasm?"
Certain I was hallucinating I asked. "What?"
She repeated, "Would you give me an orgasm? I'm about to start my period and I'm having cramps. Having an orgasm helps, but I'm having trouble giving myself one. I can get all worked up, but I can't quite seem to push myself over the edge. So, could you help me?"
Not being able to think of anything intelligent to say, I said, "Umm, I think maybe this is something you should ask your mother."
"I did," Cindy said. "She said to ask you to do it."
"Martha," I yelled down the hallway, "did you tell Cindy to ask me to give her an orgasm?"
Martha stuck her head out of her office and said, "Yes, she is having cramps, and having an orgasm helps."
"Don't you think that is the sort of thing that you should be helping her with?"
"No," she said, "I'm busy with these reports. Besides, you are better at it than I am."
"And just how do you propose that I give my daughter an orgasm?"
My wife flicked her tongue at me and said, "Well, your tongue always works for me."
"But I could go to jail for that!"
"Oh, quit being such a wimp," she said. "You aren't going to go to jail. Listen, I know you would climb Mount Kilimanjaro if you had to for her. How difficult can it be for you to lick her pussy?"
She had me there; I would do anything in the world for either one of them. Still, I wasn't very comfortable with the idea.
"Okay," I said, "but I want you there when I do it."
"Fine. I need to take a break in a few minutes anyway."
I turned to Cindy and told her, "Go take a quick shower and wash you privates really well. Then put on a robe and meet us in our bedroom."
A few minutes later I heard Cindy come out of the bathroom and go into my bedroom. As I walked down the hallway I stopped at the bedroom my wife has converted to her real estate office and told her it was time for her to take a break.
When we got to our bedroom Cindy was sitting on the edge of the bed wearing a white terry bathrobe. I sat down beside her and kissed her head, then told her to lie down on bed. Instead of just opening her robe and eating her pussy I lay next to her and kissed her eyes, nose, and lips (no tongue). I loosened the sash of her robe but still didn't open it. I kissed her neck, and then kept going down.
I loosened her robe just enough to uncover the valley between her breasts, kissing as I went. I slowly opened her robe wider until the lapel hung on her nipple. I tugged just a bit more until her right nipple popped free. I traced a very light circle around her right breast with my finger. I went around and around, making the circle smaller each time, tracing a spiral around her breast until I finally reached her nipple. When I finally reached my destination I lightly twirled her nipple between my fingers and my thumb. Cindy let out a moan. Then I did the whole thing again with her left breast. This time, after tweaking her nipple, I bent over and kissed it, twirled my tongue around it, then sucked gently. Cindy moaned again.
I licked and sucked her left nipple, then started kissing down her belly towards the Promised Land. Cindy opened her legs without being asked. After I kissed her belly button I moved around to the foot of her bed. There before me was the prettiest pussy I have ever seen. Tiny pink flower petals on either side of a smooth, wet, slick hole that was red with excitement, all framed by soft downy blond pubic hair. My dick was urging me to fuck that sweet hole, but my brain was just barely able to maintain control and keep me out of jail.
I knelt down at the foot of my daughter's bed and continued kissing from her belly button downwards. I am not usually a fan of pubic hair, but this light gathering of short blond hair growing upward in a flame pattern was the most beautiful I have ever seen. I kissed her mons, then the left pink flower petal, then down to her perineum, then up to the left petal, then the clit, the directly on her opening. Then all the way around again. Cindy moaned again.
I felt my wife kneel behind me and start to rub my dick through my pants. It felt good, but my mind was elsewhere. I started licking. Cindy's pussy tasted so sweet that all I could think about was licking more. Martha managed to wedge herself between me and the bed, and unzipped my pants. I kept on licking. Cindy started thrashing from side to side. I started sucking her clit. Martha managed to free my dick from my pants and started to suck, but Cindy exploded in orgasmic bliss, flooding my mouth with her sweet pussy honey.
I eased Martha out from between me and the bed, and tried to stuff my cock back in my pants, but didn't want to try to zip up because I was afraid I might snag something important on the zipper. I decided the easiest thing would be to just stay kneeling by the bed.
I gave Cindy a few moments to catch her breath, then told her she needed to leave the room because her mom and I something we needed to attend to.
"Can I please stay and watch?" Cindy asked.
"Not this time," her mother said. "You go get cleaned up. Maybe you can stay some other time."
I was too busy thinking with my dick for my mind to really register what Martha was saying. Cindy got up and walked out. I had to remind her to close the door.
As soon as the door was closed I grabbed Martha and threw her on the bed. She laughed with delight as I reached up under her skirt and pulled her panties off. I unbuttoned my pants and pushed my pants and boxers down to my knees without bothering to try to take them off. I jumped on the bed, lifted Martha's skirt, and jammed my cock straight into her sopping wet pussy. I banged her about ten times and then held it in tight as my cock exploded inside her. Martha screamed as her pussy spasmed, milking the last drops of cum from my dick.
I fell exhausted on the bed. My lovely wife reached for my hand and held it tight as we tried to catch our breath, each of us knowing we had just given the other the fuck of a lifetime.
Chapter 2
A couple of weeks later I was sitting on the couch with my wife watching TV when Cindy came in and said, "Dad, would you give me another orgasm?"
"You just had your period a few weeks ago," I said. "There is no way you could be having another."
"No, but, I'm just so horny. I just feel like I really need to cum."
Martha said, "She is probably ovulating. Honey, that is just your body telling you that your ovaries are about to expel an egg and now is a good time to have sex if want to get pregnant."
"But you don't want to get pregnant," I said, "so just go take a cold shower."
"But Dad," Cindy whined, "it feels so good when you lick me. I really want to cum!"
My wife reached over and started to rub the front of my jeans. "Come on, let's help her out. You know how frustrated you feel when you want it but I can't help you out."
"Okay," I said, "take a warm shower, then. And meet us in our bedroom."
When we heard the shower stop we went to our bedroom. In a moment Cindy came in wearing the white bathrobe. This time, before she got to the bed I grabbed the robe and pulled it off of her. I pulled her naked body to me and kissed her deeply, while one hand went to her breast and the other to her buns. I continued to kiss her as I moved my hand from her buns to her pussy, first cupping it, then rubbing firmly, then dragging my middle finger through the slit which was already wet. I figured two could play at this "horny" game.
I lifted Cindy up and laid her on the bed. My mouth went straight to her tits. I sucked each one and flicked her nipple with my tongue. My finger kept probing her slit until it found the hole and entered her honey pot. I moved around to the foot of the bed and started licking.
Martha knelt beside me and unzipped my pants, just like she had done last time, but I was pressed so close to the bed she couldn't get her head near my cock to give it a suck.
I was twisting Cindy's nipples with one hand, finger fucking her with the other and sucking on her clit with my mouth. She was thrashing wildly from side to side. I pushed my finger in as far as I could and curled it upward, rubbing her G-spot. I took my hand that had been on her tits and licked my middle finger to get it slippery, then slipped it to the first knuckle into her rosebud, and then went back to sucking her clit.
Cindy screamed as I felt her pussy and her rosebud both squeezing my fingers. I took my fingers out and lapped at the honey flowing from her pussy.
She was breathing hard so I knew she was alive, but Cindy looked as if she has passed out. I moved away from the bed giving Martha a chance to get at my dick that she had been fondling. She started sucking as enthusiastically as I had been eating Cindy's pussy. I closed my eyes and enjoyed a good old-fashioned blow job.
After a minute Martha took a break, then started again a little more gently. Then somewhere in the dark recesses of mind I heard Martha's voice say, "You can suck a bit harder, just make sure you don't scratch him with your teeth. You can play with his balls a bit and use your hand to pump his cock. "
My conscious mind finally fought its way to the surface to say that something just wasn't quite right. I opened my eyes to see a beautiful blond-haired girl sucking my dick.
"HOLY SHIT!! What is Cindy doing sucking my dick?"
"Relax," Martha said. "Giving head is an important life-skill for a young lady these days. Just enjoy it."
But how can I enjoy it when my own daughter is sucking my cock? How can I enjoy that sweet mouth sucking so gently? Ooohh, that feels sooo good.
"Dad will let you know when he is about to cum," my wife said. "You can either take your mouth off and let him squirt on your face and tits, or you can let him cum in your mouth. Either way, keep on pumping his cock. "
That time was rapidly approaching. I was taking short breaths and said, "I'm about to cum."
Cindy kept on sucking. I must have squirted 5 or 6 loads of sticky white goop into her mouth. She made the awfullest face, like she had just sucked on a rotten lemon. Martha said, "Oh dear, you don't like it. Here, give it to me." Then she kissed Cindy and sucked the goop out of her mouth. Martha swallowed a few times and then kissed Cindy again, making sure she got all my goop.
Martha told Cindy she could use our bathroom to wash her mouth out and clean up. Cindy yipped as she walked by! I just couldn't resist pinching that darling little butt.
Chapter 3
So there I was sitting on the couch, finding nothing to watch on 57 channels of television, when my wife comes and sits down beside me. She leans over and blows in my ear, then starts to rub the front of my blue jeans. Well after 17 years of marital bliss I certainly know what that means. Martha stood up and took me by the hand and led me to our bedroom. There, she told me to stand perfectly still as she stripped me; first my shirt, then my shoes and socks, then my jeans, and finally my boxers. My cock was sticking up pretty good but she knelt down and gave it a few good sucks to make sure it was rock-hard.
Martha led me to the bed and made me lay down with my feet where the pillows usually are, and my head at the foot end of the bed. I knew that this meant I was going to get a 69, since this gave Martha more room for her legs to hang off the end of the bed. I heard her moving around and assumed she was stripping, but then she said, "Just a moment," and I heard the door open and shut. Then I heard my wife say, "Now go sit on his face."
I craned my neck and looked (upside-down) towards the door. I saw my beautiful naked 13 year-old daughter, Cindy, heading in my direction. My dick jumped but my mind was still in control enough to ask, "What the hell is going on?"
"Cindy is having cramps," Martha said, "and needs you to give her an orgasm."
"But I'm naked!" I pointed out, just in case she had forgotten.
"You sure are," my wife said. "Now she can see the whole package. When she gave you a blow job she just saw your cock, and when you walk around in your boxers she just sees your hairy belly. Now she can see what you look like from head to toe."
Cindy moved to the foot of the bed. I was looking right up at her beautiful pussy, her slender white body and her dainty little breasts. Her eyes were locked on my cock.
"I'm still not sure she should be seeing me like this," I said, though my resistance was weakening.
"Oh don't be so shy," Martha said. "It is better to give than to receive, and I'm going to teach her to do both at the same time."
Then she said to Cindy, "Get up here on the bed and put your knees on either side of Dad's head. Now lean forward so you pussy is right over his face. OK, now grab his cock; remember to be gentle; just move the skin, don't squeeze it like you are milking a cow. Move your hand up and down a bit. Now kiss the head, then lick all around it. OK now gently suck on the head but keep moving your hand up and down. Why aren't you licking her pussy?"
My mind suddenly woke up enough to realize that this last comment was directed to me. "Oh, sorry," I said. I had been in a trance, listening to my wife giving directions to my daughter; feeling my daughter's mouth kiss, lick, and suck my cock; and staring up at the pink folds of my daughter's pussy, framed by just a few stands of short straight blond hair. I reached my mouth up and kissed her mons, then licked her slit which was already wet with her deliciously sweet pussy honey.
Cindy was a bit startled and let out a little yipe. But once she got used to my tongue on her pussy she went back to work on my cock. I took my hands and place them on Cindy's buns and gently pushed her further down on my face so I wouldn't have to reach so far.
I'm not so sure about this whole idea of giving my daughter orgasms and letting her suck my cock, but I sure to love eating her pussy. I kept rubbing one hand all over Cindy's bottom and reached down with the other hand and rubbed her breasts. I suppose my one complaint with 69 is that I don't get to suck on her sweet little nipples.
Cindy was really grinding her pussy into my face. I used my hand to finger fuck her while my tongue pressed hard on her clit. When I felt her really start to build up I moved my finger up and started to play with her rosebud. She flooded my tongue with pussy honey as she shook in orgasm. She was still sucking on my dick as she moaned loudly, giving me a magnificent hummer.
I shouted, "I'm about to cum!" and Cindy took my cock out of my mouth. I think Martha was planning to take me in her mouth but she didn't have time. I sprayed three good squirts in Cindy's face before Martha managed to get her mouth around my cock.
After I quit cumming Martha said, "Sorry about that, honey," and licked my cum from Cindy's face.
Cindy climbed off the bed but before she could get away I grabbed her arm and pulled her to me. I kissed her and told her I loved her, and asked if she was feeling better now. She said she was. I told her that we both needed to get cleaned up and asked her if she would like to take a shower with me. She said that would be very nice.
We went to the shower in the master bathroom because it has more room. I turned on the water and we stepped in. I soaped up Cindy's back, then her breasts and pussy. I finally got to spend a good bit of time rubbing Cindy's tits. After she rinsed I sucked each one for just a moment. She soaped my back, then my cock. I was starting to get hard again.
After we rinsed, we got out and dried each other off. I had a hard time drying Cindy's pussy, because the more I dried the wetter it seemed to get. Finally she told me to just forget it.
We walked back into the bedroom and Martha was standing there as naked as we were. She said, "My turn now."
She kissed me and grabbed my cock, which was about half way inflated. She rubbed my cock while rubbing her pussy against my leg and keeping me in a lip lock. It didn't take long for my cock to get fully inflated. Martha kept her hand on my cock as she led me to the bed, lay down, spread her legs, and guided my cock to her pussy.
I fucked Martha very slowly. In and out, just feeling each other, cock in pussy. I kissed her mouth, then licked her nipples.
I was afraid that after cumming earlier I might have trouble cumming again, but I was plenty hard and I felt another big cum swelling up inside me. Thinking of my earlier orgasm reminded me that I hadn't heard Cindy leave the room. I turn and looked and there was Cindy sitting on the floor at the foot of our bed, watching my cock go in and out of her mother's pussy.
Her eye caught mine and that pushed me over the edge. I pushed deep inside my wife and held it there while my cock filled her with my goop.
When I finished, Martha rolled us over and continued to ride my cock. But unlike my slow fuck, Martha rode me like a cowgirl on a bucking bronco. It didn't take long for her to cum, too. She collapsed on my chest.
I noticed that Cindy was still at the foot of the bed staring at her mother's pussy and butt hole, and my shrinking cock. Finally Cindy got up, came over and kissed her mother on the mouth, kissed me, and said, "Thanks," then walked out of our bedroom.
What a way to spend an afternoon.
Chapter 4
It was Sunday morning and we slept very late. I woke up at 7:00 and went to pee, because my bladder didn't get the message that I didn't have to go to work today. But, once I got back in bed I had no trouble getting back to sleep. When I finally woke up after 10:00 I had a raging hard-on.
I started to snuggle with Martha, and she seemed to like the idea. I stuck my hand under her nightshirt and rubbed her belly, then let my hand wander to her side and the valley between her breasts and down to her thigh. Since all I heard were contented pleasure sounds I became bolder and rubbed her breasts and her inner thighs and settled on her pussy. My finger had started to explore her inner secrets when she jumped up and said, "I'll be right back. Hold that thought."
Well I held that thought and something else too as she left the room. I heard a flush and then she came back to bed but she had lost the nightshirt along the way. This time her hands were the ones doing the rubbing, all over my chest and pretty quickly all over my cock. My wife straddled me, rubbing the ridge of my dick along her slit and using her thumb to smear my pre-cum all around the head. Then she lifted up, put the head of my cock at the entrance to her love canal, and slowly sat down.
Martha was going nice and slow, which was just fine with me this sleepy Sunday morning. After about ten slow strokes she said, "Hi, honey."
I looked over and noticed that the door was open. Leaning against the door frame was our beautiful 13 year-old daughter, Cindy, naked, with one hand rubbing her A-cup breasts and the other diddling her beautiful blond pussy. Martha said, "Why don't you come over here and sit on your dad's face?"
I probably should have objected except, first, I knew it was futile - Martha would say that Cindy was ovulating or something and needed an orgasm - and second, I really love the taste of my daughter's pussy. Cindy came over and straddled my face. She had to put her feet under my pillow to be able to lower herself enough that I could reach her pussy. I put my hands on her hips as I lowered her into position. Then I started licking. I reached up and felt my wife's tits with one hand and my daughter's tits with the other. They were kissing. I was pretty sure I had simply died and gone to heaven.
I felt pussy on my cock and pussy on my tongue. My mind was in such a fog that I had blocked out all other senses. My ears heard the sound, "Let's switch," but my brain didn't register it. My dick was doing all the thinking. My dick was a little upset when the pussy suddenly went away, but I still had the pussy on my tongue. It went away, too, but another pussy quickly took its place, so that was OK. Then another pussy started rubbing my cock. It started to take my cock inside, but it was very tight. This was a pussy I had never been in before.
Wait! What is going on? I heard a voice saying, "Go slow dear. Don't try to take him all at once. Just take a little bit more each time. You are doing just fine. Does it feel good now?" A sweeter, younger voice said, "Oh Mom, it feels wonderful."
My brain had finally regained control as I heard my wife say, "Now normally you must never let a cock get anywhere near your pussy without a condom, but we know that he is clean and he was fixed a few years ago so there is no chance of you getting pregnant."
Cindy was moving up and down, taking more and more of me when she came down. She started pressing down harder, mashing her clit into my pelvic bone. I felt her pussy gripping me so tight, but slipping so easily up and down. She was pressing so far down that I felt her cervix against the head of my cock. Finally I couldn't hold back any more. I yelled, "I'm going to cum!"
Martha said, "That's OK, go ahead and cum inside her." That did it. My whole body shook as my cock exploded inside my daughter. Cindy started to moan, "Mom! Mom! Oooohhhh!" Then her body shook and her tight pussy got even tighter as her orgasm milked the cum from my cock.
My wife climbed off my face and moved next to me on the bed. Cindy collapsed on my chest. I rubbed her bottom with both hands while Martha rubbed Cindy's back.
"I'm so glad you had such a good first time," Martha said. "If every girl had it so good the world would be a much better place."
After a few minutes my dick finally shrank enough to fall out of Cindy's pussy. Martha said to her, "How about I go take a shower with you this time."
They both got up and headed for the bathroom.
Epilogue
The next Saturday I woke up at 9:00 and was ready to have a relaxing love session with my wife, but she was already getting dressed. I told her, "Come back to bed. I have something I think you will like."
She said, "Sorry, I have to go show a house. Work before pleasure."
I pouted, "But it's Saturday and I want to have some fun."
Martha sighed and said, "Ok, just a minute," and she left the room.
Cindy came running into the room peeling off her nightshirt before jumping on the bed with a big smile on her face. She said, "Mom says you are horny and need a good fuck!"
Now, I don't want you to think that I fuck my daughter every chance I get. I only fuck her when she really needs it, like when she has cramps or is ovulating, or for special occasions: like her birthday, or my birthday... or National Poetry Day... or Soil Conservation Day... or the cat's birthday...
THE END
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