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Sucking Daddy
by Phil Phantom (pp@philphantom.com)

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A teenage girl has to give up her secrets to her 
demanding mother after being abducted and sexually 
abused. (M+/F-teen, nc, rp, inc)

***

Cindy is sixteen and being grilled by her domineering 
mother following the discovery of Cindy's abduction and 
gang rape that Cindy tried to keep secret. Estelle 
learned of many secrets and one was the sex going on 
between father and daughter. This is where we join them, 
so put your ear to the door and at least one hand 
between your legs.

"Mom, please don't be angry with Daddy."

"Cindy, if you must know, I intend to let him have his 
way with you. It is the best way I can think of to 
insure his cooperation. I know he lusts after you. The 
sexual tension when you two are together could be cut 
with a knife. I just want to know how far he has gotten 
on his own, that's all. Now, what was the first 
incident?"

"All right, but it may not be as bad as you're thinking. 
We never screwed, if that's what you think."

"We already established that you were virgin when you 
got raped. I know you won't ever tell me a lie. Now 
begin."

"Well, it started last year. You were in Europe. We were 
alone in the house. I was looking for something. I 
walked into your bedroom, and there was Daddy, buck 
naked, on your bed, beating off. I'd never seen his cock 
hard like that, only fleeting glimpses of it soft. 
Actually, I'd never seen any hard cock, not even 
pictures. There it was, sticking straight up through his 
fist, wet and shiny, all purple looking. I stopped near 
the foot of the bed, so I was looking right up his 
parted legs. I saw everything, balls and all.

"He didn't see me at first. I started to ease back out, 
but then he did see me. He froze and lifted his head. I 
said I was sorry. He said, 'Wait!' I stopped, thinking 
I'd get a chewing out. He raised up to his elbows and 
asked me to come over. I timidly stepped to his side, 
trying to avert my eyes from his big cock that was now 
free and throbbing, pointing up his body, the head 
bobbing near his belly button. He really has a big one, 
or so I thought."

"It is a big one. Most are only six inches. Go on."

"Well, I was scared and nervous. He said, 'Honey, don't 
be embarrassed. I was doing something very personal, but 
very natural. Everyone does it. It's called 
masturbation. You know about that, don't you?'

"Well, of course I did. I was doing it, too, by that 
time. He said, 'It's a bit embarrassing being caught at 
it, but that isn't your fault; it's mine. I should have 
been more careful. I think we should discuss this. Don't 
be shy. Go ahead and look. You must be curious. Sexual 
curiosity is natural as well. I'm not shy, so go ahead 
and satisfy your curiosity.'

"I was curious, very, so I looked. It was weird looking 
at Daddy's cock with him looking on. He told me to look, 
so I looked. It had lost some of its hardness, drooping 
to rest on his belly, but it was still huge. He took 
hold of it and massaged it hard again, offering it up to 
my eyes, saying, 'This is a man's penis, dear. This is 
what they look like fully aroused. I stimulate it like 
this.'

"He then began jacking off as he had been doing, all the 
while watching me stare at it. He seemed to like having 
me look at it, so I lost my shyness and stared openly. I 
figured, what the hell, if he likes showing, and I like 
looking, why not? He even invited me to get a closer 
look, so I got to my knees and got closer. I knelt up 
close with my elbows resting by his hips and just 
stared. I tried to imagine that big cock of his going in 
your pussy."

"You won't have to imagine. I intend to give you a very 
personal demonstration. I have my own fantasies, you 
know. One is to fuck over your face. You, of course, 
don't just look, you lick. You lick us while we fuck, 
and then clean us both afterward."

"That's kinky, Mom. I'll do it, if that's what you 
want."

"Honey, I know you will, but that's tame compared to the 
things I have in store for you. Please, continue."

"I also thought about taking it in my pussy. I thought 
it was too big, though. I never dreamed I'd eventually 
take one even bigger. While I watched and dreamed, he 
just kept jerking off. It was great. I loved watching 
the skin slide along the shaft with his fist, watching 
all that golden pre-cum oozing from the slit."

"I'm surprised you'd know what that was."

"He explained everything. I even got some on my fingers 
to feel how slippery it was. He suggested I taste some 
and I did. I thought it would taste like pee. I 
certainly didn't expect it to be sweet. He said you call 
it love honey. I giggled. That's a great name for it."

"You got quite an education."

"I did. He kept up until he suddenly stiffened, groaned, 
and all this white creamy stuff began spewing out. Some 
shot up to his neck but most dribbled down his hand as 
he angled his cock straight up. I loved watching him 
cum. I knew what it was and knew what to expect, but it 
was still a shock. I just never pictured it like that. I 
never thought of sperm as being thick and creamy. I knew 
it was white, but I thought it was like milk and just a 
squirt. I had no idea it would keep squirting and 
squirting."

"He cums more than any man I ever met, and he can cum 
three, four, even five times in rapid succession. He is 
amazing in that regard. Most men are out of action for 
hours after the first. Even then, you're lucky to get a 
tablespoon. Your father can give you a tablespoon on the 
fifth round, and his first will fill a quarter cup 
measuring cup. I've measured, so I can imagine what you 
saw."

"I know, now, that he's special, although Jason is a 
close second. He flooded me, and you say he fucked you 
earlier."

"Yes, he did flood me, come to think of it, and I can 
see he did a good job in you."

"Eva licked some of that out. I don't think she meant 
to, but we sorta got carried away."

"She does at that. Get back to your narration. He had 
just cum."

"Afterward, he looked a bit embarrassed. That might have 
been due to the look I had on my face. I think he 
misinterpreted it. I was pleasantly surprised, not 
disgusted. We talked for a while. He just laid there 
with that mess on him, his cock wilting under my 
frequent gaze. I tried to put his mind at ease by 
showing interest. I got some sperm on my fingers and 
felt it as I had the love honey, then tasted it and made 
a pleasing face.

"That seemed to do the trick, so I found the biggest 
puddle, which was in his belly button and toyed with it, 
smearing it slowly with my finger. I asked him how often 
he did it. He told me all about his masturbation habits-
-how often, when, where--and the different ways he did 
it.

"He asked if I did it, and I admitted that I did. That 
was embarrassing for me, but he was so open, I felt I 
had to be as well. I was afraid he'd ask me to show him, 
but he didn't, and then later, I wished he had."

"I'm surprised. Would you have?"

"I don't know. I might have. I was pretty horny and 
getting over my shyness."

"Have you ever shown your pussy to him?"

"That comes much later. Do you want me to jump to it?"

"No, take me through the sequence. Okay, what's next?"

"Well, after we talked, and after I had smeared every 
puddle out thin, I got a warm wash cloth and cleaned him 
off. I got to handle his cock. I loved the way it felt, 
so smooth and silky. I pretty much kept one hand on it 
while I wiped up the drying cum.

"As I recall, you were due home that afternoon. In fact, 
we were both listening for the Rolls. We parted, never 
saying a word about what we'd done, but every time our 
eyes met, we each knew what the other was thinking. 
Weeks went by. I thought about the incident often. Every 
time I masturbated, I saw Daddy's cock and thought about 
what I'd like to do if I ever got another opportunity. I 
wasn't sure he even wanted to be alone with me after 
that. He wanted to, but he seemed scared, scared of you 
finding out.

"One day, about a month later, we were alone again. 
Daddy was in his bedroom. I took a chance and walked in, 
pretending to look for something. There he was, just 
like before. This time, he seemed to be expecting me. He 
called me over. I came up and knelt at the bedside 
overlooking his cock.

"I was determined not to be at all shy. He seemed to 
sense my eagerness. He invited me to touch it. Before 
long, I was doing the jerking off for him. He just laid 
there while I brought both hands into play. I jerked 
with one and played with his balls with the other. I was 
dying to make him cum, eager to feel the sperm shoot out 
then dribble over my hand, dying to watch him heave and 
squirm in the paroxysms of another orgasm, this time, 
one that I controlled. I wanted to make my Daddy cum.

"It didn't take long. The cum shot was great. I held his 
dick straight up so all of it shot up and came down on 
my hands. He seemed to like it, too. Afterward, I kept 
milking his spongy cock until it got hard again, then I 
jacked him off to another. I discovered for myself that 
he can cum, one after another, but I took my time. I 
gave him four orgasms and we were both a mess. I had cum 
to both elbows and he was a creamy mess from his knees 
to his chin. I cleaned him thoroughly, but not until I 
got to play in all that sperm.

"This continued for months, at least once a month and 
sometimes more. We were overly cautious. After a while, 
we'd just exchange looks when nobody was around, then 
head for the bedroom. We'd get right down to business. 
One day, a few months back, just as he was about to 
shoot, he lifted his hips, turning slightly. This caused 
the first powerful jet to hit me right between the eyes. 
It was a big glob that split over my nose and ran to the 
corners of my mouth. We were both stunned. Some got in 
my mouth and I licked at more. He saw me do that, but 
didn't say anything about it except that he was sorry. I 
told him it was okay.

"The next time we did it, about ten minutes later, he 
purposefully made his cum hit my face. I sorta helped. I 
certainly helped the second jet. After that, we dropped 
the pretense. I'd angle his cock toward my face. He 
raised up and turned toward me. That's when I took the 
first full load in the face and I had to hurry to get my 
blouse off before the cum ran down and stained it. I 
wasn't even thinking about him. He'd seen me in my bra 
before.

"I get the blouse off and he says I'd better take the 
bra off, too, because you'd know a cum stain if you saw 
it. I could have just run to the bathroom. I knew he 
just wanted to see my tits, naked. Hell, I was ready by 
then, so off it comes, and his eyes get big when he sees 
them. That felt great, so I stuck my chest out and began 
rubbing the cum over them, getting my tits all wet and 
shiny. Cum kept running off my face so I had to keep 
smearing it. I smeared his cum all over my chest, belly, 
even my arms, under my arms, on my sides. He loved 
watching me do that. I didn't touch my face. I let that 
run. Any that got near my lips, I licked. He liked that 
a lot.

"The rest of his cum shots that day were in my face or 
on my tits. I even took some squirts right in the mouth, 
but I made it look like an accident. I knew he liked it, 
but it seemed perverted, and I didn't want him to think 
I was perverted, just careless and not squeamish about 
his cum getting in my mouth."

"He saw you taste it and lick some from your lips. What 
was the big deal?"

"It wasn't a big deal, it just seemed perverted to take 
it as a squirt right from his cock and straight into my 
mouth. It's silly, I know, but somehow, if his semen 
landed on something other than his cock, it was okay to 
lick. I licked a big wad off his face early on. I had 
nothing to wipe it off with. My hands were all messy, so 
I licked it off, and it took quite a few licks to get it 
all."

"And that didn't feel perverted to you?"

"No, I was doing him a big favor. He didn't seem to like 
having cum in his face, and I'd already tasted some and 
said it wasn't bad. He'd seen me lick some from my lips. 
It just seemed like the right thing to do. He liked it."

"I'll bet. Go on. Let's move this along. What was the 
next escalation?"

"After that time, I guess it was a week after I went 
topless, I stripped down to my panties before we even 
got started. He said that if my panties got stained, I 
could always throw them away. Sounded good to me. I was 
ready to take the panties off, too, but I got the 
impression he liked seeing me in panties only, no shoes 
or socks, just my skimpy panties. That was exciting 
being with Daddy in just a pair of those skimpy panties 
you get from the boutique. I think that's better than 
naked, and when they got sopping wet with cum, you could 
see right through them."

"I'll just bet you made sure they got sopping wet right 
away."

"I did."

"What did you do, put the head of his dick up one of the 
leg holes?"

"No, but I did put it down the front, inside the waist 
band. The first time, I jacked his whole load between my 
tits and his load ran in one thick blob straight to my 
panties. When it got there, I pulled the waistband out 
to let it go inside. Daddy got up to look inside. He 
wasn't expecting me to do that, and I'm sure he was more 
interested in getting a peek at my pussy.

"That was neat, so I pulled out more and down so he'd 
see more than just hair. We could see the top parting of 
my cunt crack with the clit sticking out all pink and 
shiny. We watched his cum flow over my pussy hairs and 
then over my clit. We watched until my pussy was soaking 
in a big puddle of cum. That made him nervous until I 
assured him that I wasn't anywhere near my ovulation 
time. I'd just finished my period. He was still nervous, 
but didn't say anything, and every load that day went in 
my panties. That was the day we did it down the front 
and he came with the head of his dick pressing against 
my clit. I felt every squirt right on my cunt, right 
between the lips. We made a mess on the floor that day.

"Last month, I put my mouth over the head as he came. 
I've been sucking him off ever since then. I suck him 
off every chance we get. We've even gotten daring. We 
even did it with everyone home. We did it in the 
kitchen."

"Amazing. That took balls on both of your parts. He must 
have been getting something off of you besides blow jobs 
by this time."

"When I first slipped my mouth over his cock, Daddy 
started feeling me up. That's when I started playing 
with my pussy. He got me so horny, I had to. He'd finger 
me, and I'd rub my clit. Just recently, I started 
getting naked for him. He got tired of the panties. The 
last time we did it, which was right before he left on 
this trip, he had me get naked before we started. That 
was weird. He had me stand over him and do a strip as a 
warm up. It was great, both of us naked. I thought he'd 
try to screw me. It was right after my rape, so I was no 
virgin."

"Why didn't you?"

"He never tried. I would have, gladly. I wanted it. I 
even squatted low and ran my cunt over his cock to give 
him the idea. I took hold of it and aimed it at my hole. 
I even settled enough for the head to pop in, but he 
said that was dangerous, that it only took one sperm 
cell to get a girl pregnant. I didn't know that, and 
this time, I was close, so I eased up. I was a bit 
surprised that he didn't seem interested in fucking me. 
I mean, he could have gotten a rubber. I knew he carried 
them. He showed me. I figured he was content with blow 
jobs. I do a good blow job. I swallow all of his cum, 
and what I spill, I lick up. He likes that."

"I'm sure he liked having the head of his dick in your 
twat, too. My guess is he knew he was about to blow a 
nut."

"That could be. He was pretty excited. It'll be great 
when he finally can. You were serious about that, 
weren't you?"

"Yes, but even when he gets the okay, he'll only get 
some when I say and when I'm present. There will be no 
more jack-offs, no more blow jobs, no more touchy feely 
unless I give both of you my permission. Is that 
understood?"

"Yes. You have my word."

"Your word is good enough for me; his never is. I'll be 
holding you responsible for any slips, so you find a way 
to control him."

"I will; I swear."

The End

Read other stories by the same author by visiting 
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CAUTION: Exercise caution and good sense before engaging 
in unsafe sex practices that involve any exchange of 
body fluid, even contact with open sores or small cuts. 
Scenes involving large objects, tattoos, bestial sex, 
body waste ingestion, bindings, devices and gadgets are 
the stuff of fantasy and are offered to promote the only 
safe sex there is - masturbation. Before you try 
anything, find out what the risks and hazards are 
because they can all be deadly. Read, enjoy, and 
remember - sex with minors should be left to other 
minors. PP 

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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