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Archive name: bj4dad.txt (MF, inc)
Authors name: Tattletale (anon address)
Story title : Blow Job for Daddy

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Blow Job for Daddy (MF, inc)
by Tattletale (anon address)

***

Daughter comes home from college for summer vacation and 
catches her single dad masturbating in his bedroom.

***

"You had better stop now, honey. I don't think it would 
be appropriate for me to come in your mouth. Maybe you 
should finish me off with your hand."

My beautiful daughter took her mouth off of my cock and 
smiled up at me. "Well, Dad, it wouldn't really be a blow 
job unless you came in my mouth, and it isn't like it 
would be my first time. I've sucked off at least ten 
guys."

"Well, if you really want me to," I said. Knowing that I 
was close and ready to come at any time, she sucked 
enthusiastically. Damn, she was good. I had never had 
such incredible head before. She didn't bat an eye when I 
started shooting. The load had been simmering in my balls 
for three days and was enough for two men, yet she 
swallowed it with ease.

"That was great, Dad. You have the biggest cock I've ever 
sucked and you gave me the biggest load I've ever had. 
Yum-yum!"

I suppose I should explain how my daughter came to be on 
her knees sucking me off. My daughter Carol had just 
finished her freshman year at a prestigious Ivy League 
school and was home on summer vacation. It cost me a 
fortune to send her to that school, but some of my 
investments had paid off so I could afford it. I wanted 
only the best for her.

I had divorced my bitch of a wife two years previously. 
She was impossible to live with after she became an 
alcoholic. The experience left my psyche so scarred that 
I avoided women like the plague. My sex life, consisting 
exclusively of voyeurism and masturbation, could best be 
described as unhealthy.

Shortly after Carol came home, I received a mail order I 
had placed for several porno tapes. I always broke in new 
tapes with lengthy masturbation sessions, so I loaded the 
tape into the VCR, stripped off my clothes, and stretched 
out on my bed. 

In Carol's absence, I had become very careless about 
closing my door. It was several inches ajar so that 
anyone passing by would see what I was doing. I don't 
know how I could have been so careless. Perhaps 
subconsciously I wanted to get caught.

I stroked the length of my slick cock as I watched 
several men and women mate in some very imaginative ways. 
I had been at it for about twenty minutes when a voice 
from behind my right shoulder said, "Dad, do you want 
some help with that?" I believe I may have had a very 
brief out-of-body experience at that instant.

"Wow, look at them go at it," she said, as she pointed at 
the screen. "Now those people have the right idea. I sure 
would love to be in that pile with them."

I quickly covered myself with a pillow, but the harm had 
already been done. "Dad, you don't have to be ashamed of 
masturbating. Sometimes I get so horny I rub my pussy 
raw. I would be glad to lend a hand. You've done so much 
for me that the least I can do is help you get your rocks 
off."

If I hadn't been so unbearably horny, I would have sent 
her on her way and there would not be a story to tell, 
but my cock was doing my thinking for me. I didn't want 
to seem too eager and waited a couple of moments before 
responding.

"I'm afraid you might be disgusted by it, honey," I said.

"No way, Dad. I've been jacking guys off since seventh 
grade. I love doing it. Please let me jack you off. It 
would be the biggest thrill of my life."

I never actually gave her verbal consent; I simply moved 
the pillow aside. She sat next to me on the bed. When her 
soft hand encircled my cock, electricity seemed to course 
through my body. It had been two years since I'd been 
stroked by someone else's hand.

"This is really a beauty, Dad. I've never seen one this 
big except in porno. It is a shame that this thing is 
going to waste. You need to find a girlfriend to use it 
on. This fucker must be at least nine inches long. Wow! 
Now you just relax, watch the people fucking, and I'll do 
the rest. This is going to be fun for both of us."

It seemed like a dream that I would wake up from at any 
moment. Incest was for rednecks in trailer parks, not for 
well-educated, refined, successful men like myself. Yet I 
did nothing to stop her. My brain, filled with eighteen 
years of academic schooling, shut down and my cock took 
over. 

The evil one-eyed monster was doing all of my thinking 
for me. It was obvious that my daughter knew her way 
around a cock. Her stimulation of the ultra-sensitive 
band of nerves just behind the head caused my legs to 
jerk like frog legs in a frying pan. I nearly went over 
the edge when she lowered her head and dropped a mouthful 
of warm spit on my cock to lubricate it.

It was impossible to take in everything that was 
happening on the screen. A dozen people were involved in 
a variety of sex acts - gay, straight and everything in 
between but I no longer cared. "You really have good 
taste in porn, Dad," Carol said. "That bitch with the 
strap-on is really hot. Did you know that I like girls, 
too?"

My daughter's shocking revelation was the straw that 
broke the camel's back and my cock became a fountain. I 
came so hard that a gob of jism landed on my cheek. 

"Wheee, that's it, Daddy, fire away!" She jacked me 
almost painfully hard. My cum-cannon fired a volley all 
over my chest and belly. It was an orgasm unlike any that 
I had produced with my own hand. 

My daughter's gleeful reaction made it all the more 
intense. She continued jacking me even after the 
fireworks ended.

"Damn, Daddy. I've never seen anything like that before. 
You should be making porno movies. You came like a 
fucking horse!"

Carol brought a towel from the bathroom and dried me. 
"I'll be glad to do you every day, Daddy. Even two or 
three times a day. As many as you need." As she dried my 
cock, it began to harden.

"My, my, what have we here? Daddy, you really are a 
lecher. It looks like I'm going to have to beat you off 
again."

She didn't touch my cock that time. Instead, she jacked 
me through the soft cloth. She giggled as the towel slid 
up and down my shaft. I managed to last five minutes or 
so, then the cum that had been left in my balls after my 
first orgasm shot into the towel.

After Carol left, I vowed that I would have no further 
sexual contact with her. I shuddered to think what might 
happen when my cock started thinking for me. I doubted my 
ability to resist her ample charms. However, my resolve 
only lasted a few days. 

As I lay on my bed masturbating, I remembered how good my 
daughter's hand had felt on my cock. Her playful demeanor 
had made it all seem so harmless. I went to her room with 
my hard-on bobbing in front of me. She was lying on the 
bed watching TV in a skimpy bra and panties. She smiled 
when she saw me.

"I was wondering how long you could hold out, Daddy. Come 
and let nurse Carol treat that swelling between your 
legs."

She tossed aside her panties and bra and stood naked in 
front of me.

It is difficult to find the words to describe her 
beautiful body. Superlatives like flawless and awesome 
seem to fall short. Her pear-shaped tits were small but 
perfect, with swollen nipples pointing toward the 
ceiling. The seductress arched her back to make the 
fruity orbs more prominent. 

My eyes were drawn to her sweet cunt, the jewel of her 
body. Only a thin strip of silky hair ran down her slit. 
She found some excuse to turn so I could see the 
perfection of her ass. My cock, now completely out of my 
control, bobbed a salute to the golden globes.

"Daddy, I have decided that you deserve far more than a 
hand job. I will not take no for an answer. You are the 
handsomest man I know, and I am going to have my way with 
you."

That brings me back to the beginning of my story with 
Carol on her knees in front of me, smacking her lips 
after tasting my essence for the first time. I was deeply 
ashamed of myself for my inexcusable behavior, but felt a 
little better when I reminded myself that she had been 
the initiator. The sense of shame passed quickly.

"You know, Daddy, it really isn't fair that you are 
getting oral sex and I'm not. I think it's time for 
something a little more advanced."

Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion as she 
pushed me back and mounted me sixty-nine style. I watched 
in awe as her dainty cunt descended on my mouth. The tip 
of her clit had emerged from the hood and glistened like 
a tiny, pink pearl. She began grinding the soft flesh 
down against my lips.

 It had been a long time since I had eaten pussy, but I 
suppose it is like riding a bicycle - once you learn how, 
you never forget. I stuffed my tongue up into my 
daughter's fuck-hole and swirled it in circles. I traced 
wet circles around her prominent button and then slashed 
my tongue down her slot all the way to her wrinkled anus. 
I made numerous round trips between her ass-hole and her 
cum-trigger by various routes, left side, right side, and 
creamy center.

Carol began humping my mouth so vigorously that she 
flossed my teeth with her cunt-hairs. I had seen porno 
queens who seemingly had the ability to ejaculate but I 
had thought it was a trick until then. Carol's juices 
spilled down my flushed cheeks and dripped off my chin.

I gave her lovely tits a squeeze that triggered another 
orgasm.

Carol took my drooling cock from her mouth and began 
licking it like a popsicle. Delightful obscenities 
streamed from her mouth in between licks. 

"Oh, Daddy, I love your beautiful cock. It tastes so 
good. Give me some more of your sweet juice. I want to 
eat the same stuff that made me. Make your cock shoot in 
my mouth, Daddy. You can try to hold it back, but I will 
get it sooner or later."

She finished the lewd outburst, took my cock back into 
her mouth, and sucked like a whore trying for a big tip. 
Where had she learned to suck a cock so skillfully? I 
struggled to hold back, but I was losing the battle.

Carol humped my mouth frantically as she succumbed to one 
orgasm after another. I triggered a strong one by pulling 
on her nipples. Her moans rippled through my cock. All of 
my senses were overwhelmed. She retched as I shot my load 
against her tonsils. We both went into such violent 
orgasmic convulsions that I don't know how we stayed 
connected. The storm gradually passed and she lay heavily 
on top of me, her chest heaving against my belly.

She turned around and snuggled against my hairy chest. 
"Wow, Dad, wherever did you learn to eat pussy like that? 
You nearly sucked me inside out. I just love your cream. 
My God, there is so much of it. I've never gotten so much 
out of a cock. Your second one was as juicy as your 
first."

"How many people have fucked you?" I asked.

"Oh, Daddy, you don't want to know that."

"I always thought you were so innocent, but it turns out 
that you are really a little slut. As your father, I 
should be outraged, but I'm really only excited and 
curious."

"You should be glad your little girl is a slut, Dad. If I 
wasn't we wouldn't be doing this. You will have to fuck 
me, you know. Neither of us will be satisfied until you 
have speared me with this big, beautiful cock."

My cock, still glistening with her spit, was stretched 
out on my belly like a snake sunning itself on a rock. 
She ran her fingertips down the underside to my balls, 
traced a figure-eight around them and then made her way 
back up to the head. She repeated the technique until my 
cock began to rise. "It works every time," she said with 
a giggle. My prick was soon hard enough for her to stroke 
with her fist.

"Carol, I don't think it would be proper for us to fuck," 
I said. "Maybe we should just stick to what we have done 
so far. I can't see any real harm in hand jobs and blow 
jobs. Fucking is something entirely different."

"Daddy, if you won't fuck me, I'll fuck you!" She 
suddenly mounted me and impaled herself on my cock. She 
grinned down at me as she lowered herself until the twin 
globes of her ass were against my thighs. "How does it 
feel to have your cock in a tight pussy again, Dad? Now 
aren't you glad that I took the initiative."

Her cunt became slicker as she posted up and down on me. 
"I exercise my pussy muscles every day, Daddy. How do you 
like the way it feels?" She giggled as she clamped down 
on my cock. "I bet Mom couldn't do that, could she?" 

She was right. Neither her mother nor any other woman I 
had fucked had had that ability. Each time she lifted her 
sweet ass off of me, she tightened that wonderful cunt. 
The tightness was like a hand job, the wetness like a 
blow job. It was everything combined into one act.

Carol bent forward and swung her tits back and forth 
against my face. "Come on, Dad, I can tell by the way you 
are staring at my tits that you're just dying to nurse on 
them." I grabbed a tit and began sucking. The nipple was 
swollen like a tiny cock. I filled my mouth with it, the 
aureole, and as much of the surrounding tit-flesh as 
would fit. "That's the idea, Dad. Get it all in your 
mouth."

After twenty minutes of her riding me, I said, "I'm ready 
to get on top now, honey." She rolled off onto her back 
and spread her legs wide. I hooked her legs in the crooks 
of my arms to hold them back and stabbed at her pussy 
until my spear found the target. She sucked in her breath 
as I sank most of my shaft into her. "Oh, yes, Daddy, 
that's it. My pussy has never been stretched so wide."

Carol huffed and puffed as I relentlessly fucked her. I 
was determined to screw her better than she had ever been 
screwed before. Her sharp fingernails raked across my 
ass, not hard enough to draw blood but certainly hard 
enough to get my attention. I smoothly propped her legs 
on my shoulders and pinned her wrists to the bed. 

"Oh, yes, Daddy, I love to get fucked like this. Nobody 
has ever fucked me this good. OH, DADDY, FUCK ME HARDER. 
RAPE ME, DADDY! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM AGAIN. SHOOT YOUR 
HOT CUM INTO ME! OH, YES, UHU... UHU... UHU... UHU... I'M 
CUMMING!"

The Kegel contractions in her cunt pulled my trigger and 
I shot my load into her. My orgasm was just as intense as 
the others, perhaps even more so. I shrugged Carol's legs 
off of my shoulders. She planted her feet for leverage 
and bucked up against me. 

Our bellies slapping together sounded like an ass-
spanking. Our convulsions gradually subsided and we lay 
quivering in each other's arms. A moment of almost 
unbearable self-loathing came and went.

I rolled to the side and we lay in silence, staring at 
the ceiling. Both of us were gasping for air like fish 
out of water. When our bodies and minds recovered 
somewhat, Carol said, "Daddy, do you know what my best 
girlfriend always says? She says that a girl isn't truly 
a slut until her father has fucked her. I guess you could 
say that you have made a true slut out of me."

"Carol, we can't do this again. It just isn't right for a 
man to fuck his daughter. We must put this behind us and 
never mention it again."

She slowly began stroking my cock and I did nothing to 
stop her. How weak I was!

"Don't be silly, Daddy. How long do you think you could 
hold out? And anyway, you've got one more hole to fill."

END

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