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A LAUGHING MATTER
I had a daughter, and I figured that she must have
all the guys in college chasing her. She was a
tease, and had the body to go with it.
She had light brown hair, perfect round tits, and
an ass that wouldn't quit. She knew how to move it
just right. I imagine she must have been the
subject of many a hard-on and jack-off sessions
among her boyfriends and onlookers. I know that
she was for me. I couldn't help it. Divorced for
three years, I hadn't had a date in that whole
time. I was pretty content to just rent videos and
watch them. It was cheaper than dating.
After her year of college, she came home, and it
promised to be one hell of a hot summer. "Are you
still like, the horniest guy in the neighborhood?"
she asked me.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I think you must have wanted to do most of the
old ladies, and quite a few of the younger ones,
here on the street."
I frowned and looked at her, and then laughed.
I looked at her and laughed. We were sitting at
the kitchen table, sipping coffee. She was wearing
some sort of strange-looking blouse, tied at the
bottom. I could see her nipples through the white
material, plainer than shit. Her belly was
uncovered, and her navel was visible. She sat with
her legs crossed, and her shorts had ridden up on
her thighs enough to make me hard.
She had a beautiful body, and knew how to flaunt
it, too. She must have known what she was doing to
me. She moved slightly in her chair, glancing at
my crotch.
"I figure," she said, raising the coffee cup to
her lips and looking at me over the rim, "that you
must be doing something, after all."
"There's been a lot of women I've wanted to 'do,'
as you put it, but have never had the nerve to
really do anything about it," I said.
She raised her eyebrows. "If you want to do it,
you should find a way to let them know about it,"
she said.
I laughed at her again. "What should I do, stick
my crotch in the face, wave my thingy around and
slap them with it?"
"Certainly, Dad. Just think, the worst they could
do would be to laugh at you."
I looked evenly at her deep brown eyes. She had
the most beautiful face I had ever seen. She had
medium brown hair, cut in a short set of bangs
that just barely came to her eyebrows, long on the
sides. It just reached her shoulders, ending in a
deceptive little curl. Her tits were probably the
most prominent thing about her --- full and round,
her nipples obvious and hard beneath her strange
top.
I stood and took a step toward her, unsnapping my
pants. I stood right in front of her and hooked my
thumbs in my shorts. "You're sure, the worst that
could happen, would be that the girl would be,
just laugh?'"
She nodded, a smile playing across her lips.
I pulled my shorts down to my knees, the outline
of my hard cock prominent beneath my jockey
shorts. Her eyes widened as she looked at my
crotch. Then she looked up at my face.
She reached up with one quick motion and pulled my
shorts down, letting my hard dick fly up and slap
her in the cheek.
"Ha, ha," she said with a smile, "Ho ho ho!" Then
she grabbed my cock and guided it toward her
mouth, laughing.
Suddenly, my cock was warm and wet as I felt my
daughter put her mouth around it. She took it deep
into her mouth, and I could feel the head of my
hard cock hit the roof of her mouth as she tongued
the underside of the head. Then, she moved her
tongue around and around it, savoring it, slowly
taking it deep into her throat.
I couldn't believe this was happening, that my
daughter was sucking my cock, and so readily, so
hungrily. The young woman that had just sat there
and drank coffee now had my cock deep in her
mouth, sucking on it, swallowing the pre-cum at
the back of her throat.
I could feel that strange sensation in my groin
that told me I was going to cum. I didn't want to
cum so soon; I wanted to stand there and savor the
moment. I wanted to watch my daughter's caved-in
cheeks move up and down on my dick, her lips
pushed in and then out with every movement up and
down the rigid pole of flesh.
"I'm going to cum, Paula," I said.
She didn't stop. I could feel her suck even
harder, and I could feel her hand massage my balls
as they tightened. That was a sensation that I had
never expected to come from her, either. The feel
of her hands on my balls sent thrills through my
body. The sight of her head bobbing up and down in
my lap was just too much.
"Paula, I'm gonna cum, you know."
She gurgled. Then she nodded, and with my cock in
her mouth, it gave me wild sensations in my groin.
I was going to cum in her mouth, and she actually
wanted me to do it. I was amazed. I felt that
familiar sensation in my groin. I was going to
cum, right then.
I came, filling the back of her throat with cum. I
shot a huge load of cum, and to my surprise, she
tried to swallow all of it. Some of it ran down
her chin, mingling with the hair at the base of my
cock.
She swallowed and swallowed, drinking up the cum
like it was the best thing she'd ever tasted.
Finally, she pulled my cock out of her mouth with
a popping, slurping noise, and began licking it. I
had no idea where she had learned any of that. She
held it up with one hand while she moved her
tongue up and down the shaft, licking cum off it
like it was a lollipop. Then, she moved her mouth
down to my balls and licked the cum off them, too.
She stood and bent over the kitchen table. "Fuck
me, Dad," she said.
She pulled her shorts down along with her panties.
She spread her legs, and as she bent, I could see
her swollen cunt lips.
I pressed my cock against her waiting ass, and
felt the hot, moist spot where her pussy was. I
thrust my hips forward, sticking my hard cock
easily into my daughter's cunt.
"Oh," she said. "Daddy," she said, a mixture
between a whisper and a groan, "that feels so
good."
I continued thrusting in and out of her, faster
and faster. It had been a long, long time since I
had cum twice so quickly, but there was something
about my daughter that turned me on to such a
degree, I probably could have cum ten times.
I grabbed both of her ass cheeks and pulled her
back toward me as I thrust forward, slamming my
big, hairy balls into her pubic area with each
stroke. She began writhing and moving her hot ass
around, and she came, shouting, "Daddy!"
I continued thrusting, feeling the point of no
return rising inside me. I could feel my balls
tighten again, and suddenly, my cock stiffened
even harder than it was, and a great gob of cum
came shooting out of the head of my dick, deep
inside my daughter's hot pussy.
I continued thrusting, and I shot another load and
then another as she came again, her body jerking
every which way. She was grinding her ass backward
toward me, groaning and moaning.
I finished shooting my load, and I pulled my
shrinking dick out of her wet pussy. Cum dripped
out of her cunt as I pulled out.
She continued laying across the table for a few
seconds and then straightened to an upright
position.
"Wow, Dad," she said.
"Paula, that was great," was all I could say.
"You were great," she said. "Can we do some more?"
I nodded. "You've got to give me a chance to rest,
though, after a couple of thrills like that."
"I told you, the worst they could do is laugh,"
she said, laughing.
I laughed with her.
--- Bernard H., Thousand Oaks, CA
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