Daughter Seduces Her Dad In The Best Way Possible!

In love with my dad’s cock
I was showing Carla the photos I had taken of my dad a few weeks ago and she screamed at the sight of them. “Bloody hell. you didn’t tell me that your dad was so horny!”

I looked at the pictures for myself. “Horny?” I asked in surprise.

“Yes. If I had a dad like that I would want him in my knickers and giving me a good shagging.”

I looked at her, “My dad shagging me?”

“Yes.” She look the phone from me. “He is so gorgeous. I would have had him making love to me day and night.”

I looked at her. “Are you telling me you would let your dad shag you?”

“Too right, if he looked like your dad,” she remarked.

“But your dad?”

She looked at me once again. “Dad, brother, or even another man. Yes, I would. He could teach me. And you,” she prodded a finger at me, “a lot about sex and how a man can give you the best bonk of your life.”

“But my dad. I know I have seen him naked on many occasions, but to have him inside me?”

“Why not? You shut your eyes and enjoy every moment of him inside you.” I pondered the thought of it. “Anyway, what is your dad like naked? I bet he has a big cock,” Carla asked with interest.

“Well, I don’t really know. He was not hard, if you know what I mean.”

“Yes, but you have to think about when it would be hard,” she added.

“Well, I guess it would be quiet big.”

“And can you imagine something that big inside of you?” Carla prompted me for more info.

“Well, if I was you, I would make sure you don’t miss out. You never know what you are missing.” I thought that by now Carla was joking with me, but then I realised she was very serious.

“So if you were going to seduce your man, how would you do it?” I asked.

“Well, I would make sure I had sexy underwear, something so he can see what he was missing.”

“See-though?” I asked.

“Yes-the more he can see, the better. Once you have his attention, then you know you have him. And there is the erection. That is a dead giveaway.”
All the way home, my mind kept wondering to Carla’s conversation about my dad. The more I thought about it, the more I was coming around to the idea that having sex with dad would not be a total no-goer, but I was still apprehensive of the outcome. How would dad react? Would he laugh at me or would he get annoyed at me for even thinking of sex with him? As Carla said, if you don’t try then you will never know. It was a very hot day. I pulled up in the drive and his car was there. I knew Mum was not about. She had flown off to the USA with her mates and that left dad and I to fend for ourselves.

As I entered the house I called for dad but didn’t get an answer. Looking about, I found him on the patio sunbathing in his skimpy trunks. My heart missed a beat as Carla’s words came flashing across my mind. Sex with your dad.

“Hi, sweetheart. Where have you been?” he asked looking over his sunglasses.

“Shopping with Carla,” I said, sitting down next to him on a chair. I stole a glance at the bulge in his trunks.

“Buy anything nice?” he asked.

It was my chance to see if there was anything that could happen between us. I felt a little nervous but what the hell. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. “Yes. Some sexy underwear,” I said and he smiled.

“It that all?” he asked.

“Yes,” I replied, feeling a little let down that he had not asked more questions. Then things changed and I knew from what Carla had said; if he asked what they looked like, then you have him.

“Well, let’s take a look. I think I could tell you if they’re are sexy or not,” he said, taking his sunglasses off. At that moment, I also knew that my life was about to change. I grabbed the thong and bra from the bag and held it up to show him. “Wow! That is sexy.”

“Do you think so?” I prompted him.

“Yes, very nice idea.”

“I’ll show you what they look like on,” I said quickly leaving him. He said something, but I didn’t wait. I went to my bedroom, stripped off my clothes, and then slipped into what you only just describe as underwear. I looked in the mirror. There was nothing for the imagination. My tits and nipples were easily visible, as was my pussy. It was the closest thing to being naked.

Heart pounding and nipples hard, I walked out on to the patio feeling sexy, and horny, but more naked than ever. He lied there looking at me from top to bottom. I noticed that he was paying particular attention to my pussy and tits.

“Well?” I asked.

“I am a little speechless.”

“Are they sexy or not?” I asked once more.

“Yes, most certainly,” he paused, “but you do realise that I can see right through your underwear?”

“Yes,” I replied with growing confidence. “Don’t you like it then?” I asked.

“Yes, lovely. I had not realised that you were quite a good looking young woman. You have certainly grown up, that is for sure,” he said, not taking his eyes from my body.

“It does make you feel sexy knowing that you can see all of me” I smiled.

“And you don’t mind that?” he asked.

“No, not in the least. You have seen me naked before.”

He smiled this time. “Two things: One, it has been a long time you used to run about the house and garden naked. Two, the other is you are not naked” I thought what he had said. I had come this far. Now have I got the courage to go all the way.

“Well, there is only one way out of this,” I said standing in front of him. I took my bra off then my thong. I stood there naked in front of him. “There you go, Dad. Naked.”

His eyes were wide apart. He feasted his eyes on all my best bits. Licking his lips he said, “Wow. You are a sexy young girl.”

“How sexy?” I knelt down between his legs and watched the bulge develop in his trunks. I touched his legs and he closed his eyes. “Do you like that?”

“Yes,” he said quietly. By now the bulge had turned more mountainous as his erection was coming fast. I took hold of the side of his trunks and he held my hands.

“I think you would be better taking your trunks off,” I said and he eased his hands away from mine. Slowly, I pulled them from his body and out came this monster of a cock. Thick, hard and at least 7” of throbbing cock. “Wow, Dad, you have a gorgeous cock,” I said taking a hold of it. My hand could hardly go around the circumference of his cock. I found it to be very hot and slightly sticky. Slowly I started to toss him off and he moaned quietly.

“Nice?” I asked.

“Yes, very” he replied.

“Well, just lie back and enjoy yourself,” I said pulling on his manhood. I found that just one of my hands was not big enough to go around his cock so I took hold with both hands and started to wank him a little faster, which he enjoyed. He was moaning softly and I took it into my head that cock sucking could taste rather good. I leant forward and he looked at me.

“Do it sweetie, just for your dad,” he pulled his skin back and it was the first time I had ever seen a helmet. I could now understand why they called it because it looked like one. I licked up the shaft of his meaty cock and slipped my lips over the end of his knob. It was sensational feeling to feel something so hot, but pliable in my mouth. Now I knew why women crave cock sucking. His whole cock filled my mouth as I sucked the end of him. I tried to take all of him, but he was too big and I nearly choked, but I persisted, getting as much of his large cock into my mouth. His breathing was getting faster and beads of sweat were forming on his forehead.

“Is that good?” I asked though the mouthfuls of cock. At first he didn’t say anything, but his panting got a little faster.

“Ho yes,” he called out. At first I didn’t realise he was coming, then when he started to call out “Ho yes, ho yes!” I released my mouth from his hot cock. He took hold of it and started to wank himself. I sat there watch only a few inches away from the helmet. He cried out loudly and then he erupted with sure force. White, hot sperm came shooting out from the little slit on the end of his cock, ejecting it with a long line of love juice right up his chest. He stopped, and then went again. More came out, but not as much. He lied there just holding his cock. I took hold of it. Sperm was still oozing from the end. I quickly put into my mouth and sucked hard, giving him a little squeeze as I went. I felt the hot liquid filling my mouth more and more ‘til I knew I had either had to swallow or spit it out. Swallow it I did. As the thick, creamy liquid slid down the back of my throat I knew now why cock was so great to suck. I sucked and sucked him until all of his sperm had been drunk and his cock was going soft.

As I came off him, he was smiling at me. “That was such a lovely cock suck, sweetie.”

I stroked his legs. “All my pleasure, but can I ask you something?” I asked sliding my hand over his soft cock.

“Yeah, sure.”

“Will you fuck me?” I said and he looked at me.

“Do you want your dad fucking you?” he asked.

“Ho, yes please. I need you inside me,” I begged.

“Then let’s go inside the house and we will see what we can do for you.” Once we had cleaned the sperm off his chest, I took his hand and we went to my bedroom. I quickly jumped onto the bed, opened my legs wide, and asked him to take me. I noticed that his cock was already hard as before. He lied down on top of me. My pussy was wet and juicy as I felt the tip of his large knob pushing on my pussy lips. I looked down at his cock as it started to slid into me. OMG. I thought to myself as my dad’s cock filled up my aching hole. As he started to push himself into me I could feel the weight of him on me. His sexy, muscular body pressing against my belly and breasts and I was so overwhelmed with emotions. He collected me up in his arms and caressed me as his cock was deep inside on me. I started to go what I could only describe as a state of utter fulfillment. I was trembling and sweating at the same time. There was a feeling I could not understand, but I knew I could not stop it. Dad was thrusting his cock hard into me, but it didn’t feel it was enough. Then suddenly this almost out of body feeling took hold of me and I screamed with sheer pleasure and delight. I held on to Dad as he kept pumping me hard.

“Ho, sweetie. I am coming!”

“That is ok. Let me have you,” I moaned my pleasure. He started to shake and then let out a soft little cry of satisfaction. He pumped me, stopped, and then he pumped me more. He lay there on top of me for a while, taking his weight off me with his elbows. He looked at me and laughed.

“You are one horny, little girl,” he said a little breathlessly.

“I know, Dad, but so are you. Your cock makes me so sexy. I want more of that.”

He stroked my tit. “I think, sweetie, we could do this as many times as you like.”

“Just what I was thinking,” I said, as Dad rolled onto his back. I was on top of him, ready for the next good shagging. Dad and I made love all day and into the night. When mum came home, she didn’t expect anything. And why should she? It is not something you think of that you husband is fucking his daughter.