ANGIE

"OK I'll be back by 6." He yelled up the stairs. "Bye Dad. See you later." I heard the door slam and a moment later heard his car pull out of the drive. I waited a few more minutes just to be safe before opening the drawer and taking the vibrator out. My already turned on body reacted to the buzzing and tingled. I lay back holding the ears against my clit, a powerful orgasm shook me within moments a second followed soon afterwards. I'd had the dream again and I needed the release of an orgasm or two or three. I could hear the voice from my dream encouraging me, I could almost see him sitting at the end of my bed, watching, assessing. I was sweating as the third and most powerful orgasm left me panting and moaning. I had been having the dream for as long as I can remember but its power to turn me on had never reduced. The man in it was always in shadow, just out of reach, but his voice was clear, crystal clear. The dream would start with him standing in the doorway watching me, talking to me in a crooning voice as he encouraged me to pleasure myself as he watched. He would tell me to spread my legs wide so he could see my glistening pussy and watch my fingers slide in and out of myself. He would tell me how he was going to fuck me and use me for his pleasure. I would wake trembling and yearning with my hand between my legs still hearing his voice. Lying back as my body quietened, I looked around the room, I had not stayed here for years and it still had some of my stuff from when I was a teenager. I was moving back in with Dad while I got my Masters in Education. He and Mum had split when I was 10 and Mum had taken my s****r Nancy and me to the other side of the country to get away from what she called his control freak ways. They were polar opposites, my parents. Mum was a liberal in every sense of the word, a free spirited, totally disorganised whirlwind. Nan and I spent our c***dhood in chaos, wonderfully creative chaos where we were encouraged to treat Mum like our best friend and advisor. Our summer visits to Dad were the exact opposite, there were rules to be obeyed and we were each given two projects to complete over the summer. One was usually academic like reading War and Peace and one was physical, like the summer I was challenged to be able to swim 50 lengths of the pool before the end of August. I was always nervous in the water and this was Dad's way of helping me get over it. Mum was a complete hands-on parent and knew almost every thought that we had but Dad, well he was more remote, we knew he loved us, but he was nowhere near as demonstrative. It felt odd, being 20 and back here, but it was saving me a fortune in rent and Dad was always out working. I got on better with Dad than either Mum or Nancy, Nan having inherited much of our mother's relaxed attitude to life. Me, I was quieter, not such an extrovert, I preferred a good book to a party and had made a conscious decision to focus on my studies. Dating took up too much time. I told myself it was not because Nancy had gotten all the looks in the f****y, she had Mum's long red fiery hair, pale alabaster skin and was slim. I had developed early and it always embarrassed me, I wore loose clothes to hide as much as possible. My hair was darker red and I was plagued by freckles. Mum tried to make me feel better by saying that I was curvaceous but I knew what she meant. No amount of time in the gym could make me sleek and slim like Nancy. I had accepted it. Most of the time. I had a few weeks still to go before classes began but had already moved in. I needed some quite time to cover the course reading list and was buried in a book out by the pool when Dad got home from work. "Did you have a good day?" he asked as he walked through to the kitchen and grabbed a beer. "Yeah, I did thanks. You?" "Was ok, am going to grab a shower and then we'll see about dinner. Gabby is coming over about 7." Gabby was Dad's latest girlfriend, I hadn't met her, but then I had not met any of the women in Dad's life they did not tend to be around for long. Mum always said that it was because he was selfish, but I think part of her also wanted to believe he had never gotten over her. Whatever the reason, women came and went in Dad's life and Nancy and I stopped trying to remember their names. "Great, I've made lasagne." It was one of the few things I made well but I was already talking to his back as he headed upstairs. I opened a bottle of wine to let it breath while I set the table and put together a salad, then headed up to change for dinner. Gabby was prompt as I knew she would be, I could not imagine Dad being with someone who was not punctual. She was dark haired, slim, smartly dressed and self assured. She flirted openly with Dad during dinner and was very touchy feely laying her hand on his thigh several times as we sat and had coffee afterwards. Dad seemed to enjoy the attention and I tried to look at him objectively as a man and not my Dad. When I was a k**, of course I had thought he was the most handsome man on the planet. Looking at him now, I had to admit that he still had it. He was in good shape, regular squash matches with Uncle Phil made sure of that. He smiled easily and it made his green eyes crinkle at the edges. He still had all his hair, unlike Uncle Phil. He was successful, dressed well and when he was in the mood, could be very funny. I had cooked so Dad and Gabby cleared up. When they were in the kitchen I watched as Gabby put her arms around his waist and pulled him to her and they kissed. I knew I should look away but couldn't. I found myself wondering if he was a good kisser. Wow, where did that thought come from. I got up, shouted good night and went to my room. I had set out a study schedule for myself and was determined to keep to it so needed to read a few more chapters before getting some sl**p. I woke with a start and sat up trying to work out what the noise had been. Was it a burglar or simply the noises of the house? Then I heard it again. It was muffled but sounded close. I didn't know what to do, go and investigate or just go back to sl**p. Curiosity got the better of me and opening the door, I realised it was coming from Dad's room. I giggled, Dad and Gabby were having some fun. Still smiling and about to close the door, I heard Gabby's voice. "Yes, Daddy, fuck me, fuck your little whore, fuck her harder." Gabby was calling Dad, Daddy? The rational part of my brain thought it was weird. But my clit had other ideas and began to throb. I knew I should close the door and mind my own business but I couldn't. I pulled on a robe and tip toed out into the hallway. "Yes, Daddy, that's it, show your whore who owns her." Gabby's voice was clear as a bell. I could also hear grunts, I guessed they were Dad's contribution. Gabby let out a series of "Yes's" and I could hear the low rumble of Dad's voice but couldn't make out what he was saying. I held my breath and concentrated, trying to pick what he was saying. It was too low. I took another step forward. By now I could see the door to Dad's bedroom, it was open just about an inch, the light spilling out into the hall. Even then I knew I should turn around and go back to bed, but I had come this far. One of Mum's phrases popped into my head: May as well be hung for a sheep as a lamb. I took another step towards the door. I heard a loud smack and Gabby squealed. My god, what is he doing to her. I had to see. One more step took me to the edge of the door frame and I peered through the small gap. I couldn't see the bed, but I could see the mirror on the wardrobe and in it the reflection of Dad kneeling on the bed and Gabby on all fours in front of him. Dad was fucking her from behind, he must have been fucking her hard as I could see her tits swaying. As I watched Dad grabbed a handful of Gabby's hair and used it to pull her head back. Gabby let out a shriek. It was so hot watching them, my pussy was on fire, I rubbed it through my nightdress. Dad's face contorted as he announced he was going to cum. He told Gabby to roll over and I got to see Dad's cock for the first time. I have not seen many close up, but it looked bigger than those, definitely wider. He was pumping it in his hand and spurt after spurt of his cum flew down onto Gabby. I couldn't see where it landed but Gabby was making "yum" noises. When he stopped, he just knelt there looking down at her and smiling said: "Such a fucking slut." I heard Gabby laugh and then she raised her head and took his cock in her mouth. "That's it girl, clean Daddy's cock. Show Daddy how much you love his cock." He held her head in place and looked out across the room. Looking straight at the mirror. Oh god could he see me? I ducked back into the hallway and ran as quietly as I could back to my room and my bed. The image of Gabby's mouth stretching to take Dad's cock was clear in my head. Despite the fright of him looking up like that, I was so turned on. I slid my hand down to find my pussy soaking wet. I replayed the whole scene in my head and came heavily before drifting back to sl**p. ~~~~~~~~~ The next morning, Saturday, Gabby had already left by the time I got up. After saying our good mornings Dad asked me to sit down for a moment. "Sweetheart there is something I would like to talk to you about." "Sure Dad, is something wrong?" "No, sweetie, it was just last night..." His voice trailed off. I knew I was blushing I dropped my head and let my hair shield the growing redness of my face. He cleared his throat before continuing: "Well it is a bit difficult. Last night when I was emmmm." He hesitated. "When I was with Gabby in my bedroom." He paused again. "While I was having sex with Gabby, I thought I saw you at the door. Were you watching us?" I nearly choked on my juice. He had seen me. Stammering, I explained about hearing a noise and going to investigate. I did not say what I had heard. "Once I figured out it was not a burglar, I went back to bed." He looked at me for a moment before nodding to himself and saying: "I am sorry sweetheart, Gabby is a bit loud. I hope you were not too embarrassed." "Don't worry about it Dad." I tried to sound more blasé than I felt. "I am going to re-decorate my room anyway, maybe I will just add sound proofing." "You are only here two weeks and already you are re-decorating." He said and I was glad of the change of topic. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Two nights later, I had the dream again, except this time the faceless man had a face, Dad's. He stood at the door, telling me to cum for him, telling me he was going to fuck me so hard that I would scream his name. I woke panting and with a throbbing clit. As I used the vibrator it was Dad's face and Dad's voice that filled my head. I could feel his hands on my hips pulling me back onto his cock, pushing deep inside me, telling me to play with my clit so he could feel me coming on him. The orgasms were earth shattering but afterwards I was ashamed of myself. Ok so I had seen him having sex but how could I even think such things about my own father? I avoided Dad as much as I could that week, afraid my horny thoughts would be written all over my face. But every night he was there in my dreams and they became more and more explicit. Again and again I felt his hands on my skin, holding my tits, using his fingers to spread me wide for his cock, fucking me hard. I felt his cock hitting the back of my throat, I imagined being on my knees in front of him licking him, tasting every last inch of his cock and balls, sucking every last drop from him. Each night I woke wet and horny needing to fill my pussy with the vibrator before I could go back to sl**p. I could not avoid him completely, at the pool I found myself gazing at the trail of hair that disappeared under the waist band of his trunks. Around the house I watched how the muscles in his arms bunched as he moved furniture. I became fixated on his mouth and wondered what it would feel like, taste like, how it would feel sucking on my clit. He caught me looking at him a few times but apart from a quizzical expression he did not say anything. I used to need to use the vibe only once a week, now I was needing release several times a day. The initial shame of thinking about Dad sexually had gone, now I just enjoyed the images. But still I couldn't wait until school started and I could settle back to ignoring my body and concentrating on my studies. One Friday night, Dad and Gabby went to a party, I was in bed when they got back but after I heard them come up the stairs, I crept along the hall and listened at Dad's door. I had not done this since he had caught me. But I hoped if they had had a few drinks at the party, they may have forgotten to close the door properly and I could watch again. The door was firmly closed and the sounds were not as clear but my imagination more than made up for it. It was me on the bed with him, not Gabby, I was the one sweating and panting. I listened until the noises died down before creeping back to my room and pulling the vibrator out of the drawer. I was soaking wet and it slipped easily into my yearning pussy. "Oh Daddy, that's right fuck me with your big cock." I stroked the length of the dildo in and out slowly before driving it back in as deep as it would go. "Yes, Daddy, give me your cock, all of it, I want all of it." The orgasm that built was so powerful I screamed as it washed over me. But I wanted more and using my hand on my clit, I encouraged my body to enjoy itself to the pictures in my head. I got up on all fours and imagined the feel of his legs against mine, him pushing my head deeper into the pillow. I was deep in my own fantasy world when I heard: "We seem to have a problem with doors in this house." I froze. My ass was high in the air, one hand was pushing the vibrator and the other was playing with my clit. I did not dare move and the minutes seemed to stretch into hours. Then to my relief I heard the door closing, I collapsed. "Fuck, Fuck, fuck." How long had he been standing there? What had he heard? I tried to remember the things I had been saying, but couldn't. "Turn around." I jumped at the voice, he was still in the room. I lay still as if ignoring his voice would mean that he was not there. "Angie, I said turn around." His voice was sterner, the voice he used when we were in trouble as k**s. "Angie." I rolled onto my back making sure that my hair covered my face and tried to grab a sheet to cover myself but they had fallen onto the floor. So I tried to cover myself with my arms. I felt the vibrator fall out of my drenched pussy. He was standing at the end of the bed watching me. The light was bad, but I thought I could see his eyes taking in my naked body. "Dad, please." My voice cracked. I tried again: "Can you hand me my robe please?" I pointed to it on the back of the chair, forgetting that doing so revealed my breasts to him. Instead of handing me the robe he came and sat on the side of the bed and gently moved my hair away, then cupping my face he said: "You were thinking of when you were fucking yourself." It was a statement not a question. The smell of him so close, the cool air and feeling my own nakedness robbed me of the ability to speak. I just stared at him. I watched as his eyes travelled the length of my body. "Baby, you are a gorgeous woman, you could have any man you wanted. Why are you thinking about me?" I tried to hide my face in the pillows, but his hand stopped me from turning. "Come on baby, talk to me. We can deal with this, just talk to me." I shook my head. "Angie." I shook my head again. "Ok sweetheart, I will let it go for now. But we will talk about this tomorrow." I watched him walk out of my room and close the door gently behind him. I was flooded with embarrassment. He had seen me naked, he had heard me calling out for Daddy, I groaned and buried my head in my hands. What had I done? I should have stayed in my bed that night and none of this would have happened. But even while I was thinking those things, I wondered if he had liked what he saw. How did my body compare to Gabby's? He had said I was gorgeous. Did he really think so? "Get a grip Angie, he was just being kind." I said it out loud to the room. My thoughts went back to worrying. What was I going to do? I lay awake for hours trying to think of things to say to him, how to explain if he raised it in the morning, each excuse more flimsy than the one before it. Many sl**pless hours later I delayed as much as possible before going downstairs. I heard Gabby leave and wished she was staying. I was uselessly rearranging my notes when I heard a soft knock on the door. "Angie, I know you are awake. Be downstairs in 10 minutes." His footsteps faded down the hallway. Oh dear god there was no avoiding this. I hid the black circles under my eyes as best I could, brushed my hair and practised my answers for his questions. He was waiting in the living room. "Sit down, sweetheart. I think we should talk about what happened last night." "Dad, don't worry about it, it was just a fantasy, not real." It was the best answer I had come up with the night before and was hoping that this would end the conversation. I turned to go back upstairs when he asked: "Is it a fantasy you have had a lot?" "Dad, please, I really do not want to talk about this." I put as much of the embarrassment I was feeling into the words. "Ok baby." He paused "But answer me one question please. Are you a virgin?" "Dad, no, of course not. I am 20 years old." I did not have to tell him the whole truth. "Then how come you have not had any boyfriends over, you have been here nearly a month now and I have only seen you with your girlfriends. Are you gay?" "No." I couldn't believe this. "It would be ok if you are baby. You just have to tell me." "Dad, no I am not gay. No, I am not a virgin. I just have the occasional fantasy about you fucking me. Nothing wrong with thinking about a good looking man is there?" I hoped my embarrassment would sound like anger or confidence. I was sure other girls had fantasies about their fathers. Surely he would end the conversation now. "No, I guess not." He paused. "And thank you for the compliment." "Well you said I was gorgeous last night, so I guess I owe you one." I thought turning the tables and embarrassing him would stop him but the moment I said it, I knew I'd misjudged. I could see his eyes move down over me as if remembering. Despite everything I could feel my pussy start to tingle, it was the way he was looking at me, like a predator. "Well you are gorgeous. Are your tits real?" I gasped. "Dad, I can't believe you are asking me that." My imagination sprang into action and I could feel his hands kneading my tits to find out if they were real. "Sorry, baby. I am just curious." "They are real." It came out as a breathless whisper. "Good." He stood up and walked to the window and stared out at the garden. I was frozen to the spot, my nipples were tingling and my pussy was wetting my knickers. He was quiet for a while. I hoped that this most embarrassing of conversations was finally over. I began to edge towards the stairs when his voice stopped me. "After I left you last night, all I could think about was your body. I fucked Gabby again and found myself thinking about fucking you." I gasped. He half turned at looked at me. "Does that shock you? That I could think of you as a desirable woman. That I could think about you sexually?" I could not believe he was saying this. He let out a brittle laugh. "I think I shocked myself." Maybe I was still asl**p and dreaming. I wondered if he was playing some sort of game with me to make me open up more to him. I decided to play him at his own game. "No, it doesn't shock me. As I say, they are fantasies, we all have them." He nodded but did not say anything, he turned back to stare out the window. "What if I told you it was not the first time since you moved in here that I had thought about you that way?" I collapsed into the nearest chair, not trusting my legs. I could not think of anything to say. My eyes were boring holes into his back. What was he saying? "What if I told you my cock is hard right now, just thinking about it." He turned and my eyes fell to his crotch, he was not lying. I could see the outline of his cock pressing against his trousers. "What if I told you that it took all of my will power not to go back to your room and fuck you last night? Not to grab you, push that dammed vibrator out of the way and fuck you." He walked towards me holding my gaze, stopped about a foot away and just watched me. I tried to stay looking at his face, but my gaze was drawn to his crotch. My hand had a mind of its own and I reached out to touch him. His hand came to rest over mine holding me tight against him. We stayed like that for several minutes. I could feel his cock twitching. "I cannot believe the sexiest woman I have met in years is my own daughter. He paused again. "I have had so many dreams about you Angie." There was something like pain in his voice. "Hearing you say those words last night, it was as if the fantasy had become real." He moved my hand slightly over his hardening cock. I sensed this was the moment, when it was up to me to decide what happened next. If I said anything negative, this conversation, this situation would never happen again. I really did not have a choice. "I dream about you too Daddy." I whispered. He let out a long sigh and held my hand tighter. I guess he had been worried he had gone too far. "And what happens in your dreams baby?" He knelt down in front of me, staring at me. "Tell me about one of your dreams." I shook my head. I couldn't. He reached out and caressed the side of my face, tucking my hair behind my ear. "I would really like to hear about one of them baby." He trailed a finger down the side of my face, and across my lips rubbing back and forth. Then down over my throat and came to rest in the valley between my breasts. He waited there looking at me for an agonisingly long time before circling my breast I gasped and could feel the nipple hardening. "In my dreams I touch you without your shirt on. Can I do that baby?" I nodded and he began to undo the buttons. Before he pulled the sides open he asked "Do you want me to stop?" His voice was shaking a little. I had lost mine and shook my head. "In my dreams I take your breasts in my hands like this." He pushed my bra down and began to rub his fingers across my nipples never breaking eye contact. "I dream of tasting you." He pause before dipping his head and I could feel his mouth, the mouth that had featured so much in my fantasies on my skin at last. I moaned deep in my throat as he sucked the nipple into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue. He looked up at me and slipped the shirt off my shoulders and reaching around me opened the clasp of my bra. "You are so gorgeous baby." He took my freed tits in his hands and began rubbing with his fingers. My dreams had never included the strikes of lightening that were heading directly to my pussy. "Do I kiss you in your dreams?" I nodded and his head moved closer and closer to me. He stopped just short of my mouth and I could feel his breathing. He rubbed his nose against mine. "Baby, if I kiss you I am not sure I am going to be able to stop." He paused. "Do you want me to kiss you?" I nodded slightly. He placed his lips on mine for just a moment. "Tell me baby, please tell me." At last I found my voice. "I want you to kiss me Daddy." The last word had barely had time to cross my lips before his were there. Slowly and gently at first, then I felt his tongue run across my lips and they parted for him. He increased the pressure of the kiss and his hands on my tits. I was on fire. His tongue explored my mouth, teased mine and they danced together. He raised his head for a moment to say: "Oh baby, you taste even better than I dreamed." Then he began devouring my mouth again. His hand went to the back of my head, holding me lightly but pressing me into the kiss. He dipped his head and began to kiss my nipples, as he kissed one, he rolled the other between his fingers. My body suddenly remembered how to move and I arched my back pushing myself deeper into his mouth, I took his head in my hands and held him tight. He pulled free of my arms and sat back a little. He ran a finger down the slope of my tit. "You are so beautiful baby. I know this is wrong, do you want me to stop?" I pulled him back to me and kissed him using my tongue to taste him as he had done to me. I had kissed other men before, but it had never been like this. He held me tightly to him, flattening my breasts against his chest. Too soon he pulled back. "In my dream baby, you undress me too." I fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. His nipples were hard, I leaned forward and took one in my mouth, kneeling on the floor to get close to him. I heard him take a sharp breath as I played my tongue over the nub. But he pulled away again and stood. I knew what he wanted and opened his trousers then pushed them down over his hips. His cock sprang free and looked even bigger close up. I went to take it in my hand but he stopped me. "If you touch me now baby, I am going to explode. Get back onto the chair." I sat and he knelt in front of me again. His hands went to my thighs, pushing my skirt up a little. "Your skin is like silk. Do you dream about me touching your pussy?" "Oh yes Daddy." He pushed his hands up to the apex of my thighs and rested them there for a moment. "Are you sure sweet baby?" "Are you Daddy?" "More than sure." His thumbs began to stroke my pussy through my knickers. My whole world shrank down to his hands and what they were doing: rubbing ever so slowly, too slowly up and down my drenched knickers. He dipped his head and I felt a light kiss through the cotton. "Ohhh." His looked at me. "You liked that did you?" As he asked the question, his fingers burrowed under the elastic and began to stroke my pussy lips. I was nodding to the first question when he asked another: "And that baby, do you like that?" He continued the slow torture. I spread my legs wider for him and was leaning back when his head dipped again and he bit lightly though the fabric of my panties. I moaned loudly, it did not hurt at all, but the sensation sent sparks through me. I could already feel the orgasm building. He hands left my pussy and cupped my bottom, lifting me and he slipped my knickers down my legs. "That's my good girl." He leaned over me and kissed me deeply. I could feel his lips, his tongue, the hair on his chest tickling my tits, but most of all I could feel his hand, opening up the folds of my pussy. "You are so wet girl." He placed his fingers in his mouth "And so delicious. Daddy is going to taste you now, is that ok baby?" Words were impossible and I watched as his head again disappeared between my thighs. I could not see past the skirt that was bunched around my waist but I could feel him blowing on my over heated pussy and then his tongue broad and soft licking me. A loud moan escaped as I felt his tongue harden and he darted in and out of the folds. All the while telling me how wonderful I tasted. When his tongue found my clit, the orgasm ripped through me. My thighs clenched around his head and held him there. I felt a finger push into me and a mumbled: "Oh baby you are so tight. I am going to have to loosen you to take my cock." He was going to fuck me, the thought rang clear as a bell in my head. As soon as I realised it, I couldn't wait anymore. "Oh Daddy, please fuck me now. I want your cock inside me." "Baby, Daddy's cock is a bit big." I was so scared he was going to change his mind, I didn't care. "Please Daddy, please fuck me I can't wait anymore." He kissed his way up my body, paying attention to my tits before finally arriving at my lips. "Baby are you sure? I want to fuck you so badly." He was rubbing the head of his cock against my pussy, I waited trembling under him, scared to move in case he changed his mind. Oh please, do not let him change his mind, I kept repeating it to myself as I tilted my hips to try and increase the contact. He raised himself above me supported on one arm and I could feel his cock begin its journey into me. It was agonising, waiting for him, I was biting my lip to stop from crying out. He pushed forward at last but then stopped. "Baby you are so tight, I don't want to hurt you." "Daddy please." Another push and I could feel the fullness as my pussy tried to stretch to take him. I tried to relax. "Daddy please give me all of your cock, I have dreamed about it. Please." "Oh baby I'm sorry." And he pushed in. His thrust had hurt a bit and I bit back a scream. But no vibrator ever felt this good. "Are you ok baby? Daddy is nearly all inside his precious girl." I nodded and stayed still, waiting for the pain to pass. "Can you take more?" I wasn't sure that I could but as the pain eased a wonderful feeling was radiating out from my pussy. Daddy pressed forward and I could feel his cock all the way up to my tummy. "My wonderful girl, open your eyes. I was to see you." As I opened them he pulled back a little and then eased back into me. I stared at his face, the face I had been dreaming about. He began to slowly fuck me, withdrawing a little and then pushing back in. Increasing the tempo and how much he withdrew. The orgasm built quickly and was one of the most intense I had ever had. "Good girl, cum for me." The line, right out of my dreams, tipped me over the edge to another one. I began riding a wave of orgasms that had lights exploding in my head. By now Daddy had begun to withdraw his cock nearly the full way, before pushing back in. He was making low guttural noises in the back of his throat. "Faster Daddy please." "No, baby, not yet." Despite his words he did push all the way into me in one long stroke, it felt so good. I could feel him gliding on my juices, they were spilling out of me each time he withdrew. I clenched my pussy muscles trying to hold him even tighter, "Oh fuck baby that feels so good." His hand wriggled between us and found my clit. The orgasm shattered me into a million pieces and somewhere I heard a woman's loud scream but I was beyond caring. At last he began to fuck me fast, pumping his cock into my singing pussy. I raised my hips to meet each thrust wanting him as deep in me as I could. I could feel his balls slapping against me, I gripped him tight, wanting to feel every inch of his cock. "Baby, I'm sorry, I wanted to make this last, but I can't, you are too fucking tight." With that he slammed deep into my pussy and I could feel the odd sensation of his dumping his load into me. From somewhere the realisation that I was not on the pill surfaced but was gone before it had fully formed as a thought. I was living on pure sensation, his weight on top of me, his cock inside me, the smell of him, the taste of his mouth on mine. Another orgasm ran though me. Daddy collapsed and I stroked his hair as he lay between my tits. As our heart rates returned to normal, he took my face in his hands and stared at me intently and silently. "Was that ok Daddy?" He laughed. "Ok? No baby, that was incredible. You are so responsive and they way you tightened when you were cumming, I am amazed I lasted as long as I did." I smiled happily up at him. "Come here you beautiful creature." He wriggled his way onto the seat beside me and held me close. I could hear his heart beating. My body was still glowing but as I shifted to get more comfortable, I could feel his cum leaking out of my pussy. "I'd better go to the bathroom." He kissed the top of my head and told me not to be long. I bent over to pick up my shirt from the floor but he grabbed the other end of it. "I want to see you, baby. Don't get dressed. In fact I think you had better take that skirt off." His hands found the zipper and after opening it, pulled it down over my hips. Leaning over he planted a light kiss on my mound and said "Stunning." I was not entirely comfortable moving around naked in the bright morning light, but I felt womanly and brazen. I was about half way across the room when he sat bolt upright in the chair. "You are on the pill aren't you? I never thought to ask." Turning to him I had to shake my head. "What? Why? You are having sex." He paused. "Oh you usually use condoms?" Again I shook my head. A look of terror passed across his face and he crossed the room in a flash, taking a strong grip of my shoulders. "What are you saying? You play Russian Roulette? I thought you were more intelligent than that." "No, Daddy. It is just that..." I stopped, I didn't know how to say it. "Tell me." "Well that was kind of the first time for me." "What?" He shook me a little. "You said you were not a virgin." "I'm not. I've played with vibrators, so technically I'm not." Even to my ears it sounded lame and I dropped my gaze. He let go of me and turning, rubbed his hands over his face. "Let me get this straight, you have never been fucked by a man before?" I shook my head. He seemed angry and I was a little scared. "That was your first time?" I nodded. "Oh baby!" he pulled me to him and I nestled snugly under his chin. "Why didn't you tell me? I wouldn't have .." I interrupted him, my temper flaring. "I know you wouldn't, that is why I didn't tell you." He held me away from him. "No baby, I wish you had told me because I would have taken more time, more care. I wouldn't have rushed it." Relief flooded through me, standing on tip toes, kissed him gently. "It was wonderful." He pulled me to him again and we stood there saying nothing for some time. "You had best go and get cleaned up baby." He turned me and with a light pat on my bum, sent me on my way. When I returned I was disappointed to see he was fully dressed. But I went to him and standing behind him curled my arms around his body and nestled my head on his back. He absently patted my hand. After a few minutes he began to speak. "I am sorry Angie. I got carried away. It was a mistake, it is never going to happen again. Do you hear me? Never going to happen again." "But Dad..."why was he saying that, it had been so wonderful, I felt the tears welling up in my eyes. "No buts Angie, a mistake." The nagging voice in my head pointed out that I had thought it was wonderful, but maybe it had not enough for him. Or maybe once was enough. I was that bad. "Ok Dad." I let go and began to get dressed. "The most important thing now is to get you to the doctor and get you sorted out. Go have a shower and I will call for an appointment." He never once looked around, he spoke to the window. The pain and humiliation was almost unbearable and grabbing the rest of my things I ran upstairs. I had been so happy just minutes before and now the soreness of my pussy just mocked me. I had been terrible, I had always thought I would be and so had avoided men and sex. I was not as pretty as Nancy or Gabby, so he did not want me. I cried long and hard in the shower. The drive home from the doctor's office was completed in almost total silence. I explained what the doctor had said, that I was now protected but he did not seem to hear me. When we arrived Dad announced that he was going to do some work in his study and closed the door firmly. I was at a loss, I had no idea what to do. Should I leave? But there was no way I would be able to afford my college tuition and rent. But I could not bear to stay here with Dad being so cold. And thinking of him fucking Gabby just down the hall. I let out a groan of pain. I will still curled up in the chair thinking when Dad came out of the study an hour later. "Do you want me to leave?" "No, of course not. Do you want to leave?" "Maybe it would be for the best." He looked at me. "Is that what you want?" I shook my head. "Angie, please talk to me. I have been sitting in there, tearing my hair out for an hour. What I did this morning was wrong." I cut across him: "I'm sorry." "Sorry? What are you sorry for?" I couldn't look at him. He was standing a few feet away from me but it felt like the Grand Canyon was between us. The tears were rolling down my face again. "Angie?" I finally found the courage to look up at him. "Baby, don't look at me like that." "I'm sorry." "Stop saying you're sorry." He sounded exasperated and ran his hand through his hair. "You have no idea do you? Not a clue." "No, I don't." My temper was beginning to raise its head. "It was my first time alright? How am I supposed to know what to do?" I stood up, glaring at him through the tears. "So I'm sorry I am not more experienced, I'm sorry I didn't satisfy you, I'm sorry I'm not more beautiful or sexy or whatever the hell it is you want, I'm sorry, sorry, sorry. Ok?" My voice had risen so that I was almost shouting. "Is that what you think? You think you did not satisfy me?" He grabbed my shoulders. "Angie, that was the best fuck I have ever had. I wanted you again the moment we finished." The pushed his hips into my belly. "Can you feel that? Can you feel how you are making me want you again? Dear god, I have never wanted a woman like this." He let me go so suddenly I nearly lost balance. I could not understand what he was saying. "But you said you didn't want to do it again." I was talking to his back as he poured himself a drink and knocked it back in one gulp. "No, baby, I said it was not going to happen again. Not that I didn't want you." His voice dropped, more talking to himself than me. "In fact it is worse, now I know the taste of you, the feel of you." He finally looked up and held out his hand to me. "Come here baby." I could smell the feint trace of whiskey as his hand curved around my cheek. "What I did this morning was wrong. It was wrong on so many levels. You are my daughter, my beautiful sensual, sexy daughter." His thumb ran across my mouth. "Your first time should have been with someone you love." I tried to interrupt him but he hushed me. "It should have been slow and all about your pleasure. Showing you what your body is capable of." He shook his head. "Instead I was like an a****l in heat, I had to have you as fast as I could." As his words sank in, my doubts and worries left me and a feeling of power took over. He wanted me as much as I wanted him. He let go of me again and went to the window. I'm selfish, I wanted you and did not give a thought to what you wanted or needed. I rushed in without even checking if you were protected. Do you know what could have happened?" He turned as he asked his question, but I was not listening. "Then next time you can make up for it." I opened my skirt and pushed it down over my hips and let it fall to the floor. "Angie, did you not hear a word I said." "Dad, I heard every word." My hands were opening the buttons of my shirt and I let it fall off my shoulders. "You said you did not do it right, I'm giving you the chance to correct that mistake." My bra followed the shirt to the floor. "Angie, stop this." His voice was a low growl but he did not move to stop me. "You wanted to show me what my body is capable of and I want to know." I closed the space between us and began to open his shirt. "And who could be a better teacher, than my own Daddy." He groaned when I touched his chest and laid one of his hands over mine. "Baby, there is only so much temptation a man can resist." I took his hand in mind and placed it on my tit. He groaned again. I could not believe I was standing in the middle of the living room wearing only shoes and my knickers seducing my father. "Who says you have to resist?" He grabbed my head and kissed me ferociously, hard and bruising, raping my mouth. It was the sexiest kiss of my life and I was panting when he pulled back. He was searching my face for something. "The doctor said you are protected now right?" I nodded, a thrill ran through me. He was really thinking about it. He kept searching my face. I could see the moment when he gave in. "Ok I will teach you baby, but then that is it, no more. Do you understand?" I nodded, right then I didn't care about anything other than feeling his cock inside me again. He was leaning in to kiss me again, when the doorbell rang. "Go upstairs and wait for me in my room, I'll deal with it." I began to leave when he called me back saying: "Baby, I think you should take your clothes with you." The doorbell rang again he yelled out "Be right there." then quickly kissed me saying: "And that goes for you as well." I ran up the stairs laughing, but a feeling of shyness came over me when I got to his bedroom. I was still standing in the doorway when he got there, breathless from running up the stairs. "Just a delivery guy." Taking the bundle of my clothes from me, he pulled me to him. "Are you ok baby? We don't have to do anything, we can just lie here and talk." I laughed. "Daddy, please, there is no way I am lying beside this." I took his cock in my hand, "And not getting it inside my pussy as soon as possible." He laughed as well. "A monster, I have bred a monster." He took my hand and brought me to the side of the bed and took off my knickers. As he undressed he said: "Lie on your back baby, I need to taste that gorgeous pussy again." I did not really hear, I was looking at his cock. It was beautiful, standing so proud against his belly. He took a step closer to the bed and I used the back of my hand to feel its hardness. I was fascinated, Daddy was smiling at me. So I placed my hand around it, my fingers didn't meet at the other side. I slowly pulled the tight skin down and the head of his cock appeared, deep red and glistening. "Have you taken a cock in your mouth before baby?" I nodded "Did you like it? Would you like to take Daddy's?" I nodded and he stepped even closer. I used my tongue to explore him first, how smooth the head of his cock was. I circled around it with my tongue. The one and only time I had had a cock in my mouth, he had pushed it in fast and with a hand in my hair, pushed me up and down. I had no time to explore and learn. I ran my tongue down Daddy's shaft feeling the veins and filling my head with the smell of him. I stretched my mouth wide and took the head in my mouth and again circled it with my tongue. I heard Daddy moan and that made me feel more adventurous, I dipped my head down and felt the ridge pass through my tightened lips. As I pulled back, I explored the hole at the top of his cock, and Daddy moaned again. "Oh baby, there is nothing Daddy is going to be able to teach you about sucking cock. You are so good." I tightened my lips more and sucked him in but when I felt him hit the back of my throat, I panicked a little remembering how Robbie had held my head down and I had not been able to breathe. "It's ok baby, only take as much as you can." Although his hands were on the back of my head, he was not pushing and I continued my slow exploration, pulling him into my mouth and back out again. I looked up at him as I kissed and licked the length of him again. "Can I taste you while you do that baby?" I scrunched up my face to show I did not understand as I took him back into my mouth. "Let me get onto the bed and I will show you." He lay on his back and I immediately could see how it worked. I turned to face his feet and placed a knee on either side of him, I could feel my pussy lips spreading for him. "Such a clever girl, that is so good." I was smiling as I tucked my hair behind my ear and taking his cock in my hand bent over to take it back into my mouth. But his mouth got to me first and I gasped as his tongue tasted me. He pulled my hips back towards him and his mouth sucked my aching pussy in. It was hard to concentrate on his cock when my body was being flooded with such delicious feelings. When his tongue found my clit, I screamed, the head of his cock muffling the sound. He sucked it gently and then harder and harder. Just as the orgasm was beginning he pushed a finger into me, quickly followed by another. I began to move, fucking my pussy with his fingers and his cock with my mouth. I shook with the f***e of the orgasm. He kept sucking and another orgasm followed the first. Through the haze I could taste the salty pre cum on his cock and tried to focus on taking him as deep into my mouth as I could. But I knew what I wanted! I dragged my pussy away from his wonderful mouth and scooting forward a little, was soon aiming his cock at my hole. "Turn around baby, Daddy wants to watch you impale yourself on my cock." I didn't want to delay, I wanted his cock in me now but I did what I was told and a moment later, I began to lower myself onto his rock hard shaft. I wanted to slam myself down on it, but he was too big and I had to take it slow allowing my body time to adjust to the sheer size of him. Daddy helped by raising and lowering his hips until he was all in. He felt even deeper and better than this morning. I looked at him with a big smile and slowly rocked back and forth, feeling the head of his cock move deep inside me. Daddy was beaming at me. "That's it baby, ride Daddy's cock, just how you want to. You are so sexy, look at you." Using my thighs, I raised and lowered myself letting a little of his cock slip out before letting my pussy gobble it back up again. "Play with your tits girl, one hand on your tits and the other on your clit." Throwing my head back, I arched my back and pushed my tits forward, feeling their weight in my hands and pinching the nipples. Daddy placed his hands on my hips to help me move on and off him. I was now letting almost all of his cock out before slamming back down, pushing him ever deeper into my hungry cunt. "My wild c***d, you are so fucking gorgeous. Ride Daddy, baby." Orgasms were rolling over me so fast I was not able to tell one from another. I was grunting and I could feel the sweat rolling down my back. He pushed my hand out of the way and began rubbing my clit harder than I had. I felt it growing in belly, the orgasm felt so big, like a giant wave, so big that I felt a moment of fear. It broke over me and was followed by another. I never knew I could feel like this. Daddy grabbed me by the waist and flipped me onto my back he was now in charge of how deep and how fast his cock was pounding into me. I wrapped my legs around him, spreading my pussy wide, I could feel his balls slapping against my bum. He changed pace and was fucking me so slowly, letting me feel every inch of him gliding into me. It was agony. "Please Daddy, fuck me hard." "You can't get enough of my cock can you baby?" I tried to use my legs to f***e him into me. He just laughed. "Tell me baby, tell me how much you want it." I couldn't think of words. "Please Daddy, please fuck me." He pushed a little bit further in but then withdrew. "Not good enough baby, try harder." The frustration was too much, the tears started to form in my eyes. "Please Daddy, I will say or do whatever you want, just let me have you inside me." His cock was slamming into me as I finished. "Good girl!" His words were interspersed with grunts. Two or three hard slams later and I was riding another wave of orgasm. Daddy continued to fuck me hard through it, I knew I was screaming but I didn't care who heard or what I was saying. "Daddy is going to fill your pussy baby, I have such a load for you." And with a couple of hard hip thrusts he was cumming. I clenched him as hard as I could with my pussy, draining all of him into me. He collapsed on top of me and the room was filled with the sound of heavy breathing as we both tried to recover. I whispered "Thank you Daddy." He moved his head sideways and planted a kiss on my forehead. "You have just given me another incredible fuck and you are thanking me?" I could feel his laughter rumble in his chest. "I should be thanking you. I should be on my knees kissing that pussy of yours. It grips me like a vice. I have not felt anything like it before. Are you sore?" I giggled and wriggled out from under him. I was sorry to feel his cock slide out of me but I had an idea. I scooted up the bed a little until my pussy was beside his mouth. "No Daddy, I'm not sore. I want more." I giggled at my rhyme "And I think you really should say thank you properly." I could feel his cum and my juices running out of me. Then I had a better idea and swung around and moving down the bed, took his cock into my mouth presenting my pussy to his face. Daddy was laughing. "I will say thank you by showing you something else, you insatiable girl." I felt him push two fingers into my pussy and scoop some of the combined juices. With his other hand he pulled my bum cheeks apart and begin to coat my bum hole circling it with his finger. I felt very odd but I barely had time to get embarrassed before I felt him begin apply pressure "Have you ever been ass fucked baby?" I mumbled "No!" around his cock. "Have you ever had a finger in your ass?" Again I shook my head. "Then you are in for a treat baby. A real treat!" I felt his cock twitch in my mouth. He increased the pressure a little but then went back to circling, over and over again he did that. The more he did it the better it felt and I could feel my pussy twitch. He cock was beginning to respond to my mouth when I felt his finger push through by bum hole. I gasped and his cock dropped from my mouth in shock. "Daddy?" My voice sounded small even to me. "Yes baby?" His finger began to move inside me and then pull out, I could feel the knuckle pass out and then back in again. "Daddy that feels funny." "I bet it does baby. But it feels good too doesn't it?" I wasn't sure. There was a sort of bright pain as he pushed in, but it was also causing bigger tingles. He circled his finger for a few moments before pulling it back out again. "I asked you a question baby." He pushed his finger back in to me. I sighed, it did not hurt as much this time and there was a definite response from my pussy. "Yes, Daddy, it feels good." Daddy laughed loudly. "Baby said she wants more, well that is exactly what baby is going to get." He slowly eased his finger out of my ass and moving me to one side got off the bed. "Stay right there, just like that baby, your ass looks so good." My knees were shaking, I could still feel his cum running out of my pussy and down my thighs, I could still taste the two of us in my mouth and he said I was getting more. I didn't know whether to be scared or what, I had done more sexually this morning that I had done in all of my life. It felt so good but the demons came to visit reminding me this was my Dad I was having all this fun with. It was wrong. We should not be doing this. I could feel my mind begin to take control and the demons telling me I was a dirty slut. Instead of feeling shameful, calling myself a slut excited me. I rolled the idea around, I was a dirty, fucking, slut. My pussy tingled, if this is how good being a slut felt, then I was going to be the biggest slut around. I wiggled my ass. "Hurry Daddy, my ass is getting lonely." He roared with laughter. "We can't have that now baby, can we? Just one more minute, Daddy needs to find something." I heard him open another drawer and exclaim when he found it. I felt him get back onto the bed and his hands on my ass, rubbing and squeezing. "I am going to make your ass so happy baby." I felt him rub cool liquid onto my asshole and he began to circle it before applying pressure and his finger slipped through again. He worked his finger in and out several times. "Now relax baby, this is going to feel a little different." It was thinner than his finger at the beginning, but then it began to flare and I could feel my ass stretching to try and take it. The bright pain was back, but not as bad as before. He stopped pushing and pulled it out again. "You are doing so well." He began to feed it back into me and this time my ass stretched to take it, I could feel it working its way into my back passage, it was the strangest feeling. I felt it getting wider and my ass resisted for a moment, but he kept up the pressure and then it sort of popped into my ass, it narrowed and my hole closed around it. "My baby is plugged for the first time. Well done sweetie, how does that feel?" "I'm not sure Daddy, it is very strange. Not bad strange, just strange." I couldn't find the words to describe the fullness of it. Then it began to vibrate. "Oh my god, oh fuck, Daddy." It was setting off the most unbelievable feelings, it was like a sensual tickle. My clit began to throb and my pussy to clench. His hand came through my legs and played with my clit. The orgasm came quick and strong and I screamed at the intensity. "Good girl, cum for Daddy." He kept teasing my clit, I felt the vibrations in my ass increase. Oh my god. Daddy grabbed me by the hips and flipped me over onto my back, he pushed my knees back to my shoulders and dived onto my clit with his mouth. The pressure of him licking and the bed intensified everything and I began to thrash as he tried to keep my clit in his mouth. I was shattering into a million pieces again, there was no Angie, only the feelings. His two fingers in my pussy were not enough, I needed more. I grabbed his hair and pulled his head away from me. "Fuck me Daddy, I need your cock in me. Please fuck me." "Girl wants DP does she?" I had no idea what DP meant, my pussy was demanding to be filled. "Fuck me." It came out as a growl. Again he laughed but kneeling back pulled me forward so that the head of his cock was just teasing the opening of my pussy. I couldn't bear it and pushing forward pushed his cock into me. It hurt a bit I was tighter because of the vibe in my ass but god it felt so good. "Such a greedy girl. Such a slut, needing two holes filled at once." There is no way of describing how good it felt, his cock filling me, the vibrator in my ass, his fingers playing with my clit. I felt like liquid, my skin had lost its ability to hold me as orgasm after orgasm took me. Daddy scooped me up so I was on his lap and his cock was so deep in me that I could nearly feel it at the back of my throat. He cupped my ass in his hands and began rocking gently. "Hang on baby, this is going to be intense." I wrapped my arms around him holding on for dear life, then the vibrations in my ass increased again. "That's it baby, let go. Your pussy is holding Daddy so tight." He was slowly fucking me, short jabs his cock hitting my cervix. I could feel my juices running out me as if somehow had turned on a tap. He leaned me back and began to feast on my tits while bucking his hips and fucking me faster. The last orgasm I remember began so deep inside me it was like a roll of thunder. By the time it reached my pussy, I was shaking and quivering uncontrollably. I know I screamed and growled and was slamming myself and my full ass down onto his cock like my life depended on it. The last thing I remember was Daddy saying: "Jesus baby, you are too much I am going to cum again." I was dimly aware of his arms wrapped around my back up onto my shoulders and his grunts as he dumped another load deep into me. But I wasn't there. Angie had left the building on an almighty orgasm.