“Mmmm, Daddy, you feel so good inside me,” Stacey moaned as she rode him sensuously, rising and falling on his prick, gloriously lodged in her pussy. This was still her favorite way to fuck. She could control the tempo, and Mike could last forever.
He liked it, too, because he could just lay back and enjoy the view. And what a view! Stacey’s magnificent titties bounced high on her chest. Her nipples were hard savory little nubbins, which he would soon be tasting again. Her eyes were closed, and her hips were rotating in a deliciously wicked circle as she expertly rose and fell on his hard pecker, taking him deep to the root on every downstroke, and leaving only the barest tip of his cock in her steaming snatch at the top of her motion.
Every stroke of her snug, hot, wet pussy on his prick was heavenly. She gasped every time she slammed down on him, grinding her clit onto this pubic bone, and groaned as his prick-tip kissed her cervix deep inside her. At the top of her stroke, her pussy lips felt like they were kissing the tip of his cock, and when she started back down, those lips parted for him like he was penetrating her for the first time with every plunge.
Mike was loving this, although he was surprised how quickly they wound up in bed. As soon as he walked in the door, he knew something was up. There was a delicious smell coming from the kitchen, and when he walked in, he got the shock of his life.
Stacey had her back to him as he entered, and was busy stirring sauce in a pan on the stove, as pasta boiled in the large pot next to her. She was wearing one of her mom’s old aprons, and literally nothing else. The radio was on, loud, of course, and her perfect ass swayed and bounced to the dance beat.
Mike heeded the siren call, and walked up to her quietly. He placed a hand on her firm, naked butt cheek, squeezing gently. Stacey jumped in surprise, dropping the spoon on the stove, then turned and threw her arms around him. “Daddy! You’re home!” She gave him a quick kiss as he cupped her buns.
“I see you’re glad to see me, sweetie.”
“You have NO idea.” She pulled away from his grasp, picked up the spoon and rinsed it off in the sink. “I’m making you a special dinner, Daddy. It’s Chicken Marsala.”
His favorite. He marveled at the way his baby girl danced effortlessly around the kitchen, stirring the pasta and tasting the sauce, adding a smidge of spice here and there, chattering away about her day, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she was naked underneath the old apron. Yep, something was up.
“It smells great, princess.” Mike removed his coat and loosened his tie. “What’s the occasion?”
“No occasion, Daddy, I just know how much you liked this, and I wanted to make something special for you.”
“Uh-huh. You know, I want to believe you, but honey, your choice of apparel is making me think you may have an ulterior motive.”
She looked over her shoulder at him, sticking out her ass and waggling it for his viewing pleasure. “What… don’t you like it, Daddy?”
“I like it very much, darling girl. And yet…”
“Wow. I do something nice, and you get suspicious? Nice, Dad.”
“I’m not saying it’s anything bad, sweetie. Like, maybe you want to have another sleepover?”
“Dad! You’re an animal!”
“Perhaps, sweetie. Yet you’re the one naked under that apron.” He teasingly smacked one firm cheek, and walked to the refrigerator. “Not that I’m complaining, but I know you, baby.” He opened the fridge and removed a cold beer. “There’s something you want. Give.”
Damn. She was hoping to warm him up with dinner first, then sex him up as incentive. Oh, well.
“Now that you mention it…”
Mike opened the beer and took a swig. “Yes?”
Stacey sighed. “Well, you know we’ve been invited to go on a little vacation, Daddy, to Beth’s dad’s cabin in the mountains next week.”
“I know,” Mike replied. “I heard that was up in the air, though.”
“No, Daddy, it’s happening, and they want all of us to come with them.”
“Hmmm.” Mike sat down. “I don’t know…”
“Oh Daddy, can we go? Please? It sounds wonderful! They’re right on a lake, and we can swim, and go canoeing, and hiking! It will be SOOO much fun!”
“Princess, it sounds terrific, but all of us together in one cabin? That seems dangerous.”
Stacey turned to glare at him. “How is it dangerous?”
“Baby, you haven’t told anyone about us, have you?”
Stacey put her hands on her hips. “Just the Girls, Daddy. You know that.”
“Well, what happens if one of the Girls lets on to HER dad what happened in OUR bed?”
“Daddy, you’re being ridiculous. The secrecy pact has NEVER been broken, and no one wants anything like that to happen.”
“Still, with all of us cooped up in the same cabin together, something could slip out. And then, there will be hell to pay.”
“You’re overreacting, Daddy.” Stacey walked back to the stove, gave a quick taste of the sauce, and turned the stove off. “Dinner’s ready,” she announced, her annoyance obvious in her voice.
“Stacey, don’t be that way.”
“What way is that, Daddy? Grab the plates, and let’s just eat.”
Mike rose from the table, pulled a couple plates from the cupboard, and brought them to the stove. “Sweetheart, I can tell you’re upset about this, but…”
“But nothing, Daddy.” Stacey took a plate angrily from his hands, piling pasta from the pot onto it, then adding a chicken breast from the saucepan, and spooning the savory sauce all over. It smelled heavenly. “You LOVE spending time with my friends when they’re climbing into bed with you, but when we all want to go someplace special together, suddenly it’s ‘dangerous.’” She traded the empty plate in his hands for the full one in hers. “Here. Sit. Eat.”
Mike did as he was told, walking back to his seat at the table. Stacey joined him, and they ate in silence.
“The Marsala is delicious, baby. You really have a way with this dish.”
Stacey mumbled, “Thank you,” but did not look up from her plate.
“And that apron looks really good on you, sweetheart.”
“Thank you.”
“Wasn’t it your mother’s?”
“Maybe.”
“Seriously, It never looked that good on her; trust me.”
Stacey just ate in silence, looking down at her plate the whole time.
Mike put down his fork. “I’m sorry, baby, I just worry about these things. If anybody else found out about us, well, it would kill me to lose you. If the other dads don’t kill me first, of course.”
Stacey gasped in exasperation. He could hear her rolling her eyes.
“Plus, what the hell am I going to do, with all of you girls running around in bathing suits, and nightgowns, or, god forbid, less? My god! I’ll have an erection that would never go away!” He could see a smile forming on her face, even though she still looked down at her plate.
Mike reached across the table to touch her hand. “I couldn’t take a whole week of not being able to be with you. I would lose my mind.”
Stacey looked up at him. “Oh, Daddy.” She squeezed his hand. “I won’t be able to last a week without you, too. I PROMISE we’ll get away for some special Daddy-daughter bonding time.” She looked like she was about to cry. “Please?”
Mike’s heart melted, along with his resolve. “Stacey, if it means that much to you…”
She lit up like a Christmas tree. “Oh Daddy, do you mean it? Can we go? I PROMISE that we will find a quiet place to be together. LOTS of times. Please?”
Mike smiled. “Sure. We can go.”
Stacey jumped up from her seat, and came over to his to give him a big bear hug. “Thank you! Thank you! You won’t regret it, I promise!”
Mike put his arms around his darling baby girl, and remembered she was naked under the apron. He moved his hands down to cup and squeeze her naked buns. “You better take really good care of me when we’re there, sweetheart.”
Stacey smiled down at him, then reached down to untie the string. “I promise, Daddy.” She pulled the apron off over her head, and stood before him, gloriously nude. She took one of his hands, and placed it on her breast. “Let me show you my appreciation, Daddy.”
“But…” Mike looked at his food, knowing he wasn’t going to be able to finish it anytime soon. “Its… it’s Chicken Marsala! My favorite!”
Stacey dipped a finger in the sauce on his plate, then spread it on her erect nipple. “Here, Daddy, have a taste.”
Mike smiled. “Two of my favorite things to eat.” He used long swipes of his tongue to make wide circles around her nipple, making sure he captured all of the delicious sauce, then latched onto the nipple and sucked hard.
Stacey moaned, hugging his head to her tit. She used her other hand to scoop up some more sauce from his plate and coat the other nipple. “There’s more over here, Daddy.” Mike switched to licking and sucking this breast.
She was getting hotter by the second as he loved her tits with his mouth, and lifted him from his chair. “Come, Dad.”
Mike reluctantly let her nipple slip from his mouth. “But… I was eating, baby!”
“I’m hungry for something else.” She led him away from the table to their bedroom.
Once there, she kissed him deeply, and together they tore his clothes off of him. When he was naked, they embraced in a steamy kiss, and fell onto the bed. Mike was groping her breasts, and Stacey had a firm grip on his thickening tool.
They broke for air, and Stacey rolled on top of him, pressing her chest to his. “Oh, Daddy, you’ve made me so very happy!”
“Anything for you, princess. You just better remember your promise!”
“It’s the mountains, Daddy. The great outdoors. There will be plenty of ways we can get away. Oooh! We could go on a picnic! Won’t that be awesome?” She kissed his chest, and slowly slid down his body. “Laying out in the sunshine, all alone…” She kissed his tummy, loving the way his hair tickled her face. “Getting naked with you…, Sucking your cock…, out in the open where anybody can see us…,” She reached her prize, his stiff penis, throbbing as she stroked it.
Stacey rubbed the cock-head on her face, eliciting a moan from her father. Mike placed a hand on her head. “Go on, baby,” he whispered.
Stacey smiled, then planted a wet kiss on his cock-tip. “Getting you nice and hard with my mouth,…” She sucked the head into her hot wet mouth. Mike groaned deep in his chest, and his loving daughter slowly bobbed on his meat, taking him deeper and deeper, whipping her tongue all around the shaft.
“What else, baby?” Mike asked, breathlessly, as his baby girl blew him. “Tell me more. It’s making me so hot!”
She pulled her mouth off with a smack, stroking him fully. “Once you’re good and hard, Daddy,” she said, catching her breath, “I’ll climb on top of you, and put your cock in my pussy.” Stacey quickly gobbled his prick back up, taking him deep.
“Ooh, sweetheart, that sounds so good.” His eyes were closed, imagining the erotic scene playing out in his head, thinking about how it would happen for real in a few short days. “Tell me more,” he whispered.
Stacey pulled off his glistening stalk, smiled, and continued her fantasy, punctuating her sentences with kisses and licks of her sweet Daddy’s rock-hard prick. “I’ll grind on you slowly, until your whole dick is deep inside me… Then, I’ll ride you…, and fuck you nice and deep…, your hands squeezing my tits as you plow into me…, pinching my nipples, sucking on me…, making me cum all over your rock-hard cock…, riding you harder and harder…, until you can’t take any more…, and cum deep inside my pussy!”
Mike was panting as he visualized his daughter making love to him, going crazy as she sucked and nibbled his dick as she painted the picture. “Baby…,” he groaned, “Show me.”
Stacey bobbed up and down on his man meat a few more times, then rose up to straddle her father’s body. “Yes, Daddy,” she breathed, notching his prick-tip at the mouth of her pussy, “With pleasure.” She rotated her hips in a circle, grinding down on him until their pubic hairs meshed together. She started rising and falling on his cock in long, slow strokes.
“Show me how you’ll fuck your Daddy, out in the wild, all alone, lying on a blanket, sunlight bathing our naked bodies as we make love…”
Stacey did exactly that, riding him hard, moaning loudly. “Oh. Daddy, I can’t wait to do this to you on our picnic…, where I can be as loud as I want, cumming all over your cock…”
“Show me baby,” Mike ordered, thrusting up into her every time she pushed down on him in a delicious rhythm.
“Mmmm, Daddy, you feel so good inside me,” Stacey moaned as she rode him sensuously, rising and falling on his prick, gloriously lodged in her pussy. This was definitely her favorite way to make love.
Her father loved watching her ride him like this, her eyes closed, her youthful breasts bouncing with each thrust of his prick into her snug snatch.
“Louder, sweetie,” Mike reached up to grope and squeeze her tits. “Show your Daddy how much you love to fuck him.”
“Oh! Oh! Daddy! I’ll fuck you so hard! Oh! OH!” Stacey really let herself go wild, dancing on his pistoning prick. “Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh! You’re gonna make me cum, Daddy!”
“Yes, baby, let yourself go. It’s only you and me, all alone on the side of a mountain, lying on a blanket, our naked bodies basking in the sun, fucking the afternoon away.”
“Oh! Daddy! I’m cummmmimnng!!! You’re fucking me so good!”
“Oh! Sweetie, I can feel you cumming all over me!” Mike redoubled his efforts, thrusting up inside of her faster and faster.
“Oh! I’m gonna cum again! Do you want that, Daddy? Do you want me to cum all over you again and again?”
“Yeah, baby! Cum for your Daddy! I’m cumming too!” Mike pinched her nipples hard as gave one mighty thrust up into her spasming pussy, and then came with a roar. “Here it comes! Oh! Stacey! Cumming! Take your Daddy’s cum, baby! Take it all!”
Blast after blast of scalding cum burst from his penis, lodged deep within her pussy, pressing up against her cervix. Stacey screamed as she felt each hot shot, and came again, harder than before.
She collapsed in his arms, breathing heavily, reveling in the feeling of her Daddy’s cock throbbing deep inside her, as his cum and hers mixed together, dribbling out of her stuffed pussy, soaking their pubic hair, dripping onto the bed beneath them.
Mike held her tight, rubbing her back as they both came down slowly from their mutual climax. “Oh, Stacey, darling, you fuck me so good, baby.”
She raised her face to his, “Thank you,” she said, kissing him deeply. “I love you so much, Daddy.”
“I love you too, baby girl.” He kissed her tenderly. “Don’t make me wait too long for that picnic.”
“I won’t, Daddy.” Stacey laid her head on his chest, listening to his breathing. “I promise.”
Vacation week was going to be awesome!
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