Smells Like Love: Dad’s Discovery (Part Two)

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[Smells Like Love: Dad’s Discovery](https://literotica.com/s/smells-like-love-dads-discovery)

Lily left to get cleaned up and I did the same. I made it downstairs first and, when my stomach growled, I decided that we needed burgers. I went to the patio and started up the grill and, when I went back inside to get the patties, found Lily chewing on an apple.

“Oh, I was just gonna make us some cheeseburgers,” I said, dejected to see her already eating.

“Perfect, I’m starving!” she replied emphatically. Relieved, I stepped forward, but she blocked my path. She stood on her toes, wrapped her arms around my neck, and kissed me on the cheek. “I love you, Dad.”

I’d heard those words from her a million times before, but it was different this time, and I understood her meaning instantly; she was still my loving daughter, and I her adoring father, we just had another level to our relationship now, an extra spice to our love.

“I love you too, sweetheart,” I reciprocated as I pulled back slightly kissed her on the forehead. “You wanna watch your old man work the grill?”

“In a minute, I’m gonna roll a joint so we have a snack for after.”

We discussed her plans for the future while we ate; after two years at a local college, she had decided to take a year off, but wasn’t sure how to spend that time. She insisted that she should get a job, but I was adamant that she volunteer at an animal shelter or something similar.

“I wanna help you out more,” Lily complained, but it was unfounded; I made a good living, had a sizable savings, and the house was nearly paid off. But she didn’t know that, all she really knew was that I was a single dad supporting her in a beautiful home in the wealthy suburbs. But how could she see further when I never let her in on that side?

“Trust me, your time would be better spent doing something you’re passionate about than working a job you hate. And hey, if you want, I’ll let you in on our finances so I can prove that we’re okay.” She reacted keenly to that idea.

A few minutes later, we had both finished our food, so we moved to a nearby bench to smoke up. Lily cuddled up against me again and I didn’t question it for a second. In fact, while I was usually careful to keep my arm high around her shoulder or low by he waist, this time I allowed my grasp to fall in a more centralized location, just under her bust.

When the joint got so low that it burned our lips, we tossed it, but we remained there together for a while longer, enjoying each other’s warmth and the open air. We made occasional small talk for a bit, but gradually fell into a comfortable silence. At least half an hour passed before Lily asked out of the blue:

“So if you could go be one of the first settlers on Mars, would you?” I was high, so I thought much longer about the question than necessary, and that allowed me to come up with the perfect answer. (Though if I’m being completely honest, I might have/probably might have spit out the same exact thing or something very similar, just faster and with less contemplation and sincerity.)

“Only if I get to bring you with me.” Lily didn’t say anything in response, she just hugged me tighter and I did the same to her.

We unfurled eventually and headed inside. Lily had left her phone on the kitchen island while we ate, smoked and cuddled intimately, so she of course had a lot of texting to do when she got her phone in her hands. I went to the living room and turned on the TV. Several minutes later, she joined me on the couch, sitting with her legs across my lap. I moved my hand to her thigh without thinking and grasped it firmly.

“So, you going to that party with your friends?” I asked her. Lily rolled her head back and sighed.

“They’re not going anymore, they’re going to a different party that’s way too far away. But this guy I met is still going and wants me to still go, but I don’t know.” She lifted her head and looked deep into my eyes before asking, “what do you think I should do?”

Holy shit, is she testing me right now? I asked myself. I didn’t think much beyond that, I just answered instinctively with my lesser head.

“Nah, you should stay in, we can have another movie night..” Lily’s approval of my response was written across her face, her eyes big and her smile bigger.

“Okay, sounds like a plan! But I gotta run out and get a couple things fist.” She stood up and pulled her leggings higher around her waist, stretching the already sheer fabric, and, sitting right behind her, I wantonly admired her sexy cheeks and the bright red thong between them.

“What things?” I asked as she walked away, my eyes still locked on her ass, enjoying the way it moved with each step; she had such a sexy gait, her hips swaying back and forth.

“Just girl things,” she said with a shrug, looking over her shoulder and catching me checking out her ass. “Enjoying the view?” she asked, smirking.

“So much,” I replied shamelessly and she grabbed her ass and squeezed it.

“I’ll be back in ten minutes,” she told me as she slipped into a pair of sandals, though I knew she wouldn’t; Lily was notoriously bad at estimating how long it would take for her to do something. “Love you,” she called out habitually as she opened the front door.

“Love you more!” I yelled back as she left.

I considered taking a shower before she got back, just in case, but decided it wasn’t necessary; I was still clean from the last one. But there was something else I could do to make myself more presentable. With a dustpan and brush in hand, I went upstairs and headed for my bathroom to do some man-scaping.

Twenty minutes later, I was still maneuvering the clippers around my groin, clipping long hairs that had somehow escaped previous passes. My pubic hair had grown thick and long in my years of celibacy, so it took a while to trim it all back.

It had been several years since I tried dating; Lily always seemed to hate my girlfriends, and my loyalty was to her above all others, so I eventually stopped trying, resolved to seek a new partner when she inevitably moved out.

Once I finished cutting my pubes, I eyed my package, which was hanging heavy from the massage it had just received from the buzzers, and it looked much bigger and cleaner. After I rinsed and dried my genitals to rid them of lose hairs, I got dressed and went back downstairs, and just as I plopped down on the couch to search for a movie for us to watch, Lily returned.

“Honey, I’m home!” she bellowed joyfully.

“That was the longest ten minutes of my life,” I remarked; it had been over half an hour since she left.

“The wait was worth it, trust me,” Lily replied, piquing my interest. “I got us some wine!” she added, which was nice, but not nearly as exciting as I had hoped.

“Nice. I’m gonna make some nachos, you can pick the movie tonight.” While I prepared our snack, Lily disappeared for a couple of minutes, then returned and began searching the myriad of streaming services we were subscribed to.

“I can’t find anything,” she said with a frown as I put the plate down on the table and sat next to her.

“You know what that means…” When we couldn’t decide on a movie to watch, we defaulted to the greatest cinematic adventure of all time.

“Princess Bride!” Lily answered. It was at the top of the favorites list, so within seconds she had it rolling. We watched quietly as we ate, devouring the nachos within minutes.

“I’m gonna open the wine,” Lily informed me as she stood up and again adjusted her pants right in front of me, giving me an eyeful of her ass. But her red thong had been replaced with a pair of pink booty shorts, identical to the soiled pair she had gifted me except for the color.

“Mm, those are sexy,” I commented and she responded by bending over at the waist a bit to show her undies off.

“I thought you might like ’em,” she said, then went to retrieve a couple of glasses and a corkscrew. While she poured the wine, I pulled the coffee table closer to the couch so that we could easily reach our glasses.

Lily returned and place our drinks on the table, then sat half on top of me. With our bodies entwined more tightly than a father and daughter should be, we resumed the movie, sipping our drinks and refilling as needed.

My dick was mostly hard from the subtle passion throughout the movie and I was sure she could feel it on the underside of her thighs. As the story reached its climax, the Humperdinck beaten and Westley finally having unfettered access to his love, I was aroused and feeling bold.

An idea popped into my head and, without proper consideration, I guided Lily’s hand to my erection. She reacted earnestly, slipping her fingers around my shaft and squeezing it firmly through my sweats. I paused the movie with just seconds left and tilted my head down at her.

“Wanna go upstairs?” I asked as she groped my cock.

“Yes,” she responded breathlessly. As we neared the top of the steps, Lily looked back to check if I was staring at her ass again, and was pleased to find that I was. I expected that we’d go into my bedroom, but she led the way to her room instead.

I rarely went into her bedroom over the past few years, affording her the privacy that most young adults sought. A year or so earlier, at Lily’s request, I’d hired painters to come in and change the walls and ceiling from bright pink to white. The posters of boy bands and rappers and fictional characters had all been removed from the walls as well, and the unicorns on her desk had been replaced with flowers and a candle. My little girl had grown up.

White sheets adorned her bed, and a purple comforter laid flat on top, neatly made. I stood at the foot of the bed and was about get up on it, then I suddenly remembered I was missing something.

“Hang on, I gotta grab a pair of shorts, I’ll be right back,” I said as I spun around and stepped forward to leave, but Lily blocked my path.

“Can I do it this time? Jerk you off?” Her voice was soft, but filled with desire. I balked at her question for a moment, gaping stupidly.

“Yeah, sure,” I replied finally, stepping back. Lily’s hands went to my chest and pushed, encouraging me to sit on her bed.

“I have lube,” Lily revealed as she went to her dresser and pulled out a small bottle from the top drawer. I didn’t think much of it in the moment, but a few days later I realized that she had left earlier with the main goal of buying that bottle of lube.

She came back to the bed and, standing before me, peeled her top off, her tits jiggling as they were liberated, then pushed her leggings to her ankles and stepped out of them, leaving her naked but for those enticing pink booty shorts. Then she proceeded to strip me of my sweatpants and underwear and I helped by lifting m butt and pulling my shirt off.

“Oh, nice hair cut,” she complimented, immediately noticing that I’d trimmed my pubic hair.

“Yeah, it was overdue.”

“I love it, you look way bigger now, and cleaner too,” Lily continued, and I swelled with pride. “I’d love to shave it for you one day,” she offered and I was quiet for a moment, considering the idea. It might be a little weird, but if Lily preferred it clean shaven…

“As long as you can do it without leaving a bunch of red bumps, I’m fine with it,” I agreed.

“Nice, maybe I’ll do it tomorrow.”

So there I was, sitting nude on my daughter’s bed with her standing before me in naught but her tiny lace underwear, while we contemplated spending part of our Sunday in the bathroom so she could shave my cock and balls and, honestly, I didn’t even feel weird at that point; intimacy already felt like a normal element of our relationship.

How have we come this far so quickly? I wondered. Maybe it’s been bubbling under the surface all this time, I answered myself swiftly.

Lily’s heavy breasts were inches in front of my face, so full and round and tantalizing, but just as the inclination to reach up and squeeze them hit me, Lily pushed me onto my back. I scooted closer to the middle of the bed and grabbed her pillows to prop up my upper body while she fiddled with the bottle of lube. She scratched at the top until she managed to break the seal, dropping scraps of plastic on the floor carelessly.

My hard cock laid patiently on my stomach while Lily knelt beside me. She squirted a bit of lube into her palm, then rubbed her hands together thoroughly. She grasped my shaft with her small hands and her fingers couldn’t quite wrap all the way around it, plus the head of my cock poked out the top of her stacked fists.

“Fuck, it’s so thick and long, I love your cock,” Lily commended me.

“Can I touch you too?” I asked as she began pumping her hands up and down.

“Yes, please do,” she consented eagerly, then sat down with her legs spread and her hips angled toward my head. I slid a hand up her bare thigh, then, through her thin underwear, I very lightly ran a finger up and down her pussy. While she continued to stroke me slowly with both hands, I rubbed her pussy, gentle yet persistent, until I felt the material grow damp. Maintaining my soft touch, I pulled her panties to the side, revealing her smooth, soft lips.

“Let’s get these off,” I suggested, and she quickly obliged and removed her pink booty shorts, then sat down again, one leg extended beside me, the other stretched across my torso, her pussy spread between her thighs, open to to my view and inclinations.

I responded by licking a finger, moistening it before I dragged the tip through her slit, opening her labia. I explored her with my finger while she removed a hand from my shaft and upped the pace, her fingers and palm gliding up and down my cock swiftly.

“Squeeze harder when you get to the head,” I requested and she complied immediately, and surprisingly well. Soon she was jerking me off almost as well as I did.

“Playing with my clit gets me really wet, but I can’t cum without hitting my g-spot, don’t ask me why,” Lily informed me. I dragged my thumb up her soft lips to the top, pulling her hood back and pressing the pad of my digit to her hard little clit. “Don’t go easy on it,” she added as I began massaging it. So I applied more pressure and rolled my thumb around her erect nub, and her pussy became noticeably wetter and she let out a sigh of joy.

I reached across my body with my other hand and slipped a finger inside of her, stirring my digit around her confines of her channel for a moment before searching her upper wall. When she gasped and her hips jumped, I knew I had found her sweet spot.

Her hand had slowed on my dick while I flicked her bean, but now it ceased all movement, simply holding the stiff, swollen organ near the middle. After a couple minutes of me working her two most sensitive points, her fingers pulled away from my cock and sh grabbed her tits with both hands. She was breathing quite heavily and her mouth was partially ajar, drinking in air unsteadily.

“Yes, that feels so good, keep going, harder,” Lily pleaded and I doubled my efforts for her, grinding my thumb against her clit more roughly and pushing another finger inside her to help massage her g-spot. “Fuck, yes, that’s perfect, I think I’m getting close.” She grabbed her nipples, pinching them tight and pulling on them. “Yes, I’m so close, keep going,” she begged of me needlessly; I had no intention of letting up until I made my baby girl explode on my hand.

Though it lay forgotten on my stomach, my dick was still rigid as steel– in fact I was hornier now. I loved getting girls off, nothing got me hotter than making a woman tremble with pleasure. And Lily was starting to do just that, her body quaking softly.

“Yes! I’m cumming!” An instant later, I felt her walls contract around my fingers and her pussy grew hotter and wetter. Her body tensed and she fell back on the mattress, gripping her tits hard as pleasure consumed her. At the height of her orgasm, her body twitched hard a few times and she let out an elongated sultry moan. I continued to toy with her cunt until her body and cunt relaxed.

I pulled my fingers out of her pussy, but kept my other hand where it was and slowly, lightly continued to do rub her clit. Lily sat up, smiling wide and shaking her hand softly.

“I can’t believe my dad just got me off, that was so hot!” She watched as I brought my finger to my mouth and sucked them clean, tasting my daughter’s delicious nectar. “Hey, don’t forget to share!” Lily complained.

“You want some? There’s plenty left, you covered my whole hand.” I held my hand out to her to show her and she took it by the wrist, guiding it to her mouth. Lily wrapped her lips around my other ring- and little fingers and nursed on them diligently. She got her cum off, but left her saliva in its place. Then she gave my thumb similar treatment and cleaned the rest with her tongue, dragging her soft, pink organ across my palm and the back of my hand.

“Mm, I taste so good.”

“I second that. Alright, you’ve had your fill, now you’ve got a handjob to finish.” Lily giggled and looked down at my hard on, licking her lips as she admired my meat. After applying a bit more lube to her hands, she grasped my stiff wood and began stroking it like a pro. Her other hand went to my balls, cupping my sack and caressing my nuts gently.

Lily’s grip wasn’t as firm as mine, but she moved her hand up and down the length of my dick so earnestly. At one point she focused her effort on the head, squeezing it tight, twisting her fingers around it, swiping her palm across the tip. I didn’t have to tell her that I loved it, my hips jerked up in response, and she got the message.

Her other hand moved upward, grasping my rod just under the head and stroked it short and hard. My head swelled larger as she caressed the underside and played with the top, and soon I felt a tell-tale tingle in my balls.

“I hope you have a towel, ’cause I’m about to cum hard,” I warned her.

“It’s okay, Daddy, just cum.” So I did. I inhaled sharply as my balls lurched and churned out fresh cum. My dick pulsed in Lily’s grip, but at the last second, she removed her hand from the tip and replaced it with her lips, taking my dick into her mouth just enough to encompass the bloated, purple head. Over the next minute or so, I experienced the most erotic event of my life (so far).

I gasped as my first spurt shot out of my cock and into my daughter’s mouth. Lily kept stroking my cock, her fingers bouncing off her lips, coaxing as much of my cream out as she could. She didn’t let up until it began to soften, then she removed her mouth carefully so she didn’t lose a drop of my seed. Sitting back, she opened her mouth to show off my load, sloshing my cum around with her tongue.

“Swallow it all and I’ll take you on a shopping spree,” I promised, though I I was sure that was her plan anyway; I just wanted to dote on her anyway. Lily’s eyes lit up at my offer and she promptly closed her lips and swallowed with a gulp, then opened it to show me her empty mouth.

“Okay, so we’ll go shopping in the morning, then I’ll shave you after, and then, well, probably this again.”

“Yes, definitely this again,” I agreed shamelessly. I knew it was wrong, but hey, as long as we didn’t fuck, it wasn’t that bad, right? “Alright, I gotta get cleaned up.”

“Me too,” Lily concurred, and we went to our respective bathrooms.

It was a little after eight o’clock when we met up in the living room. Lily went right for the wine, filling our glasses. She had changed into a pair of black sweatpants and a hoodie (my old, gray, beaten up hoodie to be precise). It was only closed three-quarters of the way and all I could see under it was skin

“Are you wearing anything under that?” I asked as Lily handed me my glass.

“Nope,” she replied bluntly as she unzipped the sweatshirt and pulled it open to prove it.

“Good to know. Wanna shoot some pool?” About a year earlier, I had cleared out the large, open basement and began renovations to make into a game room. I hadn’t done much yet, just replaced the old wall panels, carpeted the floor and added a pool table, dart board and some furniture. My next goal was to have a full bar installed and maybe a big screen TV and some theater seating.

“Sure, I’ve been practicing recently,” Lily said as she turned to lead the way. Once downstairs, she went to the rack of cues to retrieve our sticks while I racked the balls. “Can I ask you something? Lily asked as she stepped up to the head of the table and leaned over to the position the cue ball, her hoodie falling open and giving me a clear view of her beautiful breasts.

“Sure, but could you zip up? My dick is sore enough already, and getting hard is just gonna make it hurt.” I couldn’t remember the last time I’d gotten off three times in one day. Lily laughed and acquiesced, zipping up the sweatshirt to the top.

“So do you think it’s weird? What we did today?” I pondered her question as I eased the triangle away from the table, leaving the pool balls arranged neatly.

“Most of the time, especially when we were actually doing it, no, not at all. But I did feel very guilty a few times. But, I keep reminding myself that you’re a grown woman now, and an extremely beautiful and sexy one at that.”

“Thank you,” Lily interjected, beaming with joy at my compliment.

“I definitely enjoyed, let’s say, our time together, and it seemed like you enjoyed it also, so no harm done.” I shrugged and turned the question back on her. She put on her thinking face, lips pursed and pushed out, and leaned on her cue.

“Okay, to be honest, I loved ‘our time together,’ and I’ve kinda actually been hoping for something like this to happen for a while.” I had a feeling that was the case, so I wasn’t too shocked to hear her say it. “And I’m kinda wondering how far will it go,” Lily asked indirectly. I took a breath and, not wanting to face that question yet, answered ambiguously.

” Well, we have to draw a line somewhere, right? We’ll just have to figure out where to stop as we go along.”

“Okay,” Lily said with a slow nod as she weighed my answer, then she leaned over, lined her cue up and took her shot. “So you do wanna fuck me, right?”

“Lily,” I started, but I had no idea what to say next. I shrugged and eyed the table, looking for my best option. She wasn’t lying, she had definitely been practicing and it showed from her break; the balls were strewn across the table, though she hadn’t managed to pocket any. “Nice break,” I said as an aside. “Sex might have to be where we draw the line,” I argued as I rounded the table and lined up a shot, finally answering her question

“Why?” she shot back, a hint of annoyance in her voice. I moved my arm back, then swung it forward smoothly.

“Solids,” I said casually as I pocketed the six ball. I stood up and searched for another shot. “Do you want to fuck me?” I asked, raising my eyes to look at her suddenly.

“Yes,” Lily answered without hesitation, and I asked myself why would I would ask her that; it was pretty obvious at that that she did. But it was pretty obvious that I wanted to fuck her too, so why was she asking? Did she just want to hear it out loud?

“Of course I want to fuck you, have you looked in a mirror recently? But that might be going too far.”

I remained silent while I found my next shot and Lily did as well, waiting expectantly for my next words. I missed badly, distracted by the tension. Lily stepped up and quickly downed a long shot on the nine ball.

“Nice shot,” I remarked, as she rounded the table to the cue ball. I moved in concert with her, keeping the table between us. “I’m your dad,” I said simply, and that irked Lily so much that her face scrunched up.

“And you’re still my dad!” she spat back That hasn’t changed at all! We’re just, I don’t know…” she couldn’t find the right words quickly enough, so she turned back to the game. She lined up another shot quickly and missed narrowly. She stood, looking sullen, and confessed, “I thought we were gonna be like a father and daughter with benefits, would that really be so bad?” Silence fell, and I saw tears welling up in her eyes.

“Relatives with benefits is better, less of a mouthful,” I joked to fill the silence, and she smiled and wiped away her tears. “No, it wouldn’t be so bad,” I replied softly.

“I’m not saying we do it right now–” Lily began, and I interrupted her abruptly.

“Good, because seriously, I am running on empty. I need time to recharge.” I jested seriously.

“Oh my god, me too. For real, do guys really think girls can go all day? We get exhausted too.”

“Wait, are women not capable of nonstop orgasm for days on end?” I asked, my voice rife with sarcasm. Then I took my shot, missed horribly again, this time knocking the eight ball into a pocket.

“I mean, if you wanna tie me up and find out for yourself…” Lily replied, toeing the line between a joke and a legitimate offer. “Mulligan?” she added quickly as she reached into the corner pocket and scooped out the eight ball.

“Mulligan,” I confirmed as she set the black ball in the middle of the table. The next few turns passed in silence, until I decided we needed a change of subject. “So what are you thinking for tomorrow’s shopping spree?”

“Booty shorts,” Lily replied seamlessly and we both laughed hysterically. We finished the game with a bit of small talk and joking, then headed upstairs to Lily’s bedroom so she could prepare a joint.

Our conversation remained light while she rolled and we made our way to the balcony. I sat down in the middle of the loveseat and Lily sat in my lap and sparked the joint. We passed it between us for a few minutes In silence, then I suddenly wondered:

“Do you ever miss your mom?”

“No, why would I?” Lily replied with a little shrug. “You were always more than enough,” she finished, looking up at me, and I had to kiss her.

My lips pressed against hers and she inhaled sharply in gleeful surprise, then responded to my kiss. My lips opened and my tongue ventured out, and an instant later Lily’s tongue raced out to meet me and welcome me into her mouth. We kissed passionately and Lily wrapped her arms around my neck, holding the joint at a distance from the back of my head. As I pulled her body against mine, I had no doubt in mind that, if we weren’t both spent from a day of fooling around, we would’ve ended up fucking right there on the balcony. But after a few minutes making out, our tongues separated and Lily re-lit the joint.

“Okay, you’ve just been given a billion dollars,” Lily said as we neared the end of our smoke session. “But you have to spend it all on one type of thing, cars, clothes, weed, whatever; what do you choose?”

“Booty shorts,” I answered immediately, and we broke into laughter again. A moment later, after I tossed the roach, I kissed Lily tenderly, then laid an extra smooch on her forehead. “Get some sleep, you’ve got a big day of shopping tomorrow.”

“And shaving,” she added with another quick kiss on the lips. We got up and went inside and as Lily headed for the door, I started to shed my clothes. “Hey, can I sleep in here?” I was just about to drop my boxers, expecting her to leave a second earlier. “Just for tonight.”

“Sure,” I replied as I turned to face her, then dropped my underwear to my ankles. “But I sleep in the nude, hope you don’t mind.”

“That’s cool, so do I,” Lily replied with a smirk as she unzipped the hoodie and dropped it to the floor. She dropped her sweats and undies as I climbed Into bed, then joined me under the covers. I wrapped my arm around her and we spooned close. “So we are gonna fuck, right?” she asked, my dick pressed tightly against her ass, her hair in my face.

“If it’ll get you to shut up about it, fine.”

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