Unspoken Pleasure

She was dying to touch the front of his shorts and feel his rigid manhood but she

didn't dare. That would've been crazy, wouldn't it? But what if this was the only chance she ever got? Her pussy was oozing with steaming need, like it was screaming at her that Daddy had always been the only right one for her all along. It seemed so simple. She needed him to fuck her like she was his personal property and the huge tent in his shorts revealed he needed the very same thing. They needed each other and no one else. But he was trying to be so ethical, which was both agonizing and sweet as far as his daughter was concerned.

"Honey, it's not okay," Frank told her with a worried frown. "There's no excuse ... except maybe ... I just wanted you to know how, uhh, beautiful you are."

"You really do make me feel that way, Dad," she said. "You've always been my biggest fan."noveldrama

"I always will be, sweetheart."

That did it for Sandi. Even if this was the only time it would ever happen, she reached for the front of her father's tented shorts and nestled her hand over his erection. They both let out a gasp of surprise. Then Frank made a brief, almost imperceptible groan of pleasure as Sandi let her hand slide over the shape of his throbbing shaft.

"That's... that's... so bad, honey," the man finally croaked without making the slightest move to stop her.

"But it feels so good, Daddy. God, it feels amazing. You're so ... big. So thick. So hard. Mmmm."

"That's nothing you're ever supposed to know."

"Don't you like knowing your little girl is proud of her daddy's big cock?"

"Fuck," Frank whispered. He just leaned back against the counter and let his daughter explore the shape and feel of his aching prick through his shorts.

"I love you, Daddy," the blonde said quietly.

"I love you, too, baby. But... but..."

But Sandi then pulled her father's zipper down. She opened the button at the waistband of his shorts and pushed them down, pushing his briefs along with them. Then his thick, impressive man stalk bobbed upright and stood tall under his daughter's admiring gaze.

"It's so beautiful, Daddy," she whispered as she wrapped her hand around his hot, rigid shaft. His dick felt so solid and substantial, and Sandi loved having her dad's flesh in her hand. She loved knowing his moans of pleasure were completely because of her as she stroked her hand up and down his sizeable rod.

The tip of Frank's pole was quick to begin oozing precum, which his daughter dutifully smeared over this pulsating flesh. It made his cock feel slick and her hand moved easily over his shaft. For the next few minutes, there was nothing but the sound of their deep breathing as they both watched the hand of a sweet, loving daughter slip and slide along her father's throbbing cock. It was so wrong yet so beautiful. Sandi was mesmerized by her dad's organ.

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"That would be wrong, baby. So wrong," he claimed yet again. But even as he said it, Frank's hand moved to his busty daughter's well stretched top. He pulled the upper edge of her top down below her melons, exposing them completely. Sandi loved hearing his sigh of admiration, but it was even better when he began to fondle and knead her smooth, warm orbs with both of his hands.

"Ohhhh, Daddy, yes," the curvy blonde sighed.

Her pussy was on fire as she savored the feel of her dad's large hands massaging her tits and teasing her stiff nipples with his fingertips. She wanted so much more, but she was too excited to think past the steady pump of her hand on her favorite man in the world's cock. More and more precum dribbled from his knob and gave her tightly wrapped fist a smooth, slippery glide. She stroked faster and harder, making her father moan and gasp more deeply. And as much as she would have loved to feel that luscious cock spurting deep her pussy, she wanted to see him cum. She needed to see the physical evidence of the pleasure she was giving the man she loved more than anything.

Frank's grunts and gasps started to grow raspier and deeper. Sandi knew she was jacking him closer and closer to the edge. She was jerking it harder and faster than she'd ever jerked a cock before, and it wasn't long before her daddy gave her what she was waiting for.

"Baby! You're gonna make Daddy cum!" Frank growled.

It almost sounded like he was warning her not to, but his head tossed backward and

his growls became grunts of release. Sandi was amazed to see thick, generous spurts of cum arcing out of her father's cock and squirting onto the floor. His whole body went tense and his hands clamped onto his baby girl's huge jugs through his whole, cream spurting eruption.

Sandi kept stroking her father's cock until there was no more spunk. Then she stroked him a little more, smearing his cum all over his shaft and rubbing it over his shaven balls. It felt so good with there being so much smooth skin around the base of his shaft and sack. She knew it would feel so good pushing into her fully shaven pussy.

But after a moment to recover, Sandi was disappointed to hear her father apologizing for allowing things to get out of hand.

"Didn't you like it, Daddy?" she pouted.

"Of course I did, sweetie. It was incredible. But so wrong. I'm your father. Maybe we should take a break and go back to work on the attic later."

Frank kissed her on the cheek and then remembered his shorts were down at his ankles. He pulled them back up and went upstairs. Sandi could hear the shower running a moment later. She went upstairs, too, and went into her room. She stripped naked, wishing her dad was there to see her. Then she lay down on her bed, leaving her door wide open, and fingered herself through three incredible climaxes in a row.

The next few days had Sandi in turmoil. She couldn't stop thinking about kissing her dad like a lover, or making him cum halfway across the kitchen floor. The guttural sounds coming out of his throat at the moment of climax never left her ears. There was nothing about it that sounded dirty. It sounded like love to the curvy blonde. The kind of love she never got from anyone except the man she wasn't allowed to love that way.

They didn't talk about what happened, but Sandi could tell her father was thinking about it just as much as she was. He was quiet and pensive and seemed to be extra careful in the way he talked to her. She was relieved that he didn't change his mind about her moving in and they kept working on clearing out and prepping the attic for the renovation. There were a couple of days it was too hot to work up there so they spent some time going to home improvement stores and looking at paint colors and various fixtures for the lighting and plumbing.