Incest/Taboo Honeybun

Lily was disappointed, to say the very least, not to mention throbbing with need. She leaned against the kitchen counter and thrust her hand into her leggings, inside her panties, and started rubbing her clit. She was hoping her father would change his mind and come back to find her driving herself to yet another climax brought on by her incestuous love for him. She made no effort to be quiet about what she was doing. If anything, she wanted him to hear how hard she would cum for him.

The twenty year old fingered her clit and moaned loudly, making sure she could be heard from anywhere in the house. Knowing her father could hear, she called out to him, begging him to end her misery.

"Fuck, Daddy, yes!" she cried. "Daddy I need that cock. Fuck me! Make me your woman!"

It was easier to say those things without having to look him in the eye, but knowing he could hear her drove Lily to her orgasm even faster. She was soon gasping and crying out with pleasure that made her whole, chunky body shiver and shake. After, she went to the foot of the stairs and could hear her father upstairs masturbating with his door open. He was doing the same thing, calling out her name, crying out how hard he was for his honeybun, until he groaned deeply. Lily knew he was cumming for her. In the aftermath, she was only more determined that she and her dad should embark on the relationship they were meant for, no matter how forbidden it was to the rest of the world.

Sometime the next day, Bruce was at work and Lily was home between classes. She remembered that he had a box in his room with his late parents' wedding rings. It wasn't hard to find, and she was overjoyed to find that her grandmother's ring fit her perfectly. She slipped it onto her ring finger and felt her pulse quicken. She took her grandfather's ring and put it on her dad's pillow with a note that said she was wearing the other one.

Over the next few days, Bruce managed to hold his desires under control. Lily actually felt mad that it seemed so easy for him to do, but she understood why he did it. He thought he was doing the right thing for his daughter, but that was just social conditioning. She knew he wanted her as much as she wanted him. They didn't talk about what happened that day in the kitchen, but she caught him looking at her ring finger and smiling when he didn't think she could see. That took the edge off her disappointment in not seeing the other ring on his finger.

No one at school noticed that Lily was wearing a ring now, except her friend, Marcy, pretty much the only person she was close to on campus. Lily didn't stay in touch with anyone from high school, and Marcy was the closest friend she had in college. While other people weren't paying Lily very much attention, except the guys who stared at her chest and nothing else, Marcy noticed the ring the first time they sat down to have lunch between classes.

"I know you didn't suddenly get married without telling me," Marcy laughed, "so what's with the ring?"

Lily felt herself blush before she could answer. Her friend could tell there was something big going on in her personal life, and she wasn't the sort of person to let it go without digging deeper.

Marcy and Lily became friends during their first year on campus. They had been in a couple of the same classes and had a lot in common. Marcy was also a big, curvy girl. Her tits were smaller than Lily's but her ass was even bigger. She was also as pretty as Lily, but her blonde hair was the one, noticeable contrast between the two. Being built on a similar scale meant they understood what life was like for each other. They had shared many of their innermost secrets and feelings, although Lily had never said anything to Marcy about her feelings for her father. That was the kind of thing a girl could never tell anyone, but Lily loved her father enough that she was willing to live a secret life, if that's what it took.

"It's just my grandma's old ring. I just put it on to remember her," Lily explained unconvincingly.

Marcy raised a skeptical eyebrow. "You met someone. Obviously someone important," the imposing blonde retorted.

"No," Lily insisted, although her blush deepened even more and betrayed the lie. "It's just grandma's..." her voice trailed off.

"Suuuure," Marcy replied in the kind of tone that told her dark haired friend she didn't believe a word.

They spent the next few minutes talking about their classes, but then Lily caught her friend looking at her with an expression of realization. A wicked smile suddenly graced the blonde's pouty lips.

"Your mom and dad broke up not long ago, didn't they?" Marcy asked.

Lily got flustered and couldn't reply quickly. She stammered a little, and then said, "I don't see what that has to do with anything."

Marcy just smiled knowingly. "I don't blame you," she said pointedly. "He's hot, for one thing. And I see the way he looks at you every time I'm at your house, especially since it's just you and him now."

Lily tried her best to be cool and casual, but she knew her nervous reactions were giving the truth away. At least it was Marcy, the best friend she'd ever had. Even so, how could she ever explain falling in love with her own father, even to her closest friend?

"That's just crazy," Lily tried once more to deflect. "Seriously, what kind of girl would get involved 'that way' with her own father?"

Marcy smiled coyly, taking a moment to consider what her friend said. "Maybe more than you think," she said cryptically. "Maybe even someone you know."

Lily stared at Marcy's face, not sure she could possibly be suggesting what it seemed. "Are you saying someone I know is in a, um, romantic relationship with her father?"

It took a few seconds, but Marcy nodded and smiled, not a trace of embarrassment on her face. Lily felt an initial moment of disbelief, but then a huge feeling of relief. Her big secret suddenly wasn't so secret anymore, and Marcy was obviously someone who wasn't judging her. Here was a friend she'd been able to talk to about almost anything, and now she realized she had someone she could talk to about everything.

"I have about a million questions for you right now," Lily said.

Marcy chuckled. "I can imagine. You can ask anything you want. Only you, though. I've never told anyone else."

Lily nodded. "Boy, can I understand that!" she snickered louder than she meant to.

A few heads turned to look, and the pair of curvy co-eds decided a public restaurant wasn't the best place to talk about anything so intimate as falling in love with their fathers. They finished eating without saying anything more, and then they took the short walk back onto campus where their cars were in the same parking lot. They went to Marcy's SUV and got inside where they could talk privately.

Sitting in the vehicle, half turned toward Lily on the passenger's side, the hem of Marcy's sun dress rode up high on her heavy thighs. Lily always admired the blonde's courage to wear short dresses with legs her size. Her legs were so shapely and looked baby smooth with a nice buttery tan. Lily liked wearing dresses sometimes, but she never dared wearing anything around school as short as what Marcy was wearing now. The dark haired girl usually wore yoga pants and T shirts, which were pretty revealing sometimes but at least made her feel covered. Her tits were so large they were impossible to hide. Marcy's were smaller, but she was proud of her smooth, bouncy C cups.

Marcy didn't waste any time getting to the point. "Are you and your dad having sex yet?" she asked.

Lily sighed and shook her head. "Not because I haven't been trying," she pouted.

Marcy nodded understandingly. "He will, though. I've seen the way he looks at you, too. Let me guess, he's trying to resist you because he says it's wrong."

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"Well I didn't. Not really. But he's so much like my dad."

"Mmm, yeah, that's true."

Neither of the girls could suppress the smiles on their faces. Marcy was obviously just as relieved as Lily to know she had a confidante she could trust with the biggest secret of her life.

"I can't believe we're really sitting here talking about...well..." Lily still felt a little embarrassed.

Marcy's smile turned wicked. "I get that. Buuuut..." she heaved a deep sigh that threatened to push her tits out of her low cut dress, "nothing feels like a nice, hard dick going in your pussy from someone who loves you as much as only your dad can. After that, there's no going back."

Lily blushed. She couldn't count the number of times she'd imagined exactly what her friend was describing.

"So ... when did you know you wanted him to be more than just your dad?"

Marcy smiled over the treasured memory. "Hmm, like forever," she giggled briefly. "But it was more like a few years ago that the fantasies started. The really hot ones, I mean." She punctuated the point with another nervous giggle.

Lily couldn't control the way her pussy clenched and flushed with warmth as she thought of getting what she really needed. She wondered if the conversation was having the same effect on her curvy, blonde friend.

"You're so lucky," the dark haired girl said softly, as if speaking to herself.

"Hey, it wasn't easy," the blonde pointed out. "So many times I never thought it would happen. But ... it finally did last year."

"How did you get together finally?"

"You mean how did I finally get Daddy to fuck me?"

Both girls laughed. Lily was relieved to feel the tension lift a little more, although Marcy's indelicate language made her pussy squeeze. "That's a really perverted thing to ask," she admitted.

"Maybe for someone else, but not for me. Not for girls like us," Marcy said.

As she nodded her agreement, Lily felt like their friendship was growing deeper in a whole new way. They were sharing something much more intense and personal than the average pair of friends. It gave her a feeling of hope. If things could work out like this for Marcy, then why not for her too? "Yeah, girls like us," she repeated thoughtfully. But she was still dying to know how it began for her friend and her dad.

"He took me by surprise," Marcy began explaining. "He takes me out for these really nice dinners every couple of weeks, right?"

Lily nodded.

"And I always dress my best for him. I like making him look proud of me, and that time I put on my nicest black dress. It's not super short, but it's cut really low and shows off the girls," she giggled, hefting her boobs with her hands for emphasis.

Lily laughed along with her. She was just as guilty of using her abundant cleavage to get her father's attention.

Marcy explained how this particular night about a year ago, she was having dinner with her father and he was getting tongue-tied trying to tell her something. He finally came out and admitted that he understood that she felt about him the way daughters aren't supposed to feel about their dads.

He told Marcy: "You're absolutely the most beautiful girl I've seen anywhere, ever. It makes me feel so proud, and well, honestly, more than a little excited that a girl as young and beautiful as you could feel that way about me. And while I'm being perfectly honest, I do have certain, uhhh, moments where I feel that way about you too. But it's wrong, darling, and we can never act on these feelings."

The voluptuous young blonde had felt so deflated when her father told her those things. She felt like she was losing the love of her life before she ever had him. She felt like crying but didn't want to make a scene in the restaurant. She was subdued and didn't have much to say for the rest of the dinner. When they left the restaurant, her father put his arm around her in a soothing gesture, the way he'd done for many years. She snuggled into him the way she always had to feel safety and comfort, even if he was the reason she was in a mood of despair.

"You see," Marcy told her friend, "my father is one of those men who says something important and then stands behind his words. He's not the kind of guy who changes his mind once it's made up. That's why I was shocked by what happened when we were walking back to the car."

Lily knew she was about to hear something so important and secret as to bond the two girls as friends for life. She felt her pussy growing warmer and wetter in anticipation. It wasn't that she was ever attracted to another girl, but Marcy's experience with her father was too exciting to ignore. God, how Lily wanted the same thing.

"It was kind of a long walk back to the car and before we got there my dad put his hand on my ass. I was so surprised I couldn't breathe. He wasn't squeezing it or anything, just resting his hand there feeling the way my big cheek moved while I was walking. I didn't say anything because I was so afraid he'd take his hand away."

Lily's pussy felt even warmer. She couldn't count the number of times she'd imagined feeling her father's hand on her ass and hearing her friend's play-by-play account of her experience was making her pussy grow hot and moist inside her leggings. She thought of the way her father had fondled her ass during that kiss in the kitchen.

"It was my dad's way of thinking it over," Marcy went on. "But I was so happy just to have him touching me like that I couldn't think about anything else. When we got to the car he pulled me into a hug. He started squeezing my ass and stroking my cheek with the other hand. Oh, Lily, my heart was just racing. And, ummm, just having Dad touch my ass like that was already making me wet. When I felt his dick getting swollen in his pants it got even worse."

Lily sighed deeply. Marcy was making her think of the times Lily had seen her own father's excited cock making such an impressive looking bulge in his pants. She remembered the way his rigid shaft felt when she touched it that day in the kitchen like it was yesterday. The raven haired girl's pussy was aching and she could feel herself soaking through her panties.

"Just hearing about it is making me wet, too," Lily admitted with an embarrassed giggle.

"Yeah, I can tell," the blonde snickered. "You're soaking right through your leggings."

Lily gasped in surprise as she caught Marcy looking at the wet spot in her yoga pants. Then the blonde smiled and lifted the hem of her dress, spreading her thick legs as far as she could in her seat. She revealed an equally wet spot on the crotch of her white panties, and the two curvy co-eds laughed.

"So now you know just telling you about it is making me wet, too," the blonde admitted. "I can't believe how good it feels to finally be able to tell someone about the love of my life."

Then she pulled the wet gusset of her panties aside and exposed her damp slit. She started stroking her pussy lips as Lily's eyes went even wider. After realizing Marcy wasn't going to stop fingering herself just because her friend was watching, Lily pushed her hand into her yoga pants and started rubbing her own aroused slit.

"What happened next?" the raven haired beauty encouraged her friend to say more.

Marcy went on to describe how her father kept fondling her ass in that restaurant parking lot and how she had brazenly rubbed her body against the rock hard bulge in his pants. He was still stroking the girl's pretty face with his other hand while he looked at her with a storm of conflicting emotions in his eyes. But his daughter now knew his moral resolve was weakening.

"This is so wrong," he told her.

"Not for us, Daddy," she replied immediately. "In case you haven't noticed, I'm a big girl now and I know what I want."

Marcy then admitted to Lily that she started feeling her father's cock through his pants before he had a chance to reply. They were both fingering their hot pussies even faster and harder than before. The blonde couldn't help dragging her panties off, giving Lily an unobstructed view of her smooth slit and deftly searching fingers. Lily was taken aback, never having seen another girl masturbate before, but the fact that the two of them were now so turned on by the same, incestuous desires created an air of intimacy between them that bonded their friendship more deeply than either of them had ever felt. Lily pulled her hand from her pussy long enough to push her leggings and panties to her ankles.

Now, both girls holding their incredibly thick, shapely thighs open in front of each other, they kept fingering themselves while the blonde continued her taboo confession.

"I can't believe I was finally touching my father's cock," the blonde admitted. "I'd imagined it so many times and he was even bigger and harder than I thought. He told me again how wrong it was to be doing that, but his hand went under my dress and he kept feeling my ass. Lily, I was so wet I couldn't believe it."

"You're so lucky," the other girl cooed, slipping a finger into her hole to pump herself while she listened.

"I was just about to unzip his pants right there outside the car. I didn't even care if somebody saw. But Dad unlocked the car and got me inside as fast as he could. Oh, Lily, he kissed me like nobody ever before. The way he used his tongue in my mouth made me want it in my pussy as soon as possible, but being in the car he got there with his fingers first. Oh fuck, he just yanked my sopping wet panties aside and fingered me until I was moaning in his mouth.

"I couldn't take my hands off his cock and when I started unzipping his pants he just let me. When I got his big pole out and got my hands around it I thought I was just gonna explode."

Lily whimpered at the thought and drove another finger into her pussy. Marcy was watching her fingers pump her wet hole but she didn't care. It was hot and exciting, but at the same time there was something else about it that made Lily feel good. Beyond anything sexual, it was two of the closest friends sharing the most tender intimacy. She'd never felt so close to any other friend in her life, and she was just as intent on watching the blonde rub and mash her swollen clit while she admitted her deepest secret.

"I just leaned over and took Dad's huge dick in my mouth," Marcy confessed. "God, he was so hard and he tasted so good! I love the way he started moaning when I sucked that hot thing like a big piece of candy. I practically squirted just having my dad in my mouth, but I did the best I could to make it last and gave him my mouth and tongue until he finally groaned and squirted his daddy juice right in my mouth. I swallowed every delicious spurt. He kissed me even deeper after that. I knew he would always be mine."

Marcy then explained how her father took her home that night and got so excited he fucked her twice before they finally fell asleep around three a.m.

Lily started gasping and moaning, rocking her big, thick body as hard as she could in the car seat. She was rapidly hurtling toward an intense climax, and she could tell Marcy's pleasure was rising right along with her own. Both girls kept watching each other as they masturbated furiously, driving themselves to a shared explosion of intimate pleasure. It was the kind of moment only two daughters of the same mind could ever share.

After they came, the girls both giggled at themselves, but neither one of them felt the least bit embarrassed. If anything, Lily was more determined than ever to seek the kind of love from her father that her blonde friend had already been enjoying.

Lily got back to her house a couple of hours before her father was due home from work. The earlier part of her afternoon with Marcy had left her in a hopeful mood. She first went to her room to change out of her sodden panties and yoga pants. She put on fresh panties and a pair of workout shorts. Without removing her T shirt completely, she worked her way out of her bra. She hated wearing it at home. It was much more comfortable without it, and she loved the way her father would pretend not to gaze at her huge, swaggering tits.

As usual, she went back down to the kitchen to start making dinner for two. Bruce would tell her she should be studying or hanging out with her friends instead of doting on him. But she loved to, and she knew he really loved his baby girl's attention. There was no mistaking the pleased glint in his eyes, and there were few things that made Lily feel as good as knowing she was the one to put it there.

When Bruce finally came home, he was instantly drawn to the kitchen by the smells of the meal his daughter was cooking. She greeted her father with a bright smile and turned to face him with her mountainous tits straining against her shirt. She was pleased to notice his eyes take a lingering look at her mounds before moving back up to her face.

"I can't believe you're home and cooking dinner again," he said.

"I know, Daddy, but there's nothing else I'd rather be doing."

"It smells amazing, honeybun."

He was smiling at her, but his eyes kept dropping down to the twin bulges in her shirt. Lily was so pleased to have his attention on her body that her nipples enlarged and made dents in her shirt right before his admiring eyes. She crossed the room toward him, making sure to put a nice sway to her heavily rounded hips and make her tits jounce with every step. Her heart was racing as she thought about Marcy's story that afternoon. She couldn't wait to go back to her friend with a story of her own.

Lily hugged her father where he was standing in the doorway, making sure to squash her big, firm melons against him.

"Oh, Daddy, I hope you like what's on the menu tonight. I just want to make you happy."

"No one could ever make me happier, baby girl."

"Mmmmm." Lily pressed her face against her father's shoulder and relished the feel of his body mashing her jugs. He held her close for a long time, and before long his hands drifted onto the large, round spheres of her ass. He even started to knead his fingers lightly into her sumptuous flesh, making her pulse race with excitement. She lifted her face to his, giving him a chance to kiss her while he was fondling her ass. He took it, kissing her lips tenderly at first, but then taking her mouth deeply, pushing his tongue inside against hers. Lily was swooning and ecstatic to feel his cock growing hard against her.

Bruce kissed his girl deeply while his hands began kneading her plump ass cheeks harder. Lily squirmed all over his cock which was beginning to feel huge as it strained against his pants. With her tits rubbing against him, too, she wanted to make sure her father had no reason to doubt how much his loving baby wanted him to be her lover. She kissed him back like it was her first time kissing, and at the same time she finally started to slip her hand between them to feel the rock hard bulge in his pants. As she began to explore the exciting feel of her father's solid shaft, his moral conscience suddenly kicked in.

"Baby, I'm so sorry," he said, breaking off their kiss. "You're so beautiful, and you're the best daughter a man could ever wish for ... but this is ... it's -- it's -- wrong, sweetheart. So wrong."

"Is love wrong, Daddy?"

"Of course not, baby. We just can't always express it the way we might want to."

"I don't care about that," she retorted, rubbing his cock through his pants. "And I can tell you love me that special way."

Bruce groaned as he reluctantly pushed his daughter's hand away from his cock. "Someday you'll thank me for being strong enough for both us, sweetie. Ummm, you've made such a wonderful dinner. I'm going to go take a shower and then we can eat together like always. We can both use a chance to, um, cool down."

Lily frowned in frustration as her father left to go upstairs, leaving her in the kitchen with a throbbing pussy. She knew he wanted her as much as she wanted him, and she kept thinking about Marcy's story. Her friend's determination bolstered her own courage to keep going after what she needed, and right then what she needed more than anything else was that big, hard pole she'd been feeling in her daddy's pants.

Waiting only a minute or two after she heard the water start running in the upstairs bathroom, Lily followed after her father. She stood in the hallway outside the door, knowing he was just inside, naked and probably still hard. She took off her shorts and top right there in the hallway, leaving them on the floor as she opened the door and stepped naked into the bathroom. Her heart was racing as she paused before sliding the shower stall door open, wondering if her dad would appreciate her big, extravagant curves as much naked as he seemed to when she was dressed.

Bruce was groaning. It certainly sounded like he was stroking his excited dick after growing so aroused in the kitchen. Lily knew it was now or never and slid the frosted glass door open. Her father turned in surprise, revealing a big, hard, soap-lathered cock in his fist. He gaped at his naked daughter with an open mouth, looking like he was trying to say something but not being able to form the words. Lily stepped into the shower with him and slid the door closed again. She giggled shyly but so pleased to see her father's wide open eyes take in her lushly appointed body.

Lily stepped close to her dad and took his cock in her hand. He moved his own hand out of the way and let her take over stroking his thick shaft.

"Mmmm, Daddy, I love your cock. And it's my job to take very good care of it."

Bruce moaned while his daughter's hand slipped easily along his soapy rod. She brought her other hand to his balls and caressed them while she stroked his shaft. His moaning grew deeper while he just watched in awe, his eyes darting back and forth between her enormous tits and cock-filled hands.

"Feel them, Daddy," she cooed. "I know you're dying to."

Bruce brought his hands to his daughter's hefty jugs and massaged them. Her abundant flesh overflowed his large hands. When he toyed roughly with her swollen nipples it made the aching drip in her pussy even worse.

"Do you like your daughter's big tits, Dad?" she cooed, never skipping a stroke along his cock.

"They're amazing, honeybun. So perfect. They feel so good."

"They're all yours now, Daddy," she promised. "No one else will ever touch them again."

"Good girl. Daddy wouldn't like that," he told her in a growly tone.

Lily's pulse was racing faster than ever. Her father was finally accepting what she always knew was inevitable.

"Same goes for my pussy," she giggled, taking one of his hands and guiding it downward toward her smoothly shaven mound. She uttered a long, loud moan as his fingers instantly explored her slit. She was wet and slippery long before stepping into the shower, and now the skillful stroke of her dad's fingers was making her honey flow like a river.

"I guess you're really sure about this, aren't you, angel?"

"Oh, yes, Dad. I've been sure for a long time."

Bruce smiled, as if a huge weight had finally been lifted off his shoulders. He leaned over and kissed his stoutly curvaceous daughter forcefully, driving his tongue into her mouth while his fingers delved deeper between her thighs. Lily whimpered happily and planted her feet wider apart, giving him room to push a finger up inside her slick hole. He alternated between sliding into her pussy and pulling out to rub her swollen clit. Her knees were beginning to feel weak from the pleasure and sheer excitement of finally seeing her dream come true.

Lily barely knew a climax was coming over her when she felt herself cum on her father's fingers. Her body and mind were reeling with joy as she got down on her knees and faced his imposing cock from scant inches away. She took hold of his shaft, aware of him watching her every move as she began stroking him and kissing the bulbous head. She was soon licking the top end of his shaft while her hand worked the lower end.

"That's soooo good, honeybun," he moaned. "Daddy's cock loves your tongue so much."

Lily giggled, pleased with herself. She wanted to make him feel so much better than anyone else in his life ever had, including her skanky mother. She suckled and licked his balls for a long time before sliding her tongue over his shaft again and again, making him moan from way down in his belly. She loved how he kept himself shaved all around his shaft and sack, allowing her agile tongue to encounter smooth skin wherever she licked.

"This big dick is all for me now, right, Daddy?" she asked, gazing up at him with imploring eyes. "You won't let anyone else have it anymore, will you?"

"Never, honeybun," he groaned. "You're Daddy's woman now, and Daddy's your man. Now show me how much my little girl loves that rock hard cock."

"Ohhhh, Daddy," she sighed with contentment.

She couldn't say more because the next thing she did was pull the end of his pole into her mouth. She loved the mild tang of his oozing precum while she began sucking his flesh, working the solid column of meat with her hand and lips at the same time.

"Oh, fuck, baby yes, that's so good," Bruce growled, beginning to rock his hips, fucking his pretty baby's mouth as she sucked against his thrusting.

Just having her father's big, aroused cock in her mouth for the first time was a life changing experience for Lily, but hearing and feeling the signs of the pleasure she was giving him was making her heart soar. She was never more sure that this was what she was meant for. Yet her pussy was aching and dripping like she'd never felt before, either. She slipped one hand between her legs and practically clawed at her bare, wet pussy while she sucked her man's rod as if her life depended on it.

Lily lost the ability to think beyond anything but the big, throbbing stalk of man meat in her mouth. She was born to please it. To make it throb and squirt rivers of delicious cum. But then her father was grasping at her and pulling her back to her feet. He kissed her desperately, both their bodies now wet from the shower while he greedily mashed his granite pole into the soft flesh of her belly. She whimpered weakly into his mouth, ready to do anything to pleasure him.

He left her breathless and dazed as he broke off their kiss and turned her around, pushing down on her neck. Lily bent over automatically, placing her hands on the shower wall for support. Her head was below the nozzle and the spray was hitting her lower back as she stuck her enormous, round ass back toward the man who had given her life.

"Take it, Daddy. It's yours," she cooed, rocking her hips in teasing anticipation.

"You're mine, honeybun," he growled softly, letting the tip of his cock touch her ass while he fingered her slit. He rubbed her juices upward, smearing them over the starbud of her of asshole. She moaned throatily in response and heard a devious chuckle from her father.

Then the tip of his cock replaced his fingers against her pussy lips. He spent some time just teasing her eager hole with the tip of his cock while he teased her asshole with the tip of a finger.

"Oh, Daddy, fuck me," Lily moaned. "Stop torturing your honeybun and give me that hard, fucking cock."

With a brief, throaty chuckle, Bruce finally began to sink his cock into her pussy. His thick shaft spread her pussy lips into a circle as the length of his rod went deeper inside her. The sensation of her father's fat, fleshy shaft grinding against the inner walls of her sheath was robbing the girl of her ability to breathe a normal breath. She knew she was now bonded to this cock forever and nothing in her life could compare to the pleasure and happiness she felt.

"Ohhh, fuck, baby," Bruce growled. "You feel so good. So tight. God, how I love your big, beautiful body."

Lily just whimpered in reply and started to huff for air as her father began pushing his pole in and out of her steaming snatch. Her heavy melons heaved and shook with each of his passionate thrusts, and he soon reached around to fondle her orbs while he drove his cock deep inside her again and again.

"Daddy, ohhh Daddy," she cried breathlessly. "Your cock feels amazing in me! Oh god, how I love you!"

Bruce was nothing like the boys Lily had played around with solely for practice. No. Her daddy was fucking her like a man in love, a man who needed her, giving her long, hard surges of cock shaft that rubbed against her G spot every time. Keeping one hand busy between both of her bulbously dangling boobs, Bruce brought the other to his baby girl's clit. He deftly massaged her throbbing nubbin while his steely shaft surged and pumped her core.

"Oh, Daddy! Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" she cried as the first orgasm took over her entire body, making thick, curvy limbs shake and shiver.

Behind her, her father was groaning and grunting with the strain of pumping his red hot organ harder and harder into her slippery core. Lily thought the rippling clench of her pussy during her orgasm would surely make him cum, but he only began thrusting faster, more desperately.

"Arrrgggg, fuck, baby girl!" Bruce called out. "Your pussy is the finest thing I've ever felt in my life. Daddy wants to fuck you forever!"

"Yes, Daddy, yes!" she squealed delightedly. The thought of being fucked forever by the big, granite-stiff cock of the man she adored made her head spin, and before she knew it was happening, another climax rippled through her jiggling body.

Bruce kept fucking his girl for a while longer, and yet another climax took her by storm. But this time, her father rose up and grabbed her wide hips, grunting as he pounded his cock relentlessly into her hole. She knew he was about to give her what she craved. Seconds later, her father's hammering rod exploded inside her, filling her deeply with man cream while yet another climax rocked her glorious body until she was dazed. Even though she didn't think she could take any more fucking without a rest, she was disappointed to feel her father's cock pull out of her body.

They spent a long time kissing and fondling each other, but finally finished washing and got out of the shower. They dried each other off, and then went downstairs and had their dinner naked. Bruce opened a bottle of wine and they toasted their new relationship. They made vows to each other, and Lily knew they would keep them because her father was a special man, and also because there was something even more special when two people were in love yet also shared the bond of a father and daughter.

Before they even got up from the table, Bruce got down on the floor between his daughter's wide open legs and spent the longest time attentively eating and fingering her pussy. He made her cum twice before standing up to reveal his throbbingly swollen cock. Then he took her upstairs to his bed. Lily came even harder when her father fucked her from on top, his firm, naked body rubbing against her tits. The loving look on his face when he filled his honeybun's pussy with cum for the second time that night sent her spiraling into a climax that left her gasping.

Lily couldn't wait to tell Marcy what happened. She was happier than she could ever remember being, especially when she saw loving look in her doting daddy's eyes. And when she woke up in the morning, she noticed that Bruce had slipped his father's old wedding ring onto his finger while was sleeping. That told her everything she needed to know. He was her man and she was his honeybun, and a man who loved her that much deserved to be woken up with his cock in his baby girl's mouth. So that was exactly what she did.​