Catching Daddy

badgirl17

Literotica Guru
Joined
May 22, 2009
Posts
567
OOC:Sample PM please

Samantha drove home after school. She was lost in though. It had behind two years ago that her mom had passed away. Her dad hadn’t started dating yet. She had felt so sorry for him that she hadn’t been dating either. She hoped he would start dating soon; her fingers were getting cramps from have to satisfy herself.She had a body with all the right curves in all the right places. She was a spiting image of her mom at this age. That had to be the hardest thing for her dad, to see someone who looks just like your wife that you had lost. She sniffed and wept a tear away.

Samantha pulled into the driveway and walked to the back door. Her low cut top showed her cleavage off and her miniskirt made the guys strain to see what was under it when she sat down.She walked passed the pool and into the back door. She could see a light coming from her dad’s office. She smiled at the idea of catching her dad asleep at his desk. She tip-toed through the house until she got to the door to his office. She slowly and quietly pushed the door open until she saw what he was doing.

There he was setting in his reclining chair, his back turned to her just enough so he couldn’t see her. What got her attention was the fact that he was masturbating and that his cock was huge and long. She felt her panties getting moist at the sight of that huge cock. It had been to long since she had seen one. Her hand went straight to her crotch as she started to rub her pussy through her panties.
 
Bruce had grown to be really disappointed in his life as it stood over the last two years. Ever since his wife had died, leaving him to raise their teenage daughter alone, the zest in his life just seemed to have gone out of him. He had no desire to go out with any other women, at first it was out of respect for his late wife, and then as the months turned into years, it was because he didn't feel he had much to offer the opposite sex. Bruce wasn't bad looking by any stretch of the imagination, especially for his age. At 45 Bruce still had every hair on his head, he was a tall man at almost 6'4" tall and he kept himself in relatively good shape.

He just never thought anyone would want to date a man that had an 18 year old daughter and worked so much. Bruce worked from home and owned his own business so he concentrated all his sexual energy in his job, working long hours at his home office and hardly ever going out, even if it was just with friends.

One particular day Bruce looked over at his clock and saw it was still early in the afternoon. Samantha had told him before leaving for school that she'd be going over to a friend's house to study, but would be home for dinner. Over the past few months Bruce had started to notice how his daughter had really grown up, and just how much she looked like her mother. It made him miss female contact more and more as he would see her walking around the house and see her body develop into a full sensual woman. He was sitting there at his desk as he thought anout Samantha and her body, he knew he shouldn't think about his little girl like that, but it was so hard seeing her as she did look so much like her mother.

He figured he had time, he had time for a little self gradification before Samanthat got home. Bruce sat there in his office chair and pulled out his 9" cock, already semi-hard from his inappropriate thoughts about his daughter, he began stroking it slowly as he leaned back and pictured himself fucking his little girl. Good god he was going to hell for thinking that, but damn did it make him hot. Up and down his hand slid along his now rigid member, faster and faster as he leaned back in the chair, his had moving at a rapid pace as his orgasm approached. His thought turned to Samantha's little pink lips wrapped around his shaft, that pushed him over the edge as he began to cum. "Oh god Samantha...." he groaned as streams of cum erupted from his cock and fell on his t-shirt covered chest and stomach.
 
Samantha spent a lot of time at her friends' house since her mom died. She loved her dad but he was here dad so she couldn't really tell him about anything. She couldn't talk to him about boys or school. So she just hung out with her friends. But today she came home early, maybe to bond with her Dad. She did feel bad for him because since her mom died, he didn't really have a lady in his life. He was single and worked too much. Sammy went down to her Dad's office in hopes of surprising him but she heard noises so she stopped. She stood in the corner of the hallway and peaked in. She sat her father stroking his dick. From what she could see, it looked pretty big. She bit her lip as she watched. Out of nowhere, she heard her father whisper her name. She had to wonder what he was thinking of. In a matter of seconds, he came all over his shirt.

Sammy hurried up to her room as quiet as a mouse. She shut the door to her bedroom and lay down on her bed. She quickly buried her hand inside her skirt and touched her pink panties that had a wet stain on them. She closed her eyes as she touched her wet panties, just rubbing softly. She bit her lip and moaned a little.

"Mmm..." She whimpered very quietly as the image of her father stroking his very big dick was in her mind now.
 
Bruce sat up in his chair as he recovered from his orgasm. His shirt was covered in his seed as he looked down at his now softening cock, a drop of cum oozing still from the tip as he pushed it back his fly and zipped up his pants. He reached down and pulled his cum soaked shirt up over his head and balled it up in his hands before standing up. He thought he was still alone in the house so he simply carried the cum soaked shirt out of his office and walked up towards his bedroom.

As he was walking down the hall he noticed a light coming from Samantha's room. Wait, what? She wasn't suppose to be home, when did she get home? His mind raced as he thought about what she might have just seen, or even worse, heard from his masturbation session. God he hoped she didn't see or hear him. He walked quickly into his own room and threw his dirty shirt in the hamper and grabbed a clean one. He didn't pause as he walked by Samantha's closed door and headed right down stairs to watch some tv and then start dinner, waiting to see what Samantha's reaction would be when he finally saw him.
 
Samantha found that the more she touched her panties, the wetter they were becoming. She bit her lip softly as she slipped off her panties and put them on the floor. She let her fingers touch her swollen pussy lips which were glistening with wetness. She slipped one finger inside herself then two. God, she was so wet. She bit her lip as she began easing both fingers in and out of her.

She closed her eyes, gently fingering herself, imagining what she had just seen moments before. She imagined her father stroking his dick, whispering her name over and over again. Sammy wished she knew what her father had been dreaming off. But it didn't matter right now. Sammy fingered herself more, slipping a third finger inside.

"Daddy..." She whimpered as she felt herself about to cum at any given moment.
 
Bruce sat down on the couch and thought about his little girl even more, he couldn't help but wonder if she had seen him masturbating. It wasn't like the door was closed as he had stroked his cock, she could have just walked right in and watched him cum. He felt so bad about thinking of his little girl in that way, but she did remind him so much of her mother, just a younger version. He sat there thinking, what should he do?

He finally decided to go upstairs and talk to Sammy, see if she had seen anything. Maybe not ask her directly, but just see how she reacted towards him. He got up off the couch and walked back up stairs. He walked towards Samantha's room, the light was still on and a soft voice was coming from the other side. Maybe she was on the phone? He put his ear to the door, listening quietly. That's when he heard her whisper "daddy...." and then a soft moan....

Oh my god....she was thinking about him in the same way he had done to her....no that wasn't possible, not even remotely possible. He had to see if he could hear more, he put his ear to the door and listened.
 
Sammy was a spitting image of her mother. She had brown hair and brown eyes. She was a little thick around the waist and she had big, sometimes swollen breasts. Sammy couldn't get the imagine out of her head. She had watched her father stroke his own big cock. She didn't know how big it was but it was big and she found that she wanted it bad.

Sammy slipped one hand inside her bra and played with her nipples, playing until they were both rock hard. Her other hand had three fingers buried inside her wet pussy as she finger fucked herself harder. She arched her hips up as she finger fucked herself. She could feel the bed rocking a little bit now.

"Oh god Daddy...you're so big. Mmm..I'm daddy's little girl.." She muttered as she finger fucked herself so close to cumming.
 
Bruce kept his ear pinned against his daughter's door, the bed creaked every few seconds as Sammy's moans grew louder and louder. His cock in his pants had begun hardening once again as he listened to what he could only assume was his little girl masturbating and apparently thinking about him. He had little doubt that she had seen him masturbating earlier, why else would she be talking like this? But instead of being disgusted or worried, he was actually turned on. Bruce grabbed hold of his cock through his pants and tugged on it softly as he listened to Samantha.

"Oh god Daddy...you're so big. Mmm..I'm daddy's little girl.."

Bruce didn't know how much more of this he could take, but he wanted to hear her cum, he wanted to see how hard he could make his little girl cum while she thought of him. He unzipped his fly and pulled out his thick member and began stroking it as he listened to Samantha playing with herself.
 
She couldn't take it anymore. She shoved three fingers inside of her roughly, finger fucking herself. Causing the bed to creak as she moved. One hand made her nipples rock hard while her other hand fingered herself.

"Fuck..fuck.." She grunted, feeling her pussy walls about to tighten. Images of her father stroking his hard big cock in her head and that was gonna make her cum so hard. "Oh Daddy...." She whimpered softly before crying out for the last time, hitting her climax. She got her warm, sticky cum all over her hands and her bed sheets. She lay there for a moment, biting her lip...knowing how wrong this was.

But it only proved one thing: she wanted her Daddy's dick for real. And she was going to get it.
 
Bruce could hear her moans grow louder and louder as he stroked his cock faster and faster, he wanted to cum with his daughter. No, he wanted to cum IN his daughter, to feel her warm pussy around his cock, to smell her sex fill the room as he fucked her. God how hot would that be, he thought to himself as he heard Samanthat cry out his name once again and he assumed she had cum.

Bruce tip toed away quickly, he couldn't leave a pool of his cum right outside his daughter's room. He let himself in the bathroom, shutting the door as he stroked his cock right in front of the mirror over the sink, picturing Samantha's hot little pussy. He came all over the mirror right then.... "Oh god Sammy...." he groaned as his cock spewed thick ropes of cum all over the mirror and sink.
 
Sammy wanted her father's dick for real. She wanted that big dick in her hot little mouth, she wanted to ride his cock in the worst way. The thought was making her wet again. She cleaned up and got rid of the sheets that she came on. She changed into a short jean skirt, a pink thong and a blouse that exposed her cleavage. She put on some lipstick that would make her lips look fuller and poutier.

She had a mission: by the end of the night she was going to have her father so hard for her that he'd be begging her to fuck his massive dick.

She went downstairs in hopes to start the teasing. "Daddy..." She called out as she went into the living room. She hoped her father would notice her very sexy outfit.
 
Bruce quickly cleaned up his mess. Grabbing a washcloth and wetting it he wiped down the sink and the mirror, drying them off as quickly before darting down the stairs and throwing them both into the washing machine to get rid of the evidence. He walked back to the living room and sat back down on the couch, trying not to think about how sick of a man he was for listening to his own daughter masturbate and then cumming while thinking about fucking her. He was definitely going to hell for having such thoughts....

His head whipped around when he heard Samantha call out for him. There she stood, in a short jean skirt and a blouse that left little to the imagination. She wasn't going to make this easy on him was she? He smiled at her and tried to act like nothing had happened.

"Hey sweetie, I didn't know you were home. I thought you were going to your friend's house this afternoon. How was your day?" he asked her while still looking her over and undressing her with his eyes. "Sweetie, I know you're a grown woman, but I hope you didn't wear that to school today, it's....it's a little revealing, no?"
 
Sammy laughed as her father asked her if she wore this outfit to school today. Sammy sat down on her father's lap and made sure her plump ass brushed against his dick. She wanted to make him hard. She wanted him to want her so by the end of the night she could have his dick in any way she wanted.

As she sat on her father's lap, she knew he could see her big tits in her bra if he looked. "How was your day, Daddy?" She asked sweetly and innocently. She still had images of her father stroking his huge dick. And that thought alone was enough to make her wet all over again.
 
Bruce was surprised by how his daughter just jumpped into his lap. It was enough to knock the breath out of him as she sat his ass right down on his cock. She even seemed to be rubbing her ass against him as she sat there and even though his cock had already came twice in the past 2 hours, he was already starting to firm up as Samantha sat there on his lap.

"My day? My day was ok, you know, the usual. Lots of work to do, lots of calls to make." he said as he looked his sweet little girl in the eye and smiled. He put his right arm around her and held her at her hip as she sat there on his manhood. He couldn't help but wonder what she looked like while she masturbated earlier, he wondered just how wet she was after she came while thinking about him. "How about you sweetie? How was your day? Why did you come home so early?"
 
Sammy made sure her big, plump ass was right against her father's dick. She wanted to make him so damned hard. She wanted his dick so badly. She wanted him to beg her to fuck him. She smiled innocently. She knew her father could stare down her chest and she wanted him to. She wanted him to want her and she wanted him to get hard again.

"My day was fine. Cheerleading was cancelled so I came home early." She smiled so very innocently. She wanted to get down on her knees and fuck her Daddy's cock with her pouty, lipstick covered lips. She wanted to make him cum and make him so hard.

Sammy moved on her father's lap a little, her plump ass brushing against his dick. As she moved, her big breasts jiggled a little in her bra.
 
"Cheerleading was cancelled huh?" he said as he felt her ass continue to shift on his lap, causing his cock to begin to harden once again. Bruce knew he was getting himself into trouble if he let her just continue to sit in his lap, it was so wrong. Bruce lifted Samantha up and put her down on the couch next to him, he could see her breasts jiggle as she was seated, wow she had a great pair of breasts, he thought to himself.

"Sweetie, I don't know what you're up to, but you don't need to be sitting in my lap, you're not 5 years old you know?" he says with a re-assuring smile, letting her know that he really wasn't mad at her. Bruce stood up and turned away from Samantha and adjusted his growing member so she couldn't see.

"So what would you like for dinner sweetie? I'll give you anything you want."
 
She smirked. She heard her father say he'd give her anything she wanted. She licked her lips. "You'll give me anything I want, Daddy?" She whispered seductively. She leaned up so that her lips were near his ear. "Even your big, hard cock." She whispered.

She rested her hand on the bulge through his pants. She wanted in the worst way to get down on her knees and fuck her Daddy's cock with her mouth. She wanted to wrap her soft lips around his dick and bob her cute head on it.

She smirked devilishly as she waited for her father's answers.
 
Bruce watched as Samanthat got up on her knees on the couch as she pondered what she wanted, but her answer surprised him.....or did it....

"Even your big, hard cock."

Bruce gulped as he felt his daughter's hand resting on his cock through his pants, he could feel her little fingers tracing along the bulge as he looked down into her eye. Her eyes that were filled with lust, lust for her father, lust for his throbbing cock. He couldn't resist any more, he couldn't resist it, it had been too long since he had a real woman fuck his cock, he needed a mouth to fuck, a pussy to fuck, even if it was his little girl.

"Y-y-yes...." he muttered softly, "I'll give you anything you want Sammy, take anything you want...."
 
She smirked as she got down on her knees in the living room. She unbuckled his pants and pushed down his boxers so that his hard dick sprung free. God, it was so big. Bigger than she remembered from earlier. Her pouty, full lips couldn't wait to wrap around it. She couldn't wait to fuck that dick with her pretty mouth. But she wouldn't give Daddy what he wanted yet.

She wrapped her soft hand around the hard eight inch dick and began to pump it in her hand. "Tell Sammy what you want, Daddy..." She whispered so very innocently.
 
His eyes watched his little girl as she got down on her knees in front of him and pulled his pants down, followed by his boxers. All he could think was: I'm going to hell, I'm going to hell...but at that point he didn't care as he cock sprung free from its binds and was almost at full attention as Samantha got hold of it with her little hand. He groaned softly as she started to stroke it.

"Oh god Sammy, I want you to suck your daddy's cock, I want you to shove as much of daddy's thick cock into your mouth as you can and make daddy cum. Please make your daddy cum sweetie..."
 
She smirked. She only had been stroking her father for a couple minutes but all eight inches were rock hard in her hand. She wrapped another hand around it and began pumping her father's hard dick.

"Tell me....tell me what you were thinking when you were stroking earlier?" She whispered. She smirked again; she knew this was wrong. But she wanted her father's big, fat dick. And she'd make sure she got it. She was going to give him the best fucking of his life.
 
"Tell me....tell me what you were thinking when you were stroking earlier?"

He knew now that she had seen him earlier, her words confirmed that. She had been planning this all along since she had seen him, she had been planning on seducing him ever since he came earlier that afternoon. That explained so much as her second hand wrapped around his monster cock and she began double fisting his thick member.

"I was thinking about you Sammy, how you've grown into such a beautiful and sexy woman, how much you remind me of your mother, how bad I wanted to feel your pussy wrapped around my cock." he groaned as he could feel his orgasm already starting to build as she continued pumping his hard cock....
 
"So fucking naughty, Daddy." She scolded him but smirked devilishly. She'd make his cock hers. She'd fuck his big Daddy dick and she couldn't wait. She licked her lips. She leaned down and wrapped her lips around the swollen head. She flicked her tongue over the tip and tasted the pre-cum. She took a little more...her lipstick covered lips wrapped around the big hard dick. She began to bob her head up and down on such a big cock.
 
"Yes your daddy is so naughty....so naughty for thinking about his little girl like that...." he groaned just as Samantha took the head of his cock between her lips. His eyes looked down right into hers as she slipped more of him into her mouth. He was surprised at how much she could fit in her mouth as he was so thick. He felt her tongue flicking over the head as another groan escaped his lips.

"Yes that's it sweetie, suck your daddy's thick cock..." Bruce knew he shouldn't encourage her like this, but god did it feel so good to have someone other than himself touching his hard cock. It had been way too long since anyone had touched him and his little girl's mouth felt so warm and wet....
 
She knew her father would have a big dick but god, it felt so thick in her mouth and wonderful. Her lipstick covered lips wrapped around the hard monster as she bobbed her head up and down on her father's dick. She made soft slurping sounds.

"Mmm.." She groaned as she continued to suck. She loved her father's dick already and she was going to make sure it was hers and only hers from now on.
 
Back
Top