Porn Star Dad, Part 4

Sam had planned on giving Lisa at least two full days to recover before they had sex again, knowing that it would be murder on her if she rushed it and tried to take his huge cock inside her again too soon, but as it turned out it was four days before they had the chance. His work schedule had gotten suddenly busy while his wife’s had gotten less busy, so he was either busy at work in his office or Miriam was home; either way, Lisa was going crazy with anticipation by the end of the fourth day, not having had the chance to get her hands on him once during all that time. She was hooked on his big cock and she knew it, and she didn’t care.

Sam’s desire for his daughter had increased as well, and to his surprise he wasn’t conflicted about it at all. He knew he should feel guilty about doing this behind his wife’s back, but for some reason he didn’t. It just felt natural to him, and he didn’t know why. Maybe it was because he loved his daughter; he loved her with all his heart, and always had. Maybe it was because when he looked at her he also saw her as a young, vibrant, beautiful and sexy woman in addition to being his daughter. He just didn’t know; what he did know was that his attraction to and desire for his daughter had not dampened those same feelings and desires towards his wife Miriam, nor had it slowed down the frequency with which they had sex. They had always had sex at least once a day nearly every day, and that had not changed since Lisa had also become his lover.

In the afternoon of the fourth day Sam finally had some time to himself, having just put the finishing touches on the project that had occupied so much of his time over the past four day. He stood from his chair and stretched, then walked into the kitchen to get a beer out of the refrigerator. He stood in front of the window and looked out, watching Lisa swimming laps in the pool as he twisted the top from the beer bottle and took a drink. He watched her for several minutes as she swam laps, admiring her dedication. When she finished she stood up in the pool, her head and shoulders visible as she faced him, and she looked up to see him standing in the window watching her. Her eyes lit up when she saw him standing there, and he heard her yell “Finished?” as she held her hands out to her sides, palms up, in the standard questioning gesture. When he smiled and nodded his head she shouted with glee and jumped out of the pool, running into the house, dripping water all along the way. She ran over and grabbed him by the hand and pulled him across the kitchen, up the stairs and into her room, and then literally pounced on him.

As soon as they got to her room she spun around and threw herself at him, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck and kissing him passionately, pressing her wet body firmly against his, and she felt his cock immediately begin to respond. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist as they kissed, immediately tightening them around his body and pressing her mound firmly against the base of his quickly-hardening cock. Her bathing suit was still soaking wet, and in a matter of moments his shirt and pants were equally as wet where her suit was pressed up against him. She slid her tongue deeply into his mouth, finding his own and dancing with it, as he held her up with his hands on her firm, rounded butt. She was breathing hard with anticipation and desire, and there was an urgency to her actions that aroused Sam even more.

All Lisa knew was that if she didn’t get her father’s monster cock inside her pussy again, and soon, she’d go out of her mind. It had taken the better part of two full days for the soreness and tenderness in her nether regions to fade away, and she was glad for that reason that they didn’t have the chance to have sex. But she loved the feelings of her father’s big cock in her hands and her mouth just as much, and she’d have been happy to be able to give him either a blow job, hand job, or both while she was waiting for the soreness in her pussy to go away. But she hadn’t had a chance to do anything with her sexy, hot father, anything at all, and she was now crazy with desire for him and his monster cock. She wanted that huge pole of meat inside her, and she wanted it inside her now!

“Carry me over to the bed, Daddy!” she gasped, breaking the intense kiss and jerking her head backwards towards her bed. “Throw me down on the bed and fuck me, please!” Then she planted her lips on his and kissed him again.

“Not a good idea, sweetie,” Sam said between kisses as he continued to hold her up, her thighs clamped firmly around his waist. “You’re soaking wet, and we’re gonna have a hard enough time explaining the water trail across the kitchen and up the carpeted stairs now. You’d never be able to explain a soaking wet mattress,” he cautioned.

“But I need you inside me, Daddy!” she implored, looking at her with her best “puppy dog” look possible. “I need to you fuck me now!”

He could see the fires of desire burning bright in her eyes, and he knew he felt the same way. His cock was nearly fully erect by now, straining against the pants leg of the shorts as it tried to stand completely straight. He wanted her nearly as much as she wanted him; he was just better at controlling it. An idea suddenly came to him, and he smiled.

“Got an idea!” he said, then turned and walked into the bathroom carrying her on his lap as she kept her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. He could feel the heat of her pussy emenating through the wet material of her bathing suit as he walked. He carried her into the bathroom and turned towards the counter with the sink in it, and she knew what he was thinking. She released her legs from around his waist as he set her down on the counter, immediately hooking her feet on the back of his legs and pulling him close to her.

“Mmmm, I like this idea!” she said, purring at him. “So hot and sexy, kinky too!”

“I thought you’d like it,” he said, sliding his hands down her sides to the bottoms of her bathing suit. He tugged at the sides and she lifted her hips up, placing her hands on the counter for support, and let him slide the bottoms down her legs to toss the still-wet bottoms in the sink. She quickly untied the top and slipped it over her head, setting her big breasts free. The nipples were hard and erect, the cool air hitting the still-damp skin making them pucker more. Then she leaned forward and reached for the clasp to his shorts, working it open as he pulled his wet shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor. She got his shorts open and yanked down the zipper as he stepped out of his shoes, then his shorts as she tugged them from his hips and past his erect shaft, letting them fall to his feet. His rock-hard cock sprang up, the precum already flowing from the head, and she looked down at it with a huge smile on her face as she wrapped her hand around the big shaft and squeezed. She pumped his cock as she slid her hips forward so that she was sitting right on the edge of the counter, then rubbed the big head of his cock up and down between her outer lips. She was already soaking wet, and the head of his cock glided up and down easily as his precum mixed with her juices.

“I can’t wait to get your big, hard cock inside my pussy again!” she said, looking at him with hooded eyes as she rubbed his cock up and down her slit.

“We have to take it easy, sweetie, I don’t want to hurt you or make you sore again,” he said, the desire evident in his eyes and voice as well.

“I thought about that already, Daddy!” she said, her eyes sparkling. “Look in the drawer to your left!” He slid the drawer open and saw a bottle of a very popular, very slippery – “extremely slippery,” the label said – and very expensive lubricant in the drawer. He chuckled as he picked the bottle up and held it in front of her.

“I see you’ve planned ahead!” he said.

‘Yep, I sure did!” she replied, tugging on his cock with one hand as she took the bottle from him with the other. Without missing a stroke on his thick shaft she flipped open the cap of the bottle and held it upside-down over the bulbous head of his cock, squirting out a liberal amount of the clear, slippery fluid. She spread it over the head of his cock with her hand, making sure it was coated good, and then squirted a little more on his shaft and spreading that around as well before capping the bottle and setting it down on the counter. Then she placed the head of his huge cock against her tight opening and hooked her feet behind his legs again, pulling him towards her and driving the head of his cock into her pussy. It slid in easily, aided by the lubricant, spreading her opening wide and stretching her walls as more of his cock slid inside her tight pussy.

“Oooooh, my God, that feels good!” she moaned, her mouth falling open as she looked at his cock sliding inside her pussy. Sam pushed slowly but firmly, not wanting to stretch her pussy too quickly lest he make her sore again; still, he was surprised at how easily his huge shaft slid into her tight tunnel. It was still a tight fit – a very tight fit, her pussy walls stretched nearly to their limit – but with the aid of the lubricant, he was able to slide as much of his cock as she could take into her pussy in one long, slow, firm stroke. She moaned as his cock filled her, stretching her and opening her up, tilting her hips up to give him better access and help getting his cock as deep inside her as she could stand. She leaned back against the mirror behind her and looked up at him, her eyes hooded, her mouth open, as he pushed his cock further and further into her wet, slippery, and oh-so-tight pussy. He looked down and saw that she had taken as much of his cock this time as she had before and then he stood there, motionless, holding his throbbing cock still as her clutching, squeezing pussy adapted to being filled again.

“Mmmm, I love it!” she moaned, smiling at him. “I’m so horny for your big cock that I’m gonna cum as soon as you start to move!” she said, squeezing his cock with her pussy. He reached up and grasped her big breasts with both hands, gripping them firmly and loving the feel of their mass in his hands.

“Then I guess you’re just gonna have to cum,” he said as he started to move, pulling his thick, long cock slowly out of her tight, wet pussy until just the head was inside her, then pushing it back in just as slowly. She gasped as he began to move, and her breathing quickened with every stroke of his cock in and out of her tunnel. It only took three strokes for her to cum.

“I’m cumming, Daddy, I’m cumming!” she cried, clamping her legs around his waist and pulling him towards her, driving his cock deeper into her pussy as her orgasm exploded inside her. She gritted her teeth and squeezed her eyes closed as his cock thrust in and out of her pussy, the waves of pleasure crashing over her as he moved, and he could feel her inner muscles gripping him as she continued to cum. He kept stroking her pussy with his big, thick cock in steady, even, firm strokes, pushing it in deep with each thrust of his hips and pulling it nearly completely out before pushing it back in again. She came long and hard, her pussy flooding with her juices, all of which combined to trigger his orgasm. He felt the familiar stirring in his balls as she pulled him closer with her legs hooked around him, her pussy gripping and squeezing his thick cock as he fucked her, the sight of her body in front of him and the look of ecstasy on her face driving him quickly to orgasm.

“I’m gonna cum, baby,” he warned, breathing hard as he gripped her big breasts firmly in his hands, continuing to drive his huge cock in and out of her tight, wet pussy.

“Give it to me, Daddy,” she gasped, looking up at him as her orgasm faded. “Cum inside me, fill me up with your hot cum, Daddy, please, give it to me!”

So he did. Her words triggered his orgasm and he felt his cock widen for just a moment, and judging from the look on her face she felt it as well, just before his cock erupted inside her pussy. He moaned and thrust his hips forward as his cock erupted, pumping and throbbing as it spewed stream after stream of his hot cum deep inside her tunnel. She cried out as his cock drove deeper than ever into her, but kept her legs clamped around him to keep him from backing out. She could feel his enormous cock throbbing and pulsing inside her as it pumped stream after stream of his cum deep inside her, and she felt the excess cum slipping out of her pussy and sliding down her ass to pool on the counter beneath her. She held him tight with her legs and her pussy as his cock pumped its usual huge load of cum into her, giggling as his cock throbbed within her. Seven, eight, nine times his cock pumped his cum into her tunnel, until the spasms running the length of his cock finally began to slow; he pushed forward and held his cock deep inside her as his cock pumped the last of his cum into her and making her gasp, then she clamped down on his cock with her pussy to squeeze the last bit of cum from him. He was gasping for breath, his knees a little shaky from the intensity of his cumming, and he opened his eyes to look down into the smiling face of his beautiful daughter, her hair still damp from the pool and hanging around her face.

“Oh my God, that was great!” she said, reaching up and kissing him briefly but deeply. “I absolutely love feeling your big cock pumping inside me!”

“I love it, too, sweetie,” he replied, kissing the tip of her nose as they stood still, his cock slowly softening inside her.

“I don’t know which of us needed that more, me or you!” she said, running her hand along the side of his face. “I just can’t wait until we can do it again when we can take our time and really do it right!” He took her hand in his and kissed the back of it before replying.

“Me, too, baby, me, too,” he said, smiling at her. “Did it hurt this time?” he asked, concerned that he’d hurt her by the quickness of his penetration.

“Just a little bit, yes,” she replied, glancing down at the tube of his cock remaining outside of her pussy. She was still amazed at the sheer size of her father’s cock, and was eve more amazed that she could get it inside her. “But the lubricant really, really helped!”

“That was a good idea, one I should have thought of,” he said. “What made you think of it?” he asked, and she lowered her head and gave him a little-girl-guilty look as she replied.

“From one of your movies,” she said, looking up at him to see if he was mad. When she saw he wasn’t, she lifted her head up and smiled. “I watched a couple of them a few days ago, and you used the same lubricant in one of them. The scene was in a woman’s bedroom that was all done up in red – red bedspread, red walls, red carpet – and the woman was really tiny, like about five feet tall or so, and you used it when you fucked her.”

“Oh, yeah, I remember that one,” Sam replied, smiling at the memory. “’Johnny Rodd Meets the Lady in Red,’ I think that one was called,” he said.

“Yeah, that was it!” Lisa answered. “How did you manage to get that big cock into that tiny woman?” she asked.

“Lubricant,” he replied, smiling again, “lots and lots of lubricant! Still, I don’t know how she did it! I thought I was going to split her in half, she was so small and so tight!” Then he looked down at the puddle of cum that was growing bigger beneath her ass, more of his cum leaking out as his cock softened to let it run out. “Well, at least cleaning up won’t be too much of a chore this time!” he said. He stepped back and slid his softening cock out of her, grabbing the hand towel from the ring on the wall and handing it to her as a flood of cum ran out of her pussy and onto the counter.

“Yeah, you picked a good place for us to get messy!” she said, dropping the hand towel onto the puddle of cum and then slipping off the counter, rolling onto her hip to avoid sliding in the puddle. Then she turned and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his and kissed him deeply, slipping her tongue into his mouth. When the kiss ended she looked up at him and said, “Would you like to come in the shower with me, Daddy?”

“I’d love to, sweetie,” he said, smiling at her and running his hands up and down her back and butt as he spoke. “But it’s late in the afternoon and your mom should be coming home soon, and the last thing we need is for her to find us in the shower together.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” she said, a slight pout on her face. “But will you shower with me sometime when we have the time, Daddy? Please?” she asked.

“I’d love to, Lisa!” he replied, and kissed her on the forehead.

“Good! ‘Cause you know what I wanna do, Daddy?” she asked.

“What’s that, sweetie?” he replied. She leaned in close and brought her face up to his, whispering her answer.

“I wanna jack you off in the shower!” He chuckled in response.

“That would be a good place for it,” he said. “At least cleaning up would be easier! Now go shower,” he said, and she slid her arms from around his neck to walk over to the shower. He slapped her hard on her firm ass as she went by, and she let out a yelp. Then she laughed as she leaned into the shower to turn on the water. Sam picked up his damp clothing, slipped into his shoes, and walked naked out of her bathroom and to his own room, his now-soft cock swinging as he walked. He dropped the shirt and shorts into the hamper before getting a dry set out of his armoir, then put them on before going downstairs to finish his beer.

Lisa stood in the shower and let the hot water run over her body, the spray hitting her on the back of her neck and running down the front of her body, over her big breasts and down her flat stomach to her mound where it ran from her body down the drain. She was surprised that she wasn’t anywhere near as sore this time as she had been the first time; she was sore to be sure, more sore than she let on to her father, but she had been telling the truth when she said that the lubricant really helped. She had also wanted her father’s huge cock inside her so badly that she didn’t care how much it hurt. The desire had been burning inside her for days, and she knew the only thing that would sate her desire was her father’s cock inside her. So she jumped at the chance to fuck him, and was willing to pay the price of being sore for a day or so.

After finishing her shower and drying her hair she stepped into her favorite black thong panties, then put on a tight pair of black Spandex shorts and a white tube top, wanting to show her body off to her father and tease him as much as she could. She enjoyed teasing him, knowing that she was able to make his huge cock hard just by showing up, and it both pleased and excited her. She put a pair of short socks on her feet followed by her tennis shoes, then put her hair up into a pony tail before going downstairs. She made note of the slightly wet trail leading up the stairs, seeing that the water on the kitchen floor had dried. She went into the kitchen to get a diet drink out of the refrigerator, then went into her father’s office to find him sitting on the couch, his feet up on the coffee table, finishing a beer. He paused the bottle halfway to his lips when he saw her, and she walked over in front of him and turned slowly so he could get a good look.

“Like it, Daddy?” she asked, smiling down at him and noticing that his cock was responding. “I wore this outfit just for you!”

“Damn, Lisa, if you only knew what you do to me!” he said, looking her body up and down as she stood in front of him. She leaned over and put her hands on her knees, her big breasts hanging down and showing him plenty of cleavage as she spoke in a husked voice, smiling as she spoke.

“But I do know what I do to you, Daddy,” she said, smiling as she paused. “I make your big cock hard!”

“That you do, baby, that you do!” he replied, feeling his cock getting longer, thicker, and harder by the moment. She kissed him on the cheek, then turned and walked out of his room and out the back door. He watched her Spandex-clad ass flex as she walked away, then looked down at the tube of rapidly-growing cock extending down his leg.

“Damned thing has a mind of its own,” he said, smiling.

More to come…