Something To Take The Edge Off

(Author’s note:  this is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental.  All characters depicted in sexual situations in this story are at least 18 years of age.  This work is copyrighted and may not be distributed in any way by any person(s) without the express written consent of the author.)

Hank walked into the kitchen and went straight to the refrigerator, opening the door and taking out a bottle of his favorite beer.  He closed the refrigerator, twisted the cap off of the bottle, then leaned back against the kitchen counter as he took a long pull.  The cold liquid felt good running down his throat, and the coldness of the bottle felt just as good when he ran it over his forehead after taking a drink.

“Man, what a day!” he said out loud to himself.  He was still wearing his work clothes, a dark blue polo shirt with his company’s logo on the left breast and a pair of khaki slacks, heading straight for the kitchen and the beer instead of going upstairs to change clothes as he usually did when he got home.  He needed a beer more than he needed to change clothes, especially after the day he’d just had.

This day had been a nightmare since he first got to the store.  An hour before opening he’d had no less than four call-outs, leaving him very short staffed out on the sales floor.  That meant he’d have to help out, and while he didn’t mind that as he’d gotten his start with the company 15 years ago as a floor salesman, it meant that he’d have to put off his managerial duties for the moment and take care of them later, meaning that he was going to have two busy days instead of just one.  Then the truck from the distribution center was delayed, not scheduled to show up until after 5PM now, which meant that setting up for the big sale that was supposed to start tomorrow morning would have to be done after the store closed, which meant overtime for the employees and having to explain that overtime to Corporate.

Then, as the icing on the cake, the Regional HR representative, a notorious man-hating older woman with a stick shoved so far up her ass that you could see the lump in the top of her head, came in along with his boss, the District Manager, telling him that the three of them had to “have a chat right now.”  During the chat the HR Manager informed him that a sexual harassment complaint had been made against him by a former employee, and that she was here to find out the details.  Hank pulled out the former employee’s work records and showed her the many write-ups for tardiness, missed days without calling in, being out ‘sick’ for a week without providing a doctor’s note, and the numerous – as in more than a dozen – complaints from customers about her poor attitude and extremely poor customer service.  He also showed her the dismissal approval from the District HR Manager, but in the end the thing that caused the Regional HR Manager to realize that the complaint was bullshit was when Hank’s own records showed that the former employee failed to show up for work with no notice on the day she alleged the incident took place while she was at work.  When the District Manager pointed out that this was something that the Regional HR Manager could have found out for herself “with a little rudimentary investigation,” that pretty much ended the conversation. 

So by the time 5PM rolled around and it was time for Hank to leave, he beat a path out of the store so fast that he left skid marks behind.  The night shift had shown up on time and in full force, so the manning crisis was over.  Now the only thing Hank wanted was a cold beer – several of them, and he was taking care of that right now.  He was just about ready to open up his second beer when his 18-year-old daughter, Vicky, came bouncing into the room in her usual happy-go-lucky, carefree manner.

“Hi, Daddy!” she said, coming over to him and giving him a kiss on his cheek, then opening the refrigerator to take out a diet soda.

‘Oh, to be young and carefree like that again!’ Hank thought to himself.

“Hi, Princess,” Hank said, calling her by the nickname he’d called her by for most of her life.  She picked up on his tone of voice right away, and her brow furrowed in concern as she looked at him.

“What’s wrong, Daddy?” she asked, holding the unopened soda in front of her as she looked at him.  “Did you have a bad day at work?” she asked, the concern plain on her face.

“That would be the understatement of the year,” he replied, opening his second beer and taking a drink.

“What happened?” she asked, and Hank told her. 

“And that was my day,” he said, taking a pull from his beer. “Makes me wish I was 18 and carefree again like you are,” he said, giving her a smile.

“I’m sorry you had a bad day, Daddy,” Vicky said, taking a step closer to him as she spoke, her voice soft.  “I guess you need something to take the edge off then, huh?” she asked, looking into his eyes, still holding the soda can in front of her.

“Yeah, that’d be nice, really nice,” he said, pausing for a moment as he smiled at her.  “As a matter of fact, I can’t think of anything I’d like more than that right about now!” he said. 

“Then let’s go, before Mom gets home!” Vicky said with a big grin on her face.  She put her half-finished soda on the counter and then took him by the hand, leading him over to the small table in the breakfast nook of the kitchen.

“Sit down, Daddy,” she said, pulling out one of the chairs and turning it around so it was facing into the kitchen.  Hank put his beer down on the table and sat down, and Vicky dropped to her knees in front of him, putting her hands on his knees and spreading them apart as she moved in between them.

“You just sit right there and let me work my magic on you, Daddy,” she said, smiling up at him as she reached up and unfastened first his belt and then his pants, expertly getting them open in no time flat.  She pulled his pants apart and then pulled the tail of his polo shirt up and out of the way before slipping her hand inside his boxer shorts, looking down and grinning, her tongue curled up at the corner of her mouth in anticipation.  She wrapped her hand around his soft cock and pulled it out, tugging it free of his boxers.  Then she did the same with his balls, pulling them out as well, moving the fly of the boxers out of the way to give her room to do what she did best.  She looked up at him and smiled, her big blue eyes sparkling as she did.

“Ready, Daddy?” she asked, wrapping her hand around his cock and tugging on it, feeling it beginning to grow in her hand.

“Oh, yeah, I’m ready, all right,” Hank replied, returning her smile.

Vicky lowered her head and opened her mouth, dropping it down over the head of his still soft cock and closing her soft lips around it.  She sucked it into her mouth, running the flat of her tongue along the underside as she pulled his entire cock into her mouth, sucking it in like a strand of spaghetti.  She grabbed his big, heavy balls with one hand and began squeezing and massaging them, pulling and tugging on them as she slid his quickly hardening cock in and out of her mouth using just the suction she was applying, keeping her head still as she sucked him hard.  When his cock got too big and too hard for her to do that she began sliding her mouth up and down on it, wrapping one hand around the base and pumping it as she moved.

“I just love sucking you hard, Daddy!” she said, lifting her mouth up from his now fully erect cock to speak, her eyes shining and a big smile on her face.  “I love feeling your cock growing bigger, thicker and harder in my mouth!” she said.  Then she dropped her mouth back down onto his cock, wrapping her lips around the head and sucking hard, keeping her head still while she gripped the shaft firmly with both hands and began pumping.  She was rewarded with a long squirt of precum, and she cried out in glee around his cock in her mouth as she tasted the salty fluid on her tongue.  She swallowed it down and then kept sucking and pumping, getting more precum out of him.  She slid her mouth up to the tip of his cock and held it there for a second before speaking.

“Your precum tastes good, Daddy!” she said, licking the underside of his cock from his balls to the tip, slipping her mouth over the head and sucking for a moment before speaking again.

“I can’t wait to taste your cum, too!  And of course I’m going to be a good girl and swallow every drop!” she said, slipping her mouth back down onto his cock again, moving her hands out of the way so she could take the entire length into her wet, sucking mouth.

Hank watched as his daughter expertly sucked his entire cock into her mouth, not hesitating at all.  She slid her mouth all the way down until her nose was bumping against him, then held it there for several moments as she looked up at him.  She winked at him and then slowly pulled her mouth back up the length of his cock, sucking hard along the way.  When she had just the head in her mouth she stopped, wrapping both hands around the shaft and gripping it tightly.  She pumped his cock with both hands as she sucked hard on the head, her cheeks hollowing in from the pressure she was exerting, her tongue sliding over and around the head as she sucked. 

It never ceased to amaze Hank just how good his daughter was at sucking dick, and not for the first time he wondered how she got to be so good at such a young age.  But as usual he put those thoughts out of his head and concentrated instead on enjoying what she was doing, watching Vicky as she worked on his cock, sucking hard on the head while pumping the shaft with both hands.  She truly enjoyed sucking cock, and it showed.

“Your cock is so hard for me, Daddy!” she said, lifting her mouth from his cock to speak.  “So nice and hard, and dripping so much yummy precum!” she said, licking the underside of his cock and then licking the precum from the tip.  She squeezed his cock hard with both hands as she pushed them upwards, pushing a big drop of precum out onto the tip.  She dropped her mouth down and clamped her lips on the tip, sucking it into her mouth and pumping his cock in her hands for more, smiling at him when she got it.

“MMMMMM, you taste so good, Daddy!” she said, looking up at him and smiling.  Then she dropped her head down to his balls, opening her mouth wide and clamping her lips onto them.  She sucked both of them into her mouth at once, rolling them around in her mouth as she pulled her head back a little to tug on them with her mouth.  She pumped his cock in her hand as she sucked on his balls, rubbing her thumb over the tip to spread the precum around. 

“Can’t ignore your balls, now can I, Daddy?” she asked in a soft voice, looking up at him as she licked his balls.  She sucked them into her mouth again, making Hank moan softly, rolling them around for a few moments before releasing them.  She slid her wet tongue slowly up the length of his cock, circling the head with it and looking him in the eyes the entire time.  She giggled as she spoke, her eyes bright and sparkling.

“You like that, don’t you, Daddy?” she asked, pumping his cock in her hand as she spoke.  “You like it when I run my thick, wet tongue along the underside of your cock, don’t you?” she asked, doing what she had just described.  Then she slipped her mouth over the head of his cock and sucked it all into her mouth, pushing her mouth down onto his shaft until her nose was touching his abdomen again.  She held it there for a moment and then slid her mouth back up, sucking hard along the way.  She gasped a little as she released his cock from her mouth, wrapping her hand around it and pumping it again as she spoke.

“I can’t wait to feel your big, hard cock pumping all of that hot, thick cum down my throat,” she said, her voice husky with desire, her eyes bright.  “It’s going to taste so good, Daddy, I can hardly wait!” she said, dropping her mouth back down onto his cock and deepthroating him again, sliding her mouth up and down on his cock three times before speaking again.

“You like it when I talk dirty to you while sucking your cock, don’t you, Daddy?” she asked, smiling as she licked his cock.  “You like to hear me say how good you taste and how much I love sucking on you, huh, Daddy?” she asked, not expecting an answer.  She was doing this just to turn him on, and she knew from past experience that it worked.  This time was no different as she could feel his cock pulsing slightly in her hand as she gripped it.

“I’m gonna make you cum so hard, Daddy!” she said, her voice a whisper as she pumped his cock with her hand.  “I’m gonna make you cum so hard that you pump gallons of cum into my mouth and down my throat!  And you know what else I’m gonna do, Daddy?” she asked, pausing for effect, looking at him and smiling as she pumped his cock in her hand.  “I’m gonna swallow every drop!” she said, licking the underside of the head as she spoke.

Then she slid her mouth back down onto his cock again, deepthroating it once more.  She slid her mouth up and down on his hard shaft several times, sucking hard on the way up, her cheeks hollowing in from the suction she was applying to his cock.  Then she slipped her mouth from his cock and wrapped both hands around it, gripping it hard and pumping it as she spoke.

“I’m gonna make you cum now, Daddy,” she said breathlessly, her eyes hooded with desire.  I’m gonna make you shoot all your cum into my mouth and down my throat, and there’s nothing you can do about it!” she said, knowing that he’d never do anything to stop her but teasing him all the same.

Then she dropped her mouth down onto the head of his cock, sucking it and the first inch or so of his cock beyond that into her mouth.  She kept her mouth there and began sucking hard, sucking on his cock as if she were trying to suck a thick milkshake through a straw, her cheeks caving in as she pushed the flat of her tongue against the underside of the head of his cock.  She looked him in the eyes as she sucked on his cock, her hands gripping the shaft tightly as she pumped it, the soft sucking sounds of her mouth on his shaft the only sounds heard.  Vicky kept her eyes on his as she brought him closer and closer to the edge of orgasm, keeping her wet, sucking mouth clamped tightly onto his cock as she sucked on his cock as hard as she could.

It didn’t take long for Hank to be at the edge of orgasm, his breathing coming harder and faster now as he tried to hold back so he could enjoy what his daughter was doing a little longer.  But she wasn’t having any of it – she wanted his cum and she wanted it now, and when she detected that he was holding back she doubled down on her efforts, gripping his cock tighter in her hands and sucking on the head even harder than before.  She kept her eyes locked on his and nodded quickly to urge him on as she sucked his cock, knowing that this would push him over the edge.

And it did.  Hank’s orgasm hit almost immediately, his body going rigid and his hips thrusting upwards as he groaned loudly, his cock exploding in Vicky’s mouth.

“MM-mmmmmmm!” Vicky moaned around his cock as he came, feeling his cock jumping and pulsing in her hands and mouth as it blasted stream after stream of hot, thick cum into her mouth.  She kept pumping and sucking on his cock as it pumped again and again, quickly filling her mouth up with cum.  She swallowed once to keep any of his cum from leaking out of her mouth and then kept on sucking on his cock, letting it fill up again as her father continued to cum hard.  When she felt the pumping of his cock in her mouth start to slow she slid her mouth down a little further onto his cock, moving her hands down a little, sucking on it hard for a moment before slowly pulling her mouth up the length of his shaft, sucking hard along the way.  She pumped the last bit of cum out of his cock with her hands and sucked it into her mouth, then slid her mouth over the head to the tip, kissing the tip twice.

Hank watched, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath, as Vicky held her head up and opened her mouth to show him the mouthful of cum he had just given her.  She lifted her tongue up through the massive pool of cum, letting it run off of the sides before she slid her tongue through it from side to side.  Then she closed her mouth and swallowed with a soft ‘gulp,’  licking her lips before opening her mouth and sticking out her wide, thick tongue to show Hank that she had swallowed it all.

“See, Daddy?  All gone!  I swallowed every last drop!” she said proudly, still gripping his cock in her hands.  She looked down at his cock and pumped it hard, squeezing it from bottom to top to get the last bit of cum out, and when a drop of cum appeared at the tip she immediately sucked it off and swallowed it down, then looked up at him and smiled.

“I think that’s it, Daddy,” she said, releasing his cock from her hands and then slowly running her fingertips along the underside as it lay on his stomach, slowly getting soft.  “I think I got it all,” she said, looking up at him with a sly grin on her face.

“I’d say so, yeah,” Hank gasped, returning her smile.  “It just blows me away how good you are at that!” he said, meaning it.

“Thank you, Daddy,” she said, smiling.  “Do you feel better now?” she asked, still running her fingertips along the underside of his cock.

“Much better, yes,” Hank said, meaning it.  “Thank you, Princess!”

“You’re welcome, Daddy!” she said, getting up and bending over to kiss him lightly on the lips. 

“And now I think you’d better get that wonderful cock of yours put away before Mommy comes home,” she said, standing up and pointing down to his now soft cock.

“Yeah, I think you’re right,” Hank said, tucking his cock back into his boxers and then standing up to put himself back together.  A minute later he was dressed again, looking as if nothing had just happened.  Vicky had retrieved her soda and was leaning against the kitchen counter as she finished it, a satisfied smile on her face.  Hank walked over to her and stood in front of her as he spoke, his voice soft.

“Thank you again, Princess,” he said, kissing her on the forehead.  “I love you, Vicky,” he said.

“You’re welcome, and I love you, too, Daddy,” she replied, smiling up at him.  “Just let me know if you need me to take the edge off for you again, okay?”

“Okay, Princess,” he said, returning her smile.  Then Vicky stood up from leaning on the counter and got up on her tiptoes to whisper in his ear.

“Maybe next time I’ll use my tight little pussy instead of my mouth!” she whispered, licking his earlobe for emphasis and sending a shudder through him.   Then she was gone, bouncing out of the room as quickly as she came in, leaving Hank standing there to think about what she had just said.  A few moments later the kitchen door opened and his wife came in, a bag of groceries in her arms.

“Here, let me get that,” Hank said, walking over and taking the bag from her.

“Thank you, honey,” she said, smiling.  Hank put the bag on the counter as his wife came in, closing the door behind her and then putting her purse down so she could unload the groceries.

“How was your day?” she asked, taking the groceries out of the bag.

“Fine, no problems at all,” he said, taking another beer out of the refrigerator.

“That’s good to hear,” she replied, smiling at him.

“Yeah, it is, and I hope I have another day just like it tomorrow,” he said, smiling as he opened his beer, then brought the bottle up to his lips to take a drink.

‘Boy, do I ever!’ he thought to himself, his smile getting bigger.

Fini.