Hank's Secret Admirer

(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 16 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 was sitting at his desk in his office working on his latest project when the tone on his computer signifying that he’d received a new e-mail went off.  He turned to the computer and moved the mouse to wake the screen up, then clicked on the ‘new e-mail’ logo.  His e-mail program popped up, and his brow furrowed when he saw the new message in his inbox.  The e-mail was titled simply ‘HELLO,’ and came from someone he’d never heard of before, ‘HankFan1.’

As a rule he never opened e-mail that came from sources that he didn’t know, but something about this one intrigued him.  It had already made it past the antivirus and antimalware programs that his company ran on its computer network, so he knew it was safe to open.  He thought about it for a moment, then finally decided to open it and see what it was about.  He clicked on the e-mail and read it, his eyebrows going up as he did.

‘Hello, Hank! 

I just wanted to drop you a quick note and let you know that there’s a woman out there who thinks you’re the sexiest hunk of man she’s ever seen and is having all kinds of naughty thoughts about the deliciously erotic things she’d like to do to you!

Does the term ‘blowjob’ mean anything to you?

Have a great day, Hank!’

It was signed ‘Daisy,’ a name that none of his friends had, so he had no idea who this e-mail came from.

“Huh,” he said to himself, sitting back in his chair and staring at the screen.  “Now who in the hell could that have come from?” he asked himself out loud.  He thought about it for a few minutes and drew a total blank; he had no idea who could have sent it.  He thought that maybe his wife had sent it, but he dismissed that thought right away.  His wife was a very traditional and very conservative woman when it came to sex, and she absolutely despised giving blowjobs.  That fact alone ruled her out immediately, so Hank was completely stumped.

“Oh, well,” he said, closing the e-mail without erasing it and getting back to work.

The next day at around the same time he got another e-mail from HankFan1, and this one was considerably more detailed than the first was.

‘Hello, Hank! 

I was sitting her thinking about you and all of the things I want to do to you, so I decided to tell you what they are. (Some of them, anyway!)

  I want to unzip your pants and take your cock out, then wrap my soft lips around it and suck it into my mouth until you’re good and hard.  Then I want to run my tongue along the underside, getting your cock as hard as possible.  After that I want to slide my wet, sucking mouth up and down on your hard cock until you cum in my mouth, and when that happens I’m going to show it to you before I swallow it.

And that’s just for starters.

Have a great day, Hank!

Daisy’

“Damn,” Hank said to himself.  It was just then he noticed that he was getting an erection from reading the note, and it occurred to him that this reaction was exactly what the fan was hoping for. 

“I wonder if she’s as good as she claims to be?” he said to himself, wondering out loud.  “Oh, well, I’ll never find out,” he said, closing the e-mail and getting back to work, his erection slowly fading away.

The next day the e-mail was waiting for him when he got to his office.

‘Hello, Hank!

I was sitting here thinking about you as usual, and I was just wondering – do you like big tits, Hank?  I hope so, because I have big tits – not too big, but big enough.  Is a ‘D’ cup big enough for you, Hank?  Because that’s what size I am, a full ‘D’ cup.

My tits are nice and firm, just begging to be squeezed by you.  My nipples are hard just thinking about your hands on my tits, squeezing and caressing them as I stroke and tug on your hard cock.

Thinking about you makes my pussy wet.  (Oh, and I shave my pussy, too, Hank, just for you!)  But I’ll tell you more about my pussy later.

Have a great day, Hank!

Daisy’

“I have got to find out who the hell this is,” Hank said to himself.  He sat down at his desk and called the IT department, asking for a good friend of his, Jerry.  Once he had Jerry on the phone he asked him if it was possible for him to trace the origin of an e-mail by the address.

“Sure, it’s possible,” Jerry said.  “I can trace the e-mail back to the originating IP address, and then check that address to a map and tell you exactly where it is.  What’s the e-mail address?” he asked, and Hank gave it to him.  Two hours later Jerry called back with the results.

“Madrid, Spain,” he said. 

“Say what?” Hank asked, surprised.

“Madrid, Spain.  At least the last one, that is; the first one came from Istanbul, Turkey,” Jerry said.

“How in the hell is that possible?” Hank asked.

“Simple – the sender is using a proxy server combined with a scrambler that picks out an IP address at random to send the message through,” Jerry explained. 

“So there’s no way to tell just where the message originated from, then,” Hank said.

“Sorry, no,” Jerry said.  “Can’t help you on this one, bud.”

“Okay, well, thanks for trying, Jerry,” Hank said, hanging up the phone.  “Shit!” he said out loud, clasping his hands together on his desk.  Then he got to work, trying to take his mind off of his secret admirer and her erotic messages.  It wasn’t easy, but he managed to do it.

The next morning there was yet another e-mail from HankFan1 waiting for him when he got to work, and this one was all about her pussy.

‘Hello, Hank!

So I’m sitting here thinking about that wonderful cock of yours and of course it makes my tight little pussy all wet and slippery like it always does.

How long has it been since you had a tight, wet, teen pussy sliding down on your hard cock, Hank?  How long has it been since you had a tight little pussy wrapped around your shaft, milking the cum from you?  I can’t wait to get on top of you and slide my teen pussy down onto your hard, throbbing cock and ride you until you cum inside me!

Maybe soon, I hope?

Have a great day, Hank!

Daisy’

“Damn!” Hank said, sitting back in his chair after reading the e-mail.  His cock was rock-hard and throbbing, his mind a jumble of thoughts that he had difficulty in clearing so he could get back to work.  It took almost fifteen minutes for his erection to fade, but it still left him hornier than a two-peckered bull when it was over, and he wondered once again if she was as good in real life as she claimed to be in her e-mails.  And once again he was frustrated in knowing that he'd most likely never find out.

There was an e-mail from his secret admirer waiting for him every day when he came to work for the next week, each more detailed and more graphic in the descriptions of just what sexual act his admirer wanted to either do to him or have him do to her.  By the end of the week Hank was going out of his mind with desire for a woman he’d never even seen, and he had no idea of just what to do about it.

Then things took a change that caught Hank completely off guard.  He was at home relaxing in his den, surfing the web and listening to Jimmy Buffett when the notification sound for his personal e-mail went off.  He minimized the window he was using and clicked on the notification icon, nearly choking on his coffee when he saw the e-mail.

‘Hello, Hank!

I was just sitting in my room thinking about you and that big, hard dick of yours, and I just had to send you an e-mail and let you know that my pussy is soaking wet right now.  The thoughts of your hard dick first in my mouth and then sliding into my tight teen pussy made it that way.  Thinking of how much your big dick would fill me up, stretching out my tight pussy makes me want to fuck you more than ever!

Would you like that, Hank?  Would you like to fuck my tight, teen pussy and pump it full of your cum?  After I suck you hard, that is…

One day soon…one day very soon.

Or tonight, maybe?  What do you think about that, Hank?  Would you like to fuck me tonight?

Think about it.

Daisy’

“Holy shit!” Hank said out loud to himself, astonished.  “How in the hell did she get my home e-mail address?” he said, completely puzzled and more than a little aroused.  He sat back in his chair and thought about it, about what he’d just read, and the more he thought about it the more puzzled he became.

And the more he realized just how much he wanted to fuck Daisy, whoever she was. 

He got up from his chair and walked over to his min bar, picking up the decanter of bourbon and pouring some into a glass.  Then he went back over to his chair and sat down again, taking a sip of the bourbon while he tried to wrap his mind around what had just happened.  Just then his e-mail notification went off again, and he turned his chair back towards his computer and clicked the mouse on the icon to open the message.

‘Hello, Hank!

So have you been thinking about it?  Have you been thinking about fucking me, cumming inside my tight teen pussy and filling me up with your hot cum?  I have, and I can’t wait for it to happen.

Soon, Hank.  Very, very soon.

Daisy’

“Holy shit,” he said again, sitting back in his chair and looking at his computer screen.  Then he got up and went over to the mini bar in the corner, picking up the bourbon decanter and pouring some into a glass.  Then he went back over to his desk and sat down in his chair, looking at the e-mail message on the screen again.  He had just taken a sip of his bourbon when his 16-year-old daughter, Janice, spoke up from the doorway behind him, startling him a little.

“Hi, Daddy!” she said, giggling a little when she saw him flinch.  “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you!” she said, walking into the room.

“Hi, sweetheart; it’s okay, really, don’t worry about it,” he said, turning the chair to face her as she walked into the room and sat down on the love seat to the left of his desk and next to the mini bar. 

He had always thought that his daughter was gorgeous, and tonight was no exception.  She was 5’5” tall with long blonde hair that she always wore straight, the most beautiful blue eyes he’d ever seen, and a lithe, lean body with a firm, rounded ass and a pair of simply killer big tits that would drive any man wild.  She was wearing a yellow halter top that showed a good amount of cleavage paired with a pair of old-school bell-bottom jeans that sat so low on her hips that he wondered how they stayed up.  A pair of sandals completed her outfit, which he thought was the perfect touch.  She looked like one of the teenaged girls from his youth, which made him miss those days even more now than usual.

“Whatcha doing, Daddy?” she said, sitting on the couch and crossing her legs, smiling at him.

“Nothing much, just surfing the ‘net and drinking some bourbon,” he replied, holding the glass up for emphasis.

“Is it okay if I sit in here with you for a little while?” she asked.  “It’s too quiet in the house with Mom out and everything, and there’s nothing on TV so I figured I’d come in here and spend some time with my favorite daddy!” she said, smiling brightly.  “Is that okay, Daddy?” she asked again, her hands in her lap.

“Sure, sweetheart, I’m glad to have the company,” he replied, returning her smile.  “Just let me finish what I was doing and then I’ll be right with you, okay?” he asked.

“Okay, Daddy,” Janice said, returning his smile.  As he turned back to the computer to close the e-mail that was still up on the screen (and hoping that Janice hadn’t seen it) he vaguely noticed Janice reaching into her pocket and pulling out her cell phone.  He reached for the computer mouse and closed the e-mail, then closed the main window that was open.  Just then he got a text message notification from his cell phone, so he picked it up and touched the icon to open it without noticing who the message was from.

‘Hello, Hank!

It’s time for you to fuck me.

Daisy’

He stared at the message in disbelief, and when he saw who the message was from he nearly fell out of his chair.

The message was from his daughter, Janice.

He turned his chair to look at her, his mouth open in disbelief.  Janice was still sitting on the couch, her legs crossed, with her cell phone in her hands and a sly smile on her face.

“Hello, Hank!” she said, the smile turning into a grin. 

“You?” Hank said in utter disbelief.  “You’re the one who’s been sending me the e-mails for the past week?  You’re Daisy?” he asked, his heart pounding in his chest.

“Yes, Daddy, I’m Daisy,” she said, getting up from the couch and walking slowly over to him, her big breasts swaying slightly inside her halter as she walked.  “I’m the one who wants to do all those naughty, dirty things to you,” she said, stopping when she was less than an arm’s length away from him as he sat in his chair.  “I’m the one who wants to suck your cock.  I’m the one who wants to slide her tight teen pussy down onto your cock and make you cum inside her, filling her up with your hot cum,” she said, quoting the e-mails she’d sent.  She leaned over, her big breasts hanging down in front of her inside her halter as she put her hands on the arms of his chair, lowering her face down to his as he sat back in his chair.  When she spoke her voice was a soft, sexy whisper.

“And I know you want it, too, so I think it’s time we made that happen,” she said, looking him in the eyes.

“But…but we can’t, we shouldn’t…” he stammered, saying things that he didn’t mean but knew that he had to say anyway.

“We can, and we are,” she replied, her voice still soft as she reached down to unzip his pants.  “And there’s nothing you can say or do that will stop it from happening, so I think you should just relax and enjoy it,” she said, pulling his zipper down.

Before he could reply or react she dropped to her knees in front of him, pulling his fly open and then reaching inside his shorts to grasp his rock-hard cock in her hand.  She pulled his cock out and grinned when she saw it, squeezing it hard in her hand and pumping it slowly. 

“You’ve got a great prick, Daddy!” she said, grinning up at him.  “Nice and hard, and thick, too!  I love it!” she said, scooping his balls out of his shorts with her other hand as she spoke.  “Now let’s see if you taste as good as you look!” she said, her eyes sparkling.  Then she dropped her head down and opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out and slowly licking the underside of his cock all the way from his balls up to the head, her eyes on his the entire time.  When she got to the head she did it again, just as slowly as at first, moaning this time.

“MMMMMMMM, you taste good, Daddy!” she said, grinning at him as she pumped his cock in her hand.  Then she opened her mouth and dropped it down onto the head of his cock, clamping her lips around the shaft behind the flared ridge, sucking hard as she ran her tongue over and around the head.  She pumped the base of his cock in her hand as she sucked on it and was almost immediately rewarded with a squirt of precum onto her tongue.  She swallowed it without hesitation, sliding her mouth from his cock and licking her lips as she looked up at him.

“Your precum tastes good too, Daddy!” she said, dropping her mouth back down onto his cock and bobbing her head up and down a couple of times before speaking again.

“And I bet your cum tastes just as good!  I can’t wait to find out!” she said, her eyes sparkling. She dropped her mouth back down onto his cock again, sliding it up and down his shaft as she pumped it in her hand.  She reached up with her other hand and gripped his balls, tugging and squeezing them as she worked on his cock.

Hank sat there in stunned amazement as he watched his daughter sucking his cock, her head bobbing up and down in his lap.  He knew he shouldn’t be letting her do it, but there was no way in hell he could stop her now – not after she’d gotten her mouth on him and showed him just how good she was at it.  And she was good, make no mistake about it – she was very good, and he was certain that if she put her mind to it she could have him blowing his load into her mouth in no time.  As if she had read his mind she slipped her mouth from his cock and looked up and him, smiling as she spoke.

“I could make you cum like this, but I’ll save that for later,” she said, pumping his cock in her hand as she gave the underside of the head a quick lick before continuing.  “As much as I want to taste and swallow your cum, right now I want this hard dick inside my pussy, and when you cum I want you to cum inside me,” she said, standing up on her knees and leaning forward, resting her big tits on his cock and her forearms on his thighs near his hips as she spoke again.

“Are you ready for me to slide my tight, wet, teen pussy down onto your hard cock, Daddy?” she asked, again quoting one of her messages to him.  “Are you ready for me to cover your cock with my pussy juices?” she asked, her voice low and sexy, the lust in her eyes plain to see.

“Yes, I am,” Hank replied, looking back at her.  “Part of me hates to say it, but yes, I am!” he said.

“Good!” she said, standing up in front of him with a big smile on her face.  She looked him in the eyes as she untied the knot in the front of her halter top, pulling the sides apart and revealing her big, torpedo-shaped breasts to him.  She had the most beautiful breasts Hank had ever seen; they were big and full, longer than they were round, capped by two pale areolas with a hard pink nipple in the center of each.  As he ogled her big tits he couldn’t help but image what they would feel like wrapped around his cock, and he had a feeling that he’d find out sooner or later.

Janice tossed the halter top onto his desk and then immediately unfastened the button at the top of her jeans, pulling down the short zipper and then sliding the jeans down over her hips to let them drop on the floor at her feet.  Hank was pleasantly surprised to see that she wasn’t wearing any panties, and that her pubic mound and pussy was shaven smooth.  She stepped out of her jeans and kicked them aside, standing in front of him and letting him see her naked for the first time since she was a baby.

Standing before him totally naked now, Hank thought that she was even sexier and more beautiful than he’d imagined as he looked her over from top to bottom.  As much as he hated to admit it, he wanted her – badly.  Very badly, and he was excited to know that he was about to get what he wanted.

“Come with me, Daddy,” she said, looking him in the eyes as she extended her hand out to him, her voice dripping with sex.  He took her hand and stood up, then followed her as she led him out of his den.  He thought she was going to take him over to the couch, but Janice had other ideas.  She led him down the short hallway to her bedroom, leading him over to the bed where she stopped, turning to face him.

“Let’s get you out of those clothes,” she said, a big smile on her face.  “You do the shirt and I’ll take care of your pants, okay, Daddy?” she asked.  Without waiting for a reply she squatted down in front of him, unfastening his pants and then pulling them and his shorts down over his hips, letting them drop to the floor around his feet.  She looked at his hard cock standing up proudly in front of him, resisting the urge to suck it back into her mouth and make him cum down her throat.  He was busy unbuttoning his shirt while she was working on his pants, and he slipped his shirt off just about the same time as she let his pants fall to the floor.  He stepped out of his shoes and his pants, dropping his shirt on top of them as he did.  Janice tapped him on the ankle and he lifted his foot so she could take his sock off, repeating it for his other foot.  When he was completely naked she stood up in front of him, grasping his throbbing cock in her hand as she spoke.

“Lay down in the middle of the bed on your back, Daddy,” she said, pointing to the bed next to them.  She reluctantly let go of his cock to let him do this, consoling herself with the thought that the next thing to be wrapped around it was going to be her tight, wet pussy.  Hank did as she asked, getting on the bed and lying on his back in the middle of it, and Janice wasted no time in climbing onto the bed with him and positioning herself on top of him, straddling his hips with her pussy right above his cock.  Hank watched her full breasts swaying with her movements, and he couldn’t wait for the chance to get his hands and lips on them.  Janice reached down and grasped his hard cock in her hand, pointing it straight up at her waiting pussy as she braced herself with her other hand on his chest.

“I’ve dreamed so many times about doing this, and I can’t believe that it’s finally about to happen!” she said, rubbing the head of his cock up and down her slit between her swollen outer lips, spreading her slippery juices over the head of his cock.  Then she placed the head at the opening to her pussy and sat down, slowly pushing her wet pussy down onto the head of his cock.  She moaned as she felt her pussy being stretched out as the head of his cock slowly slipped inside her.

“Ohhhhhhhh, that feels so good, Daddy!” she moaned, looking down at him and smiling as she slowly lowered her pussy down onto his throbbing cock.  When she had the head inside she let go of it with her hand, putting her hand on his chest with the other one for support.  She bit her lip and moaned as she slowly pushed her wet pussy down onto his cock, and the sensations of his cock slowly being swallowed up by her tight, wet pussy were like nothing Hank had ever experienced before.  He watched as she slowly engulfed more and more of his cock, and when she had about half of it inside her he looked up at her face to see that she was watching him intently, a sly half-smile on her face.

“You like that, Daddy?” she asked in a breathless whisper.  “You like watching my pussy slowly swallowing up your hard dick?” she asked, her eyes locked on his as she spoke.

“I can’t believe this is happening,” Hank said, looking up at her as she continued pushing her pussy down onto his cock.

“Believe it, Daddy, because it is,” she replied, grinning down at him.  “And after I get your cock all the way into my pussy, I’m going to ride it until you cum inside me,” she said, pushing down harder.  She lifted her hips up a little before pushing down again, doing this several times to get more and more of his cock inside her.  She was tight, incredibly tight, not to mention very wet as well, and Hank had never felt a pussy as tight as hers.  Again, as if reading his mind, Janice spoke up and said what he was thinking.

“You like that tight teen pussy wrapped around your cock, Daddy?” she asked, her voice low and a smile on her face.  “How does it feel to have your teenaged daughter’s pussy sliding down on your big, hard Daddy dick?” she asked, almost all of his cock inside her pussy now.

“It feels wonderful!” he admitted, as much as he hated to say it.  “I’ve never felt anything like this before,” he said, looking down at his cock for a moment and then up at her again.

“And it’s not going to be the only time you feel this tight pussy wrapped around your dick either, Daddy,” she said, smiling down at him.  She pushed down again in one final thrust, finally taking the last of his cock inside her tight, wet tunnel.  She moaned as she sat on his hips, his cock completely inside her now, and both of them could feel the globes of her ass pressing against his balls as she sat on his cock.

“MMMMMMMM, that feels good, Daddy!” Janice said, sitting up straight and sliding her hands up her body to her tits, cupping them in her hands and then lifting them up, squeezing them firmly as she looked down at him. 

“Gotcha!” she said playfully, smiling as she tugged on her nipples.  She ground her ass down on his cock, rotating her hips slowly as she looked him in the eyes, squeezing her tits and tugging on her nipples the whole time.  Then she leaned forward, bracing herself with her hands on either side of his head, her big tits dangling down in front of her.  She looked him in the eyes as she spoke, her voice soft and dripping with desire.

“Now I’m going to ride the cum out of you, Daddy,” she said as she began riding his cock slowly, lifting herself up to slide her wet pussy up his shaft before sitting down again, sliding it back down on his shaft.  She kept her eyes locked on his as she rode his cock slowly, a sly smile on her face.

“Grab my tits, Daddy,” she said as they swayed gently under her while she rode his cock.  “Grab them and squeeze them, and don’t be shy about it – squeeze those big tits hard!” she urged, one side of her mouth turning up in a smile.

Hank did what she asked, reaching up and taking her big tits in his hands.  He was a little surprised at how firm and heavy they were, and how incredibly good they felt in his hands.  He closed his fingers around them and gripped them hard just as she’d asked, and Janice closed her eyes and moaned softly in response.

“Mmmmmmm, that feels good, Daddy!” she said, opening her eyes and looking down at him.  “I love having my boobs squeezed like that.  Squeeze them harder, Daddy, squeeze them harder!” she urged, and Hank did as she asked.  He tightened his grip on her big, firm mounds, squeezing them harder and making Janice moan again as he did.

“Yessssss, Daddy, yesssss!” she moaned as she slowly rode his cock, closing her eyes and smiling as she slid her pussy up and down on his shaft.  The feeling of her wet, tight pussy encasing his hard cock was nothing short of heavenly, and knowing that it was his daughter’s pussy made it even more exciting and arousing in a way that he couldn’t define.  All he knew was that it felt absolutely fantastic, and he hoped that she was going to be true to her word – that this wouldn’t be the only time she did this to him.

This, and more – much, much more, he hoped.

Janice continued riding his cock slowly, sliding her tight, wet pussy up and down on his hard shaft slowly and deliberately as he squeezed and massaged her big tits in his hands.  She kept her eyes on his as she did, enjoying what she was doing to him.  She watched him for several minutes as she slowly rode his cock, then leaned forward and brought her big tits up to his mouth.  He moved his hands out of the way as she slid a hand under his head and lifted it up, bringing it up to one of her breasts and pressing his face into it.  He opened his mouth and clamped his lips onto her hard nipple, sucking it into his mouth and making her moan with pleasure.  She closed her eyes and smiled as he sucked on her nipple, pushing her pussy down onto his cock and grinding on it to drive it deeper.  Then she resumed riding him in long, slow, deliberate strokes while Hank switched to her other breast and repeated what he had just done.

“Oh, my God, yes, Daddy, yes!” she said softly, her eyes closed with a smile on her face.  “That feels so good!” she said, pressing his face into her big breast more firmly.  She loved what he was doing to her and how good it felt, but she wanted to feel his cock pumping inside her so she knew what she had to do next.

“I think it’s time I made you cum now, Daddy,” she said, sitting up and pulling her breasts away from his mouth, her eyes hooded as she looked down at him while riding his cock.  “I want to feel that hard cock of your pumping inside me and filling me up with your hot cum, so I think it’s time I made you cum,” she said, putting her hands on his chest for support.  He brought his hands back up to her tits and began squeezing them again, and she smiled as he did.

“That’s it, Daddy, squeeze my tits while I make you cum!” she said, increasing the pace just a little.  “You squeeze my tits, and I’ll squeeze your cock!” she said, a wry smile on her face as she clamped down on his cock with her inner muscles, squeezing it hard and making him jump.

“Damn!” he gasped in surprise, making Janice laugh in delight.

“I saved the best for last, Daddy,” she said, squeezing his cock hard with her inner muscles as she rode him, slowly and deliberately.  “I’m going to milk the cum out of you, and this is how I’m doing to do it!” she said, gripping and releasing his cock over and over again as she rode him. 

“If you want to make me cum, that’s the way to do it!” he said, looking up at her.

“I want to make you cum, Daddy, I want to make you cum hard!” she replied, grinning from ear to ear.  “So cum for me, Daddy, cum inside my tight little pussy and fill me up with your cum!” she said, urging him on and squeezing his cock harder with her talented pussy.

Hank wanted to hold out, to make this last as long as possible, but after a few moments of the delicious torture his daughter was performing on him, he knew that holding out any longer was impossible.  She rode him slowly but steadily, squeezing his cock over and over with her pussy as he squeezed her tits in his hands, her eyes locked on his the entire time, and it wasn’t long before he felt his orgasm beginning to build in his balls.  It built quickly, only taking a few moments to build until he was right on the edge, and Janice could see it in his face.

“That’s it, Daddy, that’s it!” she gasped, grinning as she rode him just a little harder, squeezing his cock harder than ever with her pussy, “give it to me!  Give me that cum!  Cum for me, Daddy, cum for me, fill me up with your cum!” she urged, squeezing him harder than ever.

That took him over the edge.  Hank groaned loudly as his orgasm hit hard, his body stiffening and his hips thrusting upwards as his cock exploded inside Janice’s gripping, squeezing pussy.  He squeezed her tits harder than ever in his hands, pulling down on them as he drove his hips upward to shove his cock as deep into her as he could.  Janice cried out as he did this but kept on riding him and squeezing him with her pussy, milking the cum from him just as she said she would. 

Hank’s whole world had shrunk down to his daughter’s tight pussy clamped firmly around his cock as it pumped and throbbed inside her, his balls emptying themselves into her waiting pussy.  His cock pumped again and again, pulsing and throbbing inside her to the point that Hank thought he’d never stop cumming.  He opened his eyes and looked up to see a look of pure delight on his daughter’s face, her eyes closed and a big grin on her face as she milked the cum from him.

After several of the most intense and enjoyable moments of his life, Hank’s orgasm finally began to fade, the pumping and throbbing of his cock slowing and then stopping.  Janice rode him slower now, sliding her cum-filled pussy slowly up and down on his shaft, squeezing him hard with her talented inner muscles to get every last drop of cum out of him.  When she was sure she had it all she sat down on his cock and stayed there, holding his cock inside her as she gave it one last, long, hard squeeze.  She felt his body relax beneath her and saw his chest rising and falling quickly as he tried to catch his breath.  He released her tits from his hands and let them fall to the bed, closing his eyes and trying to compose himself after experiencing the most intense orgasm of his entire life.  She looked down at him and smiled, staying there for several moments, not speaking until he opened his eyes and looked up at her.

“Wow, Daddy, you came hard!” she said, grinning down at him. 

“Thanks to you, yes,” he replied, gasping for breath.  “That was incredible!  I’ve never felt anything like that before!  Where did you learn to do that, to squeeze like that?” he asked, genuinely curious.

“Believe it or not, I read about it online,” she replied.  “Did you like it, Daddy?” she asked, already knowing the answer.

“Absolutely!  It was the most intense thing I’ve ever felt, that’s for sure!” he said, smiling up at her. 

“And it’s not going to be the last time you feel it, either, Daddy,” she said, grinning down at him.  “As soon as you’re ready I’m going to milk your cock like that again – or maybe I’ll make you cum in my mouth next time so I can taste and swallow your cum like I want to,” she mused.  “In any event, you’re going to feel it again, that’s for sure!” she said, grinning.

“But what about you, baby?  You didn’t cum, did you?” he asked. 

“I don’t need to cum every time I fuck to enjoy it, Daddy,” she said, surprising him.  “Sometimes all I need is to feel you cum, and this was one of those times,” she explained.

“Are you sure, baby?” he asked, concerned.

“Yes, Daddy, I’m sure,” she replied, nodding her head.  “But if it’ll make you feel better, I’ll let you make me cum next time, okay, Daddy?” she asked.

“Deal,” he replied, smiling at her.   “And when will that be?  Any idea?” he asked, coming to terms with the fact that his daughter was now his lover and that it was going to be that way for some time.

“That’s up to you, Daddy,” she replied.  “How long before you can get hard again?” she asked.

“About an hour, hour and a half, I guess,” he replied.

“Then I’ll see you in an hour and a half!” she said, still smiling.  “Right now I’m going to go get cleaned up.  You pumped about a gallon of cum into me and it’s ready to come out, so I need to go take care of it before I make a mess all over my mattress!” she said, climbing up from on top of him and letting his now-soft cock slip out of her.  She clamped her pussy closed when she got up, trapping his cum inside her and keeping it there as she trotted across the room to her bathroom.  She closed the door behind her, and a moment later Hank heard water running.

“Guess I should go do the same thing,” he said to himself, getting up from her bed and picking up his clothes from the floor.  Then he headed to his own bathroom, still in awe of what had just happened, and looking forward to when it was going to happen again.

In about an hour and a half.

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