Bbw Daughter Ch 05

After our sex romp, we both decide we are hungry, but neither one of wants to cook. Kay throws on a bra and ties her hair back as I take a quick shower to get the road off of me. I throw on simple shorts and a golf shirt, and Kay puts on a pair of jean shorts that accentuate her curves perfectly, and a jersey style T-shirt of the local university. We head over to a local tavern that is somewhat crowded due to the state university game being on.

We wait for a few minutes before a table opens in the bar area, and we grab it and sit down. It is a high top table, and I watch as Kay climbs up and see her breasts and belly sway as she wiggles herself into the chair. I scoot my chair next to hers, and put my had on her soft thigh, just where her shorts end and her skin begins.

We order a couple of beers, and some wings, and watch the game, smiling, talking, giggling at times, having a wonderful time just being together. At halftime, a gentleman about 5-10 years younger than I walks over and stops at our table. He is carrying a bag of takeout, and places it on our table.

"Hey Kay!"

"Oh, Hi Steve!"

To me, Kay says : "Steve is my neighbor! He lives right across the street!"

I nod in recognition and smile nicely.

"By the way, Kay, don't forget we have that BBQ tomorrow, you and your, uh, 'friend' (he did the airquotes), should come over. Anytime after 2PM."

Kay giggles. "This isn't my 'friend' (she does the airquotes), this is my Dad!"

Steve does a short double take before stretching out his hand. "Nice to meet you! Your daughter is a great neighbor, and she does a great job with the kids. It's been a pleasure since she moved in."

"Thanks, nice to meet you, too, Steve. I think she's pretty special as well."

Steve grins, "I bet you do!" then to Kay, "See you tomorrow?"

Kay smiles back, "You bet. We'll be there!"

"Sounds like you've made a good impression in the neighborhood," I tell Kay.

"Oh yes, his kids and mine play all the time. His wife is a great cook, and sometimes she'll just bring over a casserole or something for dinner out of the blue. Working and taking care of the kids sometimes gets me overwhelmed."

I reach over and rub her shoulder and arm. "Kay, you are a great mom, and a great daughter, and a great, well, you're amazing, through and through. I am so proud of you."

She melts a bit, and tears up just a little bit. "I love you Daddy" is all can she get out.

"I love you too, dear. Now finish you're beer, let's go home, and I'll show you how much I love you," I say with a wink and a smile.

She flushes a bit, and smiles back, "I'd like that!"

We get the check and I rub her upper thigh while we wait for the waitress to bring back the credit card slip. Kay opens her legs slightly right as the waitress returns. I sigh, and sign the bill, adding a 20% tip and we head back to the car, my hands on her ass like a teenager hoping to get their first piece.

I cannot drive home fast enough, and I'm right behind her all the way up the front stairs, watching that large ass sway back and forth, straining the material holding in its curvaceous bulk. She opens the door and we walk in, closing the door behind us, and I cannot wait any longer. I wrap my arms around her as best I can, and pull her tight back against me, feeling her large rump press into my rising cock in such a pleasant way, as all that bulk gives way to my pressure, and I revel in its softness.

My lips descend to her neck and I kiss her all along her neckline and around to the side, nibbling on her ear for good measure. I walk her to her bedroom, whispering to her between kisses how sexy she is, and how amazing she feels. We get to her bed, and she turns finally, our lips lock, and her tongue makes a beeline for the back of my throat as she throws her arms around me and pulls me down with her as she sits on the bed.

Laying on top of her, having my weight press into her pillowy flesh, makes me hornier and hornier as we ply our tongues into each other's mouths, rolling them in a tornado of lust and ecstasy so that my breath is tight from the excitement of this physical moment with my daughter. It is all I can do not to just pull down our pants and slide my cock into her immediately, but I want to enjoy this, and push aside the biological need to release my sperm now, for the emotional and mental wants of pleasing this gorgeous creature under me to the fullest extent possible.

I remove my shirt over my head, and help Kay out of hers, as I kiss her neck and shoulders, slowly working my way towards her cleavage as I knead her breasts with my hands. My lips push her bra strap off her left shoulder and I descend down to her left breast, exposing her stiffened nipples from with her brassiere, and drop my warm mouth onto that protruding nub. I feel Kay tense up and pull me tighter as she gasps in pleasure at this initial contact. After a few minutes of enjoying the left nipple, I move over slowly, kissing my way between her breasts, licking her inner boobs and breastbone as I approach her right nipple. The bra is a bit tighter on this side, so I reach under Kay to unclasp her bra, and she arches her back to make it easier for me to reach, but also giving me one of the truly amazing sights - a female stretching in a way to accentuate their breasts.

I remove the offending article of clothing that was covering those massively plump melons, and go to work kneading and kissing her nipples, taking my turn on each, using my mouth on one, and my hand on the other, then switching back and forth as I build up her excitement. I can feel her squirming under me, and I leave my hands on her luscious breasts while I slowly kiss my way down over her protruding belly to her jean shorts, finally leaving her breasts in order to unbuckle and unzip them. As I unzip them, the material holding in her excess skin releases it, so that it basically opens itself, her soft and hairy pubis on display, as she was not wearing anything under those shorts. I can smell her arousal, and I start to tug on those shorts to get down to the source of that arousal.

Kay lifts her legs straight up, and I remove the shorts, allowing her copious cheeks spill out into view, and her puffy slit that covers her pussy lips beneath looks so inviting as I slide those shorts over her feet, leaving her completely naked in front of me. I hold her legs in that position as I drop my face directly to her wet slit, my tongue cleaving a path to the moist center underneath those folds, parting them to reach the sweet but pungent nectar below. My hands drop down to open her mound up, exposing the pretty pinkness under all that soft yielding tissue, and my tongue slides over her clit, past her outer lips and into her silky smooth canal as deep as I could insert it. The scent of our sex earlier still resides in her, and I bury my tongue deeper and fuck her with my mouth, taking in all the juices I can and savoring their texture and flavor. I move up and suckle on her clit, flicking it with my tongue, and then back down to her dripping hole. I alternate up and down, and every once in a while slip down to tongue her nether hole, wondering if, and secretly hoping, I might get a taste of my earlier ejaculation deep inside her.

Kay begins to hump my face as I am pressed against her sex, and I focus on her clit as she begins to shake and shiver. I feel her wetness increase on my chin and I quickly drop down, flatten my tongue and slurp up as much of her juices as I can and immediately returning to her pulsing nub. Kay moans out "I'm cummmmmming Daddy!" as she bucks against my mouth and a gush of fluid covers my chin. I continue sucking ay her clit as she cums again and I cannot seem to get enough of providing her oral pleasure.

Finally, Kay stops me, and pulls me up to her, kissing her own juices off my face and reaches down to remove my pants and grasp my raging cock. I slide up to enter her dripping pussy, but she pulls me up and has me straddle her chest as she places her mouth on my thickened shaft. I reach back and grasp her large tits behind me, and I fondle them while she continues orally pleasing my rod. I get an idea in my head, and I pull out o her mouth to her frown, and I lift up to place her breasts in front of me, and close them on my cock. The heft of her breasts feel amazing, and the size and heaviness of them contrast to how soft and pliant they are around my hard dick. I start sliding my cock back and forth between those monsters, and I see her smile as my cock appears from between her mounds and slides towards her mouth. She takes my cock in at the end of each stroke, and I realize I will not last long as I watch her watching intently as the cock pulls away, and then reappears and she opens wide to take my cockhead into her waiting mouth.

I push forward and a jet of cum flies out of my tip before she can envelop the head into her willing mouth, and it lands on her chin. Jet after jet goes into her mouth, and she takes all my cum and swallows it. I am spent, but I pull my softening cock out from between her lips and replace it with my own lips as I taste my seed on her lips, chin and tongue. I roll off her body and we stay like this, side by side, faces locked together, naked body against naked body, until we both fall asleep, spent and sated.

We wake up the next day, naked and holding each other and I am in such a joyous and happy place, both physically and emotionally. I stare down at her rotund and angelic face, not a line to be seen, just her serene and peaceful countenance and I cannot help myself as my cock engorges at the sight of her, and I kiss her until she awakens a bit and I roll on top of her and begin a slow, loving fuck, staring at her, eyes locked on eyes, intertwined with soft sensuous kisses until I ejaculate deep inside her as we cum together, our entire bodies as one.

We smile at each other as I stare down at her radiant face, fresh and flush from love and orgasm, and push a lock of hair behind her ear.

"You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, from the day you were born," I tell her. "You are such an angel."

Kay rolls her eyes, "Whatever."

"I mean it, you know."

I see her eyes start to well up again, as if being told how wonderful she is is a rare and strange phenomenon. I kiss her deeply to stop her from tearing up too much and ruining the moment. How big of an asshole was her ex anyways? If he didn't physically abuse her, he certainly did a number on her emotionally. I hold her close for another 5 minutes before getting up and removing my spent cock from her finally.

"I'll shower first and make breakfast while you clean up and get ready," I tell her.

"Okay, Daddy. You're too nice to me."

"I have not yet even begun to spoil thee!" I joke. She giggles, which is a sight to behold, as her whole body moves and reacts to her laughter. I bend over and kiss her once more before I head into the bathroom to get ready for the day.

We eat breakfast, well, maybe "brunch" as it is already past 11AM, and after a bit of chitchat and just talking, she goes in to get ready and made up for the BBQ. I look around the house for any little thing that could be fixed with a screwdriver or hand tools, and after I tighten up some drawer handles and find an Allen wrench to tighten up a wobbly barstool, I just throw on a pair of shorts and a Hawaiian shirt, because I like the pretty colors, and they are comfortable as fuck.

Kay emerges from the bedroom just after 2, and I am flabbergasted. She has on a sleeveless top, very feminine and a light pastel color, and is wearing a just past the knees flowery skirt that nicely drapes her curves but isn't tight and slutty looking. Her face is done up in makeup, but not caked on or overdone, she definitely Goldilocks the look -- not too much, not too little, just right!

"Wow, you look amazing!" I tell her.

She smiles a bit, drops her head coyly, and grabs her skirt a bit and gives it a swish back and forth.

"It's OK?' she asks.

"It's perfect! Sexy and demure. I might have my hands full fighting off all the suitors!"

"Oh stop it. No one wants this fat old body."

"I do. I want it right now, in fact!" as I reach out towards her breasts for a faux squeeze.

"Stop it!" she laughs, breaking whatever shyness she had felt earlier. "Let's get over there. I want one of Jamie's famous strawberry margaritas and Steve really knows how to use his BBQ."

"Ok, sounds good," I say. "I could use a margarita!" I say as I escort her out the front door, taking the opportunity to sneak a look at her backside, and I surreptiously give her hefty cheek a nice squeeze.

"Stop that! You can't do that over there!" she scolds me.

"I know, that's why I had to do it now, dearie."

"Oh, okay, well, then, one last one!" she teases, and sticks her bountiful rear end towards me. I grab both cheeks and give them a nice feel. I feel a bit of a stirring down below, but she walks away, and I follow her buttocks sway with my eyes and she goes down the stairs.

"Let's go, creep-o!" she laughs.

We head over to Steve and Jamie's and are greeted warmly by Steve and he introduces me to his wife. Jamie is in her late 30s, early 40s, light brown hair cut a bit too short, and has a giant smile plastered on her face all the time, it seems. She is very bubbly, and is very touchy-feely, but in a good way. She is shorter than Kay by an inch, and is what I would describe as 'pleasantly plump.' She has very large breasts, curvy arms, and a nicely rounded ass. She is wearing a sun dress that doesn't try to hide anything, but also isn't an over tight shirt and stretched out yoga pants. Her belly is rounded, but not overly so. She is a cross between the overly sexual fertility idols of prehistoric times and a matronly mother figure. It's a nice combination of caring while still exuding a bit of sexuality. I am instantly smitten by her attitude, smile and lack of self-consciousness about not being a model type body. In other words, a good role model for Kay to get over her insecurities about her size.

"Welcome! Kay has told us a lot about you! Come in, can I tempt you with a margarita? Strawberry is my specialty!"

"Tempt away," I answer with a smile, as she grabs my arm and drags me into the backyard away from Kay, who stands talking to Steve.

It takes a good 15 minutes to get over to the margarita machine she has set up on the back porch, as she introduced me to a half dozen people, some from the neighborhood, others from her or Steve's work, and a few from the school where the kids all attend.

"This is amazing!" I tell Jamie as I sip her drink. "This is way better than a restaurant one!"

"Well, of COURSE it is, silly!" she laughs as she grabs my arm with both hands and gives it a playful hug. "You'll HAVE to come by more often."

"Let me get Kay one of these, she said she wanted one."

"Oh, Steve already got her one" she points across the yard where Kay is standing, looking radiant in her top and skirt, golden hair flowing down her back. "She looks great, doesn't she?"

"She's gorgeous," I answer Jamie.

"You are one lucky daddy," she responds, grabbing my arm and smiling up at me. "Well, run over to her before someone snatches her up! Please, mingle and say Hi to everyone, we really try to make everyone feel included here. I need to go check on Mrs. Simpson, poor woman is going through a hard time, and needs some introductions!"

"Ok, thanks Jamie, talk to you later. Nice to meet you!"

Jamie waves and walks away purposefully, and I watch her go, impressed with her demeanor and attitude. Not to mention she swayed nicely as she walked.

I head over to Kay and smile at her, and am tempted to put my arms around her, kiss her deeply, and just stare into her blue eyes, but instead I stand awkwardly next to her and sip one of the best margaritas I've ever had.

"Are all these people your neighI ask her, looking around at the 20 or so people gathered in Steve and Jamie's backyard.

"Some, yes. Others are from the soccer team or the school. See that guy over there in the yellow Hawaiian shirt?"

"The tall gangly guy?"

Kay giggles. "Yes, that's the one. That's Marc. He hooked up with Marjorie at the St. Patrick's church festival a few weekends ago."

"Wait, like AUNT Marjorie??" I exclaim a bit too loudly.

Kay grabs my arm and hugs it, "shhhh!" she admonishes me. "Pipe down! I think he heard you!" I love the feel of her holding on my arm, and I reach around her and pull her in closer to me, pressing her large breasts even more into my arm, and in my head, I think about how my cock had just been between them, sliding in between...

"Are you even listening to me?" Kay asks.

"What? Hmmm, of course, Aunt Marjorie..." I stutter.

Kay laughs. "That was 2 minutes ago. Where did you go?"

I blush a bit, "Better to not ask."

Kay laughs again, "OMG, what is wrong with you?!? Come on, Steve said the food is ready, and I need my stamina!"

We head over, grab a burger and a homemade jalapeno popper wrapped in bacon, which was delicious, and mingle a bit. Kay goes to the bathroom, and I see Steve by the grill and go over to chat and ask about those jalapeno things.

"Hey Steve!"

"Oh hey! I was wondering if we'd be able to talk! Kay is a great kid, we really like her being in the neighborhood."

"Thanks, yeah, she's an amazing girl, for sure."

Steve looks around and then says in a lower tone, "Well, not sure how to bring this up, but Jamie and I really like Kay and we kind of look out for her, bring her a casserole, have her over. She really is a great kid."

"Yeah, I have known her for her whole life!" I joke.

Steve smiles wanly, and continues, "Well, when I was coming home yesterday, I noticed the strange car in the driveway, and I came over to check on her and to remind her about the BBQ today, and well, the door was open." He pauses. I begin to understand what he must have seen and start feeling the flush of embarrassment and worry. "Anyway, I stayed longer than I should have at the door, I guess I was surprised. I don't know why I was surprised, she's gorgeous."

My mouth is so dry and I can feel my face burning. "When she introduced you as her father at the restaurant, needless to say I was a bit taken aback after what I had seen. That's not how fathers and daughters normally act together."

Steve stops, and looks at me intently. "It just sort of happened," I blurt out. And finally, admitting it, released the floodgates of confession. "We are both lonely and we love each other, and we were hugging and.."

Steve puts his hand on my shoulder, "Take a breath. It's OK. I can't say I blame you, she's got a great body. Jamie and I both think so. But often these things are abusive, and we wanted to make sure. Just so you, know she has friends who watch out for her."

Getting it out took a huge relief off my shoulders, and Steve's calm and non-judgmental behavior released all the tension and guilt I had been feeling.

"Steve, thanks, and I would never hurt her, intentionally or otherwise. You need to know that."

"I can see that. Anyways, Jamie said thanks."

"Thanks?" I query, not sure why thanks were in order.

Steve gets a shit eating grin on his face. "Well, when I came back from Kay's and watching you go down on her for what seemed like hours, I came back here, pulled down Jamie's panties and did the same. She came four times, and when we were done, I told her everything I had seen so she wouldn't think Kay and I were an item. "

"Well, glad I can be your wingman, Goose." I quip.

"Since I interrupted her cooking, I went to pick up takeout form the tavern, and that's when I ran into you and Kay. Let's say that we're both a little sore this morning. After hearing you were Kay's father, Jamie rode me right then and there."