Daddy And Daughter Get Fucked

'Your place or mine?'

I heard him, but I feigned that I didn't.

He moved in close, resting his hand on my thigh and whispered in my ear, 'Your place or mine?'

I didn't respond, I was in shock.

He whispered again.

'There are other places. We could go out to the parking lot. My car has a large second seat. Or, there are rooms we can rent here or just go to a hotel. I know one that I think you will really like.'

I didn't respond again. I was not expecting this, it was beyond my expectations for the night. But it was something I fantasized about. But I can't, I really can't.

He continued whispering.

'The parking is lot not my preference, too risky. It would be a last resort, for a sampler of sorts, just to show what I could do for you and what you can do for me.'

Oh god, this is too much. Too real. I need to run out of here. I am scared, yes, I am scared.

I whimpered like a puppy dog afraid of the thunder.

'Are you OK Liam?'

Was he talking to me? Oh, I gave him my last name.

'No, I am not. I shouldn't be here. It was a mistake.'

'Liam, was it something I said? Was I too forward? After a couple of hours of conversation and drinks, I thought we had hit it off. I thought you were interested in the next step, you know...'

'No it's not you. It's me.'

He removed his hand and leaned back in his chair, thinking, looking at me. I couldn't look him in the eye. I am scared and embarrassed.

The bartender came up to us.

'Ready for another round?'

'Liam?'

'Yes please.'

I need another drink like a I need a hole in the head. Why don't I just leave?

'Remember when you asked why there was a female bartender in this gay bar? I had an inkling this was the first time you were here. You would have known Crystal is a shemale. Remember, I told you she had the biggest dick in this place? You looked excited like you never have met a shemale before at least not Crystal.'

I was excited, a fucking shemale! A real fucking shemale, not one on my two dimensional iPad screen.

'Liam, here is what I think. I think you are straight. You came here to look but not touch. Something you could bring home and take your right or left hand to masturbate about what you could have had but didn't want more than that.'

I whimpered again. Can't stop it.

'Then I made it real. It is too much, you don't really want it. It's like going to a strip club, watch the girls, put some dollar bills in their g-strings, a lap dance and maybe even a private dance. Look but don't touch. Am I right Liam?'

I blurted out, 'Jackson, I am happily married. I have a gorgeous wife and four beautiful children all college graduates with huge career aspirations. I have a successful business valued at multi-millions. I have no idea why I am here.'

He took my hand gently. Warm and reassuring.

'I know why Liam.'

I gave him a look, communicating to tell me.

He picked up on it.

'My guess, you are in a sexless marriage. missing the passion both of you had when you sired four children. You have turned to porn, hiding your identity on any site you joined. You started looking at straight porn but became numb to its benefits. You tried shemale and stuck with it until it didn't turn you on - de-sensitized. You hesitated to try gay. You pretended to yourself to stumble across it, maybe at first a bi-sexual video. You moved on to pure gay. It re-kindled the excitement and you stuck with it, occasionally trying straight and shemale porn, sometimes working.'

''You might have tried sex with one of your daughters or maybe both. You thought about your sons, but you didn't try.

He paused.

'Yes?' he said.

How did he know? That's exactly what happened.

'Well... I... Ok, yes. Yes to everything.'

Except for Eliza, my daughter still arouses me.

'Then the same thing happened, de-sensitized. You decided to be bold and come to a gay bar. Maybe this isn't your first, but I think it is.'

I nodded yes.

'Let me tell the future that you had planned that I clearly disrupted. You would have come back to this bar, or another, checking out the attendees sitting on a bar stool, hoping no one would talk to you. You would go home and masturbate about how close you were.'

'Jackson, you are right.'

'You are not the only one with that history. Some decide to stay straight, others decided to enjoy sex with a male partner. It is your fate.'

'Many of my patients go through this. I wouldn't quite say it is normal, but you would be surprised how common it is.'

'Patients?'

'Yes, I am a practicing doctor in psychology, a successful practice.'

He said, 'So now what?'

'Is it possible we can be friends? Start out like that? I really enjoyed talking to you. We are so in sync on so many things. A no from you is OK, I understand.'

He thought for a moment.

'I have lots of friends.'

Sounds like a no.

'Would like to meet them? Some are here tonight'

I breathed a sigh of relief.

'Yes, I would love to do that.'

He took my hand and led me to a table towards the back. The friends were laughing and having a joyous time.

I guess gay friends hold hands. I liked it.

'Hey losers, meet Liam, my new friend. He is in the witness protection program so I don't think it is his real name.'

They all laughed. I had an urge to tell them my full name but I didn't. Maybe another time.

It was a round table, great for conversation. I sat next to Jackson, we held hands under the table. I squeezed his hand, letting him know I am OK with that.

Jim was on my right, introduced himself. He said he was a recovering junkie. A wild looking person, his hair uncombed with hairs spraying out like he just been electrocuted.

Next to him was Delilah. In a deep voice she introduced herself. She looked like a Delilah, long silky hair, black eyebrows and long eyelashes on top of her dark eyes. She was wearing a leather top with a plunging neckline, her ample breasts pushed up and almost out.

Seeing a female made me comfortable, feeding my straight side.

Jackson read my mind. He cupped his hand behind my ear and said, 'Shemale.'

Across from Jackson and I, Jerry and Jon. Jon made a point to spell his name for me. They were holding hands above the table, occasionally kissing, a couple. Marking their partner, hands off.

Crystal next to Jackson.

She is as good looking as Delilah except she was blonde with light complexion. Same large breasts, but concealed a little more.

But her eyes, oh my gosh, her eyes were crystal blue. I liked her at the bar, now even more at the table.

'Jackson, how do you manage to get all the good ones? I am jealous,' Crystal said.

I blushed. She likes me, a shemale likes me!

'Crystal, we are just friends.'

She said, 'Like we were? And I heard your place or mine? Were you planning on playing Monopoly or something?'

'If you want to get together with Liam, I am fine with that.'

She pulled out her phone. My phone buzzed, she was sharing her contact info.

'Liam, please share your contact info.'

This is exciting. I sent her my contact info without thinking.

'What? Is this right? Kir Liam, Chairman of the Board, CEO Umet?

'Yes, that's right.'

'So you go by your last name?'

'Yeah, weird huh?'

'What are you doing hanging out with a loser like Jackson?'

Jerry worked his phone, 'Kir Liam, founder, COB, CEO of Umet, an Amazon competitor. Married to former Miss America Britney Latrobe, four children, two girls, two boys. All born a year apart. All graduated Ivy colleges. Oldest girl in last year of Harvard Law. Her sister one year younger, accepted at Stanford Medical. The boys...'

Jackson said, 'That's enough. What's your point?'

Jackson was pissed.

'Why is a guy like Kir cruising gay bars like this one?'

'Jerry, do you remember the moment you thought you were gay?'

'I do.'

'Did you try to figure it out?'

'Yeah, I did.'

'That is what Kir is doing. It came later for him than most of us.'

Crystal said, 'Heck, I am not sure yet. I am still working on it. Speaking of working, my break is over.'

'Guys, listen, can we drop all this talk and just have some fun tonight? I would like to get to know everyone better. You seem like good people except for Jim,' I said.

They loved it, laughing out loud.

Jon said, 'Are you buying?'

'Absolutely.'

Throughout the evening, Jackson and I held hands, eventually moving above the table. Everyone noticed.

About midnight, everyone but us peeled off. They had to work in the morning. So did I, but I am the boss.

Crystal was still working the bar, but most of the patrons had left.

With everyone gone, I kissed Jackson.

I whispered, 'How do we get one of the rooms in the back?'

He smiled at me and we kissed. kissed for a long time. I was aroused. I needed him, but I didn't quite know what I would do with him. I am sure he could help me figure that out.

'Crystal controls that.'

'Oh shit.'

'How about she joins us?' Jackson asked.

'Wow! You good with that?' I asked.

'Anything for a friend.'

He took my hand and we walked to the bar.

He said, 'Hey babe, can we have a room?'

She gave me a dirty look.

Jackson said, 'The one with room for three.'

She looked around the bar, it was just the three of us.

'Who is your third?'

We both smiled at her.

'OK, let me get this place shut down. Take the key, just don't start without me.'

'We will wait,' I said.

I thought, two cocks and one nice set of tits. This is heaven, a new heaven.

It took her twenty minutes. Jackson and I making out at the bar like a couple of teenagers rubbing each other's cocks.

'All right guys.'

As we walked to the room I told them.

'I have never done this before.'

Crystal said, 'We have.'

***

I settled in my bed around 6 AM. What a night! So much fun. Real fun, not porn video fun. So many memories flashed through my lit up brain. The best one kept popping up.

I still can't believe I did it. Kneeling between Jackson and Crystal, a hand on each cock, stroking them then taking turns sucking on those big cocks. The best part when I pulled them head to head, wrapping my mouth over both heads at the same time. So fucking hot!

I asked them to take turns face fucking me. Jackson the first to go balls deep in my mouth. It took a while to get used to that without gagging.

Crystal a different story. She is so much bigger than Jackson.

Even with her pulling my head onto her cock as she tried to force me to deep throat her, I gagged. I tried. I will try again.

Damn! I am getting hard thinking about it. I nice little tent in the sheets the outward evidence.

Eliza broke my reverie.

'Dad, where have to been all night? I called and called, you never answered. Right to voice mail.'

'We had an emergency at work, took an all-nighter to figure it out. At sometime my battery went dead. Sorry honey.'

'You could have told me that. I was all ready for a night of sex and I get nothing. I guess work is more fun than sex with your horny daughter.'

She noticed my hard on. She sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed it.

'Well that's better. You're excited to see me.'

She pulled down the sheets. Off came her t-shirt, then her panties.

'Baby, I need to catch some sleep and go back to the office.

'Daddy, you taught me to never waste one of your erections - right?'

I nodded my agreement. The things I say always come back to haunt me.

Eliza spread my legs apart and moved between them. Placing her hands around the base, she stared at my erection.

Moving her mouth closer, she gripped my cock with one hand.

She looked me in the eye while she stroked it, stopping ever so often to drip her saliva on it. That went on for minutes. She moved her mouth closer to the head, but didn't touch it while she slowly stroked me in a sensual rhythm.

Imperceptibly she moved closer and closer to the head of my cock.

She guided the very tip of the head around her mouth making a circle close to those luscious lips.

Our eyes locked together when she opened her mouth and moved down closer to the head. This is it.

Once again she neglected to touch it.

She knew I yearned to feel her soft lips closed around my shaft, but she continued to deny me by moving back to the gentle stroking. Always keeping her mouth in striking distance of the head.

Eliza shifted up towards me, my cock next to her cheek while continuing to stroke me. Staring at me, looking for a reaction.

She changed from stroking to playing with the head. Her thumb pressing the sensitive underside of the head.

I was beyond arousal.

'Eliza, come on baby, please make Daddy cum.'

She kissed the underside of the head then dropped down to the base and licked up the entire length. At the head, she rolled her tongue around it.

Finally she lowered her mouth around the corona, closed her lips, flicked her tongue around the head.

Then she started the good stuff.

Tightly she held head and released it with a popping sound. Repeating that several times I started to anticipate the next pop.

Of course she stopped!

Eliza took my cock and rubbed it all over her face throwing me off guard for her next move.

When she put the head against her lips, she opened wide and plunged all the way down to my balls wiggling her head.

She backed off, stroked me a little, then back down again and again and again.

Fuck this is getting to be too much. She knows exactly what to do from a year of sex with me.

I've got to cum. I uncontrollably moaned, my breathing picked up. She knew the signs.

She did the rapid up and down with her mouth, with her hand trailing behind it.

'Eliza, Eliza, Eliza, do it take me over the edge. I've got to cum.'

A spurt leaked out, she moved back but continued to stroke my cock, a big smile on her face.

One spurt after the other launched up into the air, falling onto my chest.

When the spurts subsided, she was back on it, sucking out every last drop.

Eliza laid next to me, continuing to stroke me while we kissed.

She is so fucking good to me. Why do I need Jackson and Crystal when I have Eliza, my fuck buddy, my daughter?

I heard a commotion in the hallway. In walked Matilda.

'What the fuck? What are you two doing?'

She started screaming, 'Oh my god, oh my god you are fucking. Fucking!'

She ran out of the room.

'Damn, I should have closed the door,' Eliza said.

'Eliza, you didn't know we were going to do that.'

'Yeah, I know. Dad, what are we going to do?'

'Let's think. What did she really see?'

'Well, naked, we were naked. I was stroking you. We were kissing.'

'We need a good story, something plausible,' I said.

She was deep in thought.

'Why not tell her some of the truth? I asked you to teach me about sex. It was my idea to actually do the acts. We were practicing doing hand jobs.'

'OK, that makes sense. But who delivers the explanation to Tildy?' I asked.

'Dad, let me do it. I asked to learn about sex. She would buy it from me, probably not you.'

'Good luck.'

I cleaned up my cum in the bathroom. My cock looked a little red from last night and this morning's action.

Upon returning to my bed, I was shocked to see Eliza and Tildy lying on the bed naked.

'Dad, Tildy would like to learn about sex too.'

I asked, 'Are you sure?'

'Yes Dad, my boy friend wants to do it. I held him off because I don't know what to do to please him. Mom has been no help.'

Eliza said, 'Dad, lie between us.'

'So Dad, I will help show her what to do. Just lie there.'

This is weird. My oldest daughter is going to instruct my youngest daughter on how to give me a handjob, maybe more.

'Tildy, wrap your fingers around Daddy's penis. See how soft and pliable it feels?'

'Yes, but it doesn't look the same when you had your hand around it. It was bigger and looked hard, not soft like this.'

'Tildy, you are going to make it real hard.'

'How? I am not very good at it.'

'Have you ever given your boyfriend a handjob?'

'I guess you could call it that, but his penis isn't big and hard like you did for Daddy.'

'Tell me about it Tildy,' Eliza said.

'We went on a date. He dropped me off at our house. We made out for a while. He said he wanted more that night.'

'He unzipped his pants and pulled his penis out. Taking my hand, he placed it on his penis. It was very small compared to Daddy's'

At this point, she used two fingers to pull on my head stretching it out. She put her finger halfway up my limp dick.

'Maybe this far. When I held it, I closed my hand around it. It was totally covering it.'

She wrapped her fingers around at the base of the shaft.

'See how much of Daddy's hangs out,' Tildy said,

Eliza took the other half, resting the bottom of her hand on the top of Tildy's.

'All gone!' said Eliza.

'No, the head is peaking out,' Tildy disputed.

I had enough.

'Is that all you two are going to do?'

'Sorry Dad. Tildy what happened next?'

'I tried to stroke it, but nothing happened. He told me to take off my blouse and bra. I did, still nothing.'

'That's when he told me how useless I was. That I couldn't even give him a decent handjob. I agreed with him and started crying. He told me to get out the car. I started to put on my bra but he pushed me out of the car. I am glad it was dark. I dressed on our porch and went straight to my room and cried.'

'Ok, time to learn how to get Daddy's cock hard and how to make him cum.'

'Cum too?' Tildy said excitedly.

'Yep, Lay next to Daddy. Kiss Daddy while you take hold of his penis.'

'Kiss Daddy? Kiss my father?'

'Oh yeah, Daddy is a great kisser.'

'OK.'

She moved up next to me. I placed my hand on the side of her face, moved up and kissed her on the lips. I kept kissing her. She knew how to do that. I stuck my tongue out, she sucked on it. I was getting aroused in her hand.

'See Tildy, it's starting to grow. Keep kissing but begin stroking it,' Eliza said.

She did exactly that. We took turns sucking on each other's lips and tongues. The stroking was erratic, slowly then fast. Eliza noticed.

'Tildy, let me show you how to stroke Daddy.'

We stopped kissing.

Eliza drooled a lot of saliva on my semi-erection. She slowly spread it all along the length.

'Tildy, the saliva adds to the feeling Daddy experiences. Sorry I didn't tell you that at first. Spread it all along his penis, drool more when it feels dry.'

'Initially, slowly move up and down the length with your fingers. With your thumb, place it along the bottom of the shaft and make sure your thumb ends up on the underside of the head.'

'Ok.'

We went back to kissing. Eliza's instructions were working. I could feel my erection growing. Tildy noticed.

'Look Eliza! I am making Daddy's cock grow! Oh my god, that's amazing.'

'Tildy, give it a kiss.'

'Where?'

'The head, the end of it.'

She kissed it.

'Lick all around it.'

She did.

'Take the head and part of the shaft in your mouth.'

'Really, have you done that?'

'Yes, you will love it.'

She took it in her mouth, I could feel her soft lips just below the corona.

'Keep it in your mouth and restart the stroking.'

'Flick your tongue around the head Tildy,' Eliza said.

I closed my eyes and fantasized Crystal was sucking my cock again.

'Eliza, it's getting bigger!'

'Great, keep it up for a little while longer. Is the shaft getting dry?'

'Yes, I know what to do.'

She backed off of me a drooled a ton of saliva on the head, then spread it on the shaft.

'Move up and down on the shaft while you stroke. Your hand should follow up your hand.'

'Good, good, faster, faster Tildy.'

Shit, she was doing great. I dropped the fantasy. My youngest daughter is giving me a blowjob and I love it.

'Back off, lick the head.'