"I'm glad you invited Uncle Brian over tomorrow," Alice said, looking up at her father from between his legs. "It's so much fun when he visits."
She took one of Daddy's balls in her mouth to warm it up, tickling the head of his cock with her fingertips to make his hard-on even stiffer. Stretching her jaw as wide as she could, she swallowed his other big nut as well.
The slender, red-haired girl was a few weeks shy of her nineteenth birthday. She and Daddy had been fucking for...wow, was it six months already? It had taken weeks of trying, to get his whole ball sack in her mouth for the first time. Daddy's balls were so huge, just like his cock. However, he'd coached her patiently. She was good at it, now.
"Of course it's fun," Trent said. "It's more cock for you, right?" He smiled at the shiver of excitement that ran through his daughter's body at the prospect of having two men to herself for an afternoon. Clad only in an unbuttoned white dress shirt, he sipped at his scotch and water and leaned back in his leather recliner. Half an hour earlier, he had stepped through the front door of their home to find Alice waiting in a see-through white peignoir that belonged to her usually absent mother. Shedding his dark blue attorney's suit and tie, he'd let his daughter lead him into the den for a relaxing drink and a blowjob before supper.
Alice liked to dress up in her mother's lingerie. Margo brought these things home from assignments, togs she wore on camera that the clients gifted to the models after a shoot. Sexy stuff that she shoved into drawers, never to be worn again. She sure as Hell would never model any of it for Trent.
It wasn't as if the older guys at the firm hadn't warned him when, as a young entertainment lawyer, he'd proposed to the glamorous fashion model whose contracts he negotiated. Gals like Margo were high-strung thoroughbreds, they'd said: sleek, long-legged beauties great to show but damn near impossible to take care of. Or to ride.
Their passionless union had paid Trent one great dividend, and that was their daughter Alice. Since the morning he'd popped the sweet thing's cherry in the backyard Jacuzzi she'd become the perfect cockslut, hot-blooded and always willing. Always. She naturally climaxed easily and frequently, and so her appetite for fucking grew more ravenous with every depraved new game they played together. With daily practice and guidance, she became ever more adept at stimulating her father's libido.
"Just lick on the shaft for a while," Trent instructed her, stroking the straight, silky copper hair that spilled over her narrow shoulders and fanned out over her back. "Then we'll get you on your back where you belong."
Alice started at the base of Trent's prick and slid the flat of her tongue gently up the underside until she reached his dark, plum-sized glans. Her luminous blue eyes widened and crossed comically as she spied a big, crystal-clear drop of pre-cum seeping from his cock-slit.
"Mine," she whispered, flicking her pink tongue tip out to capture and swallow the gooey treat. She sprang lightly to her feet and leaned across Trent's lap, small hands braced on his strong thighs.
"Come on, Daddy, come to bed and gimme the rest."
On the oversized custom bed up in the master bedroom, Alice squirmed on satin sheets and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly as the smooth warm dome of her father's cock probed between her pussy lips. Daddy's cock was like steel wrapped in a satin glove, hard and soft at the same time, and there was nothing more wonderful in the whole world.
She had a collection of toys, dildos and vibrators and eggs and other things that he'd bought for her to entertain herself when he was at work or was too busy to fuck her. He encouraged her to explore her body and find all the ways that she could feel good. Even when he was with her, sometimes he liked to watch her and give her advice about how to get herself off. Daddy was generous and thoughtful that way. But she'd much rather have him inside her than some silly plastic fake dick.
He eased the head and a few inches of his prick into her little slit. Waves of heat rolled through her from her pussy, up her belly, making her titties stiff and her cheeks hot, and down through her thighs to her toes. He cupped her heels in his big hands, lifting and holding her legs apart, pushing into her with agonizing slowness. She wriggled and churned her butt to try to get more of his cock. She ached for it.
When Alice was naked with Daddy and fucking, the rest of the world went away. The more they did it, the more orgasms he gave her, and the less she cared about anything but fucking.
With a little less than half of his cock in her, he started pulling back out. She panicked and kicked her legs free of his hands, locking her ankles behind his back to pull him toward her again.
"Stop teasing!" she whined. "I want the whole thing. I'm ready, you know I'm ready I need it!"
"Sure you do, honey." Her father bent over her high, round tits and kissed one of her erect nipples, then the other. "Why you always in such a rush?"
"Puh-
lease..."
Trent enjoyed prolonging this part of the process. Watching Alice heat up and go crazy with need while he slipped into her perfect wet hole at his own pace. Seeing her unspoiled, earnest craving for penetration. After so many months of this methodical treatment, his daughter virtually lived for his cock.
That was just as he wanted it.
Unhooking her slim legs from around him, he pressed her hips flat to the mattress and massaged her inner thighs, beginning above her knees and working upward toward her cunt and the polished pearl of her engorged clit poking out from its hood. He felt her muscles tense in anticipation as his thumbs brushed over the soft hollows on either side of her shaven mound.
"T-touch it, Daddy."
"Like this?" Trent kissed his daughter's clit.
"Awwh!" Alice arched her back reflexively. Her look of utter surprise, when she climaxed unexpectedly, was precious. Before her delightful tremors faded, Trent slid his whole cock into her for the first time that evening. She let out a wail of pleasure when his balls slapped against her ass.
Trent recognized the dazzled look in his daughter's eyes as he worked his prick in and out of her clinging fuck-hole. It was a state of mind that she called her "fuck place," and whenever she zoned out there was an opportune time to make plans with her. Cumming made her agreeable to whatever perverse scheme he came up with. It was at such a time that he had introduced her to ass-fucking. She was such a horny little slut that she often came up with fun ideas of her own, as well.
"It's good that you like fucking your uncle so much," he began. "You're such a thoughtful young lady. Brian's got a situation at home, you know?"
"I-I know," Alice stammered, struggling to concentrate on his words. "Katelyn complains about her mother all the fuckin' time. I could show you the texts. You and me are lucky, Daddy. At least Mom's gone most of the time." She regarded Trent thoughtfully, biting her lower lip. "I sure wish we could help Uncle Brian out more."
"Giving him a shot at your cute little cunt now and then is an awful lot of comfort, I'd say."
"But I love it!" Alice insisted. "He has such a nice cock, and it's almost as big as yours."
Trent withdrew until only the tip of his prick was nestled between her pussy lips and paused there.
"A-almost," she repeated.
He pushed into her again, fucking her with short strokes, going a little deeper with every thrust, edging her closer and closer to orgasm without quite triggering another climax. She rolled her slim hips against the mattress, urging him on.
"It's just a shame he doesn't have someone like you," Trent said. "Someone of his own."
Alice stopped moving. A mischievous smile played on her lips.
"What, honey?"
"I was thinkin'...Katelyn's eighteen, now."
