It was the morning of my eighteenth birthday. My mother was gone to the store and I was in the bathroom peeing when I heard my father calling from down the hall in his bedroom, "Britt! Are you up?"
I had been out late with my boyfriend Scott the night before so I was still pretty tired when I yawned, "Yes but I'm in the bathroom."
He yelled back, "When you get finished, I want you to come here. I want to show you something."
I wiped the urine droplets from my lips and pulled up my early gift onesie pajamas my dad had given me the day before. They were a fuzzy lime green with koala bears all over them, complete with the built-in feet for warmth. The traction on the bottom helped me not to slip as I walked down the wood floor hallway.
I stepped inside his doorway while asking, "What's up Daddy? What do you want to show me?" I had always called my father Daddy and it was just second nature to me.
While lying on his bed with the blanket up just below his bare hairy chest, he responded, "Happy birthday Pumpkin! I can't believe my baby is finally 18. You are a woman now but I miss my little girl. Just look at you with your blonde hair, your tight beautiful body and dating boys when it seems like only yesterday you were running around here always asking us for candy."
I laughed, "Thanks Daddy. I know, right? Time sure flies."
He stopped smiling as to get serious for a moment when he continued, "And as another woman of the house comes certain responsibilities. I know you have had intimate relations with some of your boyfriends but now in this house, I think you need to be able to have the best gift a father can give his daughter."
I looked at him with a confused crinkled brow when he took the edge of the blanket and quickly flapped it off his body, exposing a monster erection that he was pointing upward with his opposite hand.
I was startled and quickly raised my hand to shield my vision, "Oh my God! Daddy, what are you doing? Cover that back up."
He softly chuckled, "Put your hand down. Don't be shy. I know you have seen them and now it's time for you to see mine. Do you think it's big?"
I lowered my hand but looked at it out of the corner of my eye while responding, "Uh...yea I would say it's pretty big alright."
He proudly retorted, "It's a little under ten inches." He then squeezed it from the base, causing the large head to swell even bigger before adding, "And as thick as your little wrist. Have you ever had one this big?"
I will admit, the thing was huge! I had never seen my father naked and it was a shock for sure. He was 6'1, weighed 190 pounds and was in tremendous shape for a guy who had recently turned 40. He was also the hairiest man I had ever seen as his entire chest, stomach, legs and pubic region were covered in it.
With a truthful answer, I replied, "No way. Yours is the biggest I have ever seen in real life by far. But, don't you feel a little weird showing it to me since I'm your daughter?"
"Not at all, Pumpkin. I have waited such a long time for you to see and feel it. Your mom still loves for me to give her a good pounding but she hasn't sucked on it for years. Growing up, you always wanted candy, especially lollipops. Well, now is the time for you to enjoy this one and I will also make sure you feel very good with it," my dad offered.
I felt very strange but as I stared at that large cock, his words began to make more and more sense when he continued, "I don't know how big Scott is but I'm sure he can't deliver my baby the pleasure she deserves. Why don't you just give it a try today and see how it goes. We won't tell him or your mother."
I was still reluctant when I questioned, "Daddy, you are contradicting yourself. You say I'm now a woman but you also want me to be your little girl with your lollipop?"
He laughed, "I could see where you could think that. Let me explain. I have two strong fetishes that drive me wild. One is seeing a girl swallow things. Ooo, I shudder when I see a girl swallow and for a girl of mine to go out and have sex then come back and tell me all about it. Your mother won't do either so, yes, you are now a woman of the house but I would like for you to have that responsibility while you are my little girl. Does that make sense?"
I smiled, "I guess. If you don't think it feels weird maybe we can give it a try."
He smiled back as she shook his erection at me, "That's my Pumpkin. Now get on up here and show me what you can do with Daddy's lollipop."
He spread his legs and I laid on my stomach between them. I was up on my elbows with my pajama covered feet up over my head. My face was just inches from his big dick. It had a large, protruding vein running up the side like a mole burrow in the ground. I touched it gently before attempting to wrap my hand around it. Of course my hand wouldn't fit all the way around it but my father removed his own hand and allowed me to manipulate his large manhood as I saw fit. I stroked up the length of the shaft as my father watched intently and moaned.
"Oh, lick it Pumpkin. I want to watch you put your tongue all over it," he sighed.
While holding it upward, I first kissed his hairy balls. I then used the flat part of my tongue and slowly licked upward until I reached his creviced frenulum. I rolled my tongue inward and flicked inside the cleft. My dad gasped when I kept repeating this technique. His head hit the pillow when I winked at him.
I giggled, "You like that Daddy? Does it feel good?"
My father then began talking in third person to help stimulate his fetish, "Daddy likes it Pumpkin. Your tongue on his peter feels so good. Do you want to go ahead and put it in your mouth now?"
"Um, hum," I mumbled as I wrapped my mouth around the big head of his cock causing his body to jolt in pleasure.
I slurped and sucked as deep as I could while using my hand to jerk the base. My lips would meet my fingers as I alternated each.