Jamie and I continued our late night teasing and play for about two months. It became almost an every night ritual. One night she stayed with a girl friend and once my wife was up late and interfered with our fun. Other than those two nights, we met in her room on schedule.
I had almost forgotten what it was like to cum so much. My wife and I had settled into a twice a week routine many years ago, and even that had become predictable and mundane. I was excited now and I found myself walking around with a hard on like I had years ago. It felt good to be vital and alive.
Now that I had become more aware of Jamie's sexuality, I saw her in a very different light. I couldn't look at her now without seeing her as a sexual woman. No longer was she my little girl of years ago. At first this bothered me, but I rationalized that my love was still the same as before as a parent. The feelings I had were nothing more than lust and desire, just as I would feel for any young woman that I had access to.
We restricted our play to late at night until IT finally happened. One afternoon, my wife was shopping and Jamie came home from play rehearsal. I was alone in the garage, organizing things, when she drove up and came in to see what I was doing.
"I'm just putting tools away," I said as she came up to me.
She laughed and said "Well, I know one tool I don't want you to put away."
I laughed back and teasingly rubbed my crotch. She stood in front of me and reached down and rubbed my cock through my jeans. My cock pulsed as she continued to squeeze and stroke it slowly through my clothing. I kissed her forehead as encouragement, and she unzipped my fly and reached in and continued to stroke my cock.
My jeans were getting tighter and she soon pulled my cock out. She held it in her hands and watched as it throbbed and jerked from the excitement. She held her palms together around my cock and slowly moved them up and down, then she gripped my cock with one hand and started to stroke faster as her other hand cupped my balls.
I stood humping and pushing my cock at my daughter as she worked on it with her soft hands. She watched my cock intently as the veins popped out and my cock head became a darker pinkish purple. My cock was hard and hot in her hands.
She leaned down closer, and I thought she was going to lick or start to suck it, but she simply spit on my shaft and into her hands, and with them thus lubricated, she started to stroke faster and faster. I moaned as she looked into my eyes, and smiled.
"Oh, Daddy, I think you like me doing this, don't you?"
"Yes baby."
Her hand slammed up and down, with my cock gripped and sliding inside. I grabbed the table I was leaning against. My balls feel hot and I knew I was about to really empty them.
"Oh yes, baby, jack that hard cock for daddy."
My words seemed to excite her as much as they did me for she switched hands and pumped harder until I groaned and my body stiffened. She stopped stroking and rubbed the head and squeezed my balls as I shot my cum into her waiting hand. She slowly stroked my cock as spurt after spurt of cum shot out and then she milked the drops out so patiently.
