Maggie Duncan recently turned 20 years old. She is tall like her Daddy. About 5'10". She weighs just a tad over 135#. She has big brown eyes and long golden curls down to her shoulders. Her passion is running marathons. To keep her body fit, she runs daily. She also works out with her Daddy, in their basement gym, when they both have time.
Bob Duncan is 46 years old. He is 6'2" tall. His weight fluctuates at around 190#. He is a 'Business Lawyer' by trade. He loves his daily workouts to keep himself fit. His passions are, living the high life, his wife of 22 years, and his only child Maggie. She is also the apple of his eye.
Jacki Duncan is 44 years old, and had been a flight attendant, when she had met her future husband, Bob, on an overseas flight, to Japan. After a whirlwind romance when she was 21, they ended up married just one, short, year later. Jacki is 5'9" and weighs 125#. She is fortunate enough to have kept that weight, all these years later. She has coal black hair, and flashing brown eyes. She was a hottie when she met Bob. Even now, 23 years later, her husband still calls her his hottie wife. After all these years Jacki still heads out, and is gone 5 days a week, sticking to the trade of flying she loves so much.
On Wednesday afternoon Maggie came running into the house, after her daily run, and headed downstairs to chat with her Daddy for a few minutes. Soon she would need to get ready for her date tonight with her boyfriend Billy. Strolling into the weight room there was Daddy. He was lying on his back, and lifting weights, just like he did everyday. Maggie stood silently watching him. Then her eyes locked in on something she had never seen before. Her Daddy was wearing an old t-shirt, and baggy shorts. She squinted, then moved a little closer, to make sure her eyes were not playing tricks on her. It was definitely no trick. She certainly saw something to admire. As her Daddy continued lifting his weights, the legs of his shorts would move from side to side. Her big brown eyes were riveted to the thickest cock she had ever seen.
Bob lifted the weight once more. Then, he set the bar on the overhead rest above him. That was when he noticed his sweet little Maggie standing there. "Oh! Hi honey. How long have you been standing there? Did you have a good run this afternoon?"
Maggie shuffled her feet back and forth. She found herself unable to remove her eyes from her Dads magnificent cock. "Uh! Oh! Um! I've been here a couple of minutes I guess Daddy. My run? Oh yeah. It was okay. I guess."
Bob sat up on the bench. He looked at his daughter. Then he moved his eyes in the direction she was looking. "Oh Whoops! I'm so sorry about that honey. These were the only shorts I could find. They are loose aren't they? But, they are pretty damn comfortable."
Maggie stuttered. Still staring. Then, her cheeks turned beet red. "Um! Uh! Daddy! I guess I only have one thing to say. I finally know the reason I hear Mom screaming so much when she comes home from her weekly flights. It's that thing isn't it?" Maggie blushed. Then she pointed directly at his fat cock. She turned on her heels and darted from the room. "I have a date with Billy tonight Daddy. There is no need for you to wait up okay?"
Minutes later, Maggie was standing under the warm spray of her shower. She could not get the image of that fat cock out of her mind. There had been no mistaking what she had seen. It looked to be several inches longer than the one on her boyfriend Billy. It was most certainly longer than any other cock she had ever seen. Shaking her head, she stepped from the shower. Then she toweled her hot little body dry. Her boyfriend Billy might not know it yet, but tonight that boy would be getting a fucking he'd never forget. Unfortunately, while she was riding Billy like a brama bull, she knew there would be images of that great big cock of her Daddy running around inside her head. Thirty minutes later she walked in the den where her Daddy was sitting. As usual, he was reading his newspaper.
Bob peered over his evening paper when she walked in. He dropped it in his lap, and then he scanned his daughter from head to toe. "Nice outfit Maggie. Your boyfriend is a very lucky man." Then his eyes moved to the bottom of the skimpy skirt that hugged her tight little ass. He cleared his throat. Then he looked Maggie in the eye. With a shake of his head he said, "I sure hope you don't have to bend over tonight to pick anything up little girl. You could be in big, big, trouble if you do."
Maggie giggled like a school girl. "Oh Daddy! All girls wear short skirts now. Don't you like it?" Then she twirled around. The small pleats blew out and flashed her tiny bikini panties. "I thought all men loved girls in short skirts Daddy. Billy loves it when I wear this skirt."
Without hesitating Bob smirked. "Oh right! I just bet he does! I love it too. But that does not mean I like every man in the country staring at your ass. You do know that I'd give that young stud a run for his money if I were 20 years younger? And, not being your Father of course."
