Elodie stared, cereal milk dripping from her spoon, as her father wandered into the kitchen completely naked.
She and her sister, Jane, had been brought up to find nudity normal. Her parents weren't nudists, but they made no special effort to cover up if the girls walked in while they were changing, and Tony was prone to wandering around in the buff when the mercury rose. She'd rolled her eyes at the giggles and outrage in health and biology classes, and learned early on to be confident about her looks, even as she started puberty.
But when Tony's career started to pick up and his absences from home grew longer, it was only a matter of time before Elodie's mother lost patience and asked for a divorce. Though no fun for anyone, it was amicable. Older and more settled, Elodie chose to stay put in Washington, while Tony packed up with Jane and moved to Los Angeles.
They Skyped often and visited each other on holidays and occasional weekends, but over time, Elodie forgot what her father looked like under increasingly expensive suits. By the time she graduated high school and made the solo drive down to get her bearings before starting at UCLA, she hadn't seen a man in the buff in years.
Tony and Jane, now thirteen, welcomed her to California with a movie night and Mexican takeout. She was exhausted from her trip, and cuddling up with her sister and dad just like when she was little, munching on a taco, was just what she needed. Staying here until she moved into the dorms was going to be fun.
The next morning, when Tony wandered into the kitchen with a yawn, Elodie's spoon paused midway to her mouth and her eyes went straight to his thick cock, bobbing with each step -- and she'd seen enough porn to know he wasn't totally soft.
'Dad!' she exclaimed, putting a hand in front of her sister's eyes. 'Janey's here!'
'Huh?'
Tony seemed genuinely confused, looking about himself for anything amiss. His dick swayed with his movements. It was a darker hue than the rest of his skin, and she could make out veins running along the shaft, the pink tint that started at the circumcision scar and coloured the head.
That cock had plowed into her mother. It was why she existed.
With a laugh, Jane swatted Elodie's hand away, and went back to eating her cereal without missing a beat. 'Did living with mom all this time turn you into a prude?'
'Is that the problem?' asked Tony. He cupped a hand over his penis, though Elodie could clearly see about half of it, from the root under his trimmed bush to the middle of his shaft. Seeing him touch it made the pit of her stomach tingle. 'Sorry, Els, you never minded when you were little. I can put on some shorts.'
'No, it's okay. Sorry.' She laughed, a little awkwardly. Tony let go of himself and turned to make a pot of coffee. Maybe the slight stiffness was from morning wood. 'I'm just not used to it anymore. Mom's boyfriends don't do that, so I guess it did make me a little, like, shy. I haven't seen an older man's, er, body since you left.'
At her final words, she heard him sigh, and watched his cock twitch.
Maybe there was something a little perverted in him, but if there was, Elodie had it too, because she'd watch her father stroll into the kitchen every morning and fuck herself stupid in her room right after. But it wasn't because her dad liked to show his semi to his daughters, obviously. She was just young and horny.
Nevermind that throughout her first year and a half of college, Tony's body and twitching dick would flash through her mind whenever she hooked up with a boy. That she sought out any excuse to hug him and memorise his scent, the precise feeling of his strong arms, so she could picture them when she went at her clit late at night.
Maybe it would've stayed that way, confined to private thoughts and moments until it faded, if it weren't for the fire.
Some kind of electrical fuck-up meant Tony's house went up in flames one afternoon, when nobody happened to be inside. Elodie was in her apartment, studying, when Tony called to give her the news.
'Oh my God. Everything 's gone?'
'I'm standing where the living room used to be,' his voice was strained. He'd probably been crying. 'Thank Christ your sister's at your mother's for the weekend. She shouldn't see this.'
'Jesus.' She didn't know what to say.
Tony sighed on the other end of the line. 'Insurance'll pay out, but… it's a fucking bitch of a situation. I've still gotta book a hotel and look over the papers --'
'You're not going to a hotel, dad,' Elodie said, immediately. 'C'mon, you can't be alone right now. Come stay with me.'
'Els --'
'You're the one paying for the damn place anyway! I won't take no for an answer. At least a couple days so you can get back on your feet.'
Though he argued with her a little longer, it was half-hearted. Soon, Tony was at her door, enveloping her in a tight embrace, and she held on tight to his strong back and thought how grateful she was that the fire hadn't started when he was inside, heart beating hard in her chest.
'Thanks, kiddo,' he murmured, running a hand through her hair, keeping her close. 'I'm so lucky you're my girl.'
'I love you, dad.'
'I love you, too.'
Elodie swallowed, throat suddenly dry. Of course she loved her father -- and she wanted to show him, even though she knew it was wrong. But emotions were running high, and she was getting confused, and…
'I'm beat,' said Tony. He'd swung by his gym to pick up a duffel bag of shorts and shirts, and Elodie pretended not to peer at him as he changed into them, texting her mother all the while. 'It's been a hell of a day. Where's your sheets?'
'Why?' she asked, looking up. 'You're not gonna sleep on the couch, are you? It'll wreck your back.'
'I'm not that old!' he said, smiling for the first time that day. 'Better than the floor.'
'You're sleeping in my bed, dad. It's a double. And I told you you shouldn't be alone, right?'
Perhaps too tired to argue, Tony just nodded, and not long after, they were huddled under the covers in Elodie's room. It reminded her of crawling into bed with her parents, when she was small -- they slept in the nude, and she'd shed her nightgown and nestle in between them, reveling in the warmth of their sleepy cuddles.
She backed up and placed her father's arm around her middle. He held her, put his face in her hair, and breathed in deep, quickly falling asleep. Elodie was filled with love, wrapped in her dad's powerful embrace, and she would've dozed off just as quick if it weren't for the hammering heart she felt in her chest and in her cunt. Though separated by two layers of clothes, her slim ass rested against his soft dick. She could feel its give when she moved her hips.
God .
Tony was more chipper the following day. He'd put in the insurance claim, and a lawyer friend had it on good authority that a class action suit was brewing against the company that had installed the wiring in the old house.
'I told him to send me the details,' he explained, as they got ready for bed. 'Could be looking at a couple hundred thousand grand, and that'd make this pill go down a whole lot easier.'
'I bet,' said Elodie, slipping under the sheets. With all of the previous night's excitement, she'd barely slept four hours, squeezing her thighs together to get a shred of relief while her father slumbered behind her. She'd been deadly tired all day, but the prospect of sharing her bed again had her wide awake, excited. 'Maybe you can get Jane that pony she's always wanted.'
'And a beer faucet in the kitchen for me,' he chuckled.
As soon as Tony was in bed, he spooned his daughter, lifting her shirt just enough so he could draw little circles on her taut belly. It made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end, and she couldn't stop herself shivering.
'Feel nice?' Tony's voice was warm against her ear, deep. 'Like when you were little.'
'Yeah,' she said, thickly.
Wanting him to go lower.
They talked a little more in quiet tones, until the conversation died down for what Elodie presumed would be sleep. But though he tried to be discreet, Tony kept wriggling, readjusting his position, sighing.
'You okay, dad?' Elodie eventually asked.
'Sorry, Els. It's nothing.'
'C'mon.'
'I'm just,' he cleared his throat. 'I sleep naked. Yesterday, I just passed out, but right now I'm trying to get comfortable.' He squeezed her. 'I'll stop moving.'
'Hey,' Elodie heard herself speak, mind fuzzy from her racing heart, 'you can sleep naked now, if you want.'
He didn't say anything, and at first, Elodie wondered if he was just going to pretend she hadn't said anything. But after a few more seconds, he spoke:
'Won't that make you uncomfortable?'
'I slept with you and mom when I was little and you didn't wear any clothes then, right? Nothing's changed.'
Except a lot had changed, and Tony could easily say so, remark on how inappropriate it would be, and head for the couch. But Elodie remembered staring at his nude body when she first came to California, and how his prick was never quite flaccid when she did.
She felt him shift a little, move his legs. Then an unfamiliar, silky weight on her inner thigh, as her father's bare cock rested on her hot skin.
Elodie gasped, but didn't move away, absorbing the heat of Tony's genitals so near her own.
'You'd feel me like this,' he whispered. 'That's too far for you, right?'
'It's natural,' she murmured back. She wondered if the wetness between her legs was strong enough to permeate her shorts, so he could feel it on the back of his shaft. If she stopped to think about anything else, about any of the implications, she might back away, and she didn't want that. So she let her pussy talk instead of her head, 'Just like when I was little. If you get naked, I'll get naked too.'
He exhaled, hard, perhaps with a chuckle. 'My Elodie.'
Still not turning to face him, she responded to his cues: he took off his shirt, so she took off hers. The fuzz of his chest hair tickled her back, and his arm circled her waist again, but shifted up until the underside of her naked breasts rested on her father's muscular forearm. Her nipples were rock solid, eager for touch, but it wasn't time yet. Slowly, Tony lifted his arm and slipped his loose shorts off, and Elodie did, too, lowering her panties at the same time.
For the first time in forever, their bare bodies touched one another fully. Elodie's cunt was hot, clenching against Tony's erect dick, which stood hot and proud between his daughter's legs. Elodie turned onto her back and cosied up into his embrace, parting her thighs so his cock could freely slide against her lips. It was dizzyingly lustful, but mixed with the peculiar nostalgia of skin-to-skin contact from her childhood -- which only made it hotter
Els,' Tony's lips grazed her cheek when he spoke, like a kiss with every word. 'How the hell did we get here?' His hips rolled, lubricating his stiff cock with her eager juices.
'Get where? We're just bonding. There's nothing wrong with our bodies, with nudity. Right, dad? I've never felt closer to you.'
'Careful.' Tony's fingers trailed over her tits, flicked her little brown nipples. 'There's a way we could be closer.'
Elodie leaned closer, letting their lips brush:
'Show me.'
'Fuck,' he murmured. His breathing was laboured, heart beating hard against her arm. He grasped his cock and prodded at her inviting pussy, smearing pre on his daughter's lips and clit, mingling their fluids together. 'Elodie, my little girl. My baby.'
'Do it, dad.'
So he did.
Her mouth parted as her cunt did, opening up to every inch of her father's rigid, hot cock. He captured his daughter's lips in their first, short kiss as he burrowed himself inside her. His thrusts began straight away, kneading Elodie's unbearably soft tits while he methodically worked himself in and out of his firstborn's little pussy.
'I love you, dad,' Elodie whined, and fuck, Tony almost growled . He scrambled for her hand, tangling their fingers together, pulling her to him as much as he could.
'Shouldn't feel this right,' he said, planting kisses on Elodie's white shoulder. 'You're like a dream, honey.'
'Does it feel like you imagined?' she panted.
Tony's jumping stuttered, but continued, too mired in the ecstasy of pillaging his daughter's cunt. She seemed to grip onto him whenever he pulled away, like she wanted to trap her daddy's pole inside and keep him with her forever. Naturally, he obliged, driving into her again and again.
'I don't know when you started thinking about this stuff,' Elodie continued, 'but I saw it the first day I arrived, when you walked into the kitchen with your cock at half mast.' Tony groaned. 'In front of your daughters .'
'Christ, Els,' he said, strangled. 'I didn't mean to -- I only wanted to treat it like -- something casual --'
'Until you started thinking about fucking me?' Her father's cock throbbed inside her. 'Or fucking us ? She's so young, but you like Janey seeing you get stiff --'
His arms clamped around her middle, and he started fucking her harder, bottoming out inside with loud slaps of skin on skin, managing in their spooning position until he felt he needed more purchase.
'You're crossing the damn line,' he grunted, though his thrusts were harder, more spasmodic, almost feral -- like his already lustful mind got a shot of adrenaline at Elodie's words, had him fuck his daughter like a dog in heat.
'If I'd come with you instead when I was her age, would you have fucked my little grade school pussy?' she cooed.
' Jesus .'
'Fucked from your little slut daughter into your slut wife? I would've loved that, being trained on your dick, just like Janey will.'
With a strangled noise deep in his chest, Tony hilted himself in his teen daughter, toes curling. Elodie felt his cock throb, and gasped at the first jet of hot come flooding her insides. Behind her, she heard him make a startled noise, and his prick popped out of her greedy hole to paint her tight lips with the rest of his seed.
Because he didn't know if she was on birth control. So he panicked and tried to save face.
As far as he knew, he might have shot a load of little brothers and sisters deep inside her.
That sent her over the edge. She forcefully moved her father's hands to grip her tits, pinching her rigid little nipples hard , and hammered her clit until the awesome shock of the strongest climax of her life hit her pleasure centres.
Tony shuffled off her, panting, but kept her close with an arm slung around her middle, still holding on to one of her breasts, but softly now, tenderly stroking the skin. Elodie knew there'd be no going back, and now she knew how good it felt, she didn't want to go back -- but, still, she was glad she really was on the pill.
At least, for now.
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