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Loving Father (TW + K)

TheWanderer

Super-Earth
Joined
Aug 12, 2011
Richard hadn't taken the divorce well. At 35 years old, he should be happily married, not a divorcee left to raise a 16 year old girl on his own. His wife had run off with his best friend, of course, but Richard had been the one to walk in on them fucking like Rabbits. Richard had nearly broken his hand laying into his (former) best friend after that.

So Richard, like the Irish in him, turned to drink. He was tall, at 6'2", and had been an athlete most of his life so took to it well at first. His body was still lean and toned though perhaps starting to get a little soft around the edges now that he had stopped working out, stopped caring about his appearance.

Presently, he was sitting on the couch at night, watching some mindless show on TV as he threw back beer after beer. He was wearing a bathrobe and nothing else, though his legs were dangerously wide, nearly exposing himself. He had stubble on his face and his usually short hair was in need of a haircut.
 
Keira had hated the divorce. It had taken a year or two for things to file and her mother refused to take Keira with her. She said something about taking care of him, that sooner or later he would need the company. Oh if only she knew exactly how right she was. Keira knew she was a hand full as a teenager, but her father wasn't fighting her like he normally did. Instead he spent most of his time in the chair in the living room flipping through channels and drinking beer. It was the same sight Keira always came home to, the same thing she always had to clean up after.

She was in the kitchen cleaning the corners and listening as the beer bottles were flung over the chair into a pile. Keira grunted pulling her blue hair back into a ponytail and fixing her tight fitting tank top as she got to her feet. She was in shorts and nothing else, her normal cleaning clothes. After all, she mainly took care of her drunk father. She was small thing standing at only 5'0 and she wiggled her way into the living room with a garbage bag.

She went behind him bending over and picking up half of them before she threw the bag down and looked down at her father. His legs were wide spread and he was almost revealing himself to her but she huffed and tried to ignore it. After all, he probably had some boxers on underneath? Or so she had figured. She leaned over him grabbing the beers that had been opened. "Stop drinking. I think you've had enough father." Keira insisted as she moved with an unopened beer can and an opened one into the kitchen before pouring it down the sink. She moved back over to him picking over the beer bottles that had fallen on that had fallen on the floor by his feet. He had gone through nearly all the beer in a day. A thing of cans and bottles, her father really was a drunk. Keira lifted up her head to look at her father, but in this position she could see inside of his robe. She shook her head trying not to look in that direction but she had gotten a glimpse at him and she was quite curious. Keira had just started craving things, sexual things and the male human body had her intrigued. He was drunk enough he probably wouldn't care or even remember if she did anything to satisfy her curiosity. Slowly Keira put down the bottles and moved closer to him, she watched his drunk reactions as she raised a brow for herself when she was in between his feet. Was she really going to expose him for her own needs? She was curious as to see how big he was, why her mother had stuck around so long for the 'sex' as she had told her. Keira slowly moved her hands forward pushing his robe aside to fully expose him. It was the sight of his length that had Keira biting her bottom lip. No wonder her mother had stayed for so long. Curiosity was defiantly killing her and before she knew it her hands were out, her tiny pale hands, and gribbing him. Her fingers stroked him without thought and her sexual wants were wishing to her, making her wonder just how big he might be fully erect.
 
Richard was wasted. He was nearly passed out and didn't even protest when his blue-haired daughter took a half finished can from him. He had figured out she was the one cleaning up after him - there was no way even drunk that he'd remember to clean up his own mess - but had never thanked her for it. She was too good to him and that confused him. Her mother had only stayed around for the sex until she had been forced to leave him for good. Money certainly held that sway over a woman.

Richard had started drinking immediately and barely remembered the whole divorce proceedings. He wasn't sure if his daughter was being forced to live with him or if she had chosen to live with him. Not that it mattered though - she was too young to live on her own and having some one to clean up certainly helped him.

He looked down at her as she nestled between his legs, a curious expression on his face. His eyes drifted down to her perk breasts revealed by her tight tank top. A cute thing, this girl, he thought, and then watched as her hands reached up and opened his robes even more. He smiled at that. A girl wanted his cock. He was too drunk to realize the girl was his daughter.

Her hand would find him large even limp, but as she started to stroke and jerk him, his cock lengthened and hardened, gradually filling up to its 12 inches in length. Her hand wasn't large enough to close fully around it either. He stared down at her, wondering what she'd do next.
 
Keira knew he was watching her, in his drunken state, but she paid little mind to it. He was too drunk to care or protest and he did nothing to make her stop. Instead he just sat and watched her curiously as he stiffened up. She looked at him. His eyes were glazed with the drink and she knew in a way she could probably get away from this. Her father was a drunk, she had barely seen him put down the drink and he never really remember the previous day. This was too Keira's advantage.

She chewed on her bottom lip as she watched and felt him harden in her hands. She couldn't close her hands around him but it didn't stop Keira from stroking him with them. She sat up, her breasts being more visible to him in this position and she pondered what to do next. Keep stroking him? No she had watched too much porn curiously to be satisfied with just that.

Keira leaned forward without looking up at him, she pressed her lips against the top of him and liced. Just a bit to taste his flesh. She continued to stroke him, the length that was exposed, when she finally mustered up enough courage to wrap her lips around the tip of him and suck. Her tongue found the under part of his head and wiggled around it before she tried her luck and fished a few more inches into her mouth. She stopped there, with his cock being close to the back of her throat before she started to bob her head slowly. Keira pressed her clothed breasts against his cock as she continued to tease him curiously, but she was more eager to taste him. His flesh tasted good..so she wondered what his cum might taste like. Since women in the porn clips always seemed so eager to swallow, she wondered if it really tasted that good, or if her curious hands could even make him in his drunken state tense up and release.
 
Her hands started to stroke him a bit harder and faster and she pressed her perk breasts against him. He smiled down at her and watched as she licked the head of his cock. He did moan when her lips closed around the bulbous head of his cock and his legs spread a little wider. It had been a long long time since his cock had felt anything other then his own hands. He felt her take him deeper and deeper until he was near her throat. Girls always choked on his cock but she didn't take it that far.

As she continued, bobbing her head and even rubbing her breasts against him, he shifted his foot so it nestled between her legs. Her shorts meant little was between his foot and her pussy and he started to use his foot to rub against her slit, not really knowing he was doing so as his brain and hazed eyes focused on her mouth on his cock.
 
The moan that came from his lips sent shivers down her spine. She had been expecting something from him, but that moan he produced showing how much he was enjoying her affections only egged her on. She stroked him a little faster, a little harder and sucked him in a little tighter so her cheekbones were pronounced. Keira sure was enjoying sucking that cock, and she wanted to hear more of his moans. She bobbed her head faster a little rougher, trying to do anything in her power to make him moan more.

Her skin crawled when he shifted his foot. She had been expecting him to put his hand on her hair to pull her off with the realization of who she was sucking on his cock. Instead his foot was between her legs rubbing at her clit through her shorts. Her brows furrowed and her face turned red, his toes were a bit clumsy from all the drinking he had done but they still knew what to do through the fabric. Soft moans left her at the feel of her clit being rubbed. Keira couldn't help it, it felt good and made her stomach crawl with wanting more than just his stupid foot pressed against her. Still, she spread her legs as she went about bobbing her head, trying her best to ignore the foot that was rubbing against her sensitive parts.
 
He moaned again as she sucked harder and faster on his large, hard cock. His balls were thick and heavy below, still kept hairless despite his lack of recent action. Whomever the girl was she was certainly doing her best to get him to cum, he thought. He certainly enjoyed getting his cock sucked like this. He moaned again as she got a little rougher with him.

His foot managed to keep a steady pressure and steady, though wobbly, motion as it rubbed her between the legs. He might not know what he was doing, but his foot certainly did, and the girl didn't seem to mind. His hand did reach out then, but only to rest on the top of her blue head. He knew that blue should mean something to him, but he was far too gone to care right now. Precum started to leak out of the tip of his cock.
 
Every moan he produced only made her want to hear more. It was wrong, she knew, to be doing this, but he couldn't seem to care and she only wanted to taste him. She barely looked up at him then. Her blue hues gazing at him as he stared at her bobbing on his cock. Keira took him out of her mouth for a moment, just to lick along his length and suck some of the skin into her mouth. He was big and she could feel him throbbing in her hands. Her fingers rubbed at the base of him as she licked her way back up to the tip of him and forced him back into her mouth. Keira started bobbing again, not wanting to stop until she got what she wanted.

It was getting harder to focus though. His foot, though not the steadiest of things, knew exactly how much pressure and where to rub. Her clit being rubbed, even by a foot, by something other than herself felt so much better than her own little fingers could do. Keira shivered a bit when she felt the hand rest on her head, not pulling her hair off of him telling her to stop how wrong it was. The hand just stayed there and she couldn't help but moan around the cock in her mouth from his foot and the taste as his precum hit her tongue. Eagerly Keira was licking it up, but that wasn't enough. Keira moved one of her hands down, just to cup his sack and stroke it. Maybe doing this might encourage him closer to a release, something she was trying to get to before his foot worked it's magic and made her release first.
 
The eager little mouth was starting to get him off. He hadn't cum in so long that it wasn't taking that much to make him get there. Her head, constantly bobbing up and down on his shaft, brought him closer to closer. He got a brief respite when she stopped to lick the length of his shaft, but moaned again when her hand found his heavy sac, his large balls full of the seed he was soon to release into her mouth. And finally he did. His thick, long shaft throbbed and pulsated, his cum shooting out the end of his cock in copious amounts. She'd have to swallow fast least it start spilling from her mouth.

All the while his foot continued to rub against her, feeling the heat and wetness that was building between her legs. He didn't know his foot was acting on its own yet but it finally ceased as orgasm rocked through his body, causing him to stop all movements as he filled his daughters mouth with his seed.
 
Keira could feel him tense up, getting closer to his orgasm. She could feel his sack, heavy with his seed, and she wanted so badly to taste more of it in her mouth. It didn't take too long with her bobbing head and eager fingers to finally feel him convulse in her mouth. Keira shuttered at the feel of his cum spurting into her mouth stream after stream. She moaned, enjoying the taste as it coated her tongue. She wondered how long it had been since he had cum like this, since his cum seemed to keep coming and gave her little options with what to do with it in her mouth. Keira continued to stroke him as she began to swallow the cum already in her mouth letting it slide down her throat into her stomach. It felt good doing that and she continued to lap the rest of his cum down until he spilled no more.

She figured his foot would make her orgasm, she was already wet and dripping leaking through her panties and shorts and his foot seemed to never stop. That was until she had finally managed to get him to orgasm and it broke away giving her time to relax. Keira sighed against his cock when she had swallowed the last string of cum. She pulled him out of her mouth befor elicking up the remainder of his cum and swallowing it. When Keira was finished she sighed of relief before moving to stand up. She placed her hands on the armrests of the chair and in this position probably gave him a clean view of her breasts as she pushed herself up onto her feet. She was wet and some of the wetness was rolling down her inner thigh to her ankles as she moved to back away from him a bit while pulling his robe back over his cock silently.
 
Ordinarily, Richard would more then return the favor, especially since he watched her gulp down every last drop and then suck the rest from his cock. But having spent himself in her mouth, he was done for. He let out a pleased sigh, his eyelids drooping downwards even as she stood up and offered him a view of her breasts. He would have pulled her onto his lap and molested her but instead his eyes closed the rest of the way. She had sucked him dry and the endorphin rush was enough to put him to sleep.

It would be interesting to see how much he remembered in the morning, once he woke from his drunken stupor. He was far too large of a man for his petite daughter to wrestle up the stairs and to his bed, so sleeping in his armchair was going to be where he spent the night.
 
Keira shook her head as she watched him close his eyes and easily get ready to go to sleep. There was no way to move him as she just straightened up looking at the mess of cans. She would have to clean up before she went to bed, otherwise the mess would go nowhere. Muttering Keira bent down and finished putting his empty beer cans and bottles into the garbage bag before tying it up and throwing it away. She came back into the living room only to move to grab a blanket for him and placed it over his body before she sighed and trudged up the stairs to her room. She needed to relieve herself, at least before going to bed.

She had made it to her room and it took her little time to push herself over the edge and clean herself up before dressing for bed. He had left her close to orgasming with just his foot and she was embarrassed. Hopefully he wouldn't remember anything and she thought about that for a moment as she wrestled in her bra and panties under the sheets of her bed before turning off the lights and closing her eyes. What if he did remember? How would she explain herself then? She had taken advantage of him while he was drunk..hard to imagine but she had. Keira sighed just pushing her thoughts aside as she drifted off to sleep. She'd deal with it in the morning.
 
Richard woke early to the sound of his phone ringing. He didn't realize what the noise was until it was too late but now he was awake he wasn't about to fall asleep again. Especially not with the crink in his neck from sleeping on the chair. He stretched and found a blanket covering him. Keira.

And then it all flooded back to him. The blue-haired girl who had sucked him off last night had been none other then his own daughter. He wondered if she had done that to him any other nights? Glancing around, he saw that she had cleaned up once more so he folded the blanket up and moved upstairs.

He paused at her door and bit his lip. His daughter had sucked him off! The thought aroused him even then so he quietly pushed open her door. She was still sleeping so he quietly removed his robe before slipping under her covers to lay beside her, completely naked, gently draping an arm across her body as he cuddled against her.
 
Keira was in a deep slumber. She barely noticed when her door was pushed open, but the sound did not really stir her from her slumber. She had kicked the blankets off her feet, trying to get a bit cooler during the night it seemed. Her little hands wrapped around the top of the blanket and pulled it to her pale full lips.

Her bed moved, but Keira still refused to open her eyes as she rolled onto her side presenting her pale back to him. She felt his arm wrap around her and him snuggle against her, but she didn't want to wake up, she didn't want to be brought back to reality yet.

Keira only rolled onto her back to snuggle against him in her tired state, still half asleep as she started to open her eyes. Where was she again? In her room she noted that as she rubbed her eyes and stretched her bra clinging to her breasts and her panties clinging to her hips. What was snuggled up against her? Had she brought a boy home without realizing it? Keira yawned as she slowly opened her blue eyes and looked at the arm wrapped around her in confusion. She wasn't dreaming, she had just woke up, but whose arm was that? Who was she snuggling into? Slowly her face turned to see that of her father's and Keira's eyes became large with fright. Why was he in her bed? "D-Dad!" Keira exclaimed before rolling out of her bed onto the floor with a thumb. She scrambled to her feet as she rubbed her head. "W-What are you doing in here?"
 
Richard had began to doze off as he lay there but became fully awake as she rolled off the bed and onto the floor before standing back up. He remained laying there, looking over at her, and smiled softly. She wouldn't be able to see his robe that was on the floor on the other side of the bed, perhaps not knowing that he was fully naked under her covers right now.

"I thought I would spend the morning cuddling with my daughter." He responds, patting the bed beside him. "I hope you don't see anything wrong with that? Get back in bed - it was so much warmer with you in it." He adds calmly, not wanting to frighten her as it seemed he had starteld her.
 
Keira raised a brow, a bit confused by how he was acting. He wasn't drunk, but he sure seemed to act like it. They hadn't cuddled in years, not since she was little. So why all the sudden now would he be in her bed half naked and ready to cuddle? At least he looked half naked from what she could tell and she was in her bra and underwear.

Keira pondered about crawling back in bed. She was still tired, as startled as she was, she wanted to be back on her bed. She sighed as she scratched her head and yawned before slowly moving back towards her bed. She climbed under the covers and rolled over on her side, still a bit startled that he was in her bed. "Couldn't you have waited until I was awake before startling me?" Keira asked looking at him from over her shoulder before she rolled on her back and pulled the covers up under her chin. "I'm not even dressed yet."
 
His intentions were far from pure. He had quietly mulled it over. He hadn't been with a woman for years and his own little daughter had sucked him off last night. Sure, he still felt hungover, but he had gotten used to such a feeling. Besides, there were other feelings he was much more interested in. He tried not to let his eyes roam over her bra and panties but she soon slid back into bed.

Once she rolled onto her side, he slide his arm around her waist and pulled her gently against him. "Well, thats ok." He says, murmuring into her ear as they were so close to each other. "I'm not dressed yet either. Especially after what you did for me last night." His hand stroked over her stomach, sliding dangerously near the underside of her breasts. "I appreciate all you do for me even though I've never said it before." Now his hand does slid up over her bra, squeezing her breast firmly. "So I was thinking I could repay you for last night."
 
Keira had been expecting for them to just cuddle in her bed like he had suggested. His arm wrapping around her a drawing her close didn't scare her that much, but she felt like he wasn't dressed at all. His hand was near her breasts and she tensed a bit when he started speaking. As hungover as he was he had remembered what had happened last night, something she was hoping he wouldn't. It was the first time Keira had gotten curious enough to see what was under his robe and she had thought even if she touched him like that he barely remembered anything the night before. How wrong she was in this situation. Apparently filling his sexual needs for a night made him remember everything.

She gulped shaking her head. "I-I don't know what you are talking about.." Keira muttered as she furrowed her brows in shock. He was admitting he wasn't dressed and before she could say anything his hand got closer and closer until it wrapped firmly around one of her breasts and made her shiver. The squeeze made her shiver again and bite her bottom lip as he mentioned repaying her the favor. He had thanked her for everything she did, and now he wanted to repay her for sucking him off. Keira wondered if she should agree to it, but having his hand on her breast finally made her roll on her back slightly to look at him. "How?"
 
She didn't fight him though she certainly denied knowing about what had happened last night. But his hand was still on her breast and she hadn't told him to move it. So he kept it there, massaging and squeezing her through her bra even as she asked him 'How'. He smiled at that and slid his other hand to hers, guiding her hand back down to his limp cock. She'd clearly see that he was naked under the sheets.

"Lets start with some touching." He murmurs, squeezing her hand against his cock before leaving it there. "And perhaps some kissing." He leans in towards her mouth and places a gentle kiss on her lips. Then another, and then he deepens it, pressing his lips against hers, sucking her lower lip into his mouth before teasing it with his teeth, letting his tongue caress her lip. His hand on her breast slid down over her flat stomach and then nestled between her legs, on the outside of her panties, as he gently started to rub her there.
 
The smile on his face told Keira that had been something he was pleased she was asking. She gulped a bit as his other hand reached hers before guiding it down his body to touch him. Her face turned red. This was different that her curious attempts to touch him while he was drunk. He was sober now and she was on edge.

When he mentioned touching and forced her to squeeze him before leaving her hand there she sighed a bit. Keira could have got up and moved, even when he leaned in to kiss her lips. Instead she couldn't help but smile a bit nervously as he kissed her again before deepening it. The deepened kiss caused her to shiver. Keira nuzzled her lips against his, curiously licking his tongue with her own as she squeezed him when his hand began to wonder lower on her body. He was teasing the skin, rubbing it, so close to her clothed folds. The only way Keira could really react was by slightly parting her legs as she moved her other hand down to stroke his limp cock. Curiosity was going to kill her, but his foot last night had gotten her close enough to an orgasm that she had to relieve herself and now..she wondered how much better his hands might feel there instead. Keira moved slightly closer to him as she chewed on his top lip, pulling it before releasing it.
 
He felt her legs spread and that was all the invitation he needed. His hands rubbed her through her panties for a few moments more before sliding up - just enough so that he could slide it back down inside her panties. He moaned softly against her as he felt her slightly damp pussy. He hadn't touch a pussy in such a long time. His finger rubbed along her slit before parting her folds, rubbing over her clit repeatedly now as he started to finger her.

His tongue pushed deeper into her mouth as she kissed him back. His hand on her breast pulled the bra cup down to allow his hand to tug and twist at her hardened nipple. His cock, meanwhile, swelled, starting to lengthen and harden just like it had last night as she placed both her hands on it. He broke off the kiss. "Mhm...you like my cock don't you?" He asks her. "You're not scared of it?"
 
Keira was surprised at how eager he was to touch her, to rub her through her panties. It was almost instantly after she had spread her legs that his hand went to rubbing her pussy through her panties causing her panties dampen easily. The feeling felt amazing, much better than his foot had last night. This had been what she wanted and his hand moved away from her for a second. The action of it moving away caused her to whimper in protest as she squeezed him. Only a few seconds passed before his hand was on her stomach and sliding into her panties to get a better feel of her moist lips. She could stand the attention without a single moan , the moan he produced when he touched her causing her to shiver, but now as he started to rub her clit she too moaned. Then a finger was pushed inside of her wet folds moving in and out and Keira parted her legs more. Her hips swayed a bit, unbeknownst to her really, enjoying the feeling of his touch on her bare skin.

Keira let his tongue slide into her mouth. She pressed her lips firmly against his as she played with his tongue. Trying to ignore the hand on her breast had been doing her well until this point when he pulled her bra down and tugged at her hardened nipple causing her chest to rise and her to gasp against his lips. She could feel him, swelling in her hands getting hard and she moved her hands up and down along him. Her fingers pushed at his skin lightly and played with the underside of his head just as he broke off the kiss to mumble a question. Her face was red as she looked at him, unsure of what to say. In a way she wanted to lie to him, but her body was not very good at lying that it was turned on. Keira chewed on her bottom lip as she nodded her head. "I didn't think..you were that big. But I wonder what it feels like." Keira admitted to him as she smiled lightly.
 
His cock hardened to its full 12 inches in her hands as she jerked it, using her small hands to explore every inch of it. It felt so good to be having some one doing these things to him again. He threw back the covers that were covering them then, so she could look at his naked body and he could look at her petite one. "Oh yeah? You want Daddy to stick his big cock in you?" He asks her, aroused at the notion himself.

His hand continued to finger her, using his thumb to rub her clit. She was already so wet and her hips were starting to squirm against him. His hand on her breast pulled the other cup down and began to play with that nipple as well, not wanting to leave it out.
 
Keira was a bit surprised when he got so hard so quickly in her hands. Apparently she was not the only one arouse by the touching that was going on. She chewed on her bottom lip when he threw back the covers, causing them to fall off the bed, as he exposed his naked body and her body from it's safety. She could see his eyes scanning her body taking her in and made her blush even more, but it was not like her eyes had not done the same to him. They stared at his length his muscles and then at his face when he mentioned sticking his cock inside of her. Keira whimpered at the thought nodding her head. "Yes..I wonder what Daddy's cock really feels like." Keira admitted.

She whimpered a moaned a little louder when his thumb continued to rub the little nub of her clit. Keira watched his face before looking at his hands as it pulled down the other cup of her bra to expose her large pale breasts and pink hardened nipple. She shivered as he started to play with that nipple as well and moved her hands a little quicker against him as he muscles started to tense and relax. It was different having someone else touch her and not being able to stop whenever she wanted, but it felt so much better. "Does that thought scare you daddy? That I want your cock?" Keira's face was completely red. She could not believe what she was listening to herself say, but she was so wrapped up in the moment she could care less.
 
He looked at her pale breasts and puffy nipples and knew he wanted to see her naked, just like he was. Her hands never left his cock though, which he took for a good sign, and her words only seemed to excite him even more. "That thought excites me." He murmurs back, focusing his rubbing on her clit now. He liked the way she squirmed. She seemed so tiny against him too that he was sure his cock would split her in two.

"Are you a virgin, baby?" He asks, pressing things forward. "But before you answer, I want you to take your clothes off. Daddy is naked so its only fair that you get naked too." He adds, continuing to toy with both nipples as well. "Daddy hasn't been this aroused since...since...before your mother left." He bites his lip at the thought. "Are you willing to fill her role with me?"
 
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