Ask Your Father Ch. 02

Rachel was never willing to do doggy with him; Lily loved arching her back and sticking up her butt so he could easily enter her from behind. Rachel refused to use her mouth on him, though she loved when he did, and Lily seemed to love licking him all over and getting him as hard as possible before begging him to fuck her. Lily also loved risking getting caught. Though he hadn't gotten a chance, John suspected his daughter would probably like to try having sex in public; he fully intended to satisfy her if that was the case.

As the thoughts raced through John's mind, he held his anxious teenager in his arms and felt her breathing regularize.

"I was so excited for you to come home and fuck me on the counter daddy. I'm sorry we can't." She said sincerely.

"It's really okay Lil', I think we'll survive."

"I don't know if I can though," Lily continued, backing away to look at her dad, "I want you too badly."

John just smiled, seeing a hint of the same insatiable sex drive in his daughter that he often felt. And Lily wasn't kidding, because before he could retort, she started to slip down between his arms until she came to rest perched in front of him.

"Do you want me to suck your cock daddy?"

She often did this now, seeing how excited her dad would get when she played up the daughter role.

"Oh daaad," she said, rubbing her hand over the bulge in his pants that had been there since he walked in the house, "is this all big and hard for me?"

"So bad daddy! You want your daughter to put your cock in her mouth don't you?"

As she spoke, Lily reached behind her head and wrapped her thick brown hair in a ponytail. Then she slowly and deliberately unbuckled her dad's pants and pushed them to the ground. John didn't interfere. The sight was too perfect to disrupt. In seconds that felt like hours, Lily finally pulled his boxer briefs down and his cock sprung free.

"Do you want me to take my shirt off daddy?"

John just shook his head 'yes,' and she obliged him. Even watching her grab the shirt and pull it up with two arms, slowly, over her head was enough to make his cock jump. She looked incredible, kneeling in front of him with only a tall pair of white socks and tiny athletic shorts and now her naked, young chest on display for her father. He wasn't going to last long.

And when Lily grabbed him at the base of his cock and swallowed at least half of his length, John worried he'd cum all too soon. She kept eye contact as she blew him, bobbing her head back and forth, her perfect breasts quivering with each stroke. John's daughter got better every time she blew him.

"Good girl, keep doing that," John said as Lily used her fingers to massage his balls. Where she picked that up, he had no idea, but it felt so incredible he was near within seconds of her careful hands caressing him.

Breaking eye contact for a second, Lily plunged as deep as she could onto her dad's cock, feeling it touch her near the back of her mouth before she couldn't fit any more. He was just too big. She got him all nice and wet as she pulled back and sucked eagerly at his tip. John groaned aloud as Lily encircled his tip with her tongue and then finally pulled her head back to look adorably up at him.

"I love your cock so much daddy," she said, working her hand down using all the saliva she'd left on him. "Are you gonna cum for me?"

"Yes...ughh.... fuck Lil'"

"Will you cum on my tits daddy? Please?" she said with giant, fawning eyes. Lily bit her lip and stroked him more firmly.

"Come on dad, I want it," she looked down to make sure she was stroking him right and pointing his head at her chest. When she heard John beginning to gasp she looked back up with a furrowed brow and watched him get tossed over the edge by her incredible stroking.

When the first, pent up jet of cum splashed out, Lily gasped in astonishment. Her dad couldn't keep his eyes down on her; as hard as he tried, his still head rolled back and he began to cum all over his daughter's chest. A second spurt landed right between Lily's perky breasts, and then another, and another. Lily directed it all over her, relishing the warm streams of her daddy's sperm all over her.

John eventually gathered himself to look and found himself mesmerized by his fixated little girl still stroking him so she could keep watching his forbidden spunk cover another streak of her bare, youthful skin. Seeing her so satisfied to have her dad's cum squirted haphazardly all over her was yet another moment John hoped to remember for the rest of his life. She looked so beautiful, her face a bit flushed from the effort, still perched athletically on her knees and slowly moving her hand on his yet rigid member.

When Lily looked up, she couldn't hide the proud smile on her face, which, in tandem with the sight of her eighteen-year-old tits covered in cum nearly made him orgasm again. Lily giggled when she watched her dad wince as her hand came in contact with his tingling head.

"I think you needed that daddy, look how much you came on my boobs!" She reached down and squeezed them together to show them off.

The sight was almost too much for him; John felt weak in the knees with desire for the tiny brunette.

"Wanna take a picture of me daddy?" Lily said, raising her eyebrows.

John was once again stunned. His daughter amazed him in one way or another every single day and he just couldn't get enough. Reaching down to the pants Lily had just taken off of him, John grabbed his phone.

"You are unbelievable sweetie," John said.

"I like being naughty for you dad," Lily said, "Sometimes I just wanna be your slutty little daughter," she continued, a little embarrassed.

John held up his phone and aimed it down at Lily, wishing so badly he could just pick her up and fuck her until he spent an equally large load in her needy insides.

"Show me what a slutty little daughter looks like then Lily,"

Excitedly, Lily arched her back to stick out her incredible breasts, once again squeezing them together to show off the spunk that was splattered atop them. She bit her lip and turned her eyebrows downward like a puppy who knew she'd done something wrong. As John snapped the picture, he already knew that it would be one he looked at countless times in the future. The photogenic little teen only needed one take, she wore his cum and that adorable look of naughtiness perfectly for her daddy as he snapped the shot.

"And when we can again daddy," Lily said, standing up finally and running a finger from the bottom of his cock all the way to the tip where one last bit of cum remained, "I want you to fuck me like your slutty little daughter too."

With that she licked her finger to taste her dad's semen, looking boldly at him the whole time.

In his state of haste and preoccupation with getting home to his daughter, John hadn't quite kept track of time. He'd gotten on the road later than he intended, and now it was near dinner time, right about the time his wife usually arrived home from work. So when the rumbling of the garage door came, John knew it would be only a moment or two before his wife came barging in through the door next to the kitchen.

"Uh oh," Lily said.

But there was something off in her voice. Something she knew that he didn't. John had pulled up his pants almost instantaneously when the sound came, but Lily hadn't even attempted to cover up or make herself scarce. Again, Lily's eyes met his daringly.

"Lily!" John cried, "Your mother,"

Lily shook her head 'no.'

John was in a state of absolute terror. He reached out for his topless and cum-splattered daughter; maybe he could push her into a hiding spot before his wife made it into the kitchen.

But she dodged him, stepping back before he could grab her.

"What are you doing?!" he said as quietly but seriously as he could.

Lily looked back at the door and then at her father, "you aren't the only one who's been busy these last few days daddy."

With that, she raised her eyebrows and the door opened.

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It was something Lily saw on vacation. It was subtle, but Lily just happened to look at the right moment. Only a touch, a hand on a thigh for the briefest moment that had clued her in. But Lily had seen it, and apparently nobody else had.

Her mother and friend Eileen had been sitting in the back of the boat when Rachel reached out to touch her best friend on the thigh. She must not have thought anyone would see, but she was wrong. As Lily's mom moved her hand to caress Eileen's thigh and then removed it while gazing at her the entire time, Lily quickly realized that this was not just a friendly vacation for the two mothers.

How could she not have seen it? How did they manage to hide it so well? How long had it been going on? What was IT in the first place?

Lily had been so preoccupied thinking about the tryst with her father the night before or how she wanted him to fuck her the next day that she hadn't been paying close enough attention. Perhaps if Lily could hide the fact that she had her dad's cum running down her inner thigh at dinner, her mother could do the same with whatever was going on between her and that loud, obnoxious friend of hers.

It was too early to tell her dad. Plus, despite the fact that she was doing everything she could to keep her dad happy, Lily didn't think she needed to imply his wife was cheating on him, at least not until she had some proof.

Immediately Lily began to scheme. She hated having to hide her new relationship with her dad. What if she could somehow find a way to reveal it all? Just the thought of having sex with her daddy in another room with her mom's knowledge made Lily wet with anxiousness. She had to investigate.

But they gave her nothing. Not a night spent in the same bed, not a stolen kiss or a few words when Lily was just within earshot. They were practiced at this, it must have been going on a long time. It made sense. Her mother's image was everything to her: so proud of her children, her successful marriage to a now-wealthy man, her social life... she was even outspokenly judgmental of divorcees and cheaters and such. Perhaps it was all just guilt and a cover-up for what was really going on.

Lily wondered if she had been wrong, maybe the touch was just an accident. And they'd only given her the most subtle indications that there was something between them for the rest of the vacation. She had begun to let her guard down when something stuck out to her after they'd gotten home.

"Going shopping!" Her mother had announced one day on her way out the door.

That would be completely normal for her...usually.

But the day before Rachel had given her daughter the credit card she always used for shopping. Lily's mom never forgot that card; if there was even a chance she might need it Rachel would be all over the forgetful teenager to have it back.

Lily's senses were on high alert. It was only her at home, and the other car was in the garage. Her dad had been gone a few days already and her brother had gone back to his apartment in the city the day they got back from vacation. If she hurried she could follow her mom to the "mall" and see for herself what was going on.

Minutes later, Lily was in the car following as far away as she could while her mom went in the complete opposite direction of the mall. Yep, something was up.

She followed her to the next suburb over, and as Lily entered it her heart began to race; it was the suburb where Eileen lived.

The next hour or so went down exactly as Lily might have expected. She felt like a private investigator in one of those reality TV shows: snooping around, taking pictures through windows. It worked out perfectly, like she was meant to have followed her mom that afternoon. It was a warm day, so Lily even got some videos through an open window..

Most of it was totally gross to Lily. She had no interest in women, or in seeing what two women did to pleasure each other, especially not her mother and another forty-something suburban housewife. But still she watched, she photographed and she recorded what was obviously not the first time her mother and her long-time female friend had been together. Lily felt particularly justified when she caught on tape a conversation the two of them had about Lily and her dad:

"...they don't know anything." Rachel had said, getting dressed in the bedroom they'd just finished up in.

"John's too boring to think anything like us would actually happen, and the kids don't care about anyone but themselves."

Lily found it hard not to jump up and retort. Her mom had always been negative about everything; she just took it as Rachel trying to make herself feel better about the affair.

"Plus he's too busy attending to your daughter it looks like," Eileen replied to Rachel, "Lily hardly spent a moment talking to my son."

"Yeah, sorry about that," Rachel said, "I can't ever separate those two."

"Lily's really become quite the looker huh? Maybe that's why your husband spends so much time with her: same brand, younger model."

Rachel laughed at the comparison but obviously didn't approve of the joke, "Oh shut up, that's disgusting. And he doesn't have the guts to pull something like that"

Lily almost laughed aloud. Her mom was clueless on so many levels.

"Well if he isn't maybe you should, perhaps she takes after her mother and would want in on "shopping" with us."

"That's enough!" Rachel said, jumping on her lover and covering her mouth.

Despite everything, Lily was mad. She'd never, ever, ever, participate in what she just saw her mother and that awful friend of hers doing, but that wasn't it. She was mad at her mother because she knew now that her dad was deprived of the kind of playfulness and love and everything in between that she'd just witnessed between the two women.

She couldn't be mad at her for getting married to her father in the first place; Lily wouldn't be there if she hadn't. However, for as long as the affair had been going on and likely a lot longer there was no doubt her dad had missed out on the true happiness that was supposed to come in a relationship. Lily hoped she was filling that role for her dad now, but Lily truly resented her mom for being so selfish.

Lily left in a tizzy, quietly shirking off to her car parked down the street. For the first ten minutes, she thought in circles about how unfair and careless her mother was being with John's feelings. In fact, what about the rest of the family; she didn't exactly have anything good to say about them either. No, that was not important. Lily decided she would instead find a way to use all the photos and video she'd just stored up on her phone to make her dream of truly being with her dad happen.

By the time Rachel came home, Lily had a plan. Simply listening to the way her mom lied about where she'd gone and what she'd been doing only fueled the fire.

Her plan commenced the next day. A few nights ago she'd sent the naughty photo to her dad. She wasn't going to involve him yet, but the photo would work just fine.

Rachel and Lily had the same phone, so switching them could easily lead to her mother seeing something she shouldn't...

While watching TV in the other room, Lily heard her mother gasp dramatically.

"LILY YOU COME IN HERE RIGHT NOW!"

Usually she would be terrified, but this time not so much. In fact, Lily ambled into the kitchen with a smile on her face. Her plan was already falling into place; Rachel was holding her daughter's phone and standing with her mouth agape in the kitchen. Just as Lily had planned, she'd swapped their phones where Rachel always left hers on the kitchen counter. She didn't even know the worst part yet.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS PICTURE DOING ON YOUR PHONE?"

Lily looked curiously at the phone her mother was holding up and smiled again.

"Oh, that?" she said knowingly "I sent that to daddy the other night."

Lily honestly didn't know what to expect when she said that. The silence her mother maintained for the next few seconds was understandable.

"You.... did.... WHAT?" Her tone just sounded so stupid, thought Lily.

"I...sent...it...to...dad...the...other...night." She retorted mockingly.

"I heard you, you little bitch," Rachel said, Lily knew she was pushing her luck, at least until the big reveal. "Why on earth would you do that."

"I dono, maybe cuz I was horny? He hasn't fucked me since he left on his trip!"

Again, silence. This time it was different. Lily's mom was probably trying to work out whether to believe her or not. And if she did, there would obviously be some accepting of the reality.

"YOU ARE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE YOUNG LADY!" She was yelling again, "Just wait until I tell your father what you said."

So she didn't believe her, whatever. Lily was smiling again.

"What the fuck are you smiling about?" Rachel asked incredulously.

"Oh I don't think I'm gonna be in any trouble, that's all." Lily said, baiting her.

Rachel scoffed, "And why's that?"

"Well, do you want the reason you won't be grounding me or the proof that daddy and I are fucking first?" Lily said, having fun with it.

"Cut this shit out right now Lily!" Rachel said, sounding more and more nervous.

"Why don't you go ahead and swipe to the left on my phone? You'll have to go past the other photo I sent to dad first tho."

Sure enough, the picture of Lily in her bathing suit was there on the first swipe. But the next swipe was the moment of truth. Rachel's eyes widened immediately. She made it two pictures further before dropping the phone on the counter like it had burned her.

"What's the matter mom, you didn't even get to the best ones?"

"I don't know what you think that is, but I'll have nothing to do with it." Rachel tried.

"Oh I think you know what this is," Lily continued, "And I think if you just give it a minute to sink in, you'll realize that I'm not your 'little bitch' anymore."

Rachel stayed quiet.

"I know you'll think of claiming they're fake, or destroying my phone or whatever else you can come up with, but it's no use. I've thought of everything."

Rachel looked like she was going to throw up, it was probably because it was the first time she'd ever felt powerless and she couldn't stand it.

"You'll threaten to turn me and dad in, you'll threaten to kick us out, but save it. You know your whole life as you know it would be over if anyone found out about daddy and I or about you and your affairs."

The words stung her mother. How much of this did Lily have, was it just the one time or was it something worse. Lily didn't know there were multiple affairs, but it was worth a guess. Judging by her mother's reaction, she had more to hide. Good.

"What would all of your committees say if they found out? I wonder if you could still be on the school board with Eileen if they knew you two were fucking?"

Judging by the look on her mother's face, Lily didn't think she had to go any further.

"So here's what I'm going to propose: are you listening?"

Rachel nodded half-heartedly.

"You can keep doing your thing. The photos and the truth can stay just between us."

Her mother seemed to perk up and listen more attentively when Lily said that.

"And you and your dad?" Rachel managed to eek out.

"Oh so you believe me now? Well somebody has got to take care of him, and we both know that isn't you. Tell me the truth, do you love him at all anymore?"

Rachel's silence was enough to answer the question.

"Well I love him, more than you ever have. So for now, you should just act like it's totally normal." Lily said.

"Like it's totally normal for a father to be molesting his daughter??" Rachel tried to fight back.

"Uh, no. First of all, I practically begged daddy to take my virginity." Rachel winced at that, "I'm eighteen years old and perfectly capable of making my own decisions. Dad wouldn't have done anything I didn't absolutely want him to do."