Ask Your Father Ch. 02

Rachel thought for a few more seconds before saying, "no, I won't let it happen."

"I thought you might try to refuse so I'll just say this: why don't you sleep on it. If you haven't changed your mind in the morning, then we can sit down together and figure out who you want to send your photoshoot to first?"

With that, Rachel got up and stormed out of the kitchen. Lily honestly didn't know what her mother would decide given a day or so to think about it, but she had a feeling things would work out. Revealing that she and her dad had been having sex...incestuous sex... felt empowering. Lily was proud and relieved and horny all at the same time. Things could still backfire, but she knew her mother well; Rachel was so obsessed with the perfect facade she wore every day; something like this could destroy it entirely. Would she really risk it?

Sure enough, Lily got her answer the next day. Rachel slinked into the kitchen with a scowl on her face while Lily was watching TV and eating a bowl of cereal.

"Hey mom," Lily said, trying to break the ice after Rachel had been silent for a moment.

"Hi. So... what is it you want out of this? Money? A new car? What?" Rachel asked.

"No, I told you, I don't want anything, not from you anyway." Lily said happily.

"So, what then?"

"Well," Lily replied, cocking her head, "I guess I just want to have free reign to have sex with daddy any time I want."

"You know that's illegal right?" Rachel said snarkily.

"Yep, we both do. But I can't help how I feel about dad, and you wouldn't know anything about that."

"I can't believe I raised such a little cunt," Rachel said, not quite under her breath.

"And you won't be intervening either, making comments like that or putting guilt on dad when I make him want me so bad he can't help himself." Lily continued.

"Whatever Lily," Rachel snapped back.

"No, I'm serious mom. I can send those pictures out one by one. And wow did you and Eileen get into some really weird stuff!"

"Ugh" Rachel scoffed in compliance.

The two of them stared each other down in silence. Neither wanted to be the next to speak Lily decided to step up:

"Did you ever love him?" Lily asked again. She was still bickering, but Rachel could sense the hurt in her voice.

"Yes, I did...in a way," Rachel trailed off. "I wanted kids; I wanted a normal life, I didn't know how else to do it."

"So you just used dad to get what you want?" Lily asked forcefully "Do you realize how unfair that is to him?"

Rachel didn't seem to have an answer. Either she knew Lily was right, or she didn't care. Based on what she'd heard the day before at Eileen's, Lily assumed the latter.

Lily couldn't know it, but she had struck a bit of a nerve with her mother. After all, John and Rachel had been together for many years; she didn't hate him or it never would have worked. She just didn't love him the way most wives did. A part of her, however small, was glad that her husband had someone to love him the way Lily did, to make love to him and take the pressure off Rachel. She would never reveal her feelings to either of them. She would retain that it was disgusting and wrong; but perhaps this way she wouldn't have to worry about the whole thing imploding. Ultimately, their secrets could stay all under one roof.

"Are you two at least using...protection?" Rachel asked, grimacing.

Lily was quick to answer: "Yes mom. and I got my period yesterday so you have nothing to worry about."

It was true, and the disdain Lily's mom took for her daughter being argumentative was actually disappointment. So much was happening all at once, but Lily hadn't lost sight of how badly she wanted to be carrying her dad's baby. She'd dreamt about it since the first time she'd watched him cum, so pleased to see her dad lose himself that way. And he had wanted to get Lily pregnant too; at least he'd tried so many times Lily had lost count.

'Argghhh!' Lily screamed inwardly. It only made her want to take it out on her mother more.

"Well we're putting you on birth control right away then, got it?" Rachel asked, like she still intended to maintain some kind of power over her daughter.

"Yeah sure," said a distracted Lily, thinking about how she was going to tell her dad she'd gotten her period and wondering if he would be upset with her.

"And the pictures on your phone?" Rachel asked.

"I'll delete the ones on my phone." Lily promised, seeing surprise on her mom's face. "Oh I'll be keeping them in other places just in case. But they'll stay there as long as you don't come between me and dad."

Lily's mom would spend the days before John arrived home debating whether or not she could somehow maneuver around her daughter's leverage. Ultimately, Lily had judged her correctly. Rachel liked her life and she didn't need anything to change. She could maintain all of the relationships, clubs and committees she had. She could continue the affair with Eileen, and probably be a lot less secretive, which was the most relieving part.

Rachel was feeling about as cooperative as she could manage the day her husband was scheduled to return. Even given days to consider it, Rachel didn't know what she'd say to her husband. They were both guilty of something. On one hand, Rachel's affair had been going on a long time, and involved more than just Eileen. She didn't know how much the two of them knew, or would find out. On the other hand, John was fucking their daughter, which was almost unthinkable to her. Then again, Lily was gorgeous, perhaps even as much as her mother at that age, thought Rachel. Illegal or not, there was some logic behind his attraction to the eighteen-year-old.

Regardless of how weird things had gotten in the last few days at the house, Rachel was feeling better as she pulled into the garage on Monday. She'd gotten Lily on birth control, she'd had a guilt-free day of sex with Eileen and seen her friends that afternoon at the country club. She grabbed the groceries and opened the door.

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To John, it felt like everything was happening in slow motion. Lily had not gotten time to tell him everything that had happened in the time since he'd gotten home and managed to coat his pretty daughter's breasts in spunk.

The door opened, and Rachel came through.

His topless teenager timed it perfectly, giving Rachel a long look at her as she strutted by. John's wife gasped, and her mouth dropped open.

It was totally out of his control. There was no question now, even with his pants on and his manhood returning to normal size, it was obviously John who'd cum all over the brunette's chest.

But Rachel's eyes... as they met Lily's they narrowed in anger.

What on earth was going on? Why hadn't his wife begun screaming as expected? She wasn't even looking at him, instead focused on Lily and the state she'd found her in.

As Lily walked out, John guiltily picked her shirt up off the ground. He watched his wife turn toward him and shoot him the nastiest look.

She knew something. She had expected this somehow.

Rachel didn't know where the line between intervening with Lily and John's relationship and 'acting like it was normal' fell, so she stayed quiet. After a moment, which felt like an hour to John, Rachel walked all the way into the kitchen and set the groceries on the counter across from him. Yep, she knew.

"So..." he prodded, "you....know....about us?" he said with uncertainty.

"No, I don't know anything" Rachel quipped, "I must have missed your sperm all over our daughter's tits." The sarcasm was thick in her voice.

"I guess you're into a lot of things I didn't know about."

Okay, something was definitely up, and there was no way Rachel would just brush something like this off if Lily wasn't forcing her to. Even though it wasn't him controlling her, John felt oddly powerful seeing his wife so restrained. Still, with no idea what was going on, John didn't want to push it.

"Who knew I'd be into a little relief after being away for a few days, you certainly never did" John said with attitude. Two could play this game.

Rachel only scoffed and went about her business. She couldn't argue with her husband for fear that she might be breaking the terms of her agreement with Lily. John was glad of it, and took off after his daughter after an awkward pause in the kitchen.

He found her in the bathroom, stripping off her clothes and waiting for the shower to warm up. A big smile came across Lily's face when her dad walked in.

"I'm sorry I didn't have time to tell you daddy," she said with that cute little frown, "I was so worried you'd be disappointed with me for not being pregnant."

"I told you already honey," John said, stepping closer and putting a hand around her naked bottom, "it's okay, it's nobody's fault, and won't it be fun to have all kinds of sex until one of my swimmers finally gets ya?"

Lily giggled as her dad squeezed her butt. "uhhh huh!" she agreed, shaking her head up and down enthusiastically.

"Now, are you going to tell me why you decided it would be okay for your mother to see that big mess we made all over these puppies?" John asked, holding his hands out and jiggling her teenage breasts together. Again his daughter laughed aloud as she watched him playing with her tits.

"I'll tell you, if you get in the shower with me!"

Despite still feeling a little strange about everything, John didn't dare turn his naked little daughter down. She held his hand and stepped under the shower, happy to have her dad with her again.

Lily proceeded to tell him everything that happened: her suspicions, what had raised them, following her mom to the Murphy's house, the photos, and finally the argument afterward. John added some perspective that Lily hadn't thought of: that her mother had been pushing the relationship with Eileen's son so strongly because she'd likely wanted more excuse to see her lover even more.

John didn't know his daughter had it in her to execute such a scheme. But it had obviously worked, judging by the reaction of his wife upon seeing the clear evidence of incest on his daughter in the kitchen. He was so proud it made him want Lily more.

Like the perfect, sweet girl she was, at some point after John had washed all of the spunk from her chest Lily got down on her knees in the shower and sucked her dad's hard cock until he came in her mouth. Rachel had given him hardly enough blowjobs to count on one hand, and here his little girl was giving him the second in less than an hour. And she swallowed it all like it was nothing, licking at the last drop that remained on his tip before standing back up to face him.

"I can't get over you," John told her.

"Good!" Lily replied, "I hope you never do."

She hugged him close, feeling so small in his arms at almost a foot shorter than him.

"No way Lily," he promised the teen, "you're mine now, my bad little girl."

With that he grabbed her butt with a slap by both hands. Lily jumped and wrapped her legs around him. If only they could have sex, Lily would be howling with the feeling of her dad shoving inside of her in this position.

"I want you to fuck me really hard when it's time daddy," Lily said, feeling bashful, "is that okay?"

"Oh god Lil', I would be happy to." John replied, rolling his head back as he imagined taking his daughter in the exact position he was now.

"I almost forgot," Lily said suddenly, dropping to her feet on the floor of the shower, "mom made me go and get a prescription for birth control when I told her. She thinks we're using condoms too..." Lily said with a shrug and a guilty look on her face.

"Well, maybe it's best not to incite any trouble with her?" John asked

"But I don't want to stop trying to get pregnant daddy," she said, trying to sound how she always did when she wanted something. It always worked on him. "Mom watches me take the pills, but the doctor said that while I'm on my period they are just sugar pills. So I haven't taken any real ones yet"

"Hmmm..." John said, thinking, "Well my little troublemaker, have you come up with any plans for this part too?"

"What if we found some that looked just like the regular ones and replaced them?"

"Yep, I think you nailed it," John said. He was turned on beyond belief. The fact that Lily would go to such lengths for him made John want to shower her in praise, gifts, whatever she wanted.

John took firm grasp of her shoulders and looked at her intently, saying ""God I love you Lily,"

She squirmed in his grasp, unable to hide how good hearing him say that made her feel. She knew he meant it differently and full of much more meaning than before. It took standing up on the tips of her wet toes to reach him for a soft, lovely kiss. Her lips tasted like the warm water that was pouring down and keeping her backside warm while her father did the same for her front.

As they stood there together, Lily felt her dad's penis beginning to swell again, pushing right between them and making her giggle and stay on her toes so it could linger between her legs a second more.

"Soon daddy, I love you too" she whispered before stepping down, grabbing a towel and exiting the shower.

The next few days were going to be tough.

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And they were. When they went out to the drugstore the next day looking for matching pills to trick Lily's mother, John and Lily agreed to wait until the next time they'd actually have sex before engaging in any activity at all. It seemed like a good idea at the time; saving up would increase his sperm count for when Lily was ready to have sex again and that thought was enough to get him through. But he would regret it later, especially falling asleep at night in her bed (there was no point going back to his own by then) with a raging hard-on and a sexy teenager in his embrace.

At the store, Lily was wearing a sort-of Aztec-patterned top that was a pattern of voids he could see right through.. She had on a strapless bra beneath, but upon glimpsing her toned midsection that always impressed him, thoughts of fucking her right there in the aisle filled his brain. And the jean shorts... she seemed to have endless pairs of them. These ones had the bottoms rolled up so they showed a lighter band below. Consequently, they were even shorter that way, and every single guy they passed chanced a look. John made sure to make eye contact with every one of them. 'She's mine,' he felt like saying.

Later in the week, Rachel decided to put on a show for Lily and her dad by inviting Eileen over and hosting what sounded like a pornography filming session in their bedroom. It still stung, the knowledge that his wife had been cheating on him for so long. But with Lily by his side after they'd tiptoed close to the room, looking toward the closed door and then up at him with wide eyes, his troubles seemed less important.

Seeing her giggle and grab his side, whispering: "did you hear that?!" John loved her more than ever. Hair in a messy bun, yet another cute outfit, and a big smile on her face because she knew they were getting the better end of the deal, John began to make plans of his own.

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Saturday night, a jet-black towncar pulled up to the front of the house. John had told his daughter remarkably little. When they woke up that morning, John kissed Lily on the neck gently to wake her up.

"Lil'," he said, waiting for her to roll towards him with a sleepy groan, "I'm going to go out for a little bit. There's an envelope with your name on it for a day at the best spa in the city, and money for a new dress. Be ready at 7:00, okay?"

"Yes sir!" she said jokingly, just opening her eyes in time to accept a kiss. Lily craned her neck as he backed out of bed to try and make it last longer, but then he was gone.

As she rolled onto her back and stretched, Lily realized she was excited. Even though they could have had sex days ago, her dad had still suggested they wait. She admired his self-control, but secretly wished he would just fuck her senseless every minute she was awake. She couldn't believe he had lasted this long, but now that she knew he was planning something mysterious it made sense.

The birth control trick was working like a charm. Lily's mom came to her at the same time every night and watched her take the pill. Lily might have complained about how overbearing she was being, but knowing that she remained unprotected and totally ready to be fertilized by daddy's cum, Lily was willing to sacrifice that argument.

The day at the spa was wonderful: a massage, manicure, pedicure, steam...facial...the works. Lily had even spent a little of the money on a full wax, though she usually kept it that way for her dad anyway. She just wanted to be as beautiful as possible for him that night.

Near the spa was one of Lily's favorite stores. It was expensive, but her dad gave her way too much money anyway. Like the rest of the day had gone, she found the perfect dress in only a few minutes. Thankfully, it was much less than he had given her, probably because the dress was well... a little slutty, thought Lily. With a part of what was left, Lily bought heels and the cutest, set of bra and panties she could find.

As seven o'clock approached, Lily grew more and more anxious. She hadn't seen her dad all day, not after she returned from the spa or in the hours leading up to their date. The eighteen-year-old was meticulous in getting ready, putting on her make-up, getting dressed. As she slid on the new underwear, Lily could feel how much wetter and warmer her inner thighs had grown anticipating the night.

John finally heard the click of heels upstairs at about a quarter after seven. Somehow, the little minx managed to be late given literally hours and hours to get ready. But then he saw her.

First, his eyes found the source of the clicking:

Heels, not too tall, black and slim with her freshly manicured toes peeking out from an open-toed front. Lily even had pretty feet. No surprise there.

Then her legs:

Smooth, tan and looking like they'd been bathed in moisturizer all day. Absolutely beautiful.

Of course, they went on forever, reaching the bottom of her dress far too high for a night out with dad:

The dress was enough to drop John's jaw. It hugged her without a fold or a wrinkle or an inch more fabric than necessary. It was short, but not enough to make his fatherly instinct send her back upstairs to change, or maybe that wasn't his fatherly instinct..., The cups of the dress that covered what he longed to see underneath were blue, forming a wide neckline despite thin straps that hung on to her outer shoulder. The brilliant blue color made its way down the center of the dress on front and back, with black hugging her hips.

But it was underneath that floored him most. Lily's skin positively glowed. It didn't seem possible, but she was more beautiful than he had left her that morning or any one before. Her perfect breasts were thrust up into the plunging neckline, so plump he wanted to bury his face in them and leave a mark from sucking on her beautiful skin.

But it was her face that finally did him in:

Lily had seen him goggling her; it was what she wanted all day. She had the prettiest smile from ear to ear. Gleaming white teeth, a deep pink lipstick and light makeup that looked applied by a professional.

"Lily," John finally managed to speak as she descended the last few steps, "I have never seen a more beautiful woman in all my life."

Her smile only got wider, and as she carefully took the last step to her dad's level, her knee felt weak from accepting his praise. Her black, metal earrings dangled as she turned the corner and her luscious brown hair swayed to reveal them. If Lily hadn't reached out for her dad's hand he might have passed out altogether.