Ask Your Father Ch. 02

He made it almost all the way out before driving back in, connecting firmly against Lily's pelvis and watching her make faces she couldn't control. Again her walls squeezed him and Lily begged for mercy.

"Daddy...ohhhhfuck.....Ughehhh" she choked, "Not again.... uhhhhhhh..... ohNo... Daddyyyyyy!"

He had promised her this, that he would fuck her until she screamed; hard and fast until she couldn't take it anymore. When her walls gripped him so tight that he knew he would hurt her if he tried to go in and out again, he stayed planted in Lily's tunnel.

For a moment, it looked like Lily went unconscious. Her back was arched and her neck craned while she came on her father's cock, and then she went limp with him buried inside.

Naked as the day she was born, her quim filled with her father's cock and overcome by her orgasm, Lily could be no more perfect. As her eyes came back into view, and she was able to support her head, Lily had to remember where she was. When she felt how full her pussy was, she remembered completely.

"Dad," she whispered as she came around, "I've never felt anything like that before."

John smiled back at her, pushing hair behind her ear and cupping her cheek in his hand. She mewled into it. Then she surprised him by smacking his big shoulder.

"I asked you... no I begged you to stop!" She said, sounding legitimately upset.

"I know you did sweetie," John replied, "but then you wouldn't have had another orgasm, and I wouldn't have gotten to watch."

"But it hurt daddy," she pouted childishly, "I couldn't control my body."

"That's the best part Lily, next time just let it happen, don't fight it."

Lily nodded. Looking down, she saw that she had apparently made a bit of a mess on the cushion with the fluids her body had released when her dad was making her cum. "Oops," Lily said with a shrug.

"It's okay honey, we can flip it over when we're done."

Lily, who had finally gotten time to recover, liked hearing her father say ''when we're done.'' She couldn't believe that she'd cum so soon, and her dad hadn't even gotten close to her favorite part. If they were going to get pregnant tonight, she was going to have to fuck him again and again until he didn't have any more to give her.

"How do you want me now daddy?" She asked with the most innocent look she could drum up.

"Remember the day I left, how you rode me in the car at the airport?" John asked

"Uh huh," said Lily excitedly, happy to hear that he liked it.

"Will you do that again for me sweetheart?"

"Uh huh," repeated Lily.

John easily flipped the hundred-or-so pound teen on top of him, causing her to moan as her father's cock shifted inside her.

When Lily's knees came to the sofa, she was all ready to go.

Now that she was in control, it was Lily's turn to tease her dad.

"Tell me what you want daddy," Lily directed, lifting her hips so only his head remained inside.

"Oh," he said, wide-eyed, "we're gonna do THIS now?"

"You started it," Lily argued, "say it."

"Fuck me Lily," he said, not sounding like he wanted to mess around. Lily raised her eyebrows like she wanted him to say something else.

"Be a good girl Lily," John said grabbing her hips, "and take my cock back inside you."

He tried to push her down, but she only allowed a fraction of an inch more into her sweet little puss. He had to have her, but he knew it wouldn't be fair if he didn't let her have her fun.

"Bad girl," Lily corrected him, "I'm not your good girl anymore dad,"

"Okay Lily. Fuck your dad like the bad daughter you are."

She allowed a whole inch, but nothing more. When John tried to drive his hips up, she lifted.

"I'm not fucking around Lily, you lower that little ass on me now."

One more inch. Watching her face, John could see she didn't have much resistance left."

"Fuck your dad you naughty little tease," John begged her.

That did it. Lily sank all the way onto him and both Lily and her father moaned aloud when they felt him bottom out. Lily now knew what her dad's cock felt like against her cervix, and it was definitely there.

She didn't need any more encouragement. With her mouth open from the incredible pleasure, Lily looked into her dad's eyes and lifted her hips back up. When his tip was about to pop out, Lily dropped like a stone to bury her father inside again.

"Oh fuck Lily, you are so tight."

"Tighter than mom?" Lily asked, moving her hips up and down again.

"Ugh yess...so much tighter."

Lily started to pick up speed, it was a lot of effort to climb the whole length of his cock and bury it again, and her little pussy could only take so much. Lily felt like she might be close to cumming again.

"Oh dad...fuck" she cooed as her clit touched the base of his cock, "your penis is so...fucking...big daddy. I can't believe it fits."

"Keep going honey," John encouraged, "you are doing so good."

Lily looked so small on top of him. His little girl, with her developed breasts bouncing up and down with each thrust, her core writhing as she flexed to lift and release. He'd raised her, taught her right from wrong, loved her every step of the way and now she was loving him back with cries of passion as his cock filled her again and again. She would never be more beautiful.

"I love you baby," he said, palming her breasts in one hand and her hip in the other.

Lily moaned as his thumb pressed into her lower abdomen.

"I love you too dad," she whispered over labored breaths and a pause in her quiet moaning.

"I'm ready daddy... unhhh fuck.... I don't want to wait anymore."

John knew what she meant but he let her go on.

"I want your cum in me....ohh daaaad." she was trying hard to keep her composure as her own words made her weak with wantonness

"No birth control... no condom...ohhhhpleaaase... will you?"

"What honey?" John bated.

"Get me pregnant daddy, cum inside me!"

It's what they'd both wanted. It's what they'd both been waiting for. Looking at his baby girl atop him, John knew it was time.

He grabbed her hips when she'd planted him all the way inside and held her there. Picking her up without any trouble, he set her on her back and laid on top of her. He wanted to be pressed against her when it happened.

"Are you ready sweetie?"

"Uh huh," whimpered Lily. "Please daddy, cum in my pussy."

Withdrawing from his daughter, John knew it wouldn't take long. As he sank back inside her, Lily moaned loudly. She was ready to cum too.

"Fuck daddy," Lily called, tears formed in her eyes she wanted him so bad. Lily knew this was it. On the tallest building, in a secret place, with only the stars to witness it, Lily was going to get pregnant.

Her father began to grunt, He couldn't control himself either and Lily loved it.

"Oh daad...fuck meee."

"Li...Lilly...oh Lily," he called, thrusting into his daughter, hips moving of their own volition.

He drove into her, feeling her tiny body accept him into his warm embrace. He'd hugged her a thousand times. On her way out to school, after her dance performances, when she came home from school and hugged him so tight because she missed him. Feeling her eighteen-year-old pussy squeeze him, he knew this is what it had all been leading to.

Again he buried his entire length into Lily's tunnel. "Daaadyy," she screamed. She'd said it a thousand times before. When he touched her neck after putting his hand in the cooler, when she wanted something from the mall, when he'd held her when something went wrong at school. Feeling her wonderful father's cock push into her and make her feel things she didn't know she could, Lily knew she was always meant to call out to him like this.

"Ughh.." Lily twitched, she couldn't hold back any longer when his cock filled her up again. "Daad I'm....mnnhhhh... Daaady I'm gonna...." He shoved into her enough times that she simply couldn't speak.

John got lost for a moment, and when he opened his eyes, Lily only had the strength to give him one, last, puppy-dog, beautiful gaze before her head rolled back and she cried out.

It was immediate. Her legs locked, her fingers clenched and her young pussy gripped her father's cock like he'd never felt before. It pulled at him, begging, like his daughter, to fill her with cum.

There was no holding back. What little he could to withdraw from Lily as she leg-locked him, John did. One last, fateful time, he pushed into Lily's depths and felt the first chill of release.

As the first jet of sperm entered Lily's pussy, she spasmed, clamping tighter on her father and urging his hips even more forcefully deep. Feeling the pressure of a week's wait flood her unprotected womb, both Lily and her father believed that the very first spurt would be the one that assured her pregnancy.

But that didn't stop John continuing to pump into his young daughter. Even through howls of pleasure and lustful grasps of her hands, Lily was intimately aware of what was happening deep in her quivering tunnel. Her father's head buried as deep as it could go, she felt his cock throb each time before another warm gush flooded her womb.

"Ohfuuuu....daaaadyyy...don't stop" Lily gasped, "Keep cumming in me.... unhhh,,, please daad!"

He couldn't stop. John watched his beautiful daughter's body spasm almost at the same pace as his cock emitting torrents of the cum he hoped would get her pregnant. Her youthful breasts mashed against his chest to the rhythm of her gasps for air, and all the while he continued urging his hips against her soft mound.

Tears were welling and then toppling Lily's flushed cheeks. She could feel her insides completely charged with her father's spunk, and nothing made her happier. She wondered if her father was so big that his penis touched all the way past her cervix. She didn't think that was possible, but her certainly must be close. Anything that put his freshly deposited sperm closer to her fertile, young womb.

Locked together at the hips in beautiful incest, father and daughter began to regain their wits. John could hear the flicker of the fire behind him. When Lily's eyes finally opened in his direction, the flames lit her blue irises and John was unable to look away. They didn't move for minutes at a time, maybe more, maybe less. A couple of times, Lily's insides pulsed with the defiant remainder of her climax, causing Lily to gasp again and show her father an uncontrollable and adorable look. Even then, it seemed John had a little more cum left to spill into her.

They held on tightly and listened to each other's breath regularise. Neither Lily or John felt any need to speak or move an inch. Lily felt her recently virgin opening becoming a bit sore after the romp she'd just sustained, but she was far too happy to feel her father buried inside to ask for relief.

'Was she in a dream?' Lily thought as she looked out at the night sky and the fire-lit walls that led to it. Had she really just experienced the best sex of her young life, with her loving father, perhaps become pregnant and done it all in the most beautiful spot atop the tallest building in the city? It couldn't be real, and Lily couldn't help continuing to tear up.

"What's the matter Lil'?" John asked, leaning back to look at his daughter's face. She appeared to be crying and John was worried he'd done something wrong.

Lily pushed her cheek into her father's hand as he held her face, "Oh no, nothing's wrong Daddy."

"Then what honey, why the tears?"

"I'm sorry, I'm just being silly and emotional, I can't help it." Lily apologized. "I'm just so happy."

She looked so beautiful, even with the wet streaks on each cheek. The glow that he'd seen as she walked down the stairs at home before their date was even more present now. John leaned in to kiss her neck, then her chin, then the salty sweet spot where a tear had rolled down her cheek. Lily swooned to be receiving such wonderful attention from her father.

"You gave me the best day of my life dad," she assured him, "the spa, the dinner, this place...and you."

John smiled back at her appreciatively.

"I only hope I can give you something too" Lily said nervously.

"Honey," John assured her, "you've already given me everything I could ever want. A man like me doesn't deserve someone as beautiful inside as you are out."

"Don't say that Daddy, you don't only deserve me, you deserve a baby with me too. I really hope I can give you one."

"This time Lily," John reasoned, "I think we did it."

"Really daddy?" His little girl said with wide, passionate eyes, "You really think I could be pregnant this time?"

He'd never confirmed it for her before, knowing that he would be foolish to get her hopes up. But it really felt like this was the time. John couldn't have cum more inside his teenage daughter, and it couldn't have been a better time in her fertility cycle for one of the hundreds of millions of sperm cells he'd released inside his daughter to find her egg. No matter what others thought, Lily's pure hopefulness and excitement to be pregnant shattered the barriers of right and wrong.

"We won't know for a while Lily, but I think this could be it. What do you think?"

Lily thought hard, with her cue brow furrowed and her mouth tweaked to the side. "I guess I don't know for sure either, but I know you came SO MUCH! I could literally feel it more than any of the times before." She was so bubbly John could feel his heart throb for her.

"Look!" Lily directed, rotating her hips to the side and pushing her father's pelvis so he began to slide out. John whined as his still-hard manhood was deprived the feeling of his daughter's warmth, inch by inch.

Placing her hand just below her opening, Lily's eyes grew wider as she watched her father's tip revealed. Tight as she was, when John finally pulled the last inch out, her pussy fought him and there was the faintest pop. Her little tunnel closed up as quickly as it had been pried open, and there was at least a second before they saw it.

Pure white spunk peered between her taut, pink lips. It grew and grew, as her snug, eighteen-year-old pussy fought to return to its incredible tightness.

"See daddy!" She exclaimed, "I knew it, look how much you came in my pussy!"

As it continued to squeeze out, Lily gasped. She was glad she held her hand there or it would have gotten on the nice restaurant owner's couch.

"Ohhhhmyyygod Dad!" She almost sounded like she was scolding him, "Look how much you came in your OWN DAUGHTER... such a bad daddy!"

Her eyes flitted between her father's and the overfilled little pussy he'd created. John could tell she was just teasing; she was enjoying this way too much to be upset. He knew that for sure a second later. When Lily decided there was not much less to spill out, she took the fingers that she used to trap the excess and pushed them, spilled cum and all, back into her aching opening. Watching her concentrate hard on pushing it all back inside, John collapsed on the couch beside her, overwhelmed.

"Will you put my panties back on daddy?" Lily asked sweetly, "I wanna keep it all in."

He wasn't sure it would work, but John was certainly willing to try. He admired the pretty pair of underwear that Lily had picked out just for him as he maneuvered them over his daughter's gorgeous legs. Lily pulled them on tight and pushed one little finger on her opening until she was satisfied that she'd done her best.

Boy was she a sight to see. So young, so beautiful and glowing...John's eighteen-year-old daughter was topless and had that incredible, freshly-fucked look he'd only known in his teens. Seeing her now, he recognized every little curve and bone in her body that he'd seen develop as she'd grown up. John was overjoyed now to be seeing them without clothing; she looked best that way.

He couldn't believe the little girl he'd raised since birth had grown so beautiful. Her breasts: so perky and youthful... her hips: so lithe and thin, her midsection: toned and with the definition only a woman could bear. Soon he hoped for her stomach to be changing as she bore his child.

Lily could feel her father's eyes on her. There was something so wonderful about the way Lily and her father could be in each other's presence without saying a word and still feel like they were growing in love.

"I love the way you look at me daddy," she said, catching his attention.

"I can't help myself Lily, when did my daughter become so beautiful?"

"Ughhh!" Lily scoffed, "I always was DAD! I just didn't want to tempt you until I turned eighteen."

"Of course you're right honey," John said, letting Lily curl up next to him and feeling her smooth legs against his. His daughter was right, if he thought truthfully, Lily had started developing when she entered her teens. He didn't remember her breasts being as full as they were now, but she always had trouble with boys at school harassing her. He was glad he didn't contribute then, and now he was reaping the benefits in full.

"But I really mean it dad, this was the best night ever." She squirmed up to give him a kiss, whispering before she closed the gap between them,, "Thank you so much."

The kissed for a long time, not aggressively, not lustfully, just gentle and heavy with emotion. John's fingers caressed his baby's side and her skin raised with tiny goose bumps when he tickled her too lightly. He would simply never tire of holding his amazing daughter in his arms. Alone with each other, they could be unburdened by judgment and morality. As their lips touched and tongues entwined, they could be simply in love.

"Will you take me home daddy?" Lily asked after they'd laid naked for long enough.

John rubbed his hand from her wet little panties all the way up and across her perfect breasts. He knew he would get a chance to do so again soon, but he simply didn't want to be away from her wonderfully naked form for a second if he didn't have to. Lily smiled as she felt his need by the warmth of his palms on her.

"Absolutely baby, let's get your clothes back on."

Helping the teenager back into her tight, blue and black dress was surprisingly fun. She could have done it herself, but Lily didn't want her father's hands far from her either. He got to tuck each of her plump globes into her delicate bra, and then hold her steady as she wiggled to stretch the dress over her body once more. John growled with frustration when Lily intentionally thrust her hips back and his cock was reminded not to fully deflate.

They checked around for evidence of their time on the terrace before walking over to the railing and looking out over the city. It was the perfect moment; Lily's lips buzzed at the touch of her father's, and the breeze rushed through her soft brown hair. Only the dark, impartial skyline was witness to the incredible love both shared and consummated on the hideaway rooftop. And as John and his daughter held each other close, they both dreamed that someday they would look back and remember the beautiful place where Lily conceived her father's child.

Neither of them wanted to leave, but when it was time Lily held her father's hand and he led her out. Marco showered them with thanks for visiting, kissed Lily's hand again and John and his baby embraced in silence the entire elevator ride back to solid ground.

The way home was mostly quiet. Lily was tired; the wine had finally gotten to her. Plus, she'd always gotten sleepy on car rides home at night. For years, John had carried his daughter to her bed after a long night; it appeared this night would be no different.

As the car finally rolled to a stop and John turned to step out and circle around the car for his daughter's door, Lily grabbed his shoulder.

"Can we stay," the sleepy teenager asked, "just a little longer daddy?"

Even though they were more or less free to be open with each other around the house now, Lily was reluctant to end their date. She was a little worn out by their earlier rooftop tryst, but she wanted her father one more time before they ended the night.