Coach, Daddy, Sex God

He failed to find his voice when she ran her soft little hands over his chest or thigh. It was inappropriate, but it wasn't like she was pinching his nipples or squeezing his dick. Likewise, he never said anything about the way she shifted her bottom in his lap when she gave him those goodnight kisses. She wasn't grinding her pussy against him or giving him a lap dance, after all.

He just felt guilty that he was getting completely hard when his daughter kissed him goodnight, and he knew her hot little panty-clad pussy had been pressed right against his shaft on more than one occasion. On each of those occasions, though, she didn't seem to notice.

Of course, she noticed. It sent shivers of arousal shooting through her every time she felt that wonderful daddy-cock hardening beneath her. When it pressed between the sensitive folds of her horny little pussy, she wanted it inside her. She was dying for a taste of that splendid, fat dick. Even though her father resisted her advances, she could tell that throbbing cock wanted to be in her mouth or pussy just as much as she wanted it there.

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The day it finally happened was a Friday. She teased him almost non-stop from the moment they walked in the door after school. She had actually taken off her bra and turned to the side before getting inside her bedroom. She reached down and pulled off one sock, and it made her big breasts hang down and jiggle enticingly. Her father couldn't help but notice. He gulped and turned to head to his own bedroom quickly. Cindy smiled and stared at his muscular butt before stepping in to her room and closing the door.

Cindy came to the apartment complex gym with her father, which was unusual. She offered to spot him, and so he was able to lift a lot more weight. Her tight spandex workout clothes were borderline obscene, but nobody else was in the gym at that time of day. Only her father was there to see how the stretchy fabric molded itself to her big, bouncy breasts and the swollen lips of her sex. Her hard nipples were clearly visible through the thin top.

Eric tried to ignore the incredible display his daughter was putting on and pushed himself harder throughout his weightlifting routine. His muscles ached afterward and he was physically drained, but he considered it the sign of a great workout.

After they had showered and changed clothes, she slid next to him on the couch. She sighed loudly and leaned against him, which pushed her left breast into his side. Again, he couldn't help but notice, but this sort of thing happened often enough that he said nothing. Cindy gently ran her hand over the bulging muscles of his chest and ripped abdomen and her breath washed warmly over his arm. She watched his shaft thicken and harden through his thin gym shorts.

She was so turned on to see it. Eric had no way of knowing, but she had worn one of her longer t-shirts to hide the fact she hadn't put on any panties after her shower. She wanted so badly to slide into his lap, to pull that fat daddy-cock out of his shorts and feed into her hungry little pussy.

She turned and looked up at him, making sure her eyes were open wide when she did.

"Daddy, do you have any plans for this weekend? I'd really like to do something with you."

He looked into her eyes and swallowed heavily. "I hadn't planned anything," he replied. "What would you like to do?"

He got even harder when she said, "Hmm," and stroked his thigh just an inch away from his cock. She licked her lips and looked up at the ceiling, as if she was thinking hard about it. Then the back of her fingers "accidentally" brushed against the shaft of his dick. He started to shift his hips away from her when she smiled and looked back into his eyes.

"We don't have to go anywhere if you don't want to," she said. "I just really wanted to do something special with you."

"Whatever you want, Pumpkin," he said with a soft smile.

"Oh, really, Daddy?" she said happily. "Thank you so much!"

Eric smiled at her, but he was confused when she slid off the couch to the floor. When she pressed the inside of his right knee, he obliged and moved it out of her way. By the time he realized what she was doing, she had already fished his cock out of his shorts and it was in her warm, wet, welcoming mouth. He stared down at her, unable to believe it was happening.

Her eyes held him spellbound as she sucked more and more of his throbbing shaft between her lips. She moaned happily and her tongue lapped at the tip of his cock, teasing out a precious drop of his pre-cum. She was finally getting that long-awaited taste of him, and it was even better than she had hoped. He groaned, and the arousal was obvious in his voice and on his face. Cindy slurped him noisily, on fire with lust.

That lewd sound was what finally galvanized Eric into action. He blinked and shook his head. He had to put a stop to this! His hand shook when he finally managed to move—to do what he felt he had to.

She couldn't believe it when he put his palm on her forehead and pushed her away from him. She had no real choice but to let her daddy's delicious, tangy cock head slide from her lips.

Cindy pouted, pushing out her bottom lip and giving her father those huge eyes that made it impossible for him to say no. "But Daddy," she said, sliding up into his lap, "You promised we could do whatever I wanted."

He was so lost in her eyes he could only groan weakly in protest. She had distracted him again, and now she was getting what she really wanted. Her little hand lined up his throbbing boner with her drenched pussy lips and she sank down onto him. His hard cock filled her wet little pussy exactly the way she had imagined it would. She pumped her hips up and down, savoring the way her father's thick, veiny shaft stretched her wide open.

"Thank you, Daddy," she whimpered as she bounced in his lap.

"Oh, Cindy," he moaned. "We really have to stop. This is so wrong!"

She panted and looked into his eyes. After the way he had found the strength to stop her from sucking his dick, she worried he would put an end to this as well. If he grabbed her hips and lifted her up off of him with those strong arms, she would be powerless to stop him. That thick daddy-cock felt so perfect in her hungry little pussy. She just had to make him see how perfect it was...

"Daddy, please stop saying that! There's nothing 'wrong' about this," she moaned desperately.

She leaned back and lifted the bottom of her t-shirt. He couldn't help himself. He groaned and pushed his hips upward, watching those puffy pussy lips spread and take his thick shaft.

"See?" she panted, "It's so perfect, Daddy. My horny little pussy was made to take your wonderful daddy-cock!"

Just saying it out loud made her shudder and cry out in orgasm. He stared at her in disbelief. Where the fuck had this "daddy" and "daddy-cock" language come from? She had been using that breathy, "little girl" voice more often lately, but this? It made him feel dirty. It also made his cock as hard as it had ever been.

When she resumed rising and falling in his lap, he was stunned to realize it was because he had started actively fucking her. He was pulling her toward him as his hips bucked up, driving his hard shaft deeper with each thrust. Cindy's eyes rolled up and she moaned deliriously, "Ohhh, yes! Yes! Yes! Oh, Daddy, it's so good!"

"Oh, no!" he moaned, but he couldn't stop. That tight, wet, eager little pussy felt far too perfect the way it molded itself around his swollen erection. As much as he despised himself for continuing to fuck his daughter, it was clear to him that she truly loved it. Because he was so deeply conflicted, he let out a sob as he turned sideways on the couch, pushing his daughter onto her back.

Cindy was filled with panic when he did it, certain he was going to stop. She tried desperately to wrap her legs around him, but he seized her thighs and spread them wide open. Then he dropped his shorts, slid between her spread thighs and kept right on fucking her. Her tight little butt bounced up off of the cushion, welcoming each thrust. Her eyes shot open when the most intense orgasm yet rocked her body.

This was beyond anything Cindy had even dreamed. She could not believe how incredibly full her stretched pussy felt. Every nerve ending inside her was being pressed and squeezed and pounded. Her eyes locked on her father's lust-contorted face and she realized with shock that his big, thick cock had gotten even bigger inside her! Her pussy started spasming around that wonderfully filling daddy-cock as it drove in and out of her, and she squealed in surprise.

She was already coming again! Even harder! It was unbelievable!

The force of that orgasm hit her like a wall of water and she felt as if her mind was being washed away. She could think of nothing but the impossibly intense sensations emanating from her sweet little fuckhole.

My Daddy's sweet little fuckhole, she reminded herself. It was his now, and his rampant cock was vigorously laying claim to every millimeter of it.

Cindy came twice more, each new climax more intense than the one before it. She was moaning uncontrollably and then she felt him swell even further. Her voice was a high-pitched squeal when she begged him to come inside her.

"Oh, God, Daddy! Fill me up with that hot daddy-cum! Please!"

It had the exact opposite effect from what she had intended. Her father's eyes shot open wide and he shook all over as he leaped back from her heaving body. In his mind, she went from being eighteen years old and legally an adult to that innocent little girl he had always loved and protected. His self-loathing overcame his burning lust, and he was deeply ashamed.

"Oh, Cindy, I am so, so sorry!" he panted. "I almost came inside you just then. There is no excuse for that."

Actually, he had a multitude of excuses. He just chose to ignore them in that moment. Cindy did not. She reached for his cock, which was still completely hard and bobbing up and down in front of him. She felt her pussy flutter when she saw it glistening with her juices.

"Please, Daddy!" she pleaded, "I want you to come inside me!"

That only made it worse for him. He shook his head and leaned back to escape her grasp. Losing his balance, he fell back into the corner of the couch and his breath shot out with a loud whoosh. It took him a moment to draw air back into his lungs afterwards.

"Are you okay?" Cindy asked softly as she sat up and looked at his face. She was already sliding from the couch.

He nodded and sucked in a long, ragged breath. For just a moment he closed his eyes. When he opened them, Cindy was once again kneeling between his thighs and filling her mouth with cock. He was too winded to even groan in protest. He panted and struggled to stop her, knowing how close he was to erupting in her mouth.

It took every ounce of energy he had to push her away from him a second time. "No!" he barked. It was louder than he intended, and Cindy finally relented. She looked up at him and blinked. He flopped back in the couch, unaware how his thighs spread and his wet cock pointed almost straight up. He panted three times and then shook his head.

"It's not going in your mouth either," he groaned.

Cindy misunderstood. He refused to come in her pussy, and he said it wasn't going in her mouth...Her eyes widened as she jumped to the wrong conclusion. None of the eighteen-year-old boys she had dated had even tried to put anything in her ass. But...if that's what her Daddy wanted...her virgin butthole twitched and throbbed as she stared at her father's thick, wet dick.

"O-Okay," she whispered, swallowing hard.

She crawled back up onto his lap, but her knees kept her hips well above his. He let out a long, relieved breath, thinking it was over.

"I love you, Daddy," she said softly.

"I love you too, Pumpkin."

She kissed him softly on the lips and he wrapped his arms around her back and held her. She wasn't trying to push her tongue into his mouth, so he did not stop her from kissing him this time. He felt her little fingers wrap around his shaft when she reached down beneath her, but he just didn't have the strength left to fight her. She gently stroked him and he felt the head of his throbbing boner pressing between her shapely ass cheeks.

He thought she was going to stroke him until he came on her ass, and he could live with that. As turned on as he still was, it seemed like he needed this release as much as she wanted him to have it. She adjusted her grip and held him firmly as his thick knob rubbed up and down the crack of her ass. Cindy's mouth opened as she pulled her lips from his, and he felt her squeezing the tip of his cock between the cheeks of her sexy bottom.

So he thought anyway.

It was just fortunate that his dick was as wet as it was, between the copious pussy juices and saliva that coated it. Cindy didn't know she should have lubricated her tight teen asshole before pushing her father's hard cock into it. When he had been fucking her earlier, her pussy had been drooling all over him, but those fluids had also run down and soaked her asshole. It was all that kept her from being seriously hurt.

Cindy still could scarcely believe she was doing it when she pushed that fat mushroom head into her sensitive little butthole. It hurt, of course. She knew it would, and that just made her clench down on him. Intense pain shot through her when she did. It did not take Cindy long to figure out she needed to try to relax, but it took a little longer for her to figure out how to do it.

When she finally managed to relax her tight sphincter, she was shocked to feel half of that thick shaft slide right into her. Her eyes were still wide open and looking right into her father's eyes. She shuddered and he turned his head slightly to the side.

"Are you okay?" he asked gently.

She nodded, unable to speak. Her stretched asshole still ached, but—holy fuck! It felt amazing when that thick cock filled her ass!

It felt amazing for her father, too. He just didn't know he was pushing his cock into his daughter's asshole when he pumped his hips upward. He was under the impression that he was pumping it up and down the valley between her sexy cheeks, and that she was squeezing those cheeks around him. It was hot and snug and felt incredible.

When she felt him fucking her in the ass, Cindy was happy to give him what he wanted. She licked her dry lips and grunted softly as he drove more and more of his wonderful daddy-cock into her virgin backdoor. A satisfied little smile came to her lips when she realized that was no longer the case.

Not virgin anymore, she thought. Now all my holes belong to Daddy!

That thought was enough to make her shiver and come.

Eric couldn't believe how good his cock felt; couldn't stop thrusting his hips upward into that incredible welcoming embrace. It did cause him concern when he saw his daughter gasping and shaking in his lap. Before he could ask her again if she was alright, she panted and leaned back on his legs. Her hands gripped his thighs just above the knee, and her legs spread wide in front of him.

He didn't want to be aroused by looking at her sweet little pussy, but his eyes went there automatically as soon as her shirt rose up out of the way. Such a beautiful little fuzzy peach, he thought. Actually, it looks more like a clam, the way it's puckered up and closed like that. He realized that he could see the shaft of his cock pushing in and out, and his eyes widened in shock.

There was no mistaking the puckered ring of his daughter's asshole wrapped tightly around that plunging shaft. He licked his lips and stared, but couldn't stop thrusting in and out.

"Oh, God," he groaned.

His cock was swelling up inside that deliciously tight little hole. There was no holding back this time.

"Yes!" Cindy cried. She could feel it too, and knew she was about to finally get filled with daddy-cum.

"FUUUCK!" he bellowed, coming harder than he could ever remember in his life.

Cindy cried out again, delirious as she felt that molten eruption deep in her bowels. When she had leaned back, it had changed the angle of penetration, and her pussy had nearly exploded at the intense stimulation it suddenly received. This pushed her right over the edge. She joined her father in a spectacular shared orgasm.

For Eric, it was not merely the fantastic physical and visual stimulation that made this moment so incredible. It wasn't even the taboo of fucking his daughter—he hadn't ever wanted that to happen. He had long been turned on by the idea of anal sex. His ex had only allowed him to do it three times, and she had managed to ruin it for him each time.

The other handful of times he had actually gotten to fuck a woman in the ass had been way back when he was in college, and none of those women had really wanted to let him do it. It had never been as good for him as he had hoped, and none of those young women let him try it a second time.

This was his favorite fantasy come to life, and his daughter was clearly overjoyed to give it to him. He looked at her face smiling brightly in front of him, watched her coming spectacularly as he filled her tight asshole with his cock-juice, and his heart pounded in his chest.

"I love you so much!" he blurted.

Of course, that was while he was still coming. After he came down from that euphoric high, his guilt returned in full force. Cindy could see the sudden change on his face, and she sighed unhappily. When he insistently lifted her from his cock, she shivered, leaning forward to kiss him on the lips once more.

"I love you too, Daddy," she murmured.

Then she had to scurry into the bathroom. It felt like she had to take a massive poop. When she sat on the toilet, her father's sperm shot out of her freshly-fucked bottom and into the bowl. She looked down with her eyes wide in amazement. She had never seen so much of it at once before! He had really filled her up.

It was a surprise, really, when she didn't poop at all. After she was certain she wouldn't, she got up shakily and took a hot shower. She reached back and felt her asshole, still dilated from her father's thick cock. There was still more of his cum oozing out of her, and she moaned as her fingers worked into her tight bottom and felt his thick sperm.

Out in the living room, Eric heard her moan and snapped himself out of his guilty funk. He got up and staggered when he walked to the bathroom door. His legs were stiff after his earlier workout and all the straining he had done to try to keep his daughter at bay. He knocked softly on the bathroom door.

"Pumpkin? Are you all right in there?" he asked.

His voice was too soft. She couldn't hear him at all over the sound of the shower. Her fingers worked deeper into her ass, and she gasped "Oh, fuck!" at how intense it felt.

Eric heard her gasp, and it sounded like she was in pain. His eyes went wide. Had he hurt her? Impulsively, he opened the door and quickly stepped in. Knowing she was in the shower, he leapt over to the tub and whipped the shower curtain open. Cindy turned her head in surprise and just looked at him standing there. His eyes roamed over her, taking in the impossibly sexy vision of Cindy's voluptuous little body dripping water as she played with her asshole.

He still hadn't put his shorts back on, so there was nothing hiding the way his cock lurched back to life at that sight. Eric licked his lips and swallowed hard. It took him several seconds of staring before he managed to recall why he had dashed into the bathroom in the first place. He shook his head and looked at his daughter's face.

"You aren't hurt, are you?" he asked. His deep voice was surprisingly calm and gentle to his ears.