My Daughter Interrupts My Work

"Lick lower, Daddy." Her tone was softer, still commanding but a little sultry.

I gave her a bigger lick about an inch above her tit.

"Lick lower, Daddy." Her tone was mostly sultry with just a hint of command.

I gave her tit a large lick, a little above her areola. I knew I was close to crossing a line and should stop, but I was too far gone. She was in control now.

"Lick lower, Daddy." Her voice was thick with sultry lust.

I licked a circle around her nipple. I pulled back a bit to admire how excited I had made her nipple. I leaned forward and licked another circle around her nipple, then I took it into my mouth.

"Mmmmmm. Yes, Daddy. Suck on my nipple."

I sucked on it like I was a baby looking for sustenance. Her tit felt so good in my mouth. The skin was supple and had a youthful elasticity. I could slightly taste the rum and Coke, but I wasn't hungry for that - I was hungry for my daughter.

The rational part of my brain broke through and convinced me to stop. I released her nipple and looked at the monitor. I saw the word "missile". Then I was falling towards the floor. Jillian had pulled me out of the chair when I looked away and our bodies were moving downward. She softly landed and as I landed on top of her, she guided my mouth to her left nipple. I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked on it.

"That's want I want, Daddy," purred Jillian. "That feels so good. Aren't you enjoying paying attention to me?"

I mumbled something as I continued to suck on her left nipple. It did feel so good in my mouth. I ran my tongue around her nipple and popped it back in. As I sucked on her left nipple, I moved my hand up to her right tit. I cupped it, hefted it and tried to measure its perfection with my hand.

"I so like being my Daddy's girl," said Jillian.

When I had landed on Jillian, my crotch had wound up on top of her left thigh. She was now rubbing her thigh against my dick through my shorts. I was hard now, harder than I could ever remember being. It was like all the blood was rushing from my head to my crotch. All I could think of was my daughter's body.

Jillian put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me down her body. "I want you to make me happy," she said. "Lick lower, Daddy. Lower."

I slowly licked and kissed down her stomach. I didn't know what she wanted me to do, but I knew she knew and I let her control me. She moved her hands to the top of my head and ran her fingers through my hair, keeping up the pressure for me to move lower. I kissed further down, passing her pretty little belly button.

"Lower, Daddy," she said in a husky voice.

Further down she guided me, past the whiteness of her bikini line. She either hadn't been wearing panties under her nightshirt or she somehow slipped them off during our fall as she wasn't wearing any now. She didn't have much in the way of a bush - only an narrow strip about an inch long that was trimmed very short.

"Just a little lower, Daddy."

Finally, my mouth came to her shaved pussy. I parted her lips with my tongue and took a big lick down one side then back up the other.

"Oh, Daddy. That's where I want you to lick. Lick me 'til I cum, Daddy."

Her wish was my command. I took long licks at first to acquaint myself with the geography, so to speak. I lapped up some the musky fluids leaking from her pussy. She tasted tangy, with a hint of sweetness. Jillian continued to run her fingers through my hair to give me encouragement and keep me where she wanted me.

At first, Jillian only panted as I ate her, but as she got more stimulated, she started making little cries, arching her back and rocking from side to side. I slipped a finger inside of her. She wasn't a virgin, which didn't surprise me. Her mother had put her on birth control long ago because she suspected that someone as sexy as Jillian would one day want to explore sex. I licked and licked while plunging my finger in and out of Jillian.

From her cries and movement, I thought she was getting close to cumming. I concentrated my licking on the area around her clit. Sometimes I would circle it, sometimes I would lick down one side of it and up the other. I pumped her pussy with two fingers. Jillian's cries got louder and louder and her thrashings got stronger and stronger until she clamped my head with her thighs and screamed out a cry of pure joy.

I withdrew my fingers and waited to see what she wanted to do next. She held me there clenched between her thighs for several seconds then she released me as her legs slowly moved apart. When she had come back down from her orgasm, she lightly grabbed both sides of my head and pulled me up towards her head.

"You made me very happy, Daddy. Now I want to make you happy."

With one hand, she guided me to move my body over hers and with her other hand, she pulled my shorts and underwear down to my knees. I got them the rest of the way off. Once they were gone, she guided my manhood to her pussy. My head was at her opening and then I was sliding into her. She was so slick that I easily buried my full length into her.

"Yes, Daddy! This is what I want, Daddy! Now fuck me!"

And fuck her I did. She felt wonderful. It had been so long since I had fucked. For the last few years of my marriage, sex with my wife had been the same old, same old. By comparison, fucking Jillian felt like having sex for the very first time.

She felt wonderfully tight as I pumped in and out of her. Jillian was quite vocal, crying out "Oh!" every few seconds. She ran her hands under my shirt, sometimes up and down my side and sometimes up to my chest.

"Fuck me, Daddy! That feels so good!"

It was different fucking on the floor than on a bed, where I had always fucked before. I had my hands on the floor a little above her waist. Jillian rotated her hips up more and wrapped her legs around my arm so the inside of her knees were supported by my elbows. She held her feet well off the ground to give me a good angle. I felt more powerful in this position as it let me really pound into her.

"God yes, Daddy! Keep giving it to me!"

I didn't say anything. All of my focus, all of my thought, all of my soul was centered on fucking this beautiful woman with everything I had. Sex had never felt so good before.

"This is what I want, Daddy! Give me what I want!"

Her hair was splayed out behind her like a blond waterfall. She kept her eyes closed with a look of intense concentration on her face. I tried to grope one of her beautiful tits, but I couldn't fuck her with my weight on only one arm. I went back to pounding her with a steady rhythm.

"Am I making you happy, Daddy?" she asked.

"You are making me very happy," I said.

"If I lived with you, I could make you happy like this every night."

"I would love for you to make me happy like this every night."

"I need a car, Daddy, to live with you. Will you buy me a Lexus?"

"Yes, I'll buy you a Lexus."

If she had asked for me to buy her the Washington Monument, I would have agreed.

By this time, my arms were getting tired and my knees were a little sore. But it didn't matter - I was enjoying this so much that nothing would have slowed me down.

Jillian's cries got louder and louder as I continued to pound her. I hoped that she was close. I felt a tingling in my balls and knew that I was about to cum. At the same time, Jillian screamed out another cry of joy. Two more thrusts and I felt my cum flow down my body and out into her. I slowed my pace as I came and came. I was covered with sweat and felt so incredibly good. I eventually came to a stop.

Once all of my lust had been expelled into Jillian's beautiful body, the rational part of my mind started working again. What was going on at Strategic Command? I crawled over to my desk and stood up on my knees to read the latest entries in the chat session.

Blue Fish: Fourth nuke bird just launched

Blue Fish: This one is targeting Berlin

Blue Fish: That makes DC, New York, London and Berlin

I lived about five miles from the White House. If a nuclear bomb exploded in DC, my apartment building would be reduced to rubble.

"Daddy."

I turned to face Jillian. She was standing now. Her skin had a slight flush from our sexual workout. Her hair was tousled and spread out around her head like a halo. Her just-fucked look made her even more beautiful to my eyes.

"Daddy, let's go to bed in our bedroom. I want to make you happy again."

Well, if I had to go, I might as well go out happy.

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