“I want to suck on you,” Abby says into Mat’s mouth. His hand is down her shorts as they lay on the couch. He pauses the motion on his daughter’s clit, warm fingertips playing in her wetness.
He shakes his head.
“Not tonight, baby.”
“Why?”
“Because.”
“When, then?” she says softly. She knows he enjoyed what she did to him a few days ago. She also knows he has always been reluctant to let her gratify him. What she doesn’t understand is why.
Abby did a fantastic job sucking Mat’s dick for the first time, better than he’d anticipated, and for some reason, that scares him. He hasn’t let her do it since. Mat presses his lips together, sighing through his nose.
“Why won’t you let me?” Abby asks. Suddenly she doesn’t look sixteen. The seriousness in her features is deeper than her age. Mat pulls his hand out of her shorts.
“Because it’s one thing to make these lessons about you. To get you to understand your body and know what you’re capable of, that real pleasure should always be given to you. It’s another thing to make these lessons about me.” As much as he wants to teach her to stroke him and suck him and please him, that is what makes him most guilty. Wanting his daughter to do things to him, things he shouldn’t want.
Abby sits up a little, leaning on her elbow.
“Dad, you’re teaching me about sex. Shouldn’t that include how to pleasure people other than myself?”
“Not necessarily.” She gives him a look. “Abby, you don’t need to worry about pleasing other people right now. Can’t you just be content with what I do to you?”
“Why is it bad if we focus on you?”
“I’ve told you, this isn’t about me.”
“What if I want it to be?” Mat’s dark eyes stare at his daughter. She stares right back. “If you’re worried I’ll want to practice what you teach me on other people, you don’t need to be.” Her addressing that topic makes his concern on the matter all the more real in spite of her saying it won’t happen.
“Abby…”
“I know that you treat me better than all those boys in my school ever would. I know you care about me, that you want to preserve my youth as much as you can. But you like being this way with me. And I like it, too. It’s just us. I want to please you as much as you please me.”
“Not tonight.” Normally she wouldn’t push this, wouldn’t argue with her dad’s firm tone, but all the waiting is making her crazy.
“What are you afraid of?” she demands. Mat immediately sits up, Abby’s legs across his lap. She’s taken aback by his sudden posture, the hard look on his face.
“I’m afraid of pushing you too far.” His deep voice keeps her silent. “I do like being this way with you, Abigail, but I have to control myself. If we do make this about me, we may end up doing things that… you might not like.” Mat watches her every nuance as she processes his words. Mostly she’s curious how deep a gutter his mind really is. What kind of stuff does he want to do with her? Haven’t they done a lot already?
“Maybe I will like it.” Those are the words she decides on. Mat closes his eyes, inhaling slowly.
“Just because you may like it doesn’t mean we should do it.”
“Why?” Mat opens his eyes.
“Because this isn’t about me.”
“If you’re trying to make this about me, then give me what I want.”
“What do you want?”
“For you to give in!” They glare at each other, Abby’s words lingering between them.
“I want you to stop keeping yourself from me, to stop holding back. You like pleasing me. Did it ever occur to you that I like pleasing you?” He doesn’t answer. “This isn’t just about me anymore. It’s about us. Stop being afraid of pushing me away, of frightening me. I’m not afraid to be with you. I trust you more than anyone in the world. I want to make you happy.”
“You do make me happy,” he says quietly. She’s a good person, a beautiful girl with her head on straight, a teenager on the honor roll who listens to her father and rarely talks back. She’s a model daughter whom Mat has always loved as his own.
Abby reaches down between them and grabs his dick outside his pants.
“I want to make this happy,” she says, and her fierce conviction, her certainty and her sexiness get him hard so fast she can feel it grow. Mat kisses her. She returns his fervor.
When these lessons first started, Mat never allowed himself expectations. His fantasies were countless, his hopes secret and colorful, but his intentions remained on her importance. Mat told himself it was okay to teach Abby these things, she’s old enough to know about sex, to have it herself. Girls have given birth younger than her. He isn’t trying to warp her perception on how sex should be, to take away her innocence for himself and turn her into a toy for his own use. Every touch and kiss and lick has been done with respect and love. He wants her happy, and if she wants that physical gratification from him, he wants to give it to her.
Now she wants more. He isn’t pushing her, she’s pulling him, asking him to take these steps with her. She wants to please him, and she arrived at this decision on her own. Mat has never been more turned on.
He stands up with Abby in his arms and walks upstairs. She nips at his neck, rolling her body against him, her ass in his hands. She’s ecstatic. She knows she has won.
“If I ever do anything you don’t like,” he begins as he walks them into his room.
“You’ve never done anything I don’t like,” Abby interjects.
“There’s still a lot more I can do with you, baby.”
“Then show me.” Mat sets Abby on her feet and pulls off her shirt. His hard chest is already bare as he reaches down and grabs her tiny shorts, sliding them over her perfect ass, the round curve of her behind straining to be free of her bottoms. Mat gropes her chest and waist and ass as she pulls at him. He doesn’t think she’ll truly be fearless when trying new things, but that’s ok. Sex is meant to be an adventure.
“You say you like pleasing me?” he asks before their tongues lick together.
“Yes.”
“I know a way we can please each other at the same time.” She smiles. “Come here.”
Mat goes to the bed and lays down first. Flat on his back, Abby watches him pull off his boxers, his perfectly straight, thick cock standing at attention. He’s a mound of dark muscle, and he’s all hers.
“Come sit on my face,” he says, and she turns beet red. Maybe it’s the context, the way he worded it, but it shocks her, the blood rush tingling under her cheeks. He smiles at her, all white teeth in his naturally tanned face. He likes that she isn’t totally fearless. If she were, he’d never see this look on her face.
Abby remembers when her dad took her to the movies then fingered her in a dark room full of people. He said trying new things might be scary, but she may end up liking it. She heeds that advice as she crawls onto the bed.
“Face that way,” he says, nudging his head toward his lower half. She can feel her face flame as she swings a leg over him, kneeling above her father with his head beneath her. His warm hands are on her thighs, comforting her. She lowers herself onto him, lining up her cute little pussy with his mouth, and the moment his tongue touches her, she forgets why she was so nervous in the first place.
“Oohhhh,” she moans as Mat eats her, his hands on her ass encouraging her to sit completely on him. The feel of being trapped under her is painfully arousing. She wasn’t wrong earlier – he does absolutely love pleasing her.
“Daddy,” she purrs, and can’t help herself when she starts humping his face. Mat loves it. He keeps his tongue wide, his mouth sucking as she sits on it. He suckles her, nursing her clit, trying to lick inside her. The taste of her virtue is the most delicious thing in the world. Her smell makes him harder than steel, the noises she makes he could listen to forever. And she’s all his.
Abby rides Mat’s face, loving this new way of oral sex. Her hands press onto his chest for balance as his tongue plays the role of a pony. She’s mounted on him and she loves it. Her dad’s mouth is so skilled.
She sits this way for a while, enjoying this new position, slowly moving up and down, back and forth. It feel so natural to ride his mouth this way, much different than she anticipated it would. When she opens her eyes again, they land on Mat’s dick, solid and waiting. He’s so busy down there it’s manifesting at his crotch. She now understands what he meant by ‘please each other at the same time’. The way she is above him has his aching length pointing directly at her.
Abby leans forward, grabs his cock, and starts stroking it. Mat hums under her, his hips flexing at her touch. She plays with it, rubbing the hole at his tip, the ridge of his head, all the way down his shaft. She curiously reaches for his balls, her fingertips gliding along the delicate, sensitive skin of his scrotum. She’s never touched him here before, but she thinks he likes it when he hums again.
Abby likes being at this angle, Mat’s lower half exposed to her, ready for her. She experiments as she has always wanted to, touching him all over. She continues moaning from his actions as she licks her hand and begins jacking him off.
“Aah,” Mat groans before licking her again. His arms are around her thighs, holding her down on him as his hips slightly thrust into her hand. Abby loves it so much, she lays her naked body flat against him and puts his impassioned organ in her mouth.
“Oh fuck,” Mat hisses, reaching down and putting both hands on the back of her head. She likes his assertive reaction, hungrily moving him around in her mouth. She is liking this position more and more. They can both have their mouths on each other at the same time.
Mat is loving this, too. He leans his head forward to eat his daughter as she works him with her mouth. She’s licking and sucking him like he’s a melting ice cream cone. He tastes just the way she remembers; musty and warm and very much male. He’s hung like a man should be, and she treats it the way a woman should. She isn’t a woman yet, but that doesn’t stop her from worshipping her dad’s cock. This is only the second time he’s been in her mouth -the second time anyone’s been in her mouth- but she acts as if she isn’t new to it. She has wanted this since the last time she did it. She loves pleasing her daddy.
Mat keeps his hands in her hair as he licks her pussy, her tight, silky body laying relaxed on him. He didn’t want to do this. He voiced his fears to her, and when he thought she would be put off by it, she brushed it under the rug faster than he could rebuttal. She said she trusts him more than anyone, and hearing that made him feel a little better. Less like a selfish monster and more like the loving father he’s trying to be.
He does love her, and right now he’s trying to show her. When she starts humping his face faster, he knows it’s working.
Mat rubs his mouth all over her, his tongue making contact with every crevice of her wet cunt. The action ignites her orgasm. She pulls off his cock to moan aloud.
“Oh god, daddy, I need to cum!” she cries, and it only drives him further. Not a second later her insides release a flood of butterflies. Abby moans in her darling soprano voice as she cums sweetly against her dad’s face, thighs spread as far as they’ll go while she humps his tongue. Flickers of pleasure work through her as she drops down and starts sucking him again.
Mat moans into her flexing hole, enjoying the taste of his daughter’s orgasm, her mouth on him again.
The tingling inside her subsides, but her vigor doesn’t. Abby sucks Mat like a bitch in heat, actively sucking him, her mouth a vacuum. He pulls his head back to groan, mind blown by her enthusiasm.
“Fuck, baby, don’t stop,” he breathes. Mat fists Abby’s hair and begins thrusting into her upside-down mouth. He didn’t do this last time. He let her go at her own pace. What is he thinking? He can’t fuck his daughter’s face. But god, does it feel good. And she likes it. Abby hums around him, holding his base with both hands, letting him do what he needs. He loves it so fucking much.
Back and forth he moves in her throat, and the tightness is so great his sperm starts churning in his balls.
“Baby, baby, oh fuck, Abby, I’m going to cum,” Mat chokes. She doesn’t stop and neither does he. They meet each other’s fervent nature, Mat bucking under her, into her face, and when the pressure inside him is too much, it bursts eagerly out of him.
“Aaaahhhhh,” Mat sighs, feeling his cum spray over and over into Abby’s mouth, fingers twisted in her hair. She can only fit the first part of his length, but she keeps it all in, drinking everything he gives her. His hot cum filling her hot mouth is like an oven, cock throbbing gloriously with his release.
“Ohh you’re such a good girl. Swallow all of that, baby,” he encourages before leaning forward to eat her some more, tasting her aroused flesh as his twitches inside her. She loves his words. If swallowing his salty sperm makes him this happy, she’ll do it whenever he wants.
Mat keeps eating his daughter as he holds her head on him, slowing humping into her mouth until he’s completely done. When there’s no question of any lingering seed trying to escape him, he unwinds his hands from her hair. She lovingly cleans his cock as he lays limp beneath her, letting her suck him some more. She really does love pleasing him.
Eventually she moves off him, turning so she can lay her head on his chest, both of them panting. When their breath has slowed to a normal pace, Abby speaks.
“Can we do that again?” Mat smiles.
