T4A Pt. 03: Small World, Big Booty

Mike can't stop himself from looking over Willow's body. The wildly curly, light-brown hair hanging past her shoulders frames a beautiful round face with big brown eyes sitting above a cute nose. A small mouth with full lips and a thin neck leads down to a smooth chest exposed by a light blue tank top. The tank top was tight, showing off her equally tight, petite torso. White bra straps peek from under the top. He knows from looking in her laundry that she wears a 34b. The same size her mother was. The top is short, exposing a few inches of her flat stomach. Mike can't help but feel proud of how exotic and pretty his daughter is. His cock responds as his eyes lower further. Willow is wearing a short khaki skirt. It's stretched tight across her ass and thighs, the seams strained. Willow is a lighter-skinned version of her mother, petite up top, but below the waist, the teenager had a truly magnificent, incredibly firm, ridiculously large for her frame, world-class ass. The most incredible thing about it was that you couldn't tell from the front. Her narrow waist and thick thighs hid its magnificence. It wasn't until you saw her in profile or from behind that its true scope was revealed. This regularly led to a trail of comments in her wake.

Willow's father couldn't help thinking of times he had admired her ass from behind. This summer had been especially fruitful as she spent most days lying out by their pool. Michael had given Willow money for clothes when summer started, hoping the Florida heat would influence her purchases. Her new clothes did not disappoint, especially her bikinis, which became smaller every year. He remembers how he used to tease her mother that her side of the family was obviously responsible for their daughter's prodigious curves, usually while grabbing his wife's almost as large, but equally sexy ass. He glances at his late wife's photo hanging on his office wall and smiles. A sound from Willow draws his attention back to her. He admires her bare legs and wonders what her panties look like. He notices her squirm in his chair as she reads.

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III: ...Obviously you're into it.

"Damn, Dad." Says Willow, finishing reading both the chat and texts. "Do you do this kind of thing a lot?" she asks, swiveling in his chair to look at him.

Mike Thompson can't help but appreciate the confidence his daughter exudes under the circumstances. "No. No...not a lot...no." he lamely offers. Willow gives him a credulous look. "I mean, usually about once a month...but it's not usually like this. I mean, the conversations aren't usually this...intense." Mike stammers, trying to appease what he thinks must be his daughter's chief concern, that he's some kind of gross internet predator.

"Yeah, it is pretty intense," Willow states, the word intense congers the thought of Jack Byrne pounding away on Sara's pussy. Willow's hips involuntarily move in the chair. "So, it's obvious you didn't know you were talking to Sara, like, the Sara we know. So, you just chat with young girls, and what, get them to tell you their fantasies? Or what?" She asks.

"It's hard to explain honey. It's...I like hearing about other people's fantasies. Sometimes I chat with someone who's confused by their feelings, and I can't help but try to help them. You know?" Mike offers, hoping for a positive reaction.

"I can see that. It seems like you really did help Sara. You put "older men" in your interest, so that means you only want to chat with younger girls? Like my age?"

"Um, well, you see..." the father stumbles, trying to form a reply.

"Do you get them to send you pics and vids Dad? Is that why you target young girls?" Willow asks, the words more accusatory than her actual tone. If her dad wasn't on the defensive, he might have noticed her slight grin as she asked. The girl thought she already knew the answer was no, but couldn't help asking anyway, enjoying making her dad a little uncomfortable.

"No! Willow. No, usually they don't send me anything. That's not what it's about. I swear." The father states emphatically.

"I believe you, Dad. I can tell you just wanted to help Sara." Willow lets her father off the hook, then adds: "I think you really did." She can't help but giggle thinking again about the absurdity of the situation. And again, the reality; her friend likely getting fucked at this moment by her own father. Willow stifles a moan.

"So, you want to talk to girls who have... things for their dads? You like incest? Is that your kink Dad?? she asks forthrightly.

"What...No....Jesus baby...I...I..." Mike really flails, not having expected Willow to "get there" and outright ask.

"Come on Dad, obviously you're into it." She lets the statement hang between them.

Mike feels his face get hot like he's been caught in a lie. His brain short circuits. He shakes his head no repeatedly, hoping the words will magically come. They do not. He can only stand and look at his daughter. He sees a big smile form on her face.

Cracking up, Willow says: "You're so busted Daddy. Oh my god." She looks at him and laughs harder, enjoying his unease. She swivels the chair back and forth, enjoying her victory.

Willow Thompson has been teasing for the sake of teasing up til this point. Suddenly the weight of her discovery begins to sink in. She contemplates what to do next. That gnawing sensation deep inside her and her horny 19-year-old pussy help make her decision. After a few seconds, she says: "It's ok Dad. I thought it was really hot too."

"You...did?" Mike asks.

"Yeah. I mean it's obvious Sara has been thinking about fucking her dad for a while. I'm glad she got what she wanted. I'm sure her dad's not complaining," she laughs.

"Yeah, probably not." Mike can't help but laugh with his daughter. They laugh together. Mike thinks maybe it's over, maybe she will drop it.

"You know what part really got me?" she asks.

"No...uh...no..." Mike replies, both excited and nervous for her answer.

"The part where she talks about wanting to do it without a condom. I've never done it without a condom either, Dad. And then letting her dad cum inside her..." Willow plainly states, knowing she is crossing a line with her father. Her pussy drools into her panties.

"God baby," Mike answers looking down at her still smiling face.

"And you know what else, I think that's the hottest thing I've ever heard too," she says implicating her father using his own words.

Mike is lost for words and can only stare at his daughter and marvel at her naughtiness. His cock swells in his pants.

"So, how long have you been thinking about fucking me, Dad? Willow asks her father point-blank, willingly changing their relationship forever.

"Jesus Christ, baby... I..." Mike can't bring himself to answer.

"That long, huh? Wow... Did mom know?" The question forms as she's speaking it.

Mike, nodding his head, "Yeah...she did."

Holy shit, Willow thinks as her brain and pussy both react to her father's admission. "So...you would...If I wanted to?"

"God, baby...we can't...you know?" Mike stutters, realizing this is the last chance to detour this conversation.

"What? We can't have sex Daddy? Why not? You said you think about it. You told Sara it was ok for her to fuck her dad. But if I want to, we can't? Why?" The daughter asks her father plainly, using his own words and actions against him again.

The tone of her questions reminds Mike of Willow's mother. Straight to the point. Everything boiled down to a yes or no question. All other considerations waylaid. "God baby. It's not that simple.... It...." Mike makes one last attempt to honor his personal pledge that he'd never cross this line with his daughter.

"Wait, so you're telling me, if I sit up here on your desk-" as she speaks Willow rises to her feet, turns, and hops onto the edge of her father's desk, her panties peeking from under her short skirt. "-and spread my legs like this-" she says spreading her thick thighs until her panties are in plain view. " -and tell you I want you to fuck me-" she says looking into her father's eyes. " -you're telling me you don't want to?" She gives her dad the same incredulous look as earlier.

Mike Thompson takes in his daughter's beauty, takes a deep breath, then forces it out between pursed lips. "Willow, honey, are you sure?" he asks.

"Dad, is you dick hard?" she asks her father.

Mike touches his hard cock through his shorts, "Very," he answers his daughter simply, knowing their relationship was now in new territory.

"If you take it out..." Willow says looking down at her spread-wide crotch. She lowers one hand and slides her fingers under the edge of her panties and then pulls them aside, displaying her pussy to her father for the first time, "...you can put it in here, and fuck your little girl til you shoot your cum deep inside me Daddy."

The conversation now over, Willow's father undoes his shorts and lowers them, releasing his erect cock for the second time this afternoon. "You're so fucking sexy baby," he says stepping forward, lining his erection up with his daughter's opening.

"I wish I knew you thought so Dad, you could have been my first," the teenager offers regretfully, then lovingly adds, "but you can be the first to cum inside me." They both moan and lean into a passionate kiss. Mike pushes forward, his cock probing Willow's mound, he can feel her heat.

Willow reaches down and using her hand, lines her father up for penetration, he begins to push into her. They both moan. Mike slowly but steadily sinks into his daughter, all the way, his balls now pressed between them, he stays still and takes in the sensation of being inside his own child. The wet heat, the soft enveloping walls. He breaks their kiss. "You feel so good, baby," he tells his daughter.

"Your cock feels so good Daddy, oh my god," the 19-year-old offers, adding: "It feels so much better than a rubber, fuck, Dad, I can feel you!" she says leaning back, holding herself up with both arms, looking into her father's face.

Mike slowly pulls his cock back, before pushing back in. Father and daughter moan, groan, and offer an expletive in heavy breaths. This is repeated for several minutes. The emotional intensity increases to match the speed and force of their fucking, both are lost in lust and love for the other.

Why did she never think about it before Willow wonders in the back of her mind as her Dad begins to drive his cock into her pussy with power. She feels a deep connection. A deeper level of trust and love with her father, as he fucks her, than she's ever felt with any of her other lovers.

Mike marvels at the ease with which Willow surrendered to her need and desire. The father had fantasized about fucking his own daughter for so long, it always seemed so naughty, so taboo, so wrong. He is surprised at how right it feels. Watching his cock slide in and out of her teenage pussy now seems completely natural.

Father and daughter moan and kiss, encouraging each other with groans and grunts and naughty words as they begin to bang their genitals together with unrestrained hunger. The home office fills with the sound of fucking and dirty talk. Both Willow and Mike sweat from the exertion.

As Mike Thompson fucks his willing daughter, his hard cock plowing her soft, hot flesh; the doctor's broad intellect is reduced to a single animalistic instinct, fucking his little girl until they both cry out in pleasure. The repeated meeting of their crotches produces a wet smack, increasing in volume to match the couple's elicit moans of libidinous pleasure.

Willow feels her pussy creaming all over her Dad's cock. She's never been this wet before. There's a rapidly rising pressure building inside her like she's never felt, almost like needing to pee. Her mind panics, thinking there's something wrong. It's rising faster than she expected. She has no control over it, "Ohhh fuck Dad what are you doing to meeeee..." she screams as her pussy contracts, spasms, and convulses. A new level of pleasure overtakes her entire body as her pussy ejaculates for the first time. Willow can feel the fluid exploding through her causing body shuddering convulsions.

Mike feels his daughter shudder and shake. Starting in her pussy then rippling through her whole body. Suddenly, he feels streams of hot fluid shooting forcefully against his pubis. He steps back quickly, leaving his daughter empty, spread on his desk, to watch her pussy squirt. He watches her cunt contract and expand multiple times as thick spurts of heavy fluid shoot out in arcing streams. He's never seen a sexier sight.

Willow's head is thrown back, her mouth hanging open, a continuous, guttural groan emitting from deep inside her. Her body continues to convulse as the teenager sucks air in gulping breaths. As the fog of orgasm dissipates, she feels an emptiness. She sees her dad standing, watching her, his cock bobbing, his lower half drenched. "Dad, fuckkkkk..." she groans.

Mike steps to his daughter and pushes himself back inside. "Sorry baby. I wanted to see you cum." He says and resumes pumping her swamped cunt. "Fuck... you're so... fucking sexy... baby... I love you... so much," he says tenderly between thrusts.

"Mmm...goddd...Daddy...ohhh...fuck....you're fucking...me...you're fucking...me...so...hard...Daddy...I love it... I love you, Daddy." The girl says lustfully to her father, their faces nearly touching.

"Fuck...baby...Daddy's gonna...cum...fuckkkk...gonna cum...inside...you...inside...your...pussy..." Mike huffs, feeling himself nearing the cliff.

"Do it daddy....oh...my god...Dad...yessss....Do it...shoot it...shoot it inside me....Dad...I want your...cum...in...me," Willow cries between her father's pounding thrusts.

"Baby....Fuckkkkkkkk..." Mike yells, looking into his daughter's eyes as his scrotum contracts and his cock expands. With one final violent thrust, the father slams himself into his daughter's pussy and cums.

Father and daughter groan breathlessly, forehead to forehead, as he ejaculates inside her, his cock discharges again and again, bathing her insides with seminal fluid, depositing his seed at the entry to her womb.

Mike and Willow stay frozen for several minutes, breathing hard, enjoying the feeling and closeness of each other. They kiss and nuzzle, each slick with a thin sheen of perspiration. Mike shrinks and eventually steps back, breaking their union. He falls into his chair and takes in the sight before him.

Willow leans back on one elbow, her free hand goes to her swollen, sodden, sex. She runs a finger through her slit, delicately tracing her folds. Her hair is matted, her top damp from sweat. Her skirt and panties are soaked from her juices, her excretions drip from the edge of the desk. The teenager feels satisfied, confident, and sexy exposed to her father, watching from inches away.

Mike observes the sexy sight, still catching his breath. He watches as his daughter uses two fingers to collect a glob of his jizzum from her pussy. She brings it to her face and exams it before looking at him and putting the fingers in her mouth, sucking them clean. "My first creampie," she says, giving him a naughty smile.

"God damn, Cupcake." Her dad chuckles, invoking a childhood nickname.

Willow's abused pussy quivers at the utterance. Savoring the taste of his cum, no, his sperm she thinks, she wonders if they've just made a baby? She had had the brief realization, right as her dad was about to enter her for the first time, that she would, very definitely, need to get Plan B contraceptive tomorrow. But now, with the way she feels, and the way her dad is looking at her, she isn't as sure.