Family Ties/Watching Daddy Masturbate
"Okay," Daddy says. "I will never expect you to do anything you aren't happy with."
You smile uncertainly, not sure what he means. He wraps his hand around the stiff shaft again and starts sliding the loose skin up and down. You watch, fascinated, as the bulbous head pops in and out.
"For a man, it can feel a bit like actually having sex," he says. "You just have to use your imagination. Of course, if there is a pretty girl like you involved, it's a lot better."
His hand is moving rhythmically up and down and you realise that he's looking at you while jerking off. "Is he thinking about having sex with me," you think. You never thought much about it before, but it seems that these days there are a lot of things going on in your family that people hide from you. Timmy spends ages in front of his computer and he is always trying to look at Mom's boobs or up her skirt. Heather and Jason have been acting weird too, but they are teenagers so it's expected.
Dad's frowning a little as he keeps on stroking. "It helps to have something to get the imagination going," he says. Maybe you could help out."
"What do you mean?"
"Well. Sometimes I look at pictures of naked girls and imagine that I am making love to them. Maybe, if I could see more of you."
"But I don't have big boobs or anything."
"That's fine. Your little boobies are perfect."
You shrug. It's not as if he hasn't seen them before. They're not even really boobs, more like small mounds with pink nipples. You cross your arms, catch hold of the hem of your T-shirt and strip it over your head. You are suddenly conscious that your nipples are stiff and hope he won't notice.
"Mmmm! Lovely," he says and his hand speeds up a little. His tongue comes out and he licks his lips. "You know... No it's too much."
"What?" Standing in front of your Dad, hall naked, while he jerks off, is sending shivery feelings up from between your legs.
"What would really help... But only if you want to... Is if you let me see your pussy."
Part of your brain says "RUN AWAY," but the other part, the naughty part that takes control when you ride Teddy, takes over. You take a pace back and unbutton the waistband of your skirt. Then you slide the zip down and start tugging it over your hips. Acting on an impulse, you turn your back before pulling the skirt right down and stepping out of it. Hearing a moaning noise, you look round over your shoulder to see your Daddy's hand is going even faster.
"Don't stop there," he says, his voice sounding strange.
You bend forward and wiggle your butt, making him groan again and you can't help but giggle. You stand up straight, still facing away, and hook your thumbs in the elastic at the waist of your panties. Then you tug them down over the swell of your bottom and let them drop. Then you turn round to face your Daddy.
Unfortunately, your feet are tangled up in your panties and you end up falling on your knees, right in front of him. As you fall forward, you open your mouth and take a breath to yell out, but you can't because, all of a sudden, your mouth is full of something. You freeze as you realise that it's Daddy's cock and not only is it in your mouth, but it's pulsing and jerking. Then, before you can do anything about it, it's squirting salty, gooey stuff. You have no option but to swallow, and keep on swallowing and sucking as long as it keeps squirting.
You have heard of blowjobs. The girls at school are all agreed that there is no way they would ever let a boy put his dirty cock in their mouths, but here you are sucking on your Daddy's cock and swallowing his baby juice. The traitorous naught part of your brain has taken over again and you are licking and sucking as if you are enjoying the experience.
Eventually, you feel it shrinking and sit up, letting it flop out of your mouth. "I'm sorry Pumpkin," he says, and reaches out to lift you onto his lap. You don't know whether to laugh or cry as he hugs you tight, telling you that he didn't mean for that to happen and pleading with you to keep it a secret. He leans over, picks up your T-shirt and uses it to wipe your face. At this point it dawns on you that, sitting astride his lap as you are, your itchy, wet pussy is right on top of his cock.