05. Lacey's Birthday

I appreciate everyone's encouragement as I learn to craft my stories. I love comments, (especially the nice ones!) Things are heating up at the cabin for 18 year old Lacey and her daddy. Hope you enjoy!

Last night after our time in the hot tub, I carried Lacey to her bed and tucked her in. While she drifted off, I got myself a shot of bourbon. I had been limiting my alcohol intake lest I lose control of my willpower. I turned off all the lights, brushed my teeth and took a piss. When I checked on her, she was sleeping soundly. My little girl, now all grown up... well okay, barely grown up. After all, she had just turned 18 and recently graduated from high school. Now I'm responsible for her education and I'm elated by her progress. I've been taking it slowly this week, the two of us hidden away at our family lakeside cabin. It's time to speed things up. I've been patient with her, but I've waited long enough. She is ready.

I looked down at my daughter's beautiful face while she slept, wanting to feel those pouty lips around my cock. She was covered only by thin sheets. As her chest gently rose and fell with her breathing, I reached down to tug on the sheet and expose her full round tits. Damn, those tits of hers are perfect. Her rosy nipples were begging for me to kiss and suck them again.

Immediately I got hard. All I could think about was how badly I want to fuck my little girl's sweet little pussy. I fisted my cock thinking about how tight she will feel around me as I slowly slide my 8 inches into the warmth of her virgin cunt for the very first time. My own little teenage slut, ripe and ready for me to defile.

As I stroked my dick, she tossed and turned, opening her thighs and fully exposing her body. I saw her bare pussy and that's all it took to put me over the edge. As my balls tightened and my cock spasmed, thick hot cum spurted all over my hand as I grunted her name. I really wished my wife, Kat, was here with us. I could be coming in her mouth or ass instead of wasting it in my hand. It won't be wasted again, I thought with a smirk, envisioning my pearly cream dripping from Lacey's glistening pink slit.

Now, drinking my morning coffee on the deck while she sleeps, the sun warms my naked body. I fantasize about spreading my daughter's pussy lips to suck her clit, swirling it with my tongue, nipping at it with my teeth. I want to slip my fingers into her warm, wet slit as she pants and moans for her daddy. I imagine the entrance to her tight virgin pussy and the head of my thick cock poised, desperate to enter the point of no return and claim her cherry. I have waited for this moment ever since my wife told me how her daddy did the same to her.

The thought of cumming inside my gorgeous 18-year-old daughter makes me lightheaded. I know she's ready. She's practically begging for it, though she doesn't know what 'it' is. I'm not sure where it's going to happen. The bed is the easiest, but I will let the situation present itself.

I hear the door to the deck open and see Lacey looking for me. She must have learned her lesson yesterday as she is following the rules and not wearing any clothes, her young body radiant in the morning sun. I wouldn't have minded putting her over my lap again for another spanking, but I'm glad she is starting to feel comfortable naked in my presence. I can't wait to take her shopping to update her wardrobe, but out here in the woods I prefer her naked. Vulnerable.

"Good morning, baby girl," I call to her. She sees me and I gesture for her to climb onto my lap. She fits easily and I ask, "Do I get a morning kiss?"

She giggles and says, ""Of course, Daddy! I was hoping you would ask." She leans in with parted lips and her tongue peeks out of her mouth as she kisses me. Her soft warm lips press to mine, opening for my tongue to find hers. She's growing more confident, my little girl, I think to myself with pride. My daughter is going to make such a good cum slut. Warm tingling starts in my core and floods my body. She laughs again. "Your cock is poking me again, Daddy. Is it feeling good?"

"Now that you are finally awake and sitting on my lap, yes, it feels good, sweetheart. You make it feel really good," I tell her as I kiss her forehead.

"Can I touch it again, Daddy?" she asks shyly.

"If you want, baby girl." She climbs off my lap to kneel in front of me and wraps her little hand around my cock as it grows in her grip. As it swells to full size, she can no longer encircle its girth in one hand and she brings her second hand to it.

"That's right, Lacey, just like that," I groan, intoxicated by the thought of training my own daughter to please my body with hers. How can it be wrong when it feels so fucking right? "Baby, can you squeeze my nut sack with one hand? Just reach down under my cock and you will feel it. Put your hand around it."

She reaches down cautiously wrapping my sack with her hand.

"You can tug on it a little bit. It makes it feel even better." She gently pulls at it so I give her more encouragement. "A little harder, baby girl. You won't hurt daddy, I promise. I bet you can make a little daddy juice come out of my cock."

With that, she tugs harder on my balls, squeezing them in her palm, and when I wrap my hand around her little fist on my cock, sure enough, precum starts dripping from my piss hole. She watches with wonder and delight as the precum glistens on the head of my cock and she reaches up to touch it, spreading it slickly around my thick knob.

"That's good, baby," I whisper. "Real good."

My god, it's not even 9am and she's jerking me off.

"If you keep doing that, I'll cum." She looks at me confused.

"Remember when my daddy juice -- a lot of it -- came out of my cock yesterday? That's called cum or sometimes we say spunk or cream. When that happens, I might make funny noises because it feels so good, but you aren't hurting Daddy at all, I promise. In fact, if you want, to show me how much you love me, you can stroke it even harder."

She looks at me with her big brown eyes and murmurs, "Okay, Daddy." She slides her hands around my cock with a tight grip and starts to pump my slick cock. As I watch my daughter's little hands work my dick harder, her tits start to bob, and her breathing quickens with the exertion. Her soft, plump lips purse as she concentrates on the task at hand and her tongue darts out of her mouth. Today it's easier for me to delay my gratification and I hold off for a bigger release. She's working hard and I encourage her, "You are doing so good, Lacey baby, just keep doing what you are doing to Daddy's cock. I can feel how much you love me. Make Daddy cum, baby girl... I need to cum."

With that she looks up at me and her shining eyes meet mine, full of adoration, and that's all it takes for my release, streams of thick cum hitting her neck and chest. I groan loudly as I keep shooting my load, "Yes, baby girl, Daddy loves you so much. Don't stop yet... you make Daddy feel so good, " I beg as my cock continues to pump its seed over her body, her hands filling with my wet sticky cum.

Finally, it slows. She looks up at me with a proud smile. "Look, Daddy! Your juice is all over me!"

"Try a little taste, Lacey," I urge her. "Some people really like it."

She licks the head of my cock still wet with cum. "It's warm and a little salty, Daddy. It tastes good." She sucks more cream off her fingers and my balls tighten as I watch my daughter feast on my cum. I scoop some off her chest and hold it to her mouth and she hungrily slurps it from my fingers, taking her time to suck each of my fingers clean.

Fuck, she really is a cum slut. I wasn't expecting her to like it as much as she apparently does. Lucky me!

"Lick my cock clean too," I press her. "Be a good girl. Show me how much you love my cum."

She drops her head and wraps her lips around the head of my cock, sucking and licking it clean. I close my eyes and enjoy the feel of my daughter's mouth on my body, taking care of my needs. My heart is so full right now.

"Good girl," I whisper. She grins at me, her lips glossy with cum.

"That's a nice way to start my day," I say to her. "What next? Do you want some real breakfast?"

"Breakfast sounds yummy, but maybe I should take a shower first."

I rather like the thought of her covered in my spunk all day, but I'll save that for another time. Instead, I tell her to go take a shower while I fix breakfast.

She comes out of the bedroom 20 minutes later. Fruit and pancakes are on the table. I need to go to town to pick up some more groceries and supplies.

I drink my coffee and watch her pick at her food. "Aren't you hungry, sweetheart?" I ask.

She looks at me with a worried look. "Daddy? Should we be doing this? I mean, it feels really good and I want to be here with you, but... but..."

"But what, baby girl?" I interrupt.

"But I don't think I am supposed to lick your cock like that," she whispers miserably. "You're my daddy."

"Oh sweetheart, is that what you are worried about? Listen to me. There is no reason we can't show each other our love however we want. Do you love me?"

"Of course I do, Daddy! I love you so much!" she cries.

"And I love you. Remember how your mommy helped you get ready? How she shaved your pussy clean for me? She knows I am teaching you, just like her daddy did when he brought her here for her 18th birthday. No one else matters. Other people do not get to tell us what we can and can't do together. It's none of their business how we choose to live."

I pause here, my heart beating, knowing what I have to say but praying she won't make the wrong decision. I press on. "You are an adult now and you can decide for yourself, though. If you want to go home right now, we will leave and never talk about this again. It is completely your choice."

"No, Daddy! I don't want to leave! You're right. If Mommy approves, then that's all that matters."

"Baby girl, your mommy wants this as much as we do. It's the way her family has always shown their love for each other," I assure her.

"What about your family?" she asks.

"I didn't grow up this way. But now that I know, I think it's right. Look at how close your mommy is to granddad and your uncles."

"Does Mommy still lick their cocks?" she asks, looking surprised.

"Yes, she loves licking their cocks and there are other ways we show love too. This week you are learning. As your daddy, it's my job to teach you."

She remains quiet for a bit, thinking hard before continuing. "Daddy, will I have to lick their cocks too? Uncle Mark and Uncle Tom?"

"Yes, baby girl. Granddad too, " I say gently. I might as well be completely open and honest with her at this point, so I continue, "Your granddad loves you very much and has been waiting patiently for you to be ready for him."

"But what if I don't want to?" she asks, and I know I must tread very carefully.

"If you don't want to show your love for our family with your body, that is fine. It is your decision. But... you either do, or you don't. You don't get to pick and choose. So we will go home right now if you think this is wrong." I let the words hang there for a moment so they can sink in.

"No, Daddy. I don't want to go home," she replies. "I want you to keep teaching me. I want to learn more. Plus, I love Grandpa and Uncle Mark and Uncle Tom. If they want me to touch them, I will."

"That's my good girl," I say. "Now finish your breakfast so we can get on with your lessons."

Once we finish eating and cleaning up the kitchen together, I tell her to go into my bedroom. After our conversation this morning, I plan to push some of her boundaries. I haven't let her cum yet. Once she experiences the thrill of her first orgasm, any moral qualms that remain will be pushed aside. But I also need to start her formal training. Bringing out her natural submissive shouldn't be too difficult especially because she desperately wants to please.

When I enter my room, Lacey is looking at the erotic art on the wall. There is a large original painting of a woman kneeling, looking up at the man who has two fingers in her mouth. The piece captures the perfect blend of submission, adoration, and respect, with a touch of fear in her eyes.

"Do you like that painting?" I ask Lacey.

"I do," she replies, a little breathlessly. Oh yes, she's ready, I think to myself.

"Do you see that carpet square by the bed? The one that's different from the rest of the carpet?" She nods in response.

"I want you to go to it, turn to face me, and kneel down on it," I say quietly.

"Okay, Daddy," she says, somewhat confused.

"No talking," I say. "No talking unless I ask you a question. Do you understand?"

"Yes," she replies with growing confusion on her face.

"Yes what?"

Silence ensues as she struggles to figure out what I am asking.

"Yes, Daddy?" she finally says.

"Good girl," I give her a smile and I see her relax.

She kneels on the carpet and I walk up to her, placing the fingers of my right hand at her lips. She pauses, then looks at the painting and I see a look of understanding register on her face as she opens her mouth. Two fingers go deep into her mouth, tracing her lower teeth. She coughs but keeps her mouth open. I withdraw them.

"Good girl," I repeat again with approval. Next, I place my semi-erect cock at her lips. She readily opens her lips to accept me.

"Get me hard, baby girl. Do you know how?"

"Yes, Daddy," she whispers beaming, liking this game we are playing.

She takes me deep into her mouth. It's not deep enough, but it's enough for now. Deep throating shouldn't be rushed. I want her to love the feeling of my thick cock nestled deep in her throat.

I start to pump my hips into her slowly as she learns to suck me in rhythm. I feel her tongue working my cock. She does a good job of minding her teeth and I praise her.

"You are doing so good, baby girl. I am so proud of you. Daddy loves being in your mouth." I urge her on.

She starts slurping and I groan. "Yes, that's what I want to hear, Lacey. Let me hear my little girl suck my cock." I feel her tongue exploring my piss hole as she licks and sucks and kisses the cock that created her, that gave her life. I drive into her mouth a little harder, a little faster, but she keeps up with my tempo.

After several minutes, I pull away and kiss her on the forehead and help her to her feet.

"Lay on the bed, face up," I instruct her. As she does, I walk around the bed to pull out the hidden restraints.

"Do you trust me, baby girl?" I ask her.

She nods. I raise an eyebrow at her.

"Yes, Daddy," she whispers and I smile with approval. I wrap the first leather restraint around her right wrist, tightening it so there's no escape.

"Does that hurt, baby girl?"

"No, Daddy."

I methodically restrain all four of her limbs. I take a deep breath. The darkness inside me is stirring. But I can't today.

"Just a few tears," my inner sadist pleads while my cock twitches. I picture her tear-stained cheeks from the other day as I spanked her for her disobedience. That was just a taste for her. I doubt she will need much discipline, but there certainly will be times when correction is warranted. In addition, weekly maintenance spankings will keep her in line and pacify my darker needs.

I push that thought away for now, instead choosing to kneel between her legs. I blow on her pussy and she trembles, then I move up to her tits and lick each nipple before blowing on them. She moans and I cover her mouth with mine, silencing her with my tongue. She kisses me ravenously. I want to devour her. My body is tingling with electricity, my cock remains rock hard. I nuzzle her neck and she squirms trying to get away, but she's held tight by the restraints. I work my way down her young body, trailing licks and nibbles and kisses across her tender skin. I take her tits into my mouth, sucking on the hard nubs of her nipples, biting them as she cries out, writhing underneath me.

"Do you like this, baby girl?" I whisper.

"Yessssss, Daddy! Yes!" She moans and whimpers.

I continue down her abdomen. Her muscles flex as she tries to break free from the restraints, but I continue with my mouth until I am only inches from my daughter's pussy. Then I stop.

She stills. Her breathing is shallow and rapid. Her body taut.

And I wait.

Her breathing slows.

Still I wait.

Her body relaxes.

And I pounce.

My mouth descends on her pussy, clamping around her mound, my tongue working on her slit. She is drenched. My tongue finds her clit and starts swirling, biting, tugging at it. Her moans grow louder, filling the room. I know it's too much for her, but I give her no choice. This is her life. I will use her how I want. Sometimes she will like it, sometimes she won't.

I feel her clit fully swollen under my tongue. I pull away and blow directly on her clit and she explodes. She cries out, her words nonsensical, as the pure energy of pleasure courses through her body and I allow my baby girl to cum for the first time. Her eyes roll back in her head and she shudders uncontrollably, her hips bucking under my mouth until her little body collapses from exhaustion.

Fighting the restraints was useless, a lesson she'll need to learn. It was just me today. There will be times she needs to take two, three, four or more men. Someday soon I will share her with her granddad and uncles. Her endurance will improve.

She is glowing as her breathing slows. I remove the restraints from her limbs, massaging her wrists and ankles. I pull a soft blanket over her and take her in my arms. She curls up against me trembling.

"How was that, baby girl?" I whisper gently.

"Oh Daddy, that was amazing. I didn't know I could feel like that! My body is tingling all over. What happened?"

I laugh with satisfaction. "You came, sweetheart. That's what cumming feels like for women. You had your first orgasm."

"I'm so tired, Daddy," she responds weakly.

"I am sure you are. I am going to let you rest now while I go to town to get some groceries, okay? You did so good today. I am so proud of you, Lacey," I murmured in her ear.

"When you get back, can we do it again, Daddy?"

"Of course, baby girl," I say out loud, but think to myself, "Baby girl, your Daddy is going to fuck you as much as you want and more. Just you wait."