My Daughter Jasmine

Jasmine kissed me like a lover her hands sliding down across my chest. Her tongue slipped into my mouth and I welcomed it, my hands sliding up across her pert breasts, her nipples were hard with arousal and poked against my palms. I couldn't believe I was actually fondling my daughter's tits, the ones I'd clandestinely desired and tried hard not to stare at. Jasmine moaned.

"Oh my gosh, daddy. I wanted this for so long," she whispered between kisses.

"Me too, baby-girl," I whispered back and then I pushed her away softly. I smiled at her.

"Look, Jaz...," I started to say.

"No! Daddy! Don't you dare start telling me that what we're doing is wrong -- "

I pressed a finger to her lips and she stopped. She wore a look of intensity in her eyes and it was obvious she was afraid I was going to tell her we couldn't proceed on our current trajectory.

"No," I said with paternal tone and giving her a smile I hoped would calm her fear. "Let me finish."

She gave me a perfunctory nod.

"I am going to go refresh our drinks because, Lord knows, I know I need a stiff one right now."

"Are you going to make me a stiff one, too?" She teased, sliding her hand down and grabbing my stiff cock."

I laughed. "Just hold on -- "

"Seriously, will you make me a stiff drink?" She teased with her little-girl smile.

"Of course," I said. "Look, as far as I'm concerned if you can fuck you can drink. So, yes. I will make us both a stiff drink and then we need to have a chat because there are some things I need to say."

I lifted her, spun her and threw her next to me on the couch, sliding my hands down and tickling her playfully. She giggled the way she always did when I tickled her. I stood, not bothering to put my sleep pants back on. I padded to the kitchen. I pulled the bottle from the cabinet and turned to put it on the island where I could mix the drinks and talk to her at the same time. I found her completely naked and smiling at me mischievously. Her tits were gorgeous, perky, with small pointy nipples. She had one foot up on the couch the other on the floor revealing her beautifully bare-shaved vagina. I smiled and shook my head.

"Hey, if you're going to walk around the house naked and your cock hanging out, I'm going to join you. Do you have a problem with that?"

"Not at all," I said as I poured. "Jaz, I want you to pick up my phone and open up to my messages," I said, giving her the passcode so she could open it. "I want you to see the texts I got this morning."

Jasmine picked up my phone and put in the passcode. I hoped that giving her the code was a sign of my trust in her, as well as my transparency.

"Oh my," she said as she scrolled.I arrived with our drinks, handing her one, then sitting down next to her on the couch.

"Don't be too hard on her," I said. "I mean, it at least helped lead to what just happened."

She continued to read through the posts. She played the video long enough to know what it was. I continued.

"Jaz, I don't want there to be anything hidden or dishonest between us."

"I agree," she said, handing me back my phone.

"After getting these texts, I felt the need to corroborate what she said. I have never once, in my life, violated your privacy - until today. I went to your room and looked at your computer."

There was an immediate flash of anger and betrayal on her face followed by a long, excruciating pause.

"And...?"

"And...I found the corroborating evidence that I was looking for. That you really did want me in a sexual way."

She smirked as she reached out her hand and took mine.

"I do," she said, giving me her wicked little smirk.

"It also revealed to me that you and your friend group have a very...active...sexual openness," I said with a laugh.

Jasmine lifted her thumb and bit her nail as she made the awkward but playful "I've been caught" face.

She shrugged. "Yes, and..."

"Yes, and I don't want there to be any dishonesty or anything hidden between us. So, I want you you feel completely comfortable telling me everything knowing that I am completely open to whatever you tell me. I expect you to answer any questions I ask you with complete and transparent honesty, and I vow to respond to your questions with complete and transparent honesty."

Jasmine smiled. Her eyes literally sparkled.

"Deal, but I get to be the first to ask a question," she said with a hint of playful excitement.

"Shoot," I said.

"Do you really want me... sexually?"

"Yes," I answered without hesitation.

I wish I could have a picture of the smile on her face and keep it forever. She leaned over and hugged me. She hugged me tight. The hug did not relent.

"Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh," she whimpered.

"Okay," I finally said, pushing her back.

We were now facing one another on the couch. I grabbed my drink and took a swig. She did the same.

"I want to know your sexual history," I said. "Obviously, there's been things going on with your friend group."

Jasmine held her glass. She paused before answering.

"Okay. First of all, I have never been fucked for real by a boy," she said. I could tell this was for my sake. She was throwing out something I would appreciate.

"Okay," I said.

"But that doesn't mean I haven't been sexual. Seriously, daddy? My generation grew up with smartphones and the internet. We grew up with porn. We don't have a lot of the hang ups that you and mom's generation does. Me and my friends grew up secretly watching videos. That leads to -- personal exploration -- girl talk -- playing around with one another."

My eyes pour over Jasmine's naked body and I take a moment to appreciate that I now have her permission to look, to gaze, and to appreciate. She catches me looking and playfully smiles.

"So, tell me what you've experienced," I asked.

"Um... most of my sexual experiences that weren't me exploring my own body have been with girlfriends. I have stroked plenty of boy's cocks. I have given a number of blowjobs."

"You seemed rather proficient at it," I shrugged.

"Oh my gosh, I love it. And, I love cum. Like, I absolutely love cum," she said.

"Good. That's a good thing," I respond.

"But I never let a boy fuck me," she said. "I wanted my first time with a boy to be special. Actually, Ashli convinced me that the first cock to fuck me for real should be my daddy."

She squeezed my hand then slid her hand down to grab my cock, which was quickly coming back to life.

"I love that," I said with a laugh, "but you said you never let a boy fuck you. So, that means..."

"My girlfriends and I have fooled around a lot and that includes strap-ons. Ashli has an entire collection," Jasmine said. "I even got DP'd last night."

Jasmine was quickly switching from being scared I'd be freaked out and shut things down to seducing me with the knowledge of her sexual adventures and prowess. The look and smile she was giving me was all-out seductive.

"Okay, so you do anal," I nodded, taking a huge swig of my cocktail.

"I love anal," she said, letting it hang out there.

We stare at one another for a long moment smiling. Her smile became a wicked grin.

"And, while I've never had a boy's penis in my pussy -- or my ass -- I have definitely had my tongue in a boy's asshole."

I about choke on my drink.

"And, how was that?" I ask, playfully.

"Delicious," she answers.

"And, now you've asked multiple questions and I've answered them with transparent honesty. I'm way overdue for my turn."

It was my turn to laugh.

"Shoot."

"Do you love mom?"

"Yes," I answer without hesitation, "but I am not in love with mom."

"Was sex with her ever good?"

"Yes, in the beginning. But we were both young. Expectations were low. Things change."

"When was the last time sex with her was good?"

"About fifteen years ago. Grandpa and Grandma watched you for a few days while we went on a three-day cruise. She actually drank. We fucked on the verandah of our cabin in the moonlight. It's the last time I remember her actually wanting to have sex with me."

"Does she give head?"

"Three times since the moonlight fuck, all three because I begged for it."

Jasmine's eyes rolled.

"Swallow?"

My turn to roll the eyes.

"What do you think?"

"I'm assuming anal was out of the question," Jaz says as a comment - not a question.

"You know your mother well."

There is a long pause. Jasmine stares at me. Her blue eyes are mesmerizing and she seems absolutely comfortable sitting and talking to me completely naked. There's no sense of shame or awkwardness from her at all, which only adds to my desire for her.

"My turn," I say, reaching down and fishing in the pocked of my discarded sleep pants for the flash drive.

"I didn't just snoop through your computer, Jasmine. I downloaded every naked selfie and sex video I found."

She stared at me. The reaction of betrayal wasn't there this time. Instead, she gave me a coy smile.

"And, why did you download naked pictures and videos of me, daddy? Transparent honesty."

I didn't hesitate.

"So I could look at them over and over again while I masturbate."

Jasmine shook her head, a wide smile on her face.

"Oh my gosh, daddy, that is -- like -- so hot." She looked down between legs. "I just got really, really wet. I want you to know that. I think I dripped all over mom's precious sectional."

I laugh as I tell her to stand. Jasmine stood up on the floor next to the sectional and sure enough, there is a pool of her pussy juice right where she was sitting. Without hesitation I lean over and lick it up with my tongue, making a few slurping sounds as I have to suck a bit. I hear Jasmine giggling like a school girl behind me.

"Oh my word! Fuck! Daddy!" She giggles as I stand up.

I reach out to her and pull my daughter into me. We stare into one another's eyes as I lower my lips down to kiss her. She lifts her lips eagerly to meet mine. Our lips are parted our tongues meet and we share her sexual residue from my lips and tongue. Jasmine moans softly as we kiss.

"Um...now it's dripping down my thighs," she giggles. "Would you like a taste direct from the source?" She asks in a whisper as we continue to kiss.

I pull away from the kiss.

"One more question. Do you really want to do this? If we're going to do this, Jaz, it's an 'all-in' decision as far as I'm concerned. I'm just being honest."

"Oh daddy," Jasmine says with a nod, those bright blue eyes sparkling once again, "I am all-in. I'm as all-in as you can get."

She takes me by the hand and starts pulling me toward the hallway.

"Now, I want you take me to her bed and eat your daughter's pussy, and then I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before."

"Well, if you insist," I tease. "Is there a reason you insist on doing this on 'her bed?' I'm curious."

"Two reasons," she says as she pulls me down the hallway toward the master bedroom. "First, because a bed should a sacred space for the most intimate of acts, and obviously that has not happened in this bed so it's time it did. And two, because tonight I want to go to bed knowing that she's sleeping right where you and I made love."

With that, Jasmine pulled back the sheets and climbed on the bed where her mother sleeps. I watched her as I stood at the foot of the bed. She lay down, put her head back on her mother's pillow and spread her legs. She looked at me and giggled.

"Stroke your cock for me, daddy," she said softly. "Like you're masturbating to the pictures you stole from my computer."

I was happy to oblige, my cock was mostly hard again already. I reached down and began to stroke myself as Jaz reached down with her hands and spread her pussy lips for me.

"Is this what you want, daddy?"

"Oh, baby, yes it is," I nod.

"Is that why your cock is so hard?"

"Yes, little one, it is. Daddy wants to fuck you so bad."

"But first you're going to eat me, right?"

"Yes, I am definitely going to eat your pussy."

"Did you like how I tasted when you licked my cunt cream off of her precious sectional?"

"I loved the way you tasted. I can't wait to taste more. In fact, daddy will lay between your legs and feast on your pussy for hours."

Jasmine giggles, her body shuddering. She begins to play with her pussy as she watches me masturbate.

"Will you lick my asshole, too?" She asks in a whisper. "I really want to feel your tongue in my asshole, daddy."

I shake my head. "Daddy will do anything for my baby-girl."

"Anything?"

"Anything."

"You better be careful daddy. You don't know how naughty I really am."

"Anything," I repeat.

"Good," she whispers. "Come and get it, daddy. Come and eat your daughter's pussy."

I climb on the bed as she slides herself up against the cushioned headboard. I start by kissing her inner thigh. First on one side. Then on the other.

She whimpers. She's staring at me and biting her lip.

"Do you like that?"

She nods, as I move my kisses slowly up her thighs. I can smell her sex, and I reach the point where I can taste where her juices had dripped down her leg.

"Mmmmm," I moan. "You really did drip down your thighs."

She giggles and there's a sharp intake of breath as I let my tongue sensuously lick the residue of her arousal."Oh, FUCK! Daddy!"

"You taste so good, baby-girl," I moan.

"Oh...please daddy...I want to feel your tongue on my pussy," Jasmine cries.

I'm driving her crazy with anticipation.

I'm not done.

"This is sacred intimacy," I whisper as I slowly move to her other thigh and begin licking up her dried juices. "We're consecrating the bed. We've been waiting a long time for this. You...me...the bed. We mustn't rush these things."

I feel Jasmines hand reach down, her fingers running through my hair. There's a whimpering cry of desire and she thrusts her pussy up.

"Oh my word, DADDY!" She cries. "FUCK! PLEASE!"

I move to the opposite side and am now on the sweet crevice of her inner thigh next to her pussy. Her aroma is overwhelming as her pussy drips with anticipation. The sheet is wet beneath her. Her mother really will be sleeping on the remnants of our daughter's sex. Slowly l begin to run the tip of my tongue up the corner between thigh and crotch. Her body tenses and her fingers grip my hair harder.

"FUCK! DADDY!" Jasmine screams as she pulls my face to her pussy and grinds herself up against me. "EAT ME! FUCKING EAT ME!" She cries as she rubs herself against my mouth.

I work my tongue up her dripping pussy until I find her clit. It's not hard to find as it is positively erect with arousal. I feverishly flick my tongue against her clit and she immediately begins to cum.

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" She cries as her small frame literally convulses with pleasure.

I refuse to relent, pressing my tongue against her clit harder and moving it as fast as I can back and forth.I feel wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure course through Jasmine's young body as she cries, moans, and whimpers in climax.

As I feel her descending from a peak in her climax, I forcefully grab the bottom of her legs and thrust them forward and in one movement I drop my tongue down to her puckered asshole. I press the tip into her tight sphincter.

"OH FUCK! DADDY!" Jasmine screams as I taste the acrid headiness of her anus.

"SHIT! SHIT!" Her body writhes with pleasure and this sends her over the top.

She actively pushes me away.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay!" She cries as she looks at me.

Her bright blue eyes are wide with astonishment. She gasps for breath, her gorgeous teen tits heaving. Her skin is covered in goose pimples. Her nipples are achingly erect.

"Shit! Daddy!" She groans as she slides down and spreads her legs.

"You okay, baby?" I ask as I kneel between her legs.

"More than, okay. I need you in me. Fuck me daddy! Shove your cock in me!"

I slide on top of her small, taut frame and she reaches down to grab my cock, guiding me to her pussy. She is so wet that I slip easily into her warm, moist, tight sleeve. We stare into one another's eyes as I slowly press myself inside her.

"Oh Jasmine," I whisper. "Daddy loves you."

"I love you daddy," she moans. "So much... this is all I've ever wanted."

When I am fully inside her I pause and hold myself there.

"No going back," I moan.

"I don't want to go back," she whispers, as a tear escapes the corner of her eye and falls down the side of her face. "I only want this...forever."

With that, I pull my cock slowly back and then begin to rut Jasmine's clenching pussy with long, increasingly hard strokes."You want daddy to fuck you?"

"Oh my god, yes! FUCK ME!"

I increase the speed and the velocity.

"You want daddy's cock fucking your pussy?"

"That's all I want, daddy. Fuck me. Take me. Claim me. I'm all yours."

I grunt as I thrust my cock as hard and fast as I can. The sound of our flesh slapping together fills the room along with Jasmine's high-pitched, orgasmic cries. Needless to say, I did not last long, erupting inside Jasmine's cunt as her fingernails dug into my back to the point of pain. I rammed my exploding cock in hard, violent thrusts deep into her pussy as jet after jet of my jism filled her inviting body.Our sweat covered bodies pressed tight against one another as we held ourselves intricately intertwined. We were gasping, heaving, and moaning together with a combination of pleasure, intimacy, and lust that I had never experienced before.

I wept.

Jasmine wept with me.

Our heads buried in one another's shoulders.I have no idea how long we lay there like that, but it was minutes. Perhaps it was an hour. It felt like a blissful eternity.

Eventually, my cock deflated and slipped from Jasmine's pussy. She groaned with disappointment.

"Turn over," she demanded, slapping me on the back.I rolled over on my back and rolled her over with me. She wordlessly straddled my waist, then reached down between her legs and spread her pussy as she smiled up at me.

"I've fantasized about doing this," she said before looking down between her legs. "Oh....yes....here it cums."

A long, thick, white dollop of my cum fell from her pussy onto my spent cock.

"Oops," she giggled, looking at me playfully. "There's more!"

Another flood of cum fell from her pussy onto my cock as Jasmine groaned and giggled.

"YES!" She cried as she fell to her knees between my spread legs and began to lick, suck, and slurp all of my cum. She stared at me and smiled the whole time she did it.

"You have to share it with me," I said matter-of-factly.

Her smile was precious. I could tell this really turned her on that I would want to share my own cum with her. She scrambled up on top of me and kissed me I felt my own cum flood into my mouth. I wrapped my arms around her and rolled her over, letting gravity do the work as my cum flooded back into her mouth. She was moaning and giggling. She swallowed and we continued to make out, tasting the remnants of our rendezvous on one another's tongues.

I rolled over and collapsed with a long, contented sigh.

"I love you, daddy," Jasmine said softly.

"I love you, Jaz," I responded.

"I think you should pour another stiff drink for us," she said after a long moment.

"Okay. You want one?"

"We need one."I let the silence ask the question why. Eventually she spoke.

"We need to talk about her."