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Mike immediately took Stacey in his arms, and they embraced each other tightly. They both enjoyed the French kiss immensely, and Mike almost forgot that it was his daughter he was dueling tongues with. It just seemed the most natural thing in the world to hold her tight and kiss her like this.
Stacey moaned into his mouth and rolled him over so that she was lying partially on top of him. After a few minutes of this, she tore her lips from his, and just laid her head on his chest, savoring this moment. Mike gently rubbed her back under her shirt. HIS shirt, he mused.
“You… baby, you look really… adorable in my shirt.”
She smiled up at him. “Remember it, Daddy? You wore it to my birthday dinner.” She leaned up and kissed him quickly, then lay back down. “It still smelled like you, so I couldn’t resist putting it on.”
Mike smiled. “I remember, baby. We went dancing, as I recall,” he added with a chuckle.
“Don’t laugh! I know it’s silly, but I’ll always consider that night as my first real date.” Stacey was rubbing his chest over the shirt he still wore.
“I… I didn’t know that, sweetheart.” He touched her cheek with his fingertips. “It was a great date, Stacey. I can’t wait to do that again.”
Stacey smiled, then started unbuttoning his shirt. “I want to feel you, Dad… All of you.”
Mike was pondering how much their relationship had changed in just a short time, and was still a tad worried. “Honey…” he began.
“Shhh, Daddy. I’m listening to your heart beating.” Stacey pulled the shirt aside, resting her head on his bare, hairy chest. She ran her hand over his chest hair, palming his stiff nipples, then trailing down to his tummy.
“What just happened…”
“…Was the best thing that has EVER happened to me. Thank you for making that so beautiful for me.”
Mike considered this and decided that he actually was happy about that. “I’m… I’m glad, sweetheart. I loved making you happy like that.”
Stacey’s hand was lightly rubbing his stomach, in ever-widening circles, going lower and lower. His cock knew what was happening, and it twitched in anticipation. At last, she reached his stiff manhood and gripped it tightly.
“I still owe you an orgasm, Daddy.” She looked up at his face, and kissed him tenderly, as she stroked him up and down.
Mike just laid back and kissed her deeply, massaging her back with one hand and squeezing her perfect breast with the other, enjoying feeling her hand on his cock. She pulled her lips from his, and laid her head on his chest.
Stacey looked closely at her hand moving up and down on his shaft. “I can’t believe I’m doing this to you. It’s like a dream come true!”
“Mmmmm… My thoughts exactly!”
“Does this feel good, Daddy?”
“It feels terrific, sweetie.”
Stacey marveled at the different textures of his manhood, especially the glans, which made his whole cock jump as she ran her finger around the crown. She even explored his hairy nut sack, gently squeezing his testicles. Mike loved every minute of this.
“Are you going to cum, Daddy?”
“I don’t know…” He had his eyes closed, and placed one arm over his head, savoring his daughter’s first hand job.
“What’s wrong… Am I doing it right?”
“You’re doing great, baby. It’s just that…” Mike stalled, considering his next words.
“What?”
“Well… your hand is kinda dry. It’s better if it’s wet.” Mike was hoping this would extricate him from this situation, but he could not be more wrong.
His cockhead was suddenly quite wet, and that was because it was engulfed in his sweet daughter’s hot mouth. He groaned deeply, started up on his elbows at the amazing sensations, staring in complete astonishment as he watched his daughter lick all over the crown of his dick.
“Like this, Daddy?”
“Oh, sweetie, that feels wonderful!” He placed his hand on her head, now completely lost in the lustful moment. “You’re making your dad feel so good, baby!”
She licked his cock from tip to base, swirling her tongue over the spongy cap. It was oozing a clear substance that she lapped up willingly.
“Mmmmm,” she moaned over his man meat, then removed his dick from her mouth, and rolled her tongue all around the swollen head. “You taste so good, Daddy.” She resumed her blowjob with enthusiasm, bobbing her head deeper and faster with every stroke.
Mike was guiding her head up and down on his cock, careful not to push too hard. “Oh! Baby girl! Suck me deep, sweetheart…. Mmmmm… yeah, just like that… You’re sucking me so good, baby….
Stacey thrilled to hear his pleasurable enunciations. She swore she could actually feel him get bigger and harder as she sucked on him. She took him as deep as she could, running her tongue from side to side as she held him in her mouth. Mike groaned loudly, making Stacey moan around his meat.
She pulled off, panting. “Did you like that, Daddy?” she asked, stroking him from the swollen tip down to his fuzzy nut sack.
“So good, sweetie.” Mike realized he could start breathing again, too.
She decided to get a better angle to suck his cock, and lifted herself up on her hands and knees, crawling over him. She looked over her shoulder at his face, and whispered, “Touch me, Dad, while I suck your cock.”
Mike tugged at her shirt, pulling it off her shoulder. “I want to see you, baby, all of you.”
She smiled, rising to kneel on the bed. “But I thought you liked me in this shirt, Daddy.”
“I do, sweetie…” Mike replied. “But now I want to see all of you.”
She smiled, and slowly, teasingly, pulled it off her shoulders, thrusting her chest out. She bit her lip as he stared at her, amazed, then let his shirt slip down her arms and dropped it on the bed behind her. “Better?”
Mike rose to his knees and took her in his arms, crushing her tits to his chest in a bear hug. “MUCH better,” then pressed his lips to hers in a passionate kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck and moaned into his mouth as their tongues played together.
He rubbed her back all over, from the top of her shoulders, down the middle of her back, then down to cup and squeeze her firm teenage ass, then back up her sides, reaching around to grasp an even firmer tit in each hand, squeezing hard and pinching her nipples.
Stacey swooned, moaning into his mouth at quite simply the greatest hug she had ever experienced in her young life. After a few more delicious moments kissing like this, she pushed his shirt off his shoulders, breaking off the kiss to draw it down his arms. “I want to see all of you, too, Dad.” Then she pulled it away from him to drop it alongside the shirt she had been wearing.
He was still touching her all over as she rubbed his chest, then around to his back, pulling him to her for another deep kiss. Somehow, although neither of them would be able to say who started it, together they copied each other’s motions. Wherever he touched her, she touched the same places on him.
His hands wandered down to the small of her back, and hers followed suit. They broke the kiss to stare into each others’ eyes, noses touching, breathing heavily, and simultaneously switched from rubbing with their hands to barely touching each other with their fingertips.
Stacey smiled as he tickled her down her spine, and followed suit down his back. She moved her fingers to his sides, starting at his hips, then drawing them slowly up his ribcage. Mike shivered at the pleasurable sensations she was giving him, as he gave her the same treatment.
“Ticklish there, Dad?” She giggled.
“A bit. You?”
“Not as much as you, obviously.”
Their hands now wandered, seemingly of their own free will, back down their backs, to the buttocks, where Stacey discovered she loved being touched where the back of her thighs met her ass, and moaned aloud.
“Feels good there, huh, baby?” Mike asked.
“Oh, yeah,” she moaned breathlessly.
“I really like touching you like this…”
“Mmmmm… I am LOVING every second of this.”
“Just wait, sweetheart… it’s gonna get so much better real soon.”
“Good,” she whispered.
“Sweetie… close your eyes, and just savor my touch.”
“Okay… you close yours, too, Dad.”
“Deal.”
Their noses still touched, so they watched each other close their eyes, and continued the gentle touching game.
Stacey tried this game where she arched her back, to make just her painfully erect nipples contact his hairy chest, but every time she made contact, he leaned forward, pressing his chest to hers. It was so erotic feeling that her father couldn’t control himself like that.
Mike's hands moved back up her back, and hers moved up his. He gently massaged her shoulder blades, as she rubbed his. Stacey’s hands moved back down his sides, fingertips only again, and they both shivered as his fingers mimicked her actions.
They ran their fingers outside each other’s hips, then both moved their hands to just under their partner’s tummy, where Stacey was definitely more ticklish than her dad. She loved the soft fur she found on his tummy, and followed it up his chest, where she squeezed his breasts, feeling his stiff nipples pressing into her palms. He, of course, did likewise, and Stacey groaned as he mauled her tits.
Even with eyes closed, they instinctively knew the other wanted to kiss, and their lips locked passionately. Their tongues gently played together, as their hands moved down, excruciatingly slowly, past their heaving ribcages, over their stomachs, down, until both of her hands grasped his iron-hard penis, and his fingers parted her soaking wet cleft.
They moaned into each other’s mouths as they masturbated one another, kneeling on her bed, chests now pressed together. Stacey needed more, and tried spreading her legs wider to give him better access to her steaming snatch.
Mike broke off the kiss, and said, “Let’s lie down together, baby, so I can do this right.”
“Okay, Daddy, but I… I really want to suck on your delicious prick some more.”
“I… I would love that, baby.”
Mike lay down, stretched out fully, and Stacey positioned herself so that her ass was facing his face, and her mouth was over his groin. She looked over her shoulder at his eyes, stroking him fully, and said, smiling, “Weren’t we just here a little while ago?”
Mike smiled back and reached down to squeeze her firm breasts as they hung from her chest. His other hand gently rubbed her perfect teenage ass. “I guess so, sweetheart.”
“Hmmm… What was it I said?” Stacey playfully bit her lip before continuing. “I remember!” Then, with a sultry voice, she added, “Play with my pussy, Daddy, while I suck your big cock.” Stacey smiled and wiggled her ass at him. He moved his hands all over her rump.
“I have a better idea, baby girl.” He placed both hands on her hips and guided her over his body. She quickly got the hint, lifting her leg over his frame to straddle his chest. “Get ready for something really special, sweetheart.” He pulled her hips back and lifted his lips to her pussy at the same time.
Stacey groaned loudly as soon as his tongue made contact with her sensitive folds, and pushed back hard, pressing her pussy onto his face. “OH! Daddy! That feels soooo good! Omigod! Lick me! Right there! Oh yes! Soooo goooood!…”
Mike held her hips as she ground her pussy onto his face. He moved his mouth all around her gash, pressing his nose into her folds, rubbing his chin on her clit, poking his tongue into her hungry vaginal hole.
Stacey was going nuts, resting her head on his hip, stroking his cock right by her face, moaning loudly. “Mmmmm… lick me, Daddy… Oooooh… Your tongue is so hot…” She was grinding her gash down hard, seeing stars every time her clit bumped into his chin.
Mike pushed her away, “Don’t forget about me, Stacey,” then attached her sweet snatch with his mouth again.
Stacey was barely coherent from the tongue-lashing she was receiving but remembered her promise to suck him again. However, for the moment, she just opened her eyes, watching herself stroke his hard cock, right next to her panting face.
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