Family Life Ch 9 Falling in Love
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I didn’t want to ask Becky for a blowjob too often, and when Kate was home, I couldn’t anyway, but there were a few hours after school when Kate was at cheer practice I was usually alone with Becky. As the blackmailer I’ll tell her to go get your dad and bring him into her room and blow him. I then go into her room and she would take out my cock and suck on me. She got better at it, and she did it in different positions, sometimes with me lying on her bed, sometimes I stood and she knelt at my feet. It was always good, and I always hugged her afterwards, wanting to feel close to her. It was crazy, especially how this whole thing started, but I thought I was quickly falling in love with my own daughter.
On a Saturday afternoon, a couple weeks after that first blowjob, Kate had gone out for the day with one of her neighbor friends, and I knew she’d be gone for hours. I waited until Becky came upstairs, and then as she passed my door, I called her in. She had a smirk on her face.
“I know what you want,” she said. “You want me to suck your thing again.”
“No,” I said, and then smiled. “Okay, yes. But I was thinking, you’ve been so great to me, making me so happy. I thought I should return the favor.”
She was taking a sip of pop when I said this and almost spit it up in surprise. “What?”
“You’ve made me feel so good. I thought I could do the same for you. Girls can get head too, you know.”
“You want to lick me ... down there?” She asked.
“If you want me to, it’s supposed to feel really good.” I said.
“Yes it does, but...” she quickly stopped talking.
“Has someone licked you there before? I asked questionable.
“No, no one.” Her face flushed like she was lying.
“Really? We will talk about that another time. Do you want me lick you?”
“Okay. I guess.”
I asked her in my room instead of hers because I was curious about whether she’d follow the Blackmailer’s instructions and try to get me in front of her webcam to do it, or keep it private. I honestly didn’t care which, either way was like a victory for me, but I wanted to know. She sat down on my bed, and my spirits soared as she undid her jeans and slipped them off, leaving her in her underwear. She hadn’t tried to get naked when she gave me a blow job in front of the webcam. Did that mean she did it just because she wanted to?
“Nice panties,” I said. They were white with red harts was on them, and they were very cute.
“You think so?” She stood, pulled her shirt up a little, and posed in them, turning around. I’d seen the sight before, even those panties, but it was better in person.
“Very cute.” I said.
She grinned, as she slowly peeled them down, revealing her pussy to me.
Her bald pussy looks better in person than on camera. I wasn’t at the mercy of a fixed view, and I could move around and see it from different angles. The camera on her computer wasn’t all that good.
I got out of my chair and knelt in front of her for a closer look. “Wow,” I said.
I reached out my hand and gently ran my fingers along her slit. Becky sucked in her breath and she shuddered. “Is it okay?” I asked, suddenly worried I had gone too far.
“This is just so unreal.” she said. “I wasn’t expecting it ... But it feels good.”
I nodded. She was leaning back, propped up by her elbows on my bed. But she was still wearing her top. “Can you take off your shirt?”
“Why?”
“So I can see your body.”
Her eyes dropped. “I don’t have a good body,” she said shyly.
“Are you kidding?” I said. “Of course you do. I’ve seen you in your swimsuits. You’re hot.”
“I am not.”
“Sure you are. Trust me, I wouldn’t lie to you!”
“You have to say that, I’m your daughter.”
“If you don’t want to, it’s ok, but you really are very pretty.”
She took a breath, sat up straight, and pulled her shirt up over her head. She had on a little white bra which looked too big for her.
“See, you look beautiful,” I said. “But I want to see your boobs, too.”
“They are so small, I barely have a B cup,” she said, red faced, and a little sad. I couldn’t understand it.
“Most of my friends at school have big breasts, and I look like a little girl.”
“Don’t listen to all the idiots at school. Boobs don’t have to be big to be beautiful. Let me be the judge.”
She shyly removed it, as though she were expecting me to laugh, or make fun of her. But I could never do that.
She was now naked in front of me. “I told you,” I said. “You’re perfect. You’ve got the perfect little body, you’re incredibly sexy!”
I stood, and unzipped my pants to show her my hard-on. “See? I can’t be lying; guys don’t get hard unless they’re turned on.”
“You don’t think they’re too small?”
“No.” I reached forward, and I then stopped. “May I touch them?” She bit her lip and nodded. I cupped the little buds in my hand, feeling the shape of them, rolling my thumb around the nipple.
I let go of her breasts and got on my knees in front of her. I lowered myself down towards her pussy. “I think I should get started.”
She spread her legs slightly to give me room, and I stared at her pussy up close, close enough to taste if I just extended my tongue. She had a nice smell, a little sweaty but sweet too, and intoxicating. She was also wet. Was she excited? I wasn’t completely sure, but the signs where there. I drank in the sight, and then began licking.
I started to lick and kiss her the same way I used to do her mom, alternating between licks and sucks, sometimes burying my face in her tight little snatch and sticking my tongue inside. Becky began breathing heavily, and I could feel her grind her pussy into my face, which might have been subconscious. But that wasn’t the only non-passive act; I felt her hands on my head once, pushing me slightly in one direction or another. Her breathing became heavier and sharper, until it resembled something of a squeak, or a squeal. I put a renewed effort on her clit, teasing my tongue around it and sucking directly, and running one finger in and out of her pussy hole. She let out an extended, high pitch “Oh god” and tensed up, then relaxed with a deep sigh.
I’d never heard anything like that from her when she rubbed herself. Either she was suddenly an expert at faking, or she’d really had an orgasm. I kissed her pussy, and then, slowly rising, let that be the first in a trail of kissed up her mound, belly, to one of her nipples, and up her neck. When I was at her neck, she grabbed me and pulled me into a deep hot kiss on her lips, her mouth opened and her tongue touched mine. Her arms went around me, holding me to her. The embrace lasted a few minutes, and then she broke away and said, “Wow. Is that what an orgasm feels like?”
“I hope you liked it.”
“It was incredible.”
“Any time,” I said. “It was fun.”
She rolled on her side and said, “I guess it’s your turn now.”
I was already nearly ready to blow, and Becky was more enthusiastic than she’d ever been before, so I didn’t last long. I came in her mouth and she drank it all down.
Afterwards, we just lay together on my bed. I was half naked, but she was totally naked, and I was holding her close. Finally, I pointed out that we should probably get dressed before Katie come home and found us like that.
Becky looked at the time on my alarm clock. She quickly jumped up and got dressed. “I have home work that I have to get done. When will supper be ready?”
“In a couple hours.”
Okay, please call me when it’s done.” She ran out of my room. I looked at the clock, I knew why she was in a hurry to get to her room, she was 10 minutes late to be on the webcam with the blackmailer. I glad I had sent a time release massage to her, tell her she is late and will need to be punished. When she got to her room she read my massage I had sent, she looked frightened. “I’m so sorry sir I’m late.”
“Why were you late?”
“I was watching TV and I lost track of time.”
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