Who's Your Daddy?

"Hi Babydoll, whatcha doing?" Angela heard her dad say. Startled, she didn't know how to react to being caught spying. The half-clothed peeping temptress was speechless. The man teased, "Honey, what's the matter? Has the cat gotcha tongue?"

Finding her voice at last, Angela answered. "No Dad," she said. "My tongue is just fine! I told you not to drink so much coffee earlier. Now you can't sleep and you're full of piss!"

Jonas laughed. His deep, throaty, bass voice reverberated around the bathroom walls. "Sweetheart, you are absolutely correct," he said. "I am full of piss but I'm full of vinegar, too! Yes Ma'am, piss & vinegar has awakened me and made me horny as hell! Hey Sweetie, will you dance for me?"

Puzzled by the question, Angela didn't know how to answer. Meek as a day-old lamb, she allowed her dad to take her hand and lead her down the hallway to his spacious office den. As her eyes studied her father's rugged masculine features, the man flipped on a lamp then scrounged around in a video cabinet and finally pulled out a video disc. He turned the TV on, plopped the disc in a DVD player, and pushed 'play'.

When the images on the TV screen flickered and the upbeat tempo of the song began, Angela immediately understood. Her father was playing his favorite country music video. This woman had seen her dad playing the video time and time again, but now it was taking on a whole new meaning.

Exuberant with unrestrained enthusiasm, Angela started dancing to the music. Jonas turned up the volume and "Who's Your Daddy?" blasted out of the surround sound speakers. The shameless female exhibitionist deliberately flaunted her feminine charms.

Jonas' eyes watched in mesmerized fascination as his daughter danced, whirled, and pranced seductively. Her long, flowing, dark hair whipped around each time she twisted and wiggled her hips. The unbuttoned, long-hemmed, man's shirt billowed out exposing her shapely nude ass and the busty bosom adorning her chest. Slender legs began with dainty barefooted feet and led upward to end in a snatch of dark pubic curls.

Angela pirouetted and the shirt slipped off her shoulders. Instead of letting the skimpy garment hit the floor, she grabbed the collar and pulled it back up. This woman intuitively knew her father would rather see her dancing half-clothed than to be dancing completely nude.

The seductive sex dance was making Jonas' cock unbelievably hard. While watching his sexy, stripteasing daughter his hands had unconsciously begun playing with his erection. Irrational it seemed, but this man could swear his seminal reservoir was filling up again!

From the corner of her eye, Angela noticed what her father was doing. Quickly, she danced over to him and dropped to the floor between his legs. Snatching up the DVD player's remote control, she hit the 'pause' button. In the deafening silence she spoke. "No Dad!" she wailed. "Don't make yourself cum! I want you to cum in me again! Okay?"

With his daughter's slim fingers wrapped around his throbbing cockshaft, all Jonas could do was to give an affirmative nod. As soon as his head stopped nodding, the woman between his legs lowered her head and captured his cockhead in her mouth. Slippery saliva poured from her cocksucking lips.

Jonas' hands juggled a pair of dangling tits for a couple of minutes then his long arms reached to grab a handful of pussy. While he was at it, he grabbed a handful of ass, too. Into each orifice, he inserted probing fingers. Angela's vaginal opening held several exploring fingers wile her anal opening stretched to accommodate two.

Angela had to admit to herself that she had never loved any other cock as much as she loved the swollen one between her father's legs. Perhaps her adoration had something to do with 'forbidden fruit' or maybe she was a woman who just loved them big and beautiful. Whatever the reason, she opened her mouth wide and greedily ate her dad's meaty erection.

Jonas' probing fingers dug deep. Switching hands, he inserted several vaginally-lubricated fingers into Angela's asshole. The fingers of his other hand took their place inside a dripping wet pussy.

Angela felt the heat of orgasmic release begin. There was something so wickedly immoral about her father's anal probing fingers that made her womanly fires burn with heated intensity. In her mind, this woman knew she ought to be feeling like a two-dollar whore in heat, but no, instead she felt as if she were a goddess being blessed with joyous pleasure by a benevolent masculine deity!

Having pushed the boundaries of depravity this far, Angela's cock-hungry body begged her to take one more decadent step. Kissing her dad's cock once more, she kissed her way up his belly to his chest and then kissed his cheeks.

Steeling her nerves, Angela spoke so softly her words were barely audible. "Dad," she whispered in the man's ear. "I love the feeling of your fingers inside my...my ass. Have you ever had your penis inside a woman's...asshole? Have you ever 'ass-fucked' a woman? Oh Daddy, will you ass-fuck me?"

Mortified by the shameless debauchery of her brazen request, Angela's face reddened in embarrassment. To conceal her discomfiture, she hit it 'play' button on the DVD remote and buried her head against her father's chest. The blaring, stereophonic sounds of "Who's Your Daddy?" drowned out any spoken reply the man might have made.

Jonas had no spoken words to say. Deliriously thrilled, he entwined his fingers into his daughter's hair, tilted her head back, and then kissed her lips. Smoldering passions burst into the full-blown fires of illicit lustful love. Lips kissed, tongues teased, and love-hungry mouths melted together.

Setting the DVD player to 'repeat play', Jonas stripped the shirt off his sexy daughter's body. He motioned for the nude woman to remain on her knees but turn around and lay with her head lying in a cushioned chair. Positioning himself doggie-style on his knees behind her, this man had every intention of mounting her with the animalistic urgings of a breeding-barn stud mounting a broodmare in heat.

Despite his demanding carnal urges, Jonas settled down and took things more slowly. Spreading the woman's ass cheeks he allowed the head of his cock to gently touch the puckered entrance to her asshole. Still lubricated with some of his cocksucking daughter's saliva, his cockhead slipped inside this female's anal opening.

Tightness threatened to choke the life out of this anal intruder. Sphincter muscles clamped around the swollen cockhead and squeezed. Jonas' horny mind told him that he was going to need a lot more lubrication if he were to be able to fulfill his daughter's request for an ass-fucking.

Not having the time or the inclination to run out for a jar of Vaseline, this sex-hungry man's mind reminded him that an alternative source of lubricant was readily available. In fact, his pussy-playing fingers were at this time becoming wet with it.

Withdrawing his cock from its hidey hole, Jonas moved it an inch away and plunged it into his daughter's drippy wet vaginal cavity. Just as he hoped, Angela's cunt released a torrent of pussy juices which liberally coated his meaty shaft.

While nowhere near as tight as her asshole, this woman's cunt nonetheless fit snuggly around his manhood. Jonas' cock was so comfy cozy here he decided to leave it inside its vaginal home for a while. With a gusto born of lust, this man wildly pussy-fucked his daughter.

Angela desperately wanted her father's cock inside her ass. Just once, she wanted to be ass-fucked by a man just to see what it was like. She wasn't about to complain though. She had never been with a man who had her dad's pussy-fucking skills!

While attempting to hang onto her sanity, Angela's mind raced with joy as her father's cock pounded into her pussy relentlessly. His jackhammer strokes were beginning to bring her to the brink of orgasmic lunacy.

Slow-ticking seconds turn into minutes and minutes turned into an eternity, but still Jonas fucked his daughter. The panting woman squealed then her pussy convulsed and vaginal cum sprayed his cock. This man now knew the sexy female he was screwing was cumming!

This is just exactly what this patient man had been waiting for. His cockshaft was now greased with three different slick lubricants. First, the woman's vaginal cavity still held a bit of his cum from their previous fuck session. Second, presently her cunt juices were freely flowing. Third, her pussy's cum spray was hot and wet.

Although near to the point where he was going to shoot his load, Jonas forced himself to remember his daughter's request to try anal intercourse. Reluctantly, he withdrew his cunt-comfortable erection from Angela's vaginal cavity.

Positioning his well-lubricated cock at the entrance to this woman's asshole, Jonas quickly slipped two inches inside. As Angela's anal muscles resisted, he forced two more inches inside. Pulling back for an inch or two, he then pushed the four inches back in and added two more for good measure.

Jonas surrendered to lust. Thrusting mightily, he rammed every inch of his slippery-wet, juice-coated cockshaft deep into his daughter's ass. The entire meaty mass of this man's swollen erection disappeared into an erotic, bottomless pit. Orgasmic friction heated the fluids in his seminal reservoir.

Angela gasped for air. Her father's pussy-fucking cock had already set her on the road to orgasmic bliss, but now she was experiencing a whole new level of pleasure. The same penile penetrator that had set her cunt on fire was now burning up her asshole.

As her dad rammed his elongated erection in time after time, Angela squealed in joy. This woman felt the man's rock-hard, ball-filled testicle sack slapping against her orgasming pussy. Her cunt's cumspray coated the bag of bouncing balls.

His daughter's heated cumspray was the final spark which set off Jonas' own climaxing explosions. Now fully replenished with seminal fluids, his cum reservoir released its scorching load deep into the woman's anal cavity.

Grunting and groaning with animalistic fervor, Jonas was cumming with more orgasmic pleasure than he'd had in years. Daughter or not, this woman's vaginal and anal holes were glorious places in which to house a cum-spurting cock.

Whether it was her imagination or not, Angela swore she could feel her father's ass-pounding cockshaft spewing it seminal fire deep up into the hidden recesses of her feminine body. A series of multiple orgasms shook her body then rocked her female mind, heart, and soul.

As the strident musical melodies of the "Who's Your Daddy?" video played on, this copulating couple thrilled to a pleasurable orgasmic euphoria. Lost in a netherworld of joy, this man and this woman abandoned all thoughts of forbidden depravity.

When every drop of cum had been shot and every last orgasm had faded, Jonas and Angela slumped to the den's carpeted floor and struggled for breath. Cuddling together, neither said a word.

When his breathing returned to normal, Jonas climbed to his knees, cradled his daughter's nude body in his arms, and stood up. Carrying the woman, he headed down the hallway towards the bathroom. This man knew that two sweaty, cummy bodies needed a shower.

As the shower water sprayed her, Angela's mind studied the naked form of her father's body. Until today, she had no idea that her dad was so muscular and brawny. He had picked her up and carried her with the ease of a weightlifting strongman. Yet, this woman knew the man's strength was tempered with the soul of tenderhearted gentleman.

As to her dad's physical characteristics, Angela was amazed by the man's hard chest and his well-muscled body. His beautiful cock was now lifeless and hanging low but the limp chunk of manly meat was still nearly as big as her husband's cock was at full erection.

Jonas was studying his daughter's body, too. This female creature was ten times sexier and prettier than the woman in his favorite video! Her gorgeous, melon-shaped breasts had only a hint of sag. Her nipples were about the size and shape of tasty, suckable cherries.

While this woman didn't exactly have an hourglass movie-star figure, to this man's eyes she had something better. With her all-natural curvaceous bulges and curves, this female reminded Jonas of a song he'd heard. He couldn't remember all of the lyrics, but he recalled these; she looks like a woman, she acts like a woman, but God she brings out the Devil in me!

This devilish man and his lady dried each other off, went back to their bed, and snuggled under the covers. Impassioned kisses came with an enthusiastic zeal. Kiss-hungry lips played merrily.

Just before he drifted off to sleep, Jonas heard his daughter speak softly. "Dad," she whispered. "You know Bob and I are having marital problems. We've even talked about divorce. Oh Dad, he's so sexually repressed for a man! If...if he only had half of your masculinity and sexual proficiency! Dad, I think you would try anything, wouldn't you? Oh, I love that about you!"

"Daddy," Angela quickly added. "I wouldn't want you to forget about Mom, but I wish I could take her place in your bed and home! I would take really, really good care of you! I promise!"

Unsure if her father heard her or not, Angela snuggled against him and fell asleep. These two lusty lovers slept the sleep of exhausted weariness. So soundly did they sleep, they overslept. A ringing cell phone awakened them.

Angela answered her phone, jumped out of bed, and began to quickly dress. When her father reached for her, she scooted away. "No Dad," she said. "Not this morning. Bob is on his way to pick me up!"

Jonas grabbed one his dearly departed wife's hairbrushes from a bedside stand. Angela permitted him to brush out her hair as long as he promised to keep his hands to himself. Ignoring this command herself, she reached under the bedcovers to check something out. Yes, just as she suspected, the man was hard and erect.

Angela knew better than to dare fate, but god she was so horny wet she couldn't stand it! Throwing the bedcovers aside, she lifted her skirt, stripped off her panties, and climbed into the saddle astride her father. Guiding his elongated erection into her dripping pussy, this woman sat on the meaty cockshaft and fucked her dad like crazy.

Fast and furious was this quickie morning fuck but Angela and her dad needed the orgasmic release in order to face the trying events coming up today. One was burying a wife and the other was burying a mother.

Once again cum fluids freely flowed between a man and a woman interlocking their bodies in the bonds of lust and love. Male and female loins rejoiced in an orgasmic mating ritual.

When a car horn blew, this cum-dripping woman jumped out of bed, pulled on her panties, and stuffed several tissues in to soak up some of the excess leakage. With a smile on her face, she kissed her man then ran away like the Devil himself was chasing her.

The funeral was a somber affair. The minister tried his best to make his eulogy a celebration of this wonderful woman's life. Jonas wasn't much impressed by either the minister or his message. Silently he berated, "What kind of benevolent God would allow a 'good' person to painfully waste away with an insidious, cancerous affliction?"

The minister did touch on one valid point. He spoke of how exuberantly friendly Beth had been and emphasized how the woman seemed to always be jovial with a hearting smile on her face. At these words, Angela squeezed her father's hand as if sending him a silent, secretive message which said, "I now know the real reason behind Mom's smiles and happiness!"

After the burial, friends and family gathered at the house. Taking a quick glance into her dad's bedroom, Angela was relieved to see that the man had changed the cum-soaked sheets and had made up the bed.

When the guests left, Angela told her husband she was staying a few days to make sure her dad would be okay. Bob didn't put up a fuss at all. In fact, he seemed to be a little relieved to be having some time away from his sexually-demanding wife.

Angela's 'few days' turned into a week. By the end of those seven days she was sore all over. Her pussy had been pounded by her dad's cock so many times she could hardly walk. Her clit was permanently reddened from being sucked and chewed on so much. Her asshole had been rammed by her father's cockshaft so many times she was so raw she could hardly sit. Her jaws ached from having to open her mouth so wide to eat her dad's meaty erection. Her breasts were tender from her father's many thorough oral and manual mammary examinations. Her feminine body must have absorbed at least a gallon or two of the man's cum.

Not that Angela minded being sore, oh no, this past week had been the happiest time of her life! She had decided she wouldn't change places with any other woman in this world! As wickedly sinful as it was, she knew she was falling in love with this virally exciting man. Her women's intuition told her that he loved her, too. His dozens of impassioned daily kisses were flipping her heart head-over-heals with their ardent obsession.

After the second week with her father began, Angela and her husband hardly ever communicated. Before a month's time had passed, a mutual agreement had been made, preliminary divorce papers had been signed, and the couple went their separate ways.

Jonas perked up his daughter's spirits even higher by taking her on a week-long vacation to Niagara Falls. Angela had reclaimed her maiden name so the same-last-name, happy, loving couple checked into a bridal suite under the alias of Mr. and Mrs.

Surprisingly, no noise complaints came from the hotel's guests or management when the blaring reverberations of the song "Who's Your Daddy?" played nightly. Most likely no one could guess that a half-nude daughter was prancing and dancing around for the enjoyment of her father.

On their last 'honeymoon' night together, Angela danced so enthusiastically she became dizzy. Slumping into her father's lap, she relaxed then sighed contentedly. "I know who my Daddy is," she mischievously whispered in her man's ear. "He is the man who's going to pick me up in his arms right now. He's going to carry me to our bed and he's going to fuck the living daylights out of me!"

Needing no further encouragement, Jonas scooped the seductive woman up in his arms and carried her to the bed they shared. True to his daughter's prediction, he fucked her like a cunt-crazed sex addict. Sweet indeed were the many intoxicating orgasmic highs the fornicating couple did have!

Before the copulating couple's orgasming euphoria faded, each one's heart knew that their future home life together would be blessed with love and joy. Yet, as happy as they were, their minds tried desperately to avoid thinking about the answer to one bedeviling question; what would happen if one virile seminal seed happened to implant itself into a fertile ovulating egg?