What Daddy Doesn't Know (2 page)

“Hey, Heath?” Lauralyn tried getting his
attention in a moment of bravery, though she didn’t know what she
would do or say after that. With her eyes torn from his hypnotic
wagging cock, she felt unconfident, and looked away from him. The
Dirty Stepper Dolls gave Heath a glimpse into the mysterious world
of lesbians because a few began to grind each other, and the moment
that happened, Heath let out a groan. His noise changed something
in Lauralyn. She didn’t refrain; she simply had to touch
him—hopefully sleep with him.

At great risk, Lauralyn put her hand on her
dad’s inner thigh. Her fingers were inches from his head, and when
he didn’t budge from her touch, she adventured closer. She crept
her hand slowly along, holding her breath while she kept glancing
at her dad’s face for subtle expressions and then back to his
superb erection. She inched nearer. Every budge she made with her
fingers was that much closer to his shaft. More than anything, she
hoped he’d never notice her touch as she watched television, and
because he was so focused she was almost positive he’d never feel
her wrap her hand around his girth.

His cock throbbed more than ever when she
was in the perfect position to turn her hand over and then take his
dick in her hand. She gave his thigh a light squeeze, easily
envisioning his leg as his shaft in her hand. She wanted to give
him a fast hand job, just as all the barely legal teens on his
adult films stroked their stepdads. They were all rough, and
screamed as they loved it.

Lauralyn couldn’t wait, but just as she was
about to take his impressive size in her hand, her squeeze to his
thigh made her dad jerk in his seat. His head shot in her
direction, and for a split second his gaze darted to her hand
before he gaped at her while searching her eyes.

Lauralyn froze. She couldn’t even breathe.
She had no idea what Heath would do or say but she was petrified of
the consequences.

Like her, he was still. He didn’t seem
pissed like she imagined he would be, but appeared confused.
Lauralyn more hoped than believed he didn’t see her hand passed his
big belly. His stomach certainly protruded enough to hide his
length from his eyes. Maybe that was why he didn’t immediately tug
his shorts down to hide his erection.

The near impossibility of him being unaware,
however, gave Lauralyn a brilliant response. She removed her hand
from his leg, and pulled his shorts up enough that his stiff cock
held up the material, hanging it from his head when she let go.
“Sorry, I was moving your shorts.” She had no idea how lame the
excuse was until after she said it, but her dad stared for several
heart beats before slowly nodding. Then he turned his head ever so
slightly towards the television while his eyes were locked on
hers.

“It’s okay, baby,” he said with an unusual
quiet voice. Clearly he didn’t want her feeling guilty over the
gesture, and proved his words were genuine when he let out a small
sigh of understanding as he faintly smiled. He then directed his
attention back to the television, dropping the conversation.

Lauralyn however, still contemplated his
reaction. He either had no idea his shaft was exposed and thought
she merely gripped his inner leg, or he was completely accepting of
what she’d done. She hadn’t come to any conclusion before his dick
twitched on its own accord, and his shorts suddenly slipped off his
cock.

The momentary diversion of being caught, or
almost caught, should have scared some sense into her, but it did
the opposite. She felt like she got away with seducing him, and
could possibly sneak in much more touching. Suddenly she wanted to
know just how far she could go, even if she once again had to claim
innocence. There was only one way to find out if her dad would be
equally as lenient or unsuspecting she’d take advantage of him.

Lauralyn put her hand on his inner thigh
again, right where she’d begun last time. But as she moved her
hand, she could have sworn Heath’s chest stilled as he held his
breath.

Once again she squeezed her dad’s thigh.
Never had she enjoyed his big belly more, because apparently it
perfectly concealed his cock that was held downward by his length.
He truly thought she adjusted his shorts, and now she was freely
touching him. Her fingers were closer to his penis than ever
before, and she licked her lips in anticipation. She wanted to hold
his shaft, and if that didn’t get his attention, she’d do more.

As she halted her hand, she questioned
noticing change in his breath. Maybe he didn’t notice her hand on
his inner thigh at all. Watching television did make him oblivious.
He was breathing, slightly heavily, but otherwise he gave no
acknowledgement that he knew she was touching him again. Now that
the Dirty Stepper Dolls where back to flipping up their skirts to
show him more of their bodies, it was possible he was now consumed
in lust and insensible to all other things.

It took some time to work up bravery, but
boldly she turned her hand over, drew near his cock, and then
paused to glance up once again. Before she didn’t have the courage,
she wrapped her hand around his shaft with a purposeful light grasp
and waited to see what he’d do.

Heath chewed on his inner cheek, and
breathed out through his nose, but he didn’t put her on the spot
while asking her what she was doing. She even waited a full minute,
as his cock twitched faster than ever while she simply held him
with an increasingly tighter squeeze. Sure enough, the Dirty
Stepper Dolls hypnotized him to their swaying thighs, and she
succeeded in hugging her dad’s dick in her hand without him
knowing. Lauralyn was certain he was too fascinated by the young,
sexy performers to notice, because he wouldn’t let her get away
with this if the television wasn’t distracting him. He’d say
something—even if it was another understanding reply, “It’s okay,
baby.”

But then the Dirty Stepper Dolls finished
their routine, and Lauralyn still hadn’t released him. He continued
to breathe rapidly and stare at the screen. His penis pulsed, and
she marveled over the strength in his cock as it jerked in small
throbs. The movement apparently was enough to make him cum. Because
as she felt his shaft wriggle in her hand, white spurts of liquid
jetted out. She put her thumb on his tip as the cum shot a couple
inches on the first squirt, and after that it wet her thumb before
dripping down his shaft to pool in the creases of her tight fist.
For a split second, she swore Heath glanced at her from the corner
of his eye, maybe even with a slightly guilty expression, but
Lauralyn didn’t pay much attention. She focused on her dad’s
throbbing hard-on, marveling over how much slick cream coated his
cock in glistening white juice.

Lauralyn gazed at his velvety semen, having
no idea what to do with it. From what she’d seen, usually men would
rub their sperm into the woman’s stomachs or tits. His drops were
in her hand though, and there was nowhere to put it except maybe
have his cock soak it in.

The idea was perfect for the situation, and
Lauralyn began to work his cum in by stroking his dick up and down
in slow, firm swipes. The semen layered his cock to a wet sheen as
she dropped her hand to his base. She’d never seen sperm in real
life before, but loved the warm feeling and sight of a glossy, red,
dick—thick and marbled with veins with the greatest girth in the
middle. Something about a man covered in his own cum was erotic.
She wanted to sit on it more than ever now that he was glistening.
She craved slipping his sperm into her, soaking her pussy. Rubbing
in his cum no longer seemed important, but unfortunately, she had
to settle with working it into his dick until she knew she could
successfully sit on him without notice.

She was so consumed in watching his juice
wet his shaft until gleaming that she almost didn’t notice his loud
groan. Her attention suddenly shot up to Heath’s gaze. Her raising
heart only fluttered faster when seeing he was still focused on the
television.

She was getting away with giving her dad a
hand job while he either didn’t know what she was doing or he
simply loved it enough he didn’t care. If he was acting like
what daddy doesn’t know doesn’t hurt him
, then she had free
reign. She could do whatever she wanted to his stiff cock, and she
was going to do it all.

With all the liberty in the world to take
advantage of him, Lauralyn decided to do what nearly every actress
did in a porn video. She bowed to his penis and licked the tip. Her
dad jolted, but suddenly relaxed as he groaned. She glanced up, and
then tightened her lips around his dick as she gloated because her
warm mouth never stole his attention. Nevertheless, she could tell
he loved it, because his entire body tensed as she tongued his
salty head.

Lauralyn found his reaction thrilling; he
made soft noises as she sucked harder, taking more of him in her
mouth. She wanted all his length.

She sucked down to the end, pushing herself
to take every inch, and then drew her lips up before she swallowed
with her mouth snug around his head. With his throbbing cock slick
with her saliva, she found new excitement from his slippery shaft,
not from his juice but her saliva. Soaking him with a wet blow job
was extremely erotic. More than ever, she loved the idea of
sexually fondling her daddy. She was blowing her adopted father’s
dick, and his silky skin proved she could do so much more than just
give him head—she could fuck him.

Lauralyn moaned as she took his length in
her mouth again and again. She tried her best to keep his tip deep
within her mouth for longer, but it took some bravery to hold him
deep throat. Then she’d come up, and marvel over her dad’s focus on
staring forward. His penis enjoyed her attention and continually
throbbed, never getting soft, and even gave her the added bonus of
leaking pre-cum when she sucked the end.

With each stroke from tip to base, her dad
never said a word. He lay there, letting her suck his cock whether
he knew or not. She didn’t even think he noticed her head bobbing
up and down passed his belly. He panted in shallow breaths, and his
legs were so tense they began to squeeze her while she stayed
between his legs, but to her that was only proof his dick wanted
more.

If Heath truly was too engrossed in the
television to notice or care that meant she could daily sit on his
lap after sucking him, and she hoped that was the case. What woman
didn’t want a boy toy she could come to whenever she needed for
sex? Especially a guy that breathed so heavily she couldn’t mistake
that he loved his cock in her mouth and her daddy definitely loved
her sucking hard on his shaft.

Lauralyn puckered her cheeks she was trying
so hard to squeeze around him. With the added strength he became
louder, and his noise alone made her aching pussy clamp down. His
noises made her crave sex. She didn’t know how much longer she
could hold off sitting on his thick cock, and striving hard to make
him enter her virgin, tight pussy. She could only imagine it would
take some time, but surely his dick would enjoy every second she
tried to work his head in. Then she’d use his belly to hide the
fact she used his erection to make herself feel good. If he
happened to notice her sitting on his lap, she’d simply wait until
his eyes were back on the game and continue to fuck him until they
both finished.

As he gaped straight ahead, she quickly
sucked to his tip with a loud smack at the end. She couldn’t hold
off making her daddy’s dick go inside her, and since his penis was
loving everything she did, she sat up after a quick glance, lifted
her hips off the couch, and slipped her panties off. They dropped
to the floor, and she left them there.

After removing her panties, Lauralyn was
suddenly nervous. She knew sex would hurt, but she was sure she
could handle it despite Heath’s size. The discomfort couldn’t be
worse than her aching, and she didn’t have to go at a pace she
wasn’t at ease with. She’d make it feel good, and that was all she
needed to tell herself to make her act.

With her eyes on his glistening penis, she
crawled to his lap. She first put a knee between his legs, as she
came to him. As she attempted to straddle him, he conveniently
straightened his leg, but then she did push on his knee. The
movement was too helpful and she froze thinking he knew what she
was doing. But he was still a full minute.

Lust motivated her once again, and she
mounted her unsuspecting daddy. His hard shaft was pressed against
her vertical lips, but still her adopted dad didn’t move. She
skimmed her hands up his shirt, thankful her daddy was a big guy,
both his belly and cock.

Lauralyn reached between her legs, and had
to push up off his lap a bit to try to see between them. Seeing her
dad’s hot, red dick between her legs was incredibly seductive. She
held his girth and gave her clit a few delicious swipes. Instantly,
she hunched over and moaned. She couldn’t believe how badly she
needed his cock soothing her craving.

They both made sounds of sexual bliss and
she sat back down, having his shaft bend grinding her vulva as she
caressed his sensitive head into her pleasure point. “Fuck this is
nice.” She breathed out, and she could have sworn her dad heard
her, because he gritted his teeth and quivered.

She caressed his head along her sex until
their stroking was well lubricated. If she weren’t a virgin, she
wouldn’t have stalled so long, but she was scared of it hurting.
From what she’d read online, foreplay seemed to make all the
difference when it came to easing the pain for the first time.

Slowly she worked up the nerve to begin to
massage his head closer and closer to her opening. When she decided
it was best to not watch, she simply propped up his cock as she
rocked, and watched Heath. Her dad had moved while her eyes were
between them. He put his arm behind his head, and he was gripping
the pillow tight. As he rhythmically breathed through parted lips
almost like he was trying hard not to ejaculate, Lauralyn decided
it was best to get brave and simply force his dick in whether it
stung or not. She didn’t want him to ejaculate a second time, and
get soft before he even went inside her. She needed to fuck him
with a craving she couldn’t satisfy unless by his dick.