What Daddy Needs 3

Introduction:
Phoebe turned off the hair dryer and laid it on the vanity with her hairbrush. She leaned forward and looked at her reflection in the mirror. The change in her appearance was drastic and she wondered how her dad was going to react. Gone was the honey blond. Her hair was now a glossy, soft black that made her light green eyes look brighter and more intense. She had used a Qtip to apply the color to her eyebrows, too, even though the instructions in the box of coloring had cautioned her not to.
She picked up the tube of eyeliner she’d bought when she got the hair dye and unscrewed the top. She wiped the excess off the fine brush and carefully drew a thin line of black along the lash line of her right eye. She inspected the result and then dipped the brush back into the tube before applying liner around her left eye. She screwed the top back onto the tube and dropped it into the makeup bag on the counter. She put on two coats of black mascara and then pale pink lipstick.
Wrapped in a large, pink towel she left the bathroom she shared with her little brother. Once in her room she dropped the towel and sat on the side of her bed. She picked up one of the sheer stockings and gathered it in her hands. Fitting it over her foot she carefully pulled it up to her slender thigh. The lace top of the stocking had four strips of a tacky clear elastic that held the stocking in place without need of a garter belt. She ran her hands over the silky nylon then put the other stocking on.
She stood and crossed to her dresser. Finding the black, lace thong she wanted in the top drawer she pulled it on and turned to her closet. She lifted the sapphire blue hater dress off it’s hanger and unzipped the side before stepping into it. She tied the straps around her neck and zipped it up then turned to inspect her reflection in the mirror.
The halter top fit snugly over her firm, round breasts and the silk jersey caressed her bare nipples making them hard. They were clearly visible against the soft fabric. The skirt of the empire waisted dress clung to her curves. The hem of the short dress barely reached mid thigh, giving just a glimpse of the lace at the top of her stockings.
Phoebe smiled at her reflection, pleased with her appearance, then picked up the strappy silver sandals she had bought to go with the dress. This was a special occasion. Her father was taking her out to dinner to celebrate her seventeenth birthday. Though she’d been having sex with him – “Making love,” he’d said. “It might be fun to say fucking, but we’re making love.” – for the last six and a half months, this was the first time they’d been out on a date.
She was just buckling the ankle strap of her second sandal when there was a soft knock on her door. She sat up on her bed as her dad opened the door, waiting anxiously for his reaction to her hair. He stepped into her room.
“Happy birthday, pumpkin,” he said, the smile freezing on his face as he took in the long, dark hair.
She watched him warily as he closed the door slowly and took off his sports jacket dropping it carelessly on the floor. He stopped directly in front of Phoebe, staring down at her in silence for several long moments. Her lips parted and her chest rose and fell quickly as she held his gaze.
She looked like her mother. Jake had never realized how much she looked like his first wife who had suffered a stroke while delivering his youngest daughter and had died when Phoebe was just three weeks old. The shape of her eyes and her nose she had gotten from her mother. That had always been obvious to him, but with her blond hair and gray green eyes he had thought she was a perfect mix of Deidre and himself.
The black hair completely dispelled that notion. He wondered briefly if he’d always been unconsciously aware of the resemblance. Maybe that was why Phoebe had always been so special to him. Maybe that was the reason that, even though he had never felt a sexual attraction to either of his older two daughters, he couldn’t leave Phoebe alone.
One hand on either side of her face, he slid his fingers into her long, silky hair, lifting it and letting fall from his hands. “Baby, you’re so beautiful it makes me ache,” he said softly.
His hands under her arms, he lifted her and set her back farther on her bed. He unzipped his jeans and pushed them down with his briefs, kicking off his brown leather loafers before stepping out of them. Phoebe’s eyes widened as his hard cock sprang free.
“Daddy, Gran and Justin . . .” she began tremulously as he kneeled on the bed and laid her back.
“Are downstairs playing a video game,” he finished as he lowered his body onto hers.
She moaned softly as he pushed the crotch of her thong aside and his fingers began to stroke her slit. He concentrated on the hard bud of her clit for several minutes before plunging his middle finger into her sopping pussy. He thrust in and out a few times before sliding his ring finger into her, too. The sound of her wet cunt sucking at his fingers drove him wild.
She lifted her hips as he pushed her dress out of the way, bunching it around her waist before he moved between her firm, satiny thighs and position the head of his cock against her tight, hot opening. She groaned loudly as he pushed into her and began to thrust hard and fast. She wrapped her legs around his waist and rocked up to meet him.
He pushed up on his arms and looked down into his daughter’s lovely face. Her lips were slightly parted and her eyes were closed. He needed to see her eyes, the same gray green as his own.
“Phoebe,” he said hoarsely. “Open your eyes, baby.”
She did, looking up at him with pleasure glazing her expression. His hands on the backs of her thighs pushed her knees up to her chest. “Look, baby,” he breathed, watching as his cock pounded into his daughter’s warm, wet cunt.
Phoebe lifted her head and watched her dad’s thick cock thrusting into her body. “Oh fuck, Daddy,” she moaned as she fell back against her pillow. “Fuck me. Don’t stop. Daddy, don’t stop.”
He leaned down and kissed her thrusting as deeply into her as he could. His breathing was growing ragged and he felt his balls tightening. Phoebe started whimpering and cooing to him and he knew that she was as close to cumming as he was. He increased his tempo and felt her body stiffen, her hands grabbing at his ass as she tried to pull him deeper into her grasping cunt.
He felt the tight sheath of her vagina rippling around his rigid cock and he groaned loudly as he errupted into his daughter. “Christ, Phoebe,” he moaned as his cock pulsed and spewed his semen into her wetly sucking cunt. “Baby, what are you doing to me?”
He collapsed onto her and she held him tightly until his cock grew limp and slid out of her. He finally raised his head and kissed her deeply. “I love you, Phoebs.”
“I know, Daddy,” she said smiling softly. I love you, too.”
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It was just after 9:00 PM when they got home. Jake stopped at the front door and pulled Phoebe into his arms. He leaned down and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed up onto her toes as her lips parted and his tongue pushed into her mouth.
He lifted his head and gazed down at her in the soft glow of the porch light. “I want you to sleep in my bed from now on,” he said smoothing her hair back from her face.
“What about Justin?” she asked. “He’ll know.”
“He’ll be asleep when we go to bed and you can get up early and go to your room before Gran gets here to get you both up for school,” he said.
Phoebe smiled brightly. “Okay, Daddy.”
Jake unlocked the door and Phoebe proceeded him into the house. He stopped in the kitchen to pour a drink while Phoebe walked through to the den. Her gran looked up from the TV as Phoebe dropped onto the sofa.
“Did you have a nice time?” she asked smiling.
“It was great,” Phoebe said leaning against her Grandmother’s side. “Where’s Justin?”
“I sent him up to get ready for bed a few minutes before you and your dad got home.”
“I’d better go check on him,” Phoebe said sitting up and rising to her feet.
She smiled up at her dad running her hand down his arm and squeezing his hand as they passed in the wide doorway, His eyes burned into hers and she felt her face flush. She wasn’t sure exactly what it was, but something had changed in their relationship and she liked it.
She climbed the stairs and walked down the hall to her room. She took off the short black crochet shrug that she had worn over the halter dress and tossed it on her bed as she crossed to the bathroom door. She pushed the door open without knocking and walked in.
“Ready for bed, squirt?” she asked.before realiziing that her nearly ten year old brother was naked from the waist down.
Justin jumped and turned toward his sister with a guilty look on his face. He covered his rigid, little cock with both of his hands. Phoebe tried not to smile as she crossed the bathroom to sit on the side of the tub.
“What are you doing, Justin?” she asked softly.
“I . . . uh . . . just rubbing it a little,” he stuttered, his long, brown hair falling over his eyes.
“Show me,” Phoebe said.
He looked at her uncertainly. She let her legs fall open and began rubbing her pussy through the damp fabric of her thong. Justin’s eyes grew wide and his fingers closed around his stiff four inch penis and he began to stroke it furiously, his breath coming in grunting gasps.
“Christ, Justin,” Phoebe said pulling him to stand in front of her. “You’re going to hurt yourself.”
She licked her fingers and closed her thumb and forefinger around his little cock and began to stroke him slowly. He put his hands on her shoulders to steady himself and stared down at his sister’s hand moving up and down on his cock faster and faster. She slid her free hand between his thighs and began massaging his balls,
“Phoebe,” he said breathlessly, “it’s happening.”
She dropped onto her knees and leaned down to take his cock in her mouth. He gasped, his fists clenching around fistfuls of her hair as she bobbed up and down easily taking his entire penis into her mouth. Justin groaned as his hips jerked wildly and a small amount of cum errupted forcefully from his cock.
Phoebe’s hands closed over his narrow butt as his knees buckled and she continued to suck him more gently as he shuddered and his cock twitched in her warm, wet mouth. After a few moments she let his flaccid dick slip from between her lips.
Still breathing heavily, Justin looked down at her with wonder filled eyes. He placed his hands on either side of her face and leaned down to press his lips firmly against hers in a sweet, closed mouth kiss.
When he lifted his head Phoebe smiled at at him. “You need to get to bed,” she said gently.
He nodded and retrieved his underwear pulling them on before heading into his room. Phoebe stood up and straightened her hair in front of the mirror. She took a swig of mouth wash and gargled before spitting it into the sink. Her dad couldn’t taste her baby brother in her mouth. She filled the glass by the sink with cold water and drank a few sips before going into Justin’s room to say goodnight. He was already asleep.
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Jake pulled the sheet back as Phoebe crawled into his bed. Our bed, he corrected himself in his head as she laid down and pressed her warm, naked body against his. His hands roamed over her firm young flesh and his cock twitched against the soft skin of her thigh.
He turned her onto her back and leaned over her to kiss her sweet, full lips. He wasn’t sure when it had happened, but he had realized during their evening out that he didn’t just love his daughter. He was in love with his daughter.
Phoebe wound her arms around his neck and returned his kiss with a passion matching his own. Her hands roamed over his shoulders as she tried to press herself more firmly against him. His lips left hers and trailed down her throat and across her chest to the swell of her breast.
His teeth closed on the flesh just above her nipple and he sucked hard. Phoebe gasped, her hands flying to close around the back of his head as her body arched against his. He lifted his head and looked at the dark purple bruise.
“Mine,” he said huskily. “You’re mine, Phoebe.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered breathlessly. “I’m yours.”
His cock was throbbing with his need to be inside her, but tonight was for his beautiful daughter, his young lover. He licked her stiff nipple then sucked it into his mouth nursing it gently. His hand moved lower, sliding between her legs.
She was already wet and his rigid prick twitched and drooled against her thigh. He pushed two fingers into her tight cunt and began to fuck her slowly with them. She groaned and rocked her hips in time with his thrusting hand.
His mouth left her breast and traveled across her flat stomach. She quivered in anticipation as his tongue caressed her navel. He pushed another finger into her drenched pussy and continued to fuck them in and out. Phoebe moaned and began kneading her breasts. She rolled her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and writhed against the pillows.
Increasing his tempo he slid a forth finger into her and then folded his thumb over and worked his hand into her tight, young cunt. He curled his fingers into a fist and pushed deeper. One of her hands left her breasts and caressed her abdomen before sliding between her legs. she ran her fingers across the top of her dad’s wrist and moaned loudly before beginning to rub the hard nub of her clit. Jake nosed her fingers out of the way and took her clit into his mouth sucking and nibbling.
“Daddy,” she whimpered as she bucked her hips. “Oh fuck. Daddy. Daaadddyyyyy!”
He let the contractions rippling through her vagina push his fist out and pressed his mouth against against the opening to drink the sweetness flowing out of her gorgeous young body. He moaned into her and lapped up the wetness. He lifted his head and looked up at her.
She lay still against the pillows, her eyes closed, her chest still rising and falling rapidly. Jake pushed her thighs up and apart. Her eyelids fluttered open as he lifted her hips and pressed his lips against the puckered, brown ring of her anus.
She gasped as his tongue circled the tight opening. He curled his tongue lengthwise and pushed it into her as far as he could. She threw her head back and arched her body as he started fucking her asshole with his stiffened tongue.
“Daddy, it feels so good,” she said huskily, rocking against his mouth.
He lifted his head and pushed up reaching for the jar of vaseline he‘d st on the night stand. He‘d already loosened the top and he tipped it off as he lifted it. Kneeling between her upraised knees, he dipped his fingers into the greasy salve then pushed one finger against her tight sphincter, She gasped and bit her lip as he started working it in and out. As she loosened up for him he pushed another finger into her and fucked them in deep.
When he was satisfied that she was ready for him he dipped his fingers into the jar again and slathered his cock with Vaseline. “Pull your knees up, baby,” he instructed.
Phoebe obeyed and and his fingers closed around the shaft of his throbbing prick and he slowly pushed it into her tight ass. Her sharply indrawn breath hissed loudly through her clenched teeth as her tight little asshole stretched to accommodate his thick cock. He withdrew an inch or two and then thrust into her burying the entire length of his penis in her.
As he began to thrust into her faster and harder he closed his eyes and let his head fall back. When he felt her fingers prodding his cock as she rubbed her pussy, he opened his eyes and looked down at her again. .He watched her fingers slide through the pink folds faster and faster as her breathing grew ragged.. She rocked up to meet his hard thrusts and he leaned forward and pounded his cock into her tight ass.
“Phoebs,” he said hoarsely, his breath hissing through his teeth.
“Uh huh,” she whimpered. “Daddy, cum in me. I want to feel you cum in my ass.”
Jake fucked her hard and fast, each powerful thrust rocking her body. Phoebe tossed her head back and forth on the pillows. “Cum for me, Daddy. Cum. Cum.” she panted breathlessly as her body arched and she groaned loudly.
Jake pressed her legs up and farther apart and pounded his cock into her, growling as his balls drew up and let go, His semen roared through his throbbing member and burst from the tip flooding her bowels with one long rope of cum after another.
He collasped onto her and she held him tightly. “I love you, Daddy. I love you so much.” She rained kisses over his face as his breathing slowed and his cock softened until it popped out of her anus with a soft plop.
He rolled onto his side facing her and gathered her in his arms. He kissed her gently and smoothed her damp hair back from her face. “I love you, Phoebe,” he said quietly. “Happy birthday, kitten.”
She smiled sleepily and snuggled into his arms. Jake kissed her forehead and closed his eyes.

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