Drinking With Dad

It was Nikki's turn first and since she was drunk and they'd been talking about sex for the last half hour that's right where her mind went. She was sure she could get her dad to quit first. Their competitive relationship was being pushed to the ultimate extremes. Nikki didn't even think of it as her father sitting across from her. All the sex stories they'd shared obliterated that.

"Are blow jobs mandatory with a woman?"

"Maybe not mandatory, but if someone won't do they are probably uptight," Ben replied smugly, hiding his surprise. Nikki was really was taking no prisoners. She was a brazen one.

Nikki nodded. "Okay, truth."

"Spit or swallow?" Two can play at this game, Ben thought.

"Swallow, always." She grinned ear to ear.

"Truth."

"Have you screwed any of my friends?"

"None of yours, no." It was Ben's turn to smile. One of Ashley's bridesmaids had been very drunk after the wedding and they ended up in her hotel room. It had been a fun couple hours and he was very careful sneaking out of her room.

"Dad!"

"Ready to stop?"

"Never. Dare."

"Be right back."

Ben got up from the table and retrieved a zucchini from the fridge. When he came back he tossed it to Nikki, who caught it one handed, despite being drunk. "Show me your oral skills."

Nikki stared at him like she couldn't believe he said it, and Ben couldn't quite believe it himself. But he was not going to let her win. She held the veggie at the base and licked up and down all the sides, making a big show of how long and flexible her tongue was. Once she was done licking, she put just the tip in her mouth and sucked it very hard and it looked like she was using her tongue too. Her mouth opened wider and wider as she took more and more of the veggie in her mouth. The thing was thick and had to be at least seven inches long and somehow she kept taking more and more until just a couple inches were visible. But she could only hold it for a minute and then she slid it in and out, taking only a little more than half at a time. Still, it was an impressive performance and Ben watched in amazement. He had to keep reminding himself that it was his daughter he was watching, because his throbbing cock told him something different. For the first time he saw her in a different way, a way he never should have. She was not just his beautiful girl, but she was a sexy woman, and not abstractly, but in a very real way. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"There ya go. Your turn, Daddy," Nikki said, the challenge in her eyes unmistakable.

She was quite pleased with herself. She was sure her dad would not go as far as she would. She was consumed by the challenge and not even thinking about it being her father across from her. She just had to win. But her alcohol clouded mind was confused. Her little demonstration turned her on as well. It had been too long since she got to play with the real thing and when she didn't get regular sex she felt it. The way her father was looking at her didn't help. If Nikki didn't know better she would have sworn that was lust she saw on his face.

"I'll do a dare," he replied, fearing what his crazy daughter might suggest.

"Boxers or briefs. Show me."

He didn't move and she said, "If you're ready to quit, just say the word."

Ben grabbed the bottle of tequila, took a long pull and then stood up, unbuckled his pants and let them drop. He was actually wearing boxer briefs, which were tight and black. He hoped the dark color and the dim lighting hid how hard he was. How could he possibly explain that? He bent to pull his pants back up, but she stopped him.

"Uh-uh. I didn't say you could pull them back up. Give me your pants."

"Are you insane?" Ben asked.

Nikki just sat there, holding her hand out. Inside, he warred over how wrong this was, but now he could not concede. He handed his pants over.

"So what would you like, my little princess?"

"A dare please, Daddy," Nikki said, all mock sweetness.

Ben thought hard. He could turn this in another direction, and he should, but that would be admitting defeat by default. It had turned into a challenge to see who could be pushed further sexually. Should he go for broke? A dark force, deep at the back of his mind, urged him on.

"Thong or panties. Show me."

"Boy shorts, actually. I'll show you, Daddy."

By acting so sweet, even juvenile, Nikki was playing psychological warfare. She could sense her dad's discomfort and knew she had him close to breaking. Instead of staying in her spot, she came around the table and stood right beside him. He tried not to look, but she saw his eyes darting over as she unsnapped her tight jeans and they almost dragged down her light purple boy shorts with them. She turned so her butt was pointed at her dad as she bent over to pull her jeans off. The boy shorts were tight and cute and trimmed with white lace and she was glad that she always made sure to wear cute panties, even if she didn't think she was going to get lucky. You just never knew. When she turned around she caught her dad staring at her round, tight butt before he turned away. She left her jeans on the floor, but didn't go back to her seat and instead leaned her butt against the edge of the table and crossed her arms.

Nikki couldn't explain the illicit thrill she felt from her father checking her out. It didn't matter that it was wrong, it turned her on anyway. She saw his hard-on when he took his pants off, it was pretty impossible to miss. If he was as turned on as she was it wasn't so bad. But they were two drunk human beings focused on sex, how could they not be turned on? Nikki thought they shouldn't feel guilty at all. Her dad was a good looking older guy, it was only normal that she react at to that. The justification made sense in her drunken mind.

"Your turn, Daddy," she cooed.

I must be hallucinating, Ben thought. It was crazy, but it seemed true. She was only inches away with her pants off and he was sure he could smell her arousal, a strong scent that made his body instinctively react. His cock was harder than ever and he hoped his t-shirt was hanging low enough to hide it. He asked for a truth, afraid of what his daughter might suggest next.

"Are you a butt or a breast man?" Nikki asked, leaning forward so her ample bosom was practically in his face, straining against a tight, striped polo shirt, the kind a lot of younger women wore that seemed like it was at least a size too small. He hadn't noticed how good she looked in it until now. It was short enough that he could see some of her flat, tanned tummy, even when she'd been wearing her jeans.

"Uhm, I, I'm a breast man," he replied, unable to think of anything but what was right in his face.

"I thought so. I've seen a lot of your women." It was the first time she really thought about it. A lot of her dad's women were tall, athletic blondes, very much like Nikki herself. Was there a subtext there she'd just never seen? She told herself no, that her drunk, horny mind was just reaching.

"I guess it's your turn." Ben tried to force his eyes anywhere else, but they did not obey.

"I'll take it easy on you. Truth," she giggled. He looked like he was going to pass out. Why wouldn't he just give in?

"What's your bra size?" Ben spoke without thinking.

"Check for yourself, Daddy."

Nikki acted without thinking. She took off her glasses and set them on the table. She pushed her father back from the table and turned and sat in his lap. He tried to protest, but she did it before he could speak. She felt his thick shaft against her tight butt and she wiggled, nestling it between her cheeks, feeling oh so naughty. She wasn't thinking any longer, but acting on pure libido. With her back to him she could think of him as just some guy, not her father. That made it easier for her last few inhibitions to fall away. She started to pull her top up, but then stopped, grinning wickedly.

"Want to help me with this?"

Ben's hands acted of their own accord, sliding up her warn, smooth sides and grabbing her shirt. He slowly raised her top, hands going over her flat stomach and just brushing her breasts as she raised her arms and he pulled the shirt over her head. Her long, blonde ponytail whipped him in the face when it was freed. Her hair smelled fresh and clean, innocent. At the moment, it was the only thing innocent about his little girl. Unbidden, he thought, She must be an animal when she really turns it on.

It was like he was a voyeur, watching from a great distance. He was not watching himself with his daughter, but just watching two people teetering on a very dangerous edge. His eagerness to see what would happen next was a burning in the pit of his stomach. He knew he had to turn away, but he could not. Her ass felt so good against his prick and every time she squirmed he throbbed and felt a sick tingle.

Nikki leaned forward so he could pull the tag from beneath the strap of her soft, purple bra. He stared at her back as if he could stare through her and see her chest. The tag read: 34C.

"Are you satisfied?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" His mouth was so dry.

"That you know. Would you have guessed I was bigger or smaller?"

"I can't say I ever thought about it."

"I guess that would be weird," she laughed, like they weren't in the position they were in.

"Yeah, THAT would be weird," he said. "Maybe you should get up."

"Truth or Dare?"

"Really, you should get up, Nikki." Ben was afraid he was going to have an accident if she kept rubbing her butt into him. He kept telling himself she wasn't doing that intentionally.

"Truth or Dare, Daddy."

"Dare," replied, hoping it would get her up.

Nikki stayed in his lap and said, "Show me how fast you can unhook a bra with one hand."

"Nikki, honey, come on, we've pushed this far enough."

Ben found a log of self control in the flowing river of his lust and clung to it, barely able to hold on.

"Okay, finally, I win. I guess I have more spine than you," she laughed, getting up.

Anger flashed and he pulled her back into his lap. The contact of her butt on his cock turned his world sideways. Ben had never been so horny in his life. That log was turning, slipping away into the current. He felt himself going under. He was angry at her taunting, but more so because of the position she'd put him in. What did she think was going to happen if she kept pushing this? He'd always admired his daughter's fearlessness, but the flip side of rushing ahead dauntlessly was that you could get in over your head. Ben slipped under his river of lust.

"You're not too old to put over my knee," he said, caressing her shoulders and brushing her hair aside without realize he was still touching her. Ben ran his fingers over the strap crossing her back.

"That wasn't the dare."

"No, it wasn't."

He unsnapped her bra with a deft flick of his fingers and eased the straps over her shoulders. Nikki held the cups against her chest for just a moment, but then let the bra fall and leaned back into his chest, watching his hands come up onto her sides and stop just below her breasts. She took her father's hands and put them over her breasts. Reason was a foreign concept to her. The taboo of their actions was just a silly blockade, a barrier she went barreling through. I don't care, she thought. I want this. I want this right now.

Strong hands kneaded her breasts and Nikki laid her head back on her father's shoulder. He strummed her nipples with his fingertips and wonderful pleasure flowed throughout her body, stoking her flames. He lightly pinched her nipples between his fingers, drawing them out, rolling them. His touch was so gentle, like he was afraid he was going to hurt her, but she didn't need it that gentle. She pushed her breasts harder into his hands and squeezed her hands over his, signaling that she wanted more. She moaned encouragement and wiggled her butt in his lap, feeling his cock twitch against her.

Ben kissed her shoulder and neck. He focused on having a hot, horny, nubile young woman rubbing against him, not that it was his daughter. She had fantastic tits. How had he never noticed? Her nipples were full and thick and rock hard the second he touched them. She was moaning and pushing herself into his hands and he thought he was going to explode at any minute. It nagged at the back of his mind that he was taking advantage of Nikki, but it sure didn't seem that way. As he sucked on the side of her neck, she moaned, "Oh Daddy, it feels so good." And if he still had any doubts about her willingness after that, they were totally erased when she moved one of his hands down and pushed it into her panties.

Was it strange that it turned him on that his daughter was completely shaved? His fingers slipped over her smooth, slippery mound and he pushed a finger between her lips. Ben stroked his finger up and down, grazing her clit and Nikki cried out and turned her head to kiss his cheek. He added a second finger and pushed them both inside her with a wet, sucking sound. Angling his fingers, he rubbed her clit while he rhythmically fingered his daughter.

Nikki gripped the sides of the chair and with her feet on the floor she worked her ass into his cock, like she was giving him a lap dance. She worked her ass like a pro, like she'd done this before, which raised a whole other set of questions. Ben was no stranger to lap dances and knew his daughter was skilled. If she kept working that tight ass she was going to make him lose it right in his boxers.

"Feels so good ... oh Daddy ... don't stop ..." Nikki whimpered.

The fingers in her pussy were just what she needed. Her father's thick fingers filled her and hit all the right spots as he worked on her. Unlike Ben, she'd given up trying to ignore it was her dad touching her. His scent was so familiar and she knew that stubble on her cheek all too well from the many times he'd hugged and kissed her. But it didn't bother her. It actually somehow made it hotter. She'd always liked taking risks with sex, doing it in strange places, going after the wrong guys, and this was the most forbidden thing she could do. She worked her ass against her dad, hoping she could make him feel good too. His cock felt pretty big and she wondered if she would get the chance to feel it inside her.

"Daddy ... so close ... so close ... don't stop ... oh Daddy ... make me cum ..."

Ben had no intention of stopping. He wanted to make his daughter cum. He was as competitive in bed as he was everywhere else. He always wanted to be the best, even if that meant being his own daughter's best lover. He wanted it to be something she never forgot ... for good reasons.

Nikki's cries echoed in the apartment and she stomped her foot when she climaxed. She bent forward and her body tensed, trapping his hand between her legs. Her stiffness turned to shaking and the flash of instant pleasure overwhelmed her. She'd always had intense orgasms and the way they overwhelmed her was her favorite feeling in the world. There was nothing like when a lover knew how to work her body and make her cum so easily and her dad was one of the best. She sagged back against him, chest heaving, thinking of ways she could make him feel just as good.

Ben was not waiting for her to take the lead any more. He lifted her from his lap, turned her around and laid her onto the table, sending the shot glasses and bottle of tequila skittering to the floor. Tequila poured onto the carpet, but he didn't care. Nikki lifted her legs into the air while he peeled her panties off and threw them away. He pushed his boxers down and kicked them away and his thick cock sprang up and slapped him in the belly. He was harder than he could ever remember being, looking down at his sexy daughter laid out on the table in front of him waiting for him to fuck her. It was the hottest thing he'd ever seen. Seeing Nikki like that it seemed impossible that he'd never realized just how hot she was before. Yes, his mind was full of lust and not thinking clearly.

Stepping forward, he kept one of her legs up, resting it on his shoulder and he held his cock and rubbed it against her lips. She was drenched down there, red and swollen and ready. His daughter moaned when he rubbed her with his head and she looked between her perfect tits and legs to see his shaft at her entrance. Ben shoved forward, splitting her lips, and although he was big, she was so wet that he sank right into her. He took it slow because experience had taught him that most women needed to adjust to his size, but that was not the case with Nikki. His daughter pushed forward, tightening her muscles, trying to draw him inside her. She hooked her free leg around his waist and pulled him closer. With one long, slow motion, Ben buried his prick in his favorite girl.

Mind spinning, Ben slowly sawed his cock in and out of Nikki. She was so tight around him. He could feel every ridge and ripple of her cunt and it was incredible. She was working her muscles, making herself even tighter for him and he didn't think he'd ever had a woman with such control. He wondered how much practice his daughter had had to learn that trick. He held her one long leg against his chest and stared down at her. Those stunning blue eyes were locked on his and she fondled her tits while whimpering and moaning.

Nikki couldn't believe how her dad's cock felt. She didn't get a really good look at it, but it felt HUGE! She liked big guys and never believed the girls who claimed size didn't matter. Sure, a guy could be too big, but her dad wasn't. He felt perfect inside her. He might have had to take it easy at any other time, at least at first, but she had never been more ready. She really worked her pussy around him, pulling out every trick in the book. Nikki was her father's daughter and she wanted to be the best piece of ass he'd ever had. There was no question she had a lot of competition.

It felt so good, but she stopped pinching and rolling her nipples and grabbed the edge of the table to keep from being shoved off of it. Her dad was really starting to put it to her. His balls slapped her butt as he shoved it in. Nikki liked it nice and hard and she encouraged him to give it to her.

"Ohhh Daddy ... harder ... harder ... "

The words scalded his ears. Hearing her call him daddy while begging him to fuck her hard was so wrong. He didn't need any reminder that what they were doing was so taboo. She had no inhibitions and Ben wondered why he clung to any. He wanted his daughter as much as she wanted him. He was taking it easy, like somehow if they made love instead of fucking it was better, but Nikki wanted to be fucked. That's what she was asking for, and really, that's what Ben wanted too. He shoved it into her harder and hard and watched those fantastic tits bouncing with every thrust. She moaned louder, whimpered for more. He thrust harder and harder. Soon he was pounding her pussy as hard as he could and still she took it all wantonly.

"Daddddyyy ... Daddddyyyy ... yesss ... .yessss ... YES!" Nikki cried.

Ben took her legs and leaned forward, pinning them back against her chest. He shifted his weight on top of her, holding her down on the table and rammed into her a hard as he could. Nikki's cunt was grasping and squeezing, making it almost impossible to hold out, but he wanted to make sure his daughter came again before he did, so he kept slamming away. The table shifted from their frenzied coupling, sliding on the floor and he held on tightly to her legs to keep her in position.

"DADDDDYYYYYYY!" Nikki screamed, body shaking as she came yet again. Her dad's big cock drove her crazy, giving her such a powerful orgasm that her entire body seemed to explode. She clawed at his back and cried out his name over and over and he kept fucking her so hard. In that position it seemed like he was going to split her in two. Moments after she came, he cried out and rammed into her one final time. Nikki was sure she could feel his cock pulsing as his load shot deep inside her. He kept her pinned down, trapping all that potent seed inside her. She thanked her lucky stars she used a contraceptive patch.