"It's me, Madison. Your daughter."
The pretty eighteen year old almost felt naked as the man who'd just opened the door stood there staring at her, momentarily speechless. He seemed skeptical as his eyes roamed boldly over the curvaceous terrain of the girl's body. She had firm, oversized tits that were very generously displayed in the pink tank top she had on. They were bigger than her mother's ever were. She also had longer, shapelier legs and an ass that looked sublime in a pair of light, grey yoga pants. It wasn't necessarily the ideal outfit for meeting her father for the first time since she was two, but it had been comfortable to travel in.
Madison was also prettier than her mother ever was, even when Wendy had been the same age. But with her long, raven dark hair she was hoping the resemblance would be clear enough to keep the man from closing the door in her face.
Sam looked older than his daughter expected, but he was also much better looking and in much better shape, too. There was even a little grey hair on his temples. He was wearing a loose tank top that showed off broad shoulders and muscular arms. He was also wearing a pair of linen shorts that looked expensive. Seemingly satisfied the girl was who she claimed to be, Sam brought his eyes back up from her tits to her face. Most men stared at her tits anyway, so it wasn't like she wasn't used to it. But this was her father, and there was something kind of intimidating about him before he even opened his mouth to say hello.
The girl's nipples went stiff with tingles. Sam finally invited her in, curiously eyeing the suitcase and overstuffed backpack she lugged through the doorway.
"What are you doing here?" he asked. No hello. No excited welcome of his long lost daughter.
Madison started to feel even worse than when her mother kicked her out of the house a three days ago. Sam obviously had no idea the girl was coming. She probably should have expected her mother would do something like this, but after the blowout they'd had, then being shoved on a bus for the two thousand mile trip, there were other things on the girl's mind. She just assumed this total stranger who also happened to be her father would know she was coming.
"I thought Mom must've called you," Maddy said, on the verge of tears and afraid of being put out on the street for the second time in a week.
"Your mother and I haven't spoken in years," he said dryly. "Her choice. Not mine."
Sam's tone made the girl feel like she was being blamed for whatever her mother had done to make them hate each other. Maddy didn't have a clue. All she ever knew was that her father had left when she was two and didn't want to have anything to do with either one of them. So far, it looked like it was the one thing her mother had ever told the truth about. This guy sure wasn't happy to see her.
It fell on Madison right then and there to explain the situation. Her mother had vowed never to allow the girl back into the house again. She'd been completely disowned, although she anxiously avoided explaining why. She simply said that Wendy had said her father could deal with her now. He was her only living relative, and there was nowhere else for her to go.
Sam just seemed irritated and confused. At least he didn't appear to be mad, except maybe about being caught off-guard.
"Now I have to do something I never thought I'd have to do again - talk to your mother," he said with an exasperated sigh. "Just wait here."
Madison didn't even sit down. She just stood waiting in the middle of the living room of the huge, top-floor condo while she watched Sam go out on the balcony and make a call on his cell phone. It wasn't long before he was pacing back and forth. He'd closed the triple set of sliding glass doors behind him, so all the eighteen year old could hear was the muffled sound of her father speaking in an angry tone, then listening, then talking again, and then listening some more. This went on for a while. His voice kept getting louder and angrier sounding, until he finally disconnected the call and roughly tossed his phone onto a round patio table.
Maddy felt like her life was in the balance while her father turned his back to the glass doors and leaned on the low, balcony wall. He just stood that way for a while and she didn't move a muscle. The tears started to flow then. She was sure her father wasn't going to take her in.
It was a shitty feeling when no one wanted you. Maddy didn't really mind about her mother, but her lifelong fantasies of finally getting to be a daddy's girl weren't working out at all. Not even Phil really wanted her after all the promises he made.
Phil was Wendy's latest boyfriend, and it had been looking like he and the girl's mother might end up married, officially making him Maddy's stepfather. Maddy had been excited by the idea of having a stepfather, and she as much as she never got along with her mother, she was determined to do anything she could to help along Wendy's relationship with Phil. The girl was so devoted to the idea that she eagerly consented to sucking Phil's cock when he first tried talking the girl into it. He'd said she could be his girl even if he was married to her mother.
But when she was being honest with herself, Maddy had just wanted to suck Phil's cock. He was one of her mother's nicer boyfriends. He wasn't bad looking, but the teenager liked that he was forty years old. The only other time she'd sucked cock was for a guy in her class at school. She liked dick, but didn't usually like the guys they were attached to, especially the ones her age. She was even willing to let Phil have her pussy. But the way things turned out, all he did was yank down her top and play with her tits like every other guy in the world wanted to. Then he sat down and pulled out his cock. It was already hard, and Maddy got down on the floor at his feet and eagerly started sucking and stroking his cock.
Maddy loved the way Phil had gotten so hard for her. He was throbbing like crazy in her mouth, and she finally felt like she was somebody's special girl. But then Wendy came home unexpectedly and caught them in the act before Maddy could even suck the cum out of the man's cock. The teen barely had her top back over her tits by the time her mother had kicked her out of the house. Wendy had been mad at Phil, too, but she didn't trying kicking him out of the house, only her own daughter.
It was much too embarrassing to admit any of this to Sam, though. He'd probably call her slut the way her mother did. Yet what did it even matter now? Wendy had probably told Sam what happened, and Madison would be trying to figure out where to go. At least if her mother hadn't put her on that bus she'd still be back home where she had friends she could call. But she'd wanted to come here. She wanted to know her father, and for him to know her. Even more, she wanted him to love her. She had no idea what that would be like, but instinct told her it would be the most amazing feeling in the world.
Sam finally came back in. He seemed calmer now, even though he was still looking at Maddy like some kind of stranger. She guessed she kind of was. He was just as much a stranger to her. Yet he was a stranger she'd thought about every day of her life, always imagining what he was like, pretending he would love her desperately if ever given the chance to know her. That wasn't working out the way she'd always imagined even though there was something about being near him that made her nipples tingle and swell.
The way he was looking at her made Maddy sure her mother had told him about sucking Phil's cock. She was just waiting for him to think of what to say about it, but then he just told her he was going to need her help moving a few things out of her room.
Her room? "Does that mean you're not making me go?" she asked, her mind starting to spin with confusion and relief.
Sam frowned at her and shook his head. Then he picked up her suitcase and told her to follow him. He led her to a room on the rear side of the condo. There was a bed in it, and Sam set his daughter's suitcase on top of it. It was a corner room, with windows on both sides, and one side looking out over the ocean.
"If you help move a few of these boxes to another room, this one can be yours. I thought you'd like being able to see the beach from your window." His tone of voice was dry, like he could've been reading the morning headlines from the newspaper, but Maddy's heart nearly stopped. A minute ago she was sure she was getting kicked out on the street again, but now she was looking at the most incredible view and being told this was hers. She didn't know what to say, but Sam just started picking up boxes and moving them to another room.
Maddy started to help, and it was just a few minutes before they had the boxes stashed in the closet of another bedroom where Sam had some exercise equipment set up. He took another couple of minutes to show her the other rooms. There was his bedroom, which was just across a hallway from hers, the exercise room and another where he had a home office set up. There was also one of the biggest, nicest bathrooms Maddy had ever seen. Then there was the large, open kitchen, dining area and living room where she first came in. There was the triple doorway onto the balcony along with another single doorway at the end of the hall between their bedrooms.
While Maddy started to unpack and put her clothes into the dresser, Sam left the room for a couple of minutes. He came back in carrying a laptop and set it on the small desk in the corner of the room.
"This one's kind of old and slow, but you can use it for now until we can get you a newer one. How about your phone? Will you need a newer one?"
Maddy didn't know what to say. She was in a mild state of shock. Her father was being so nice now, even though his tone was dry and matter of fact. She pulled her phone out of her backpack and showed it to him. It was a couple of generations out of date. Sam frowned.
"Okay, we'll get you a new phone, too. If you're going to be living here I want you to be able to be in close touch."
Maddy's skin tingled at the way he said 'close touch'. She knew he just meant it in a normal way, but she'd never had a father to have to tell where she was or where she was going, or have to tell how her day went in school. She never had a father to tell her she couldn't wear an outfit like the one she had on now, or say she couldn't go out to a party because she had homework to do. She didn't know why he'd want to pay that much attention to her now after her mother had put it in her mind that he never wanted anything to do with her. Would Wendy lie about something that important?
"Yes, sir," she finally said, quietly.
"We can go shopping tomorrow," he said. "We'll get whatever you want for your room and new clothes if you want too. You live by the ocean now, so you might want some things for the beach. We might as well get you the new computer and phone at the same time."
"Oh wow. Okay, sir, if you think so."
"I think that would be best," he said.
He was making her nervous in a way that made her nipples stiffen and tingle. She almost wished she was wearing a bra under her revealing, pink tank top, but he seemed to like looking at them every chance he had. Maybe he thought she was pretty. Even sexy. And the thought of that actually started to make her pussy tingle as hard as her nipples. The girl's viciously ripe body and pretty face had always earned her a lot admiration, but the thought of actually having a dad who thought she was hot made her feel weak.
But Sam was so hard to read. He wasn't like any of her mother's other husbands or boyfriends.
"I wouldn't want to be a burden," she finally said meekly.
Sam frowned again. "You're not a burden. You're my daughter."
Maddy's face flushed hot. She knew he could see her blushing and that only made it worse. Her eyes even started to well up with tears, but she tried to blink them away. Even Sam started to look a little flustered.
"Thank you, sir," Maddy said.
Sam then left her alone to settle into her new room. She got most of her things into drawers, then looked around to see what she might want to get for the room when Sam took her shopping the next day. When she suddenly discovered him back again, standing in the doorway she nearly jumped.
"You don't have to call me sir," he told her, looking as serious as he had since the moment she came in. She wondered if he ever smiled. "I'm your father. Since we really don't even know each other I don't expect you to call me Dad, but it's weird having you call me sir. It's better if you just call me Sam for now."
"Oh. Okay, sir. I mean Sam."
"Yeah. Okay."
"Thanks for letting me stay," she told him before he could leave. He still made her nervous, but it was beginning to feel easier to talk to him.
"You don't have to thank me. I'm your father. This is your home."
It was the last thing she expected to hear. "I guess," she replied, unsure of herself. "I know you weren't expecting me. I thought for sure Mom would've told you I was coming. And I know this isn't what you wanted?"
"What do you mean?" He looked confused. She didn't think he looked that way very often.
"I mean I know if you had a choice you'd rather I was back with Mom."
"Where the hell did you ever get an idea like that?" he said, irritated.
"From Mom. She's been telling me that since I was little. She said you didn't want to have anything to do with either of us."
For a few seconds it looked like he was going to explode, but then he seemed to calm down again. "She would do something like that," he nearly spat.
Then Sam turned and disappeared from his daughter's doorway. Maddy felt a little confused, but she went back to making a mental inventory of things she wanted to have for her room. Five minutes couldn't have gone by when her father came back yet again. This time, he was carrying a large shopping bag in each hand. He just came in and sat down on her bed, then started taking packages out of the bag and putting them out on Maddy's mattress.
"This was for when you turned three," he said, taking out the first. "And this was for when you were four..." He kept going like that until there was a package on the bed for every year up until now.
Maddy took a closer at the boxes. They were all post marked about a week before the date of her birthday, and they were all marked Return to Sender. She could hardly breathe.
"You sent all those to me?" she managed to ask.
"Of course. Your mother sent them back. She said you didn't want them."
"I never even saw them!" Maddy cried. "I can't believe she would do that!"
"I can."
Maddy started to calm down a little. "Yeah, I guess I can, too," she said. "I can't believe you sent me a present every year."
"They're yours, so I'll just leave them with you. You probably don't even want half of them now, since you're bigger now."
It happened so quickly Maddy wasn't sure if her father's eyes drifted over her tits when he said it.
"I want all of them," she said.
Sam stood up. He seemed to tower over his petite but ripely curved daughter. After a moment's hesitation, he stepped close and put his arms around her, hugging her in tightly. Maddy wanted to melt against him and put her arms around him. His big, solid body was crushing her huge tits, making the constant throbbing in her nipples feel more intense.
"I've thought about you every day," he told her. "I always wanted you so much. Your mother lied to both of us."
Maddy started to cry. "I love you, Daddy." She didn't know him, but she knew she loved him. He was her father and he wanted her. That was all she needed to know.
"I hope so," he said, tipping her chin upward. "I love you, too. And I'm so proud of how beautiful you turned out to be."
She started blushing again. And she was painfully aware of the way her tits were touching his body. She was afraid of soaking a huge dew stain into the crotch of her light colored leggings. No one had ever told her she was beautiful. Phil had told her hundreds of times she had amazing tits when her mother wasn't around, but he'd never said she was beautiful. She wished it could've been Sam to touch and feel them instead of Phil. Sam was her dad. He loved her. He deserved her so much more. He was her dad and even though they'd been separated all her life they were still connected. All the birthday presents were physical proof. The emotional proof was in the growing heat within her young body.
"I wish I coulda lived with you instead," she told him, pressing the side of her face against his chest. Sam just wrapped her up even tighter in his arms.
"Me, too. I always wanted that. But you're here now, and you're never going anywhere."
"Oh, Daddy," she sighed, feeling like she could just melt against his big, solid body. She was barely even aware of calling him Daddy. It was something she'd done in her mind only a few thousand times, but the words seem to just slip out of her mouth like the most natural thing in the world. Sam heaved a deep sigh that pushed his broad body against the girl's highly conspicuous tits. It made her nipples tingle even harder, and without panties on under her yoga pants she could feel the unavoidable trickle of girl honey into the fabric.
Sam's hands moved from Maddy's back to her hips. His fingers were touching the sides of her ass and she just wished he'd grab onto her cheeks and squeeze them as hard as he pleased. She wondered if he was thinking about the same thing. How could he be touching those parts of her ass and not be thinking about it? The stirring growth in his shorts against her body wasn't something they could just ignore.
It was one thing to discover her father wanted her after all, but to see he wanted her so much it made his cock get hard was more than Maddy ever imagined. The bulge in his shorts kept growing, and the bigger it got the harder Maddy's heart was beating. It didn't even occur to her to think it was weird. It made sense to her. She didn't care what anyone else would think.
However, all too soon, Sam was backing away. He looked serious again and more than a little uncomfortable. He mumbled something about letting her get settled into her room and left.
Maddy was left with a wet pussy and a hot, sticky feeling in the crotch of her yoga pants. She was dying to touch her pussy and make herself cum. It would have been even better if her father came back and kissed and fingered her until she exploded with love and pleasure. She couldn't imagine anything better, but maybe her dad was right to break it off before things went too far. Fathers and daughters weren't supposed to feel things like that for each other. But if it was so bad, why did it feel so good? Why did it feel so strong? The more she thought about it, the more she realized what people said about dad/daughter love had to be wrong.
Yet Maddy held off on relieving the ache in her moist pussy. She was just as curious to open all the packages her mother never let her see every year on her birthday. Sitting down on the bed, she opened them all, one by one, from the earliest to the most recent. Each one was the perfect gift for the year of her life it was meant for. Her father had obviously put a lot of thought and effort into choosing just the right thing. It only made Maddy love him even more. She was amazed to see the proof that he never gave up on her even though her mother had put up a barrier between them for so many years. That's real love, the girl thought. Not what her mother gave her. And certainly not what Phil gave her, which was only him trying to get his stiff dick in his stepdaughter's mouth.
Maddy's nipples were swollen and aching as much as her pussy now. They were boldly conspicuous through her well stretched tank top, but that didn't keep her from leaving her new bedroom to go find Sam. He was out on the balcony, sitting at the round, patio table just staring out at the view, but when his newly arrived daughter stepped out he turned his attention to her. Maddy noticed the way his eyes drifted over her beautifully displayed tits before moving up to her face. It made her feel good to see how much he liked them. She wanted to be everything she could be to him, even if they were basically meeting for the first time.
Sam stood up and started to ask the girl if she needed anything, but she just rushed to him and threw her arms around his body, hugging him even harder than the last time and squeezing her full tits against him.
"Oh, Daddy, I love all my birthday presents so much," she said, feeling herself on the verge of crying despite the raging desires coursing through her ripe, young body. "They're just perfect. Every one of them."
Sam hugged her back. "I'm so glad," he said. "I always imagined them reaching you and making you smile because you knew your daddy loves you."
"Daddy, I love you so much," she said, half whimpering. It didn't feel the least bit strange to say this to a man she barely even knew. His being her dad was enough. She felt the connection between them stronger than she ever felt anything in her life, and the fact that he took her in so easily and then revealed all those years of birthday presents told her everything she really needed to know about him.
"I love you, too, baby," he said. "I know it hasn't been easy for you, but I'm actually glad your mother kicked you out. It makes me happy you're here now. You belong here."
"Ohhh, Daddy."
"We'll make your next birthday special," he said.
"As long as I can be with you it will be."
The longer they hugged, the worse the ache in her pussy became. Sam was a handsome man with a hard body, but he was her father and she couldn't explain why it made her wet just to be near him. But it felt too good to worry about it. She could have hugged on her dad forever, but just about the time she felt the stirring of an erection growing against her body, he broke the hug and sat back down.
Maddy wasn't sure what to say next, but her pussy was feeling wet and messy and she also felt grimy from traveling.
"Is it okay to take a shower?" she asked.
Sam smiled at her. "Baby, you live here. Of course it is."
Her dad's reply made her feel so good that Maddy just wanted to stay next to him constantly for the next hundred years, but she finally went back inside and went into the bathroom. It took a minute or two to figure out how to set the shower to the right temperature, and then she checked for fresh towels. She got the water going and then peeled off her clothes. The shower and tub enclosure was all glass with a sliding door, with a bigger tub than Maddy had ever seen before.
It felt funny to be naked in her dad's amazing condo. She wished he could see her now in all her glory. Maybe he'd love her even more and even feel proud of her.
Stepping into the shower, Maddy was pleased to find a nicely scented liquid body wash to clean up with. She'd had to pack so fast when leaving her mother's that she missed a few of the toiletry items she liked. But she started to forget about that while she wet herself under the shower and then started to lather up her smooth, young body. She spent a long time squeezing and playing with her slippery tits. It felt good to massage her big, sensitive globes as it made her pussy quiver and flush even harder.
Maddy couldn't help imagining her father's big hands kneading her tits. He was a strong looking man, and he could probably make her almost cum just from handling her jugs. Phil always made her wet from playing with her tits. He loved feeling them, especially since they were much bigger than her mother's. There were a couple of boys in her class that got to feel them, too. They'd gotten her pussy wet, too, but after giving their horny dicks a few strokes they'd both squirted their loads and lost interest. Both wanted to do it again later, but Maddy wasn't interested in getting that frustrated all over again.
At least Phil had fingered her pussy a few times and made her cum. He had fat, clumsy fingers, but his thick, middle finger had felt so good going into her wet hole. That was how she ended up sucking his dick for him. She knew it was bad to be playing that way with her mother's boyfriend, but she liked it that he was so much older and more experienced. Plus, since Madison and her mom were pretty much adversaries, the girl felt a feeling of triumph over Wendy. Right up to the point where she got kicked out for sucking her boyfriend's dick.
But now, Sam, her own father, was all she wanted to think about. No one had ever hugged her the way he did, like she was precious and important. He said he loved her with barely even knowing her, and there were years of birthday presents to prove it. If anyone deserved to lay their big hands on her ripe tits or get his hard, throbbing dick in her mouth it was Sam.
Maddy slipped one hand lower, massaging her thighs and going up to her wet pussy. It felt so good to rake her fingers along the wet lips of her slit, but at the same time she realized it had been too long since she last shaved. There was light stubble on her pussy and legs, and she always liked to keep everything perfectly smooth. Yet her clit was begging to be rubbed, so she ran the tip of a finger around the hot, pink pearl until a long, low sigh came up from her throat.
That's when the bathroom door suddenly opened.
"Did you find everything you need?" her father asked without poking his head in the door.
Maddy was flustered a moment, but then she pulled herself together enough to ask if there were a razor and shaving cream she could use. "I really need to shave, Daddy."
"There's some fresh disposable razors and a can of shaving in the medicine cabinet."
"Umm, could you possibly get them for me? I'm dripping wet and all soapy."
Maddy's heart was pounding as she waited to see if her father was going to come in and see her naked through the glass. He obviously liked looking at her with her clothes on. Wouldn't it be even better to see his daughter naked? Especially if she wanted him to. Nothing could be better than knowing her father thought she was beautiful.
Sam slipped into the room, leaving the door open and averting his gaze as he went to the cabinet to get the razor and cream for Maddy. He turned back toward the shower, and with a deep breath to bolster her nerve, Maddy slid the door open, holding out her hands to force her father to look at her while he handed over the items. When his eyes roamed over her wet, soapy curves Maddy thought she was going to burst into flames.
"Thank you, Daddy," she said, trying to sound as sweet as possible but realizing her voice was wavering.
He finally made eye contact. "I've lived alone for a long time, sweetheart. I guess we're going to have to get used to seeing each other in and out of the bathroom, huh?"
"I don't mind. I mean, I guess you've seen me before."
"Yeah, but you weren't like you are now."
"What am I like now, Daddy?"
"You're a very pretty young woman," he said.
Maddy could tell he wanted to say more but was holding something back. "I'm glad you think I'm pretty," she told him. "I was always hoping you would."
"You're beautiful, darling. So much more beautiful than your mother ever was on her best day."
Maddy couldn't suppress a giggle. "That makes me happy to hear you say."
Feeling braver, the curvaceous teen started smearing shaving cream on her legs, still leaving the shower door slid open. "Can you stay and talk to me? If it's not weird?" she asked.
"As long as you don't mind having me in the room while you're naked in the shower."
Maddy giggled again. "It kinda makes me happy. I haven't had you for so long I don't want to let you go."
Sam gave her the biggest smile she'd seen on his face. It made her body tingle everywhere. "I feel like that, too, baby," he said as he went to close the toilet lid and took a seat.
He asked her a lot of questions while she shaved her legs in front of him, making sure to keep her pussy toward him as much as she could. Then she shaved her pussy. Sam kept asking questions. Just things to catch up on as if they were making regular conversation over breakfast. Maddy finally sat down on the wide edge of the tub and carefully shaved along the lips of her pussy. Every time she glanced at her dad she found him staring at her open pussy. There was a huge bulge forming in his shorts and she just wished he'd take off his clothes and come fuck her in the shower until she forgot her name. She knew he'd make her forget any other cock she ever touched.
Maddy wondered if Sam could tell how turned on she was. It was probably hard to tell about her being wet because of the shower and all the shaving lather, but her sex lips were so swollen and aching. Touching her slit in front of her father was driving the girl crazy. She was dying to shove a pair of fingers into her slick hole right in front of him. She'd never openly touched her pussy in front of anyone else before, but doing it in front of her father was making her insides quiver with sensations she could barely control. She couldn't explain it except she knew how much he loved her, even if he was still a little intimidating. The big, rock hard bulge in his shorts made him even more intimidating, but it made Maddy just want to keep her legs open and let him look at her smoothly shaved pussy whenever he wanted.
Their conversation kept going as if nothing unusual was going on. Sam kept asking his daughter questions about her life. He didn't say anything about his phone conversation with her mother, and she still wasn't sure how much he knew about the reason she got kicked out. But she was so turned on now that she wanted him to know. She wanted him to know his daughter was ready to suck his big cock anytime he wanted her to. She wanted him to just claim her and shove his throbbing member deep in his little girl's hot slit. At this point, she didn't know how she was even managing to answer his questions.
Maddy started to think about rubbing her clit in front of her dad, even if it was just to test herself to see if she could really do it. But that's when he suddenly stood up, jamming his hands in his pockets in a feeble attempt to conceal the bulge his rigid dick was making in his shorts. He paused next to the shower stall and took a long, lingering look at his naked daughter.
"You're more than just pretty, sweetheart," he said. "You're hot and beautiful, and I can't even tell you how proud I am of you."
Maddy's heart nearly froze. No one had ever said anything like that to her before. But then her father was gone from the bathroom before she had a chance to muster a response. She got up and rinsed off the remaining shaving cream, letting the spray of the shower trickle between her legs as she bent her ass to the water and pried herself open. She then set a foot up on the inner edge of the tub and finally started rubbing her clit furiously. The other hand played with her tits while she fingered herself to one of the most intense orgasms she ever had.
Later on, Sam took his daughter out to dinner at one of the nicest restaurants she'd ever been in. He was being warmer and warmer toward her all the time, and she almost felt like he treated her more like a date he wanted to show off than his daughter.
The next day, he did what he'd suggested the day before and took Maddy shopping. He bought her new clothes, things for her room, a phone and computer. She even started to lose track and couldn't imagine how much money he must be spending on her.
Maddy especially loved being able to get so many new clothes, and her dad never seemed to care what anything cost. She got a lot of things she'd always wanted, and she was also sure to choose things she knew her father would love to see her wear. It seemed like every day that went by she was making an effort to wear something even more revealing than the day before. Sam obviously loved looking at his newly reunited daughter, and even better, the two were growing closer and more loving every day. As for herself, Maddy knew she was hopelessly in love with her amazing dad, and she was pretty sure he felt the same way about her.
A couple of times, once very early, the other time very late, she saw her father out naked on the balcony. Being on the top floor of the building, there was no way anyone could see him. Maddy realized her dad must have liked going naked out there, and now with her in the condo he didn't want to flaunt it in front of her. She could see that his body was nicely tanned without lines to interrupt. She also saw his cock. Both times it was semi-erect, and the second time, which was the early morning event, he actually stood up on the balcony and touched his growing cock.
Watching from a corner of her bedroom window, Maddy's pulse raced as she spied on her father caressing his cock, stroking it to a fully man-sized erection. She watched him stroke it for a couple of minutes while her pussy heated and started to drip honey. Her fingers were almost instantly working her slit as she watched, aching to be out there with him, pleasing his big, luscious dad cock for him. She knew it was what she was meant to do.
But Sam went back inside. His daughter heard him in the hall and going into the bathroom. The shower started running, and Maddy was sure he was in there stroking his cock and dying to know what made him hard. She went back to bed and fingered her pussy while she imagined her father stroking his beautiful dick to thoughts of her.
Meanwhile, Maddy loved living with her father, except that every night when she lay in bed by herself she started to feel alone knowing Sam was lying alone in his own bed just across the hall. It just didn't seem right that they were in separate beds.
Finally, after a couple of weeks, Maddy was ready to go crazy. She lay in bed that night with a hot, aching pussy, tossing and turning and completely unable to fall asleep. She decided she couldn't bear to pass another night without being close to her dad.
Maddy got up to put on something that would make her father take notice. Out of the new clothes he'd recently bought for her, she put on a white, see-through tank top that was cropped just a couple of inches past her firm, enormous tits. Then she put on a lacy, pink thong. With her heart pounding, she went across the hall into his bedroom and got into his bed, hugging his big, hard body from behind. Sam stirred awake and asked her what she was doing there.
"I had a bad dream," she lied. "I was afraid to stay alone."
Sam groaned sleepily but turned onto his back and looped an arm around his daughter's shoulders, holding her close to his side. Maddy's tits squashed against his body.
"I guess we have years' worth of bad dreams to make up for," her dad said.
He was only wearing a tight pair of briefs, and Maddy couldn't help throwing her leg across the man's body. She had his dick right under her thigh.
"Maddy? What are you wearing?" he asked.
"Oh, just one of the tops and new panties you got me. Do you like them?" She got upright on her knees to let him see what she was wearing. He looked at her in the dark, but then turned on his bedside lamp to take a better look. Despite the fact that she just woke him up, his eyes were eating her up like a piece of sweet, juicy candy. Maddy shivered to have him looking at her that way.
"Yes, baby, I do like them. You look amazing. You look amazing in everything I've seen you wear since we went shopping."
Maddy's nipples hardened at the sound of her father's compliment, and the way he was looking at them was making them throb. She could tell he also liked her panties, which barely covered the full width of her smooth mound. Even though he'd already seen her bare pussy, it made her heart skip to let him see her in an outfit she picked out especially with him in mind.
"Thank you, Daddy," she said, almost shyly. "I like it when you think I'm pretty."
"You're much more than just pretty, baby," he told her. "Why don't you show me how those panties look from the back?"
Maddy simply replied to her father's request with a giggle, and then she turned around to let him see how the lacy thong ran down between the beautifully rounded cheeks of her ass. She looked back over her shoulder to see his reaction. He was staring at her basically naked ass and he now hand his hand on top of the bulge in the crotch of his briefs, lightly squeezing.
"You like it this way, too, Daddy?"
"Just perfect, baby," he sighed.
Maddy gave her dad another minute to check out her ass and rub his bulge which was quickly getting bigger.
"C'mere, baby," he told her. "I think we have a couple of things we really need to talk about."
Maddy turned around and sat cross-legged next to him. He didn't stop rubbing the hard bulge in his briefs and she had a hard time looking anywhere but at his hand on his cock. And the more he kept staring at her tits the more she just wanted to push them up to his face.
"What do you want to talk about, Dad?"
"I want to know what happened to make your mother kick you out."
Maddy stiffened. "I sorta thought you knew about that."
Sam smiled, making the girl feel more at ease, although she didn't know how she could tell him what happened.
"Your mother just called you names and told me she was finished dealing with you," he said. His hand was still lightly rubbing his cock, which was just as hard as ever in his briefs.
"Umm, names?"
"Mhmm. I believe she used the word slut. Quite a few times. So I know there had to be a reason. Something must have happened."
"Do you think I'm a slut, Dad?"
"We're still getting to know each other, sweetheart, so I don't really know. I can tell you like to dress slutty, though."
He was smiling about that. Maddy was happy he didn't think it was a bad thing. "That's for you, Daddy," she said.
"I had a feeling that's why," he admitted. "But it still doesn't explain your mother's attitude, except for the fact that she's crazy."
Maddy giggled and relaxed a lot more. "Well, um, I guess something did kinda happen to make her say that," the girl admitted.
"I had a feeling about that, too," her father said, his hand still openly rubbing the huge bulge in his briefs.
"Yeah," Maddy stalled, not knowing how to admit what happened. "She, um, sorta caught me doing something with Phil, her boyfriend now."
"Something? Can you be a little more specific?"
"Are you sure you won't hate me if I say?"
"Baby, no matter what it was, you're still my daughter. I'm still your father. I love you and nothing will ever change that."
"Yeah, tell Mom."
"No thanks. The less I have to talk to her the better."
Maddy giggled at that. "Okay. Well. I was sort of, errrr, sucking Phil's, ya know, thing, when Mom came home at the wrong time and caught me."
Sam chuckled. "His thing?"
Maddy felt downright dorky. "Okay, okay. His, um, cock."
Her father grinned. "So your mother caught you sucking her boyfriend's cock and kicked you out. And now, here you are living with your dad."
"Okay, yeah. That's the short version. You're not gonna hate me now, right?"
"Of course not, baby."
He touched her leg with his free hand, gently rubbing her thigh. She felt reassured, but even more turned on.
"Do you like sucking cock?" he father asked, calm but bold.
Maddy stiffened again. It was one thing to confess getting caught by her mom, but how was a girl supposed to admit to her own father that sucking a hard dick made her pussy drip?
"I haven't done it that much," she said.
"Mhmm, but that doesn't answer my question. It's okay if you do. I mean, I'd hate to think of you doing it if you don't like it."
"Well, I guess I do like it," she admitted.
"That's okay, baby. Actually, I think it's pretty amazing you like cock so much."
"Really?"
"Really. Except, you're my daughter. And you're so beautiful, and I hate the idea of ever sharing you with another man."
Maddy gasped softly. Then her father pulled the elastic waist band of his briefs down below his cock, exposing his big, throbbing pole.
"Oh, my god," the girl whispered as she stared at his cock. She hardly knew what was happening when he took hold of her wrist and brought her hand to his. She curled her fingers around his shaft automatically and began stroking him.
"Ohhh, baby, yessss," her father sighed. "I've been dreaming of this since the second I saw you standing in the doorway."
Sam pushed his briefs further down while Maddy felt his cock, then she helped him pull them off all the way. Her pussy was practically in spasms now that she was sitting next to her completely naked dad. She started stroking his dick again while he reached up to fondle her tits through the thin, see-through top she had on. Even though the top was wafer-thin, Maddy quickly pulled it off so she could feel her dad's hands right on the flesh of her big, warm, smooth tits. It felt like nothing else.
It was hard to believe she was sitting there stroking her dad's huge hard on while he fondled her bare tits. It wasn't long before he was oozing slippery goo from his knob.
Sam then pulled Maddy down beside him by her arm. He turned to her and started kissing her deeply. His cock was rubbing against her body while he drove his tongue into her mouth and spent a long time fondling her tits. But his hand eventually moved lower, moving around to grasp at her ass, feeling her tight cheeks left exposed by her thong. Maddy got her hand back around the shaft of her dad's cock at the first opportunity. She loved the way he throbbed in her hand, not to mention how long and thick his sturdy rod was.
She would have happily taken her father's intense kisses all night. She loved the way his tongue explored her mouth, but there was something else she was dying to taste just as much. Anxious to please him, Maddy moved down between Sam's legs as he rolled onto his back and opened his legs wide enough for his daughter to get between them. She felt him watching her every move as she knelt with her ass in the air and her face right up to her dad's swollen cock.
She licked her father's balls first. She loved the way he kept them shaved and smooth. She sucked each one gently before sliding her tongue up the length of his pulsing shaft, then taking the thickly ridged dome into her mouth. There was already so much precum coating his knob and she savored the taste, eagerly sucking as more and more came oozing from the little piss slit at the tip.
Sam moaned with pleasure, and Maddy felt her face burning with excitement as she gazed up at her father with loving eyes and bobbed her head up and down his delicious pole. Just having his hot cock flesh in her mouth was making her pussy flush and drip harder every minute. But the best part of all was seeing the look on his face as he watched her moist lips slip and slide along his rock hard shaft. The pleasure she was giving him was all over his face and his chest was rising and falling with his deep breath.
Maddy had never had that much cock in her mouth before. There was too much for her to take all the way down, so she kept her hand going up and down his huge stalk in tandem with her mouth.
"So good, baby," Sam groaned. "Such a good girl sucking Daddy's cock so good. You're Daddy's girl from now on, angel. Just mine. Your mouth is just for Dad."
If words alone could have made Maddy cum she would've exploded hearing her father's loving compliment. It pleased her to know she could make him feel so good, and she was happy that he wanted her all to himself. It was her life's dream come true.
Maddy would've happily kept sucking her father's cock until he filled her mouth with cum, but he reached down to pull her off, and then guide her up so they were face to face and she was straddling him. Her pussy was against his cock while he took hold of her skimpy panties and started pushing them down. As soon as she got them all the way off she had her wet pussy grinding back down on his hot shaft.
He started kissing her again while he cupped her heavy tits in his large hands and massaged them. Maddy whimpered joyfully into his mouth and rubbed her slippery pussy lips along his thick shank until her dad finally broke up their kiss.
"Take Daddy's dick and put it in your pussy, baby girl," he told her in growly tone. "Ride it like a good girl. Like Daddy's girl."
Madison followed her father's instructions eagerly, reaching down for his cock and plugging the round tip into the opening of her hole. As she ground her pussy onto his rod, taking the thick prod deeper into her creamy, young hole, she couldn't believe the delicious feeling of being so full.
"Ohhh, ohhhh, Daaaaad," she cooed. "Am I your only girl? I swear I'll just fuck and suck you better than anyone else."
"Always, angel baby," Sam groaned as he drove upward with his hips, thrusting the full length of his cock into his moaning daughter.
Maddy's tits heaved and shook as she started to ride her father's huge prick. She never felt anything scrape the inner walls of her pussy the way his fat organ was. He was thrusting back at her as she rode him, fondling her tits and sucking her thick nipples. But he soon sent one hand down along her body until he reached behind her and snuggled the tip of his finger against her asshole.
While Sam teased the girl's rimhole, she managed to keep riding him even though his finger was make her shake and quiver. His finger searched the rim of her pussy hole around his cock and smeared her flowing fuck honey up around her rosette. When he had the tiny rim slick with juice, he began to push his finger up inside her ass. He was patient as he filled his daughter's asshole with his finger, giving her time to adjust before giving her more, and then beginning a gentle fucking motion in and out.
"Ohhhh Daddy, fuck!" she cried. "Yessss! Fill me up in both my holes!"
Never had Maddy ever felt like she belonged to anyone so much as that moment, belonging completely to her father. She loved feeling his finger in her ass along with his cock in her pussy. And with him going back and forth between her nipples, sucking them deep and hard into his mouth, she felt the most powerful climax of her life ripple through her body. The walls of her pussy clamped tightly around his huge, throbbing cock. Suddenly he was thrusting up hard, fucking her so her entire body was bouncing along with his. The hot splash of his hard spurting cum went off inside her until she was breathless.
"Ohhh, Daddy," the girl sighed as she lay down with her face against his bare chest, his cock still buried inside her. "I love you so much."
"I love you too, angel baby."
She soon drifted to sleep atop her dad's body. The next thing she knew there was light coming in the window. She only then realized she was lying on her back, feeling the most delicious sensation between her legs. When she looked down, she discovered her father lying between her thighs licking her pussy. Her clit was already hard and swollen.
"Rise and shine, baby angel," he said with a grin.
Then Sam pushed her legs upward, exposing her asshole along with her dripping wet slit. He spent a long time lapping away at her asshole and pussy, driving her to her first climax of the day. Then he was climbing over her, pushing his cock into her aching pussy before she could say good morning daddy. He drove his cock into her body with long, hard thrusts, pumping and fucking her until she was cumming just as hard as he made her cum the night before.
Sam kept going until he filled his daughter's raw, wet pussy with another load of hot daddy cum, making her feel happier than ever before. Her body never felt so good before, and she'd never felt this loved or wanted.
Maddy and her father belonged completely to each other now. Neither one of them would ever need anyone else, and the girl knew she was finally at home for the first time in her life.