The Daddy Love
by Wyma (NY, NY)
It was early morning and Dedra walked into the kitchen where her mother and father were sitting having coffee. She had just gotten up and was barefoot and clad in a short silky pink robe which both contrasted with and complimented her deep ebony complexion.
Her father smiled at her and she happily smiled back.
Filling her mug she stepped over and gave him a quick little kiss on the lips, and he kissed her back, with his hand playfully going around to pat her firm buttocks.
“Oh, daddy!” Dedra laughed, enjoying her father’s playfulness as she always did.
“The best looking and cutest daughter in the world,” he told her and patted her buns.
Betha smiled. “Oh, the two of you!” she laughed. “Wy don’t you just go into the bedroom and get it out of your systems.”
Of course Dedra and her father both looked surprised and embarrassed.
“Well, fathers and daughters can do that sort of things,” Betha said, being quite matter of fact about it. “And I certainly wouldn’t have any problem with the two of you enjoying that.”
“You mean … daddy and I having sex?” her daughter questioned.
“Honey …” her husband said, not quite knowing what to think.
“There’s nothing wrong with a little family love. And I think that black families just love each other a little more.” Betha waved a hand in the air. “Oh, you two … go on. Go and have some fun while I finish my coffee.”
Dedra and her father looked at one another with uncertainty.
“You really think that we should?” Charles questioned.
His wife gave him a playful smirk. “Yes. I do. Now go on … enjoy yourselves.”
Dedra and her father looked at each other again and he slowly got up from the table. Dedra grinned modestly and together they left the kitchen to head for the bedroom.
“I can’t believe that mom said that!” Dedra exclaimed as they closed the bedroom door.
Charles looked just as surprised. “I know. But let’s not waste the opportunity.”
They both got naked and Dedra could only smile at the generous large, thick boner that her father was presenting her with. He grinned pridefully, enjoying letting his daughter see his male readiness.
Dedra laid on the bed and he got on top of her, and pushed ebony length into her black pussy.
“Oh … daddy!” Dedra gasped as she felt her father's organ filling hers.
“Oh, honey …” He breathed as her warm wetness enveloped his organ.
“Oh ,,, fuck me daddy ,,. fuck me …”
Charles started fucking his daughter with firm confident strokes.
“Ooo … yeah … “ he groaned. “Ooo … yeah …”
“Oh, daddy … you dick is so big!”
“You’re making it that way. You always have,” he told her.
Lustfully Dedra found herself thrilled and aroused beyond belief to have her father fucking her. She was surprised by just how quickly her arousal was becoming unstoppable and she started climaxing.
“OH! OHHHHHHH!!! OHHHHHHHHHH!!!” She cried out with the intensity of her orgasm as her vagina gripped her father’s penis and her clitoris went wild.
“Yeah … that’s it… that’s it …” Charles told her, encouraging her sexual release as he continued to give her his hard dick.
“Ohhhhhhhhh …” Dedra moaned as her sexual energies were expended.
In the next moment her father was fucking his sperm into her.
“UH! UHHHHH! UHHHHHHH!” He grunted between clinched teeth as his organ throbbed deep inside of his daughter delivering its purposeful discharge.
Their long pent up desires were finally and at long last satisfied and in a way that only a father and daughter could truly share.
“Oh, daddy …” Dedra paned. She gave him a kiss on the lips and held him tight as she continued to cradle his hips between her thighs.
He kissed her back and they laid there together for a long moment, savoring what they had just done and accomplished together.
Chalres and Dedra, now dressed, walked back into the kitchen, both looking just a little sheepish as Betha smiled at the two of them in a knowing and pleased way.
“I’d better run,” Dedra said. She looked very self-conscious. She leaned down and kissed her mom on the cheek. “Thanks, mom.”
“”Oh, honey, I’m just glad that we have such a loving family,” Betha assured.
Dedra dashed out the door and her father got himself a cup of coffee and sat back down at the table.
“Was it nice?” Betha questioned, looking amused.
“Yes,” Charles confessed.
“Fathers like that with their daughters,” she stated plainly. “And daughters like that with their fathers. It can be very special.”
“You certainly are understanding,” Chares said.
With an airy nonchalance Betha said, “What make you think that I didn’t enjoy that with my father?” Betha just smiled. “And believe me, he started me at a much younger age than Dedra.”
Charles looked at her with surprise. “Oh!” he said and then he laughed.