Being A Good Dad - Part III - Sex Stories

Being A Good Dad - Part III

... tongue.

That was all he needed, a little lubrication on the gears and everything started to run smoothly again. He leaned in, his hands wrapped around her breast and he sucked in as he massaged her. The milk flowing freely and warmly into his mouth washed away any doubt he had started to have after his nap. His lips started to suckle and drink her sweet nectar.

It was again, like he was meant to be here, helping and sharing this beautiful act with his daughter. As the milk filled his body, coursing down his throat, soaking him in love and warmth.

Her father sucked and drank like a man possessed and Brie enjoyed every minute of it. Her hands were on the back of his head, holding him to her breasts. Her father wasn't just feeding, he was drinking and licking and sucking and nibbling on her breast. His tongue would flick out and wrap around her nipple every once in a while and it drove her crazy with desire every time he did. Then his teeth would scrape lightly across the tips when he needed to come up for air.

She couldn't help it or stop it nor did she want to. The more her father drank from her, the more excited she got. Her pussy lubricated and left a pool of liquid in her panties. Her hips started moving on their own, trying to stimulate her clit and her lips as she got wetter and more horny.

As she dry-humped her father, the friction stimulated his cock again in his pants. He felt it growing and it split his focus. The job was to empty his daughter's ...

... breasts of milk and make her more comfortable. But with his cock expanding out of control and trapped in his clothing, his frustration grew and he felt he wasn't doing everything he could for his girl.

He pulled his lips off her engorged nipple and his hands slid to her hips and pushed her off of his lap.

Brie whimpered and started to protest but Justin shushed her like he did his whole life, because he was the dad and he was going to start acting like it.

She stood there, topless, milk leaking out of her nipples and down her tummy. Her hips were still moving on their own, humping thin air. Her lips were quivering and she looked like she was going to cry.

Justin reached up, without hesitation this time, and unbuttoned her pants, pulling them down along with her underwear in one smooth motion. Brie gasped in a throaty growl as her wet pussy lips were exposed to both the air and her father.

She had just enough intelligent thought to ask a single question. "Daddy, what are you doing?"

Justin looked at his completely naked daughter standing in front of him, then looked up into her sultry eyes and said, "Daddy is taking charge as any good Daddy should to help his daughter. Now, help me with my pants."

She didn't need to be asked twice. She practically vibrated with anticipation and liked that her father was taking charge instead of second-guessing every move.

As he undid his belt and unhooked his pants, he lifted his hips, she grabbed the material and practically ...