At this point, Alisha had closed her eyes and put one hand down her shorts. She started touching herself, daydreaming while she talked about the things she got so excited about doing. I swallowed heavily, beginning to feel the same kind of thing.
“Last night felt so good. The way you just used me, giving in to temptation and fucking the shit out of me like that… I mean, I enjoyed making you cum with my mouth – it felt really good to hear you grunt and moan before you came, and then to feel that I could actually do stuff that would make my big, strong daddy lose control and shoot his load like that… oh I love it… but… I think I liked being used as a fuckdoll even more. Just feeling you pinning me down and pounding my pussy, it was like getting fucked by a bear. And when you came in me! Wow! That just made me cum… so hard!”
“Uh, yeah… about that…” I tried to interrupt as a feeling of trepidation came over me.
“I loved knowing that it was you who did that. I lay awake thinking about it all night – I don’t think I fell asleep until, like, four in the morning. I just couldn’t stop thinking about how it was your sticky, gooey mess that was making my insides all slippery. It’s so fucking dirty… hearing my daddy moan in my ear, feeling your body on top of me, feeling your cock twitching inside me when you shoot your fat load into me, filling me up… uhhh….”
Alisha froze for a few seconds, her body stiffening as she masturbated to the thoughts of last night’s events. Eventually, she relaxed and eased back on the couch, letting out a long sigh of satisfaction.
“Uh… did you just…?”
“Yeah… yeah… It just turns me on so much…” she replied as little beads of sweat started to appear on her forehead.
Eventually, she stood up and awkwardly came over to me, apparently still having some issues walking straight. She sat down sideways on my lap, put her arms around my neck and looked at me.
“So, what were you going to say?”
“Uh, yeah…. about that… that I came inside you… is that okay..? I mean, are you on…”
“Why, don’t you wanna impregnate your young, fertile daughter?” she said, flirtatiously.
The very thought gave me butterflies. A nervous chill went down my spine. No, I didn’t really… but at that moment, I realized that even if I had known last night that I was about to make her pregnant, I still wouldn’t have been able to stop. The feeling of how wrong it was just made it all the more tempting.
Alisha leaned forward and gave me a gentle kiss.
“Oh, don’t worry, Mom put me on birth control long ago. Good thing, too, ’cause that was a huge load of cum you shot into me last night. I mean, it kept coming out when I showered, but… Yeah, I think there’s still some left in there.”
I smiled back at her, feeling almost proud. Most guys enjoy feeling virile and I guess I’m no exception. I also felt the butterflies in my stomach, still creating that tingling feeling every time she mentioned something about having my semen inside her.