Please, Daddy, I need you

“Come to me, Daddy,” Kelsey whispered as she held her hands out towards me.

I stared down upon her in disbelief. I had never seen anything more lovely, yet both my mind and heart were troubled. Judging by the effort she had put into making up the room, it was clearly not a split-second decision for her and certainly had been planned.

“I… I just can’t, sweetie,” I stammered, feeling torn between what I was seeing and feeling.

“Please, Daddy, I need you,” she whispered.

I recalled my wife saying Kelsey would need me, but I was certain she didn’t mean she’d need me in this way. My mind reeled, but I could not take my eyes of my beautiful daughter’s lovely body as I soaked her in. The soft candlelight flickered across her flawless skin and twinkled in her eyes as she gazed at me intently.

Once more she said, “I need you,” and motioned with her hands for me to come forward.

I felt like a robot under her control as I slowly advanced towards her. I dropped to my knees and stared at her for a moment before easing myself down beside her.

“Mom wanted me to take care of you, Daddy,” Kelsey whispered as she wrapped her arms and legs around me in a tight embrace. She moved her mouth to my own and we kissed for what seemed like hours. Our lips softly moved against one another as our tongues explored each other’s mouths, drinking in the taste of each other’s desire. She finally broke away from me, and softly stated, “Let’s get you out of these clothes.”

My blood was pounding through my veins as I contemplated what was to come. Were we really going to make love?

Kelsey began unbuttoning my shirt, and then pulled it open. Next, her fingers worked on my trousers, opening them as well before she told me to sit up. She helped me out of my shirt, and then moved to my legs to remove my shoes. She stared into my eyes as she slowly eased my pants off my legs. I was left only in my boxers, with a prominent lump tenting them upwards.

My daughter softly began rubbing my legs as her caresses moved up my body. Her fingertips tickled the tender skin of my thighs as she drew closer to my groin. She grasped the bottom of my shorts and said, “I think we need to get you out of these too, Daddy.”

As insane as it seemed to allow this to continue, I rocked my back to help her remove my last line of defense. When she threw the boxers to the side and looked back at me, I was as naked as she was. I was more than a tad nervous. She was the first woman, other than my dear Connie, to see me naked in about thirty years. Kelsey didn’t give me much time to contemplate things as she quickly moved her warm, soft hand to my cock and began stroking me.

“Nice cock, Pops,” she said with a grin as her hand danced up and down my shaft. My cock is not large, maybe seven inches, but it’s quite thick. Kelsey’s small hand could not fit completely around it, but that didn’t stop her from loving me with her palm.

Just moments later, she moved her head just above my crotch. Her tongue snaked out and she softly ran it all over the head of my cock. She pulled back a bit and began blowing on it, which sent a shiver down my spine. She then moved forward again and engulfed the tip of my cock in her mouth.