What I Did for Dad When Mom Left Us

That’s enough, Dad. It’s time. You’ve been sitting in that same armchair for three days, in the same wrinkled suit, staring at the wall like the answer’s in there somewhere. I know Mom’s death hurts. It hurts me too. But somebody has to do something, and since I’m the only woman left in this house, even if I am your daughter, I’m going to have to take care of everything. Even you.

Let’s see. Get up. Slowly, that’s it. Give me your arm. To the shower with you, you smell like three days of grief and defeat. Don’t look at me like that. Yes, to the shower, I said. Get into the bathroom. Walk.

If you don’t start taking your clothes off, I will.

Suit yourself, then.

Off with the jacket. Now the tie. The shirt. The undershirt… like that. I always liked that little belly of yours. It’s not very big, but it makes me smile. Let me run my hand over it. Yes, I’m laughing, so what? I like touching you.

Come on, the pants too. And the briefs. That’s it. Good God, Dad… Mom had to be very happy with this.

Socks off and in. Don’t tell me I have to adjust the water for you. It just makes me angry, this apathy of yours, Dad. Life goes on, for God’s sake. Fine, I’ll get in with you and wash you myself if you’re going to be this useless. Sit down on that plastic stool. Stay there.

No, don’t look around. I already put away everything that was Mom’s: the shampoo, the sponge, her towel. Don’t look at me like that, I’m telling you again. Life goes on.

Here we go. Yes, I’m undressing. Of course I’m going to go in naked, what did you expect, for me to soap you up with my clothes on?

—Are you looking at me? —I ask, laughing.— Yes, I’m shaved. What’s the matter? I like it better this way.

A little water over the hair, over those huge shoulders. Stand up for a second. I’m going to soap you all over. The hair again, the shoulders, those strong arms I loved so much as a little girl… You smiled! I saw it. I’m claiming that one as a win. And now the chest, the little belly… I can’t help kissing it. And this… good God, Dad… so many veins. It’s hot to the touch. You’re not pulling my hand away, so I keep going. I pull the skin back a little and wash it well. The balls too. They’re heavy, damn. I came out of there. I’d be lying if I said this wasn’t turning me on.

All right, forget that. Turn around, there’s the back left. What a silly dizzy spell I just got. That’s it. That broad back, and the ass… it’s rock-hard, Dad. I run my hand all over your ass, I warn you, nice and soapy. Like that. Did something twitch down there? Well… no, no. Or yes. We’ll see.

Now it’s time to rinse you off. Water here, water there. Yes… I’m going to clean it well, so there’s no soap left on your… on your cock, Dad. It’s gone completely hard. It’s the biggest one I’ve ever seen and ever held in my hands. God, I can’t believe how hot I am. Yes, I saw you looking at my breasts while the water ran over them. With these wide nipples. Do you like them, Daddy? I know how you look at me at the pool. You were definitely looking at my ass in that thong too, right? You don’t need to say it. Your cock speaks for you. I keep stroking it, squeezing it harder. It’s throbbing a lot. If you’re going to stop me, do it now, before I kneel down.

Too late. I’ve got it in front of my face. Look, it’s as long as my face. I like tapping it against my cheeks, what’s wrong with that? God, it’s delicious. I like your smell, right there in the groin, on the balls. You smell like a man, Daddy. I can’t take it anymore, I’m going to suck it. I always used to stare at the bulge in your pants and envy Mom for what she had.

Here I go. It barely fits in my mouth. You taste so good. That drop you let out is sweet, I love licking it, slowly, right there on the frenulum. Your cock jerks when I do it. And now… all the way in.

I don’t know how many minutes I’ve been sucking without stopping, slapping it against my face, smelling you, swallowing as much as fits in my mouth. Yes, more. That’s it, set the pace. Use my mouth. Stop, stop, don’t come yet. I want to lick your balls, it drives me wild to do that. So heavy in my hand. One lick, another, my whole tongue, soaking them in my saliva. They barely fit. I keep jerking you off while I have them as deep as I can. Yes, I’m going to keep going until you come. I want you emptying yourself in my mouth. I know it’s been a long time since you’ve fucked.

Come on, Dad. Can’t you hear it? That’s the sound of my fingers splashing in my cunt. I haven’t stopped touching myself while I suck you off.

It’s coming now, I can feel it, feel it rising. There it goes. Give me everything. Yes, Daddy, give it to me!

I swallow, I swallow. Every shot tastes so good, Dad. Some in my mouth, some on my face. And you’re still hard. And I keep touching myself. Sit there. Yes, on the edge of the tub. Don’t make me wait. That’s it.

Now I rub myself against your thigh. Can you feel it? It’s my shaved, pink, clean cunt. It’s swollen from how turned on I am. Touch my breasts, your daughter’s breasts. Yes, suck them while I grind against your leg. Harder. A bite. I’m coming, Daddy, I’m comiiiing…

***

You’ve been asleep in the bed for a while. Exhausted. You were left confused, not knowing what to make of what happened. I’m not going to let you think about it. I just come in to see you, undress again and… look. You don’t know what you want, but your cock does. So here I go again.

I think I’ve become addicted to sucking you off. Can I do it every day? Yes, before you leave for work and when you get back. No, better before the shower. Sweaty. Dirty. In my mouth. I like being dirty, I like being used, being claimed. Fuck, it’s hard, Dad. So many veins showing between my fingers. All the way in, out, in. I almost choke, but I love it. And squeezing your balls while I suck you off. But I’m not stopping there. No fucking way.

Yes, I’m doing it. I want you to put it all the way in me. Be careful, my cunt might not take all that… aaaah… how it goes in! God, I love it. I’m going to ride you. Yes, more, more, like that. I tangle my hands in your pubic hair, in your belly. Look at my breasts hanging over your face.

Oh! Why is it even thicker now? No, no, don’t even think about pulling it out. It hurts, but I love it. All the way in, all of it. All you can hear in the room is the sound of my cunt swallowing you, of my juices coating you completely. Those big hands on my hips drive me insane. Fuck, I’m coming… I’m coming…

—Dad! You too? —I gasp against your neck.— That’s it, come, empty yourself inside me, fill me up.

I collapse against your chest, breathless. I can hear your heart pounding, wild. I’m so turned on I’m shaking. I rest for two minutes. Where am I going? Do you think I’m going to let all that go to waste? No.

Look. I pull it out from inside me. Put your hand there. See? It’s yours. And now I lick your hand. Long licks. I suck your fingers, your palm, your wrist. God, you taste so good fresh from my cunt. I’m going to want more, you know that? I’m thinking of milking you.

Wait, let me clean you up. You’re soft now, but it’s still huge. It tastes like me. I’ve got plenty of practice licking my own juices off the toys I keep hidden in my room. Yes, be amazed. Your girl is a slut. But I’m YOUR slut.

You’re smiling. You like it. You like me. And I love it.

***

It’s nightfall. We’ve been fucking since yesterday. Yes, I still prefer sleeping in my own room, but I love it when you come visit me. When you fuck me slowly, or almost force me, outside of you. I don’t know what goes through your head, but I do know what’s going through your cock, and it’s desire for me.

You’ve been licking my ass for ten minutes. Are you really going to wreck it with that giant cock? Are you going to sodomize me, your girl? Fuck, you got me so horny when you yanked my hair, you filthy old man, you pervert.

—Smack!

You’re right, I deserved that slap. But you’re such a filthy old…

—Smack!

Yes. I’m your foul-mouthed girl. My arm twisted behind my back, my legs spread, with my back to you. I can feel the pressure of your head at my anus. Holy shit, how it opens. It hurts, it hurts, stop, stop… no, don’t stop. Fuck, split me in two. Shit… you’re inside my ass! I’d only done it with toys before. It feels so good, Dad. In and out, in and out. Another smack. You’re going to make my ass red. Yes, it’s your foul-mouthed slut’s ass. I’m sorry, I beg you, I won’t do it again, but don’t stop, for God’s sake. I’ll do whatever you want, anything, but wreck my ass, I beg you.

I lose control. I’m your piece of meat, your hole. Yes, fuck me, tear me apart. I’m only good for this, Daddy: to serve you, to soothe you, to please you. God, God, I’m coming through my ass…

—Yes, please, come inside me! —I scream into the pillow.— I’m your semen bag.

I can barely breathe. I’m full of you. I love feeling your cock throbbing inside my ass, buried all the way in. I feel like your object, Dad. Please, do it whenever you want. Don’t ask permission, you don’t need it. It doesn’t matter what I’m doing. It drives me crazy. You drive me crazy. If I stick a finger in my ass, I can feel your cum. It tastes so good. Yes, I’m a degenerate, a dirty girl. But I’m yours, Dad.

And there’ll be more, of course. We’ve still got plenty to try. Thank you. I love you too.

Now I’m leaving you. I’m going to shower and sleep for a while. I kiss you on the lips. I devour your tongue, suck it slowly.

See you later, Dad.