2. Lacey's Birthday

Thank you to everyone who sent me positive feedback on my first submission. This story follows the first chapter. Lacey and her father are on their way to their lakeside family cabin for some father-daughter bonding to celebrate her 18th birthday and graduation from high school. All characters and over the age of 18. They are also fictional.

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The drive to the lake is going smoothly, though my hard-on is a little obnoxious. Before Lacey and I left the house, my wife, Kat, had dressed her in a white baby-doll dress exposing most of our daughter's tan slender thighs. I know too, that Kat had prepped and shaved Lacey's pussy bare for me. As Lacey sits next to me in the front seat of my convertible, I will get my first glimpse of her pretty pink pussy lips if that dress of hers slides up any higher. Her nipples jut out from her tits, pressing like the nubs of a pencil eraser against the gauzy material of the dress. When the road gets rough, her perfect, round tits jiggle and her nipples get even harder. Keeping my eyes on the road is a challenge. I take a quick glance at her face. She's scowling at her phone screen, chewing on her lower lip, frustrated by some stupid game, I'm sure. Then she looks over at me and smiles brightly, her lips puffy, wisps of her blond hair blowing into her face. God, she is so beautiful.

I don't want to stop for dinner, but we don't have much in the way of groceries and she's going to need some nutrition in her. Tomorrow I can go to the store and do more shopping. There's a little diner on the edge of town and I pull into the parking lot. As we walk in, I can see a dozen old men all swivel their heads to look at her, the white dress hugging her curves, leaving little to the imagination. I wrap my arm around her shoulders protectively and say, "Let's grab a table, baby girl."

I force myself to eat a hamburger and fries, but all I want to do is get her to the lake where we will be alone, and I can begin her training. The waitress brings our check and openly stares at my bulging cock and she says with a smirk, "Let me know if you want help with that."

Lacey is focused on her phone again, so I surprise the waitress by saying, "Where can we go?" She's nowhere near as beautiful as my daughter, but she's cute with small but firm tits, big brown eyes framed in heavy eyeliner, and lavender-colored hair.

"Hell, yeah," she replies quietly. "The office in back is free -- my boss has gone home for the day." She motions toward the back of the restaurant. "Go toward the restrooms and take the last door on the right." My dick swells to full size knowing that release is near. It won't take me long to empty my load.

"Baby girl, I need to use the toilet, can you wait here for a couple of minutes? I don't want you talking to any men, okay?" I tell Lacey.

I get up and adjust my hard cock in my jeans as much as I can and head to the office. Opening the door, I see the waitress already on her knees ready for me. "Let me suck you first," she whispers. "I can finish you that way or if you want to fuck me, I'm up for that too, as long as you let me cum too."

I undo my belt and jeans and growl, "Make it fast. I don't trust those dirty old men out there with her." I pull out my throbbing cock. Her brown eyes widen at the size of it, and she moans as she leans forward to lick the drop of pre-cum from the tip of my cock, then slides her lips tightly all the way down my shaft, looking me in the eyes as she does so. The girl knows what she's doing. She takes my hands and guides them to either side of her head. I take the hint and hold her tight against my cock as I start fucking her mouth slowly. Copious amounts of her saliva flood my cock as she takes me deep into her throat - exactly how I like.

I can feel the muscles of her neck quivering as she struggles to breathe, and I release the pressure just for a moment to let her catch her breath before pulling her to me again. As I fuck her hot, wet mouth, she matches her breathing with each thrust, like a pro. She can take more, I think to myself, and I hold her head tight as I drive the thick head of my cock far into the tight hole at the back of her throat, forcing her to take me even deeper as she starts to gag. Reaching down with my right hand, I grasp her neck. She's taking my cock so deep I can feel her throat bulge with the force of my hips. Tears brighten her eyes, threatening to spill, but her face is radiant.

I hesitate for a moment, then pull her to her feet, turn her around and push her over the desk, yanking her skirt up around her waist. I line the head of my swollen cock, slick with her saliva, against the entrance to the wet warmth of her pussy pausing only a split second before thrusting into her up to my hilt, my heavy balls smacking against her ass.

My grunting and her moaning fill the room as I take what I need from the waitress without mercy. Her pussy pulses with each thrust, a tight vise gripping my hungry, thick cock. She wants it hard. As expected, it only takes me a couple of minutes of fucking her tight cunt until my balls tighten and I cum deep in her pussy, groaning with the release. As my cum shoots into her, I keep pumping my hips while I reach around to to roughly pinch and pull at her swollen clit to finish her off. She cries out and her knees buckle as her body shakes. My cock is still deep within her when I feel her pussy muscles fiercely gripping me as she orgasms and collapses over her boss's desk.

I pull up my jeans, tucking my cock away. This was my third release of the day. Hopefully it will ease the ache, but then I think of Lacey's smooth pink pussy, and my balls start tingling again. Nothing is going to relieve me except fucking my daughter's tight virgin hole.

I head out to the table where Lacey is finishing up her french fries. I pay our check and add a $100 bill as a tip. Taking her hand in mine I lead her out to the car, she looks at me worriedly. "Are you okay, Daddy?" she asks in her little voice.

Nodding at her, I think to myself, "I'll be fine, baby girl, as soon as I teach you to suck my cock just like she did."

She rises on her tiptoes and throws her arms around my neck to give me a hug and I can feel her pert tits pressing against me, nipples hard and erect. Her sweet innocence is intoxicating. She has no idea of the effect she has on me and what I have planned for her this week. I put my arms around her and cannot stop myself from dropping my hands to her slim hips to pull her into me, my fucking cock stiffening again. The feel of her warm, young body up against mine is almost too much.

I kiss her on her cheek and then briefly on the lips and she giggles. "You've never kissed me on the mouth before, Daddy."

"That's how grown-ups kiss. Now that you are a grown up, we can do that."

"I like it, Daddy. Can we kiss again?"

I lift her chin to kiss her soft lips again, this time lightly grazing her lips with my tongue.

She takes a quick breath and I let go of her before I fuck her against the Porche right there in the diner parking lot. She looks up at me with those big gorgeous brown eyes of hers, then drops her graze to the ground asking in a tiny voice, "Again, Daddy?"

"Not right now, baby girl, but when we get to the lake cabin, I promise we can do it as much as you want. Now get in the car."

The drive to the cabin is only another 10 minutes. She quietly watches the scenery as we drive up the winding roads. I concentrate on the road and not the hem of her dress that has crept up her slender thighs just below her little pussy. I turn up the music as a distraction and press down on the accelerator.