Anne voices her concerns

Anne started to whine. "Daddy... you don't know how horrible this is. I need it. I need to cum more than I've ever needed anything in my life. Please please please can I find some way?"

Richard smiled at her. "Oh, you know how I normally can't deny you anything - but this... I mean, this would be wrong. I just can't let you cum on your own fathers cock, babygirl. No matter how you do it. That's just... I mean, that would be wrong, wouldn't it?"

The two of them walked towards the living room, speaking casually about the taboo as they did.

Anne gave him the doe-eyes she'd practiced from a young age. "But... you get to keep cumming! In all of my holes! I understand why that's the way it has to be, but... you just don't get it! It's so hard. Soon I don't even think I'll be able to stop myself."

Richard stopped walking and looked directly at Anne with a serious face. "I don't want to hear that kind of talk. If you break the rules, you will be punished. Don't test me on this." Anne shivered a bit at the tone of his words. Richard saw this, and softened a bit. "And I think we both know, it's not *all* of your holes." His hand reached behind her, and his fingertip pressed lightly against her asshole for a moment. Anne shivered. "But you do make a good point. I should try to understand what it's like for you. Hmmm... let me think on this. Give me an hour, and come visit me in the living room."

Anne walked up to her bedroom, still frustrated. She grabbed the toys her mother had gotten her, and spent the next hour doing her absolute best to break the rules.

She fucked herself with her dildo in every way she could, but just like always it did nothing. It just made her even more frustrated, and kept her close to the brink for the next hour. She tried fingering her clit while she fucked herself, she tried imagining her father's dick pissing down her throat again, she tried swallowing a second dildo to help the feeling, she even... considered... sliding it in her ass. She started to try, at least, but she chickened out. An hour passed all too quickly.

When she came downstairs, she was more frustrated than she had been when she went up in the first place. She swore even her bouncing tits as she took each step made her twitch with desire.

She entered the living room to find her daddy watching porn on the TV, naked on the couch.

"I thought about what you said, and you're right." Anne's face lifted. She couldn't believe it, would she finally be able to - "No. Not about that. I still don't give you permission to cum. You were right that I didn't understand what you're going through. So I want you to show me."

Anne felt... confused. What?

"I want you to sit in front of me and lick at my cock. No blowing, no throating, no jacking. Just... lick. I want you to do your best to keep me at the edge of cumming for as long as you can. I have porn here to watch while you do this to make your job easier. You can take a couple hours to do it, if you want. I want to understand your troubles, babygirl. I want you to show me. You can say and do anything you think you need to in order to accomplish this. Giggle, talk like a whore, stick your tits together - whatever. But I'm trying to share in your interests here. I'm trying to do right by you."

Anne frowned at this. Hmmm... maybe she could turn this to her advantage? If she could get him to beg to cum, like she did... maybe she could finally get him to understand? Maybe she could get relief? She sank to her knees between his legs. She stared at his cock for a moment, planning her strategy. Glancing back at the porn behind her, she giggled and rubbed her tits, hoping to prime him for the teasing she was about to attempt. "Oh, daddy. You don't know what you're asking for here. You must think you've signed up for some fun. Nope. You have no idea what you're in for." She pulled at her nipples and moaned. "Mmmmmmm." Then she slid forward.

"I'm going to keep you - " She licked his cock gently, like a lollipop, starting at the base. "- at the edge - " She licked again, this time higher "- for hours."

Richard nodded, satisfied. This felt kinda nice. It would be a pleasant way to pass the afternoon. She wouldn't get him anywhere close to cumming, but that was fine. He needed the break anyway. He gave a barely-perceptible wince as she passed by his sensitive frenulum on the way up.

Anne smiled. She'd been doing her chores for awhile now, and she knew which parts of daddy's dick were the most sensitive.

She flattened her tongue and licked roughly at the frenulum, sliding her tongue up to the tip of his cock. When she reached the top, she pulled her tongue into a point and tickled daddy's cockhole briefly before pulling away to reset.

Richard groaned.

Anne smirked. Then she did it again in exactly the same way. A rough lick to the frenulum, sliding upwards, then teasing the tip before pulling off.

Then she did it again. And again. And again, and again, and again.

Richard's eyes widened. Fuck. Fuck!

He already felt like he was close. This was... fuck. This was amazing. But he was seemingly unable to cross the threshold to orgasm...

Anne licked again. Not quite the exact same way. She was varying her pressure and pace each time, never allowing him to zone out, never allowing him to build into a rhythm and begin the climb to an orgasm, always a bit of a surprise. She had his undivided attention.

And Anne licked again.

Richard's mouth slowly fell open. He really hadn't though that she'd be this good. When had his babygirl become such a minx? Anne's eyes met his, and she saw his look of shock... and a little bit of fear. Richard felt like he was already starting to go a little crazy, and it hadn't even been a minute. He looked at the clock, realizing he had promised her hours.

And she licked again.

Richard moaned.

His eyes closed, trying to shut out the scene in front of him.

Anne giggled. She knew that daddy closing his eyes would only make it worse. All he would be able to feel was her tongue, and all he could hear were the slaps of the porn he had foolishly put on alongside the moans of his daughter. She started sliding her fingers in and out of her soaking wet pussy as loudly as she could, in time with her licks. Soon, schlicking sounds filled the air alongside the rest.

And she licked again.

And again.

Lick.

Lick.

Lick.