Men With Big Dicks and The Women Who Fuck'em - Vol. 2

When she’d initially planned out her day, Nicole had done so with her brother’s schedule in mind. It was the first day since she’d gotten back from school where the sun was bright and high in the sky, and she wanted to take full advantage of it by doing a bit of sun bathing.

Problem was, girls in bikinis tended to get groped. A lot.

She knew it was her fault for revealing so much skin at once, and she’d never say no to a bit of physical affection, but when your primary goal was to work on your tan, both her and her girlfriends agreed that the constant male attention ultimately hindered the process. Luckily for her, her parents had recently bought a pool with the money they’d raised with Nicole and her brother attending an out-of-state college, and it saved her the hassle of tanning at the beach.

Instead, all she needed to do was take out a lawn chair, plop it down, and soak in the sun. All from the comforts of her backyard.

The only remaining nuisance was her brother. But, that had solved itself. Thankfully, he’d told her he’d be spending the afternoon with a friend of his, some new girl the goof was trying to seduce, and would therefore not be home. She didn’t care what he was up too; all that mattered was that she could sunbathe in peace.

She’d chosen her favorite swimsuit – a baby blue bikini, its matching top lined with frills – and had enjoyed a little under an hour’s worth of sun before it happened.

Her father, who was supposed to be at work, walked out of the house, shocking her with both his sudden appearance and his nudity.

How he’d kept the size of his dick hidden from her until now, she’d never know. However, the large appendage swung broadly as he walked by, long even in its softness. She was going to call out to him but when the wave of arousal hit, she could do nothing but gasp as she watched him stride by, the naked man noticing her only once he’d almost passed.

He stopped and Nicole felt his eyes roam her body, taking in the curves she had on display and those she’d hidden. His cock twitched and her heart skipped a beat. “Hi Nicole.”

His voice was soft, caring, and tender. “Hi daddy…” she replied meekly, embarrassed like a toddler caught with its hand in the cookie jar.

Her father changed his stride and made towards her, the look in his eyes one she was familiar with; one she’d seen in many men over the course of her life. Her legs opened just as his hand reached out, both actions made instinctually. If her pussy hadn’t soaked itself at the sight of his cock, it’d be getting there now.

“I wasn’t expecting there to be anyone home.” He said as his fingers found her sex, his touch sending waves of pleasure through her. As he felt her through her bikini, his cock continued to harden, a show she watched enraptured.

She swallowed, both deeply aroused and very nervous. “I wasn’t either. Hence… well.” She flushed, unable to finish the thought. “Shouldn’t you be at work?” She asked instead. She’d later learn spending some time at home naked was a habit he picked up with both of his kids having moved out of the house.

If her father was embarrassed at being nude in front of his daughter, he didn’t show it. Not that he should’ve been, given the size of his dick. She then realized that a lot of her father’s behavior suddenly made sense: his brashness, his unwavering confidence, his success – all justified if you considered what he kept tucked away between his legs.

It took him a minute to speak again, his fingers casually exploring her wetness. When he did, it was evident he’d ignored her question. “You know, it’s been a while since I’ve had teenaged pussy.”

She gulped, understanding the intent behind his statement. “Do yo- I mean… You can! If- if you want.” Her cheeks became redder. “It would be an honor; as both your daughter and a girl.”

He gave her one last look, as though he was deciding something in his head, before nodding once and unstrung her bikini bottom. Making quick work of it, he tossed it aside, exposing a pussy slick with arousal. He ran a finger over her smooth, shaven mound; raising an eyebrow at the unspoken question. She merely blushed once more, unable to answer as she avoided his gaze.

Her father grabbed her legs and opened them wider as he pulled her down, bringing her pussy closer to his cock. His dick, now fully hard, wobbled gently above her sex – a powerful tool symbolizing just how much of a man her father was. It looked unbelievably huge, her cunt impossibly small in comparison.

“I’m a virgin.” She mumbled, unable to stop herself. She didn’t know why she said it but when she did, he hesitated. His pause gave her the courage to look up, and she saw beaming pride in his eyes.

“That’s my girl!” He said, before thrusting forward and taking her innocence from her.

She yelled louder than she’d intended, the sudden contrast of going from achingly empty to passionately full shocking her. A mix of pain and pleasure radiated from her core but she ignored it, instead being more focused on the cock inside her. The only thing she wanted was to make it cum as quickly and powerfully as possible.

She even noticed the shift in her father’s demeanor – as soon as he was in, he pulled out only to suddenly thrust back, sending more of his length into her each time. She knew that while they rutted, she wouldn’t be his daughter; she’d instead be nothing more than a cunt, a means for him to get off.

“Fuck you’re tight.” He growled as he buried more of himself. She tried to reply but the further he got, the louder she moaned. When she judged he was almost fully in, she started hoping no one would hear their coupling.

Her hopes vanished shortly after when a voice broke through their animalistic mating sounds.

“Everything alright there Russel?”

She recognized it as Mrs. Johansson, the married mother of two who lived next door. While Nicole couldn’t see her, she judged that she must’ve heard them from her room, which overlooked their backyard.

Their neighbor spoke again, apparently having now caught them in the act. “Oh, I see you won’t need me to come visit you today” she chuckled.

Nicole mewed wildly as her father finally bottomed out in her, eyes widening as she felt his balls rest against her ass. He took the moment to call back out to Mrs. Johansson, wiping sweat from his brow. “Yeah, I’ll be good for a while. I found some fresh cunt to keep me busy.”

“Don’t break the poor girl!” Nicole heard her say, her father replying with a deep chuckle. He tucked a loose strand of her hair, and whispered tenderly to her, his cock throbbing deep inside her.

“You alright sweetheart?” But despite her best efforts to speak, she could only nod.

His father echoed her and began fucking her in earnest; now satisfied that her pussy could take his entire length easily. Whether Mrs. Johansson continued to watch, Nicole couldn’t see, but she was certain that their neighbor could hear as she moaned with her father, doing everything she could to make sure he came.

The moment soon arrived when he spoke with urgency. “You’re not on the pill, are you sweetheart?”

“No daddy.” While she knew her pleasure was inconsequential to him, his question cemented the reality of what he was about to do, and she felt herself rise to that orgasmic edge, ready to jump over it with him.

He merely grunted in affirmation. “Guess we’re risking it then.” And he bottomed out once more, this time his cock pulsing as he shot his cum within the depths of her pussy. She felt her womb warm from his load and came with him, still unaware if Mrs. Johansson continued her act of voyeurism, watching both father and daughter explode in mutual orgasm.

When his high finished, her father unceremoniously pulled out of her, his cock still somewhat hard and shining brightly with her virgin juices. He gave her once last look before turning towards the pool. “Stay there” he growled back at her. “I’ll want you again once I’m done swimming.” He then jumped into the water, washing off the sweat their coupling had built.

Legs still open wide to the world, cum leaking from her now vacant pussy, Nicole finally had a clear view of Mrs. Johansson as she stood in the neighboring window. The married mother of two had a hand down her skirt, the other on her tit, and followed her father’s movements in the pool like a love-struck teenager.

Nicole understood her reaction perfectly, and soon joined her neighbor in doing the same.