Daddy’s Little Digger

kinky phone sex isabellaGrowing up the daughter of an archaeologist, I learned early about sex. Many of the sites depicted scenes of sexual activities and orgies. I asked my daddy about sex when I was barely a teen. Life as a single dad with a teenager daughter had to be rough. I asked a million questions about boys. Daddy worried about his precocious baby girl who already had huge tits. I guess that’s why he taught me so much.
My best friend, Taylor, got this big crush on Daddy. She told me all of the things that she wanted to do to him. I was jealous and I decided I wanted him for myself. One night when he came home drunk, I crawled in bed with him. “Teach me to be a woman, Daddy.” I whispered. I don’t think he knew it was me. He kissed me deeply, and sucked my young tits. My back arched with pleasure and I felt his fingers hit my clit. “Oh, Daddy, that’s so good.” I groaned as he pushed his inflamed cock way into my virgin pussy and began to pump me slowly. Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, mid-thrust, and he realized that it was me. “No, baby.” he cried out. But it was too late. His balls had drawn up tight and he couldn’t stop fucking. The orgasm washed over him as he pushed his load into his own daughters tight little box.
I slept with Daddy every night after that. He taught me everything I needed to know to face the world. Like how much men like having their assholes rimmed and fucked with a strap-on. …Taylor and I are now college roomies. I eventually let her fuck Daddy, too. He is old and gray now. He teaches at the same college that Taylor and I attend. I still crave that Daddy loving and teasing him is my favorite game. Like wearing no panties to class and flashing him some coochie. Or not wearing a bra and fingering my titties until the nips stick out. I swear I can see the bulge in his Dockers.
Recently, I crawled under the podium and gave Daddy a blowjob while he was doing a serious lecture. I’ll save that one for another blog though.
Today, another archeologist started working for Daddy on a new dig. He’s an older man, built like a lumberjack, and I can tell he’s packing the meat. He gave me that knowing look and my pussy almost melted. I think I’ll call him Big Daddy

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