His Perfect Daughter

Chapter 24

*Set sometime on a Sunday afternoon.

They've been huddled up against each other since morning time. Neither one of them planned on moving any time soon. Time was in their hands as far as they were concerned.

"You do realize you have to buy me a new laptop right?" Hope probed, poking her father in the chest.

"I don't have to do a thing." Niklaus replied back.

"Okay fine." Hope huffed. "What if...I..." Hope trailed off, her heart accelerating.

"Go on." Niklaus hummed. He noticed a rapid shift regarding Hope's heart rate.

"What if...I do what I said I'd do?" Hope questioned, biting her lip and timidly drawing those invisible lines on his shirt again.

"And what would that be?" Niklaus insisted, taking note of how shy she suddenly became.

"Milk you." Hope muttered, her face heated up. "Never mind. Just kidding." She interjected.

"I'd say that's quite a fair offer. I accept." Niklaus responded with a grin, looking down at his daughter's reddened face. It seems shyness will always be a part of her despite her new self discovery. He noted.

Hope couldn't believe the two words she heard from him. "I accept." He wasn't joking with her this time. He sounded genuine despite the mocking grin on his face. Was he finally giving her a chance? Giving them a chance? Whatever came over him, she thanked it. Despite watching her grandma give her dad a hand job and a blow job, she still didn't know what to do. Licking her lips and sitting up, Hope replied,"A little help dad? I kinda don't really know what to do."

"It'll come naturally, love." Niklaus stated, seated up, sitting against the edge of Hope's bed.

"Let's see about that." Hope remarked nervously, getting off the bed and sitting on her thighs. She seated herself in front of him, unzipping his zipper and pulling down his jeans. Hope couldn't help but stare. Her eyes clouded with lust as she stared at the bulge against his boxers. She shyly reached for his boxers, pulling it down, and being greeted by his big veiny hybrid cock. She licked her lips as if she was dehydrated and started pumping his length antagonistically slow, mesmerized by it. She focused on every little detail from his thick swollen head to the veins rapidly moving along his shaft to his abnormally large testicles.

"Are you doing this on purpose, Hope?" Niklaus remarked firmly while slightly annoyed, trying not to let his jagged voice betray him, as he looked down at Hope's flushed face. She looked as if she was in some sort of trance. He figured that was possibly the reason for her slow strokes, unaware of the fact that she was teasing him or edging him in some way.

"Doing what?" Hope questioned in a breathless tone. She began massaging his balls noticing how heavy they were in her small hands, and moving his cock to the side so she could lick from above his testicles to his swollen tip, repeating the process over and over, switching hands; purposely avoiding sucking him.

"Forget it." Niklaus quickly asserted, licking his lips. "I don't know what to do" my arse. She clearly does. He mentally scoffed.

"What is it daddy?" Hope mocked innocently, looked up grinning with satisfaction when she caught him licking his lips. She decided she wouldn't tease herself anymore as she swirled her tongue all over her father's swollen thick head, sucking on his tip as if it was a lollipop. Hope's pride was soaring as she heard her father's groans and hushed moans. She then prepared herself, slowly fully taking his big hybrid cock in her small mouth before taking it out to pause as she coughed a bit. When Hope felt she was ready, she started massaging his balls again, lightly scratching her nails against each one before engulfing his monstrous length down her throat, getting accustomed to it, and repeating the process. Hope suddenly felt her father's grip on the back of her head, lightly grasping a fist full of her hair.

"It seems you know exactly what you're doing, you crafty little witch." Niklaus remarked, his voice husky, bobbing his daughter's head on his cock.

Hope started sucking slower when she realized what her father was doing, so that she wouldn't gag. She felt his testicles growing hotter, indicating he was probably going to cum in a bit. Gosh, how long has it been? It's definitely been more than 30 minutes. Hope noted. She heard men cummed easily and saw that proof the first time she watched her grandma give her dad a hand job and a blow job. But it seems that information was wrong. I'm guessing it takes a lot of practice. No doubt he's had plenty of time to do just that. She thought. Oh well, it's worth it. Hope added. His length started throbbing and growing unbearably hot in her throat.

"Alright, love. It's...coming." Niklaus interjected, unintentionally letting out a few more groans. He felt it building up as his cock began to throb in his daughter's throat. Soon enough, he felt a wave come over him as his thick hybrid cock began to shoot hot sticky cum, filling up Hope's throat and foaming out her small lips in a matter of seconds. He let out a loud feral like growl and removed his hand from her daughter's head.

So much...so much of it..so much cum flooding out of her mouth. She rapidly swallowed as much of her father's cum as she could, but she simply couldn't swallow it all. He wouldn't stop cumming. It was so abnormal. But she remembered that part as well. His hyperspermia. She actually didn't mind considering she loved the sweet, sour, salty mixed flavor it had. She was just as addicted to her father's cum as much as he was addicted to hers. After what felt like several minutes, his cock stopped ejaculating, giving Hope the opportunity to lick the remaining streams of cum off his cock, before she began licking the rest of it off her bedroom floor.

Niklaus watched as his daughter hungrily licked what was left of his cum, off the the ground, like an addict. This seemed to instantly bring his overreactive hybrid cock back to life.

"Oh wow. Well hello again. Does it ever sleep?" Hope giggled, sitting up on her thighs, and watching her father's cock, amazed, unaware that she was gawking at it.

"Rarely." Niklaus responded with a smug smirk at his daughter's reaction to his never ending boner.

When Hope realized her father's eyes were on her, observing her reaction; she blushed, scratching her arm, and standing up to sit next to him. "You're so cocky. Geez dad. It's obvious." Hope muttered.

"I'm sure you will regret saying that as soon as you get the chance to start bouncing on it." Niklaus chuckled lightly.

She knew her father was spot on so all she could do was respond with a scoff. Now aware at how turned on she was by the previous events, Hope started rubbing her thighs together. "Umm...yeah..dad. About that...can that chance be umm...now?" Hope probed, testing her luck.

"I seem to recall you stating I was too cocky." Niklaus mocked with a mischievous grin, noticing his daughter's sexual frustration.

"Ugh who cares dad. You are really cocky sometimes. Like right now!" Hope rolled her eyes.

"Elaborate and I'll think about it." Niklaus suggested.

"You know I'm frustrated and now that I know an offer like that is possibly on the table, you're messing with me. That's not fair. I pleased you." Hope scoffed.

"Life is not fair, love. You'll live." Niklaus remarked with a chuckle.

"Please daddy?" Hope probed, sitting on his left thigh and stroking his massive length in her small hand, earning a low moan from him. I got you now, daddy. Hope cheered mentally.

"Ah, already learning how to manipulate your own father into sex. Isn't that right, Hope?" Niklaus vocalized, licking his lips.

"Well when you have a stubborn daddy like mine, you kinda have to." Hope interjected with a grin, slipping her panties off and sitting against his stomach, while rocking back and forth against her father's thick shaft, coating it with her juices. She knew she won when he allowed her to make this simple move.

As soon as Hope started rubbing her slit against her father's tip, they both heard several erratic knocks from the mansion's front door. Neither one wanted to move, finally being this close to having sex, but they both knew whoever it was, wouldn't stop knocking anytime soon.

Visibly annoyed, Niklaus removed Hope from his lap, and grabbed a towel from her closet quickly cleaning her juices off his cock, and pulling his boxers followed by his jeans up, then zipping his jeans before vamping downstairs to grab the front door. Whoever was on the other side, was about to be greeted by the personification of the fear factor.