Audrey's Birthday Present

Audrey's Birthday Present

(Author's note: this is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any real persons living or dead is purely coincidental. All characters depicted are at least 18 years of age. My most sincere thanks to Xev Bellringer for the inspiration for Audrey's outfit!)

It was Audrey Jackson's 19th birthday, and she knew exactly what she wanted. She wanted two presents for this very special day of days. The first was going to be very easy to get because it was something simple and fairly inexpensive -- a tattoo. A butterfly "tramp stamp" tattoo, to be exact. She had already made several trips down to the tattoo parlor to meet with the artist and had already decided on a design. The very first thing on her schedule for this special of days was to go down to the tattoo parlor and get it done, and even though it hurt more than she thought it would she was glad to have done it. Even though the artist had said to leave it covered for at least a day, she couldn't resist taking the bandage off after five hours to admire it, looking at it in the bathroom mirror with the help of her hand mirror. She thought it was cute and sexy, and she loved it. She was just glad it was summertime and school was out so she wouldn't have to deal with the irritation and itching that would take place during the healing process. She could wear short tops that left the new tattoo bare, which would not only aid in the healing but also allow her to show it off.

The second present was going to be a challenge to get, but Audrey had a feeling that she was up to it. In fact, as she stood in front of the full-length mirror in her bedroom after having just taken a shower and looked her naked body over, she was sure she would be able to get it. She wanted a man, but not just any man -- she wanted a specific man, and it would take all of her considerable charms and talents to get him. And as she looked herself over in the mirror, she became more confident that she could pull it off.

Audrey stood 5'7" tall with shoulder-length chestnut brown hair, beautiful blue eyes, high cheekbones, a pert and cute nose, and the most kissable lips in the neighborhood -- not too big, not too small, just perfect for kissing. She weighed 120 pounds, which gave her just enough meat on her bones to accentuate her curves without being fat. Her belly was flat with a tapered waist, her legs were long and shapely, and her pear-shaped butt was the envy of every girl in the school. But the feature that always got the most attention -- and was the one she was counting on helping her obtain her second present -- was her bust. Audrey had very large bustline, with full, heavy breasts that sat high on her chest with very little sag, capped by pert nipples surrounded by pale areolas. She was wearing a 36DD bra these days, and she hoped that she hadn't finished growing yet. She loved having big breasts for a number of reasons -- she loved the way they felt in her hands, she loved how good it made her feel when she pulled on her own nipples and sucked on them, and she loved the attention it got her from every member of the male sex that she encountered. Her looks had enabled her to have any man she wanted, and with her unusually high sex drive she wanted a lot of them. A whole lot of them.

Audrey Jackson was the town slut, and she was damned proud of it.

She grinned at her reflection in the mirror, turning to look at her profile from both sides. "With a body like this, there's no way I can't have the man I want today!" she said out loud. She looked at the clock on the nightstand next to her bed and saw that it was late in the afternoon, and her father would be home soon. She needed to be dressed and ready before he got home, so she ran over to her closet and started rooting through her clothes for just the right outfit, just the right combination of top and bottom that would help her get the man she wanted, the man she was going to fuck silly on her 19th birthday come hell or high water.

The man was Cliff Jackson, her father.

She had no idea why she had such an extremely high sex drive, but she honestly didn't care. Her sex drive had kicked in about a year ago, right after her 18th birthday, and it seemed that the bigger her tits got the bigger her sex drive became as well. The sight of a virile man with a good body just pushed her button in a way that she could neither explain nor control.

And right now, the man who pushed her button the hardest was her own father. She wasn't quite sure why her sexual attraction to her father started, all she knew was that she desperately wanted to fuck him -- needed to fuck him, actually. After feeling like this for several months, she was ready to explode in a sexual frenzy and knew that the only cure for what ailed her was her father's hard cock.

She also had the feeling that she was very, very close to pushing her father over the edge. Over the course of the past few months she had attained an affinity for tight and/or skimpy, revealing clothing that showed off her body and Casibom its considerable assets -- namely her big breasts -- to best advantage. At first he had averted his eyes away from her, telling her to 'put some clothes on' or 'cover up for crying out loud' or something like that. But lately she had noticed a change -- he was no longer objecting to getting glimpses of her big tits bouncing around braless beneath her tight tank top, or her shapely ass wiggling as she walked around in her bikini or a skin-tight pair of shorts. And he wasn't looking away as quickly as he used to, either. She even caught him shifting his cock in his pants one time, and she grinned at herself knowing that she had given him an erection.

But the one thing that convinced her that today would be the day had happened just two days ago. She was in the bathroom taking a shower, and since she was an only child and both her parents were out, she was the only person in the house so she had left the bathroom door halfway open. As she was in the shower washing her hair, she turned around so the spray would be hitting the top of the back of her head to wash out the shampoo, and that's when she saw it. She only got a very brief glimpse, but she was absolutely certain that she had seen her father looking around the partially open door at her as she was in the shower. When she came out of the shower and walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen with one towel wrapped around her body and another around her wet hair, her father was already there. He glanced up at her as he said "Hi, Audrey," but that was it. He wouldn't make eye contact with her and he was as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs, so Audrey was certain that he had been ogling her as she was in the shower.

So today was the day, and there was no power on earth that was going to stop Audrey from making her erotic dream come true. She was going to fuck her father, and there was nothing he or anybody else could do to stop it.

It only took her a few minutes to settle on the outfit she was going to wear. It was by far the sexiest, sluttiest outfit she had, and she was positive that there wasn't a man on the face of the earth with a functioning cock that would be able to resist her. She was planning on going out on the town tonight with some of her girlfriends to celebrate her birthday, but that was for later -- after she had fucked her father. She giggled with satisfaction at her selection and the plans she had for tonight, then started to get dressed.

Cliff Jackson pulled his car into the driveway, the garage door opening when he pushed the button on the opener hanging from the sun visor in the car. He noticed that the garage was empty, indicating that his wife hadn't gotten home from work yet, but that wasn't unusual. She was the office manager of the administration office at the local hospital, and sometimes her work kept her out longer than usual. Apparently today was going to be one of those days, but it didn't bother Cliff as he was used to it by now. He also noticed his daughter's Jeep Wrangler parked on the driveway extension to the side of the garage, telling him that she was inside. Audrey had just finished her first year at the local community college and was still living at home.

In a way Cliff was glad she was here, but in a way he wasn't. His daughter was their only child and she was the apple of his eye, and he loved her with all his heart. She had grown into a stunningly beautiful young lady who turned heads everywhere she went -- including his.

'No, scratch that,' Cliff thought to himself, 'she's grown into one hell of a sexy woman!' While Cliff was proud of the beautiful creature that Audrey had become, he was unsettled by two things. The first was the way she had been acting around him for the past few months. If he didn't know better he would have sworn she was flirting with him, teasing him actually, wearing skimpy clothes around the house when her mother wasn't there, hugging him a little too tight to press those big tits against his chest, things like that.

The other was his growing desire for her. His sexual attraction to her had been increasing more and more over the past two or three months, and it was to the point now where he didn't know what to do. It didn't help any that only two days ago he had come into the house unexpectedly and saw his sexy daughter in the shower. She had left the bathroom door partially open and was washing her hair, so she didn't see him as he stood in the gap, transfixed at the sight of her naked body. The glass in the shower door was clear, so he had an unobstructed view of her full, heavy breasts as they swayed with her movements. He had paused for only a few moments, but that was enough to give him a raging erection. When Audrey came into the kitchen a few minutes later wearing only a towel wrapped around her, it was all he could do to hide the bulge of his hard cock. He wasn't sure if she'd noticed it or not; a part of him hoped not, but another part of him hoped she had.

Cliff Casibom Giriş Jackson was one conflicted man, no doubt about it. And he had no idea what to do about it.

He also had no idea that the decision of what to do about it had already been made, and that Audrey had made it.

He parked his car in the garage and go out, pressing the garage door controller again to close the door. He picked up a small git-wrapped box from the front seat and took it with him. The box contained a pair of diamond stud earrings, a gift from Cliff and his wife to Audrey on her birthday. His wife had gotten the same thing when she was a young lady, and she wanted to give her only daughter the same gift. Cliff thought it was an excellent idea and was more than happy to pick them up from the jewelry store on the way home.

He walked into the kitchen through the garage side door, tossing his keys and the small box on the counter as he walked past. He paused to look at the stack of mail on the counter, then dropped it back down and walked out of the kitchen into the living room.

"Audrey?" he called out as he entered the living room. "Audrey, are you here, honey?" he asked.

"Yes, Daddy, I'm here!" Audrey's voice came from her room down the hall. "I'm just finishing getting dressed to go out tonight, and I want your opinion on my outfit, okay, Daddy?" she asked.

"Sure thing, honey," Cliff replied. He had almost forgotten that she was going out tonight, and deep inside he wished she was staying here.

"Just wait there, I'll be right out!" she said. Cliff walked back into the kitchen to fix himself a glass of iced tea; later on it would be bourbon and coke, but right now tea would have to do.

"So how do I look, Daddy?" Audrey said from behind him. He turned to look, the glass of iced tea in his hand, and he almost dropped it when he saw her. His mouth dropped open instead.

Audrey was standing in the doorway to the kitchen, one hand resting on the doorsill slightly above her head with her other hand resting on her hip. Her left leg was cocked in front of her, the knee slightly bent in what she knew was a provocative pose. She was wearing a skin-tight red spaghetti-strap top that stopped about two inches above her navel, and peeking out from the top of the low cleavage was a black satin bra with gold lace trim. The straps of the bra were also visible, but that somehow didn't detract from the look of the top -- actually, it only added to it. The bra was a push-up bra, of course, so a considerable amount of cleavage was on display. She was wearing a very short black open front long sleeve shirt over the shirt, and it was short enough so that it really was nothing but a couple of sleeves joined by the back. The sleeves came down to the middle of her forearms and the edges only came about halfway around the side of her huge bustline, and it was just as tight as the red shirt she was wearing under it.

Sitting low on her hips was a red skirt that stopped at mid-thigh and had four large ruffles on it so that it looked like four different skirts of different lengths worn one over top of the other, and it sat low enough on her hips to reveal a considerable amount of her flat stomach. The support straps and top of what had to be a pair of panties that matched the bra were also visible, peeking out above the waistband of the skirt. Below the skirt was a pair of black thigh-high nylons with lace tops, and to complete the outfit Audrey was wearing a pair of shiny black spiked heel shoes. Cliff guess that the heels had to be at least four inches tall, and he wondered how she would be able to walk in them much less dance.

As soon as she saw his reaction to her 'fuck me outfit' as she called it, Audrey knew that she had him. She smiled a big, wide smile as she turned to the right and then the left to let her father see her from both sides.

"Well, Daddy?" she said in her sexiest little-girl voice. "What do you think?" Cliff took a big swallow of his iced tea before he replied, wishing it was bourbon instead.

"I think if you wear that outfit outside you're gonna get raped," he said, his voice slightly trembling. He could feel his cock shifting in his pants and hoped that Audrey hadn't noticed it, but she had. She glanced down at the growing bulge in his trousers and smiled as she replied.

"Oh, I don't think that's going to be a problem," she said softly, walking slowly over towards him, ducking her head down slightly and looking up at him from beneath her eyebrows, giving him her best 'come fuck me!' look. "Besides," she said, stopping close enough to him that her big breasts were only an inch away from his chest, "you can't rape the willing!"

"Audrey, what...what are you saying?" Cliff stammered, caught totally off-guard by the brazenness of his daughter. But he made no move to back away, something that Audrey noticed.

"What I'm saying is that I expect to get fucked in this outfit tonight, Daddy," she said in a low, sultry voice, looking at him seductively Casibom Güncel Giriş as she spoke, "and I expect you to be the man who fucks me!"

'It's now or never!' Audrey thought as she stepped forward, wrapped her arms around her father's neck, put a hand on the back of his head and pulled his lips down to hers. She closed her eyes and parted her lips, feeling her big tits pressing against his chest as she pulled him close. She kissed him long and deep, her lithe tongue snaking into his mouth to find his own, and she sighed into his mouth at the sensations racing through her. Cliff resisted at first, making a feeble attempt to pull her arms from around his neck, but after only a few seconds of the intense, soul-searing and cock-hardening kiss she was giving him, he gave in. He wrapped his arms around his daughter and pulled her close, mashing her breasts against him, and she pressed her pubic mound against him in response. She could feel the hard lump of his cock pressing against her stomach, and she could feel her pussy getting wet. Audrey pulled her father closer to him as the kiss continued.

When the kiss finally ended it left Cliff breathless and Audrey panting with desire. He looked down into his daughter's eyes as he spoke, his arms still around her and her arms still around his neck.

"Audrey, we can't do this," he said softly. "This is so wrong, we just can't do this!"

"Yes, we can, Daddy," Audrey replied, looking into his eyes as she spoke, "and we're going to! I've wanted to fuck you for the past several months, and I'm not going to wait another minute longer, I don't care how wrong people may think it is!"

"But Audrey..." Cliff began, and she cut him off.

"Tell me you don't want this!" she said. "Tell me you don't want me, that you haven't been dreaming about this too...tell me that, and we'll stop right now.

"But tell me that you want this, that you want me, and I'll give you the best sex you've ever had! I'll fuck you harder and longer and better than anyone ever has or ever will -- until you fuck me again, that is!" she said, the desire burning in her eyes. When her father replied, it was exactly what she wanted to hear, and exactly what she was expecting.

"I want this...God help me, I want this! I want you, Audrey," Cliff said quietly. She smiled up at him as he continued. "I've wanted you too, but I never did anything about it because..."

"Because I'm your daughter," she finished for him.

"Yes, because you're my daughter."

"Do you want to fuck me, Daddy?" she asked quietly, her arms still around his neck.

"Yes, Audrey, I want to fuck you," he replied softly.

"Good, because I want to fuck you, too, and right now that's all that matters," she said, smiling up at him. "We'll sort the rest of it out later!" she said, pulling his head down to hers once more.

The kiss that followed was just as hot as the first, and it only took a few seconds of her lips against his, her tongue dancing with his, her big breasts pushed into his chest, and her pussy pressing against his quickly-hardening cock for Cliff to give in to her completely. He rand his hands down her back and grabbed her shapely ass with both hands, squeezing the firm globes hard as he pulled her closer to him. Audrey moaned in his mouth as she felt his hands on her ass, and she slipped one arm from around his neck to slide her hand down his side and across the front of his hips to the bulge of his hard cock. She rubbed the hard shaft with her palm a few times before closing her fingers around it, squeezing it firmly. She was rewarded with a sharp intake of breath from her father followed by a moan, and she felt her pussy flooding in response.

'Yes! I did it! He's mine now!' she thought to herself, and she intensified both the kiss and the grip of her hand on his cock.

'Oh my God, she's hot! Hotter than I ever imagined!' Cliff thought to himself as his daughter squeezed his cock harder. 'I just hope I don't cum in my pants before I get to fuck her!'

The kiss lasted for several more moments before Audrey finally broke it off, playfully biting her father's lower lip and pulling on it with her teeth before she spoke. When she spoke, her voice was a husky, erotic whisper.

"I want to taste you!" she said, looking her father in the eyes. Audrey dropped down to her knees, quickly unfastening her father's trousers and yanking them open before he could react. She reached inside his boxers and grabbed his hard shaft, pulling it out and pushing his boxers down his cock and out of the way as she worked his balls free as well. She gripped the hard, throbbing shaft tightly, eliciting a moan from her father, then pumped it several times. A clear drop of precum emerged from the tip, and Audrey immediately clamped her full, soft lips around just the tip of his cock and sucked it into her mouth. She flicked and ran her tongue around the tip of his cock, then slowly rotated her mouth around and around in small circles, the tip still sucked between her lips. She looked up at her father as she did this, smiling as she saw he was watching her with rapt attention. She sucked on the tip of his cock again, harder, and he could feel the precum being pulled out of his dick. He moaned again in response.