Catching Megan
By BstNcst.
I headed out to the car, and just as I got into the driver seat, I realized I had forgotten my headphones. A couple of hours at the gym without headphones isn’t an option for me. So I headed back into the house.
As I got upstairs and walked past Megan’s room on the way to mine, I heard her voice. I couldn’t hear what she was saying, and it took me a second to register why exactly, but there was something strange about the way she was talking. No one else was home, but she didn’t sound like she was talking on the phone.
Her door was cracked a little, so I walked over to investigate. I peeked through the crack and was surprised to see Megan sitting on the edge of her bed, petting Jack, our huge English Mastiff who was sitting in front of her. This came as a surprise because she usually paid very little attention to the dog, other than occasionally expressing some annoyance at his giant frame being in her way or almost knocking her over.
Intrigued, I kept watching. Megan was scratching the dog behind the ears and showing what seemed to be very genuine affection. I smiled to myself and decided maybe in her high school senior mind she felt she needed to act too cool to like Jack in front of others, but in private could be herself and let him be her buddy. I considered pushing the door open and teasing her about it, but admitted to myself it was actually pretty sweet and decided to let her continue spending time with the dog.
Just as I started to turn to quietly walk away toward my room, her next movement caught and held my attention again. Before I realized what she was doing, she very quickly pulled her t-shirt up over her head and tossed it on the floor, revealing her bare upper body. She was braless, and I was now looking at her little b cup breasts on her slender frame. I was nothing but confused. I didn’t know why she wanted to be topless. And I didn’t know why I was still standing there peeking into her room.
I can honestly say I had never looked at Megan except through the lens of being her dad. I had, of course, noticed how pretty she had become the last several years and how she had been changing into a young woman before I knew what was happening, but in a fatherly way, as I had to start entertaining the thought of boys being after her and plotting how to deal with that. However, though I was sure there was plenty of interest from guys her age, she didn’t date much and never gave me much reason to worry about what she was up to. That was a welcome relief for me, because she was undeniably beautiful, and I knew that if she wanted she could have me constantly stressing about all the guys she could be spending time with.
She is definitely beautiful, but also falls under the beauty sub-category of ‘cute.’ She is slender, but in a very healthy looking way, and her body shows a good hint of feminine shape. She’s pretty short, about 5’2”, with brown hair that she usually keeps about medium length. Her face is just youthful and adorable, and her bright, big green eyes are her feature that catches your attention right away.
Here I was, dad, peering into her room and not knowing exactly why. The vision in front of me had me confused, and I didn’t know what to think. There sat my beautiful young daughter, on the edge of her bed, in front of Jack, wearing nothing but a tiny pair of shorts.
She went back to petting the dog, now with her perky young boobs exposed right in front of his face. As she leaned forward to run her hands from his ears down his back, Jack’s giant tongue stuck out of his mouth and gave a slobbery lick to her left nipple. I fully expected her to jump back disgusted, or at least surprised, but was surprised myself to see her close her eyes and quiver with her whole body. She then turned a little, placing her other nipple right in front of his face. Again, Jack stuck his big tongue out and licked her. His huge tongue practically covered her little breast.
I was frozen outside the door, staring through the crack. I still wasn’t sure what I was witnessing, or why I was still choosing to witness it. Or at least I told myself I wasn’t sure why.
Megan then laid back and patted the bed next to her. Jack responded and jumped up, nearly bouncing her off. I realized he probably weighed at least 75 pounds more than her.
He laid down on his side next to her, and, lying on her back, she reached next to her with her right hand and started scratching his belly. Then, on queue with another surprise, she stuck her left hand down the front of her shorts. I don’t know what I could have possibly been expecting with her hand down her shorts, but I still found myself surprised when it was immediately clear that she was rubbing her pussy. Her right hand was rubbing Jack’s belly, and her left was thoroughly at work playing with her pussy. Her eyes were closed, and she started to let out a soft moan.
At this point, there was an unmistakable stirring in my gym shorts, as my cock started to grow and press against them. I tried to push out of my mind any thoughts that had anything to do with why I was watching my own daughter masturbate. Up to this point I could have possibly tried to pretend that it was maybe just out of concern for her, but now it was clear that if I were to allow myself to think about it, and if I were honest with myself, I wouldn’t be happy about, or proud of, the answer. So I forced myself not to think about it.
After a few minutes of Megan masturbating like this, all the while becoming more and more vocal with her moaning, and rubbing Jack’s belly, I noticed something with the dog. He had laid relatively still the whole time, clearly content, but now I started to see one sign of movement. His pink, wet canine penis was starting to emerge from its sheath. Perhaps it was a response to his advanced sense of smell detecting Megan’s arousal in the air. There were at least a few inches of his growing erection showing at this point. The development of his erection actually seemed to be taking place at about the same rate as my own.
Suddenly, Megan pulled her hand out from her shorts. There was a noticeable shininess to her fingers, showing that they were significantly moistened with her slick juices. After pulling her hand out, she reached up and inserted one finger in her mouth and sucked on it. The look on her face and the care she took sucking on it suggested that she thoroughly enjoyed the way she tasted. With several more fingers still glistening with her juices I anticipated her sucking each one in succession, the same way she had the first, but after pulling it from her mouth, she reached across her body and held her hand in front of Jack’s nose.
Right away his head raised a little off the bed, and his tongue darted out of his mouth. He licked her hand and fingers with the feverish passion that dogs have when attacking a treat. His tongue devoured her entire little hand and her wet fingers. After he had undoubtedly removed each and every drop of Megan’s own wetness from her fingers, leaving them and her whole hand even wetter than before, now with Jack’s slobber, she pulled her hand back.
She then quickly slid it back under the waistband of her shorts and seemed to insert a finger or two inside her pussy, moving her hand quickly as she clearly slid them feverishly in and out, finger-fucking herself. After just a few seconds she pulled her dripping hand back out of her shorts and brought it up to her mouth again. Now she inserted all four fingers at once and passionately sucked off the mixture of dog slobber and pussy juices. She pulled her fingers out and licked every bit of slobber and her own lubrication that remained.
Suddenly she reached down with both hands and wiggled herself out of her shorts, kicking them to the floor. She had neatly trimmed pubic hair around her little pussy. She looked like her pussy would normally be an innie, with inner lips too small to peek through the plump outer ones, but her state of arousal had them puffy and engorged enough that they had started to push through. Both sets of lips were glistening with moisture.
There was no denying that my fully naked daughter was an incredible sight to behold in front of me. She was absolutely gorgeous. Her little breasts, her smooth, slender stomach, youthfully flawless skin, fit legs, beautiful soaking pussy, and what I could see of her cute little bubble butt, were all part of an amazing picture. All of that, combined with the look of pleasure and arousal on her pretty young face, now had my erection at peak hardness, fighting uncomfortably against the compression short underwear I had planned on wearing to the gym. My hand had unconsciously been rubbing the length of my cock through my shorts. For how long I wasn’t even sure.
Now fully naked, with her legs spread at the end of the bed, Megan patted the mattress between them and said, “Here boy!”
Jack rolled off the bed and ran to the foot of it. Megan started rubbing her pussy again, and he moved his head toward her. She then took both hands and spread her pussy open, causing little strings of lubrication to stretch across the span between her parted lips. As if sensing the invitation, Jack stuck out his tongue and licked all the way from Megan’s asshole up against the length of her pussy to her clit. She shook violently at the first lick and let out a high-pitched sound that was a combination of a moan and a yelp. After completing the length of his first lick, he went back for a second, a third, and again, and again. Each lick elicited a full body shudder and a squeal from Megan.
Jack’s licks started out fairly controlled and slow but got progressively faster and less spaced apart. Megan’s noises soon became one continuing whine. Had I not been watching what was happening, I would have likely thought she was enduring something extremely painful. Seeing it unfold, however, it was clear she was in a state of ecstasy. Her moaning and shaking finally crescendoed as she screamed out and shook violently, her body being rocked with an obviously strong orgasm. She immediately rolled over onto her stomach to escape Jack’s licks, her pussy and clit clearly being too sensitive post-orgasm. He didn’t take the hint, and dove between her legs from behind, trying to push his nose and mouth in to get renewed access to her pussy. Megan squeezed her legs together tightly, denying him access. He settled for licking her thighs and ass, which she seemed to be ok with. She laid there on her stomach, rising up and down with her heavy breathing, trying to come down from her violent climax. Her body was still being rocked with decreasingly intense tremors.
This new angle of her was an equally beautiful thing to witness. The little ass being licked by Jack fit nicely with the rest of her petite body, but it was definitely not flat. Her ass cheeks were like two beautiful little domes rising up from her body. She’s in great shape.
Staring at her like this, I realized I was aroused in a way that I hadn’t been in years. Her mother and I have had a great sex life throughout our marriage, and I’m still incredibly attracted to her, but what I was feeling in this moment, watching my daughter, was something on a different level. Was it the taboo nature of what she was doing with the dog? That played a part, but no, that wasn’t what truly made the difference. It was her, Megan, my beautiful daughter. Seeing her through this brand new lens, through which she was suddenly a sexual being, that is what was turning me on to the point of almost losing control of myself.
After a few minutes, Megan’s breathing had become normal again, and she just lay there motionless as Jack continued to lick, now slowly and lazily, her legs and ass. She stayed like this for minutes, and I thought she had fallen asleep. I had no plans of going anywhere and could have watched her sleep like this all night, or at least until her mother got home. I had a brief moment of panic as I imagined Megan looking through the crack of the door and seeing me standing there, but reassured myself that the hallway was pitch black and that she wouldn’t be able to see anything from inside her brightly lit room.
Suddenly though, she stirred and pushed herself up off the bed. Her arms seemed to be shaking a bit as she did so as if she was still weak from the experience. She turned around and sat up on her bed, facing Jack, who was on the floor staring at her. She patted the bed next to her, and he again hopped up next to her. She gently pushed him, coaxing him to lie down on his side. She again started scratching his belly. In the relative downtime of the past little while, Jack’s penis seemed to have retreated back inside, but she now reached down with one hand and started rubbing the hairy sheath that contained it.
With the other hand, she reached back down to her still swollen pussy and inserted a finger. She moved the finger in and out of herself as she continued rubbing the dog. She then pulled it out and moved it in front of Jack’s face, which of course stuck his tongue out immediately and started to lick up the offering. As he did so, I saw his pink cock again start to emerge from the sheath Megan was still rubbing. When about two inches had poked out, Megan quickly moved to lie down on her stomach next to him. With no hesitation, she gripped his sheath with her hand and licked the exposed part of his cock, then took it in her mouth. She stroked the hairy covering as she sucked on his exposed cock.
When she removed her mouth after a minute or so I could see that his erection had at least doubled in size. After giving the tip a couple gentle licks, she again took it into her mouth. As her lips slid up and down his cock, it began to grow too large for her mouth to contain completely, though she seemed determined to try. She was now sucking with a feverishness that displayed absolute lust. She would gag periodically as the tip of his cock reached her throat, but it didn’t slow her down a bit.
Suddenly, very suddenly, she removed her mouth from off his cock and with shocking speed lifted her body up and turned herself, facing away from the dog, and from me, on her hands and knees, or more so her elbows and knees. Her head was on the bed, and her little ass and her dripping pussy were sticking up in the air. I could see her little body shaking, with what must have been excitement. She looked impatient, but her patience proved to be unneeded, as Jack immediately bound to his feet and climbed over her body.
For a split second, I saw him hovering over her, dwarfing her with his size, and the sight of his impressive sized cock hanging behind Megan’s ass alarmed me. Surely her tiny slit couldn’t accommodate such an object. Had anything besides her slender fingers ever been inside it? Should I stop this before she hurts herself? With a bit of shame, I realized I couldn’t bring myself to stop this from playing out. I was entranced.
Jack suddenly bent his legs and began thrusting, his cock searching and prodding for its destination. The tip poked at Megan’s ass cheeks a couple times and kept sliding just under her pussy. After about ten seconds of his unsuccessful thrusting, she reached back between her legs and took hold of his cock. She quickly and deftly positioned it so that the tip was resting against her tiny opening. Sensing he was where he needed to be, Jack thrust forward rapidly, entering Megan immediately and driving her forward with the force of his thrust, pushing her face harder into the bed. She let out a guttural moan/scream, which was muffled by the bed.
It was surprising how easily he had entered her, but her pussy was clearly stretched to capacity. Now with his cock buried entirely inside her, he began humping furiously. His back and forth thrusts were incredibly forceful, but his cock remained stuck inside, barely able to move. The knot at the base of his cock had clearly immediately swelled to a size too large to pass back through her opening. All the same, his jackhammering was having a massive effect on my beautiful daughter. She was letting out a continuous pleasure-filled whine that I don’t expect to ever forget. Even without the incredible sight in front of me, the piercing sound she was making would have been enough to send chills through me.
As loud as she was, I could still make out the sound of Jack’s big cock pounding at her wetness. After what could have only been 30 seconds or so of fucking, Jack tensed up, and I could tell that he was cumming inside her. Though it hadn’t lasted long, it was clear that Megan had cum hard, possibly multiple times, or maybe one continuous time that was still going. She was shaking almost violently and sounded like she was crying. She may well have been, but there was no question that it was entirely due to pleasure.
I could tell that it was probably for the best that Jack hadn’t lasted longer, because I’m not sure Megan’s little body could have taken much more than it had. As it was she seemed weak, her body trembling and her legs and arms wobbly, ready to give out. Jake was panting heavily above her. After her crying had turned to mild whimpers, I saw her arms and legs give way, as she tried to collapse fully onto the bed, but her fall was stopped by the anchoring Jack’s cock in her pussy. His knot was still too big to come out of her, and she was now half slumped on the bed under him, half hanging by her pussy. Her upper body was rising and falling with her heavy breathing, collapsed against the bed, with her ass and pussy suspended above her against jack.
For what must have been five times as long as the actual fucking had lasted, she remained like this, anchored and half hanging. Almost unconsciously, I took out my phone and, making sure the shutter sound wouldn’t go off, snapped a series of pictures in hopes of reliving this moment later. Then I saw her lower body slowly start moving downward, and then heard a wet pop as finally slid off his cock and collapsed fully in a heap on the bed. I saw a stream of milky fluid trail from the tip of Jack’s cock down to Megan’s crotch. He quickly positioned his head at her crotch and began to lick up the wet mess between her legs.
This injected a bit of life into her still, exhausted body, as she quickly reached down to her crotch and used her fingers to scoop up as much of their combined fluids as she could, before bringing it all up to her mouth and licking and sucking it from her fingers. She clearly hadn’t wanted Jack to have it all to himself before she had the chance to savor some for herself but seemed content with the one serving she gave herself.
Now clearly satisfied, and exhausted, Megan laid down flat on the bed as Jack finished cleaning up her sloppy pussy and ass with his tongue. Once he seemed satisfied that he’d gotten her properly cleaned up, he too laid down next to her on the bed. In less than a minute they were both fast asleep. I watched my gorgeous, naked daughter sleep for maybe five minutes until realizing that I still had a steel-hard cock that I had to do something about.
I started to slowly creep down the hallway toward my room. As I was passing Megan’s bathroom, I paused and turned the light on to peek inside. As I had hoped, there were dirty clothes of hers strewn about on the floor. In the past, I’d been constantly aggravated by her inability to keep her bathroom tidy, and her unfailing habit to leave all of her clothing on the ground, right where she took it off before getting in the shower. But I was now very pleased to see a half weeks worth of dirty laundry covering the bathroom floor. I inspected the selection and picked up a black cotton Calvin Klein thong from off the floor. I turned it inside out and found some dried, white remnants of evidence that my daughter had worn them.
I turned off the bathroom light and walked to my room. Once inside I closed the door and stripped off my gym clothes, finally setting my cock free, which hadn’t lost any of its hardness this entire time. I wrapped my daughter’s panties around my stiff cock, for some reason taking care to position the leftover discharge from her pussy over the tip, and began stroking myself. It became immediately clear that I had been on the precipice this entire time, as I felt my orgasm build within seconds. I was soon shooting a steady stream of cum into Megan’s thong. It felt like I was cumming for the first time in months, though I’d fucked my wife that very morning.
When I finally stopped cumming, I dropped the panties on the floor and headed into the bathroom to take a quick shower. I hadn’t ever made it to my workout, but I felt like I had. Somehow, this experience had drained me, figuratively, and somewhat literally. I stood under the shower stream for 5 or 10 minutes, trying to come to grips with what I’d just witnessed, and especially the effect it had had on me. I genuinely didn’t know how to feel, but I was surprised to realize that I didn’t feel bad or guilty. Confused, surprised, aroused, but not bad.
I eventually shut off the shower, dried off and walked back out into my room. I saw my wife’s purse on the bed and realized she must have come home while I was in the shower. I started to get dressed, and suddenly my I got a knot in my stomach. I turned around to look at where I’d left my daughter’s panties on the floor. They were gone. I ran to the doorway and looked out into the hall. Megan’s bathroom door was closed, there was light visible under the doorway, and I could hear her shower going. Downstairs the lights were on, and I could hear my wife in the kitchen.
Who had found my daughter’s panties, on my bedroom floor, plastered with my cum? Had Megan come in and found them herself before my wife got home? Or did my wife walk into the room to discover them on the floor? I wasn’t even sure which was worse, or which I should hope for, but there was no way to deny to myself that one of them had found them…
To be continued?
