Perverted Step-Dad System

"What do you think, dad? Is my guess right?" Sophie’s eyes showed a look of anticipation as she wondered what my judgement of how she tasted would be.

"Hmmm..." I let out a breath as I brought my fingers to my mouth to taste my daughter’s love juices.

I closed my lips around the two fingers and let the flavour settle fully on my tongue.

It was soft at first, almost mild, then the sweetness rose clearly, followed by the light salty note she had mentioned and a faint sour edge that stayed at the back of my mouth.

I moved my tongue slowly over my fingers, drawing every last trace of her orgasm before finally letting my fingers slip free.

Sophie watched the entire time with a pair of wide, curious eyes.

The moment I finished tasting her, a deep pink flush spread across her cheeks and climbed all the way to her ears.

She pressed her thighs together slightly, her eyes flickering between my face and the wet shine of spit still left on my fingers.

I glanced forward and realised the school was already in view.

"We’ve arrived," I said quietly. "Come here. Let daddy clean you properly before you go in."

Sophie hesitated only a second before carefully turning in the seat.

Although she was curious about what her dad thought about her pussy’s taste, she knew that it couldn’t be too bad since his expression remained calm.

She slowly turned to face me.

Her right leg stretched high toward the windshield, while her left leg parted toward the passenger side, leaving her smooth thighs parted and her still-glistening pussy right in front of me.

The soft scent of her earlier release filled the space between us as I leaned down, bringing my head closer to her moist pussy lips.

Sophie shut her eyes tight as she saw my head getting closer to her pussy.

The moment she felt the warmness of my breath brush against her pussy lips, her heart skipped a beat in expectation.

The thought that the school was just around the corner, and her dad was here, cleaning her peehole just meters away from it, felt arousing to her.

She could even feel her horniness beginning to rise, and her pussy which was already drenched with her climax, began leaking love juices.

My tongue first found the thin trails that had slipped down the inner curve of her left thigh.

I licked them away in long, slow strokes, feeling the smooth skin warm under my mouth.

Then I moved to the other thigh, cleaning every shiny streak of her love juices until nothing sticky remained.

When I finally reached her pussy I took my time.

I parted the soft folds with my tongue and licked between them carefully, gathering every drop of her love juices and fluids that still clung there.

I sealed my lips over her hole slowly, and gently sucked it, drawing out the last of her release until her little hole fluttered once against my tongue and then settled.

I kept the touch light and thorough, not trying to excite her again, only to leave her pussy clean.

When I finally lifted my head the only wetness left on her was the faint shine of my own saliva.

"See," I said in a low voice with a smile on my face, "It’s not as messy as it was before."

Sophie’s face burned even hotter as she looked down at herself, then back at me.

Her face was still pink and she felt flustered as she stuttered a reply.

"T—thank y—you, dad."

"Don’t mention it." I brushed a loose strand of hair from her cheek with the back of my hand.

"Put your skirt back on and be a good girl in school today. Tomorrow I’ll teach you a little more about these kinds of things."

"Okay, dad."

She reached for the black skirt and adjusted herself onto the seat.

The fabric slid slowly up her long legs, brushing over the smooth skin I had just cleaned.

Then she lifted her hips carefully to settle it around her waist, the soft material falling neatly into place once more.

After a quick adjustment of the hem she opened the door and stepped out into the morning light.

I lowered the tint on the windows just in time to watch her walk away.

Her slender figure moved with a quiet, natural sway.

The skirt shifted lightly against the backs of her thighs with every step she took toward the school entrance.

The sunlight caught the soft line of her calves and the gentle movement of her hips until she disappeared through the gates...

Only when she disappeared did I return my gaze back to her seat and noticed the panties on the floor.

’She forgot her panties?’ I was taken aback but at the same time, a faint, amused smile appeared at the corner of my lips as I wondered how my daughter was going to pass her day without panties.

Just imagining the innocent Sophie walking around class today without panties brought a surge of blood running through my veins.

’God, I need to fuck someone.’ I muttered as I glanced down at my hardened cock.

Thankfully, my daughter was at home.

...

I drove home in silence and parked the car in front of the house.

The moment I got down from the car, I noticed Jane was already standing on the porch.

Her arms were folded tightly across her chest and her eyes followed me the moment I stepped out.

Her lips were set in a clear, stubborn pout as she stared at me.

I walked up the short path and stopped in front of her.

"What happened to make my lovely daughter angry?" I asked, reaching out to pinch her cheek in a light, playful way.

Jane turned her face slightly but didn’t pull away from the touch.

She still refused to look at me properly.

She continued pouting as she kept her eyes fixed at the distance, clearly not willing to look at me.

I watched her for a longer moment, then asked in a light, curious tone.

"Is it because you saw me and your mom together this morning?"

The moment I finished speaking, I noticed her expression shifted briefly.

The pout on her cheeks softened a little, but she still said nothing, however a faint pink color rose in her cheeks as she continued staring into the distance.

I chuckled internally noticing my daughter’s expression.

She was jealous seeing me and her mother being intimate?

’How interesting...’ I muttered to myself, however outwardly, I had to please my daughter.

"What should I do to make you happy then?" I asked quietly.

Jane stayed silent for several heartbeats.

Her fingers tightened slightly against her own arms.

Then, still not quite meeting my eyes, she spoke in a low voice.

"Why don’t you take me on a date? A proper one. Just the two of us. Somewhere nice. Since Avery and Sophie are out and Mom is at work... no one will know we went together."

Hearing her words I was a little taken aback, after all I hadn’t expected her to suggest such a thing.

’A date huh...’

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