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I feel a tingling sensation in my crotch and wake up.
The feeling of a tongue crawling along my shaft.
A girl's hand stimulating the base just right.
Occasional variations, like little flicks to my balls.
As I open my eyes, I see Aika, still in her pajamas, sucking on my fully erect cock.
"Ah, mohnin' dah (Good morning, Dad)."
Aika greets me with my cock stuffed in her mouth. Even after our separation and reunion, our morning routine—starting the day with a blowjob—has continued.
Before I even wake up, Aika slips out from under the covers, still half-asleep, pulls down my sweatpants, and begins sucking on my defenseless penis. This way, I wake up at the peak of pleasure and start my day with an orgasm.
There might be some misunderstanding, but even after Aika's confession, our physical relationship has persisted.
We have raw, creampie sex almost every day. If anything, the time apart only made us crave each other's bodies even more intensely.
The difference now is that I've become more conscious of Aika's "true desires."
Her wish to be violated by unknown men.
Last time, we tried fulfilling that through an erotic livestream, but it wasn't exactly a success.
The keywords I've grasped so far are "indiscriminate male gaze" and "fantasy."
Exposing herself online gave Aika a slight thrill, and fantasizing about men other than me amplified her sexual pleasure to the max.
But I still haven't found the best way to make it happen. So, in a way, I'm just having ordinary sex with Aika.
Though, a father and daughter having sex is anything but ordinary.
"Aika, what's this Tanaka guy like?"
"Huh?"
At that moment, Aika's blowjob stops unnaturally abruptly.
With half my cock still in her mouth, she freezes as if caught off guard.
An unexpected bullseye.
Not just with Mr. Gondo, but "Tanaka" also holds a key to unraveling Aika's desires.
"H-how do you know about Tanaka?"
"Well, I overheard it at the open-air bath during the school trip. They said he's the biggest in class."
During the school trip, I snuck into the buffer zone of the open-air bath to be alone with Aika and eavesdropped on her conversation with Mizuki. Tanaka was the name Mizuki brought up.
Apparently, he's nicknamed "Big Magnum" for his massive size.
Given how she fantasized about Mr. Gondo, Aika seems to have some level of interest in well-endowed men. Since my penis is the only one she's ever had inside her, she has no basis for comparison, but it's not strange for a girl to be curious about a size she's never experienced. If Aika were, say, an A-cup, and I were still a virgin, I might've been curious about a girl with C-cup breasts.
"...Tanaka sits next to me now. He's a plain, quiet guy who's the class rep. But... Mizuki said some weird stuff at the bath, so..."
Cornered by the name drop, Aika reluctantly explains.
It seems she does have some interest in Tanaka's "Big Magnum."
"...He's a serious guy, so I haven't heard any weird rumors. Probably doesn't have a girlfriend either. No idea where Mizuki got that info, but—"
But—she hesitates before continuing. Normally, she'd keep this a secret. But with my cock in her mouth, her mental barriers are lower than usual.
"...It was huge, though. You could tell even through his uniform pants. I just happened to drop an eraser and glanced over when picking it up, but Tanaka was already hard..."
I've never heard her say "that" before. It must've been a first-time experience for her.
For the record, I'll defend Tanaka here—middle school boys get hard at the drop of a hat. Aika's class pairs boys and girls together as seatmates, so Tanaka would've had no choice but to see her out of the corner of his eye. And with Aika's voluptuous chest and alluring legs on full display, even I'd get hard if I were in his shoes.
"How long did you look?"
"Not... not that long. Just while picking up the eraser."
Her resuming the blowjob tells me that's a lie.
Aika probably stared at the bulge in Tanaka's pants for a solid ten seconds. Maybe even pretended to drop the eraser again just to keep looking. She must've burned the image of the usually serious Tanaka's erection into her retinas. Or maybe dropping the eraser was her plan all along.
"How big was it?"
"I-it was through his clothes, so I couldn't tell. Who knows how much was just the pants and how much was... the real thing?"
At this rate, even her rough guess suggests it was bigger than mine. I like to think I'm average for an adult man, but a middle schooler outdoing me is just cocky.
"So? Did you do anything about it?"
"O-of course not! That'd just be a crime!"
I wanted to ask if she would've touched it if it weren't illegal, but that'd be pushing it. The real question is how to draw out Aika's desires.
"But you fantasized about it, right?"
Aika stays silent, continuing her morning blowjob. Her red face isn't just from having a dick in her mouth.
"About being violated?"
"From behind?"
"By Tanaka's huge cock?"
Her lack of denial means I'm right. While sitting next to Tanaka, Aika fantasized about him taking her.
"Did it feel good?"
Still silent and blushing, Aika nods slightly. So Aika enjoys the fantasy of "being violated by a well-endowed man."
In her mind, Tanaka was probably an animal.
Ravaging her like a beast, slamming his wild, massive cock deep into her womb.
No matter who the real person is, the men in Aika's fantasies are always rough.
And chances are, the real Tanaka was fantasizing about Aika the same way. Otherwise, why would he be hard in class?
A boy and girl sitting next to each other, both fantasizing about fucking—that's not exactly common. Most cases are probably one-sided, with the boy never imagining the gorgeous girl beside him might be fantasizing about him too.
In their fantasies, they were having sex.
It's just imagination, so I can't blame them, but it's still outright indecency in broad daylight, in a classroom.
"Why do you think Tanaka got hard?"
I wanted Aika to realize her own appeal, even a little. Otherwise, who knows what dangerous situations she might get into?
Even if Tanaka is usually plain, if he and Aika were alone in the classroom after school, his male instincts might take over.
Middle school is when the physical differences between boys and girls become stark—if a boy pinned Aika down, she wouldn't stand a chance. And if that's her true desire, things could go all the way.
Just like the rough, real sex she imagined with Mr. Gondo.
I wanted her to say, "Because he was turned on by my body." I wanted her to realize how much more mature, alluring her body is compared to other girls her age.
But what Aika said next was hard to believe.
"An accident... I think my chest brushed against him."
I nearly let out a ridiculous laugh. Her chest brushed against Tanaka?
"He was picking up a handout from the floor. At the same time, I had to pass something to the girl next to him, so I reached over his back..."
To summarize:
Tanaka pulled his chair back slightly and bent down to pick up the handout from the floor.
Aika, needing to pass something to the girl on his other side, leaned over the gap and reached across.
Unaware of her, Tanaka straightened up—
"It was barely a touch... I'm not even sure if he felt my uniform or my bra."
Even if it was an accident, another guy got a taste of her chest. She must feel guilty about it.
But let me be clear: with Aika's size, there's no way he only felt her uniform.
Nine times out of ten, Tanaka felt the firmness and softness against his back.
Even if he couldn't tell the shape directly, the bounce of her ample chest pressing into him was unmistakable.
That said, Aika was still careless.
Leaning over someone who could straighten up at any moment is way too risky. She might've even done it on purpose to make Tanaka hard.
Or maybe Tanaka hadn't straightened up yet, and Aika pressed her E-cups against him herself.
If a virgin middle school boy suddenly had the busty class hottie's chest pressed against him, of course he'd get hard. You can't blame him for the dirty thoughts that followed.
Tanaka's the victim here.
Whether Aika meant to or not, she made him hard and used it as fuel for her fantasies.
"Suck my cock like it's Tanaka's."
Again, Aika freezes at my words.
This is the crux of it.
With Mr. Gondo, she used my cock as a stand-in to fantasize about him.
So she should be able to do the same with Tanaka's "Big Magnum."
And that's probably what Aika truly wants.
"It's no different from our usual fantasy play. Just swap the generic boy and girl for Tanaka and Kutsuki Aika—specific people."
"Well, yeah, but..."
"It's just a fantasy. You're not actually sucking Tanaka's cock. It's still mine, right?"
I quote Aika's own words back to her to persuade her.
As her father, I want to fulfill Aika's desires as much as possible.
But if she refuses, there's no point.
Living true to your desires.
That's what I've learned these past few months.
"Kutsuki... I can't believe Kutsuki would do something like this..."
Playing the part of Tanaka, Aika begins servicing my cock with eager devotion.
Her jaw movements feel slightly exaggerated—maybe she's adjusting for the imagined larger size.
Either way, the pleasure of her tongue on my shaft is no different from usual.
"Sorry... I've been so curious about Tanaka's dick. You were hard in class the other day, right? I kept staring at the bulge in your pants while pretending to pick up my eraser."
Whether it's acting or the truth, it's probably the latter. Aika starts stroking my—no, Tanaka's—cock more boldly.
"It's so big... I've never seen one this huge before. So long and curved, rock-hard, and thick too..."
As she says this, her tongue traces along the shaft. Even after passing the head, her tongue keeps going—proof of the difference between me and Tanaka. Unconsciously, Aika's honesty shines through.
"Did you notice when my chest touched you? That was on purpose. I wanted to make your big dick hard like this."
Blushing like a middle schooler with a crush, Aika's technique is still top-tier.
With precise hand movements and expert licks, she expertly drives me toward climax.
"It's okay... cum on my face? I've always wanted to be covered in Tanaka's cum..."
Deliberately angling the tip toward her face, Aika kicks into high gear.
Even though it's my cock she's handling, it feels like she's really servicing Tanaka's—an indescribable feeling.
"Ahh! I'm cumming!!"
But I can't resist the wave of pleasure, and I release my morning load all over Aika's pretty face.
This isn't my cum. It's "Tanaka's cum."
"Wow... if you came inside me, I'd get pregnant in one shot."
Her slightly looser smile—the kind she'd give an adult—is now directed at a boy her age.
It's natural for her expressions to differ depending on who she's with, but I can't deny feeling a twinge of jealousy.
But in exchange for that jealousy, I've gained something.
The best sex I can give Aika.
It's probably—