Title:  A Rude Awakening

Author: The Purvv as Modifier

Email: purvv@124.com

Story Codes: Father-Daughter(14) Incest

 

 

Note from The Purvv:  This story was extracted from a story by Dark Dreamer, entitled ‘Jeff’s Family Harem’, which, although I modified and edited it, should still be considered the property of the original author. That story, and other goodies by that author, can be found in its entirety at www.storiesonline.net , a site that all serious readers of erotica should visit.

 

 

H e turned the handle slowly and noiselessly, and pushed the door open; just wide enough so that he could slip inside. The room was showing the light of the pre-dawn morning as he glanced around cautiously.

The only sound in the room was the quiet, even breathing coming from the bed. He dropped to his knees and crawled over beside it, then peered over the top at his daughter's sleeping form.

You're becoming a real professional ‘perv' he thought. Earlier in the night, he had turned off the air conditioning, letting the house become uncomfortably warm. Sure enough, she'd thrown off the covers, and was lying there naked. The 14-year-old girl was sprawled on her back, one foot draped gracefully over the edge. One of her arms lay across her belly and the other was resting above her head.

His eyes feasted on the child's hot looking body, his body trembling at her closeness. He knelt beside her, his eyes only a foot away from her small, rounded breasts. He swallowed nervously, reaching a trembling hand down to her.

His fingers touched the youngster's nipple, only slightly, just pressing the little nubbin inward a little. He paused for a minute, waiting to see if she reacted in her sleep. His heart was beating harder than usual. She continued to lay still. Emboldened, he bent forward more, his head going over the child's chest. Her head was pointed in the opposite direction. He lowered his face to his daughter's proud round tittie, his tongue moving out between his lips.

His wet tongue slid over the youngster's nipple very lightly, turning, twisting in slow circles. His groin pressed into the side of the bed, and he mashed his hard prick against the wood.

He pulled away, fighting to control his breathing. He shuffled down the length of the bed to her crotch, and stared at her young, exciting cunt. Her legs were open and he could see her slit clearly. It looked so beautiful from here, the hair light and nearly bald, the lips pulled inward.

He moved forward, pressing carefully down on the bed. His face moved into her groin, his tongue out. He touched the center of the child's slit, very lightly, and then ran his tongue slowly up and down the dark depression.

Her right leg was draped over to the side. He gently pulled her left out, moving it inch by inch until his daughter's crotch was completely open to him. His tongue slid along her slit, wetting it, easing the path. He pushed down with more pressure, his tongue moving easily in the narrow wet cleft.

His temples were throbbing and his heart was pounding in his chest.

His trembling fingers searched gently at the top of her pussy, locating the clitoris. His tongue moved against it, rubbing slowly. His body shivered with lust, tasting his own daughter's sweetness.

He heard her groan, low in her throat, her breathing disrupted. He stopped, his eyes studying her. He waited. Her breathing steadied, and then he bent forward again. His tongue moved along her slit and over her clitty once more.

He knew it was wrong, obscene, sick even, but he couldn't seem to control himself. His tongue continued to move across his child's clitty. Her body trembled lightly, shivering against him. She instinctively tried to close her legs, but his hands were on her lower thighs, holding them in place.

His slid his tongue deep into her cleft, tasting the wonderful tang of her juice. His tongue slid lightly along her buttocks and thighs, then back over her clitty.

His young daughter twisted in her sleep, her back arching sideways, her head rolling to the other side. She was breathing faster, her orange sized breasts rising and falling. His eyes watched them move, noted the stiffness of her erect nipples.

There was a sudden gasp as her eyes opened. She blinked slowly, fighting off the daze of her interrupted sleep and the throbbing heat of her belly.

"W...wha..."

For a second he stopped, his mind racing, but there was no escape. The room was too bright and his daughter had already seen him. He jammed his tongue against her clitty, rubbing against it with whipping, powerful movements. His finger slid into her cleft, driving down to the knuckle.

"Wha...Dad?...DAD! Wha...What are you..."

He pumped his finger in and out of her pussy as his tongue rasped against her clitty.

"S...Stop! Stahhhppppp," she moaned. His tongue thrashed back and forth, and her ass humped up instinctively.

"Daaaaad...S...stop...No!...Nooooo," she whimpered.

She tried to pull away, to roll over, but her father's hands held her firmly. She pushed feebly at his head, and he suddenly jumped back, and then dove into the bed. Then he was on her, his groin between her spread legs, and his bulging pecker pushing against the youngster's belly through the fabric of his pants.

Her wide blue eyes stared up at him in a bewildered daze. He kissed her, his lips sliding across hers as he crushed her to the bed.

"Mmmphhhhhh!" she mumbled, trying to tear her head away.

"Oh baby," he gasped. "Oh, I need it sweetheart. I need you."

His hands slid over his daughter's young breasts, squeezing the soft flesh.

"N...noooo," she grunted, trying to throw him off as panic filled her brain.

Totally out of his head with lust now, his hand slid around his shaft, holding it firmly. He pushed the head against his child's wet slit and pressed down. He felt her cunt-lips pushed aside, felt them slide around his cock-head, and then felt her warm, wet insides as his cock sank deeper into his daughter.

"No Daddddd!" she sobbed.

"Yes," he groaned.

His cock slid deeper as his lips mashed against hers. His hands were squeezing her breasts, his fingers rubbing her stiff nipples.

His cock sank to the bottom of her fiery pit, his balls pressing against her buttocks. He was in her! He was in her! His cock was buried in his own daughter!

He started pumping, fucking his cock into her with strong pumping strokes. His mouth was sucking on her throat as she writhed beneath him.

"Noooooo," she whined.

His hands slid beneath her, cupping the child's small, round ass cheeks. He jerked her body up against him as he thrust into her.

Janet's body was aflame with sexual fever. Her barely awoken mind was numbed by it, turning her normal waking daze into a flustered muddle. Her hands beat feebly at her daddy even as her body responded to his thrusting and fondling.

Her father's cock was sending shock waves of sexual fire into her belly as it slid in and out of her tight cunt tube.

"O...Oh...God!"

She was cumming. She could feel the fire burning within her, could feel the oils in her vagina bubbling and boiling with lust. She thrust her cunt back against him, her arms sliding around his hard, strong body. She had lost the will to fight as her body reacted on its own.

"Oh God Daddddd!" she groaned.

The young girl's hands slid down her father's back and onto his ass cheeks. Her fingers dug into his skin as her lips sought his. She was rabid with lust, utterly lost to conscious thought beyond the fulfillment of the desperate sexual passions surging throughout her body.

Her tongue shot into her father's mouth to meet his. Their bodies ground together furiously. His cock pumped down into her, jammed balls deep. He twisted his body, fell aside, and rolled over with her atop him. His hands jammed her buttocks down on his cock as he fucked up into his child, who seemed as hot as any he had ever had.

He rolled again, turning over on top of her again. His hips slammed down into her, sending his cock ripping down the youngster's hot fuck channel. Their bodies, sweating in the heat, twisted and rolled together in a feverish sexual dance.

Janet rolled atop him again, pushing herself upright. Her small hands lay flat on his powerful chest, and she began bouncing up and down on her father. Her eyes closed and her back arched as she shivered through a blinding orgasm.

She fell backwards, almost. He raised his legs and her back dropped against them, her shoulders and head curving back over the top of his knees and her hands going back onto the bed.

His hands slid up and down over the taut, skin of small taut breasts, and his fingers twisted her hard tiny nipples. He bounced on the bed, thrusting his prong up into her, sending her hapless body bouncing and flopping atop him, and adding to the force of his fuck-strokes.

His knees pulled back, shoving her forward onto his chest. His hands squeezed her hot buttocks again as the child gasped and whimpered. He brought his ass up off the bed, driving his prong against her, slicing between her pussy lips and pistoning into her cleft.

She pushed herself up again, her eyes wide and frantic. Her father's cock hammered up into her crotch with brutal speed and power. Each stroke brought a grunt of pleasure from her trembling lips.

His hands tightened around her waist and he jerked his daughter up and down on his prick. Her cunt was a hot, steamy furnace that gripped and sucked on his cock as he drove up into her.

"Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!" she gasped.

Her crotch and buttocks slapped wetly down on her daddy as she bounced. Her small tits jiggled, and her head rolled from side to side.

Then her back arched again and she slammed her slushy crotch down over her father's prick. Her body went rigid and her breathing stopped. A massive orgasm rolled through the child. It started in her volcanic-like cunt, and then flooded like lava up into her belly and chest, then through her neck to her brain. Her limbs twisted and jerked uncontrollably and her senses reeled.

Ed spewed out a white-hot load of incestuous sperm. It jetted up into the sucking cavity that enfolded his tool and seeped into his daughter's skin. She collapsed against his chest, quivering softly.

His arms slid around her, hugging her against him as his prong softened within her. He pushed the hair aside from her face, grinning up at her.

"Uuuuunngghhh," she groaned, her eyes coming opening. She stared at her father in growing shock, and then abruptly pushed against him, trying to break free.

"Let me go!" she demanded, in a small quavering voice.

"Why? I like feeling you against me."

"Daddd! Stop it! I'm your daughter! How could you...How could I...This is wrong, it's...it's sick!"

"I don't think so."

"Well it is!"

"I love you and you love me..."

"Not like this!"

"What's wrong with this, baby? We both enjoyed it. It was fantastic. You were fantastic!"

She pulled away from him, jumping up and grabbing for her robe. She drew it on and turned toward him, her eyes wide and flustered.

"Now...now you leave."

He rose from the bed, standing before her naked. His semi flaccid cock hung down from his bushy pubic hair. She averted her eyes, raising her head to stare defiantly into her father's eyes.

"You came...twice."

"What you did was...wrong."

"You loved it."

Her lips tightened.

"I knew we needed a good fuck, so I gave us one."

"Don't speak to me like that!" she sobbed.

Her father stepped forward and reached out. Folding his arms around her, he drew her against him, hugging her tightly. She sobbed against his chest as he stroked her soft hair.

He pushed her blonde head gently back and kissed her lips. At first the kiss was soft, warm, and light, but she soon started to return it and his lips pressed harder.

Then to her chagrin, her tongue shot out into his mouth, and their lips slid wetly against each other. His hands gripped the collar of her robe and pulled it back. It came away from her easily, dropping to the floor as their naked bodies pressed together.

Janet's mind was ablaze with lust. She rubbed her lithe white body against the powerfully muscled chest and belly of her daddy, ignoring the societal prohibitions, ignoring the depravity; eager only for the satiation of the carnal desires coursing through her system.

His body was hard against her; she slid her hand up and down the large muscular chest, her eyes wide and unblinking, as if taking in his maleness for the first time. His hands slid up and down her back, and then he moved one downwards onto her small rounded buttocks, easily cupping one in his gently squeezing hand.

Soon, both hands moved onto the child's ass, and lifted her upwards off the floor. Her legs opened wide and slid around her father's waist as her mouth hungrily sought his. Her pussy was wet as it pressed against his belly and she moaned softly. She too was no longer in the world of reality. There was no such thing as incest.

Janet moved her arms around her daddy's strong, wide shoulders, pressing herself closer to him, wanting to feel his strong muscles against her swollen breasts and hard little nipples.

Ed grabbed his cock in one hand; already it was hard again. He pointed it upwards at the center of her young girlhood, letting his pointed cock-head touch the base of her spine, then move inward, crossing her little asshole and then rubbing along her slit.

"Dad...Dad...Ed," she moaned.

He pushed upward, jamming the head into the child's tight cunt opening. She grunted, rising upward against him, as if moving away from his penetration. Her breasts were mashed roughly against his chest as she pressed against him. She groaned loudly as her arms weakened and she sank downwards onto his prick. It moved upwards into her warm, soft body, filling the 14-year-old girl with a hot, urgent need.

She grated against him, moving her cunt around in circles, loving the feeling of her father's huge organ inside her as it twisted in her belly. She pumped her ass in and out, and up and down; her movements quickening as her lust mounted higher and higher.

Ed turned toward the bed, then knelt and slowly lowered his daughter to her back, never taking his cock from the fiery depths of her seething pussy. She humped upward against him even before she touched the bed, slamming her pussy up onto that hard prong inside her.

His weight crushed her to the bed in a hot, passionate, loving embrace as he began thrusting into her. He could feel the child's tight, wet twat starting to spasm around him and he humped faster. His face pulled back from hers and he watched his daughter as her face contorted in orgasmic ecstasy.

She grunted and moaned, her head shaking from side to side. Her body shivered against her father and he pumped wildly into her to keep her rising. Then her body arched; a sign of wildly spasming muscles since it almost lifted his weight from the bed.

She collapsed in exhaustion, her eyes bare slits as he lay atop her. Her arms and legs unfolded, dropped aside onto the bed. He kissed her cheeks, and throat, and then began pumping slowly into her once more.

His own juices were rising and he desperately needed release from the burning fire in his loins. He pulled the youngster's legs up onto his shoulders and he began to fuck into her with harsh, long strokes that sent his hips crashing into her buttocks and made the entire bed shake.

Her arms reached above her head, grasping the bedpost as her body was hammered by her daddy's heaving, thrusting torso. She whined in pain and pleasure, feeling her own smoldering fires re-igniting and quickly burning hot. His hips smashed down into her as he drove his fuck tool deep into the womb of his own creation.

His hands moved down onto her chest, engulfing her wildly jiggling little titties and squeezing them repeatedly. Their bodies bounced on the bed as he thrust frantically, his juices boiling up and out of him. He exploded into a massive cum.

Janet felt his incestuous seed flooding down into her belly, scalding her insides with its fiery heat. She groaned, and then gasped as she was engulfed in a torrential cum, her body quaking and shuddering uncontrollably.

Wad after wad of sizzling white sperm jetted down into her as her daddy's spasming cock emptied his balls into her wet, sucking pussy.

Then he collapsed atop her, his chest heaving with exertion.

She lay spread-eagled beneath him, barely moving. He raised his head wearily and kissed her on the forehead.

 

The End