Perverts 'R' Us

Taking Sandy

Edited By The Purvv ( M/f, teen, reluc, dru, inc-fath/dau )

Note from The Purvv: A Daddy-Daughter story created From 'An Animal Threesome' By Carlotta Graham LLP-559

He picked his daughter up at the airport for her visit. For the last couple of years John had become more and more aware that the youngster was growing into a beautiful young teen. Indeed, it was almost three years ago when he even began to look at her body and she was only 13 at the time.

When he met her in the waiting area, his eyes swallowed her beauty and they hugged and they kissed each other's cheeks. She was stunning in her beauty and innocence, and even under the high neck dress, he could see the unbelievably voluptuous body beneath it. Although she was only 15, John thought that she could easily pass for being older. She could pass for more than seventeen, he guessed; and he'd bet anything that his daughter was still a virgin. And that dress, that modest plain white dress, only accentuated her remarkable figure; and daughter or not, he couldn't help wondering how she would look naked. In her pureness, she was almost too sexy to believe. Her breasts were firm and full, her narrow waist accenting softly flared hips and long tapering legs.

As they walked to the parking lot, he occasionally allowed her to get a few steps in front, so he could get a better look at her, without making her nervous. Her trim young buttocks were sexier than any young girl's had a right to be, rounding out like two firm ripe melons waiting for someone to come along and squeeze them.

And her father knew: he had to fuck her!

He almost felt as if he wasn't her father anymore, anyway. He'd only gotten to see her for a week each year, during the last eleven years. He and Esther had divorced then, and shortly thereafter, he had moved almost 1500 miles away.

But it wasn't only Bill that was feeling this electricity between them; 15-year-old Sandy was too. Now, when her eyes met her daddy's, the young teen felt a hot shudder run through her entire body, making her mind jumble up.

A half an hour after her plane had landed they were now in his car, heading for his house. It was almost 5 PM and nearly time for dinner anyway, so John suggested that they stop to eat. He drove to the Red Coach steakhouse, and as they walked in from the bright sunlight, it took their eyes several moments to adjust to the darkness in the atmospheric restaurant.

"What will you have to drink," her father asked her when they were seated.

"I can't drink Dad. You know that," she said, smiling shyly.

And again, she had that weird frightened feeling. Why would he be allowing her to have a drink? Something was different about him but she didn't know what it was. He was as friendly and charming as ever, but when her eyes had met his at the airport, she felt something she had never known before, an attraction that seemed to crash through all the rules and barriers within which she had lived her entire young life.

"Well," Daddy told her, "It's time you had your first drink then."

She smiled; her silence an assent. She wondered if they would serve her anyway. Although she was only 15, many of her friends had told her that she could pass for being older.

The waiter didn't even take notice of her as her father ordered each of them a martini. Sandy had no idea what that was other than knowing that it was really alcohol, and it was a grown-up drink.

When their drinks arrived, she sipped it slowly. She did not like the taste, but it made her feel a warm sensation throughout her entire body. In fact, by the time the girl had finished it, she seemed to be more aware of her body than she had ever been in her life.

When their steaks arrived, she felt terrifically hungry. And eating, she guessed, would help stop the weird feelings that liquor created. With candles on the table glowing with a softly dancing light, they sat across from one another eating the rare steak and drinking a good red wine. She smiled to herself, thinking how romantic this all was, almost as if her father was her lover.

John looked at his beautiful blonde daughter sitting across from him, touched by her innocent prettiness. She was so different, so very different from his ex-wife, in looks and disposition. Unfortunately, he didn't have any other to compare his daughter with, as he had become a workaholic over the years, and rarely dated; and then there was never anything long lasting.

Yes, it had been a long time since he had seen a virgin like his daughter. Suddenly on impulse he moved towards her on the leather banquette. Sandy watched in nervousness and fright, afraid yet strangely eager to accept what he was about to do. Slowly, his mouth moist and slightly open, met with her lips. A panic was running through the youngster, yet she couldn't pull away. There was a strange excitement pounding throughout her body.

And the kiss thrilled her to the very depths of her aroused young body. Finding that his daughter was not pulling away, John boldly drove his tongue deep between her parted lips, and she sucked on it as her nerves tingled with growing excitement. Then she pulled away from him suddenly. The alcohol and the kiss had made her dizzy. And she was frightened now.

"Dad, please, let's go," she said.

"Anything you say, darling," John answered, kissing her lightly on the forehead, and even that kiss fired her body and set her head into a dizzy swoon. She could feel that she was not moving normally, and she realized that it was the affects of the alcohol.

As they entered the car, Sandy fell back against the seat. "I...I can't believe I'm...like this." she told him.

And he started the car, driving off to his home.

Sandy staggered a bit, as they entered the front door and her father put his arm around her waist to steady her again. She could feel the strength and warmth of his powerful right hand resting on her hip, could feel each of his sure fingers pressing gently above and below the hip bone, as he led her up to the stairs. Somewhere in the distant recesses of her alcohol fogged mind, an alarm bell clanged, but it was so muted that she wasn't sure what it was for. After all, Daddy Reed was just about the nicest man she had ever met. She knew she could trust him. He was her real father! She was completely safe with him.

But John's eyes were bright with lust as he gazed down at his beautiful blonde daughter's proud, upthrust young breasts, so enticingly outlined under the thin summer cotton dress she wore. Sandy was so woozy now she barely realized that his large strong hand on her hip was making subtle little circular motions - - barely perceptible - - possessive! And under normal circumstances she would have noticed a change in her father's demeanor as heated desire overcame him.

Not even thinking that this was his room and not hers, she lowered herself to the side of the bed and then she collapsed down on the soft white bedspread. She closed her eyes, just for a moment - - just for one little moment...

Looking down at the 15-year-old girl, John felt his groin tightening. Without touching her, without doing anything but watching her young vibrant body, he had already begun to get an erection. She would have to be handled carefully, he thought. No fast moves...nothing to alarm her. He knew instinctively that his daughter was a virgin. But he had often suspected from the way she moved and talked and thought, that there was a wild untapped streak of wantonness in her luscious body that she was not yet herself aware of. And he wanted to unveil that streak. He was becoming obsessed with the idea of having her exquisitely innocent young body moaning and writhing in sexual delirium beneath him.

He wanted his own daughter!

Her skirt had hiked almost all the way up her thigh as she lay on the bed, her eyes closed, slowly drifting into a soothing oblivion. And her daddy could see her lovely pouting young vaginal mound through the near-transparent white lace panties she wore and then he knew he had to have her, he had to fuck her tonight. He could wait no longer to possess entirely this young virginal girl.

Her father bent down and kissed her lightly on her forehead, then stood back up and removed all his clothes, putting on the black silk Chinese robe that his daughter had sent him as his birthday present. All of his mind and body were now occupied on his exquisite young blonde daughter lying sound asleep in his room, flat on her back with her leg slightly cocked at the knee.

John could plainly see the shadow of her vaginal crevice and the full ripe mound of warm creamy flesh that marked the beginnings of her deliciously proportioned buttocks. Softly curling strands of golden pubic hair peeked out from under the elastic leg bands of her little white panties. It was all he could do to keep from spreading her legs wide and savagely tearing into the young, almost naked cunt lying helplessly there before him. Only by exerting an inordinate amount of self control was he able to be gentle with her.

Sandy was not aware of it when her father eased her shoes off her feet and teased soft wet kisses along the bottom of her foot and up the back of her calf, and she didn't feel him slip her dress off over her head. Nor did she realize what he was doing when she felt her hips being raised, and her scanty little panties being pulled down and over the smoothly rounded curves of her hips and slid down her legs.

Slowly, the heavily breathing man spread his daughter's thighs apart, bending and raising the right knee to give himself even easier access to her sweet young pussy flesh. Then, with quickening breath, he knelt between her ankles and stared with lascivious eyes at her soft blonde pubic hair and the wide, coral-pink lips of her now completely open and defenseless young cunt. It seemed as if they were a magnet pulling his face toward them. Her cunt called out, begged to be touched, to be kissed, to be eaten like the most succulent fruit just ripe from the tree.

The hardness of his throbbing prick rubbed against the silk of his robe and made his balls ache. He had never felt more alive than he did at that moment. He could feel the soft bedspread against his knees now and the warmth of the youngster's inner thighs on the palms of his hands as he pushed them even further apart. The feint aroma of female wafted up through his nostrils and inflamed him further.

It was not until her smoothly tapered young legs were completely widespread that Sandy began to regain some semblance of consciousness, and even then, the young teen was incapable of evaluating completely what was happening to her. She knew her naked buttocks were on a strange bed, that her legs were spread wide apart, that warm hands were stroking the insides of her thighs. Everything considered, it felt wonderful!

Her father sensed that she was beginning to wake out of her stupor. He paused a moment, waiting for some protest, then felt her momentarily stiffened legs relax and fall limply open again. He grinned and licked his lips; she either knew or she didn't know what he was about to do. Either way, she was permitting him to go ahead.

Quickly then, he slithered forward until his face was just above the soft, wetly glistening little slit between his daughter's thighs. Never before had he seen such a mouth-watering cunt; the vaginal lips were perfect, as only those of a teenage virgin ever are. Her pubic hair was so softly silky, and the tiny pussy mouth was small, delicate, like the unopened bud of a ruby rose.

Slowly, as though he were savoring every second, he lowered his face...His tongue, like the red shining penis of a dog, crept out between his teeth.

He licked once...

Slowly and gently his tongue moved, slithering down from clitoris to anus...and was rewarded with an almost inaudible moan. His tongue retraced the wetly teasing path it had just taken, and this time he felt the tendons of his daughter's inner thighs tighten and her entire pelvis slowly rise upward toward his face.

Unconscious or not, her vagina was responding, for he tasted the first slightly saline secretions of her feminine musk as her pussy, of its own volition, prepared itself for love making by seeping out its swarm, slickly welcoming lubricant.

And Sandy felt it was a dream, a wonderful dream...and the handsome stranger was making her feel more beautiful, more alive than she had ever felt in her life. It was so lovely but...was wrong!

She struggled suddenly to sit up. "No," she cried out, "No. You mustn't."

Instead of answering, her father drove his tongue full-length into the sweet warm depths of her pussy for the first time, using his nose to titillate her tiny, unconsciously pulsating clitoris.

"Aaaaagggghhhh. No, oh, God, no!"

The man heard the 15-year-old's terrified yelp and knew now that he must not stop until his daughter was so aroused she could not help herself. It was now or never. She wouldn't let him near her again if he stopped now, but if he continued and she liked it? Who could say? So thinking, he tightened his arms around the youngster's thighs and buried his rapacious tongue even deeper into the quivering, heated pussy lips between her open legs.

Fear and sheer pleasure were battling for supremacy in Sandy's tormented mind. Was it a heavenly dream or a nightmare? She bounced from one feeling to the other until she was totally distraught. Everything she had ever been taught, everything she had believed in, were being slowly, and oh so pleasurably eroded by the velvet tongue that licked, sucked, and caressed all at the same time. It was hateful, outrageous, sinful...beautiful.

"No...don't. No," she whimpered, flinging her arm up against her forehead and clenching her eyes shut as if this would make everything go away. "Stop! Oh God...Pleases stop!"

Her father replied without taking his eyes from her face - - hard tongue thrust against her clitoris.

"Oh, Daddy...Please don't! You can't do that! It's sinful!"

His tongue traced a zig-zag pattern down through his daughter's pubic curls from clitoris to anus again, then came back and speared into the seeping hole of her tiny, tightly clenched cuntal opening. Seven, eight times, in rapid succession he flicked his tongue in and out between the inner and outer lips of her pussy, tongue-fucking her in earnest now.

Sandy began moaning piteously as she felt powerful sensations overriding all other emotions and body functions.

"Oh, Daddy...Daddy! Pleeeaaassseeee! Daddy? DADDY?"

The last was almost a shout as his teeth clamped the sensitive almond bud of her clitoris and began nibbling gently.

"Oh, God!" she gasped, and then fell back on the mattress, weakened by the intense feeling and sudden uncontrollable hunger down between her helplessly trembling legs. She made one last protest. "Don't. It's wrong...dirty...perverted."

Her father looked up, his face shining with his own saliva and her excitedly flowing cuntal juices. "Stop fighting it, Sandy. You know and I know that you're enjoying what I'm doing to your wonderful pussy."

"Please daddy...don't talk like that...so dirty," she moaned.

"Ooooooh, but you like it, don't you, don't you my angel...you like my tongue in your cunt..."

He lowered his chin and ran his hot hard tongue along one side of the youngster's outer layer of vulva, watching her as he did so. Her face grimaced, not in disgust, but in what was obviously a losing battle for self-control.

She was his now. His beautiful young virgin daughter was his now!!! He could tell that her hot little pussy was in command of her body and mind now, and God! he didn't know when a piece of tail had gotten him so all out excited before.

He withdrew just to teasingly ask, "Don't you?"

He let his eyes feast hungrily on the now fully blossomed cunt lips, which had grown in size and color since he had begun his ministrations. There was life in those cunt-lips, so beautifully framed with incredibly soft pale golden pubic curls. One single drop of her seeping pussy juice clung like a small translucent pearl to the little blonde curls like a dewdrop on a yellow rose. And as he watched her moistening cunt now, it puckered and unpuckered in sensual excitement, driving him almost mad with lust.

"Look at daddy, Sandy," he commanded.

She lifted her head and watched, spellbound as her father placed his thumbs on her vaginal opening and peeled her softly yielding pussy lips apart. The soft curls of her pubic hairs gave way, exposing the flaming beauty of her vertical little cuntal mouth to his lust-dimmed gaze. She moaned in shame as her father breathed against the sensitive lips, the expelled hot air from his throat grazed raw nerves down there and her entire body reacted as she heard his accompanying lewd, lascivious statement: "Daddy's going to eat your pussy, Sandy. I'm going to tongue-fuck you, and you're gonna be in for a beautiful surprise."

She saw his face drop...and his tongue come out to wetly probe her guilt-quivering vagina. That was the last thing she saw. With this hot wet contact between tongue and cunt, she simply was forced to let everything go. The teenager's body responded automatically, jerking convulsively, as she ground her hips into the bed in an effort to escape her father's long worming tongue that wiggled like a sidewinder up one side of her cunt and down the other.

A groan bubbled out of her throat, "Ooooooohhh...my God! Daddy ... please ... don't..."

The rapacious licking continued upon her defenseless vagina and she felt her stomach muscles ripple in wave-like undulations. She began wailing in animal-like passion as her daddy's tongue scoured her inner thighs and made one hot swipe around her clitoris before snaking rapier-like in and out of her now completely helplessly writhing pussy.

"Oh! Aaaahhh..." she panted, and her father could hear her struggles to fight him off begin to ebb. He raced his tongue faster up the dilated hole between her open thighs. He used his nose to tease against the hotly throbbing little clitoris repeatedly and each nudge brought a low gasp from the helplessly immured girl.

Sandy raised her head up to look down over her full, lush breasts and this time her mind was clear enough to see it all. She saw her father's bobbing head framed between her widespread knees, and she stared in disbelief at his dark brown hair and tanned face bobbing up and down against her soft golden naked pubic hair!

She watched him intently, her mind a maelstrom of conflicting wants. It was wrong...but Oooooohhhhhh, it felt soooooo wonderful. Better than anything she had ever known in all her fifteen years.

The hot waves of forbidden pleasure, the little zephyrs of pure wantonness pervaded her entire being now as her father's powerful hands released her thighs and slipped under her buttocks, cupping and squeezing the soft, yet firm warm flesh of the hotly trembling cheeks. His tongue and mouth continued to grind further and further into the valley of her squirming defenseless cunt. Without volition, she dug her shoulders into the bed, sucked in her stomach muscles, and raised her pelvis, making her father's head bury itself even deeper.

Debased sucking and slurping sounds of his labors echoed throughout the room. His hands pulled apart the crevice between her buttocks, and then one adventuresome finger began exploring the opening to her tiny puckered little rectum. The feel of that finger there caused Sandy to clench her eyes tightly shut and ball her hands into fists.

It was - - wonderful. Sandy had lost any trace of desire to fight him off now. She had never even suspected her body was capable of such bliss. It was lovely to be fondled and caressed, lovely to feel the warm touch of her father's mouth up there between her legs.

The young girl began moaning low in her throat, obvious sounds of pleasure, her guilt and fear fading as she began to let herself feel everything...Oh, if she had only known the inherent wantonness of her own body, she would never have had those drinks, never have come to visit him...But now her mouth opened wide...

"Ooooooohhhh God! God, Daddy, I can't stand it!"

Her father heard the young girl's sharp gasp of delight as his hands kneaded the soft globes of her pliant, yielding buttocks; the sound caused a surge of new lust in his already over-aroused body; and he drew her limply cooperating legs up and around his neck. Moments later, he had the satisfaction of knowing that his daughter had voluntarily locked her ankles together behind his head in consent and cooperation.

He continued to fuck her orally, using his tongue to run lewd sensuous circles around her fully erect little clitoris; nuzzling his nose back and forth as he darted his throbbing tongue deep into her pulsating pussy; feeling the soft, hair-rimmed lips push against his mouth with increasing strength as her body spasmed and writhed upward in a now hungry effort to bring more and more of his mouth into contact with the wetly glistening flesh.

His middle finger again sought out the tightly clenched lips of his daughter's anus, and a low inarticulate moan was wrenched from her throat as he probed teasingly at the opening. Abruptly, his hot wet mouth moved down, down, all the way down where his tongue flickered like summer heat lightning against the brown puckered little hole.

Sandy's eyes blinked wide open as she felt the touch, felt the wild sensual pleasure surge like a seismic wave through her.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh, oooooohhh," she moaned wildly, as she wantonly used her heels to bring her daddy's head in tighter, deeper, endeavoring to fuck her tortured rectum with his fiery tongue. She flailed her head from side to side as the hotly slavering man now wormed his heated tongue into that forbidden rectal opening.

"Aaaaaaggghhh..." she moaned softly, then, "Oooooohhh... Ooooohhhh... God..."

Her body began to boil with the exquisite tingling of raw nerve ends as her father started his voracious licking of the cuntal crevice again. She knew that further fight was useless; she didn't want to deny this intense delight he was bringing her.

Suddenly, as the nerve endings of her pussy began to vibrate, she knew she was closer than ever before to a total fulfillment she had never even guessed at. Of her own volition now she spread her thighs wider and raised her burning desire-ridden loins to his face, her only wish now to aid this man, her own father, who was bringing this unbelievable pleasure to her nakedly writhing vagina.

She ground her throbbing widespread cunt against his face, reveling with inside delight in the lewd, forbidden pleasure he was bestowing upon her.

Her body was rapidly building up to the slow sweet agony of a climax. Never before had this 15-year-old girl been close to that release, not in all of her young life. But now, she could feel the mighty waves beginning to build up forcefully in her love-starved, hot writhing pussy. This build-up could not last much longer or she would cataclysmically explode into a million screaming little pieces flying off in all directions. Something was close, so close, so close...!!!

Her father sensed that she was reaching across a previously unbridged gulf, and he wormed his middle finger deep into her saliva-moistened anus. It went in easily, the hole having been lubricated by his saliva, enlarged by this tongue. At the same moment, his hungry mouth began concentrating on her tiny, hotly jerking clitoris.

Sandy writhed and twisted, babbling wild mewls of passion, and her face was twisted in a grotesque masque of feral lust which was almost frightening in its intensity.

She was close. Closer.

This was it. Now! It could not be denied her.

"Oooooohhh...ohhhh, God! GOD!" she chanted as her daddy screwed up into her hotly clasping young cunt harder with his tongue. She was only vaguely conscious that his hands were teasing her anus and clitoris with tingling fingers of flame, and she gasped hoarsely, wailing with a breath that came more and more rapidly. His big implacable twisting tongue burrowed ever deeper into her pussy, and she could feel it trembling deeper inside her - - flickering, touching, licking everything.

Suddenly then, the massive towering storm clouds of lust in her cunt split wide open in one gigantic thunderclap of sweet agony. She had bridged the gulf and now she was soaring wildly, higher and higher...higher...she was there!

"I'm cumming. Oh God daddy. Don't stop. Don't ever stop! Oh! Oh! Ah! AHHHH AAIIIEEEEEEEEE!"

Her father's head was almost knocked off his shoulders by the violence of his daughter's pelvic thrusts as she jerked and heaved her wildly clasping pussy against his face. Once, she hit him so hard that he thought for sure his nose would be bloodied. Her legs, locked around his head, had tightened like the grip of a boa constrictor, and her heels beat a rhythm of sheer lust against his shoulder blades.

Finally, the tumultuous storm ended and her ravaged body settled back completely relaxed on the bed. Now she could feel the coolness of the mattress beneath her, the dampness of her forehead and loins.

Her father continued gently kissing and nibbling at her vaginal lips until he felt the last delicate tremors subside, and then he pulled his head clear of her still hot, wet cunt.

"Well?" he asked softly, casting off the black silk Chinese robe that had been a gift from her. "Well?" he repeated.

The only answer was a sudden welling up of tears in her eyes, and the water began streaming down both sides of her face.

"I'm so ashamed," she sobbed.

He stroked her arm gently. "Don't be. You're beautiful...you deserved that..."

"But...but we're... You're...my own father!" the pious girl told him.

John laughed. God! It was nice know there were still young innocent virgins like her around. But, holy shit! She was sure one hot little tiger when she got going. And even though she had cum, his cock was still red-hot and hard and needing its release.

He didn't answer his daughter, he only knelt above her now, his face twisted in hungry passion.

Her eyes trailed on down his broad chest and flat stomach to the erect penis which stood out like a canted telephone pole from his dark curly path of pubic hair. His hand began to stroke his cock, pulling the foreskin slowly back to reveal the one Cyclopean eye which peered at her. Lord! It was so big! Far larger than she had ever imagined a man's penis would be. She was terrorized by the immensity of its girth and length. My god! How could she ever take that inside of her?

"It's my turn now, my little love," her father said, watching her face fill with distress. "I'm going to fuck you, baby, and when my cock gets all the way inside you, you're going to experience ten times the pleasure that you just now had. Daddy's going to fuck you, baby, and you are going to love every second of it."

Her father's obscene words both frightened and excited the sweet young teenager, but she could not tear her eyes from that monstrous rod which he held in his hand. She gaped at it in awe as she found her mind wondering if he really could bring her pleasure; after all, he had been right before! He had brought her up to, and then escorted her through, thresholds of unbelievable sensuality and carnal delight that she had never before believed could exist.

"Put it in for me," he said.

"Oh, no Daddy. Dear God...no. I can't. Please!"

"Do it," he said, softly but firmly.

She started to protest, but when she saw in her father's eyes his contagiously heated desire; she tentatively dropped her hand between their bodies where it encountered the red, hot throbbing immensity of his maledom.

"Oh God...," she moaned, as her fingers tightened around the thick fleshy hardness. Fear welled up in the young girl as she only then fully comprehended the enormity of his prick.

"Go on," he whispered, lowering his hips between his daughter's widespread thighs. "Put it in...right now...as easy as you like, put my hard cock in your sweet little virginal cunt."

He dropped across her, the hardness of his mammoth cock pulsing against her soft white thighs, his face looming above her, so handsome in its passion. She didn't think any more about what was happening as she guided the fleshy shaft to the passion drenched mouth of her pussy. The thick, bulbous head scraped electrifyingly against her cuntal lips, then pressed slightly inward, causing shivers of new unsolicited pleasure to surge through her abdomen. She didn't move as she felt the pressure increase and the small, virginal cuntal opening starting to stretch. Perhaps the sensation she felt could be called pain, but it was pain with an indescribably sweetness, so gooooood, not really pain at all.

"Oooooooooh, God. You're a tight little cunt," her father breathed. "It feels so good, baby, your pussy is so good."'

He pushed again, and the ponderous head slowly pressed into her wet, hot palpitating opening. His daughter was so well lubricated from his tongue fucking that he knew it would be good for her too...

And it was wonderful for the young girl as she felt the full length of his hardness scraping at every hidden spot of delight within that musk- scented, honey sweet pussy, and felt his cock head hammering at the portals of her innocent little womb.

Slowly John thrust into his daughter, inch by inch, until he could stand this exquisite torture no longer. He jerked his hips forward in one final thrust and his hard, hot cock roared into previously untouched territories of his child's most sacred treasure...what her religious mother had always called her most precious sanctuary.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh," Sandy wailed loudly, as the lust-hardened pole of male flesh cut deeper into her than she could have imagined. Her daddy filled her almost to the bursting point and she could actually feel every muscular ridge of his corrugated cock through the hot moistened walls of her vagina.

When his entirety was totally embedded in his child's body, John lay still for a moment. Never before had there been such a tight little cunt; maybe it was because he had gone so long, or maybe because he remembered his ex-wife's hot but well used pussy. But his virgin daughter's cunt seemed to grip his prick like an iron fist encased in a satin glove.

Gradually he began short little movements in and out of her slickened pussy channel. As her passage became accustomed to his barbaric instrument, the whimpers of pain and protest gradually changed to little chants of pleasure. Her father started rotating his hips, grinding his maledom against her vagina until the mushroomed head was beating relentlessly against her hot pulsing cervix. He rocked above her, thrusting with long, smooth motions, rising and falling, rising and falling.

Sandy had begun moving her hips in unison with her daddy's simultaneous harmony. Already she felt tremendous jolts of pleasure arcing throughout her abdomen. Already her body was feeling more than she had ever dreamed possible. Her mouth opened and closed in wordless comments, some of them prayers for forgiveness, as shining little beads of perspiration seeped to the surface of her upper lip. Her neck tendons swelled, then grew taut, with the hoarse panting of carnal joy.

John's giant throbbing cock buried deep inside her pulsating cunt and her love starved vagina together formed a lewd, wetly sounding symphony of incestuous lust in the room. No longer did she think of anything, of her mother, of the church...of morals...nothing. Automatically, her body reacted and greedily sought more and more pleasure, and the obscene words boiled out of her lust-constricted throat.

"Oh God, Daddy, oh God. Don't stop."

Perversely, he stopped.

"Don't stop what?" he asked, knowing full well the pause would heighten her pleasure still more.

Sandy knew instinctively what he wanted to hear, and in her abandonment she said it with all the force and vitality she could muster. "Ooooooh, Daddy. Fuck me...fuck me...fuck me!"

The thought of her own lewd, wanton behavior excited her even further, and she groaned and caught her breath as her father's powerful hands pulled her supple young buttocks tighter to his own rampaging prick. She heaved with passion, the pain of a few moments ago long since evaporated under the heat of her own passionate desires. She found her knees clenching and unclenching around his muscular buttocks with each powerful thrust of his wonderful, life-giving cock.

The teenager reached up and wrapped an arm around her father's neck, pulling his sweating face down toward hers, and her tongue shot deep into his mouth, slithering in and out in a wild semblance of oral fucking. Uninhibited gurgling noises of rapture poured from her lust-tightened throat and she crooned, "Fuck...oh fuck me daddy...fuck me...fuck meeeeee."

In the midst of her lewd exhortations, she suddenly heard the cold, furious voice of her conscience castigating her. Whore! Slut! Incest!

But then, from another place in her divided mind, she could hear a more defiant voice shouting, "I am a woman! A full-blooded healthy female! It's good, it's soooooo goooooooood. I love to fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck."

The 15-year-old girl shoved her cunt lewdly up to her father in answer, offering it freely, willingly, eagerly now. Never had there been anything like this, and not even in her wildest imagination had she dreamed there would be such ecstatic sensations to be gotten from a man...from the licking and tongue fucking of her pussy to the moment when her father's mammoth prick had slid imperiously down her excitedly greased cuntal channel to the heart of her womb.

Filled with insane pleasure, she willed and wanted more, much more, never wanted it to end. "Oh Daddy, fuck meeeeee," she mewled. "Ohhhh...beautiful..."

Her father jammed her with ever-increasing force as her tightly locked young vagina continued to pour out hot lubricant, lengthening his stroke, drawing his huge rod almost out of the fleshy, moisture drenched sheath, and then plunging downward in quickening strokes as her cunt hungrily devoured it.

Jesus, he thought, the kid's beginning to go crazy. He heard her grunt before hurtling her wildly sucking vagina up and down on his throbbing shaft. His daughter had taken complete control away from him as she sought her own pleasure.

"Aaaaaaggghhh...ohhhhhh," she moaned as her father's cock slammed into and brushed past the cervix, gasping and coughing with each inhalation into her tortured lungs.

The wildly fucking man's sperm-inflated balls slapped hard down against the nakedness of his daughter's unprotected working anus, and through his scrotum he could feel the delicious softness of her crevice where the warm viscosity and his own saliva had seeped down the cleft from her pulsating cunt. His throbbing sacs seemed surely to split apart from the mounting pleasure in it, and he fought for control - - fighting against the need to spew his white hot sperm into his own daughter's depths. He began ramming her with increasing fury, wanting to bring her to orgasm, before he himself came.

Sandy cried out wondrously, with every pulsing fuck-stroke up into her gratefully accepting young belly. She screwed her tongue into her father's throat in unison with each new thrust that buried his burning shaft deeper. She pulled her legs back even higher, offering him more and more of her greedily sucking little cunt.

John glanced downward at his prick, thinking he would go mad unless she came soon, watching his whitely glistening cock slip smoothly and powerfully in and out of her pinkly clasping pussy lips. Quickly then, in an effort to bring her along even faster, he slipped his hand beneath his daughter's buttocks and once again teased at the rhythmically flexing hole of her tiny puckered anus.

"Aaaaggghhhh...oh, yes daddy...put your finger in...hard!" Sandy rotated her ass down hungrily against this new invader, pressing down with her stomach muscles as though she were trying to void something from her bowels, opening the rectum so it could accept even further the lewdly worming digit.

Her first impression was again of that same sweet pleasure pain as she felt his finger sink into her rectal passage and begin moving in and out in time with the thrusts of his penis. The pain became pleasure, pure pleasure. She was trying to skewer the rotating finger to the hilt; shoving back against it at the same time she strained upward to devour more of his warm hard cock deep in her heaving belly.

Her father dug into her open little asshole, his worming finger feeling the hard thrusting flesh of his own cock through the thin membrane separating cunt from rectum. Beneath him the girl writhed in complete abandon. Her motions, together with her guttural croaks of delight and the tightness of her vagina, pushed him over the edge of self-control and he knew his orgasm was only seconds away.

"Cum...cum now," he commanded, praying she would obey. "I'm going to cum inside of you. Cum with..."

Sandy, hearing the obscene words, began frenetically grinding up and down on both impaling instruments, her toes flexed and splayed out, her full firm breasts heaving beneath him. Then her eyes opened wide in disbelief as she felt the first beginnings of the second orgasm of her life.

John grunted and hammered even deeper as he felt the walls of his daughter's vagina seeping the warm, sticky fluid of her climax. With demoniacal strength, she shoved her pelvis suddenly up from the bed, rotating her slightly bearded cunt-lips around his pistoning cock with renewed fury.

Then she was screaming, "Yes...Oh God...Yes! I'm cumming again. I'm going to...cum. Cum in me...cum in me daddy...CUM IN ME!"

Sandy convulsed beneath her father, her mouth and cunt both sucking furiously, her panting rasping breath breaking into great gasping sobs, her pussy clenching and actually milking him and her asshole expanding and contracting against his already deeply imbedded finger as though she were trying to pull in finger, wrist, arm.

Her father was spurred on by her continuing climax, and he thrust deeper into her voraciously pulsating vagina and anus, forcing her tortured crotch even wider. He fucked into her wildly now, ready to explode at any second.

Then, blessed relief.

He gasped as he felt the sudden surging waves of his boiling white sperm shoot with a roar through the subterranean tunnel from balls to penis; and he was instantly lost in incredible sensuality, as powerful surges of his incestuous semen spewed deep into the hot dark heart of his daughter's womb, filling her hungrily contracting little belly to the bursting point. The walls of her vagina continued to work around his penis as if they were part and parcel of some wonderfully warm milking machine, squeezing, massaging, clasping and unclasping to drain out every wonderful drop of his hotly cascading semen.

Sandy's wildly fucked young body suddenly fell back on to the bed, her belly still rippling from the aftermath of her galactic upheaval. Never had such bliss been experienced. She was fulfilled completely. She was finally a woman, a warm, feeling, experiencing woman.

They lay in quiet contentment in each other's arms for a long, long time. Then her father looked over at her. She had a pained expression on her face.

"What's the matter baby?" he asked, concerned, knowing full well that his young daughter was going through fierce pangs of guilt about the dynamite fuck they had just enjoyed.

"I-I've never done anything like this before..." she told him. "I...I always thought I'd be married first...And...and this was incest...daddy, you're my father!!! But..."

"But what," he encouraged her.

Sandy thought in silence for a moment. Then she blurted out, "The boys in my school, everything in that dumb town is so boring! I thought I would go crazy. But...but what we just did is wrong...it's a sin...but it was so wonderful." Suddenly she broke into tears. "I'm so confused," she sobbed.

"Darling," her father comforted her, "You know you and your mom are living in the past. People don't hold onto their virginity like some damn prize anymore. You have to live. You have to enjoy what's here. The world is changing too fast for anyone to know for sure what's right and what's wrong."

He took her in his arms and held her comfortingly. Then he said, "Why don't you stay with me...come and live with me for good."

Sandy laid thinking silently for a long time and her father waited patiently, cradling her in his strong arms. And Sandy thought, thought harder about it than she had ever thought about anything before. It had been like magic from the very beginning of this trip, from the moment their eyes had met. And oh God, making love to daddy was the most incredible thing she had ever experienced. How could she go back now? How could she live without him and his wonderful big hard cock? All summer she had been in anguish from the stifling boredom of her narrow life. Finally, she looked up at him.

"Yes," she said. "Okay daddy. I love you."

And so saying, Sandy looked up to see her father's desire-swollen penis moving closer, closer, till it touched against the smooth rosy softness of her cheek.

"Kiss it!" he said thickly. "Kiss my cock, baby."

Sandy's long eyelashes fluttered softly against the sensitive tip of his cock head as she pressed her lips against the rubbery softness of her father's penis with her mouth. Her sensually pouting lower lip rubbed all across and around the tip of his throbbing rod, while his fingers played in her hair, pulling her face along. Sandy could feel the pulsating, blood-filled ridges of his penile shaft against her mouth. Her stomach felt as if it were turning over like a cement mixer full of gravel. She had expected to be disgusted, yet she wasn't. Instead, there was a strange scent all around her Daddy's loins that was quite pleasant, and the press of his cock-flesh on her mouth had nowhere near the sensation she had expected.

His blood-heavy penis pressed forward against the back of her throat, as he plunged deep, deeper into the warm wet furnace of her mouth. Its throbbing hardness slithered up the length of her tongue, filling her mouth completely with its powerful thick fleshiness before she could do anything about it.

"That's it, baby... beautiful. Beautiful..."

John clutched her hair and bent over slightly as he stuffed his pulsating rod as far into his daughter's mouth as it would go. Her soft moist lips closed over it like the smoothest, most delicate of snug young cunts. He closed his eyes and his nostrils flared as he touched the back of her throat, making her gag.

Sandy loved the taste of her father's wonderfully hard penis. The fluttering in her belly got wilder and wilder as his long thick cock filled her oral cavern to the brim. She was literally feeling a type of sexual excitement from the presence of his member between her lips. There was no denying it.

"Suck... suck... suck..." Daddy breathed, working his hips back and forth.

Sandy felt his cock slipping out of her mouth, and then back in again. The pumping of her father's pelvis escalated rapidly and he ground his prick around and around inside her captive mouth. His hands held his teenage daughter's blonde head in a vise-like grip, his fingers gripping her ears and hair.

At the same time, the fluttering in her loins was increasing rapidly. She licked the first spot of cum off the tip of his thrusting hardness, and found that it was surprisingly pleasant, vaguely salty, and partly sweet. She could feel the warm moisture increasing up between her legs again where her father earlier had shot up into her cunt. Her pussy lips began to itch all over again, and she was unable to repress a soft, sensual moan as his cock moved more rapidly in and out of her mouth.

John grunted something unintelligible, his neck muscles straining, and his loins grinding around and around before it jerked outward again. He was holding his daughter's blonde hair and snorting huffily as she sucked his cock furiously and he worked himself around so that he could lie down on the bed. In a moment, the teenager's long blonde hair was waving over her father's muscular stomach, her stiff-nippled breasts swinging about his legs and occasionally grazing them, watching her beautiful girlish face sucking ecstatically at his pulsating rod.

And she was ecstatic! Her cunt felt warmer than ever, and was secreting so madly that she needed something hard and thick there to quell the ache. The sheer illicitness of the act was exciting in itself-and then more so as her father stuffed his middle finger up through her blonde hair fringed cunt to plunge it deeply into her squirming vagina.

"Oh-oh," she gasped. "Ohhhhhh, my Gooooooddddddddd!" And she returned to sucking his hotly pounding cock, which felt like a keg of dynamite about to explode.

And all John wanted in the world was to shoot all of his white-hot sperm up into his little girl's throat. He could think of nothing else as her hands came up to stroke his thighs and testicles affectionately. Everything in his being was focused solely within the tormentedly burning muscle of his penis.

Once her tongue had begun licking and lapping at his thickly bloated member, it seemed the most natural thing to Sandy to actively suction it. And the more she sucked, the more her pussy tingled and itched. She squeezed her thighs together to ease the desire that was glowing so lasciviously within that ready hot core between her legs, and when she remembered the way her father had fucked her and licked her pussy, that made it all the worse. The hot moist shelter of her mouth sucked more ravenously, and her lips nibbled at his thick fleshy instrument. Her tongue lapped hungrily as his pre-coital semen oozed upward, and she swallowed with barely concealed hunger. The lust in her own belly was expanding madly, and at last she recognized that she was moaning all around her daddy's delicious hot rod as if it were the most wonderful thing in the world.

"Suck... suck me. Suck meeeeee!" came John's urgent, straining voice above her as his middle finger pistoned harder in and out between her thighs. "Suck!"

Sandy felt numb to everything except the wonderful cock that was allowing her tongue to lick at it, and her lips to draw on it. When her father's free hand squeezed her jiggling breasts, she thought she was going to swoon away with happiness. Meanwhile, the saliva in her mouth grew and grew. It was sticky now as the emissions from her father's impatient penis seeped into it. His hips writhed and strained beneath her bobbing head in a wild violent shudder of sexual agony. Groans and sighs of exquisite torture fled his mouth as his teenaged daughter manipulated his organ. His long powerful fingers curled in her hair, pulling her head up and down and forcing her to suck even more energetically.

Sandy needed no coaxing now. The scent and taste of his lust-arousing cock, mingled with the droplets of sperm that were continually slipping down her throat into her hungry belly made her dizzy with delight. It was so wonderful. So exciting to suck on a man's penis. The wetness trickling warmly from her cunt was growing by leaps and bounds.

His penis stretched and expanded until there was no room left inside her hotly grasping oral cavern. She moaned and gurgled happily around it, consumed with lust. Her father had kept his finger thrust to the limit inside her pussy, wiggling maddeningly around, and by now his hand was covered with her excited hot vaginal moisture.

She wanted nothing now but for her daddy to shoot his lewd semen right down her throat; she wanted never to stop sucking, nibbling and licking at his blood-engorged instrument.

"Oh! Oh! That's it, girl! Honey... oh Jesus... I'm cumming!"

Her father jerked suddenly and strained forward. His hips began to shudder and he writhed them in snugly to her pretty cock-filled face, sinking the full hardened length of his penis deep down into her gasping throat. The 15-year-old girl struggled to breathe, but it was difficult, and suddenly his cock erupted in the warm wet interior of her sucking mouth, unintelligible words of obscenity falling all around her blonde head from his gasping lips. His desire-heated cum spurted into her mouth like the rush of a raging waterfall, and she sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked - - out of her mind with joy at having so much of his lust-appeasing sperm to drink, her cheeks hollowing and inflating with the rhythm of her father's flooding sperm.

He seemed to be blowing his boiling semen into his daughter's mouth forever.

The taste of his passion was so good that Sandy wanted it to never end. She held onto his shuddering pelvis for dear life lest he buck her right off. Then his cock jerked one final spasm and began to soften disappointingly under her swirling, licking tongue. By now she was swooning with ecstasy from swallowing his cum and was scarcely aware of it when, seconds later, his deflated member oozed from between her lips.

Then his hands gently pulled her head forward to trap her soft blonde hair against the whole of his quivering loins. She buried her nose in the sweet scent of his dark wiry pubic hair and sighed contentedly, his thick finger still buried without moving within the damply flowing heat of her cunt.

Her tongue darted out and managed to lick the final drop of semen from his fallen organ, and John winced and then was still...

"Whew," he breathed, after a long deep silence. "You were just born for sex, baby, to fuck and suck cock."

She smiled up at him filled with joy. Her new life had just begun.

The End