Perverts 'R' Us

Voyeur Father

By The Purvv ( M/f, 1st, teen, cons, inc-fath/dau, oral )

Prelude

"Dad, do you think that you could again, this week?" Christine asked in her most babyish daughter's way.

"What?" Jeff asked, knowing full well what she meant.

"Louis is coming over again tonight. Do you think maybe you, er, could...?"

"Sure, sweetheart," he said, cutting her off in mid-question, "Just make sure that you, you know, be good."

"Oh daddy," the 14-year-old responded, "Like I'm gonna do something...And right in my own house...Yeah, right!" she said, in her cute indignant manner.

Jeff was excited. Here was another Saturday night that his daughter would be spending at home with her boyfriend. This was the fifth straight week, and if the last three were any indication, then Jeff was in for some excitement.

Part 1

It was four weeks ago when the two youths really became involved. Jeff was pretty sure that it hadn't developed into a full sexual relationship yet, and if it looked like it was heading that way then he intended to put a stop to it. In the meantime, the 'kids' had developed a very 'hot' routine.

Jeff had come out of his self-exiled bedroom that first night and was shocked at what he found. Chris and Louis were kissing each other hotly while one of Jeff's Porno videos was playing on the TV that they were watching. As he approached, a sense of panic swelled within him. Panic for his daughter Christine; first, because of the kissing frenzy that she seemed to be involved in and second, because of the sex acts being performed on the screen.

His immediate reaction was to scream out at the two young 'lovers', but because he had approached so slowly, he was more taken in by the situation. He paused.

With their mouths working on each other, Chris and Louis weren't aware of Jeff's presence. As he looked at the passionate youngsters, he found himself getting hard. The grunts and sexual sounds coming from the TV seemed to enhance the excitement between his daughter and her 'boyfriend'.

Jeff backed away. Chris was fully clothed and there wasn't any indication that her virginity was in jeopardy. And, strange as it may seem, he was fascinated at the whole scene. He moved out of the line of their sight, on the chance that they might happen to look up. However, he was able to find a spot in the darkness of the adjacent room, from where he could see the youths on the couch, and he could hear the sounds emanating from the TV. If the kids tried to go too far he could always move in to stop them. In the meantime, he stayed in the distance, fully aroused, watching his young daughter getting herself worked up under the maneuverings of her boyfriend.

Jeff kept squeezing his cock and he felt the wetness in his pants.

Just before 11 PM, he slipped away, back up the stairs. That was their curfew time and he knew that they'd be breaking up any minute and he wouldn't have wanted them to spot him.

Once he was in his room, he began to undress. He was flushed and fully aroused. He wanted desperately to masturbate to relieve himself of the tremendous pressure that had built up inside of him, but he didn't dare do it right away, as his daughter's room was right next door to his and he was afraid that she might hear him. Instead, he reasoned that he'd wait for five minutes after she came up and went to bed. 'Wait till she's asleep,' he told himself.

He heard Christine running softly up the stairs but she didn't go immediately to her room. First, she went into the bathroom and in a matter of seconds, she left from there to her room.

Why hadn't she spent any length of time in the bathroom, he wondered? Then a thought struck him and his cock, which had begun to calm, suddenly stiffened in his underpants again. It didn't take much because it was still supersensitive from the last hour of arousal. Jeff moved quickly from his room to the bathroom. He thought that Christine's time in the bathroom was much too short. He had thought and hoped…

Eagerly he opened the hamper, hoping beyond hope that his daughter might have put her panties inside the receptacle.

BINGO!

Jeff's hand actually trembled as he reached in and clasped the nylon material. Once they were in his hand, he realized why his daughter had discarded them so quickly. They were wet and sticky. Obviously, her episode with Louis had gotten the young girl very worked up.

Jeff held the panties lightly in his hand and returned back to his room, sitting on the side of the bed. Tightening his grip, he sucked in a deep breath of air and held it. The excitement that he was feeling was unexplainable. Suddenly, with his trembling hand he lifted the panties toward his face. He looked with uncertainty at them, seeing the crotch wetness. His cock was inflamed.

Jeff recalled his daughter's passionate actions with her boyfriend and he closed his eyes, picturing her in her passionate mini-frenzy. Then a picture of her body came in his mind's eye and he slowly brought the child's panties up to his face.

Suddenly he didn't care anymore that these were his own daughter's panties. He rushed them fiercely to his nose and allowed the wonderful aromas to permeate up through his nostrils. His cock was twitching.

Unable to control himself any longer, Jeff's free hand rushed down onto the shaft of his cock. As he began pounding away at the flesh he kept pushing the girl's wet panties back and forth, from his sniffing nose to his sucking mouth, which hungrily wanted to taste her sex-juice. At the same time, a constant moan was coming from with his nostrils.

Part 2

This whole routine was repeated for the next two Saturdays. Louis would come over to visit around 9:30 PM and Jeff would retire to the bedroom, leaving the two kids to 'make-out' with each other while secretly watching an XXX-rated video. Jeff made sure that there was only one available; he locked the others away.

Once the kids were kissing and heating each other up Jeff would sneak to his private alcove in the adjoining room and stealthily view them on the adjacent mirror.

During those two weeks the same routine was enacted after her boyfriend went home, whereby Chris would put her panties into the hamper and Jeff would quietly retrieve them; to take in the wonderful aromas and masturbate while doing so.

There were a few things different about these last two weeks from the original night. One was that the only movie available was entitled Taboo IV. For a couple of reasons Jeff purposely left this out, wanting it to be the one that his daughter and her boyfriend found and watched.

One reason was that the movie was only about incest; father-daughter, mother-son, and brother-sister. After the first week of watching the kids and masturbating while smelling his daughter's panties, Jeff now was starting to become captivated with the forbidden thought of he, himself, having sex with Christine. He was hoping that this particular movie would trigger a curiosity in his daughter.

The second reason (which went hand in hand with the first) was that Jeff felt that he was an identical look-alike to the father in the movie. He looked so much like him that they could have been twins, he thought. An interesting aside was that his 14-year-old daughter had a strong resemblance to the 'daughter' in the movie, an actress by the name of Ginger Lynn.

There was one other difference from the original night and this was most important: During the past two weeks, Christine knew that something happened to her panties!

That first night she had to double back into the bathroom to put something else into the hamper after she had just been there. It was then she discovered that her panties, which she had only moments before put on top of the dirty laundry, were no longer there. She searched completely, throwing everything from the hamper to the floor, and then searching completely again. They were missing

The youngster didn't know what to think. Maybe she had been so worked up after Louis that she was mixed up and didn't actually put them in the hamper? But if that was so where could they be? And, what was even stranger to her was that on the following morning the panties were there, right on top.

And then last week, she paid much more attention and she realized the truth, although not fully understanding. On that night, she made sure that she put them in the hamper. This time, while paying much more attention when she returned to her room, she thought that she heard her father's movement in the outside hall.

Moments later, when she went back to the hamper she found that her panties were again missing. Christine panicked. They were soaking wet! Her father would see that and punish her for getting sexually aroused, even if she didn't 'go all the way' with Louis.

At first, the young girl reasoned that her father had found them the week before and wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt; and that was why he took them from the hamper the following week.

Back in her room, she was in a state of frenzy. She was afraid that he was going to punish her for 'making out' with Louis. Maybe even make her stop seeing him. She was so nervous she had to go to the bathroom again.

Quietly moving in the hall, she heard low, eerie, squeaking noises from inside her father's room. Curious, she moved quickly on tiptoe, over to his door, where she stood outside and tried to listen. She could have sworn that besides the squeaking sounds, she also heard him moaning.

Her mind raced, trying to compute what the sounds added up to, and she tensed. Could he be...? Yes! She was sure that's what he was doing!

Nervously, Christine scampered away. When she returned to her room she tried to put the pieces together. Her father had obviously taken her panties from the hamper and, if she was right, just as obvious was the fact that he was masturbating. At first, she saw no relationship between the two events, but her thoughts of her own father masturbating triggered off other ideas in the 14-year-old girl's head.

As her mind calculated what was going on, she began to think of her father as a man. As she did this she also associated him with sex and this helped her relate to that guy in the porno movie. And then she recalled that the movie was all about incest. Indeed, that guy that looked like her father was 'doing' his own daughter in the movie.

Christine continued thinking of the sounds from behind her father's closed door and again remembered her missing panties, while she now recalled that her father had been looking at her unusually for the past few weeks.

She had felt that over the years, he often seemed to look at her in more than a fatherly way, but lately she sensed that he was looking at her with even more intensity. Moving into her teens, Christine even enjoyed this visual attention that her father bestowed on her.

During the past few weeks, she could swear that he was trying to look even more than usual at her body. She hadn't really thought much of it other than she enjoyed her father's attention. But now, she suddenly was putting pieces of a puzzle in place; she didn't know if they fit together but even if they did she still wasn't sure what it all meant.

Could it be that her father took her panties to masturbate? And was it possible that he was fantasizing about her while he did? Christine then remembered that the video was the only one unlocked and she assumed that the reason for that was that it was her father's favorite.

She was frightened by her thoughts, yet she didn't feel unsafe.

The young girl had been sexually aroused when she left her boyfriend and had intended to relieve herself when she came to bed. Now these new thoughts that were running through her mind about her father made her even more excited than she had been, and when her hands and fingers worked herself into a sexual climax, it was the most complete eruption that she had ever experienced.

Part 3

The following week was one of further awareness between father and daughter. Each night when he returned from work Jeff would settle down in the living room to watch TV. By now, he was much more aware of his daughter's sexuality than a couple of months ago. More and more he found himself looking at her long slender body: at her well-formed breasts, at her narrow waist and shapely ass, and at the young bare flesh of the child's legs. When he would admit it to himself he knew that he wanted to have sex with this young Ginger Lynn. He hated himself but couldn't help his feelings.

Christine soon became more conscious of her father's looking at her; noticing that he was paying more attention than normal to her body. Often now, he had an intense almost-faraway look on his face while staring at her and, instinctively, she knew it was desire. She had mixed feelings, ranging from amusement, fright, and curiosity, to being somewhat excited.

Sitting on the couch across from him she had her legs under her. She brought one of them off the couch and placed it on the floor. Christine immediately realized that there must be a completely open view up inside her skirt, between her legs, as she saw her father's eyes rivet to that spot. At the same time, she couldn't help but notice the high rise in the crotch of his pants. As she looked at his face, she sensed a frenzied mood about him.

Chris quickly lowered her other leg and closed them to block his full view. Her heart was beating hard. She had seen that same frenetic look in Louis, and she knew from her boyfriend's past responses just what such a lump in the pants indicated.

She was looking up into her father's face when he raised his eyes to meet hers. Christine couldn't help but feel for him. He looked like a little boy with that rejected sad look on his face. She wanted to move over to him to console him, to hug him to her, but she dared not. Although she was still a young virgin, Christine also realized that if she went to her father now that there could be real danger. She sensed that the animal in him was already well aroused.

"Goodnight, Dad," she said as she arose and headed away from the danger, going toward the door to head for her room.

"'Night sweetheart," he called after her, relieved that she was leaving; he couldn't have taken much more. The sight of his own daughter had become completely overwhelming to him. She had looked so alluring tonight that he actually wanted to grab her and touch her. He had been in a constant struggle with himself not to approach her.

When Chris reached her bedroom, she sat on the side of her bed. Now, away from her father, her mind was starting to calm and she was able to think clearer. She felt an uneasiness between her legs. She was totally surprised to find that her panties were wet. She couldn't believe it.

Her thought process speeded up. Maybe she could at least make her father somewhat happy. Before he came upstairs, she rushed into the bathroom and removed her panties from under her skirt. She dropped her skirt, placed the panties in the hamper, and opened the door to go back to her room.

Her father was passing the door and their paths crossed. He couldn't help but notice the flush in her face as she went quickly to her room. Jeff realized that she had only spent a moment. He took a deep breath and walked into the bathroom. He was hoping...

He found more that his fondest wish. He was shocked when he found that there not only was a pair of his daughter's panties in the hamper but to his surprise they were also moist and sticky. What could have gotten her sexually excited tonight, he wondered?

He brought the panties back with him to his bedroom. He quickly undressed and climbed into his bed. Then he pushed the wonderful smell to his nostrils and rubbed his nose into the moistness. There was nothing going on to get her so worked up, he told himself.

He began pulling on his inflamed cock as he smelled his daughter's goodness in her panties. There wasn't anything on the TV that could have gotten her sexually excited and Louis wasn't there tonight. It was only the two of them, father and daughter.

Suddenly his cock twitched in his hand. He remembered her catching him looking up her dress. He had seen her flush. Could his looking at her...? Could that possibly...? Could her body have reacted to his looking at her? After all, she did catch him looking right up between her thighs.

He remembered that sight. OH THAT WAS SO GREAT!

Jeff also recalled that he saw Christine look at his crotch. She had to have seen how aroused he had been, what with that tent in his pants. Did she realize that he had had a hard-on? And why he had one? Did she know what caused hard-ons? He would guess that she did if she watched those movies… And then there were those Saturday night love-ins with her boyfriend.

He wondered if his daughter realized that he had gotten a hard-on from looking at and fantasizing about her? Was that why her panties was wet?

Suddenly Jeff's prick spewed forth its built-up pressure. Cum splattered all over him. Then he cleaned himself off and returned to bed.

Back under the covers he again began to analyze the reason for his daughter's moist panties. And he kept coming to the conclusion that HE was the reason, someway or another. As those thoughts ran through his head, he again began to picture his little girl's body and once again his cock started to get hard. Unable to control a rational thought process anymore Jeff got up from the bed. Nervously he went to his closet and grabbed the robe and threw it over his naked body. His mind now had a purpose.

Part 4

Christine heard the door handle as Jeff gently turned it and then pushed the door wide open. The light from the hall behind him was the only light in her room. She stiffened and took a deep, quiet breath and held it. The young girl was terribly nervous. She closed her eyes tight and waited. She heard her father advancing toward her bed. Her hands were inside of the blanket, holding at it. It covered her whole body up to her neck, where she was clutching tightly. She was completely naked underneath.

Her heart was beating wildly as she sensed his closeness. Then she heard him stop and she knew that he had reached her bed.

'It's all right...I understand Daddy...I understand,' the girl in the movie had whispered. That scene had looked so intriguing to her. And now it was happening to her in real life.

She had purposely left the panties for her father to find, hoping that this would be the end result. But now that he was here she was terribly frightened.

Jeff reached down. The blanket covered his daughter's whole body, up to her neck. He grabbed gently at the top and lifted. It wouldn't move. He pulled slightly harder and she clutched tighter.

Jeff now realized that Chris was holding it and that she had to be awake. But because her eyes were squeezed shut she wanted him to think that she was sleeping.

He sat gently on the bed, alongside of the child, "Chris?" he whispered. "Christine?"

She didn't respond and held her eyes tightly closed.

Jeff put his hand under the side of the blanket and slowly moved it inside. He could feel the heat that his daughter's body was radiating. He moved his hand in further until he touched the flesh at the side of waist.

Her body was shaking and her heart was pounding wildly within her chest.

Jeff's temples were pounding also. His hand moved onto the youngster's belly and Christine sucked in her breath. He knew that she was awake, but feigning being asleep, keeping her eyes tightly shut.

She wasn't trying to stop him. By faking sleep she felt that her father wouldn't know that she was letting him do this. She felt a thrilling sensation within her being as her father's hot hand moved up and suddenly opened and held the flesh of her breasts.

She was trembling from frightened excitement. Louis had managed to force his way under her bra once but she stopped that before it got out of hand. This was the first time that a man's hand was stroking and squeezing her flesh with thrilling tenderness. And it seemed to be even more exciting because that hand belonged to her own father.

As his hand continued on her breast she felt him climbing into the bed alongside of her. She had no way of knowing that he had removed his robe and was lying there naked.

"It's okay baby...It's okay...Open your eyes, hon," he coaxed as his thumb and forefinger squeezed at her excited nipple.

"Come on baby, it's okay. Open your eyes, hon..."

Still she made no move to give her father a sign of her being a willing participant.

Then Jeff moved his hand from her hot tit and began moving it in light circles over her belly, which was quivering, and then down further her naked flesh. When it reached just above her mound she felt his other hand again pulling gently on the blanket.

Nervously, she slowly released her grip and then she felt the blanket being pushed off of her naked body.

"OH, God!" he whispered, obviously inflamed.

As his hand began to move slowly between his daughter's legs she felt his hot breath and mouth move onto her body. First he kissed and licked at the fleshy underside of her budding breast.

"Mmmmmm," she uttered a sound and her hands reached out to the back of her father's head. Jeff began a mouth movement downward, sucking, licking and kissing over the young flesh of his daughter. Her hands stayed on the back of his head and she felt his fingers begin probing between her legs.

As Jeff's finger moved into his daughter's cunt his tongue and mouth began working at the hole of her belly button. He was excited to find that her cunt was so moist to his touch.

The youngster was breathing heavy.

He ran his tongue into her button-hole and then moved it over her stomach. He paused in a certain spot and whispered into the child's soft belly, "Do you want me to stop, sweetheart?"

He now had gotten a second finger into her hole and he was gently moving them within her. Christine was becoming frantic under her father's touch.

Finally she responded. Clutching to the back of his head to hold his mouth upon her flesh and pushing her young hips up to meet his probing touch, she hissed out, "NO!!! Don't dad...Don't stop!"

By now, Jeff was frantic for a taste of his daughter's pussy. Moving over her in a '69' position he moved his head between her legs. As her father's head pushed down into her she spread herself open to him. His fingers remained inside her and then his mouth was licking at the child's super sensitive clitoris. As his tongue rolled around it she felt a tremendous body thrill and she frantically pushed her pussy up to meet her daddy's mouth and fingers.

Jeff was wild with passion. The aroma and taste of this 14-year-old girl had now driven him beyond the thinking stage. If he could have stuck his whole head into her and died it would have been the greatest thing in his life.

Her aroma was breathtaking. His mouth wanted nothing more that to suck and lick at every inch of her pussy. He took the clit in between his lips and sucked gently on it, tapping it lightly with his swirling tongue.

"OHHHHH!"

Christine bucked up at her father's mouth. Her hips were moving of their own volition against his wonderful attacking mouth.

Jeff allowed his nose to replace his fingers within the hole and when he drew in a fierce intake from the depths of her cunt her whole body reacted, "OHHHHHH DAD...I'M CUMMMING! OOOOOO..."

Jeff's hands had moved under her and he clutched and held the cheeks of her bucking ass as she continued to fuck his face. She felt a spasm begin deep within and she moved her hips harder, as she came to a thunderous climax.

Finally, she collapsed on the bed. Her father slid off her and he walked to the end of the bed. Once there he again moved between her parted legs, his mouth starting at her knees and working up slowly.

He worked his way slowly up onto his daughter, placing his legs between hers. Once he was on top of her, he looked down into her fright filled eyes. He wanted so badly to kiss the child but he was afraid that just might be the thing to spook her into a sudden rejection. His throbbing cock was resting and pushing ever so slightly at the portals of her young virgin pussy.

Both father and daughter looked searching into each other's eyes.

Jeff's hands reached up and each cupped one of Christine's firm young breasts. As he squeezed, he saw her lips quivering.

"Chris baby... You know... It's gonna hurt some, you know hon?"

Christine felt that she would burst from the excitement. Afraid to speak, she nodded to her father. She reached up her hands to his ears and desperately pulled his face down on hers; her mouth instinctively opened. Her father plunged his tongue into her. His mouth tasted so wonderful she wanted to taste him again and again.

Jeff's thumb and forefinger suddenly began to squeeze and massage the taut nipples of her breasts.

Christine was now like a wild animal wanting his tongue in her hot moist mouth, his hands on her heaving breasts and...his cock in her pussy! She clutched frantically at the back of her father's head sucking in his thrusting tongue while her inexperienced hips were moving upward and sideways, pushing desperately and grinding against his throbbing cock.

Jeff too was beyond control. He maneuvered his cock to the entrance of his daughter's virgin pussy. Slowly and gently it finally penetrated past the cunt's lips. The cock head just lodged inside and paused.

When Christine felt the penetration she tensed. While sucking on her father's mouth she knew that she was soon going to be feeling pain. His cock slowly began pushing downward while parting the lips of his daughter's cunt. Jeff pulled his mouth from hers.

He whispered to her, "Oh baby, I love you...I... This is going to hurt...I can't help it...OHHH, I lovvvvve yoooooooooou, nnnngggggg."

Christine's mouth opened to scream as her father's cock rammed violently into her virgin pussy, rupturing the hymen with the forceful plunge. To avoid screaming she muffled the sound by putting her open mouth upon his shoulder. As the pain pierced through her cunt her teeth clamped down on his flesh. Her arms wrapped around his back and her fingernails dug deep into him, penetrating the skin.

As Jeff's cock fully entered deep into her pussy, Christine felt totally filled. There was a tremendous searing sensation as his continued. She was crying and sobbing from the pain.

He tried to stop himself. He wanted to wait until some of the pain subsided in his daughter's pussy, but he couldn't. The tremendous feeling in his cock within her wonderfully tight hole drove away all of his willpower.

Caring only for self-gratification Jeff cried out, "Ohhhhh baaabbbbeeeee!" and he began a terrible assault on the young girl's tender pussy. He plunged his cock as deep as possible into her sopping hole, sliding it back almost to the point of pulling out before pushing down violently again.

Jeff's uncontrollable movements were as rapid as any that he had ever experienced. He wanted only one thing now. He had to finish. He had to cum. He had this tremendous desire to fill his daughter's cunt with cum. His cum!

"Ohhhh, nnnngggg...baby...oooooo baby," he cried out.

The climax was at hand and he just kept pumping frantically into the depths the young girl. Tears continued running down Christine's cheeks as the little girl kept crying.

Then Jeff was shooting inside her. His cock just kept squirting out shot after shot of his incestuous cum into his daughter's cunt. Christine continued clutching at him, biting at him and sobbing.

Mercifully, it was finally over.

Jeff rolled off Christine and laid on his side facing her and hugging the crying little girl. As she continued to sob, he comforted her.

"It's okay baby...it's okay now..." he whispered, "It's over now, Chris...no more pain...the worst is over hon...I'm...I'm sorry sweetheart."

Finally the tears stopped and Christine was able to speak between sobs, "Why, Dad? Why did you hurt me so much? Don't...don't you love me?"

"Oh yeah, sweetheart..." he said with agony in his voice, "Of course I love you...It's just that the first time...It just hurts the first time. From now on it will be nice...great...you'll see."

"No...no..." she stammered. "No...No next time... It hurt... It just hurts too much... It still hurts...I thought that I'd feel some nice...but...it just hurt Dad."

Jeff's hand reached out and touched her, ever so gently, between her legs. She immediately tensed. He waited. When she relaxed his finger very delicately touched inside the crack. She tensed again.

"I'm sorry baby but I...it won't hurt you anymore...I promise sweetheart," he said tenderly.

As Jeff's finger gently rubbed in the stickiness, Christine finally felt some sort of pleasurable feeling. He leaned over and brought his mouth and tongue on to her breasts, and began kissing, licking and sucking on the youthful flesh. She again relaxed her body, as the nice feeling started to increase within her loins.

Suddenly, Jeff's mouth left her breast and she felt him kissing and licking downward over her body, pausing to spend some time on the young flesh of his daughter's belly. The heat within her cunt that she had felt earlier began to reappear under the manipulation of his expert finger. At the same time his mouth, which was sucking, licking and kissing her baby flesh, was causing her to gasp and to take deep breaths. She was now breathing heavily.

"Oooooooo Dad...nice...it's good."

Without realizing what was happening Christine's hands were once again on the back of her father's head, pushing him toward the wonderful feelings that had begun between her legs. His finger had penetrated her hole and was now gently pushing in and out.

Jeff himself was again rock hard. His daughter's excitement and moans had him drunk with a passionate desire to give her total pleasure.

As his finger gently fucked inside her hole, Jeff's tongue lapped over her mound. His mouth stayed open while it continued to kiss and suck her body, which was now involuntarily undulating under his touch. The aroma of her pussy inflamed him even more than before as his nose was now down close to her sexpot. Her hips kept rotating and soft moans continued escaping from the young girl.

At last, his mouth reached the area. Jeff realized that his daughter's legs and cunt were saturated with his cum and her blood. What should have repulsed him didn't. Instead, any thoughts of sensibility eluded him. He wanted only to lick and suck every drop of juice from his baby. He was becoming frantic; desperate in his need to taste his cum mixed with her first cum, and those juices intermingled with her virgin blood, which he was intent on now causing.

Jeff's mouth plunged fiercely into Christine's cunt. "Ohhhhh." Her body twisted and pushed at him. "Dad...Dad...oooooo, ooooo, that's so g-gooo, nnngggg!"

His tongue had spooned into her hole and now it began to lick in and out. At the same time his eager mouth was sucking all of the juices at her delicious cunt.

He was once again astride his daughter in a 69 position. His hands went beneath her and clasped on the cheeks of his baby's ass while he pulled her to meet his desperate mouth.

Christine felt a tremendous feeling building up in her crotch and she began to frantically fuck up at her father's probing mouth. She was wild beneath his lips and tongue.

As Jeff continued sucking and licking at her hot moist cunt she began to buck and thrash about like an animal that was being held down against its will. She was bucking wildly.

"Ooooo Dad...Daddy...I...something's happening to me there...oooo...OHHH!...nnnngggg!"

Exciting spasms wracked through her whole being and she thought that she would faint from the pleasure of it all.

Jeff continued lapping up all of his baby's juices as she continued to experience her first full-blown mind-blowing orgasm. Her thighs tightened around his face as she felt the release of all her pent up pleasures flowing into her father's frantic mouth. He was draining every drop of passion from the quivering child.

Finally, she rested.

The End