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Delighted In His Daughter
Chapter 7
Pam woke up in her own bed back home and stretched lazily.
She had made the long flight back from Chicago, leaving her mom
behind to stand watch over her sick but lingering grandmother.
Her Uncle Joe had driven her to the airport and seen her off,
and Pam could still remember the grateful twinkle in her uncle's
eyes as he kissed her good-bye and pressed a fifty dollar bill
into her hand.
"Sure hope to meet you again real soon, honey," he had crooned.
"You've made an old man happy as a damn boy."
She had kissed her cute uncle back, whispering in his ear that
he wasn't old, that he wasn't very much older than her wonderful
daddy.
The mention of her father's name had made her uncle grin. "Say,
I'll bet that brother-in-law of mine really has to tie down his
pecker with something like you parading around all the time."
"Why, shame on you, Uncle Joe," she had breathed, "I'm sure
daddy never thinks dirty thoughts the way you do."
Her uncle made one of those husky "heh-heh" sounds that dirty
old men are famous for, then lowered his voice to one final
bombshell whisper of information: "Didn't your White Knight papa
ever tell you about him and me and your mom before they were
married?"
"N-no. What?"
"You still got your sweet little hand on that stack of
courthouses? You swear you won't tell?"
"I promise, Uncle Joe!"
"Okay, then I guess it's time you got a little more educated.
Your dad and I both used to screw your mom--take turns at it, in
fact. Hell, I was fucking my sis--your own mom--when she was
little more than twelve."
"Uncle Joe," Pam had gasped, more in delight than shock.
The old lecher grinned at her. "Don't knock it, baby. You'd be
damn lucky if you had a big brother to take care of that itch
all the time. I wanted your mom every hour on the hour when I
was about sixteen or seventeen. I wasn't a bad looking guy
then, and your mom used to groove like a two-bit whore every
afternoon after school. Hell, we did everything in the book in
those days. Then she met your dad, and we turned it into a real
fun three-some until they got married."
"I--I can't imagine daddy and mom--"
"Look, Miss Priss," her uncle had interrupted, "you don't think
your generation invented sex, do you? Christ, you show me a guy
with hair on his balls, and I'll show you a guy who would fuck
his own daughter, given the right chance."
Now, as Pam lay in her bed at home, the words seemed to stand
out in her mind like neon lights: I'll show you a guy who would
fuck his own daughter!
She wondered if Hank Pauley and Mae ...
The answer seemed very obvious to her. Of course Mae was
letting her own father fuck her! Hadn't Bo told her how Mr.
Pauley had screwed some of Mae's girl friends one afternoon?
And that certainly meant that Mae wasn't sitting on the
sidelines like a cheerleader!
The idea of a father-daughter relationship brought Pam wide
awake now, and the coned tips of her more experienced and
budding young tits began to firm and point.
With her mom in Chicago, she was alone with her daddy in this
big house!
As Pam lay in the bed, her pussy and breasts heating rapidly
with erotic thoughts, she heard a familiar sound. It was a
sound she had heard almost every Saturday morning for as long as
she could remember. It was the low, buzzing sound of her
daddy's woodworking tools in the basement.
Pam lay thinking for a long time, the buzzing noise almost
imitating the constant drone inside the lips of her wanton young
cunt.
For the first time in her life she had a raw, sexual urge to
know what her daddy was like.
In short, she knew now that she wanted to fuck him!
"But how?" she whispered to herself, uncertainly. "How on earth
will I ever get up the nerve to ask him!?"
She continued lying in bed, thinking things through. She found
herself wishing that she had asked her Uncle Joe how to go about
seducing her own father!
And then she remembered how her daddy had stared at Mae Pauley
when she was sun-bathing on the lawn. And how later that same
day he hadn't been able to take his eyes off the girl because
she was dressed in that sluttishly short garment and thin
blouse.
A motto Pam had heard someplace came singing into her brazen
young mind: It pays to advertise!
And Mae Pauley must have learned that lesson a very long time
ago!
With a smile perking up her pretty lips, Pam hopped out of bed
and rummaged in her bureau. She had shorts and halters, too,
but even the ones she had worn that first day over to visit Bo
didn't seem daring enough for her!
As she rummaged, another idea came into her feverishly working
brain--and then another--and another!
In seconds she was down the hall in her mom's bedroom, pulling
out the bottom drawer of her mother's bureau, looking for the
item she knew was there.
She found the pair of skimpy black-lace panties neatly folded
under a pile of much more conservative under-garments. Her
daddy had bought the panties once as a joke for her mom, but as
far as Pam knew the lewd things had never been worn.
But they were about to be!
She hurried back to her room and dashed out of her pajamas.
Then she slipped her slender legs into the torrid bit of
lingerie, pulling the licentious looking panties up snugly over
her hips.
She paraded in front of the mirror a time or two, turning this
way and that to see how her firm young buttocks filled out the
offensive garment. And then she slipped into the frilly pink
gown which her daddy had given her last Christmas.
Then she got back into bed and picked up the princess phone by
her bed. Her clever father had installed a separate phone in
the basement so that his boss could call him down there without
making the other phones ring all over the house.
Pam dialed the number and held the receiver in her excited and
trembling hands as she waited.
"Yeah?" her father's voice said finally.
"Daddy! It's me."
"Hi, skipper! You up, yet?"
"I--I don't feel so good, daddy. Could you, uh, bring me some
orange juice in bed?"
"Sure, baby. Hang on and I'll be right up!"
She snapped down the receiver and huddled just under the thin
sheet. She instinctively sprawled her legs a bit apart, feeling
a delicious tingle of anticipation crawl ruttishly along the rim
of her minxlike pussy.
It seemed an eternity, but finally she heard him coming along
the hallway!
The rosy tips of her tits burned against the filmy gown, making
little pointed peaks in the sheet.
Her daddy came into the room bearing an absolutely huge glass of
pure orange juice.
He was dressed in his old jeans, which were a little too tight
on him, and the place where his penis rested to the left of his
crotch was worn almost white from the normal pressure of
supporting his prick.
Pam had seen that white spot a thousand times before, but today
it had a new meaning for her. It meant that she was, for the
first time, consciously aware that her daddy was hung like a
horse!
He came over to the bed with a concerned look on his face.
"What's wrong, honey?" he breathed. "Was the plane trip back
too much for you?"
She nodded, acting her role to the hilt. "I--I feel funny in my
back, daddy. Could you rub it for me?"
"Sure, skipper."
She rolled over on her tummy before he had a chance to pull down
the sheet. She wasn't quite ready to let him see that she was
all but naked!
He sat down on the edge of the bed and began using his large,
firm fingers to gently massage the upper part of her back. It
wasn't quite satisfactory to get a rubdown with the gown on, and
so she asked him to slip it down.
He hesitated for a second, then carefully stripped the thin gown
all the way to her waist. The sheet was still pulled up enough
so that he couldn't notice yet the sultry, black-lace panties.
"Rub me good, daddy," she purred, resting her flushed face on
one arm.
Once again his fingers dug gingerly into her firm, creamy young
flesh, massaging and manipulating her skin.
"Down the sides a little more," she crooned, softly.
Once more his fingers seemed to hesitate, then he did as she
wanted, inching down past her shoulder blades and into the rib
cage, stopping just at the point where her witchy young breasts
started to form.
Having her daddy's hands so close to her excitable tits made Pam
tremble with pleasure, and she could feel the pouting lips of
her pussy pressing against the black panties like a mouth!
"UUUHHHmmm, that feels so good, daddy!"
"Does it, baby?"
"Yes. Do it lower."
"Lower?"
"Ummmmmm."
She almost smiled as she felt his blunt, male fingertips
fumbling down the small of her back to her waist. He rubbed her
a few times there.
"Feel better?" he breathed, a little huskily.
"Yes, but lower, daddy. Lower."
Still he hesitated, and she could hear his uneven breathing
above her.
"Please, daddy," she mewed, kittenishly, "sitting on that old
plane has made me sore all over."
His voice came back like a ragged edge of broken glass. "Baby,
if I could, I'd rub you all over, but--"
"But what, daddy?"
"Well, I ..."
His words trailed off into a breathy whisper, and to help him
decide what he could or could not do, she reached behind her and
deftly yanked down the sheet past her cutely humped buttocks.
She heard his throaty gasp. "Where the hell did you, uh, are
those your mom's--?"
When he broke off, Pam grinned. "Rub me," she hissed softly,
making the hiss as innocent but urgent sounding as she dared!
Once more his fingers dug into her flesh, but this time he moved
gently into the pantied area covering her spicy ass. She could
feel his stroking hands fumbling uncertainly along the curves of
her buttocks, then dabbing and rubbing more firmly as her warm
rear end responded with pleasure.
"Oh, I love that, daddy," she purred.
He kept massaging, moving his fingertips closer and closer to
the mouth-watering crease between the cheeks of her teenaged
ass, roiling the tempting hillocks of her lower butt the way a
baker works dough.
"Lower," she whispered from the pillow.
He knew then.
She knew he knew!
Without a word, he slowly inched his dabbing fingers lower and
lower, until he was actually dimpling his thumbs against the
lower part of her pussy!
"OOOooohhh, daddy!"
His thumbs seemed to grow larger and he worked them even lower,
pawing the moist area of her cunt, close to her anus.
Her ambitious little twat opened hotly, throbbing madly!
She could feel her clitoris rising hard and wet at the upper
extreme of her pussy ...
Then her father did the thing she'd hoped he would do.
He hooked his index fingers into the top of the black, sexy
panties and pulled them down!
Her naked, rosy young butt would have made a saint horny!
His fingers came greedily back to her pooching rear, and this
time there was no pretense at what he felt. He massaged her
beautiful, fourteen-year-old ass until it was glowing!
And then she heard the magic word from her daddy, a word which
came out of his lips with a hoarse rasp:
"Lower?"
"YES!!"
She lifted her burning cunt up off the sheet, and he slipped his
palmed hand snugly down between her legs. Immediately her pussy
grew hotter and damper against his hand, and as he rubbed the
hair-lined cuntlips she moaned softly with joy.
He played with her snatch until she was on the brink of an
orgasm, and then she rolled over away from him.
Her naked body lay before him like a feast for a starved man,
and she watched his eyes glitter with the same kind of lust she
had seen in the Pauley males, and in her Uncle Joe and Willy.
Her daddy was a man after all!
He swallowed hard, and she saw the tip of his tongue move
uncertainly along his lower lip.
He was so handsome and sexy looking that she felt a deep and
abnormal ache in the core of her wanton young slit!
"Jesus, baby," he husked, softly, "are we sure we know what the
hell we're doing this morning?"
She took a deep breath, the words slurring out of her throat
like tiny flames. "Fuck me, daddy--fuck me good!"
His mature male mouth twitched in a helpless grin.
"Your mom would kill us both!" he managed hoarsely.
Pam grinned wickedly up into his face, her thighs sprawled
invitingly apart to show her already wet and hungry pussy. "Mom
isn't here, daddy. So what do we care what she doesn't know!"
Nobody could have denied the lusty logic of that!
To clinch the situation, Pam sat up on her elbows and reached
over between her daddy's legs. The white spot to the left of
his crotch was bulging now, and the outline of his large cock
pulsed outward.
Pam touched his sheathed penis with the tips of her fingers,
lightly measuring the length of his virile tool. His big prick
vibrated under her teasing caress.
"God," he groaned, licking his lips again as he alternated in
staring at her whorish teenaged cunt and at the way her
experienced fingers were toying and pressuring the big dick to
come out of hiding.
"Take it out, daddy," she pleaded, hotly, "I want to suck it
before you fuck me."
It was the last straw!
He reached both of his hands up and quickly unzipped his fly.
He started to dig into his shorts, but she pushed his hand away
and substituted her own.
Her nimble little fingers explored deep inside his open jeans,
and in seconds she had pulled his stallion-sized penis forward
out of his fly. It was a long large bar of iron in her hand,
and she stroked it playfully as it turned even more rigid under
her touch.
"It's so big," she murmured, the cheeks of her face turning a
deep pink with excitement.
His prick throbbed stiffly in her fingers, the veins puffing out
and the large, perfectly formed head turning a deep coral color
from such lustful stimulation.
With one liquid movement of her craned neck, she bent over and
took the meatus of her daddy's stout cock between her lips. She
sucked the delicious morsel for a few seconds, running her wet
and furry tongue in circles over the smooth bulb.
He groaned, and put his hand over her quivering pussy once
again, rubbing her hole impatiently!
She had intended just to taste his boldly erected cock, but it
felt so warm and hard in her mouth that she rode it deeper into
her throat. It filled her like a thick club, and the musky male
odor of him excited her so much that a prickling of goosebumps
popped out along her thighs.
"Suck it, honey," he whispered. "I like it!"
She ovaled her lips as widely as she could, then went down on
him until the tip of her nose was touching against his flat
stomach, and her chin was pressed against the zipper of his
jeans.
When she came back up, she left the whole column of his aroused
prick gleaming with her saliva.
The second her lips slipped off the bursting, ridged head of his
dick, he stood up and raked his jeans off. Then he took off his
shirt and came back to her the way she wanted him, a naked,
strong, mature man with nine solid inches of cunt-pleasing
prick!
They rolled together on the small bed, making the springs shriek
softly as their legs and arms entwined.
Pam circled her arms around her father's broad back, hugging his
chest against her swollen young tits. At the same time he
forced her legs apart with his knee, and pulled her head back
with one hand as he planted his mouth firmly over her own.
He kissed his daughter as if she were some adolescent whore he
had bought off the street!
Pam moaned as she felt his roguish tongue burrowing deep into
her throat. She sucked back at him, moving her hands up to his
earlobes and pulling at them while their mouths made obscene
slurping noises.
She could feel his beautiful big prick throbbing hard against
her tummy, and she wanted it to do that inside her cunt!
To attain her end, she opened her legs and crawled them hotly,
brazenly up over his strong buttocks leaving her pussy yawning
wide for the invasion of his incestuous tool.
But her father was even more experienced than she was when it
came to fucking a hot little mare like her
He grasped both of her legs just under her knees, and forced her
to hook her legs over his shoulders. At the same time he
stretched his own hairy legs back behind him until his feet were
braced at the bottom of the bed and his prick was sticking out
in a direct line with her slavering young twat.
Then, like the aroused bull he had become, her daddy thrust his
sturdy cock deep into her welcoming cunt. The stiff column of
flesh went squishing between the folds of her pussy like a small
baseball bat!
"AAAHHH!" she yelped.
He thrust again, and this time his prick rode up to the balls
inside her.
With her legs hooked over his shoulders, there was no escape for
Pam from the hammering, pounding big cock. All she could do was
hang like a wanton monkey against his strong body as the
powerful strokes and thrusts turned her already heated cunt into
a fiery oven of lust.
His horny tool made a lewd clucking noise as it jabbed in and
out between her legs, and his nuts slapped harshly against the
bottom of her buttocks.
Pam felt the flooding pleasure of being lecherously fucked by
her own father. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes,
trying desperately to hold back the orgasm that was bulleting up
from the very core of her thighs.
But it was no use.
The rapture was too intense to deny.
As her legs and feet flopped crazily against her daddy's back
and shoulders, her pussy detonated with a string of wildly
throbbing spasms of juicy thrills.
Her cunt muscles clasped the stabbing prick, holding and
squeezing it with such furious lust that she literally forced
the sperm from his balls!
She felt one or two tentative spurts of hot cream, and then it
was as if a floodgate had been opened inside her pussy. A hot
torrent of balm flooded high up into her womb, smothering her
with joy!
As his passionately aroused penis continued to squirt inside of
her, she reached down with both hands and dug her fingers into
the sweaty cheeks of his manly ass.
She had found something at last to really hang onto!
To be continued...
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