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Subject: Delighted In His Daughter (Mf, cons, young teen)
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Delighted In His Daughter (Mf, cons, young teen)
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! Chapter 8 The second her daddy finished fucking her,
he crawled sluggishly away from her pungent young body, leaving her
pussy soaked with the warmth of his violently expended sperm. She could
actually feel the torrid juices swimming hotly around in her cunt, like
lively little tadpoles. She stretched lazily in bed, the lips of her
satisfied young slit sliding sappily together, the cuntal hairs matted
with the delicious spunk of both her juices and her sweet daddy's.
"Ummm," she purred, smiling as the memory of what he had done to her
with his long and rigid prick. She decided she had learned something
that most girls would never know: that her daddy does it best!