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Little Magician (Mf, cons, young teen)
"The Trick"
Cindy sat on the lawn, her legs snugly crossed beneath her plaid skirt. She
waited for Susie on the school's front lawn. Looking at her watch in
frustration, she mumbled to herself, "Where is she? Probably talking to
some guy. Greg probably, little slut's gonna ruin my plans." Cindy knew
that her dad would soon arrive to pick her up; her only hope was that Susie
would beat him to the punch (and with what she said she'd bring for her).
This had to go down tonight; tomorrow night was her dad's poker game and she
couldn't bear to wait another two days...maybe more, who knew. Rocking with
anticipation, she implored, "come on, come on, hurry up Susie." She still
had five minutes before her dad's usual pick up time. But today, though,
she didn't want to run the risk of him being early.
As if on cue, Susie bounded though the school doors and raced towards her
impatient friend. Her long dark hair desperately tried to keep pace with her
young lovely body.
"Damn girl, what took you so long,? No, let me guess...Greg?", Cindy said
with obvious relief she'd shown up.
Susie, with a smile that stretched from ear to ear, apologized as she sat
down, "Sorry, but he was asking me out and I didn't want to seem like I was
in a rush. How'd ya know, anyway?"
"I saw you flirting with him at lunch. Flavor of the week, huh?" Cindy
teased her friend. "Were you able to get it?," she asked just as Susie
pulled a brown paper bag from her backpack.
"Of course! Was there ever any doubt?," asked Susie as she handed the bag
to Cindy (who quickly stuffed the brown sack into her own backpack).
Unable to hide her gratitude, Cindy hugged her friend. "Cool!!! Thanks
babe, now I owe you big time!!!"
"You don't know how big," Susie grinned impishly.
Dislodging herself from the embrace, Cindy asked, "So how'd you get this
stuff anyway?"
"That's my little secret...for now. Let's just say it was a 'jawbreaker,'
teased Susie as she jokingly massaged her mandible. "So you gonna do it
tonight?"
"You betcha. That little toy you got me has done more harm than good. I
can barely control myself when I'm around him. Yes ma'am, tonight's the
night." Cindy exclaimed. Even now she could barely resist the temptation
to slip her hand under her plaid skirt and white cotton panties and jam her
fingers up into her already damp 15, almost 16, year-old pussy.
"Jeez, girl, if your dad knew what you were planning he'd have you skinned
alive", Susie still only half believed that such a conservative girl would
actually carry out such a scheme. "I guess you never know" she thought to
herself.
"What I'M planning?", said Cindy, her eyes widened in mock indignation, "you
mean what WE'RE planning, don't you? After all, this was as much your idea
as mine."
"Yeah, I know, but it's your fantasy. I only thought up how you could make
it happen. Honestly, I never thought you'd ever go through with it. I just
figured it'd be another one of your unfulfilled fantasies," admitted Susie.
"Not this time. For once I'm finally gonna make a dream come true. You'll
see," declared Cindy, completely confident in herself.
(Honk! Honk!) Cindy's father was right on time.
"I might call you tonight and let you know how it went; if not, I'll see ya
tomorrow...bye." Cindy ran to her father's car, obviously excited that her
desires were nearing fulfillment.
"Have a ball," Susie said to no one in particular. Giggling to herself, she
made her way home.
Susie envied Cindy. She was on the verge of losing her virginity and
experiencing for the first time all those new sensations and feelings which
would soon have her petite body writhing in overwhelming ecstasy -- not the
least of which will be the bliss of feeling a nice stiff cock filling her
pussy for the very first time. And if what Cindy had said was true, a
mighty thick one at that. Oh well, if all went according to plan, by this
weekend she'd be watching a video of her young blond friend getting fucked
for the first time, and that was after all the next best thing. She
couldn't stand to wait much longer; her own plans just starting to bear
fruit. She knew that if he banged Cindy, she could also get some of that
cock for herself -- and to hell with Greg (or maybe not). Hmmmm.
Watching his daughter make her way to the car, James couldn't help but feel
like the luckiest son of a bitch on Earth. When his wife had left him
almost two years ago, he had thought his life over. But in time, and with
the help of his daughter, he'd realized that he was indeed blessed. If
anything, his wife's departure was probably the best thing that ever
happened to him.
Their relationship had been so one-sided; his love and devotion unrequited,
and now he knew it was best buried and forgotten. Glad she was gone, and
sincerely hoping she enjoys her new life with Charles, he counted his lucky
stars. If she ever came back, though, that would be the icing on the cake:
He could tell her (with all honesty), "to go take a flying fuck at a rolling
doughnut." He just didn't care, any longer. He had a lovely daughter, a
great job as a telecommuting computer programmer, and he was in great shape
thanks to his thrice a week workouts. Between his daughter, Cindy, and his
occasional meaningless interludes with women whose names he could barely
remember, he had plenty of love and companionship. He lacked nothing; he
had it all.
Yet he still couldn't help but think of his college sweetheart when he
looked at his daughter. She possessed the same exuberance and zest for life
as her mother had, at her young age. Cindy's face and body were the
splitting image of her mother's when he had met her during their sophomore
year of college. She had the same long lustrous silky blonde hair lapping at
her waist, big expressive innocent blue eyes, and tall slim build. At
5'9", his daughter was taller than average, and at 110 lb., slimmer too --
just as Iris had been. Cindy was a gorgeous waif, delicate and full of
life, and her budding breasts held the promise which her mother's had so
long ago fulfilled. Cindy was truly on her way to becoming, no....she was,
a beautiful young woman. Luckily Cindy inherited her outlook and personality
from him. Where her mother was cold and calculating, always working things
out to her advantage, Cindy was carefree and loving, and living each moment
for its own sake. The way she enjoyed everything: From their occasional
trips to the coast, to the little things like a cone of her favorite ice
cream, was youth and vitality personified. It was not conceit when he
thought that his genes had improved upon perfection. Good-bye Iris, meet
the new and improved you, Cindy. He was the second person to envy her that
day.
"Hi Daddy," Cindy said as she entered the car and hugged her father, giving
him a quick peck on the cheek.
"Hi Sweety", James said as he returned her affection.
As they drove away, Cindy couldn't help but think about what lay ahead.
Tonight would change her life forever, for better or worse. As they turned
the corner she let herself melt into the vinyl seat of the Ford, lost in
visions of what awaited her. Although she wasn't the religious type, she
prayed that her father wouldn't somehow ruin her plans for the evening. As
she prayed, he drove. It seemed like an eternity, but finally they made it
home. It was the longest 3 mile drive of her life.
"What do you want for dinner, Sweety?" her father asked as she started up
the stairs.
"Daddy, you scatter-brain, I told you I have a date with Rick
tonight; I'm gonna eat with him," she responded in a somewhat exasperated
manner.
"Oooops, sorry. Well, I'm going to make some of Dad's steak tonight, so
just in case you come back hungry you can have some leftovers, OK?"
"Thanks dad, you know I will. Are you trying to fatten me up so no boys
will go out with me?" she said hanging on to the banister.
James laughed so hard he thought he thought he'd split a gut, "Nope, I just
know how much you like my Bar-B-Q."
Cindy was delighted, not only was she going to see her plan to
fruition, but she wouldn't go hungry either. "Thanks dad, I love ya," she
said as she made her way up the stairs and to her bedroom.
"I love you too, Sweety," James responded as he entered the kitchen, "by the
way, that's not such a bad idea", he joked...still laughing.
Cindy laughed at the irony of the exchange as she entered her room.
Having finished her bath and make-up, Cindy sauntered back into her bedroom.
Glancing at the clock on her night table, and it's announcement of "6:41
P.M.," she hurried along knowing that her father was probably done with the
grill. Dropping her robe to the floor, and reveling in the cool,
ceiling-fan's breeze as it hardened her tender teenaged nipples, she
pondered what she would wear tonight. Making up her mind, she got dressed.
Checking herself in the mirror, one last time, she knew she'd made the right
choices. Her make-up was barely there: A touch of hot pink lipstick, and
that was all. Anything more would have detracted from her natural beauty.
Her hair was pulled into a tight pull-it-while-you-fuck-me ponytail, set
high near the top of her head in her favorite "I Dream of Jeannie" style.
She would've preferred to wear it down, but tonight she didn't want it
getting in the way. Cindy had decided on her black party dress -- which she
had almost outgrown -- because she loved the provocative effect of the
clinging garment. A year after her father had purchased it, it barely
reached far enough to cover the entirety of her tight little ass. And boy,
did it work wonders on her boobs; she loved the way it pushed her small
pubescent tits up and together in such a felonious manner. Her only frill
was a pair of thigh-high black stockings which just barely made it up under
her dress, and which had a sexy seam running up the back of her supple legs.
A pair of diamond earrings and black pumps with 3 inch heels completed her
ensemble. She chose to go bare tonight: There was no need for underwear; it
would only get in her way. The 15 year-old nymph was ready for what the
night had in store.
Coming down the stairs and rounding the corner, Cindy headed for the dining
room. As she came within sight of it, she saw her father sitting at the far
end anxiously taking the first bite of his steak. "Daddy, I'm gonna go
outside and wait for Rick, OK?"
James looked up at his daughter, ready to give her the usual lecture about
being home by 9:00 p.m., when he noticed her appearance. "I don't think so,
not dressed like that you're not," he said seriously.
"Why not daddy?," she wondered with her hands resting on her willing hips.
With her head cocked aside coquettishly, she gave him her best innocent
look.
"Well for one thing, that dress seems to have shrunk. Where are you going
tonight anyway? I thought you were heading out to the movies. Seems to me
you're a bit overdressed; underdressed is more like it. Tone it down, or
cancel your date and have a steak with your old man." James meant what he
said. His daughter looked too easy for her own good.
Cindy feigned surprise. "But daddy, you bought me this dress for the sports
banquet last year and you told me I looked great in it. I know I've out
grown it a bit but come on, Pleasssseeee???????," she begged him.
James had to admit that although the dress was a bit tight and short, it
wasn't all that revealing. He didn't think she was really planning on
wearing that to the movies, but then his daughter wasn't the type to lie,
she'd just ask for permission straight out. "Sorry Sweety, you gotta change
or stay home, and don't argue with me."
"Suddenly" an idea popped into Cindy's mind. "I'll tell ya what Dad, Susie
taught me a magic trick I've been dying to try out on someone for a while
now. If you can figure it out, I won't argue with you ever again on what I
wear out, or on who I go out with. But if you lose, I can go out like this
tonight...and just tonight. Now come on, I'm giving you odds. I'd be
giving up a lot more than I stand to gain, what do you say?" Cindy hoped
this would turn out the way she hoped.
James was not stupid, he knew that his daughter was so sure of herself then
she probably knew what she was doing. Cindy wasn't anybody's fool. But he
couldn't resist. After all, he really didn't have such a strong objection
to her outfit, and if it meant no arguing, ever, in the future on such
matters, then he was willing to take the chance. "OK, you're on," he said,
his curiosity getting the best of him.
"Alright!," Cindy was delighted. "Hold on a sec, I need to get a few things.
In the mean time, Daddy, clear off the coffee table in the living room...OK?
I'll be right back." Cindy leaped up the stairs, taking them two at a time
as her dress rode up her young firm ass. She didn't bother to pull it down
until she had made it to her bedroom and the brown bag hidden in the closet.
She checked to make sure that everything she needed was inside and then made
her way back downstairs. As she entered the living room, James was just
finishing off clearing the table. "Sit down daddy, on the table", she
asked.
Sitting down on the edge of the heavy oak table he playfully admonished,
"OK, but this better be a good trick if you're drawing me away from my
steak"
"Ohhh, it's the best, I promise. Now close your eyes and don't open them no
matter what, OK?'
"I won't," James promised.
Cindy tied a blindfold over her father's eyes and proceeded to sift through
her brown bag for the rest of her devices. "OK, Daddy, now lie back with
your arms over the sides of the table," she asked of him. Pulling two sets
of handcuffs from the bag, locked together to form one longer cuff, she
quickly proceeded to cuff each of her father's wrists under the table before
he could object.
"What are you doing?," he asked as he felt himself being bound.
"You'll see," she teased as she closed the curtains and made sure that the
front door was secured. Walking over to the camcorder on the shelf, she
pressed the "record" button and giggled as she imagined a director calling
for "action." Taking off his blindfold, she said, "OK Daddy, here we go."
"What's the trick?"
Her tight virgin pussy wet with anticipation, she exclaimed, "Why silly, I
am!" She gracefully spread her arms and rolled her wrists as if to say,
"ta-da."
James' body rested lengthwise along the table, his wrists bound beneath him,
his ass almost hanging of the edge, and his feet planted on the carpet. He
wasn't sure what his daughter had in mind, but he hope she'd get it over
with quickly -- he sure as hell didn't want to be seen like this if anyone
came calling, especially not by one of her suitors. "Sweety, whatever your
trick is, get on with it before Rick gets here."
Looking at her father, Cindy couldn't help thinking what a handsome and sexy
man he was. With his short black hair and tanned, toned body, he looked
like a man ten years his junior. From the pictures she had seen, except for
a touch of gray, he was still the same football player he had been in
college: 6'4" and 205 lbs. of lean muscle. "Oh Daddy, you can be so stupid
sometimes. I don't have a date with Rick. I'm staying home with you so you
can fuck the shit out of your little girl's perverted mind," her naughty
mouth spewed. She rolled his white T-shirt up to his neck and straddled
her bound father's bare chest as he struggled to deal with the admission.
"Oh my God!," he croaked. As his daughter sat on his chest, James noticed
for the first time that she wasn't wearing any panties. To his amazement,
her juicy snatch was completely shaved except for a fuzzy patch of blond
hair at the top of her slit, her cunt was literally staring him in the face.
With nothing to hide her arousal, he could clearly see his little girl's
moist pussy, and her hungrily swollen lips. Damn, she had a gorgeous cunt.
Nothing hanging or wasted; it was nice, tight, rosy pink and compact.
He wondered how much it would stretch? "Oh shit," what was he thinking?
"This is not funny, young lady! Get off of me and unlock these
cuffs...NOW!!!," he warned her in the most intimidating tone he could manage
(though to his dismay, his body was already betraying him).
Cindy had noticed the way her father had stared at the treasure between her
legs, how his gaze had lingered hungrily, and she knew right then and there
that he was just as hot for her as she was for him. A little more
encouragement on her part and he'd lose his remaining resolve -- and be hers
at last. Ignoring his words, she reached behind her, and with her left
hand began to rub her fathers cock. Gently, she stroked up and down it's
length. Cindy was not surprised to find that he was already well on his way
to harboring an enthusiastically incestuous erection.
"Ummm, Daddy...I love the way your dick is getting sooo hard. Do you like
the way I'm rubbing it?," she asked as she looked him straight in the eyes.
"Ohhhh, yess!!! God, fuckin' help me...it feels so good," he moaned. Her
little hand did indeed feel wonderful. If only it wasn't his only
daughter's hand. Why not her cute friend, Susie? Then there'd be no need
for these damn handcuffs. At 37, James had no qualms with fucking a 15 or
16 year old, if that's what she wanted. But doing his own daughter? Jesus,
that incredible little hand molesting him felt so amazing. And that
beautiful, tight, innocent pussy was so close, he could almost lick it; it
was driving him crazy. What was happening to him? His will to resist was
dissolving, swiftly. "Baby, you have to stop this before it goes any
further, or it'll change things between us forever. We can just forget
this ever happened, and never mention it again, if you stop now." James was
pleading with her.
"That's what I want daddy, I want things to change forever. I want you to
stop fucking those bar-room sluts and save this wand for me, your "Little
Magician". Besides, I can tell you like it a lot. Come on daddy,
pleassssse fuck me, pretty pleassssse. If you don't like it we don't have to
do it again, and I promise, cross my heart, that I won't tell anyone. Huh?"
As she begged him her hand slipped beneath his underwear's waistband and
began to stroke his cock, skin to skin.
This was too much. Her hand, stroking his dick with no fabric to dull the
sensation, was more than he could bear. "I dunno," was all he could muster.
Cindy knew she had him. Before he could protest, she withdrew her hand and
moved down to the end of the table. Kneeling between her father's feet, she
began to peel the sweatpants and boxers from his trembling body. Her dress
had ridden up near to her waist, and she could fell her bare ass resting on
her heels. Her breath caught in her throat when her father's erection
sprang free: it stood upright with a slight tilt towards his stomach. She
couldn't believe the sight of it. Just looking at it, her body tensed as
the nipples of her still-developing 32-B breasts strained against her dress,
her inner thighs were wet with the love she ached to share...again. "Ohhh
Dad, I just came for YOU."
She had seen her father's cock once, months ago, when she walked in on him
one morning. But up close, it looked almost too big for her. Almost. What
blew her mind wasn't its length, approximately 7 inches, but its girth. His
cock was thicker than any she had ever seen in a magazine or in one of Susie
's porno movies. She reached for it and found her hand could barely
encircle it; she knew she was going to be taking the ride of her life.
Slowly she jacked it. Studied it. Admired it. And enjoyed her first view
of a real cock, up close. It felt wonderful: so hard and yet so soft, all
at once. Her father's veins pulsed with power, with life, with passion, as
his dick throbbed in time to his heartbeat. A drop of precum already
perched at its tip, she couldn't resist. Bringing the head to her mouth,
her tongue snaked out and stole its first taste. "Ummmm, yummy Daddy," she
told him. "It's even better than your steak, so you know I really love it.
I guess I just love any meat that my Daddy feeds me." She giggled.
His resolve broken, James pleaded with his daughter, "come on baby, suck it.
I'm so close."
Delighted and eager, Cindy did as her father asked. "She was such a good
girl," she thought to herself.
Knowing he was about to cum, she stroked him ever faster. She engulfed her
young, moist, full lips around the tip of her fathers cock as she continued
to pump her little hand up and down his shaft. She took as much as she
could into her pretty mouth, almost half of it, before she gagged.
Repressing reflex, as best she could, she blew her father even though a tear
streaked down her face. It was a tear of unbridled passion.
"Yeah, that's it sweetheart." His reluctance forgotten, he warned is
daughter, "Here I cum, baby."
Cindy couldn't speak with a mouthful of her daddy's cock, but she prepared
herself for what was to come. She had seen enough movies to know that she
was about to get much more than just the taste she had enjoyed not a few
minutes ago. She sucked hard, her tongue lapping at the underside of his
cock. Letting it slide out (just a lil' bit) so that she could swirl her
tongue around the head, she did her best bring her daddy off. Then he
"arrived."
She felt Daddy's cock swell in her little mouth, his grunts and groans only
confirming what she knew to be true: he was cumming in his daughter's
mouth. His dick spewed forth load after load of semen into her young,
vulnerable throat. Inexperienced Cindy did her best to swallow as much as
she could. But despite her best efforts, some of it gushed from her mouth
and dribbled onto her Daddy's cock. She swallowed for what seemed an
eternity; his orgasm was never-ending.
When he finally stopped cumming, she let his wand slip from her suckling
mouth and said, "Good God, Dad, that was wonderful. I hope you don't mind,
but I've got to clean you up a little bit. You came too much for me, but
don't worry, I just need some practice. That's all." Methodically,
lovingly, Cindy began to lap at the overflow that had pooled on her father's
mound. Licking caringly, all along the shaft and down to his balls, her
tongue found every drop semen and greedily guided them down to her tummy.
"Baby, that was wonderful," James admitted unashamedly. Although her
technique was noteworthy, it was the dastardly idea of his own daughter
swallowing his meat that had really sent him over the edge.
As if reading his mind, in mid-lick Cindy observed, "you liked having your
little girl suck your lollipop, didn't you?"
"Ohh, hell yeah. Let me out of these cuffs, will you?"
"Not yet, this was just a warm up. And I'm not letting you go until I feel
that cream shooting deep into my pussy."
James could tell that Cindy was not to be denied.
End of Part 1/2
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"Little Magician" (2/2)
"The Treat"
Having polished off James' semi-erect cock, Cindy was ecstatic to see that
he would soon be ready for what she had in mind. She stood, climbed atop
him, and barely straddled the head of her daddy's penis. As it was about to
slip into her, she backed off. Instead she trapped his length between his
belly and her pussy. Leaning forward, with her hands resting on his chest
for support and leverage, she began masturbating them both by rubbing
herself up and down the length of his cock.
James would never have guessed that his daughter was such a skilled tease.
Where had she learned so much? He would have to ask her...later. At the
moment, he was too blissfully aware of his daughter's weight delightfully
grinding into him, coaxing him to full mast and blinding him to what he knew
was right.
"Daddy, please, you need to get yourself totally hard again. Will you do
that for me? Will you, please?" She had begged as nonchalantly and as
shamelessly as if she had been pleading with her father to let her attend a
party at Susie's on a school night.
She continued to rub her wet, bare slit over his stiffening cock. Rocking
back and forth, her clit rubbing against the head of his shaft, Cindy came
on her father's dick. "Come on daddy, I need you so bad," she yelped as
her inexperienced body was seized by yet another orgasm, this one much
stronger than the first.
Her dirty talk was such a turn on; James' cock had quickly become fully
erect under his daughter's ministrations. The friction of her unrelenting
pussy, and the vulgarities expressed by her foul language, had not only
reinvigorated him, they were driving him mad with desire. He was going to
fuck his daughter in the manner she had mentioned earlier; those words were
seared into his mind, forever: "I'm staying home with you so you can fuck
the shit out of your little girl's perverted mind." And so he would.
"Cindy, Sweety, if you intend on following through with your seduction, I
want you to know one thing: I'm going to tear up your little slutty pussy.
If you uncuff me, if you give me half a chance, I'm going to take a hold of
your little body by the hips, by the wrists, by that sexy blonde pony-tail,
by your ankles, or however I feel I will have the most leverage, and I'm
going to treat you like a flesh-and-blood fuck-doll. Do you hear me?"
The intensity in her father's eyes had caught her off-guard; it had been
daunting. But she recovered, in an instant. "Oh, yeah! We'll see how hard
you can fuck, Dad. You never know, I might not be the one crying "Uncle!"
before the evening's done.
"Maybe not. Maybe you won't cry, but you WILL scream." He was going to
fuck her royally, and communicated his intentions by flexing his cock.
"Ooooo, that felt nice," Cindy squealed. In one swift movement, and without
interrupting the rhythm of her gyrations, she had pulled her skimpy black
dress over her head and tossed it aside. She held her father's lust-filled
gaze as her delicate fingers traced the contours of her firm, young breasts.
"Do you like my boobs, Dad?" Her nipples stiffened, "Would you like to
nibble on my titties while I rock back and forth, and back and forth, all
along your fat dick?"
James' cock twitched uncontrollably at the autoerotic sight of his daughter
unselfconsciously fondling her chest. He almost came, which was something
of a surprise. Usually he possessed exceptional stamina and control, but
now look at him: His fifteen year old daughter had him so fucking riled up
that he could barely nod an affirmative response to her query. His only
coherent thoughts were of exploring every inch, every crevice of her young
taut adolescent body with his hands, mouth, and penis. God help him, but he
thought he might actually be drooling at the prospect of sucking on her firm
tits as he squeezed that tight little ass of hers, that tight little ass
whose cheeks partially enveloped his painfully hard cock., that tight little
ass which his he may have to....
Cindy giggled unexpectedly at an unbidden image, "Man, if the boys at school
could see me now? The sight would blow their immature minds: Cheerleader
Cindy, molesting her father. How scandalous! Daddy, I don't mean to sound
conceited, but do you realize how lucky you are? You're a guy, so you
should be able to imagine how many of the boys at school -- teachers,
counselors, administrators, and janitors, too -- would love to sit under me
while I'm all naked, wet, and willing."
Nude except for her stockings and heels, Cindy pushed her tits together and
did her best to playfully lick at her nipples. But her short little tongue
fell far from the mark. "Daddy, my gosh, this is sooo embarrassing, but I
can't lick my own nipples. If I bend over you, would you mind doing them
for me?"
In response to her words and movement, James lost control...for a moment.
One healthy squirt of semen spurt forth before he somehow managed to stem
the flow. "Cindy, if you keep teasing me like this, I won't even try to
keep from blowing my wad. And then guess what, you'll be shit outta luck
for a while 'cause I've already cum once tonight."
Cindy felt her father spasm beneath her, and kept still. She had almost
gone too far. "Don't worry, Dad. I promise I won't let your balls go
blue." She stood, turned around, and re-straddled her father's prone body.
But this time, her ass was to his face.
He hadn't seen her from this angle before. He felt her move his cock aside
as she began to consume the jet of cum that had streaked across his stomach.
She tried to maintain as much body contact as possible, pressing her flank
against his, but arching her back so that he couldn't make contact with her
pussy. He could feel her tongue lapping at his skin; he could hear her
slurping the salty fluid. Before his eyes, he saw a young girl's shaven
crotch, swollen and glistening with a combination of juices, and slightly
reddened by the friction that had placed them there.
When she'd finished the mess she had helped create, Cindy resumed her
earlier position, facing her father. But now, however, she barely moved
over his on-the-brink dick. "I'm sorry, Dad. I was just trying to get you
all 'hot and bothered,' and I almost blew it."
"You did blow it. Don't you remember? Or is your memory already starting
to go?"
"Ha. Ha. Very funny, Mister. You know what I meant."
"Yeah, I do. And in case you haven't noticed, you've succeeded: I'm
definitely 'hot and bothered.' Honestly, Sweety, I've never wanted to fuck
anyone, more than I want to fuck you now."
"Me too, Old Man," she teased. "And to show you that I can receive as well
as I give, I promise you that I won't put up a fight if you want to cuff me
later on. Fair is fair, after all."
James would enjoy that. His little girl bound, helpless to resist his most
twisted perversions -- perversions which she, herself, had engendered --
would be so damn sexy. The sight of her restrained beneath him as his thick
cock plunges deep into her tight little body...fuck, just thinking about it
would make him cum if he wasn't careful. "Hmmmm, I might just take you up
on that,"he said with impish enthusiasm.
"Dad, can you feel how wet I am? Look, your dick and my pussy are all slimy
with our cum. Doesn't it look totally hot? Here, have a taste. Cindy
rubbed her fingers over her pussy and along the length of her father's shaft
until they glistened with their fluids. She rubbed her hands over her
nipples and bent forward till her exquisite tits where within reach of James
' mouth. When they were, she closed her eyes and prepared herself for the
pleasure that her dad's lips would bring to her cum-slicked breasts.
When Cindy's blossoming teen tit was within reach, he did not hold back. He
heard her moan as he sucked her hard nipple into his hungry mouth. He
flicked at it, playfully, and momentarily teased the surrounding flesh
before returning to concentrate his oral attention on the sensitive tip.
"Ummmm," was the only sound heard in the room. Cindy could hardly believe
how wonderful her father's mouth felt. How he swirled his tongue round her
nipple, then strayed, only to return with increased fervor...he's
unbelievable. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, he bit down...HARD. "Ow!
Daddy, ummmmpphhhh, ohhhhhh...why the fuck did...," just as she was about to
protest, the pain began to morph; it began to feel good. "Oh yesssss. Oh
God. Fuck, that feels so good, Daddy," she wailed as she pulled his mouth
tighter to her breast and bucked her pussy against his hard dick.
"She's just like her mother: No pain, no gain," reflected James. As if to
confirm his observations, she shifted her weight a bit, to better offer him
her other titty.
"Oh, please, Dad, do the other one too." Cindy was quickly becoming
overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her. But still, she
presented her father's passionately punishing mouth with her neglected right
breast.
James gave it the same treatment, but sooner than he had anticipated, she
pulled away. "Something wrong, Baby?"
"Hell no. That was amazing. Thanks Daddy," Cindy said sincerely. "But now
I'm the one who's desperate for more. What do you say we finally get around
to sticking that fat cherry-buster of yours into sweet little me? Huh, Dad?
Does that sound like fun?"
James, knowing the moment of truth was fast approaching, was unexpectedly
bothered by his last remaining scruple. "Honey, it could be too much for
you. I might be too thick for you to take. Maybe we shouldn't..."
Cindy cut him off. "Don't worry, Daddy. It occurred to me that your
conscience, despite my best efforts to the contrary, would somehow get in
the way. So I've prepared a demonstration. Check this out." She was
referring to the 6 inch long, black dildo that she had retrieved from the
brown paper bag on the floor. "This 'monster' took my hymen a few months
ago, but you're gonna be my first real fuck. Conscience, no conscience;
whether you want to or not. I know it's not as thick as you, but I think I'
ll be able to make room. If not, then this puny cunny doesn't deserve you,"
she said as she playfully patted herself between the legs and incidentally
touched her father's still-trapped dick.
James, concerned for his daughter, "I don't know, Honey, that dildo's a
little bit shorter than me, and nowhere near as thick as what you're
mercilessly teasing with your hot little pussy."
"Yeah but I've gotten so used to it. And with just a little lube, I can
take it in with no prob. Daddy, you're definitely gonna stretch the hell
out of me, but I don't think you'll break me. And if you do, so what? I'm
sure I'll mend." She winked at him, and pinched HIS nipple lightheartedly.
"Are you sure?," James asked one last time.
"Well, you tell me." With that said, Cindy rested the formidable dildo on
her father's chest. She squeezed a generous helping of lubricant into her
hand and smeared it over her formerly-secret lover. As aroused as she was,
she doubted the need for the jelly. But then again, this wasn't the time to
be cavalier; she wanted to impress upon her father the fact that she was
capable of a handling a good, hard reaming. "Look at this, Daddy." Cindy
placed the base of the plastic cock against his chest. "Look at what this
dirty prop has taught me to do." She rose and scooted up along her father's
body until she was poised over the dildo's head. With Susie's toy perfectly
aligned, Cindy held it in place with her left hand as she skewered her
tender body onto the plastic prick.
As it began to penetrate her, inch by wonderful inch, the lips of her pussy
stretched thin. The redness of a moment ago was now gone. It had paled to
white as her lips' elasticity reached their limits. Looking down at her
father, it was obvious that he'd been struck speechless by the lewd
spectacle that was his daughter.
James couldn't believe it, his eyes were glued to her sweet junction. He
was mesmerized by that dark cock as it slowly slid into his only child. His
baby girl was blissfully aware of his scrutiny. Clearly relishing each and
every second of her impalement-in-progress, her head slowly swayed from side
to side as she wormed "The Instructor" between her strained thighs.
Finally, when she felt her ass come to rest on her fathers chest, she knew
she had done it: the dildo was completely inside her. "So what do you
think, Daddy? Still think I can't take you?" To drive her point home, she
rose up and fucked the unyielding instrument into her confining cunt.
"My God, she's so damn TIGHT," James realized as he felt the resistance
between her and the dildo. Despite her obvious arousal and the generous
quantity of lubricant she'd applied, it was apparent from the pressure
against his chest that it was taking considerable effort for his daughter to
accomplish her task. He still had his doubts, but if she was determined to
do the same to him, it would be selfish of him to deny her the attempt (or
so he tried to humorously extinguish his last, remaining, ethically-inclined
impulse). "Come on Sweety, enough teasing; let me love you."
Cindy didn't hesitate to stand and remove the naughtily-contrasting ebony
tool from within her young white cunt. "Daddy, you're going to love this.
I'm gonna fuck you however you want, as long and as often as you want. We'
re going to become the freakiest father/daughter team that ever was." She
reached into the bag for the handcuffs' keys, found them, and put them on
the table by her father's waist. Soon, as she had promised, she'd unlock
him.
James didn't doubt his daughter's statements for a second. He knew he'd
enjoy her, God forgive him, as often as he could manage. Standing beside
him, he watched silently as she placed a dollop of K-Y Jelly onto her
trembling palm (it was excitement, not fear).
Cindy tossed the tube aside; where it came to rest she did not care. Once
again, she straddled her father's body. But this time, her intentions did
not center on teasing or on play, she was getting ready to fuck her father.
Taking a hold of his cock, between both hands, she slowly stroked it,
working in the lubricant.
James was only vaguely aware that Cindy's nerves were finally kicking in.
She was as ready as she would ever be (and so was he).
Cindy looked at her father, stroked him one last, long stroke, before
nervously asking, "You ready, Dad?"
"Uh-huh," James grunted affirmatively.
Cindy rose. Her hands never leaving his wonderful cock, she positioned it
against her incestuous pussy. "I love you, Dad," were her last words
before...
"I love you too, Baby. God, how I love you."
Then it happened. Lowering herself onto her father's massive shaft, she
felt the head penetrate past the entrance to her pussy. Even though the
dildo had opened her up quite a bit, she was still incredibly tight. She
bit her lower lip, and her face scrunched into a countenance of effort as
she stammered, "Ohhhhh, Dad! So hot...so thick...so hard...so big."
"You can do it, Baby. Take me inside," James encouraged. But truth be
told, her dilemma wasn't paramount in his mind. He was concentrating on not
cumming too soon. But the sight of almost six feet of thin blonde teen
trying to jam his cock into herself made that a most difficult task.
Determined to succeed, Cindy continued to let herself fall onto her father's
pole. "Damn, Dad. Are you sure you aren't half donkey?" Only two inches
past the head of his cock and she was already stuck. "Daddy?"
"What, Sweety?"
"I need help. Push up!," she told him.
James pushed, but to no avail; she simply rose with him. "Uncuff me,
Sweetheart, and I'll make sure to stuff my dick all the way inside
you...even if you break ME in half."
She wasn't a quitter, but this wasn't going to be as easy as Susie had
intimated. Cindy would have her father ram his cock into her, to the hilt,
even if it didn't go exactly according to plan. She acquiesced and unlocked
the cuff encircling James' left hand.
Not waiting for the other cuff to be undone, James stood up. With the
handcuffs dangling from his right wrist, his hands sprung to his daughter's
ass, each establishing a firm grip on a supple cheek. For the first time,
he was molesting HER.
Cindy could feel the strength of her father's passion; it was evident in the
zeal of his obscene embrace. From the way his hands mauled her; from the
way they squeezed her; from the way his fingertips traced the stretched skin
where his cock entered her body; from the way his digits tested the tiny,
puckered, truly virgin flesh of her young asshole; she had no doubt she was
about to be fucked. Really FUCKED...for real, by a real man. Whether she
liked it or not, she had pushed him too far; he was frenzied. She knew that
if she did indeed try to cry "Uncle!," she'd still get poked...only that
much harder. Any hesitation on her part, in light of what she'd perpetrated
over the course of the last hour, would seem to him to be contrived to
tease; to her dismay, she had better find a way to accommodate her father's
girth.
James did his best to keep his dick in the velvety warmth of his daughter's
privates. He stood, carefully holding her close. Reflexively, to avoid
from falling, Cindy's arms embraced his neck, and her legs did the same to
his waist. To further support her, his strong hands continued to encase her
athletic ass. As he carried her over to the higher-set dining room table,
he whispered words of comfort into her ear, "Baby, don't be afraid. Okay?
You wanted the shit fucked out of you, well, that's what I'm going to do.
But trust me, even though it may be a bit uncomfortable at the outset, in
the end (he squeezed her ass in jest) you're going to cherish the
experience.
Cindy felt better after hearing his words. The initial enthusiasm that had
been the impetus for this incestuous evening was reasserting itself; Cindy
was again beginning to feel like the horny little slut she had been just
five minutes ago. She nibbled her father's earlobe before whispering
conspiratorially, "Go ahead Daddy, fuck your little girl senseless. Make me
scream, I'm all yours."
"That's my girl!" James was relieved. Her reluctance may have been
beginning to affect him, but her renewed confidence (and not to mention her
hot, breathy, lewd invitation) had galvanized his intent: It was time for
him to commit the greatest sin, the most loathed taboo, and the most
pleasurable act known to man, with the person whom he loved most. "Okay,
Sweety, you're really wet and all lubed up, you just need to relax a bit."
Outside of the camera's field of view, he laid her back against the table,
teasing her asshole with his index finger all the while. Cindy moaned. She
didn't think she could enjoy something that was so dirty. Between clenched
lips, "Oh, Daddy, that feels so fucking nice."
With Cindy now sprawled on the table, he took her hands and guided them to
the table's nearest edge, the one he was standing against. "Baby, hold on
to the table's edge...tightly. Whatever you do, don't let go. If you hold
on, I'll be inside you in a few minutes," James promised his daughter as he
grabbed her ankles, pushed her legs up, knees against her chest for the
deepest penetration possible. "Ready?," he signaled his intent to begin as
his eyes remained focused on the unbelievably-tight, slick spot where
two-and-a-half inches of his cock had burrowed into the sweetest pussy he'd
ever fuck. "Hold on baby. Here we go."
Cindy thought she was going to pass out as she felt her father pull out,
almost all the way, and then push back with measured determination. She
could hear him instructing her to relax; she did her best. Over and over,
her dad sliced an ever increasing volume of cock between her taut legs.
With each cycle, he forced a bit more of his fat cock into her narrow
channel. She could barely breathe with him pressing her knees under her
chin.
Watching his daughter turn inside out, as her tight pussy clung desperately
to his relentless cock, James encouraged her, "You're almost there, Baby."
He wasn't lying: A little more than half of him was insinuating its way
into her.
She felt it too, and she really wanted it. "Daddddddeeeeeeee...harderrrrr,
please. Do me. Do me good." Cindy begged. And not just with words: she
had begun pushing back against her father's grip on her ankles. "Daddy,
make me cry. Make me squeal...again and again. Fuck me like you'd fuck any
other cheerleader whore. Don't be nice. Just shove it in." She could feel
herself almost exploding, as she realized she was about to take his entire
dick.
James spread his daughter's ankles (and legs) apart so that he could bend
down and give her their first mouth-to-mouth kiss. It was a tender kiss.
Each tongue lightly flirted with the other, and Cindy became distracted.
She was unprepared when her father lunged forth, shredding any resistance he
encountered en route, and entered her completely. She gasped in surprise as
she felt him bury himself to the balls. He had knocked the wind out of her
in mid-kiss.
As she gasped for breath, he did something that's nasty by anyone's
standards: James let a long stream of saliva dangle from his mouth. And as
he fucked his daughter ever harder, he watched it pool on the tip of her
tongue before falling completely into her mouth.
Once she regained her breath, Cindy screamed, "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh
fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck." A stream of spittle poured down the side of her
beautiful face -- some of it hers, some of it not -- as she felt the head of
her father's cock knock at the entrance to her womb (or so it seemed). He
changed his angle of penetration; that was all it took. Cindy's 15
year-young body convulsed, and her hips bucked in orgasm, uncontrollably.
James grinned at his daughter. She was on her back, drenched in sweat, cum,
and spit and uttering her ecstasy as he sawed his big fat dick into her.
"You're a screamer, aren't ya Angel?" He rubbed her swollen clit.
Daddy, this feels so fine...so goddamn hot. Fuck me till I pass out, okay?
Promise? And then fuck me some more until YOU pass out," in her passion,
Cindy was almost delirious.
Reaching over to the end of the table, where his steak lay cold, long since
ignored, James grabbed it. Knowing how much his daughter loved his meat, he
rubbed it up and down her adolescent chest as drops of sweat fell from his
brow. "Here you go, Baby. Here's a little something to keep your energy
up." He put the slab of meat to her mouth.
Eagerly she took a bite, swallowed, and licked her lips appreciatively.
"Yummy, Daddy. Between your meat and your MEAT, I think I'm fucked for
life. How can I ever be 'normal' when I don't think I'll ever want to date,
marry, or hang with my friends ever again? How sad is that? I think all I'
ll ever want is to spend the rest of my life on my back, with my legs
spread, and hugging my father as he fucks what lies between them. Go ahead
and fuck my brains out. Tear me up, good. It's what I want."
"Don't worry, Angel, if that's what's meant to be, then I'll fuck you plenty
from now on," and that was a promise. He took a bite of the steak, himself,
and tossed it back onto its plate.
"Oh yeah, I think I'm going to love my new Hardcore Daddy." Even as she
grew increasingly accustomed, Cindy could still feel every bump and vein of
her father's cock "Ohhhh, Daddy, I'm about to cum again...big time. Can
you cum with me?"
"Of course, Baby. I'm pretty close myself" How couldn't he be; she was so
small; so tight; so wonderful; and so vulnerable as she lay there, on her
back, gasping for breath with her smooth legs spread wide, exposing her
impaled pussy for his vulgar gaze. " I will cum, my little fuckdoll, but
not before I've fucked you like the bitch you are." Suddenly he turned her
over.
"Oh Daddy, you're so nasty. Go ahead. Fuck me like a dog. Is that what
you want? To fuck me like a bitch? 'Cause Daddy Dearest, I'm happy to
oblige."
Her words egged him on. And with her lying on her stomach, tippy-toes
barely reaching the floor, James shook her and the table with his savage
thrusts. "Ummphhh, ummphhh...," they both groaned repeatedly.
In one short evening, Cindy had learn to love being used by men. One in
particular: her father. "This is heaven," she thought as his penetrations
grew more violent. She was so close...so close...and each thrust brought
her closer. She felt her father's hands take hold of her wrists and pull
them behind her. Using them as leverage, he slammed into her with still
greater force.
Her thin flexible legs reached for purchase as James defiled his daughter
with ever-growing passion. He could see her glutes flexing in response to
his every violation. Her back and shoulders tensed in an identical rhythm
as he yanked on her arms with each jab. He especially enjoyed how her feet
where lifted inches from the carpet by their energetic love-making. He
released her wrists and took hold of her long blonde ponytail. Now this is
more like it. Ramming into her with all the strength he could muster, he
pulled her head back in time to his thrusts. With his free hand, he spanked
her irresistible ass. "Enjoying the ride?," he asked his daughter. Even
her toned body's gorgeous ass quivered under his assault. He felt his
temperature rising; his eyes glued to her felonious butt. He wasn't
completely aware of what he was doing as he took the hand he'd been using to
spank his daughter's ass and slid its index finger into her pussy, alongside
his cock. He didn't notice her toes and fingers curl.at the intrusion.
Her father never ceased to amaze. "Ummmmm, what are you doing to me?,"
Cindy squirmed happily.
Encouraged by the favorable response, James continued to fuck her with
finger and cock.
"Oh fuck, Dad, I'm almost there." Nubile cheerleader Cindy began a special
cheer which she synchronized to both her father's cock and invading finger,
and his incessant pulls on her cute ponytail. "1-2-3-4, I'm my daddy's
little whore..."
Now it was James' turn to be surprised. The little cheer his baby had begun
to chant was going push him over the edge. Man, oh man, if she'd had her
uniform on he'd have blown it long ago.
"5-6-7-8, my little pussy he can dominate. Ohhhhhh, Daddy," she moaned.
On the brink of exploding, and so turned on by his sexy daughter's rhyme,
James removed his slippery from Cindy's pussy and wormed it into her
pristine ass. Her little puckered asshole looked so hot as it did its best
to cope with his unexpected violation. "How heavenly would it feel to fuck
my cock into that tiny little hole?," he thought wickedly.
"Ummmph, God, cum in me, Daddy. Cum hard. Yeah, ohhhhh, poke that finger
deep into my ass," she pleaded. "1-2-3-4, my ass can always take some
more..."
Oh hell, James knew he was done when she began another cheer.
"5-6-7-8, all my holes he can penetrate," Cindy cheered, driven wild by the
cock pounding into her overmatched pussy and the commanding finger breaching
the entrance to her teenage ass. The 15 year old was disoriented, on the
brink of the most powerful orgasm she's ever experienced.
Aroused by her cheer, James slammed into Cindy as hard as he could. About
to explode, he announced, "I'm gonna cum, Baby." Meanwhile, remorselessly
he forced a second finger into his unsuspecting daughter's already
overwhelmed asshole.
"Awwwwwwwwww, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhh, daddddeeeeeeee." Cindy almost fainted as
her anus did its best to accommodate the additional digit. But goddamn it,
it felt good. "Ohhh Daddy, I'm gonna cum," she let him know.
"Me too, Baby. Me too." James fucked into her...HARD. His fingers still
working her butt, and with his left hand firmly tugging at her hair, Cindy
began to cum.
Cindy had never felt anything like this before. Her entire body stiffened,
and for one scary moment, she thought she wouldn't be able to breath, ever
again. Every muscle in her fit body screamed in sweet agony as she came all
over her father's dick.
As her orgasm subsided, her head was pulled back painfully. Then she felt
it: Her daddy's sweet, warm cream began to shoot into her cunny. Her upper
body had just been brutally lifted off of the table by her ponytail when she
went over the edge again. The spasms of her father's dick had induced yet
another orgasm. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhh, fuuuuuuucckkkkkkk,
Jeeeeesussssss, she babbled incoherently as she pounded her fists into the
table.
James was cumming in his baby, coating her womb with his semen. Looking
down, he could see some of it overflowing; there just wasn't enough room
left inside her. He penetrated deeply, one last time, before letting go of
her hair, withdrawing his fingers from her ass, and resting against her
collapsed, exhausted, prone form. He lay on her back...for a while. His
softening cock still within her.
Cindy was only half conscious, but fully happy. She couldn't wait to tell
Susie all about this magical night. "Daddy, that was wonderful," she
slurred. I guess I'm not such a bad magician, huh? After all, I did make
your cock disappear, didn't I?
"You sure did, Sweety, and a couple of fingers too," he agreed. Feeling
his cock slide out of her messy pussy, he knew that more of his cum would
seep from her, and run down her legs. Kissing his daughters neck, he asked
her, "Are you hungry, Sweety?"
"You bet," she confirmed.
"Me too." James sat on the nearest chair and reached for his twice
forgotten steak. Tearing off a chunk with his bare hands, he ran it up the
length of the cum-trail on his daughter's inner thigh. When it was
well-coated, he brought it to her waiting lips. "Open wide, Angel."
"Delicious! I've never tasted better." Her tongue wiped at her lips in
exaggerated delight, "Yummy!"
Tearing of another piece of the beef steak, he again brought it to her
thoroughly-fucked pussy.
"You're so nasty, Daddy," she scolded him, mockingly, as she rubbed her
pussy against the steak.
Then James went one further and partially inserted the meat into her
finger-fucked ass, teasing her anus with the meat.
Cindy opened her mouth wide and chowed down on the best steak she'd ever
tasted. "You gotta have some too."
Pushing the plate away, the slab of beef dangling from one hand, James said,
"Here, come on up and sit on the table, right here in front of me."
Still bent over the table, Cindy knew what her father had in mind.
Immediately she rose and placed herself where he'd indicated. Her tender
pussy was now in his face, and the underside of her knees rested on his
shoulders as he lay the steak across her tummy. He tore a chunk of sirloin
and used it to massage her sensitive clit. "Ohh, that feels so nice, Daddy,
" she said as he pushed the morsel into her hairless slit. It emerged
glistening in their juices. This time, he was the one to feed greedily.
"Daddy, I love this steak almost as much as I like watching you eat me."
She winked.
"I know what you mean. By the way, Sweety, when we finish our 'meal,' I
need you to unlock this other cuff."
"Whatever," Cindy moaned dreamily as her father marinated another scrap in
her still-tight, sloppy, and always-available teen pussy.
End of Part 2/?
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07-20-2004 02:34 PM
amgul
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Thanks fpr wonderful story......................Do not end it Have part
3 also....thanks again
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07-20-2004 03:04 PM
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Thanks
Thanks lucifrix1, if it is as good as the others you have posted this
will be GOOD!!!
Huggs and Kisses
I love you MORER Punkin
We will always be together in enternal love!
shared soul,shared minds,shared love!
Lovers for all of time and space
Even in heaven we shall go hand in hand.
smoooooooooooooch!!
Alison's Lil Loli Wife, Alison's Soul-Mate
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all you have, and be loved as you are.
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07-21-2004 01:57 AM
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part 3
you should have part 3 with the girlfriend too it so good!!!!!!!!!!
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07-21-2004 07:10 AM
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I wish I had a daughter like that. I cannot wait forr part three.