The onset of puberty invariably brings with it the dawning awareness of sexuality, of a child's inherent masculinity or femininity, and the struggle to put that sexuality into proper perspective.
For some, the transition occurs with relative ease. For others the change is marked by tension and anxiety, and a growing awareness that their world is changing much faster than they would like.
For the young girl in this book the initiation into the world of sexuality is full of frustration and fear. Eager to explore the bounds of her femininity, she becomes a source of pleasure for the people in her family.
SPREAD 'EM, DAUGHTER!-the story of a young girl's struggle to make her own, very personal transition into adulthood. Her story is a reminder of the pitfalls standing in the way of those growing up. It is a lesson for society.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Christy tiptoed down the dark hall toward her father's bedroom. She had just awakened from another one of her disturbing dreams. And she didn't want to sleep alone.
She crept past her older sister's bedroom. The door was closed and it was dark under it. Jill was asleep too. Christy was glad of that.
Their mother was out of town visiting Aunt Mindy. And Christy knew that her father was sleeping in his big double bed alone tonight.
She reached her father's bedroom door, stopping to smooth her hands down the front of her short pink nightie. The soft cotton cloth of her nightie clung to the lean curves of her young body. And she lingered with her hands down near her virgin cunt.
She twisted the doorknob and silently opened the door. The tingling feelings in her pussy increased as she neared the bed. She sighed, standing near the edge of her father's bed.
Ross Moore was sleeping in his usual sound sleep, totally unaware that his youngest daughter was staring at him.
Christy's tender young pussy tingled when she leaned over him and deftly put one bare foot up on the cool sheets of the bed. She eyed the curves of his body beneath the rumpled sheet. And her eyes stared on the distinctive outline of her father's long thick cock.
Christy cleared her throat nervously. "Daddy? Can I sleep with you tonight? I had a bad dream, Daddy. And I'm scared."
Ross mumbled something that Christy didn't understand. But she decided that he meant yes. Christy went back and shut the door. She hesitated a moment, then locked it. She quietly tiptoed back and got into her father's bed.
"Thank you, Daddy," she said, cuddling up against him. "I remembered when I used to have nightmares, you and Mommy always let me come in here to sleep. Remember?"
He mumbled again, waving an arm across his body weakly. The movement dragged the cool white sheets with it. And Christy noticed that part of one thigh was exposed.
She realized with a blush that her father was sleeping naked. She traced the outline of his cock again. And now she could see down under the sheet. There was enough moonlight coming through the bedroom curtains for her to see clearly.
She sighed, and timidly reached out for her father's cock. She was afraid to touch it. But she took hold of the sheet carefully between two fingers and slowly pulled it down.
As Ross Moore's big thick prick came into view, Christy's blue eyes widened. The tingling in her pussy came upon her in a wave. And she pulled the sheet down farther. And then farther.
Inch after inch of his big cock appeared. Christy looked at his big hairy balls. When the sheet got stuck on his big round cockhead, she tugged it free, making his naked prick flop out of the way.
Daddy's cock looked like it was sleeping too. And Christy decided that it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. She let her eyes roam up and down the full length of her father's prick. She had to feel it.
She looked down and slowly brushed the warm skin of his cock with one hand. She gasped again. His cock twisted from its bent position into a straighter one, the knob-shaped cockhead feeling as if it was staring at her with its teardrop-shaped eye.
Christy tingled. She suppressed an excited giggle. Then she touched her father's prick again. This time she left her hand on it. And she could feel it swell even as she pressed her fingers into the hardening flesh.
Christy carefully wrapped the fingers of one hand around his cock. She pulled gently on it, watching the tightening skin slide on the meat of his cock.
She drew her hand away when his cockhead seemed to jump.
Ross moaned. He rolled from his side to lay spread-eagled on his back. He began to snore softly.
Christy carefully reached for his cock, feeling gooseflesh on her arms and thighs when her fingertips made contact.
He moved his hips. And then again.
Christy got her fingers around his cock, and she held it up. She was amazed at the sheer size of his cock. And then she noticed that it was growing.
Christy held his prick gently as she felt his body move. His hips rocked again, and his cock moved up and down in her hand. She watched the big cockhead become more and more bloated until it looked like a big purple balloon.
She breathed faster. She glanced up to her father's face. She saw that he was fast asleep, his eyes moving rapidly under his lids.
When she looked back down to his cock, she gasped, putting her hand over her mouth. His prick was even bigger! And it was throbbing in her hand.
Christy slid down closer to her father's wonderful stiff prick. She put both hands on it, sighing with the beauty of it. She peeked down between his spread thighs and gazed at his balls. And while she watched, those big balls drew up.
His hips rocked.
Christy held his cock and watched it move up and down-and the tingling in her pussy made her moan.
She squeezed his cock with both hands.
Ross sighed and stretched his body on the big double bed.
She picked up the jerking rhythm of his hips and used her hands the same way, rubbing up and down his prick.
Her father moaned.
Christy shot a glance to his face. His head was turning slowly from side to side on the pillow.
Christy decided that her father must enjoy the way she stroked his big beautiful prick. So she did it faster, sliding the tight skin of his prick against the hard cockmeat under it. She watched his heavy cum-filled balls rock up and down to the same rhythm as her hands. His throbbing cockshaft in her hands moved faster too.
Ross's hips were working as if he was fucking in his sleep. And his huge stiff prick twitched and hardened even more. His little daughter happily pumped her hands up and down, loving the way he moaned and moved.
Christy licked her lips. She didn't know why-but she had an undeniable urge to put her mouth on Daddy's big cock. She dimly remembered something that Jill had told her once. About boys shoving their nasty pricks into any hole that they could find. And Christy could think of several holes that Daddy could put his huge cock into.
Before she could stop herself, she had leaned over and planted a soft wet kiss on her father's swollen purple cockhead. She thrilled to the taste, and immediately kissed his cockhead again.
Ross moaned in his sleep.
She couldn't take her mouth off his cock. She kissed all around the cockhead, then up and down the pulsing column of his prick. She nuzzled his musty balls and pressed her cheeks against his spit-slick cock.
She moaned, exploring every inch of his cockshaft. Her hands were always moving, squeezing and sliding up and down.
Her father moaned loudly. His body tensed under her pumping hands. His hips gyrated and ground in wide circles that made his daughter grip his cock tighter just to keep it from moving away from her eager young mouth.
Christy couldn't stop. She loved kissing Daddy's big cock too much to stop now-she wanted to suck his huge cock with her mouth forever.
Ross's body was shining with sweat. He jerked his hips, thrusting his prick again and again.
"Oh!" he said, startling Christy. "Oh-suck! Suck it!"
And then he writhed on the bed, gasping in his sleep.
Christy immediately opened her mouth and sucked the big round tip of Daddy's cockhead. Her lips stretched out around the flare of his prickhead, but she could only fit about half of it into her mouth.
But she sucked. Just as Daddy had said. She could feel the blunt tip of his cockhead sliding in and out between her lips as she sucked in strong intervals.
Then his body moved more violently. He groaned in a long rising note.
Christy wondered for a moment if she was hurting him, but when she saw the wide smile on his face, she knew that Daddy wanted her to suck his cock.
Christy forced her mouth to swallow more of his cockhead. She stretched her lips farther and pushed her head down. Finally she gave up. Daddy's cock was just too big to fit in her mouth.
But she sucked all she could, her hands smearing her saliva all over his prick and his straining balls.
He moaned again-an octave higher.
Christy was startled by his sudden movement, even before his cock gushed something hot and sticky into her mouth. She squealed in shock and took her mouth off the tip of his gushing cockhead. Then another thick stream of cum shot out of his prick and splattered Christy's wide-eyed face.
She was still stroking and rubbing her father's cum-slippery cock. As the next blast of white stuff gushed from his cum-hole, she aimed it away from her. She watched the thin ribbon of cum arc from his swollen cockhead and into the air.
"Oh! Oh! Oh-my God!" he gasped, sitting bolt upright in bed.
Ross shook his head, blinking hard twice.
Christy watched as another thick stream of cum bubbled out of his huge stiff cock. She wiped her face on it, smearing her cheeks and lips.
"Look, Daddy," she said happily. "Look what I did-all by myself!" "Oh! Oh, my God!"
Christy saw his expression. It reminded her of the expression on his face when he would accidentally walk in on her in the bathroom. Or when she had asked him about his video cabinet that was always locked up.
But now, as he watched her cum-smeared face, his eyes spoke of shock and anger and something else that made Christy's tight little pussy tingle.
She gripped his cock with both hands, holding it possessively as her father shook the sleep from his eyes and stared mutely at her.
Christy licked cum off his cock. "Daddy's special candy. My favorite."
Ross stole a quick look to his bedroom door. Then he looked back at Christy. He smiled. It was the kind of smile that gave Christy shivers.
"Take your clothes off, honey. Show Daddy what a big girl you are."
Ross put his hands behind his head, sighing.
Christy blushed. She was so excited that she tore one strap of her teddy when she took it off.
She could feel an urge in her virgin cunt. She had to giggle when she felt a spark in her pussy. She put her hands over her pantied cunt and looked at Ross with a sexy little grin.
She pulled her panties down. Her blush spread from her hot cheeks to her neck and onto the peaked slopes of her naked tits.
She posed for him, arching her back to show him her hairless young pussy. Her cunt was pink and tight, and it tingled more than ever when her father stared at it.
She glanced down at his cock. She just had to touch it again. His cock was huge and throbbing, as stiff as when it had gushed cum. Christy moaned, then she reached for it.
Ross gasped, letting his youngest daughter rub and squeeze his hard prick as if it was her new favorite toy.
"It's so big! Your-" "My cock."
"Cock," she repeated, blushing in the semi-darkness.
"You sucked my cock," he said, raising one eyebrow. "So now I'm going to give you a reward."
"Really?" Christy clapped her hands. Her peaked tits jiggled. And the itch in her tight pussy was so strong that Christy had to rub her lean thighs together.
"Really," he said. "Come up here."
Christy hopped up on the bed. She let him guide one long supple leg over his hairy chest. She straddled him, giggling excitedly.
She tried to keep quiet. But she let out a sharp cry of shock when her father leaned forward and touched his lips to the tight pink mouth of her virgin pussy.
She bit her lip to keep silent, gripping the padded headboard of his bed.
Ross delicately licked the tight folds of Christy's cunt.
She shivered, gripping the headboard until her knuckles went white. She looked down and watched him as he licked up and down her little pussy.
It felt so wonderful that Christy didn't think she could keep from screaming.
Her father's tongue did amazing things. It wiped and poked and drew circles in her tight pussy. She brought her knees up near his shoulders and lowered her cunt onto his face.
Ross moaned as his hands gripped the firm little cheeks of her ass. He held her steady as his tongue did more things to her pussy.
She sucked in a lungful of air when her father's talented tongue dipped even deeper into her tiny fuck-hole.
He pried open the tight cunt-lips, sliding his tongue between the smooth pink folds into her cunt.
Christy moaned. It felt so good.
Ross's hands tightened their grips on her ass. She arched her body to roll her ass back while she left her baby-bare cunt on his face.
The motions evoked another eager moan from the young blonde virgin. Every time her father rocked her ass up and down, his tongue would stir the opposite way in her pussy. And soon Christy had picked up the tempo of his hands and tongue, humping her cunt on Daddy's face.
Ross licked and licked until his daughter was moaning and thrashing on his face.
Christy wriggled uncontrollably as his hands gripped the high round cheeks of her ass until his fingers sank into the firm pale flesh.
She couldn't believe the feelings raging in her young pussy. She was gasping in time to the motions of his tongue, and then she had to breathe even faster. She felt like she was drowning in pleasure.
Her clit felt like a high-voltage wire. She shivered, clenching her teeth and clamping her eyes shut. She pushed her cunt down against his wonderful mouth-and she came for the first time.
Christy thought she would faint. She gasped, and her head snapped back so fast that her long blonde hair lashed her back. She rattled the headboard, spasming like a leaf in a storm.
She came on his face, her whole body on fire. And Ross's tongue and lips kept her cumming as she fed her cunt to his mouth.
CHAPTER TWO
Christy lost all track of time.
She kept cumming until she dropped like a rock. Then she let herself bask, jerking occasionally with a rush.
Ross stared at his naked, sweat-slick daughter.
She met his gaze and managed to give him a weak smile. Then she looked down at his cock. It was huge and throbbing.
As she watched, he reached down and took a firm grip on his cockshaft.
"Oh, Daddy!" she moaned.
She began to crawl weakly over the sheets toward his big beautiful cock.
"Make it nice and wet with your mouth, honey," Ross said. "So it will be slippery for your little pussy."
He looked down at her bare cunt.
Christy followed his gaze. She looked at her wet-mouthed pussy. The tight pink lips were pushing open, swollen and red. And she thought about Daddy putting all that cock into her tiny fuck-hole.
She looked back at his face, unsure that she could do it. "Will it hurt?"
"For a minute." Then he grinned. "When Daddy's big prick pops your little cherry so it can slide way up your nice tight cunt." She giggled. She felt an urge to see Daddy's cock disappear into her tight hairless pussy. She wanted to jump up on top of him and force every inch of his prick up inside of her cunt right that minute.
But she did as she was told. She moved to lick his cock all over and make it wet. And after she had started to cover his cock with her warm spit, she decided that anything she could do for Daddy's cock was fun.
So she put all her attention to her cock-licking. She held herself up with her arms straight and her hands palms-down on the bed. She got her knees under her.
Ross held his prick up with one hand. His fingers gripped his cock down near the hairy root. Christy could see that he held it so tight that the dark-red cockmeat was bloating and stiffening even more.
She painted her slippery spit on his big cock happily. Then her mouth went dry with anticipation of her promised fuck.
She wanted to lick around the big helmet-shaped cockhead. So she moved up and swirled warm saliva over the huge purple knob. As her tongue wiped and scraped, she felt her father's hand come up between her legs and tickle her pussy.
She gasped, then she licked it faster.
She gasped again when Daddy's finger tickled the tiny pearl-like bud of her clit. It was like pushing a button that made the young blonde go wild. And the more he tickled the tiny pink button, the more Christy licked and kissed and sucked her father's huge cockhead.
Soon she was nibbling and chewing, gasping hot breath on his cock. Her body moved, and she rocked on her knees as she mouthed the bloated head of his cock.
She tongued up and down his cockshaft. She even licked and kissed his hand.
When his cock was shiny and wet, gooey with drips of spit running down the whole iron-hard length, Ross moved away.
He knelt on the bed. He took another look toward the door. He and his daughter both knew that Jill was sleeping just across the hall.
Christy looked at his huge wet cock. She moved to lick it again.
"Roll over," he said quietly. "Put your pussy right here."
He pointed down on the bed between his knees-directly beneath his throbbing prick.
Christy felt her pulse race as she scrambled to obey. She rolled over and scooted down until her baby-bare pussy was inches away from his stiff cock. She rose up on her elbows to watch, an excited look on her face.
Ross braced himself and then took his prick in one hand. He gripped the long thick shaft of his cock to point it toward the pink lips of Christy's willing young pussy.
When the blunt tip of his huge cockhead touched the tender flesh of her pussy, she gasped. But she forced her knees farther apart, and got ready for her first fuck.
Then he pushed.
She gasped louder. "It's too big, Daddy! My pussy isn't-"
"Shhh."
Her father stirred his cockhead in his daughter's pussy-mouth like a spoon stirring soft pudding. He wiped the tight pink lips with his cock. Then he stretched them slowly, a little bit at a time.
Christy watched the big purple cockhead tease and tickle her tiny cunt-hole. She moved her pussy to the insistent workings of his cock.
She felt her tight cunt-lips being pried farther open.
Ross used his cockhead like a wedge, digging gently and stretching Christy's pussy enough to get the tip inside.
She moaned, raising her ass off the bed. The pressure forced her cunt open even more.
Then she watched Daddy's cockhead wedge between her cunt-lips, and she pushed up again.
Ross moved his prick forward at the same instant.
Christy let out an amazed cry when her father's firm cockhead slipped deeper.
He waited. His daughter braced herself for more. She bit her lip and pushed her ass up. Her pussy worked its way slowly up around his cock until she watched her cunt swallow it whole.
She lay back and let out a triumphant sigh. She could feel the tight mouth of her pussy being stretched around Daddy's throbbing cockshaft. Her cunt gripped the rim of his cockhead, holding it firmly.
She rose up on her elbows again, then gasped in shock when she saw her smooth pink cunt being fucked by her father's thick cockshaft.
"I did it, Daddy! I-oh!"
Ross shoved his cock in, and Christy felt a sudden stinging sensation. She felt his cock push again. It was as if her cunt was resisting with all its strength.
"Oh, wait, Daddy! Please! It hurts, Daddy-oh! Oh! Oh!"
Her father forced his huge cock with more and more pressure.
Christy cried out, as her cunt got another inch of Daddy's thick cock.
Christy's next breath shuddered out in amazement. Her father pushed again, and more of his cock filled her willing pussy.
Christy wanted more. His prick seemed to be sliding into her cunt like a fist into a rubber glove. She could feel her virgin pussy enveloping his prick.
Christy rocked back and forth. The sudden movements of her pussy made him gasp. She fell back to the bed, and she grabbed her legs behind her knees.
She felt more and more of Daddy's cock invade her pussy, and she loved every huge thick inch of it.
Soon it felt like his prick was in her belly. She kept her legs apart as far as she could, and she flexed the strong muscles in her pussy when she moved.
She heard her father gasp. She felt his cock swell in response. So she concentrated on using those muscles, and she squeezed her cunt on his hard prick again.
Ross hissed. His cock moved forward, pushing against the increased tightness of her cunt.
Christy used her cunt like a baby's sucking mouth, flexing in intervals on his wonderful prick.
"Easy, baby," he gasped. "Wait until I have my cock all the way in."
Then he shoved a little bit more up her cunt.
"Oh-okay, Daddy," she gasped. And she watched more cock disappear. "I want all your-oh! Your cock inside me!"
"Shhh!"
"I'm sorry, Daddy," she whispered.
When Ross wedged more of his cock in her willing young fuck-hole, she held her back rigid and watched the last few inches of her father's huge prick enter the glove-tight channel of her pussy.
She wiggled her ass, working the tightly stretched mouth of her pussy up even farther. She felt his cockhead plow deeper than ever into her cunt.
Then he put more and more of his body weight behind his prick.
Christy felt her father's hairy balls tickle the overstretched crack of her ass. She giggled. Then her cunt clamped down on his prick tighter.
Ross gasped.
Christy could see beads of sweat shining on his hairy chest. And when she looked up at his face and met his dark eyes, he pushed the last of his cock into her overstretched pussy. Christy's eyes widened when she felt his hairy balls come to rest on her asshole. When she felt his hairy lower stomach press into the smooth pink flesh of her belly, she raised her head and looked.
"Oh, Daddy!" she gasped. "I did it! I took your whole big-" "Shhhh!" He gave her a serious look. "I could cum right now, your sweet little cunt feels so good."
Christy giggled again, and she flexed her pussy and watched his eyes widen.
"But I'm gonna fuck you, baby," he said in rasping tones. "I want your first fuck to be something you'll never forget."
Ross started to move his cock in and out. Christy couldn't believe how good it felt. She let go of her legs and kicked them up, gasping when the movement made her cunt squeeze his cock even tighter.
Her father continued to fuck in shallow strokes, just enough so that Christy could feel how her cunt sucked at his huge cock, trying to hold it inside.
She realized that her cunt was wetter than before. She wondered if all that slippery stuff was from Daddy's cock, then she felt a fresh wave of her own hot cunt-juice flood from her guts and bathe his prick.
Christy moaned. Now that her tight pussy was so slippery, her father was fucking in longer strokes.
Christy looked down. She could see his body rising and falling. She could see his prick, fucking her cunt.
She started to move her ass to the rhythm of his wonderful cock. And before she knew it, she was fucking as if she had been fucking all her life.
She brought her legs up and wrapped them around her father's strong back.
He leaned down, watching her open-mouthed face as he fucked her faster.
"Oh!" she cried out. "Oh, wow! Fuck me! Fuck!"
She launched into a sudden flurry of movement. Her ass seemed to switch on like a machine. But she couldn't stop crying out in pleasure.
Her father put his hand over her mouth.
Christy's eyes widened. She cried out again, but the sound was muffled.
And at the same time, Ross fucked her harder.
Christy's cries were beyond her control. But she knew the sound was muffled.
She stared up at him, crying out as his cock speeded up even more. She felt his fuck-strokes lengthen.
Christy's hands came up and she gripped her father's broad shoulders. Her whole body writhed and wriggled under him as his cock continued to plunge into her pussy with even more power.
She bit her lips as she felt a sudden rush coming from deep in her cunt. She accidentally bit his hand-but Ross just kept fucking.
She couldn't stop moving her ass up and down. She timed the quick thrusts to the tempo of his cock, then she picked up a grinding counter-rhythm that made both of them gasp.
She moved so that every stroke of her father's prick was extended. The depth of his fucking made Christy cry out louder.
"That's it, baby!" he gasped. "Fuck Daddy nice! Just like that!"
His cock moved faster. And she speeded up to match him.
They fucked harder and faster. Christy's pussy seemed to be getting hotter and wetter, more accustomed to the incredible size of Daddy's wonderful cock.
She panted hot breath on his hand, settling into a grinding pace like a long-distance runner. She gripped his shoulders tighter. She brought her knees down and tucked them under him- and the added pressure on his cock made Ross groan.
He pumped more energy into his fucking.
Christy could hear the wet squishy sounds that her pussy made as it fucked up and down his prick.
He held his hand over her mouth, holding up his fucking body with his other well-muscled arm. He was staring down at Christy's wide-eyed face as his cock slid tightly in and out of her willing pussy.
His fuck-strokes lengthened until Christy knew she had to be taking more than half of his prick with every gut-wrenching thrust. She forced her ass up off the bed, grunting with the sudden pain of overstuffing her pussy.
Ross skillfully slipped more and more of his cock into his daughter's overstretched cunt.
Christy felt the last shreds of self-control fade away as her father's cock hammered her pussy deeper than ever. She writhed as if she was being tortured, twisting and flexing her cunt as she fucked.
Ross's breath gushed out in time to his hard cock-thrusts. He let his daughter chew and lick his hand as he drove his prick even farther into her tight pussy.
When Christy came, she saw stars. She screamed, and even his hand couldn't stop the sound from filling the room.
Her spasming cunt leaked so much hot juice that for a moment Christy thought she was pissing on his prick. She could feel the warm sweet cum leaking from her cunt, like water leaking from a sponge.
Her strong young cunt snapped tight with such amazing pressure that her gripped pussy pulled on Ross's cock.
But her father kept fucking like he would never stop.
Christy felt another gut-grinding charge building up, sending a lightening bolt up her spine to light up her amazed brain.
She kept cumming, screaming and clawing his shoulders. Her legs kicked up as he rammed his prick so far up her fuck-hole.
Her eyes clamped tight. She let out a long wavering cry and came in a rush.
Ross shoved his prick far inside her pussy and held it there.
Christy froze in a back-bending pose under him, cumming in a sudden series of machine-gun bursts. She thrashed and beat his back. She couldn't stop cumming.
Then she heard a loud grunt.
She sucked in air as her father's cock slipped up and out of her gripping cunt-hole. Her ass rose up, but in one quick movement, his cock popped free.
Christy writhed, out of control. Even with her cunt empty, she was still cumming. Her pussy flexed and juiced, and she moaned out loud.
She felt his huge slippery prick gouge into her flat little tummy.
Ross grunted again. His cock rubbed hard on her writhing belly.
Then Christy felt it-a sudden flood of hot cum.
Her father stroked his prick, his gushing cockhead sliding between their bodies as it spewed the thick stuff. Then he slid back and up again, grunting as another sticky blast splashed her pale skin.
She jerked with a rush, moving to coax more of the wonderful stuff from his amazing prick. And she got it. In a strong blast that made her shiver.
She came again from the feel of Daddy's cum on her body, from the way he was grinding his cock on her firm flesh. She reached his prick. She rubbed it excitedly, smearing cum all over her hands. She couldn't stop moving her body against him.
Christy gasped when his hand came away from her mouth. She felt the last of his cum ooze from his prick onto her heaving tummy.
She lay under him, panting. She felt like the luckiest daughter in the whole wide world.
CHAPTER THREE
Christy's favorite part of her new feelings for Daddy was the way they both kept it a secret from her sister.
All the next day, the three of them were together in the big suburban house. And at no time did Jill know that Christy was grinning because of her hot memory of Daddy's pussy-stretching prick.
Jill and Christy shared their chores. They cooked dinner for their father. And Christy hummed happily to herself, enjoying her wonderful secret.
That night, when it was time for Christy to go to bed, she kissed Daddy goodnight. With her head turned so that Jill couldn't see, she licked her tongue out, rising up on tiptoe. And Ross sucked her tongue for a moment before he pushed her gently away.
She begged him with her eyes for a fuck. But she knew that her willing mouth and cock-hungry pussy would have to wait.
She climbed the stairs to her room. She shut the bedroom door and went and sat on the edge of her bed.
Her tight pussy needed a fuck from Daddy's cock.
But she set her jaw and told herself that she would have to be a good little girl and wait.
She got ready for bed, ignoring the strong tingling feelings in her pussy. She daydreamed of fucking Daddy. Soon she was asleep, still seeing his big beautiful cock in her dreams.
In her dreams, she did everything for Daddy. She got up on top of him and fucked him until he cried out for mercy. She sucked cum into her mouth. And while she fucked and sucked she said lots of hot nasty things to Daddy.
Christy then dreamed that her father was shaking her in his hands.
Then suddenly she was awake-and it was Jill who was shaking her shoulders.
Christy stared up at her older sister in shock.
"What's the matter?" Christy asked, rubbing a sleepy eye. She looked at the brightly lit numerals of the clock. It was late.
Jill sat on Christy's bed, scowling. "I'll tell you what's the matter."
Christy looked confused.
"And don't give me that damn innocent look." Jill crossed her arms in front of her.
Christy wondered if her sister was showing off her tits again. Christy hated that.
"Jill, I was sound asleep. Why did you wake me?"
"I've been listening to your dream-talk for almost a half hour," Jill said, her eyes full of condemnation. "I head you from the hall. And then I caught a few words that made me come in here to make sure you're all right."
Christy didn't say anything. She didn't care. Jill was always getting to the bottom of everything Christy had ever tried to hide. But the younger girl made up her mind that Jill wasn't going to get anything out of her this time.
"I don't know what you're talking about. I don't even-" Christy's words died in her throat when she saw Jill raise her hand.
In her older sister's long-nailed hand was the small portable tape recorder that their father had bought her so that Jill could tape school lectures.
And while Christy frowned, she heard her own voice on the tape.
Jill gave her a level stare.
The tape recorder went on and on.
The more Christy listened, the more she knew her secret was out. Then she started to get embarrassed.
"Oh, Daddy," said the tinny speaker on the front of the recorder. "I'm your cock-hungry baby-I'm your hot fucking bitch! Oh! Oh!"
Christy cursed under her breath and made a grab for the little machine.
But Jill snatched it away, grinning and barking a laugh. She clicked it off.
"Wait until Mommy hears this," Jill said, tempting her to grab it again.
Christy's eyes began to fill with tears. She stuck her lower lip out, refusing to beg.
"Admit it," Jill said. "Say it. And then maybe I won't tell Mom. Or the school." Then she grinned at Christy's panicked face. "Or the church." The young blonde burst into tears, her eyes full of hate. "Admit it!"
"Oh. Okay," Christy said, broken by Jill's horrible threat. "I did."
"You did what?" Jill asked, giving Christy a shit-eating grin.
"I want-I had a dream, and I was scared. And I used to always go to-" "Did you fuck him?" Jill's eyes were lit strangely. Her free hand unconsciously gripped a handful of Christy's flowered bed sheet.
Christy brought her knees up under the covers. She stared at her hands with a lost look on her face.
"Yes," she said.
When Christy looked up, she expected to see Jill's high-cheekboned face gloating in triumph. But the first thing the younger girl noticed was that Jill's face was flushed red. And her breath was uneven. And then Christy saw that Jill's nipples were poking stiffly through her white blouse.
"What was it like?"
Christy smiled when she saw the excited look on her sister's face.
They stared at each other for a moment. Then Christy understood. She began to tell Jill what had happened.
Jill's tits rose and fell with her quickening breath.
"-I was so sure that it was too big," Christy was saying. "But Daddy took a long time, and he fit it all in."
"And then he started to move up and down?" Jill asked, her breath rasping.
"Oh, yes! First, just a little bit. But after a while, I looked down-and almost all of Daddy's cock was sliding in."
"Oh, no!" Jill exclaimed. "Shut the fuck up! I can't take any more!"
Then Jill looked at her sister with the look that told Christy that it would do her no good to argue.
Jill smiled. "We are both going to fuck Daddy tonight, kid."
Christy gasped in growing shock. But it it occurred to the young blonde that sharing Daddy was a good idea.
She glanced at the tape recorder in Jill's hand. And then she looked back to the hot-eyed stare she was getting. She sighed.
Christy listened to Jill's improvised plan, nodding and smiling when she imagined her father's face when Jill joined them in Daddy's big bed. Christy felt a pang of jealousy when Jill started to tell her what she planned to do to Daddy's cock. But Christy reminded herself that if she didn't share, it would be far worse for everyone.
So she agreed to everything. Then Jill hurriedly left her sister's bedroom to get ready.
Christy watched her clock. When the time came, she got slowly and quietly out of bed and made her way to Daddy's room.
For a moment she almost cracked Jill's door to see what the older girl looked like. But she did as was agreed, opening her father's door and stepping silently inside. She shut it behind her, but didn't lock it.
The room was dark as usual.
Christy heard her father's deep breathing. Then she saw the lit end of his cigarette. She cleared her throat nervously.
"Christy?"
"Uh-huh," she answered, coming closer. As she neared the bed, her eyes became more accustomed to the dimness. Then she stopped.
Her father was lying in bed naked and on top of the covers. She could see the outline of his huge stiff cock.
"I've been waiting for you."
Christy moved onto the bed without taking her eyes off his prick. She watched his cock as she crawled to him and then it was in her hands.
"I've been waiting too," she said, squeezing his prick.
She lowered her head and opened her mouth. She loved the taste of his cock. And she loved the way it swelled and throbbed when she licked it.
So without another word the young blonde used her lips and her tongue to please Daddy's cock. She didn't want to waste any time, because she knew that soon Jill would sneak in and join her.
She licked Daddy's prick, gripping the whole thing possessively with her hands spaced apart.
She moaned in pleasure, and she could feel her moans sending shivers through Ross's huge cock.
She licked his long thick cock up near the big bloated head. And she tried not to grin. He was trying to keep her quiet for Jill's sake. And Christy thought that was funny.
She nodded, looking apologetic, then continued to lick and kiss his cock the way she loved so much.
As she wetted his whole big prick, she eyed the door. She thought she saw it open, but she wasn't sure. It was dark, and Christy could hardly see anything except the red glowing tip of her father's cigarette.
But suddenly the lamp on the table at her father's side snapped on. The bedroom was bright.
Christy looked up as Ross gasped. She felt his stiff cock jerk in her hands. And then he was still again.
"Hi, Daddy," Jill said.
Christy and Ross both just stared.
Jill was standing by the side of the bed, watching the way Christy still gripped their father's hard prick. She had a calm expression on her face. And Christy noticed that Jill had put on eye-shadow and mascara and lipstick.
The younger sister snorted angrily. And she noticed a lot more about Jill in the same instant that Ross did.
Jill's upthrust tits were cradled and held together by a cup-less bra. She wore a matching red satin garter belt. The red straps of the garter framed Jill's bare fuzzy cunt. And the younger girl couldn't help but take a good look at Jill's red puffy cunt-mouth.
Jill stood with her hot-looking pussy tilted up, with one hand on the flare of her hip. Her other hand traced the moist soft fur of her pussy. And father and sister watched her cunt.
"Hi," Ross answered, obviously shocked beyond further comment.
"Hi, Christy, baby," Jill said.
Christy gripped Daddy's big prick tighter. And she put her mouth on it hard. And she let Jill see how much she loved to kiss and lick it.
"She found out, Daddy," Christy said, sliding her lips off his prick, then pushing them back on again. "I had another dream."
But Christy noticed that their stiff-cocked father was staring at Jill's body. And it made Christy suck harder on his cock to get his attention.
Ross put a hand on Christy's head. Her lips pressed hard against his prick. And at the same time, his other hand reached out with his middle finger extended-pointing directly at Jill's thick-lipped cunt.
Christy watched Jill laugh and move so that her pussy was within reach of his finger. Then Jill played with her jutting tits while she let her father tickle her pussy.
Christy felt a stronger pang of jealousy.
Daddy was laughing, using his finger to tease Jill's wet cunt. She was standing by the bed, her thick-lipped pussy arched forward.
But she told herself that at least she had his cock. She put more energy into her hands and mouth. And she felt Daddy's huge reddened prick throb faster in her hands.
She saw his finger tickle deeper into Jill's pussy. And then she heard Jill's loud moan.
"Oh, Daddy!" Jill cried out. She squeezed her tits in her hands and started to fuck his finger by moving her hips. "Oh, yes, Daddy!"
Christy realized that there was no need to be quiet now. She moaned out loud as she licked and sucked his prick. With both hands gripping his thick cockshaft, she raised up and tried to fit his cockhead into her mouth as she had done the night before.
But it was no use. It was too big. But she used her lips to advantage, sliding them wetly over his whole big round cockhead, hoping Daddy liked it.
It was obvious to Christy that he liked the way Jill moved her pussy on his finger. She saw her father grin at Jill's hot sexy motions. And he wasn't even watching her suck his cock.
He was watching Jill's fingers sink into the soft flesh of her tits, watching the older girl's eager cunt move back and forth faster and faster on his extended finger.
Christy took her mouth from Daddy's prick with a huff. She got up and swung one leg over him. She lifted his stiff prick up straight with one hand, and he pressed her bare pussy against it.
"Fuck me again, Daddy," she said with a sidelong look at her sister. "Nice and hard-just like before."
Ross shot Christy a dark look. "Not yet."
Then he made room for Jill on the bed.
"Can I eat your big prick, Daddy dear?" Jill asked teasingly.
Then she got on the bed with her father's long finger still buried in her wet pussy. She lay down so her red-lipped mouth could reach Ross's huge cock. And she gave Christy a challenging stare as she added her own hungry lips to her sister's on his cock.
Christy moved with a cat-like grace, turning her lean young body so that Daddy could reach her tiny pussy too.
Ross laughed, then he snubbed out his cigarette and put his left hand on Christy's proffered cunt.
Christy made a loud noise when his finger pushed.
Both of his daughters licked and sucked his huge cock as if there was no tomorrow.
Jill's mouth was wide open and she used it to advantage. The older girl could wrap her mouth over more of his cock than Christy possibly could.
And though Christy wouldn't admit it, Jill's enthusiasm for cocksucking far outshone Christy's inexperienced style. Jill rose up and opened her mouth wide. Christy watched in awe as her sister swallowed their father's bloated cockhead all in one gulp.
Christy heard her father groan as Jill's mouth captured his huge cock. His finger wiggled faster in Christy's tight pussy. And the young blonde noticed that Jill's auburn-fuzzed cunt was also being stirred quicker.
Jill's wide-open mouth was gorging itself with more and more of her daddy's big prick.
Christy watched Jill eat cock until her own throat ached in sympathy. And all Christy could think of was to lick up and down his cockshaft while Jill sucked noisily on his cockhead.
Jill braced herself with her hands, one on the bed and one on Ross's strong thigh. She started to slide her mouth up and down. The next thing Christy knew-Daddy was moaning loudly, and his finger went wild in her own freshly popped pussy.
Christy groaned. She licked up and down his cock. She got down between his legs and scooped up his balls with one palm, licking them while she watched her older sister's head bob up and down on Daddy's prick.
JUl made urgent gasping sounds as she sucked his cock. Her tits bounced and jiggled with the snapping movements of her head.
Christy noticed that Daddy's face was all scrunched up-just like before when his cock gushed all that tasty white cum. So she licked and sucked his balls faster. Jill's mouth flew up and down even more of Daddy's wet shining prick.
Christy knew that Jill would never gobble up all the cum that would gush and gush. And she knew that some of it would drip down where she would be able to taste it.
She watched Jill's amazing cocksucking, sucking his big hairy balls.
CHAPTER FOUR
Christy jealously watched Jill's mouth swallow an amazing amount of Daddy's cock, over and over again. The older girl set up a grinding pace that made Ross's groans louder and louder.
And the more Jill slid her lips up and down, the more his fingers twisted and wiggled in their willing young pussies.
Jill's loud muffled gasps took on a new urgency. She started to suck even faster. She took her hand off his hard thigh and gripped his spit-slick cockshaft. Then she rubbed up and down in a brisk counter-rhythm to her tireless mouth.
Their father's hips jerked and thrust up into Jill's drooling mouth. Christy could hardly suck his balls. She held one between her lips, but the hairy pink skin stretched as he writhed under Jill's awesome mouth-fucking.
His finger shivered in Christy's pussy. The blonde noticed Daddy's whole body become rigid. He grunted like a gored bull-and Jill squealed a muffled sound, her throat working eagerly.
Christy stopped licking. She watched Jill suck and gulp in rapid succession, seeing her father's cock strain and flex, filling Jill's mouth with every drop of his delicious cum.
Christy pouted, rubbing one slippery cheek on his cock down near his balls. Jill's eager moans filled the room as she feasted on Daddy's cum.
He gasped as if he'd been shot. He jerked, trying to haul his cock away from his daughter's wild mouth.
But it was as if the taste of his cum had driven Jill crazy. She kept forcing her mouth to move far up and down his draining prick as fast as she could, following every evasive move he made.
Christy moved her ass on the bed, trying to get some action in her pussy from his finger. But she had to be content with the shallow fucking that her own movements produced.
Jill sucked and drank and moaned out loud while Daddy gasped even louder. The older girl's tightly clamped lips hadn't leaked a drop.
Christy felt another pang of jealousy.
Ross gasped for breath, his eyes wide as he watched his daughter's ravenous mouth continue to eat his drained prick. He tried again to pull away-and then both girls yelped when he pulled his fingers from their cunts.
Christy let out a disappointed groan. Now she had nothing except a hot and tingling pussy, and a frustrated cock-hungry mouth.
She barely noticed as her father reached down to pull Jill's wild mouth off his cock. She saw his prick bend like thick rubber as it fell wet and shiny to his lean body. And she knew there wasn't one drop of cum left for her. She gave his heavy prick a wistful stare.
Jill was almost laughing with quick-panting breaths. She wiped her lips with the back of her hand, then licked the jizz off. And she shot Christy a look that Christy didn't like at all.
"You got my pussy all hot with your finger, Daddy dear," Jill said, raising one knee to expose her moist puffy-lipped cunt. "And now baby wants to fuck. Please?"
Christy wanted to throw something at Jill. She moved her own bare pussy closer to Ross' body, raising one knee the same way that Jill was so that Daddy could see her tight little cunt.
But Ross seemed to only have eyes for Jill after her ball-draining cocksucking.
Christy watched Jill's hot-eyed looks and her father's proud smiles, and the young blonde closed her legs. She was forgotten.
Jill was moving her fuzzy fuck-hole with her legs spread wide. She rocked her ass on the bed, begging her father for a nice fast fuck.
Then Christy noticed his cock strength. It was straightening out. And thickening, again.
Christy almost got up to leave. She couldn't handle much more of this. Jill and Daddy were talking nasty and warming up for a nice hot fuck-and Christy wasn't about to just hang around and watch.
Then she heard her name mentioned, and her attention peaked.
"I'll give Christy the first fuck," Ross was saying. His hand found Christy's thigh. "She's been a patient little girl."
"Okay," Jill said. "Let Daddy's girls both serve his prick." Then Jill turned to Christy. "I want to see Daddy's cock fit into that teeny tiny pussy." Jill smiled at Christy. "Can I help?" "I don't need any help," Christy said curtly. "Now, now," their father interceded. He shook a finger at Christy's face. Her lower lip stuck out. But she didn't talk back.
"Come on, baby," Jill said. "Let's work together to give Daddy a real hot fuck."
The older girl got behind Christy and guided her to a kneeing position.
"Here comes the baby pussy," Jill said, laughing. "All nice and tight-and ready for Daddy's cock."
Ross chuckled as he watched his daughters prepare. Jill got Christy to straddle their father's reawakening prick, facing him. Jill snuggled up closer and closer until Christy could feel the fuzz of Jill's pussy tickle the tight crack of her ass.
The older girl leaned forward. Christy felt Jill's firm pointy tits press against her bare back. Then she heard Jill whisper in her ear. "This is so cool. Thank you for letting me in on this. Look at his cock-it's already stiffening up for your tight little pussy."
But Christy was already watching Daddy's big cock grow. She reached down and took his still-wet cock in her hands. And it seemed to recognize her gentle touch and swell even faster.
"That's the way, baby," Jill said. "Pump it-and press it up against your hot little body."
Christy rankled at being told what to do by her sister. But she did it. She used her hands to pull Daddy's hardening prick up to her smooth body and rubbed it. She could feel the heat of it on her hands and on her tummy- and on her starving little cunt.
She pushed her pussy forward, rocking with Jill behind her. And she sighed with pleasure when her tender pussy-lips slid up and down the meat of his prick. It seemed to Christy like her pussy was kissing it.
"Yeah," Jill said. "See how bad he wants your cunt?"
Christy giggled, her spirits lifting as Daddy's cock stiffened. She rubbed her hairless pussy up and down faster. And she could feel wetness from her cunt spread onto his cock.
She pressed his prick harder to her body, moving so that her firm tummy could feel Ross' heart beating in his cock. Her hands squeezed and pumped his throbbing prick.
"Let Daddy watch while you put his cock in your pussy, Christy." Jill pulled Christy back by the shoulders.
And the younger girl rocked back until her father's cockhead moved down and pointed straight at the tight pink mouth of her pussy. Ross watched, and Christy liked the way he smiled at her as she shinnied up his lap, forcing the wide round head of his prick to pry open her pussy.
At the first touch of Ross' cockhead, the smooth pink mouth of his daughter's cunt tingled.
Christy moaned, letting her eyes drift shut. She let Jill push her from behind. She moaned louder when her tight pussy was forced to swallow her father's big cockhead.
Jill pushed again and again.
And Christy kept her hands tightly gripped to his cockshaft as it wedged its way into her tiny cunt.
She watched Daddy's cockhead disappear a little bit at a time. She moaned louder with every advance.
Jill was panting in Christy's ear. She stared over Christy's shoulder as she shoved the younger girl's ass forward in short bursts.
"Oh, Daddy!" Christy cried, gasping when her pussy stretched all the way around his unyielding cockhead. "Oh-it's so big, Daddy!"
But now that Ross' gorged cockhead was firmly entrenched in Christy's hot little pussy, every shove from Jill forced more cock up her cunt.
When Christy opened her eyes and looked down, she was shocked to see so much of his cock already gone.
Christy loved the sight of her Daddy's thick cockshaft jutting from the tightly stretched mouth of her pussy. Jill shoved her forward again, and Christy's tight pussylips swallowed up Ross' huge thick cock.
"Take more," Jill urged. "Take it all for Daddy!"
Then she used the weight of her body to push Christy down on Daddy's cock.
"Oh! Oh!" Christy cried.
She writhed in Jill's grip.
Christy could hear Ross gasp. His face was clenched into a tight mask of passion. When Jill shoved her hard and she took his cock even deeper, Christy saw his eyes roll as his hands gripped the sheets of his bed.
He suddenly went rigid, his body like a plank under his cock-hungry daughter.
Christy rode his upthrust hips to take another stiff inch of his prick.
Jill watched Ross' cock disappear into Christy's pussy. And the more of it that squeezed into her tiny fuck-hole, the more Jill pushed and shoved.
Christy could feel Jill's soft cunt-hair pressed into her backside. She felt the warm moist mouth of Jill's pussy against the crack of her firm little ass.
As Jill's pushing took on a regular rhythm, Christy could feel her sister's puffy cunt get wetter on her ass.
Ross' hips picked up the same urgent tempo.
Christy cried out, her pussy sliding up and down on the iron-hard column of Daddy's cock. And her moans blended with Jill's and Ross'. With Jill's body moving with hers, she let herself flow with the steadily increasing speed of her sparking cunt.
Ross' cock was hard, his daughter's pussy moving to and fro, with the extreme downward angle adding pressure to the topside of his prick.
And the up-and-down motions of his hips made his cock fuck in grinding circles.
Christy couldn't stop moaning. She felt as if her cunt was becoming even tighter this way, riding on top of Daddy's pistoning prick. She started to rock on his hips, adding her own supple movements to the relentless shoves of her sister behind her.
"See, Daddy?" Jill said, her voice a low raspy tone. "See how this baby pussy fucks?"
She giggled, giving Christy an extra hard shove on his cock.
Christy added more power to her fucking. She took so much cock on her next thrust forward that she couldn't help but scream, then she screamed again when Jill shoved her even farther forward.
"Make your pussy take it all!" cried Jill.
She gripped Christy's shoulders so hard that Christy winced at the pain. Jill's pussy began to rock forward faster-pushing Christy's cock-filled cunt faster with her.
Christy cried out with every forced thrust. She looked down nd her eyes widened as she watched her overfilled pussy slide back and forth, the huge cock sending shivers up her spine.
Ross gritted his teeth, his hands still gripped the cloth of the sheets. And Christy could feel his hips snapping up with more power than ever.
Christy lost control when a sudden spasm made her thrash on her father's stiff prick, tearing her shoulders free of Jill's firm grip. She let out a wail, her teeth chattering as her cunt sent white-hot signals to her brain.
She leaned back. She gasped and shook again. And her ass wiggled hard against Jill's wet pussy.
Jill's hands came around Christy's sweat-shining body and cupped her budding tits.
Christy gasped with another powerful shock that traveled up her spine.
Christy continued to rock on Daddy's prick. She gasped with every forward thrust of her supple young body, and she could feel Ross' huge prick drive farther up her cunt. She loved it.
Jill's hands closed on Christy's peaked pink-tipped tits as the younger daughter fucked. Christy turned her head and moaned in her sister's ear. She reached back and caressed her sister's steadily moving body, still fucking Daddy's wonderful prick.
Jill thrust her body harder against Christy. Her puffy-lipped cunt smacked wetly against Christy's ass. The force behind her made Christy's young body fuck harder.
Christy watched Daddy's cock as her tight pussy swallowed every beautiful inch over and over again.
Ross' hands were suddenly on Christy's lean thighs. He gripped her pale inner thighs and added more muscle power to his steady fucking.
Christy moaned louder, and her hands raked and scored Jill's body behind her. Her pussy stretched and released his cock even faster.
Her father thrust his hips up to the back-and-forth tempo, stirring his prick in and out of his daughter's tight fuck-hole from an ever-changing angle.
She wriggled with another strong spasm. She let out a high-pitched scream, and her cunt clamped like a velvet vise.
Ross grunted like a bull. His hips thrust up as he continued to push and pull Christy's body with his hands.
Jill's hands came away from Christy's tits to the younger girl's asscheeks.
"Go, Christy, Baby!" Jill gasped in her sister's ear. "Fuck him! Fuck him! Daddy loves it!"
She gripped Christy's ass tighter, pumping her body in time with Ross' hands.
Christy went limp. She surrendered to their guiding hands, fucking back and forth in a steady tempo. And she felt a growing charge in her hot wet pussy that flared with every hammering stroke of her father's cock.
"Oh! Oh! Daddy!" she stuttered, her whole body convulsing with a rush. "Oh! Oh! Oh!"
Her cries were timed to the rhythm of her fucking.
Jill and Ross both made Christy fuck even faster, and her high sharp cries came faster too.
Christy's head shook. Her blonde curls whipped Jill's face, and her clamped cunt flashed.
Christy started cumming. She let out a wail and thrashed between Ross' and Jill's gripping hands, her body twisting on Daddy's cock like a fish on a hook. Her pussy gushed a flood of hot juice that drenched Daddy's stiff prick and made it twice as slippery as before.
The strong hands on her thighs and the urgent hands on her ass wouldn't let Christy stop fucking. And she came again and again.
Her pussy gushed more hot sweet girl-cum. And the deep channel of her inner cunt flexed and squeezed Ross' huge prick. She saw lights flash behind her clamped eyelids. Her hands clawed her own lithe body, leaving long fingernail scratches across her ribs and her flat little tummy. She came until she thought she would never stop.
Then Ross flexed and grunted like a weight-lifter. His body arched to hold his huge prick high above the level of his grimacing face. Christy felt his first hot blast of cum. Jill made a loud excited sound in Christy's ear. The older sister dug her fingers into Christy's asscheeks and yanked her free of Ross' spewing prick.
Christy yelped when his whole huge cock popped free of her cunt. Then she felt the long ribbon of hot sticky cum splash on her body. She opened her eyes and saw Daddy's cockhead shiver. His huge purple cockhead looked like it was ready to spit in her face.
She saw all that pretty white cum spray from Daddy's cock and hit her body in a ragged line from her tummy to her neck.
She giggled excitedly. And she quickly reached down and wrapped her fingers around Ross' gushing prick. She aimed the next powerful blast of his cock-cream toward her face with her little mouth open. Ross shot a thick stream of cum that his daughter could taste even as she could feel it on her cheeks and her forehead.
Christy gasped when Jill's hands began to roam her body, smearing Daddy's hot fresh cum all over her.
"You fucked Daddy so good," Jill said in her sister's ear. "He loves your baby cunt so much."
And as she spoke, her hands followed the lean curves of Christy's jism-slick body.
"Now let's lick up all this tasty cum," Jill said. "And then it's my turn to fuck Daddy's big cock."
So Christy and Jill worked together to clean every tasty drop of Ross' cum from his cock with their quick little tongues.
CHAPTER FIVE
Ross Moore watched his eager daughters gulp down his cum. Jill even licked the delicious stuff from Christy's sweaty body.
Christy still shook with an occasional aftershock.
When his cock and his big hairy balls were shiny and clean, Jill gave him a nasty grin. She picked up his long thick prick with both hands.
Christy was too well-fucked to be jealous. She watched her sister rub her double handful of Daddy's huge shining prick, and she saw that it was already beginning to grow in strong pulses.
Christy lay panting in a heap on the sheets as she watched Daddy's wonderful prick stiffen up for Jill.
"Can I have a turn now, Daddy?" Jill asked.
She got up over him, knees on either side of his hips and her hanging tits swaying between her raised arms. She rocked forward, moaning, when the moist lips of her pussy brushed the hot flesh of her father's prick.
Jill kept her firm double grip on his cock, leaning back and straddling him as Christy had done.
But Christy noticed that Jill's well-matured body looked better on top of Daddy. Then she noticed the way Daddy was staring at Jill's big tits.
Jill's cupless bra did little more than force her full pointy tits up so that the firm nipples aimed straight ahead. And as Ross stared, Jill shook her shoulders, moving her tits for him to see. She also moved her high round ass.
Christy rolled over and bent down so that she could have a better view of Daddy's cock and Jill's fuzzy cunt. She saw that Jill's supple movements were brushing the soft cunt-hair over the hardening meat of Ross's prick.
Christy was amazed at the way Jill controlled her movements. She crawled farther down the cool white sheets into the wide V of Daddy's legs.
Jill's full asscheeks met in a tight crack that ran down and curved into the puffy lips of her eager pussy. Christy could see the wrinkled folds of her sister's pussy-lips clearly. They were reddened and flushed. To Christy, they were like a hungry wet mouth reaching open to kiss Daddy's cock.
As she watched, those puffy cunt-lips lowered and touched, then pressed hard against Ross's tireless prick.
Jill wasted no time. She moved her supple body up and down, wiping the wet mouth of her hungry cunt up and down the length of Ross's cock.
Christy could see fresh shiny wetness spreading over Daddy's prick. The corded underside of his prick flexed and swelled with his pulse, getting ready to fuck Jill.
Christy shivered with another rush just from the sight of Daddy's big cock and her sister's juicy pussy moving faster.
Christy could smell Jill's pussy and her daddy's cock. The heady scent made her moan, and she stretched on the sheets, moving closer.
As Ross's prick throbbed to its hardest bulging state, Christy licked her lips. She wanted to taste his prick and his balls-while Jill fucked up and down. She got into a position between her father's legs. She watched from close range as Jill's pussy continued to slide up and down on the column of Ross's lucky prick.
"Can I fuck now, Daddy?" Jill asked in sweet tones. "Can I fill my pussy now? And ride your hot prick like when I used to play horsy?"
Christy saw Jill's pale round ass-cheeks rise up. Jill's hands pulled Daddy's huge slippery cock up too.
"You know you can, Jill." Ross smiled.
Christy leaned forward and kissed Daddy's hairy balls while she looked up the long stalk of his upthrust prick. The younger girl could see Jill moving so that the bloated purple cockhead wiped back and forth along the puffy red cunt-mouth.
Jill stood still for a moment. She guided the big round cockhead right under the pouting space between the wet lips of her pussy and let her body descend, feeling Ross's stiff cock entering her willing fuck-hole for the first time.
"Daddy!" Jill cried as her pussy opened farther and farther around the flaring curves of his huge cockhead. "Oh, Daddy!"
Christy saw the puffy mouth of Jill's cunt stretch like a thick rubber-band around Daddy's prick. And Jill's pussy wrapped around his cockhead until it had disappeared completely.
Jill's ass quivered. But her body fell another fraction of an inch, then another. Christy watched her sister's eager pussy from directly below, her young lips kissing Daddy's balls.
Ross arched his hips. His cock rammed another inch up into Jill's cunt as the older girl screamed. Christy snaked her arms under him and cradled his balls in her upturned palms. She held them up to her mouth, licking them faster as Jill's pussy ate another inch of cock.
She turned her head, looking up sideways to watch Jill's thinly stretched pussy-mouth come down on Daddy's cock toward her. She purred like a kitten, pressing her face into his balls.
Jill's breath gushed with every trip down Ross's huge cock. Her back arched so that Christy could see Jill's short-cut brown hair hanging free behind her.
The older girl forced her pussy to take more and more of their father's oversized prick.
Ross picked his knees up, bending his legs to put his feet flat on the bed. His strong thighs supported Jill's back-bending torso. Then he thrust upward.
Jill screamed again.
Christy saw more of Daddy's prick jam into her sister's cunt.
Christy burrowed between his legs, watching Jill's cunt as she sucked one of Ross's big spongy balls into her little mouth.
He pushed upward once more.
Christy expected Jill's sharp cry of shock even before it rang off the walls. The young blonde looked up and saw that Jill's overstretched pussy-lips had rolled inward on themselves, forced to slide far down on Daddy's big prick.
It was beautiful.
She licked her way up from Ross's balls to the corded underside of his prick. Her tongue trailed up until it tickled the juncture of flesh where cock met cunt.
Jill gasped as Christy's wiggling tongue traced the thin circle of pink that was stretched like an elastic band around Ross's cockshaft. The older girl rose up, and Christy watched Jill's cunt-lips stretch into a gripping ring that pulled on the thick meat of Ross's hard prick.
Christy followed her sister, licking around her pussy-mouth. Then Christy felt the thick rim of Daddy's cockhead as it slipped from Jill's pink cunt. The younger daughter licked at it eagerly, then it disappeared again, ramming suddenly back up Jill's pussy.
Ross gripped Jill's ass, pulling her back down. His hips moved upward at the same time.
Christy had to bury her head into the sheets to stay out of the way as Jill's pussy advanced. The tight mouth of her sister's pussy rolled inside again. And Christy watched Jill's widespread ass-cheeks descend until they almost touched her face. Christy licked and sucked at Jill's cunt where it poised over Ross's huge prick.
Jill hissed like a snake and shivered when her body rose again. She was being guided by her father's hands now, and soon Ross had led Jill into a long even pace up and down his cockshaft.
Christy watched Jill's wet cunt fuck. She whetted Daddy's balls with her mouth. Christy picked up the tempo of Jill's cunt, licking in long swipes up his prick every time she raised up.
She followed Jill up and down when Ross picked up the fuck-tempo. Then Christy noticed that he had also made her sister fuck in longer strokes. Jill's pussy was sliding up and down on so much cock that Christy could feel Jill's ass on her cheek with every quickening downstroke.
Jill's cries rose in pitch and in volume until Christy could hear her sister's voice crack with the strain. Now Jill's pussy was riding up and down like a powerful machine.
Christy squeezed Ross's filling balls. She sucked them into her mouth, watching Jill's pussy leak clear juice.
The young blonde turned her head to taste Jill's pussy when it came down for her to reach. Jill gasped between cries. Every time she could reach it, Christy licked hard up to the overstretched mouth of her sister's pussy.
Christy could see her father's forearms flex and bulge with the power he used to make Jill fuck. The muscles and tendons in his arms were standing out, his fingertips sinking deeply into the firm flesh of Jill's ass.
Christy imagined that her father was bouncing a big rubber ball on his lap the way he was pounding Jill's cunt on his prick. She decided that this was the best game of all. She licked faster, swiping her tongue over all the sticky wet flesh she could reach.
Ross was gasping with every downstroke of Jill's cock-filled pussy. He was holding his hips up at a high angle, making his daughter writhe and thrash on his cock.
Christy knew what her sister must be going through. Jill fucked until her sharp cries were pleas for mercy. But Ross never even slowed down, pulling and pushing Jill all the way up and down on his huge cock.
Christy backed away. Jill's full round ass was hammering down so far that there was no room for her head, but she stayed where she could see very closely. And she watched every stroke as if hypnotized.
Christy could hear Jill's pussy making wet sounds. It was like music to her lust-fevered brain.
Christy answered this harmony of fuck sounds with excited moans of her own. She moved on the bed, rumpling the sheets as she watched Ross and Jill fuck.
Jill's pussy was leaking more clear juice. Drops of the stuff were running down her father's huge prick and pooling near his balls.
Christy wanted to lick that cunt-juice down her throat, but she saw Jill's asscheeks come slamming down, obscuring her view. She watched Jill fuck for a while, then she noticed the first signs that Jill was going to cum. The older girl was gasping hoarsely now. Her body was shining with beads of sweat. But when Christy saw Jill's body jerk sideways, Christy's lips stretched into a grin.
Jill missed a beat. Then another.
When Ross pushed her down on his prick the next time, Jill's head snapped back and she screamed as if she had just had a red-hot poker shoved all the way up her ass. She shivered like a doll in Ross's ceaseless grip. Her hips jerked and twisted, bending Daddy's big cock near the thick root.
Christy shivered. She could imagine the hot waves of pleasure that made Jill writhe like that. She watched Jill's cunt ooze more juice, and she knew the older girl was cumming hard.
Jill was poised atop Ross's cock, her body bent back. Her tight asscrack was smashed all the way down to his balls.
Her father held her there.
Jill kept cumming. She let out another of her sharp screams.
"Daddy! I'm cumming! I'm-oh, God! Oh! Oh!"
Jill let out another scream.
Christy was still mesmerized by the sight of her father and sister fucking. Even though the relentless fuck-strokes had stopped, the way Jill was held onto Ross's whole huge prick fascinated Christy. She watched Jill hover as if she were going to explode, then their father let out a grunt and he rolled over to one side.
Jill was still impaled on his cock, cumming in a series of shocks that was making her jerk and gasp. Ross kept his cock in her tight pussy, throwing one leg up over her and rolling Jill to her back under him.
Christy ducked when his feet crossed near her head. The young blonde now stared at Daddy's hairy asshole. And at the huge cockshaft thrusting down into her sister's cunt.
Christy could tell that her father was taking a deep breath. He braced his knees under him, far apart, with Jill's splayed legs hooked around them-and he started to fuck.
Jill's cries were renewed with the sudden fuck-strokes that filled her cunt. Christy felt a pang in her own tight pussy. It looked as if her daddy's huge prick was tearing Jill's pussy apart.
Christy watched Daddy's cock hammer into Jill's ooze-dripping pussy until she had to look away. Every inch of his cock was sliding tightly into her cunt. And his big balls were hitting the overspread crack of Jill's ass again and again. The force of Daddy's fucking was smashing Jill's ass into the bed.
Jill never stopped screaming. Her wailing voice came in bursts as Ross's body forced all the air from her lungs.
Before Christy realized what she was doing, she had reached out with both hands and had filled them with his balls. She squeezed them while he fucked Jill, watching the skin of his balls pull and stretch.
She leaned forward and licked Daddy's ass. Her tongue wiped the crack of his ass, using the motion of his body to stroke up and down.
Ross's breath was like a bellows. Christy could hardly hear him with Jill's endless screams filling the room. But she focused her attention on Daddy, waiting for him to cum.
His cock speeded up, fucking in a brutal counter-thrust to the rhythm of Jill's ass as it bounced on the soft mattress of the bed. The flesh of their bodies met so hard that Christy could hear the loud slaps and feel the bed shake Jill had never stopped cumming.
Christy was amazed that her sister could take so much hard fucking. The older girl's screams were rasping from a throat made raw from screaming. Her spread legs kicked against the outsides of Ross's knees. But Daddy kept ramming his huge prick all the way to his balls.
Then she heard Ross bellow his bull-roar. He thrust his cock in with all the power of his body.
Christy watched his cock drive into Jill's battered cunt again and again-and then she watched Daddy pull free with a vicious slurping sound that made her gasp.
Jill's ass rose off the bed. Her cry chilled Christy's blood. Jill's cunt was stretched and dripping with juice. And her body looked whipped and flailed.
Christy saw her father lean over Jill, his cock free. She crawled around to watch him grip his prick and begin to jerk his hand up and down roughly. He hissed, his back arched. Then his cum shot up from his cock in a long white ribbon.
Christy gripped the sheets. She watched the wide stream of cum arc and fall to splash on Jill's shivering body. Even as the thick heavy cock-cream hit, another spraying stream shot from Ross's huge prick.
Christy couldn't help herself. She crawled to Daddy's gushing cock on her hands and knees, moaning at the beauty of it. As his fiercely jerking hand coaxed out another spray, Christy caught it on her face and in her mouth.
She squealed delightedly. She moved close to his big purple cockhead. She watched burst of droplets follow that fell on Jill's flesh and on her garter and stockings.
Christy saw that Jill didn't even know what was happening. Daddy had fucked her into a brain-numbed state. Daddy had never fucked her own freshly popped pussy that hard, and Christy shuddered at the thought.
But then Christy's attention was caught by a rough hand in her hair. She let out a surprised cry that was cut off abruptly by his cock in her mouth.
Ross held Christy's face and rubbed his drooling prick on her lips and cheeks. She moaned with the feel of his sticky cum, then she sucked and licked at his jerking, oozing cockhead.
A long drop of cum stretched and broke, flying to land on Jill's panting tummy.
Ross slowly slid his rubbery prick between Christy's mouth and Jill's heaving ribs. He squeezed a few more heavy drops from his cum-hole. Christy licked them up happily.
"Now get a good night's sleep," he said, wiping his prick between his moaning daughters. "We have a busy day tomorrow."
Ross smiled at Christy in a way that made her tingle all over.
CHAPTER SIX
The next day the girls had made breakfast and while they were cleaning up, Christy asked coyly if Daddy was awake yet.
"Oh, sure. He's awake," Jill said with a knowing smile that Christy didn't like. "He'll be back in a few hours."
Christy hated secrets. And she could tell from Jill's face that there was a secret about Daddy's early-morning whereabouts.
"Where is he?" Christy asked in a tone that said she would continue to ask until Jill finally broke down.
But Jill shrugged. "We have to get dressed up special."
Christy sighed. "Why? Are we going somewhere special? Are we-" "Nope," Jill said smugly. She eyed her younger sister. "We're gonna make a movie."
Then Jill's widening grin confirmed what the younger girl had been hoping.
"He's gone to get the video recorder fixed?" Christy asked.
She let out an excited laugh and clapped her hands when she imagined what kind of audiovisual fun they could have.
The girls had been after him to get the camera fixed for months. They had always enjoyed the tapes they had made at vacation spots and on special occasions.
Christy's young mind raced.
She had always felt extra pretty in front of the whirring camera. It reminded her of an eye that could see everything, never blinking. And the thought of her sucking Daddy's big beautiful cock for that camera made her palms wet and her throat dry. "Dressed up?" Christy asked with a wide grin. "How?"
Jill laughed and gave her little sister a congratulatory pat on the back.
"Come on upstairs," Jill said.
Christy followed her sister up to her own bedroom. Jill looked around at the jumble of stuffed animals and rock posters and shook her head. Then she went to Christy's old dresser in her closet. She opened a drawer and began to rummage through the forgotten outgrown clothes.
"There's nothing in there," Christy said. "Maybe I could wear one of your nice dresses. And-" "Nope," Jill interrupted in her usual way.
Then the older girl held up a tiny T-shirt. In her other hand was a pair of white cotton cutoffs that Christy hadn't seen in years.
"You're kidding," Christy said, shaking her head. "I probably couldn't even fit into these ..."
"Put 'em on," Jill said with her wicked grin. "Daddy will like the effect.
She handed Christy the clothes and went back to her search.
Christy shrugged. Then she stripped and struggled into the too-tight, cut-off shorts and the tight T-shirt.
When she managed to button the shorts and pull down the T-shirt over her tits, she glanced in her full-length mirror.
She blushed. She could see the outline of her pussy, and the shorts were merely a thin white strip of tight cloth that pushed her cunt-lips apart.
She turned and saw the bottoms of her asscheeks bulging from the back of the shorts. She moved and saw her cunt-lips stretch farther apart with the thin shorts pressing between them.
Christy giggled. She tried to pull the T-shirt down. But it wouldn't stretch past her belly-button. The tightness of the T-shirt made her nipples stick out. She posed with her shoulders back and realized that the more her nipples stiffened, the more the tightness of the cotton cloth coaxed the pink buds to harden.
She reached up and tickled her nipples through the clinging cloth. They snapped like rubber from her fingers.
"I see what you mean," Christy said. "This will be fine."
Jill tossed her a pair of white lace-topped ankle-socks. "These too."
Christy caught them and sat on her bed to pull them on. She remembered in a rush how she had bounced on Daddy's knee in these things years ago and it struck her as appropriate that she would wear them to bounce on his big stiff cock.
When she was done, Jill told her to sit down at her vanity table.
Christy sat. She gasped at the way her shorts rode up into the crack of her cunt. But after rocking her ass to settle the tight cloth, she sat quietly and let Jill tie her hair into two high pigtails.
Christy scowled at the final effect.
"Daddy's cocksucking baby," Jill said, giving Christy that wicked grin.
Christy hesitated. Then she nodded.
Christy looked at her mirror and put a mock-pout on her face. Then she spread her legs. She touched the overflowing pink cuntflesh on either side of her cut-offs.
She imagined that Daddy was watching her pussy. And she thought of the camera lens watching her and Daddy together. She shivered. She glanced out her window to see if Daddy's car was in the driveway.
The long circular drive was empty.
Then she noticed that Jill had left the room.
Christy called after her, but there was no answer.
When Christy had become too anxious, she got up and made for her sister's room. Christy remembered the cupless bra and the garter-belt and stockings well. She wanted to see if Jill was planning to grandstand her again. If so, she was going to comb out her pigtails.
She met Jill in the doorway, and she was wearing her cheerleader's outfit from school.
From Jill's white tennis shoes and knee-socks to her letter-stitched sweater, she looked the part. She lifted her short pleated skirt and showed Christy her tiny bikini panties.
They were made of red lace and hemmed to part in the center. Christy gulped. Jill's pussy was clearly visible in the slit in the front of her panties.
Christy laughed at the thought of the fun this videotape would be.
And then the girls went downstairs and waited for Daddy.
When he pulled up in the driveway, Christy felt shivers.
He parked the car and then came into the living room. He had a big cardboard box under one arm. And a big bag in the other.
He took one long look at Christy and Jill. Then he grinned.
"All ready, I see," he said.
Christy and Jill noticed the huge bulge in Daddy's pants at the same time.
Jill pointed to his stiff cock. "Daddy's ready too."
They laughed. Then the girls watched him pull the equipment out to set it all up.
Christy sat with her barely covered cunt aimed so that Ross could see it clearly. As he mounted the camera and found the remote control, he glanced at Christy's parted pussy-lips.
She giggled, showing her cunt to Daddy. The white strip of he shorts cut deeper into her hairless pussy. She could feel his stare making her cunt wetter and hotter.
Ross plugged and wired and focused, all with a businesslike air. Then he stood and sighed. He pointed to the living-room couch, where the glistening lens of the mounted camera was aimed.
Christy hopped off her chair and sat on the couch and Jill sat on the other side.
Their father took his jacket off, then he sat down between his daughters with a sigh.
"Well, what should we name this movie?"
Ross asked.
He put an arm around their shoulders.
"How about Daddy's Hot Pussies?" Jill asked with a laugh.
She pulled up her cheerleader's skirt to show him her crotchless panties and the well-defined cunt-lips that were framed by the red lace.
"We'll call it, Let Me Suck it," Christy said.
She reached and stroked the bulge of Ross's huge cock through his gray pants.
Ross leaned back in the couch, his knees parted.
"Let's call it, Daddy's New Toy," he said.
He watched Christy's hand squeeze his huge stiff prick through his pants.
"Okay," Jill said. Her hand joined Christy's. They both tested the incredible hardness of their father's long thick prick, their eyes meeting and then straying to the silent camera.
Jill stroked up and down his cock. Then she impatiently took the remote-control unit from his lap.
"Let's start now. We'll come in from over there."
Ross nodded. Jill got up and motioned to Christy. The younger girl took her hand reluctantly from her father's prick. She stood up and He took one long look at Christy and Jill. Then he grinned.
"All ready, I see," he said.
Christy and Jill noticed the huge bulge in Daddy's pants at the same time.
Jill pointed to his stiff cock. "Daddy's ready too."
They laughed. Then the girls watched him pull the equipment out to set it all up.
Christy sat with her barely covered cunt aimed so that Ross could see it clearly. As he mounted the camera and found the remote control, he glanced at Christy's parted pussy-lips.
She giggled, showing her cunt to Daddy. The white strip of he shorts cut deeper into her hairless pussy. She could feel his stare making her cunt wetter and hotter.
Ross plugged and wired and focused, all with a businesslike air. Then he stood and sighed. He pointed to the living-room couch, where the glistening lens of the mounted camera was aimed.
Christy hopped off her chair and sat on the couch and Jill sat on the other side.
Their father took his jacket off, then he sat down between his daughters with a sigh.
"Well, what should we name this movie?"
Ross asked.
He put an arm around their shoulders.
"How about Daddy's Hot Pussies?" Jill asked with a laugh.
She pulled up her cheerleader's skirt to show him her crotchless panties and the well-defined cunt-lips that were framed by the red lace.
"We'll call it, Let Me Suck it," Christy said.
She reached and stroked the bulge of Ross's huge cock through his gray pants.
Ross leaned back in the couch, his knees parted.
"Let's call it, Daddy's New Toy," he said.
He watched Christy's hand squeeze his huge stiff prick through his pants.
"Okay," Jill said. Her hand joined Christy's. They both tested the incredible hardness of their father's long thick prick, their eyes meeting and then straying to the silent camera.
Jill stroked up and down his cock. Then she impatiently took the remote-control unit from his lap.
"Let's start now. We'll come in from over there."
Ross nodded. Jill got up and motioned to Christy. The younger girl took her hand reluctantly from her father's prick. She stood up and followed Jill out of range of the video camera.
Ross watched them stand there, and he took a newspaper from the coffee table in front of him. He opened it and held it up as if he was reading it.
Christy giggled. This was fun. She waited until Jill decided that the stage was set.
Christy felt goosebumps on her arms and her neck. The faint whirr of the camera's motor gave her a thrill. She had the overwhelming urge to look at the lens. But she didn't.
"Hi, Daddy," Jill said.
She waved at the camera when Ross lowered the newspaper. Christy couldn't help blurting out an excited laugh. Pretending the camera wasn't even there made her itch to get naked and fuck for the watching lens.
"Hi, girls," he said casually.
Christy noticed the bulge in his pants was as huge as ever. If not bigger.
Jill leaned over Ross, grinning down at him with a honey-sweet look on her face. "We're bored, Daddy."
"Bored?" he echoed. "With all the nice new toys you have?"
Christy suppressed another giggle. It was so exciting to pretend like this. She got into the act, hopping up to kneel on the couch cushion next to her father.
"We need a new toy," Christy said. "Please, Daddy."
"Or something to eat," Jill added. "Like candy."
Christy tingled all over. She clapped her hands enthusiastically.
"Yeah, Daddy," she said, bouncing on the cushion. "Give us a special treat!"
"Well ..." he said, hesitating.
Christy could tell by his smile that Daddy enjoyed this new game too.
"You've been very good girls. And maybe you do deserve something special."
As he spoke, he reached down and began to unbuckle his thin black leather belt.
"We've been good," Christy said excitedly.
She leaned closer to Ross as he unbuttoned his pants.
"Oh, Daddy!" she exclaimed dramatically when he had begun to lower his zipper. "What are you doing?"
Ross unzipped his fly and reached in and pulled his huge cock out.
Jill gasped in mock-surprise and put her hands up to her mouth. Christy mimicked her sister, staring in shock at Daddy's upheld prick.
"Oh, Daddy!" Jill said with an exaggerated lilt to her voice. "You have the best toy-a big lard cock!"
Jill reached out and tentatively touched Ross's naked prick for the benefit of the camera.
"Gee, Daddy," Christy said. "We can play lots of fun games with a big hard cock for our special toy."
She rubbed her hand up and down her father's prick in long slow strokes. Christy could feel the eye of the video camera watching every move. And she loved it.
"Oh, Daddy," Jill said. "Touching your big cock makes my little mouth water." She licked her lips. "Please let me suck it!"
Christy frowned. Her sister was stealing her lines. She shot Jill a grim stare that she didn't think the camera could see.
But Jill was already bending over to suck Ross's upheld prick. And Christy watched as her sister beat her to it.
Christy hurriedly leaned forward and copied her sister's actions. They met on either side of his big round cockhead and immediately began to kiss and lick and suck it.
Jill moaned lustily, using her extended tongue in wide dramatic strokes. And Christy, not to be outdone, moved her head to cover her side of Daddy's delicious cock even farther.
Christy lovingly licked from his bulging cockhead down to where the thick cockshaft jutted from his pants. And when she started her upward lick, she cast a glance straight into the camera's lens.
A rush traveled through her body as she licked Daddy's cock faster.
Jill's mouth was everywhere. She gingerly painted Ross's prick with her warm spit, ignoring Christy completely.
But the young blonde kept track of everything Jill's mouth did to his huge cock-and Christy tried her best to do it better.
Ross just sat back and watched his two daughters show off their enthusiasm for sucking his cock for the camera.
Jill gripped her father's prick in one hand as she sucked. Christy did the same, her fingers closing tightly around as much of his cockshaft as she could reach. Her hand touched Jill's.
The girls exchanged hot stares over the blunt tip of Ross's cockhead.
Christy saw the challenge in her sister's eyes.
She answered it by opening her mouth and taking as much as Ross's big bloated cockhead as she could. She sucked so hard that air squelched wetly from the edges of her lips.
"Daddy, Dear," Jill said up to his face. She left her hand on his cock as she spoke, sliding her hand up and down on his cockshaft. "Sucking your big cock makes me so hot. Can I please take my clothes off?"
Ross nodded.
"Oh, thank you, Daddy!"
Jill let Christy go on trying to force her little mouth to swallow his cockhead. But Jill seemed to steal the show again when she straightened up and crossed her arms low. She grabbed the bottom of her sweater and pulled it off her body with a fluid motion.
Christy looked up and saw Jill's bare tits bobbing for the camera. The young blonde cursed under her breath.
Jill pretended to act shy, covering her stiff nipples with her hands.
"Do you like my titties, Daddy?" Jill asked.
She took her hands away from her nipples and slipped her palms under the full lower curves of her tits. She lifted them and let them settle. And her body was turned profile so that Daddy and the camera lens could both see her well-grown tits.
"They're very pretty, honey," Ross said.
Christy's heart sank, but then she felt his hand on her head. "Both of Daddy's girls are very pretty."
Christy moaned around his stiff cock, sucking harder than ever.
Christy let her sister go on showing off her tits. She was busy with his cock. She changed positions so that she was kneeling on the couch with her ass held high. She used both hands to squeeze and rub Daddy's cockshaft while her mouth went wild on the big purple cockhead.
She could hear Jill whining about being hot, posing with her bare tits so they stuck out within Christy's range of vision.
But Christy could feel Ross's huge prick straining in her hands and her wildly sucking mouth. She knew that the camera was recording every lurching mouthful and every urgent stroke of her hands.
She tried to be quiet. She added speed to her hands, vibrating both of them spaced apart so that his cockhead wiggled in her mouth. She sucked as hard as she could. After a moment, she was sure she could taste a drop of cum.
Christy sucked greedily. She wanted it all.
"See my pussy, Daddy?" Jill was saying.
Christy could see out of the corner of her eye that Jill's hands were on the hem of her short pleated skirt. As the blonde watched, Jill lifted her skirt.
Ross Moore and his video camera watched Jill's bare cunt. And Christy pumped her hands and sucked, as if her life depended on it, secretly trying to steal all his cum for herself.
Ross was gasping as he told Jill that her pussy was pretty. Christy saw Jill look down to where her mouth was devouring his cockhead. And just as Jill leaned over to join her-her mouth was filled with a huge load of cum.
Christy pulled her mouth away just far enough so that his sudden bursts of thick white cock-cream splashed all over her face. She stole a glance to the camera as she wiped her cheeks on his gushing cockhead, looking amazed.
"Oh, Daddy!" she cried, loud enough for the camera to hear her plainly. She lapped up his cum and drank it happily. "Cock-candy! My new favorite treat!"
She pumped more of the stuff from his cock, ignoring her big-titted sister.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Christy aimed Ross's gushing prick so that the camera could see her faceful of cum. She gasped in mock surprise, knowing full well that Jill was watching her-beaten to the punch by Christy's hot cocksucking.
The younger daughter pulled and squeezed more cum out of her daddy's cock. Then he flexed and ground his hips on the couch.
A thick bullet of cum shot from his cock. It hit Christy's face and she shut one eye hurried- ly. She felt cum in her hair and all over her face.
Ross stroked her hair. His breathing was ragged. But he hadn't even worked up a sweat.
"Go clean up now, honey," he said. He patted her ass in a way that dismissed her.
Christy felt a long drip of cum fall from her chin onto her budding tits.
"No," she said. Christy refused to let go of his cum-slippery prick. She gripped it tighter instead, holding the long thick cockshaft possessively.
"Christy," her father said, his voice rising.
Christy noticed that Jill was watching her with a grin. She gave the older girl an open stare of determination.
Her hands stayed on his cock. She lovingly rubbed one slippery cheek on the cockhead. Daddy's teardrop-shaped cum-hole drooled white.
"I want Daddy's new toy," she said, glancing at the camera. "In my virgin pussy. Fucking me and fucking me."
His hand made contact with her asscheeks again-harder. The sharp slap was loud enough to make Christy jump.
"Do what I tell you," Ross said. "Or you get a real spanking!"
Christy's cum-smeared chin stuck out petulantly. In the back of her mind, she was aware of a tingling in her pussy at the mention of spanking. And her tightly confined asscheeks yearned to get out of the too-small cut-offs. And all this attention was just what Christy had wanted all along.
But no was all she said.
Jill snorted. The older girl had figured out what Christy was up to. But Christy didn't care. She still gripped Daddy's cock. And the camera still whirred softly, its glass eye seeing everything.
So Christy kept the pouting expression on her face.
Daddy's dark brows lowered. "Very well young lady. I warned you."
Christy tried not to smile. She tried to look afraid instead. She took her hands off his rubbery cockshaft and it fell in a curve down over one thigh.
He told her to stand up.
She did. Without waiting for further orders, she started to unbutton her tiny shorts.
"Are you going to spank my bare bottom?" she asked. She tried not to grin.
"No. I'm going to whip the shit out of your insolent ass with my belt."
He reached down, grabbed the buckle, then whipped the belt free of his waist all at once.
Christy's mouth opened. Her hands froze on her cut-offs. And the sight of the long-plaited leather belt made her gulp.
"But, Daddy," she whined. "I didn't really mean to-" "Shut up!"
Christy's mouth snapped shut. She eyed the belt in his hand, then she glanced at Jill.
Jill shrugged her bare shoulders so the tips of her tits jiggled. She gave Christy a look that told her not to even hope for sympathy. And then she let her younger sister see the smile she had been hiding.
Christy sighed. Jill was going to enjoy this.
"Pull down your pants right now, young lady," Ross said to his open-mouthed daughter.
He watched impassively as she hurriedly undid her shorts and yanked them down from the sides. Her bare pink pussy came into view.
Christy swallowed hard. Her shorts fell down to her ankles, and she stepped out of them. She looked at Ross's naked cock, there was no sign that it had reawakened.
"Now get on your knees and bend over," he said coldly.
He stood up. His cock hung out of his pants.
Christy almost chanced to reach out and grasp it. She thought that if she could suck his cock again, he would forget the belt in his hand. But he slapped the looped leather belt against his upturned palm.
She bent over with her heart-shaped ass pointed to the camera, and she leaned against the cushions of the couch. She looked up and Jill was watching her.
Christy shot her sister a look that promised revenge for this humiliation.
Daddy's first stinging lash hit her high-arched asscheeks.
She yelped, and before she could take a breath-another loud crack and sharp sting filled her senses.
Christy yelped and gasped for air. Her ass writhed in an involuntary attempt to escape the expected pain.
"Stay still, young lady!" he barked.
Christy sighed, gathering her nerve. She shut her eyes, waiting.
The next stinging lash came just when Christy thought he might be merciful. It surprised her even more because it was harder than the first one.
She gasped through tightly clenched teeth. Her fists clenched. She didn't even want to see the look she knew was on Jill's smug face. She knelt there and took two more hot lashes of his belt on her ass with her eyes tightly shut.
He hesitated.
Christy realized she was holding her breath. She let it out in a frightened whimper, then waited seconds that seemed like minutes.
The next lash had an upswing to it that made Christy cry out. Her burning asscheeks rose way up. And she hovered there until the belt cracked on her tender flesh again.
"Will you obey me?" he asked.
Before she could answer, she felt a sharp stinging pain on her ass. She wailed a long high note of forlorn agony.
"Will you do everything I tell you to do?"
"Yes! Yes, Daddy!"
She gasped when the leather belt brushed her ass. He let the leather touch her gently. The pale flesh of her asscheeks was so sensitive that she gasped as if he had struck her. She looked back toward Daddy and remembered the camera. She could feel her asshole tighten when she realized that it had recorded her pain and her humiliation. Jill had been kneeling behind Ross as he had -~n teasing Christy's ass with the belt. Now, er hands were on Daddy's stiffening cock. Jill pumped and squeezed his huge cockshaft at an angle that let the camera watch everything.
While Christy watched, Jill's hands slipped up his prick and gripped his heavy balls. Then she clamped onto his cockshaft again and stroked up and down every thickening inch in a long exaggerated motion that looked beautiful to Christy.
But when Christy happened to look up at Daddy's face, he was looking straight back at her. And at the moment their eyes met, he snapped the belt across her ass again. And again.
He set up a steady rain of semi-hard strokes.
Christy didn't dare move her reddened ass. But as she knelt and took the sudden punishment, she noticed that it really wasn't anything like pain any more.
Her heart-shaped ass began to move with the anticipated rhythm of his whipping.
Her ass took on a strange glow, and the glow spread to her pussy in a way that made her moan for more.
She glanced back again.
Ross was striking the belt on her buns to the tempo of Jill's hands on his cock and his big hairy balls.
The younger girl watched how Jill stroked Daddy's hardening cock and sank her fingers into his balls and she realized that her pussy was hot and wet from her whipping.
Daddy was ready for a good long fuck.
But the strokes of the black belt continued.
Christy's vision of him and Jill was clouded by the beginnings of tears. Not being able to move was torture. And the strange glow from her ass was making her cunt hot.
She cried out. Her body rocked harder and harder to the rhythm of the belt.
Ross's prick was huge. It stood up past his stomach in a high arc. The veins that patterned the long cockshaft were blue and thick. The big round cockhead was like an overblown balloon, shiny and purple. And Jill's hands were all over it, stroking and rubbing while he whipped his younger daughter's reddened asscheeks.
"Now will you be a good girl?" Ross said suddenly.
Christy caught his next lash on the exposed lips of her pussy. She gasped.
"Y-yes!" she cried. "Yes! Yes!"
She buried her head into the soft cushion. But there were no more blows of the belt. She could feel a crisscrossing of hot lines over the firm ass-cheeks. The whip had charged her hairless cunt with a strong hunger for Daddy's huge hard prick.
She lay flat on the seat of the couch with her ass held high. "Good!" he said.
And he gave her a last sharp crack on the ass with his belt.
Christy's response was to move so that her tight pink cunt was showing between her pale thighs. She was hoping that Daddy's seeming anger would be replaced by a hard punishing fuck.
Her breath heated the cushion of the couch. She waited for another crack of the belt. Instead she heard his commanding voice.
"Christy, get your ass up on the couch. Grab the top of the back of the couch. Yes-just like that."
Christy planted her knees in the soft cushions, then wrapped her fingers around the wooden scrollwork that edged the upholstered back of the couch. She faced the living room wall. She arched back to present her fuck-hole to the video camera and to Daddy's huge stiff prick.
"Now show Daddy how your little virgin cunt fucks."
He gave her a slight tap on the ass with the belt.
"Yes, Daddy." Christy humped her pussy up and down. She pretended that her cunt was stretched tightly around Daddy's huge cock- and that the camera was watching her fuck.
She moaned in short bursts that matched the speed of her rocking ass. As she humped, she noticed that something was touching her asscheeks.
Christy chanced to look down. She could see between her spread thighs that Ross was standing close enough to his humping daughter to touch the head of his cock to her quickly moving flesh.
Christy moaned louder and backed toward his cockhead, still jerking up and down like a ball on a paddle. The rocking motions of her body were rubbing her pussy against his hard cock- and she speeded up even more when she felt his big cockhead push in.
Christy looked down, hanging her head below her shoulders. She could see between the V of her inner thighs that Jill's hands were guiding Ross's huge cock against her ass. And, as the younger girl watched, her sister pushed Daddy's cock down and stirred the big cockhead right into the center of her cunt.
"Fuck me!" Ross shouted.
He leaned forward a fraction. His cockhead slipped in so easily.
Christy was amazed that her flesh yielded so easily. But then she saw that Jill was stirring the cockhead into her cunt, rolling the knob-like ball of hard flesh between Christy's wet pussy-lips.
Christy's cunt was hot and ready from her whipping.
Ross leaned forward again. "Fuck!"
The whip cracked Christy's hovering ass.
She launched into a series of long up-and-down strokes that stirred his huge cockhead in the gripping mouth of her pussy.
"No," Ross said.
The belt snapped against her ass straight toward the wall. Christy tried to get away-and pulled her cunt straight off his cock.
She gasped and pushed with her arms. Her cunt traveled far up his prick, making Christy moan in a rising note.
The belt whipped her ass back off his cock.
Christy slammed forward into the back of the couch faster this time.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he exclaimed every time the belt made her jerk off his huge cock.
Soon Christy felt the sharp cracks of the belt as deep bursts of bliss from her cunt. The transformation spurred her on. She fucked like a racehorse that was being whipped toward the finish line.
Ross let his two daughters do all the work. All he did was to set the pace with his belt. And through it all, Christy could hear the faint whirring of the camera.
Jill's hands gripped his cock and his balls.
Christy's tight pink pussy moved up and down the first few inches below his deeply buried cockhead.
Christy raised her head, pushing her cunt back farther with every ounce of strength she could bring to bear.
Her cunt ate inch after inch of cock-until Christy screamed.
But she set her teeth and kept going. She felt Daddy's cock seem to split her guts apart as it rammed steadily up her overstretched pussy.
She pushed back until the tender mouth of her pussy found Jill's hand gripping his cock near the middle of the long throbbing cockshaft. She winced and pushed again, and Jill's hand moved out of her way.
Christy let her breath out in a gasp, resting for a moment with Daddy's huge cock filling her like that. And then the belt stroked across her ass again. Christy pulled herself toward the living room wall fast.
She could feel her cunt gripping him as his cock slipped out inch by inch. When the tight ring of her pussy-mouth sucked tight around the rim of his cockhead, she pushed her cunt back again.
She fucked in long agonizing strokes, a slave to the tempo of the belt whips on her firm young ass. She lost track of time; she didn't know how long she forced her cock-filled pussy to fuck. She just did it, lost in a haze.
He led her to a quicker pace. Christy's pleading moans were louder, and the only way she could breathe was to time her breaths to her fucking.
Her cunt conformed to every contour of her father's oversized prick. She dragged the sucking mouth of her pussy over the ruddy meat of his cock, she could feel his quickening heartbeat in its strong pulsing. She fucked until Jill's voice brought her out of her pleasured trance.
"Move that virgin cunt-wiggle your ass, you bad girl," Jill said.
The impatience in her voice was punctuated by a rude slap on Christy's ass with Jill's bare hand.
"Hey! I don't-ow! Ouch! Ah!" she yelled.
With her tiny ass suddenly in the grip of Jill's hands. For with every panting breath that Christy could gasp into her lungs to scream back out again, the older girl was twisting and yanking her cock-filled cunt.
Jill knelt behind Christy and leaned against her, using her body for leverage. She turned and twisted Christy's ass from side to side, and Christy felt Ross's stiff cock gouging her.
Christy gripped the polished wood of the couch's back, letting Jill grind her ass on Daddy's huge cock.
She couldn't stop moaning in a shuddering note that never seemed to stop. She tossed her head back, doggedly holding her ground as her cunt twisted and turned on Daddy's prick.
And then she heard Ross's familiar warning growl. As that warning became a roar, Jill pushed Christy off Daddy's cock.
Christy gasped in shock and pain. She slammed into the wall, turning her head to take the impact on her cheek instead of her nose. She lost her grip on the couch.
She felt the warm sticky splashing of Daddy's cum on her ass and cunt. She heard Jill gasping and gobbling. And she imagined the camera recording all the gushing streams of white cock-cream that she couldn't even see.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Christy stayed in her unnatural posture on the couch, leaning against the wall. She panted for breath. She thrilled to the feel of the warm cum drops hitting her ass, cunt and thighs.
The excited sounds Jill made as she ate his cum gave Christy a clear image of the view she couldn't see. She knew Jill's face and tits were covered with the wonderful stuff.
The sounds changed subtly. Christy breathed heavily, wondering why.
When she turned to look behind her, she saw Daddy and Jill had moved away from her, closer to the camera. Jill's hands and mouth were already working hard to bring Daddy's long thick cock to hardness again.
Christy slowly fell to one side. She decided she would sit this one out. She sucked her breath in when her leg-muscles protested her movements. She fell to the couch with a gasp.
There was cum all over the place.
Christy's ass and cunt were plastered with it. When her eyes focused, she could see the white smears on her sister's hard-working mouth.
Christy sighed. The whir of the camera and the panting of sweaty bodies all blended into a hypnotic sound. The rapid movements of her sister's loud sucking mouth-and the accenting grunts of Ross as he fed her his cock-lulled her into a deep trance of cock-lust.
Jill could wrap her mouth around her father's huge cock like Christy only wished she could. The young blonde watched Jill's wide, cock-stuffed mouth move far up and down Daddy's prick with an incredible style that left Christy in awe.
Jill's lips drooled spit. She moved her head so fast that Christy could see the tightly stretched skin of her father's prick sliding rapidly back and forth against the hardening cockmeat underneath.
And, as Christy watched with wide blue eyes, Daddy's cock got bigger and harder. His cum was everywhere-but Jill's hot cunt-like mouth was making Ross start all over again.
The lens of the camera seemed to draw her attention, and she realized that her well-fucked young cunt was in the direct background, and the camera could see her behind Jill's thrusting mouth and Daddy's stiffening prick.
Christy blushed. She lay with her knee up on the back of the couch, her other foot on the floor. She exposed her bare pussy while Jill sucked Daddy's cock. She felt a fresh hot dribble of cum leak from her pussy. Christy's eyes followed Jill's head back and forth. She couldn't believe how much of Daddy's big thick cockshaft was being sucked in and out noisily of her sister's amazing mouth.
Jill moaned and gasped, her eyes closed, her hands running up and down her well-matured body.
Ross was standing with his hips thrust forward, watching Jill suck his cock like a well-oiled piston. His eyes rolled back and drifted shut as Christy watched.
After Jill had mouth-fucked a few more long quick strokes, he started to groan louder with every sudden disappearance of his prick into Jill's gasping throat.
Christy realized that she had been gently smearing Daddy's cum on her splayed pussy. She blushed again, but then tickled her pussy with purpose, giving the camera something to record while it filmed Jill's tireless cocksucking mouth.
The older girl showed no signs of stopping or even slowing down. Her quick snapping movements rocked her body as she knelt at her father's feet. She sucked his cock energetically.
Christy moved her hips to the grinding tempo of Jill's mouth.
Daddy's big cock was profile to the video camera. When Christy saw that it was now at its hardest, she sighed. She tickled her own tiny cunt in deeper strokes to the incessant rhythm of Jill's mouth.
Christy saw the ruddy outline of his cock in Jill's mouth. She smiled. She let her tongue out. And she moved her hand deeper in her baby-bare pussy.
Jill was incredible. She was moaning, her mouth making her father's whole huge cock throb for more.
The veins in his prick were thick and blue. Some trailed along his long thick cockshaft, and some ran down the whole length like steel cords. Christy loved to see his cock so big and huge.
Christy sat up straighter and spread her legs as far apart as she could. She brought her knees up to her shoulders, giving the camera her purest smile.
She rocked her hairless pink pussy toward the camera.
When Ross began to moan, Christy reached down and pulled her tight pussy lips apart, thinking that if Daddy came soon, it would be her last chance to show off her freshly popped fuck-hole.
But, as she watched her father fucking, his big cock stayed huge and stiff, the cockhead looking like an overblown balloon waiting to explode.
With every thrust of Jill's cock-filled mouth, Christy expected Daddy to cum.
But his strained groaning didn't become the loud sound that accompanied the sudden gushing of his big cock. It remained a controlled groan, like a determined athlete working out in a gym. With a long way to go.
Jill was doing all the work. Christy had to admire her sister's hot cocksucking. The girl was making her father's prick into a stiff arched mass of cockmeat more beautiful than Christy had ever seen it. And she hadn't even touched it. Christy wouldn't ever be able to suck Daddy like that. She knew it.
Jill's tightly stretched lips flew up and down, forcing Daddy's cock to slip and slide under her rubbery grip. Christy could see the big bulge of Daddy's cockhead plow back and forth along Jill's sucking cheek.
His groaning told Christy that he wasn't through yet.
He put his hands on his hips, holding his straining prick out for Jill to suck.
As Christy watched him, the look of determination on her sweat-shining face told her that he would tax even Jill's powers before his big prick came again.
Running drips of spit ran down the underside of his cock and onto his hairy balls. More hot saliva was drooling from Jill's relentless mouth all the time.
Jill faltered. Her mouth missed a beat, and she made Ross grunt with pain when his cock slammed into her mouth at the wrong angle.
Jill changed styles before she hurt him again. While Christy watched with her finger in her pussy, Jill came all the way off Daddy's prick on the next stroke. She looked at her father and slurped his cockhead out of her mouth with a loud squishy noise. Then her mouth went wild, covering his wet purple cockhead and his throbbing cockshaft with her spit as if she could go on all day.
Ross gasped in uneven bursts of breath. His daughter's lips jabbed onto his stiff prick from this side and that. She ran her sucking mouth around his cockhead and on the sides of his prick. Whenever her mouth clamped down, Ross gasped again.
Christy saw him reach down and wrap his fingers around the base of his cockshaft. He squeezed, and his cockhead swelled like a balloon.
Jill groaned, and her mouth pushed and pressed hard as she covered his cock with kisses.
Ross held his prick steady, gasping.
Christy dug her finger in her pussy, inspired by the way Jill lunged and stabbed with her long tongue.
Christy could hear it plainly-Jill's tongue lapping his cock so hard. Jill never stopped.
Christy wondered how much tape was left in the camera. When she looked at the camera, she noticed a flashing warning light.
Christy .decided it would be a shame if Daddy's cock didn't shoot more wonderful cum before the end of their hot movie.
She noticed the sweat running off Jill's hardworking body and the way the older girl's breath was gasping.
Jill moved all over Daddy's cock. But Christy realized that she was finally slowing down.
Jill's hands were on her own body, holding her hips to add leverage to her bent-over position. When she moved her hands up and gripped Ross's thighs, gasping, Christy decided that her sister could use some help.
She slowly got her feet down on the floor in front of Jill. She leaned closer, watching Jill's quick tongue.
Christy squealed in half-shock and half-delight when Ross reached out and pulled her by the neck toward his stiff, wet cock.
"Share Daddy's cock," he said in a throaty growl. "And share it nice."
Ross turned to face the tripod-mounted video camera as his eager daughters met at his prick. He sat on the couch as they worked together with their mouths, licking and sucking his cock.
Ross had kept his grip on Christy's slim neck, and Christy realized when Daddy's hand started to guide her willing mouth up and down his prick that he was holding Jill's neck with his other hand.
For a long moment it was as if they were both sitting still and their father's long cock was sliding quickly between them. But when Christy felt her father's hand tighten on her neck and force her mouth to move faster on his cock, the illusion was shattered.
She loved the way Daddy made her suck. She felt completely at his mercy. She tried to anticipate what his hand on the back of her neck would do, and she did it with immediate cooperation.
Christy cast a glance at the camera. She turned her head as she used her lips and tongue on Daddy's big cock. Her soft cheek brushed against the bulging edges of his cockhead.
She and Jill were both moaning out loud. Their faces were both sloppy-wet already, from their cheeks to their chins. She couldn't see her father's face without moving her head in his grip, but Christy was sure she would enjoy watching his expression on the television set.
Christy took the initiative to fondle one of his spit-slippery balls. Jill noticed, and for once she followed Christy's lead. The younger girl began to squeeze the big hairy ball in her hand, and she watched Jill do the same thing.
Their father grunted.
Christy's heart raced. She licked and sucked faster and harder as her head was moved up and down his prick. She made sure that the camera would be able to see his cum when he tensed and made the loud noise again.
His hand tightened, and he pushed Christy onto his stiff prick so hard that her lips mashed flat. She could tell from Jill's sudden wide-eyed look that Ross had done the same thing to her.
She felt Daddy's body shift on the couch. Then she felt his foot plant for a moment on her back. Christy got her knees under her and braced herself.
She moved her tongue determinedly on his stiff prick, but her face was mashed so tight that all she could do was roll her tongue over his hot flesh.
His hips rolled back. And his cock jutted up in the air. His heavy balls pulled up off the couch, then tipped and hung over the front edge of the cushion when he relaxed.
"Now," he said with a long hard sigh. "Now Daddy's good little girls are going to eat more cum."
They both made loud muffled sounds of excitement as Christy knelt to one side.
Their willing mouths met where Ross's prick rose between them. They kept their double grips on his balls.
Ross braced his foot down on the small of Christy's back, and she could tell from the way he balanced himself that he was doing the same thing on Jill's supple backside.
Then he launched into a sudden flurry of motion.
His hand started to pump Christy's and Jill's mouths on his prick. And his hips started to jerk up and down to the same sudden beat.
His breath gushed out harder as his daughters eagerly followed the quick strokes of his prick across their faces.
Christy reached up with her tongue on every upstroke, following through with an upward flick of the tip of her tongue. She did the same when his hand forced her mouth down to the thick base of his cockshaft, flicking down before she was pulled back up.
It made Christy think of an amusement park ride. She rode her lips up and down happily, sucking until Daddy and Jill could both hear her hungry mouth.
Soon every upward thrust of their heads was accompanied by a groan from their father Christy imagined what her and Jill's double suck must feel like on his lucky cock.
They traveled up and down. Christy knew how much he loved it when the steady groans rose in volume.
Daddy was usually quiet as he fucked. But now, with both of his eager daughters using their mouths to serve his huge prick, he was making lots of noise. And that made Christy lick and suck harder than ever.
Christy remembered that Daddy had already cum twice. She squeezed her hand on his hairy ball harder as she thought about it. She glanced down and saw the loose skin of his balls stretching tightly as his spongy balls bulged from hers and Jill's gripping hands.
Ross's groans had become gasps. She used her own high-pitched voice in a muffled response. She and Jill both gasped when their heads were forced to a faster pace.
Christy's lips stretched like a rubber band. She rolled her slippery face over his hot throbbing prick as it slipped past.
His groans had become gasping commands to suck. Christy heard his tortured voice and put so much suction on her lips that she could hear wet leaky squeaks that tickled her lips.
Daddy's hips jerked with a sudden spasm that drove his long prick across his daughters' cock-hungry mouths. And the next time Christy was dragged up his prick, she saw a pearly white drop of cum shimmering on her Daddy's piss-hole.
Jill saw it too. Christy tried to reach it with her tongue-tip. But even as her head was pulled away, she saw Jill's long tongue lash out like a lizard's and catch the tasty drop.
Ross's hips moved faster. He changed his movements so that as Christy's and Jill's heads slowed, his prick speeded up.
The fucking motions of his hips became a snapping series of thrusts that ground his prick up between his gasping daughters harder than ever.
And his loud outbursts took on clarity. "Suck! Suck-Daddy's! Oh! Oh! Oh!" he cried, pushing their heads on his cock from either side.
Christy felt Daddy's huge purple cockhead plow across her cheek, and after a few more strokes, she felt another sticky drop leak from it.
Daddy was still crying out like he was trying to pull his huge prick out of a crushing vise. His grip on the back of Jill's neck tightened until she knew it would be bruised for days.
His cries stopped abruptly.
Christy shut her eyes. She realized that Daddy was holding his breath. And when his lungs emptied in a roar, his cock swelled and gushed.
His hips jerked and thrashed on the couch. He held his daughters' faces up to the top of his long thick cockshaft to take his cum on then-faces.
Christy loved it. He wiped her face over his gushing cockhead, and she tasted it as it splashed into her mouth. She saw that Jill was gobbling up mouthfuls of it, gulping quickly.
Ross's cock flexed. Every vein bulged.
Christy watched Daddy's prick shoot a thick white ribbon of hot cum into the air between her and Jill.
She squealed happily. Another thick stream of cum shot far above her. When a drool of thick white jizz bubbled from his huge cockhead, Christy ate it hurriedly. Then she and Jill both sucked up the rest of his cum.
CHAPTER NINE
Christy wandered in a daze for the rest of the day.
Jill had to go to cheerleader's practice. Daddy had gone to get some shopping done.
Christy felt like her cunt was bombed away. It was still numb hours after her wonderful video fuck.
She had asked Jill and found out that the tape was safely locked away. Christy looked forward to seeing herself and Jill suck and fuck Daddy with a barely contained youthful enthusiasm that was like torture to her.
She did some chores around the house, and soon she found herself in the den.
She casually polished and straightened her way to Daddy's video cabinet. She gave the cabinet door a pull. When the polished wooden door swung open, Christy's eyes popped and her face stretched into a wide smile.
She glanced to the door of the den.
Then she looked in the cabinet.
There were lots of tapes, all in their own black plastic covers. She saw the cases were numbered. But there were no movie titles on them. She rummaged through the rows of tapes, being careful to leave them all in their original order and positions on the shelves.
Then one tape caught her eye.
She picked up the tape. It was the only one that was completely free of dust. And then she noticed that the dark wood grain of the shelf that had been under it was dust-smeared.
She held the tape close to her body. She was panting in her pink T-shirt already. She glanced at the spine of the tape-and realized that the numbers were today's date.
Christy almost ran to the corner of the den where all Daddy's video equipment was set up on the shelves of his entertainment center. She found the recorder/player and put the cassette into the slot.
She looked nervously to the door again as the slot to the VCR opened and the machine suddenly sucked the tape inside.
She turned the television on and watched the big screen burst to life. She saw the image of Daddy on the screen, sitting on the living-room couch, holding a newspaper up.
Christy saw herself and Jill enter hand-in-hand. She got shivers all over when she saw herself sit next to Daddy.
She remembered the dialogue as she heard it. All that talk about Daddy's special toy was making Christy's over-fucked pussy hot and wet already. And she hadn't even seen any of the good parts yet.
Christy sat on the edge of Daddy's big upholstered recliner, watching herself on the television screen. And she couldn't get the grin off her face.
She looked pretty sitting next to Daddy in her tiny T-shirt and white cut-off shorts. And she liked the look on her face while she watched Daddy open his pants and pull out his long thick cock.
Daddy's huge prick looked even bigger on the television screen than it did in real life. Even though she knew what was going to happen next, she couldn't take her eyes off his big beautiful prick.
When she saw her hand reach out and touch his cock, Christy crossed her legs where she sat in front of the TV. The image of her hand rubbing her Daddy's stiff prick was making her pussy tingle strongly.
Then she saw Jill's mouth start to suck it. Her own mouth joined Jill's.
She sat on the edge of the chair and started to moan to herself. Seeing Daddy's huge cock sticking up between their eager mouths was so exciting-she wished it was really happening again.
Christy remembered exactly what she had been thinking during the moments she and Jill had been double-sucking Daddy's cock. She watched as she and Jill licked and sucked in a competitive way.
Christy thought she was the better cocksucker. She was impressed by the way her mouth moved up and down his cock.
Then she got to the part where Jill wanted to show off her body. She heard Jill's mock-baby tones and Christy made a face. She smiled when Jill went into her act, leaving Christy all alone with Daddy's tasty cock, Christy giggled at the screen. She was going wild, sucking like crazy while Jill pulled off her sweater and wiggled her big tits for Daddy.
Jill showed off her pussy for Daddy and the camera. While Jill grinned with her shirt up, showing her fuzzy fuck-hole, Christy sucked his cock in a fast-motion frenzy, trying to steal his cum.
She paid special attention to the screen for the next part. She watched closely. Daddy's cock gushed cum.
Christy laughed excitedly, watching Daddy's cock buck and twist in her hands. And she marveled at all the thick white cum that sprayed onto her young pretty face. It was beautiful.
Christy felt proud. She noticed the way Daddy writhed on the couch, a grimace on his face. And most of all, the way his huge cock unloaded all that hot tasty cum.
She watched herself and her sister moan and groan, licking up all his cum like it was candy.
Daddy's cock just kept spurting the stuff out.
"Christy?"
She spun around at the sound of the voice. For one split second she thought that her mother had arrived home early. But when she saw Jill standing in the doorway, she sighed in relief.
Christy saw that her sister's eyes had focused on the image of her own naked body on the TV screen. Jill was watching herself eat cum, her staring eyes wide.
"Wow! Daddy's got a big cock. And he sure gives out with a huge load of cum, huh, Christy?" Jill chuckled. "Wow! I can almost taste the stuff now."
Christy heard Jill sigh.
Jill came closer to the screen.
Christy moved over on the chair, her eyes locked on the TV screen. She had to admit that her own mouth was watering for Daddy's cock too. Just watching was enough to get Christy's cock-hunger going.
Then she noticed that while Jill was standing near her, watching herself eat Daddy's thick white cum, she had snaked down the front of her tight blue jeans and was tickling her cunt.
Jill noticed her little sister watching her. She just shrugged, moving her hand faster inside her jeans.
The tape had advanced to the part where m Christy was being obstinate. She saw her bratty face and the way she refused to let go of Daddy's huge prick.
Christy's palms were damp while she watched herself expecting a spanking as she pulled down her pants for her big-cocked father.
Christy saw the look on her face when her father whipped off his belt. She cringed on the chair, remembering her humiliation and pain. She reached up to shut the VCR off.
Jill grabbed her arm.
"Leave it on. I like this part," Jill said smugly.
Christy pulled her hand away from her sister's grip. She watched out of the corner of her eye as Daddy made her get down on the floor with her bare little ass in the air.
She also saw Daddy guide Jill's hands to his prick. On the screen, Jill smiled as she rubbed and stroked her father's stiff cock.
Christy watched her ass take the first lashing blow of his belt. The clap of leather on flesh was loud enough to come through the tape like a gunshot.
Christy jumped on the seat of the chair as she saw the black belt strike her pale ass. "Ow!" Christy said, giggling embarrassingly Prissy stayed with him, bumping up and down on the floor as his cock drilled her cunt.
"You're a good fuck," he whispered.
"Fuck me, fuck me then!" Prissy purred.
Harder, faster, hotter.
Thump! Pump! Hump! Bump!
Two fuckers in the cove of paradise, locked together on the floor, cock and cunt igniting a fire within both of them, a low-burning flame that suddenly raged into a sweeping blaze that consumed them.
Wally shuddered wildly, moaned, then shot off in Prissy's pussy.
Prissy bounced obscenely under him and let the heat of the fire burn through her, simmer her, inflame her, as she rode the sparks of her climax.
"Ah, baby!" he gulped.
"Ahhhhh! Oooh!" Prissy mumbled.
Wally slumped over on top of her, then lifted off. He pulled out, satisfied, elated, in hog-fucking heaven having just fucked the sweet cheerleader.
Bill came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his midsection.
Christy could sec the auburn fur of Jill's cunt, and she smelled the musky fragrance of her sister's juicy pussy.
Christy winced when the belt cracked cross her bare ass again. She saw the way she exposed her little hairless pussy to Daddy and to the camera.
She giggled as she sat on the chair. She knew what was coming next.
Christy watched the screen as Daddy ordered her up on the couch. She was staring wide-eyed when she saw herself get up and position herself with her tight pink pussy in clear view of the camera.
Daddy stepped closer to her whip-marked ass.
Christy watched as he leaned forward and Jill's hands guided his cockhead into the wet little slit of pussy.
Christy heard herself beg to be fucked. As she watched Daddy's cock push hard into her tight pussy, she groaned and touched her pussy, remembering the wonderful feeling of Daddy's huge cockhead stretching her tiny fuck-hole and wedging inside.
She watched his cockhead disappear. And she noticed the way Jill's hands had turned and twisted his cock to stir it between the tight pink folds of her young cunt.
Christy glanced over at Jill again. Now the older girl had yanked her jeans down and was fucking her cunt with two fingers, her eyes glued to the TV screen. Christy could hear the wet noises of her pussy as she watched her own little cunt get fucked on the television.
Christy felt herself give in. Her hands moved down to her own hot cunt. The image of Daddy's huge cock forcing its way inch by hard thick inch into her tight little cunt was so beautiful that Christy had to touch her pussy now.
When Daddy's big red prick started to slide tightly in and out of her cunt on the screen, her hands tore her pants open and found her hot slit for a brisk finger-fuck.
She watched in awe as her little pussy stretched to wrap around Daddy's huge gorgeous prick.
She dug fingers into her pussy, wiggling them fast while her eyes followed her father's cock fucking in and out of her cunt. She gasped, wishing she could be back there right now-taking his cock over and over again just like her tiny cunt was doing on the videotape.
But she had to be content with her own fingers, and she did her best, unconsciously following Jill's motions to stir her pussy into a wet warm state that made it even more fun to watch Daddy fuck her.
Jill pulled her jeans down and her panties were half off one hip. She was leaning back against the love seat adjacent to Christy's chair.
Christy had to turn her head away from the TV to see Jill's hand wiggling at the wrist. She could imagine what Jill's fingers were doing in her fuzzy cunt.
The screen was filled with the image of I Daddy's huge hard cock. And while his daughters watched the screen, his cock slipped in and out of his youngest daughter's willing young pussy.
Christy moved her hands faster when Daddy's prick fucked faster. She realized that she and Jill were both moaning out loud as they watched.
More cock rammed into Christy's pussy, and it rammed up her fuck-hole much faster than before.
Christy's hand shivered in her cunt. She could feel her pussy charging already. She was ready to cum just watching Daddy's giant prick fuck her little pussy. Her fingers jabbed with every thrust of his prick.
Jill was watching Christy's pussy stretch open for every slamming thrust of Daddy's cock. She had pulled one leg out of her jeans and her panties. Her bare knee was propped up on the arm of the love seat. And her finger was stabbing her pussy in plain view of her sister's eyes.
Christy glanced back to the TV, and her own hand stirred her cunt faster.
Daddy was making her fuck with the belt. Her ass fucked and jerked in quick motions to try to avoid the belt.
She was thinking back to how wonderful it felt to be forced to fuck like that. Her pussy sparked, just from the memory of each deep stroke of Daddy's prick.
Christy fanned that spark into a flame with her wiggling fingers. Her hips rocked quickly on the chair.
She noticed that Jill had sprawled across the cushions of the love seat. And her eyes were locked to the TV screen the same way her fingers were locked in her pussy.
On the TV, Christy saw Jill grip her by the ass and make her twist and turn while Daddy's cock slipped deeper.
Christy stirred her finger in her pussy,
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CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Prissy had things going her way. She would start in one week modeling on Saturdays at Snazzy's in the mall, the Bradford boys were going to the state tournament, and she would be there, performing, looking beautiful, sexy-a teenaged goddess. She knew the magazine would print her pictures and she would maybe get a big modeling offer.
In addition, Prissy-in her eighteenth year- had learned a lot about life, especially men.
CHAPTER TEN
Her confused words died on the fuzzy pink lips of Jill's hot pussy. "Eat it!"
While Christy tried to breathe with her face trapped under Jill's sweet-smelling cunt, her sister humped her mouth impatiently.
Christy couldn't turn her head away. She couldn't breathe. She opened her mouth, pushing Jill's cunt away to get some room for air.
Jill laughed, pushing her pussy harder into her gasping face.
Then she sensed Jill's sudden fear, even before she heard Daddy's booming voice fill the room.
"What the fuck is this!" Jill's thighs snapped together, and her strong inner thighs clamped down on Christy's face. "Get off of her!"
Jill made a frightened sound and hopped off Christy's head.
When Christy could look up and see her father's face, he was livid.
"Daddy, I didn't mean to-" "Quiet! How did you get into those tapes? What did I tell you about that cabinet?"
And from the look in his eyes, Christy knew that it was best to say nothing.
Ross took a deep breath. He let it out slowly.
The tension thickened until Christy was sure she could cut it with a knife.
She didn't dare even to look at Jill. But she knew the older girl was fidgeting where she stood. She knew Jill was scared to death, just like she was.
"Well," he said with finality. "I see that you two cunt-sucking young ladies need to be taught "You know where my office is, don't you?" "Sure."
"Well, everyone will be gone, why don't you drive there? I'll meet you. Just come in the back way."
"Okay," Prissy agreed.
Hank left and Prissy drove to her uncle's manufacturing firm. She parked in the lot out back. She blushed her cheeks with Maybelline pink, her lips with Hot Lips gloss, a cheery cherry-red lipstick, and fixed her ponytail.
She walked to the office. The door was ajar. She walked in. Hank sat behind his desk. His office was dimly lit, the carpet a deep wine-burgundy, thick, plush. He got up. Prissy closed the door.
Hank came around the desk, swept her into his arms and kissed her fresh lips. His hands played on her ass. His big prick slithered upward.
Hank dipped to his knees. He lifted her school skirt over her tight, snug, pink panties, licked his lascivious tongue up her thighs, then wobbled it into the crotch of her pink panties.
He flapped wildly at the crotch, licking and kissing.
Jill came into the room fast, the camera they had used earlier was held carefully in both hands.
"I got it," Jill said.
Then she saw Christy sitting naked on Daddy's big recliner, and she gave a sigh.
"You were quick enough to stick your cunt in Christy's face," he said.
As he spoke, he was looking at the camera, checking to see if it was full of blank tape and that its battery was fully charged.
Jill laughed an unconvincing laugh. "Oh, that. We were only playing-" "So now you can return the favor," he interrupted. He held the camera to his face, hiding the beginnings of a smile. "Get down there and let Daddy see how nice you suck Christy's cunt."
Jill swallowed hard. She glanced at Christy.
By now Christy was lying back in the big brown leather chair. She held her lean thighs far apart. She displayed her pretty pink pussy for Jill with a slight upward tilt of her hips. And she gave Jill a triumphant grin.
"Do it!" Ross hit a red button on the camera and it whirred to life. "Give the same good cunt-sucking to Christy that you wanted to get from her."
He stepped closer, watching her through the eye of the camera.
Jill shot Christy a nasty stare-and then wiped it off her face quickly when she remembered the camera.
"Okay, Daddy," Jill said, giving the camera a weak grin. "I'll do anything you say."
She turned toward Christy's cunt.
Jill went down on her knees and approached her little sister's pussy. And Ross followed her, keeping the camera at the level of her face.
Christy couldn't help giggling when Jill bent down and kissed the smooth pink mouth of her little pussy. She lifted her knees up, putting her feet on the edges of the chair.
Ross moved closer, the lens focusing.
Christy gasped and gripped the wide padded arms of the chair. Jill's hot mouth began to explore the tight hairless lips of her cunt.
She could feel Jill's tongue timidly tickle the peaked tip of her cunt, right where Christy's tiny clit nestled comfortably. Christy gasped when Jill tickled her tiny pearl-like bud.
"Damn it!" Ross shouted. "Stick your tongue out and lick it!"
Jill gave a little moan that shivered Christy's cunt. Then she opened her mouth and stuck her long tongue out. She flicked the tip against Christy's warming cunt-mouth.
The young blonde gasped louder, and her body stiffened on the chair. Then she felt Jill's tongue start to glide up and down her cunt.
"That's it," Ross said. "Nice pretty little strokes."
He followed every move of Jill's tongue from closer range.
Christy gasped again and again. She looked down through wide blue eyes as her sister licked her pussy, watching Jill's long tongue lap her pussy.
Jill never looked up at Christy's face as she made Christy moan out loud.
"Faster!" Ross exclaimed. "Lick it good and you get fucked-if not, you get the belt!" Jill tongued Christy's pussy faster than ever.
Christy had to gasp and grip the arms of the chair. She bit her lower Up, watching Jill's quick tongue in awe.
"Tongue-fuck her," Ross said. "Deep!"
Jill obeyed. She lunged forward, stabbing her tongue into the tight wet slit of Christy's warming cunt.
Christy moaned again. It felt so good.
Jill's tongue slipped into her pussy over and over, and with every trip back out of her cunt, the tip flicked at Christy's hot little clit.
Christy's hips moved with that wonderful tongue. Her gasps became a deep panting of breath. She scooted lower, pushing her wet cunt closer to Jill's face.
When the camera panned slowly up Jill's body, she acted even hotter for the all-seeing eye. She put a look of pure bliss on her pretty face, and moved her body sensuously.
Christy rocked her ass for Jill's tongue.
When the camera focused on her face, Christy put a cock-hungry pout on her lips and a wide-eyed stare of pleading.
"Oh, Daddy!" she cooed, rocking her cunt on Jill's busy tongue. "I can see how big your cock is-right through your pants."
She pointed to his crotch. And she licked her lips.
"I'll be a good girl," she promised. "Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck my little pussy."
The camera panned back down her lean young body and came to rest aimed at Jill's cunt-licking. The older girl was going strong, lapping up and down into Christy's wet cunt.
Ross's tight shot of Jill's tongue made the thrill of Hank's big, hard prick diddling her pussy.
"Wanna just fuck you always, like this," he whispered, clutching her ass tighter, shoving two more inches of his super-cock into her.
Prissy dipped her chin, looked down, watched the creamy slide of his handsome hard-on as it pushed in and pulled out of her sucking pussy.
"You're fuckin' me, Uncle Hank!" she blurted.
"Oh, yes, darling! Tell me to fuck you!" "Huh?"
"Tell me. Tell me to fuck you."
"Well... ah ... " "Come on!"
"Well, fuck me then!"
"Oh, yes! Oh, Prissy!" he panted, sliding a bit lower, his knees cocked, his ass working now to pump his cock at her cunt.
"Yes, yes, darling! Tell me! I love it!"
His eyes were glazed. Prissy looked into his passionate face.
"Fuck me then, Uncle Hank! Keep fuckin' me then! That's what you're doin'!"
"Yes, fuckin' you!"
head, and she licked with renewed energy.
Christy stroked Ross's hardening prick. She squeezed it and felt the dense meat of his prick flex in response. She sighed in appreciation, then tried to pull his prick toward her mouth.
Ross moved so that Christy could see his prick hang over her body while she stroked it. She put both hands on his long cockshaft. She pumped up and down, watching the stretched skin of his prick slide over the rigid cockmeat beneath.
"Suck her cunt until she cums," Ross ordered down to Jill's wiggling head. "Or I'll whip your ass till this tape runs out."
His tone dared Jill to fail.
Then he moved the camera up Christy's body to focus on his cock.
Christy moved her little hands in long slow strokes. She felt his cock swell with each pulse of his heart. She licked her lips, already hungry to taste it.
The constant movement of Jill's tongue was making Christy's whole body feel like it was being teased by electric charges. Every time Jill's tongue-tip brushed her hair-trigger clit, Christy jumped, and her hands clamped down on Daddy's stiffening prick.
Ross kept his cock in camera range.
Christy heard his command to kiss it.
Christy looked straight up into the camera's shiny glass lens. She planted her lips on Daddy's big cockhead, trying to look pretty.
Jill seemed to be unaware that Daddy was no longer watching her. Her strong tongue never slowed. Christy's pussy was wetter and hotter, sparking with stronger electric flashes.
Christy felt like a movie star as she kissed Daddy's swelling cockhead. She gripped his stretching cockshaft tightly with both hands and sucked her parted lips on his cockhead from different angles, putting on a show for the camera and for Daddy.
Then she shivered with another rush. Jill's tongue was still licking every part of her juicy cunt that it could reach. And it was getting better now that Christy had a mouthful of Ross's huge cock.
She let Jill's cunt-licking inspire her. Her mouth went wild on the bulging head of Ross's cock. Her small pink lips clamped and sucked. Her hands pulled and squeezed, hardening his prick into an unbending column.
Ross leaned forward, watching Christy from above as she kissed the head of his cock. Her big blue eyes glazed with lust.
of that big hard thing!"
"Prissy, Prissy!" he whined.
They fucked up and down, bumped, humped, pumped, clumped there on the floor.
"Yeahhh!" he moaned. "Fuckin' you, Prissy!"
"Fuckin' me, Uncle Hank . . . but you gotta pay me if you're gonna keep fuckin'!"
"I will, always!" he gulped.
"Okay, then. Fuck fuck fuck fuck . . . like that, when I talk like that!"
He did. He was so hot he was jerking up and down in wild fuck-pumps. His big cock was slugging in and out of Prissy's pussy.
"I'm not gonna ever say that again unless you pay me, Uncle Hank," Prissy cooed.
"I will . . . hell, I'll put you on the payroll here at the company. How's that?"
"Fuck me, Uncle Hank! You just keep fuckin' me, damn it!" Prissy squealed with delight.
Daddy's cock got bigger and harder, starting to throb like a huge heart.
Christy gazed up at the camera as she moved her head in little jerks. She timed the short movements to her sucking, and her pumping hands to the same quick tempo.
She moaned urgently, feeling the sound shiver Daddy's huge mouth-filling cockhead.
Daddy groaned.
Jill's tongue had centered its attention on Christy's hot little cut. She was licking and sucking the tiny pink bud.
Christy jerked her ass on the chair, moaning louder around the spongy head of her father's prick.
She moved her head farther, her lips pulling up tight against the thick rim of Ross's stiff cockhead. Now that his cock was hard and throbbing, the oversized cockhead was stuck tightly in Christy's mouth. She couldn't get it out if she tried.
But she didn't care; she was too busy giving her best cocksucking ever for Daddy's whirring camera. She slipped her hands more loosely on the stiff shaft of his cock, moving her head to the same rhythm as her pussy's thrusting into Jill's wonderful tongue.
Christy moaned with every breath, using the sound waves to vibrate his cockhead with shivers. She drew back until her lips bashed into the rim of his bloated cockhead, sucking as hard as she possibly could.
Ross moved back with a gasp.
Christy felt his whole cock harden like iron. His cockhead swelled until she thought her jaws might snap.
Jill's tongue was stirring Christy's pussy.
The young beautiful blonde moaned louder and louder with her mouth overstretched around the huge thick shaft of Daddy's delicious cock. Her hands gripped his strong prick until his flexing made the girl's small fingers give way.
Christy held onto Ross's huge prick while she launched into a series of sudden shocks from the incessant licking of Jill's tongue. Christy almost choked when her body began to double up on the chair.
Her clit seemed to explode-and Jill caught a fresh wave of hot pussy-juice in her mouth.
Christy flung her ass up into Jill's busy mouth, cumming like a machine-gun with its trigger jammed closed.
She could feel her own hot sweet girl-cum flood out of her pussy. She pushed her exploding cunt up for Jill to keep her cumming.
Christy's hands started to jerk in a brisk double-time. Her sucking mouth moved as far as her mouthful of Daddy's cock would allow. She brought her lips a few inches up his cock and then slammed back down. She looked excitedly up at Daddy.
She came in stronger shocks. Her mouth clamped down involuntarily onto her father's cockhead.
Ross hissed and the camera wiggled, but he steadied it with a measured intake of breath.
Jill's tongue dipped and circled, drawing another string of gut-wrenching shocks from Christy's cunt.
When the camera panned away from Christy's cock-filled mouth, Jill looked up with her cheeks and chin shiny wet.
Their father videotaped Jill's dreamy-eyed expression when she saw his huge stiff cock stuffed into Christy's little mouth.
"Oh, Daddy," Jill said, wiping her chin. "Can I have some cock too?"
Ross nodded, giving a forgiving look to Jill. Christy had to admit that Jill had accomplished Daddy's orders. Christy had cum hard on Jill's face.
Jill got up from between Christy's juice-slippery thighs. She sighed, her eyes never leaving Ross's cock as she approached it. She crawled up on the chair next to Christy and leaned forward.
"We're so sorry, Daddy," Jill said, taking a long lick on his cock.
She reached up and pulled Ross's slacks down. Then she reached into his tight jockey shorts and pulled his big balls out of the fly.
Christy could see that Daddy's cockshaft was already bound tightly at the thick corded root by the fly of his shorts. But now, with his huge balls hanging free through the cloth, his fly gripped his cock so tight that she could see the veins bulging.
His whole cock swelled and stiffened, turning a deeper red.
Jill got into the cocksucking act with her sister, licking up and down Daddy's lucky cock like there was no tomorrow.
Christy had managed to stretch her mouth farther than before, to suck up and down his prick. She looked up at the camera, ignoring her moaning, licking sister. Christy sucked hard as she moved her head.
Jill grasped his hanging balls. Christy could....
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...dribbled down her cheeks and neck onto her budding little tits. She used her hands to wipe Daddy's cum all over her. And she sucked his cock, watching the lens of the video camera.
Jill groaned and her cunt-slippery mouth sucked up cum like it was candy. She licked Daddy's cum off Christy's bulging cheeks, then ran her tongue down to where it had puddled in the smooth hollow of Christy's throat.
She squeezed Ross's balls, and Christy felt another glob of cum ooze from his flexing cockhead. Christy dug her tongue into the yawning cum-hole of Daddy's prick, and he shook.
He gasped as if Christy had bit him, though she was sure she hadn't. His wet cockhead yanked out of her mouth like a cork from a bottle.
Christy winced and the corners of her lips stung. But she licked his wonderful cock in harmony with her sister, feeling content.
