The relationship between a father and mother is a beautiful one. And the relationship between parents and their children can be equally inspiring.
However, when parental love get lost in sexual lust, enormous problems can result.
Our story revolves around a beautiful young girl whose father was not satisfied in the sexual sense. He quickly felt himself turning on with his own daughter. He tried to control the lust he felt for her body, but found it very painful and difficult.
One night he slipped into her bedroom without his clothes on, and got in bed with her. He had the warped idea that if he could just get close to her, things would work out. They
were naked in bed together, and the momentary sexual excitement he felt developed into a full-fledged carnal lust which knew no bounds. Soon, he was forcing his young daughter to perform oral sex. She developed a distinct affection for him and soon the two of them were carrying on sexually in a wild fling. It was a unique experience for the young girl and at first she could not grasp the wrong she was doing. However, she eventually did comprehend the evil that was happening and felt guilty, and wicked.
It was then she tried to control her father's craving for her body, but it was too late. He wanted her desperately for his own, and there was no stopping him.
At last, she found a young boy her own age whom she could confide in. She hoped he would understand her strange sexual relationship with her father. But, he couldn't grasp the fact, she had been forced into the oral sex acts, and figured she was a "natural nympho" as he put it. He wanted to take advantage of her himself and get her to perform the same sexual rituals on his body for his entertainment.
The selfish lust she encountered with other men she sought help from told her the terrible truth about the world she lived in, everybody wanted her body. Finally, she found a way out
of her painful dilema. Vainly she regretted the day she gave in to her father's first sexual demand.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Carl looked at his young daughter, Wanda. She was developing into a specimen of magnificent womanhood. He observed that when she sat at a certain angle on the sofa he could see her shapely bosoms. This troubled him. For Carl had no sexual outlet. His wife, Ber-nice, had run off with a television repairman and left him alone to bring up Wanda. Even though he had suggested that Wanda go live with her Aunt Alice, she didn't want to. She had insisted on staying with her father. While Carl appreciated her devotion, he also wished that he could bring a woman home sometime to have sexual relations. After all, like any normal man, he required a sexual outlet.
As Wanda sat there, shifting around, he could see enough to make him realize he was
getting horny looking at his own daughter.
"Wanda, why don't you go to bed?" he asked her.
"Alone, daddy?" she giggled, observing how hard he had gotten.
"Look, young lady," Carl told his daughter, "I want you to show some respect."
"Oh, daddy, why don't you tell me a bedtime story?" she asked him.
"Come off it, pumpkin," Carl shook his head. "I haven't told you bedtime stories for years. It isn't fair, honey. You've got to go to bed. Please, listen to me."
Wanda got up from where she was sitting. She went upstairs to the bedroom. But she figured tonight she was going to try something. After she'd slipped out of her clothes she failed to put on her nightie. She turned back the bed covers and slid in.
"Daddy," she called out, "please tell me that bedtime story."
Carl shifted in his chair. It was getting more difficult all the time to satisfy his daughter's many requests. Nevertheless, he figured he would try.
"All right, I'll be right up," he called up to her.
He went up to Wanda's room. Sitting on the edge of the bed he asked her what story she
wanted to hear.
"I love the story about Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, daddy," she smiled.
He told her the story of Snow White. He told all about the dwarfs. And when he had finished she shocked him with an observation.
"That's not the way we hear it at school," she shook her head.
"Well that's the way I've always heard it," he said, about ready to get up and go to bed.
"I heard they had an orgy," she told him, "and each dwarf fucked Snow White."
"Look, honey," her father told her, "I'm gonna pull you out of that fucking school. It's doing you no good to go there."
At that point she threw the covers back.
"I'm a big girl now, daddy," she told him. "So I can hear those off-color stories. Look at me."
Carl stared at his gorgeous daughter. There she was, stretched out and totally nude. Her beautiful bosoms with their red nipples begged to be sucked. Glancing down at her crotch, he could see her fir-trimmed triangle. It looked so appealing he wished he could press his lips against it and kiss it passionately. But he knew better. He knew the role that he was forced by society to play.
"I'm your father," he said with a heavy
sigh, "and look, baby, you get back in bed. Do you understand?"
Nodding and smiling she lay there. She didn't move.
"Look, honey," he told her, "I'm getting a hard-on looking at you."
"Are you really, daddy?" she demanded.
Leaping out of the bed the teenage girl reached for her father's crotch. She felt his huge penis.
"Daddy," she exclaimed excitedly, "it's wonderful. It really is. Oh, let me play with it. I want to see it, daddy."
Carl was so stunned and shocked by the sexual electricity he felt surging through his loins that he didn't know what to say or do. He just let Wanda pull on his zipper.
The young'girl reached in and fished around for his cock. Finally she pulled it out.
"Oh, what a nice big juicy cock you've got, daddy," she observed. "Oh, yes. I want to suck on it."
"I won't let you," he objected.
Wanda dropped his cock. She went over to her desk. She got a ruler and came back.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm gonna measure your pecker, daddy."
"Measure my cock?" Carl asked in disbelief as Wanda proceeded to place the ruler under
his cock.
"Nine inches," she smiled.
"Baby," he complained, "you shouldn't be doing this."
"Daddy, I'm doing it all the time with the kids at school," Wanda said innocently.
"What kind of a school do you go to?"
"They have sex education in school now," she told him, "and they won't let them pass out the pills. So we have to suck."
Carl shook his head.
"Baby," he told her, "it's dreadful what's happening to you. You're only fourteen. Yet you are carrying on like a hooker."
"That's what I want to be when I grow up, daddy," Wanda smiled. "I read that book The Happy Hooker. I want to be happy, too. I know what you've got to do. You've got to suck the guy's balls, lick his asshole and eat his cock."
"Sweetheart," her father objected, "that's awful. You're using your mouth where it doesn't belong."
"That's what you think, daddy," she giggled. "I like to suck. I bet you'd taste real nice."
"You've gone down on your boyfriend Billy?" her father questioned quickly.
"Sure I have," she told him, "and Billy shoots a good load."
"It's dreadful hearing your talk like this,"
he told her. "You're just a young, innocent girl."
"You were right about the young, daddy," she giggled, "but I'm not very innocent anymore."
At this point Wanda was on her knees, pulling her father's penis into her mouth. He watched as she sucked the tip of his member.
"Oh, that feels good," she heard him sigh. "You sure know how to use your tongue, baby."
"Did momma lick your prick, daddy?" Wanda asked innocently.
"That's a very personal question," he shook his head.
"Tell me," she asked anxiously, "did momma ever lick your sticky pecker?"
He nodded and smiled.
"Yes, honey," he admitted candidly, "your mother used to give me a real good blow job. As a matter of fact, I'm afraid that's what happened with the TV repairman. She said it happened so casually that he was bored and tired of putting tubes into sets. He wanted to have some fun. She gave him a good time with her mouth."
Just talking about it prompted Wanda to go back down on him. She pulled his thick cock into her mouth and sucked.
"Now you're doing it, baby," he told her. "That's the way I really like it. Keep it up."
She was doing a superb job of cock sucking. It pleased her father that she wanted to do it so badly. Wanda's hands reached for his buttocks. He still had his pants on. She pulled her mouth off his penis promptly.
"Daddy, it's not fair," she shook her head as she got to her feet.
Leaving him in suspension like this troubled him. Wanda had used a little strategy. She figured that before she was through blowing him, he would be begging for it.
"What's not fair, honey?" he asked her. "You can't suck it and then leave me like this. Honey, what did I do wrong?"
"I want you bare-ass naked in bed with me, daddy," she confessed. "That's the way to do it. That's the way Billy and I do it."
"I don't want you to fuck with him anymore," he told her.
"Now that I have you, daddy, I won't have to," Wanda grinned in a child-like manner.
Carl did not enjoy bing a replacement for Billy. However, he figured it was better for her to be sucking on his cock than Billy's penis. For that would lead to Billy's inserting it into her pussy. And he didn't look forward to being a grandfather to Billy's precious child.
"You're doing it real nice," he observed. "You're really sucking my cock good."
It was amazing to him what talent Wanda displayed as she licked the tip of his cock.
"Oh, honey, who taught you?" he panted as he pumped it to her. "Let me slip it down your throat. This feels fantastic."
His rigid male member plunged down her throat.
"Yes, yes," he cried eagerly, "that's how I like it. Now you're doing it. Oh, baby, all the way. Keep it up. Yes, I love it."
With insistent cock stabs he went on thrusting. She was so excited now she was shaking.
"Come on, baby," he told her, "eat it. Daddy's gonna shoot you a heavy load. I haven't gone off in a long time."
All at once his cock exploded. Hot white sperm shot into her mouth. She gulped and sucked hungrily. Her father's sperm tasted good to her. She elapsed his ass cheeks as she finished balling him.
The moment she pulled her mouth off his cock, he looked at her adoringly.
"Daddy's little mouth girl," he smiled.
"Oh, daddy, it was delicious," she exclaimed as she rested her head on his thighs.
She gently caressed his ass cheeks as she looked at his cock.
"Just think, daddy," she told him, "that's where I came from. Shooting right out of your pecker from your balls. Think of it."
"Don't remind me," he told her. "I prefer thinking of you as a lover and not a daughter."
"But I am all things to you," she whispered anxiously. "I am daughter and lover. Isn't it wonderful?"
Before she knew what was happening, her father was down between her legs. Carl clasped his daughter's ass cheeks. He pulled her pussy to his mouth. He let his tongue lick quickly all around her vagina. Then his darting tongue flipped up and down her clit.
"Lick it, lover," she told him.
With lavish tongue laps he licked. Carl was making such loud sucking noises on her pussy it bothered her.
"Daddy, don't make so much noise when you're sucking my twat," she complained.
This burned Carl up. Didn't he have a right to suck her the way he felt it in his soul? Withdrawing his tongue from her pussy, he complained.
"You kids these days are impossible. You have no respect for your elders."
"Daddy, don't slobber over my snatch," Wanda smiled smugly.
"All right, baby," he smiled back at her, "I'll
try to control myself. I guess you didn't mean no harm."
He gripped his daughter's ass cheeks and once more went back to licking her pussy. Carl's tongue continued licking in quick, darting movements. Finding her clit he licked up and down it. He let his tongue flip back and forth across the neck of her womb. She wiggled in delight. Reaching up he gripped her bosoms and played with them while he continued sucking on her pussy.
"Daddy," she exclaimed anxiously, "it feels so good when you suck me. Keep it up."
Her father continued flipping his tongue all around. He was becoming more and more aroused.
"Yes, yes," she cried ecstatically.
Her legs were over his shoulders now. She was pressing her thighs against his cheeks.
"I love it," she told him. "Oh, I can't stand it. Suck me. Suck me."
At this point she was juicing. Her father quickly lapped up her hot pussy juices. She ran her fingers through his hair.
"Daddy, you're a love," she exclaimed as she tightened the grip of her thighs on his cheeks.
"Daddy," she smiled, "what do your want now?"
"I'm afraid to tell you," he told her.
"Go ahead, daddy, try me."
He had a feeling that Wanda had been fucked up the asshole. But it was such a dreadful thought he hated to speak of it.
"Wanda," he asked her curiously finally, "has anybody ever fucked your ass ?"
"Yes, daddy," she admitted candidly.
"Who?" he cried out angrily.
"Now and then Billy likes an ass fuck," she told him, "and who am I to deny him?"
"Haven't I brought you up right, honey?" her father questioned.
"You never gave me any sex at home so I had to look elsewhere."
"Having sex with one's own daughter is hardly a father's responsibility," he told her.
"All in the way you look at it," she told him. "My girl friend Myrna gets fucked by her dad regularly."
"Her father is a worthless alcoholic," he shrugged.
"But he sure knows how to fuck," she laughed.
"That isn't funny," he told her.
"I didn't mean it to be funny," she insisted.
It was obvious to him that his young daughter had her own mind. It was equally obvious that she was determined she was going to have her way.
"I think the world of you, love," he told her, "but I worry about you sometimes. I really do, baby doll."
"You don't have to, daddy," she told him. "I know how to take care of myself."
She rolled over and got in a position for him to obtain entrance to her behind.
"Daddy, don't do it unless you rub Vaseline all over your pecker."
"You don't have to tell me how to fuck ass," her father said as he slapped her buttocks playfully. �
Apparently she enjoyed all kinds of sex. Just like her mother, he thought to himself. It burned him up as he thought about his wife Bernice who ran off with a television repairman.
"All right," he told her, getting out the Vaseline, "you rub it on, honey. I'll slip it to you from the back door."
Young Wanda rolled over. She clasped her father's cock with one hand while she applied the Vaseline lubrication with the other. When his penis was shiny and ready to slide up her asshole she positioned herself once more.
Carl got behind his daughter. He gripped her upraised ass cheeks. He slowly eased his slippery Vaseline-coated cock between them.
"Fuck it, baby," he told her. "That's what I
want you to do. Give me a real nice fuck."
With deep cock stabs he thrust into her.
"Come on, daddy," she encouraged him, "slip it to me from behind."
Her father clasped her ass cheeks. He eased his Vaseline-coated cock between them. With a deep, driving thrust he rammed it to her.
"Fuck it, baby," he panted as he thrust forward. "That's the way I like it. Twist your ass."
She ground her hips around.
"That's it, baby," he told her, "now you're fucking. Oh, honey, swing it. That's sweet. Oh, baby, I love it."
Wanda's ass muscles clutched at her father's stabbing penis. He was going to town in rapid-fire cock stabs. She appreciated every moment of it.
"Yes, yes," she cried ecstatically, "that's the way I like it. Oh, daddy, fuck me. Fuck me.
With deep, driving cock stabs he went on ramming. She was becoming more and more aroused every moment.
She enjoyed the sensation of his shaft sliding up her ass. She knew that it wouldn't be much longer until it exploded. She was wait-
ing for that creamy moment of climax.
"I'm cuming," he panted as he pushed it to her. "Ohhh, yes, yes. Baby, fuck it off."
Wanda churned her hips. At the same time she gripped his cock tightly.
"Oh, I can't stand it," he groaned. "Oh, baby, milk my dick stick. Milk it."
She twisted around. All of the sudden his juice exploded.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly. "Oh, baby, bring it off."
She squeezed his cock and continued twisting her ass cheeks. He finished with another load of sperm shooting out of his penis tip.
Finally he withdrew slowly.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "what a fuck."
He slapped her buttocks in appreciation. Then he rolled over and collapsed in a heap.
CHAPTER TWO
The very next morning Carl came back to his senses. He realized that he'd done the wrong thing by having sex with Wanda. He apologized profusely.
"Baby doll," he smiled at her across the breakfast table, "can you ever forgive me?"
"Forgive you?" Wanda asked innocently. "You did a good job of screwing me, daddy. What's to forgive?"
"It isn't right for a father to have sex with his own daughter," Carl said sheepishly.
"Daddy, when a father is as well hung as you are," she giggled, "you don't need to apologize to nobody."
He couldn't seem to get through to his daughter that he had broken a sacred rule. But he tried once more.
"You're looking at it lightly now," he said sadly, "but someday you might hate me. Forgive me, honey."
She shook her head.
"What's to forgive?"
Wanda hurried off to school. She kissed her father good-bye. When she got to school Billy was eager to tell her about an orgy he was planning for the weekend.
"We're really gonna have a good time," he told her. "Dad and mom will be gone all weekend to the mountains. They're leaving me alone because they can trust me. Sure, they can trust me to have one hell of a good time. I'm gonna have a lot of kids over and we'll have a pot party and an orgy. How does that grab you, Wanda?"
"Sounds like fun, Billy," she nodded.
That night when she came home her father had left a note.
"There are TV dinners in the freezer," he wrote. "Help yourself, honey. I'm tied up at the office and can't make it."
Wanda fixed herself a TV dinner. But all the time she was thinking about her father. She was thinking what a terrible thing it was that he showed a lack of appreciation for all she had done. After all, when she had sex with Billy he knew enough to express some grati-
tude. Billy was kissing her all over her body in what he called a tongue trip around the world. But her father could only say he felt guilty. She was glad that Billy was more of a man about fucking.
She looked at the news. It was so grim that it made it difficult for her to digest her meal. She turned to an old movie and watched it. She fell asleep and didn't do any homework.
When her father came home he saw her lying on the sofa. He tried to tiptoe lightly so he wouldn't disturb her. However, he didn't succeed. Wanda opened her eyes and looked at him.
"Were have you been, daddy?"
"Had to work late at the office, love," he said nervously.
She noticed his nervousness. It was obvious to her that he was up to something.
"Daddy, you're not levelling with me," she told him finally.
"Yes, I am," he insisted.
"Look, I want the truth, daddy."
"Well if you must know, I went to one of those massage places and I figured I would get my rocks off with one of those women. But it didn't work out that way."
"What happened, daddy?"
"They had a raid," he explained. "I'm just
lucky I got home."
"Daddy, you don't have to go to one of those dreadful massage places," she said seriously. "When you have me here ready to do anything for you, why do you need to look elsewhere?"
He kissed her on the tip of her nose.
"You are a beautiful girl," he told her, "and I get a hard-on just thinking about fucking you. But it's not right."
"Oh, pooh," she said. "Let's go upstairs and you can have a piece of ass."
She got to her feet and joined her father as they went up to her bedroom.
"I sure could use a good fuck," he told her. "When I have a rough day at the office I need some relaxation. Fucking is a wonderful exercise, they say."
"Sure it is, daddy," she said as she stripped.
Once more Carl looked at her beautiful nude body. He was pulling off his shorts now. She went over to him and began stroking his magnificent cock.
"Oh, daddy," she smiled, "you have such a nice, big pecker. I can hardly wait to take care of you."
Dropping to her knees the young girl gripped her father's penis with one hand and sucked the tip of it. She caressed his ass cheeks and he really got a hard-on.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "I'm ready to roll. Let's get on the bed, sweetheart."
She got on the bed. Carl straddled her. He reached out and played with her bosoms. Then he moved up farther.
"Let me brush my ass over your tits," he suggested.
He let his ass wiggle over his daughter's fresh, young bosoms. She loved the sensation of her father's firm, round ass cheeks crushing gently on her breasts.
"Now, baby," he told her, "I wish you'd lick my ass. Go ahead."
Moving forward, Carl lowered himself. Reaching up she gripped his thighs. Her hot tongue lashed back and forth across his bare bottom. It was not easy for Wanda to do as her father instructed her. She could see that he was a passionate man and expected a lot of erotic excitement. Her tongue gently lapped at his bare behind.
"Now, baby," he said, lowering himself, "I want you to stick your tongue right up my asshole. Don't be afraid. Go ahead, honey."
The young girl let her tongue slip up her father's rectum. Even though it was the last thing she wanted to do now, she was doing it for him. When she saw how happy it made him feel, it pleased her.
"You're doing it just right, sweetie," he told her. "Oh, baby, higher."
Her tongue continued stabbing up her father's asshole. Now his cock was starting to drip cum.
"Sweetheart, I've got a heavy load for you," he promised her.
She withdrew her tongue and licked along his balls. She traced her way up to the top of his penis shaft.
"Daddy, let me have your cock," she insisted.
Wanda let her mouth slip over her father's penis shaft. She began sucking rhythmically.
"Nurse it," he told her, "don't rush it. I want to make it last. It feels so good when you suck."
She let her tongue dip into the tip of his penis. It got his cock quivering. Her father's balls were tingling now. He knew it wouldn't be much longer. He thought it important that he teacher her how to massage his balls while she sucked on his cock.
"Baby, reach under my pecker and play with my nuts. That's what I want you to do, darling. Come on, honey, play with your pappy's balls."
She let her fingers wander around his balls. This excited him more and more. Then he finally rammed his cock all the way down ner throat. He liked the feeling of the head of his
shaft sliding against the back of her throat.
"Eat it," he commanded. "Oh, baby, milk my pecker."
Utilizing her mouth she drew all of the cream out of his cock. So much so, in fact, he had to tell her to stop. It was tickling in an anything but pleasant sensation.
"Hey, stop it," he complained. "You've drained enough already."
The little mouth girl looked up at him.
"I'm sorry, daddy," she shook her head. "I guess I got carried away with your big long pecker."
"I don't think it's appropriate for you to be calling my penis a pecker. You should refer to it by its natural name."
"All right, daddy," she agreed. "I got carried away with your big hard penis. Does that make you happy?"
"It sounds better, dear," he told her. "The young people are using so many cliches it is difficult to understand them these days."
Wanda got off the bed and her father looked at her cute ass.
"Wanda, come on back here," he suggested.
"Why, daddy?" she asked him point blank.
"Don't ask questions," he smiled. "When your daddy tells you to do something, you do it."
Going back to the bed she lay down for her father.
Carl's hands reached for his daughter's beautiful behind. He let his hands wander over her ass cheeks. Finally he bent over and gently lapped and licked at her bottom.
"Daddy," she giggled, "it feel so nice."
Carl didn't answer. But he let one finger slip under her. Then he fingered her pussy while he licked her ass. She enjoyed the dual sensation.
"That's real good," she told him. "I love it, daddy. Keep it up."
She enjoyed the sensation of her father's tongue stabbing in her asshole. She twisted and turned on his plunging tongue.
"Yes, yes," she cried out ecstatically, "keep it up, daddy. Do it, daddy, do it."
Carl knew how to finger her pussy. He'd done it many times for her mother. He enjoyed watching his young daughter spread out her legs and clutch at the sheets as the electrical sexual thrills bolted through her body.
"Don't twist your tail too much, pumpkin," he told her. "My tongue is sliding out of your asshole."
Wanda tried to control herself. It wasn't easy. The electrical thrills that she felt coursing through her body had her totally turned
on. His tongue continued driving up her. She became more and more aroused.
"Oh, baby," she told him, "you sure know how to suck ass, dad."
Carl was proud of his achievement. He was delighted his daughter found such erotic pleasure in his tongue plunging up her hot, tight rectum.
When he'd finished sucking her asshole, he figured it was about time to fuck her. He pulled his tongue out of her and decided to go to the bathroom to get some Vaseline. However, his young daughter was one step ahead of him.
"Let me put the Vaseline on your pecker, daddy," she begged anxiously.
"You mustn't say pecker," he reminded her. "Maybe Steinbeck can say it in the Grapes of Wrath, dear. But I don't believe in common usage of such serious things. Call my penis what it is, a penis."
"I apologize," she told him.
Getting the jar of Vaseline opened, she began massaging his cock until it was slick.
"How do you want to do it, daddy?" she asked him. "On my side, on my back or should I get on all fours like a dog?"
"I like it dog style," her father admitted candidly.
Obediently Wanda got on all fours. Her father got behind her and mounted her. Grasping his daughter's firm, ripe ass cheeks, Carl prepared to stab his penies up her asshole. He noticed she was nervous.
"You're not relaxing, Wanda," he told her frankly.
"You couldn't relax either, dad," she told him, "if you were expecting a jab from a cock as big as yours up your ass."
"You won't enjoy it unless you relax," he argued. "Now, baby, I'll push it in slowly. You shove back to me. We'll get it in together."
"All right," Wanda agreed nervously.
She pushed her body back to meet him. Finally Carl managed to stab his cock right up her asshole. She twisted and turned on his long, sliding penis.
"Fuck me, daddy," she begged him anxiously. "Fuck me. Oh, yes, daddy. I want it. Every inch of it. Fuck me, daddy, fuck me, daddy."
Bending over her father reached for her round bosoms. He squeezed them as he let his cock continue slamming up her asshole.
"Twist your butt, baby," he told her. "That's it. Don't be a dead ass. Put some life into it."
She ground her hips around. It felt fantastic to her father. He went on plunging.
"Yes, yes," she cried out anxiously, "that's
the way I like it. Oh, daddy, fuck me. Fuck me."
With deep strokes he went on thrusting. She knew it wouldn't be much longer until the hot white spray of cum would shoot up her rectum. She was enjoying his jabbing motions now. Once his cock had slipped past the tight anal ring, it wasn't so difficult. She was trying to put some feeling into it for her father. She wanted to display how much he meant to her. She twisted her tail for him. He went on ramming in her with deep strokes.
"Yes, baby, yes," he panted as he thrust it into her.
Clasping her ass cheeks tightly and squeezing them until they were red, her father plunged his penis in her asshole up to the hilt. His balls went on bouncing against her ass as he fucked it off.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, yes, yes. I'm unloading."
She enjoyed the sensation of his cum juice flooding her asshole. She squeezed his cock tightly with her ass muscles to get all of the cream out of it.
"Ohhh, sweetheart," her father panted as he pumped it to her, "you sure know how to stimulate me. Oh, baby, you're beautiful."
He continued thrusting until his cock had
gone off again. She squeezed the juice out of his penis. Slowly he withdrew his cock from her cum-slickened asshole. He rolled over and looked up at her with a gleam in his eyes.
"I'll bet you think I'm some dad," he shook his head.
Reaching for his slippery penis she smiled. "I love you, daddy. And I love your penis, too."
"How about daddy's asshole?" he smiled.
Reaching down to display emotion and feeling for him, she slipped a finger up his behind.
"That's good for me, darling," he told her. "Keep it up."
She went on entertaining him like this. He was getting hotter and hotter.
"Darling, agitate the balls," he told her. "That's it, baby. Yes. You want to do it. You can put your mouth over it again if you want to."
Wanda put her mouth over her father's penis. He thrust it hard down her throat. He wasn't going to take long to juice this time. He was about ready to erupt.
"Eat it, baby," he told her. "Oh, sweetheart, suck it. Just like I like it. Now you're doing it. Oh, you're daddy's good little girl. Come on. Oh, yes."
Reaching down, he gripped her head and
held her as tightly as he could.
"Suck the juice out," he begged her. "Suck. Come on, baby, suck."
Passionately she entertained him with her mouth. He was coming closer and closer to climax now. All at once his penis exploded. The hot white sperm shot into her mouth. She gulped hungrily.
"Yes," he told her, "eat it. That's it, baby. Every drop of it. Suck it. Suck, suck!"
Wanda sucked. Gobbling his cum load, she slid her mouth off his penis. She rested her head on his thigh.
"Daddy, you taste delicious," she told him.
"Nice of you to say that, pumpkin," he told her.
Reaching down he patted her head affectionately.
"I wonder where momma is now?" she asked quietly.
"Don't talk about her," her father insisted. "I don't want another word about her. If she wanted that television repairman so bad she can have him, damn it."
"You know, I caught her fucking with him one time before when the TV went on the blink," Wanda revealed.
"Damn it, why didn't you tell me?" her father asked angrily.
"Mother gave me a quarter not to tell," she explained.
"Oh, baby, what an awful life you've had," he told her. "I'm trying to make it nice for you. You enjoy having sex with me, don't you, Wanda?"
"Yes, daddy dear, I do," she smiled sweetly. Then she passionately kissed all around his balls.
"Oh, baby, quit licking and sucking on daddy's nuts. You're gonna give me another hard-on."
"Is that bad, daddy?"
"Enough is enough, baby," he explained. "A man shouldn't be sucked too often."
"I'm sorry," she apologized.
"It's all right, we can do it again tomorrow night," he assured her.
Wanda relaxed now and looked at him lovingly.
CHAPTER THREE
When Wanda went to school the next day she couldn't help notice that her teacher looked sad. She deliberately acted up so he would keep her after school so she could get better acquainted with him.
"Mr. Clark," she smiled nervously, "I'm sorry I kept talking during class today."
"I want to have you write a hundred times," young Mr. Clark suggested, " 'It Is Wrong To Talk During Class.' Will you do that, please?"
"Sure, I will," she agreed.
At that point she pulled up her skirt just a little and spread her legs so Mr. Clark could obtain a good view of her crotch. When Jim Clark walked over to the young girl, he observed her breast development. She certainly
was coming along fine. He tried to control himself but it was obvious she was eager to attract him.
"You're a nice young girl," he told her finally, "but you bother me."
"I'm sorry," she apologized.
"I guess its really not your fault," he admitted, "but when you sit that way with your legs spread I can see everything."
"Do you like what you see?" she asked coyly.
"Of course I do," he assured her. "You're a beautiful girl. But that has nothing to do with it. I am here to teach you. I'm not here to turn on with you."
It was becoming distressing to her to realize how difficult it was to get him going.
"Mr. Clark," she asked when she was through with her work, "can I come up now?"
He agreed. To his shock and dismay as he looked over the pages that she had written, he felt her hand reaching for his crotch.
"You're very bold," he shook his head.
"You've got a hard-on," she smiled.
"I wish you'd tell me a few things about your sex life," Mr. Clark suggested. "Maybe I could calm you down. Apparently you have had much too much activity in that department."
"Yes, it's true," she agreed. "I know much too much about sex for my age. I'm ashamed
of myself. Do you blame me?"
"No, I don't," he told her. "You're a very bold young lady. And you ought to be ashamed of yourself."
He didn't object, however, as her hand continued massaging him. And then she did something that really stunned him. She began slowly unzipping his fly.
"Wanda," he objected, "what are you trying to do to me?"
"Seduce you," the young girl smiled.
That she was succeeding was obvious. For when she reached in and fumbled around for the teacher's cock, she discovered how hard and long it was.
"Oh, you've really got a hard-on," she smiled nervously.
"Yes, I do," he confessed, "but it's your fault."
No matter whose fault it was, Mr. Clark realized he had better get his young female student under control.
"Will you leave it alone," he told her finally as she began stroking him.
All at once he was jolted back to reality. He realized what a dreadful position he would be in if anyone came in the classroom door. Immediately he got to his feet. He strode over to the door with his cock sticking out in front
of him.
"What are you laughing at?" he looked at Wanda as he observed her bent over in laughter.
"It's funny," she giggled. "It's funny to see you walk across the room with your big hard-on in front of you."
Both doors were locked now and then young Wanda decided she would perform for him. As he sat in his chair behind the desk she dropped to her knees. She reached out and grabbed his cock and brought it to her lips.
"Now what are you trying to do?" he asked her.
"I want to suck on it," the young girl complained.
Shaking his head, he marvelled at the skill she displayed as her pink tongue tip lashed lightly over the crown of his shaft.
"Suck it," he told her. "Go ahead. Suck my pecker."
The young girl was mouthing his cock with magnificent movements. Her head bobbed up and down as she let him thrust into her.
"Oh, Wanda," he panted as he pumped forward. "You sure know how to give head. Keep sucking on me. I love it."
Wanda was proud of herself. She continued sucking on his penis. She was determined to
get the cum. Judging from the way small droplets of sperm were shooting into her mouth, she figured she wouldn't have too long to wait to make the sticky discovery.
"Oh, eat it," the teacher whispered. "That's the way I like it. Come on, baby, suck it for me. Oh, yes, I really like that. Suck. Suck it."
With passionate mouth movements she continued licking his cock. She dipped the tip of her tongue into the small slit at the crown of his cock. Her lips clasped the head of his shaft.
"Now you're sucking it," he told her. "Come on, baby, suck it. Oh, yes, suck it off."
The erotic excitement that he felt at this point had him shaking.
"Oh, beautiful," he told her. "That's what I like. Come on, suck. Suck it off."
The hot white cream spurted into her mouth. She gobbled greedily.
"Eat it," he pleaded. "Oh, baby, lick my sticky dick."
Wanda went right on eating him. His sperm tasted delicious to her. And she was determined she was going to suck him all the way.
When she'd finished blowing him she pulled off. Now he was eager to turn on with her.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "let's not stop. How about giving me a good time, too?"
At this point vivacious young Wanda got on
his desk and pulled down her panties. Then she took them off completely and spread her legs invitingly. Mr. Clark knew exactly what to do. He bent over and let his tongue lick gently at her pussy.
"Yes, yes," she begged, "that's what I want. Oh, suck me."
His tongue stabbed into her vagina. He licked quickly back and forth. She loved the erotic sensation of his tongue stabbing into her.
"Eat me," she cried ecstatically. "Oh, baby, that's the way I love it. Suck me. Come on, suck me."
The super-erotic pleasure that he discovered now went on as he tasted her juicy vagina. He loved licking her pussy walls. He enjoyed driving his tongue in deep strokes. She loved it, too, and begged for more.
"Just like that," she told him. "Oh, I love that. Now you're doing it. Suck my pussy. Suck me. Suck my snatch."
The teacher went on licking at her pussy. He let his tongue lave her love button. His teeth bore down and he nibbled her there.
"Yes, baby, yes," she panted as she pushed her pussy in his face.
His hands gripped her bare bottom. He felt his cock coming alive again. He knew all of
the exciting things he could do if she would only let him.
"Suck my pussy," she panted as she juiced.
His teeth bore down heavily on her clit. She was cuming in his face and he was sucking her delicious juices.
Once having finished her and withdrawing his tongue, he got to his feet and she instantly observed he had another erection.
"You've got a repeater peter," Wanda giggled.
She reached down and gently caressed his cock and toyed with his balls.
"As far as you're concerned it's just a big toy," he laughed.
"What else is it?" she smiled smugly.
He knew what he wanted to do. Her ass cheeks appealed to him.
"I'd like you to bend over the desk, Wanda," he suggested. "If you'd like to get your ass fucked I'm ready to stab it up there."
Wanda thought it would be interesting to have him plunging his cock up her asshole.
Once she bent over the desk, she was prepared for the invasion of her hot, tight asshole.
"I want to fuck," he told her, "and fuck good."
With a deep, driving thrust he plunged be-
tween her ass cheeks. When it wouldn't slip in her asshole, he knew that he had to lubricate his shaft. Spitting in his hand he applied some of his own spit to his cock. At that point he was prepared to give her a good ass fuck. The tip of the penis slid past the tight anal ring. He rammed it in with hard, driving cock stabs.
"Fuck it," he panted as he thrust. "Fuck, baby, fuck. That's the way. Fuck it off."
With deep, insistent cock stabs he continued thrusting. She loved the erotic sensation.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know how good that feels to me. Come on, fuck it off. That's the way I like it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
His hands clasped her ass cheeks. And he rammed forcefully.
"Oh, baby," he gasped as he rammed it to her. "You don't know how good this feels to me. I loved your twitching butt. That's it, grab it with your ass muscles. Fuck it for me. Twist."
Wanda was learning how difficult it could be, and painful as well, to please a man's carnal lusts. She hadn't exactly counted on Mr. Clark's big cock ramming up her rectum with such force. Nevertheless, she did her best to please him.
"Fuck," he begged her, "fuck, baby, fuck. That's how I want you to do it. Come on, fuck
it off. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Fuck it off."
With deep, hard thrusts he went on slamming up her asshole. It Wasn't going to be much longer until his cock exploded. That was the erotic moment he was waiting for.
"Oh, baby," he panted as he rammed it, "that's the way I love it. Twist. Come on, grind your hips."
Wanda swung her hips around. Mr. Clark's penis continued assaulting her asshole. As she twisted around, she could derive more pleasure herself. Then she felt his hands reaching for her pussy. He patted her pussy affectionately as he went on stabbing.
"I'm almost there, honey," he told her. "Hang tight. Oh, baby, you're really super. I love fucking your asshole."
It pleased Wanda to know that he considered her so good at it. She vowed she would give him the most exciting sexual interlude she knew how.
"Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "keep fucking. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. I love it. Fuck it off."
His hands clasped her bare bottom. Squeezing her ass cheeks he plunged in as far as his cock would go. Wanda ground her hips and then his cock juice spurted up her rectum.
When the teacher pulled out of the young
girl's tight anal channel, some of his cum dripped on her butt.
"You all right?" he asked nervously.
Once having satisfied his strange carnal lusts, all of the worry and fear of his conduct hit him with sledge-hammer impact.
"Sure, Teach," she told him. "Did you enjoy getting your rocks off up my asshole?"
He nodded and smiled at her.
"You bet your sweet butt I did," he told her. "I needed this fuck real bad, baby. Thanks."
Wanda pulled up her panties. She pulled on her skirt and watched as Mr. Clark stuffed his cock back in his shorts and zipped up his fly. His face was soaked with perspiration and it was obvious he was worried. Wanda thought she could help him relax some more if she threw her arms around him in a loving manner.
Wrapping her arms around him, she whispered, "Don't worry. I won't tell anybody."
"You'd better not," her teacher insisted, "because it would only make trouble for us. They might even make trouble for you."
"They couldn't do much to me," she smiled softly, "because I'm a minor and you took advantage."
"Don't remind me," he said quietly.
At that point Wanda walked out of the class-
room. When she got home that afternoon she fixed a nice meal for her father. When Carl got home he was more than willing to discuss their sexual life together. He felt that it had to come to an end and he didn't hesitate to tell her so.
"Wanda, honey," he began, "I want you to listen to me and listen good."
"I always do, daddy," she smiled.
"I know, baby," he told her, "and you know your daddy loves you. But, baby, we're gonna have troubles. Lots of them if we don't quit balling together. They'll call you a father fucker."
"I'm not ashamed of it," Wanda assured him. "You are nice to me, daddy. I just want to return the favor."
"You can return it in a better way than having sex with me."
"But I like having sex with you," Wanda explained to her father. "It's real exciting. I like to have it slipping up my asshole. I enjoy it when you plunge it in my pussy."
"Somehow, honey," he told her, "you're gonna have to get your kicks another way. Maybe if you had a cat. A dog. Or something."
"I'm not gonna go fucking any dog just 'cause you don't want to ball me, daddy," she complained.
"I wasn't thinking of you having sex with your dog," her father assured her. "I thought it would just be a healthy pet for you."
"I would rather have you as my pet," she smiled as she walked over to him and gently reached out and caressed his cock under his pants. That got him aroused.
"Leave me alone, pumpkin," he smiled.
"It isn't easy, daddy," she told him. "As a matter of fact, it's real hard."
Just as she said "hard" she could feel his huge staff stiffen. She looked up in his eyes and he picked up her signal.
"I know what you mean, baby," he grinned.
Wanda determined she was going to have sex with her father or else. That night after dinner she pulled something very unique. She got out a jar of Vaseline once she'd taken off all of her clothes and she coated her entire body with Vaseline. She read about a movie star who did this. She figured she ought to try it. Once she was completely covered from head to toe with Vaseline, she walked into her father's bedroom. She pulled back the bed clothes and slipped on top of him.
"What are you trying to do?" her father gasped in alarm and shock.
"I'm the Vaseline lover," she grinned.
"Oh, baby, it does feel good to have your
body slipping against mine," Carl admitted.
His hands clasped his daughter's slippery ass cheeks. And then he figured it might be fun to have her slip up and down his shaft as she lay there.
"All right, honey," he told her, "just tonight. But it has to be the last time."
Wanda sat on her father's thighs. She guided his penis up her rectum. She felt it slip past the tight anal ring. It was an erotic sensation that sent a charge of sexual ecstasy surging through her body like electricity.
Encouraged, her father reached out and gripped her slippery hips. He pumped her back and forth.
"Yes, pumpkin," he panted, "fuck. Fuck it good."
He was driving into her now with deep cock stabs. He was enjoying it more every moment.
"Come on, baby," he told her, "fuck it. Oh, baby, I love it. Fuck. Fuck."
With deep strokes he went on ramming. She was enjoying it more every erotic moment.
"Come on, baby," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Now you're fucking. Oh, sweetheart, fuck it off."
With deep, driving cock stabs he went on
giving it to her. She loved the erotic sensations.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. Come on. Fuck it off."
With hard, driving cock stabs he went on ramming. She became more and more aroused.
"Oh, beautiful," her father panted as he thrust forward.
He enjoyed the feel of her slippery breasts as he clutched them and went on plunging his penis up her ass.
Wanda was being screwed. And she loved it.
"Oh, daddy," she exclaimed excitedly, "now you're giving it to me. Fuck me. Fuck me, daddy."
In and out his hot cock slid. She was getting so excited now she was trembling.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "that's what I like. Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, fuck it. Oh, baby, I love it."
With deep, hard jabs he went on ramming. She was so excited now she could hardly stand it.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's how I love it. Now you're fucking. Come on, fuck it off."
His rock-hard cock exploded. The hot white sperm shot up her asshole. She twisted around. More sperm spurted up her rectum.
"Yes, daddy, yes," Wanda panted as she
pumped. Her father's hands continued playing with her bosoms. She loved the electrifying feeling of his fingers.
"Do me, daddy, do me, daddy," she begged.
There was something about the wild-eyed look in his young daughter's eyes that really appealed to Carl. He couldn't help feeling totally stimulated. He had to admit she was a gorgeous girl and she knew exactly how to arouse him.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "you've really got it made. You know how to stimulate me. Keep it up."
The erotic pleasure that he was discovering now had him shaking.
"Yes, yes," he cried excitedly, "you don't know how good that feels. Keep it up. I love it."
He went on thrusting. Antoher load of sperm shot up her asshole. Her ass muscles clutched his cock. She was taking him all in.
"Do me, daddy^ do me, daddy," she begged.
Finally when he had finished she bent over and brushed her slippery, Vaseline-coated bosoms over his face. He loved the erotic sensation of her slippery breasts sliding across his chin and his lips and his mouth. He reached out with his tongue and licked and then nibbled them.
She pulled herself off him. She lay back "and he immediately went down on her. He slid his hands under her slippery breasts. It was fun massaging her slippery ass cheeks as he let his tongue lick her vagina.
"Ohhh, daddy," the young girl moaned in sexual ecstasy as she swung her head back and forth, "I love it. Now you're doing it, daddy. Keep it up. Yes, yes, keep it up."
The erotic thrills that shot through her body were unlike any others she had known. Finally she threw her legs over her father's shoulders. She was pumping her pelvis now to meet his cock stabs. It was becoming more and more erotically exciting for her.
"Yes, yes," she cried eagerly, "that's the way I love it. Keep ft up."
Her father was only too happy to accommodate her lusty request.
"Oh, I'm juicing," she panted as her pussy juiced in his face.
Instantly his hot tongue lashed at her pussy hole. He licked her up. He was thrilled and aroused to enjoy her.
Finally he pulled his tongue from her pussy. Then he looked up at her with a look of guilt on his face.
"What's wrong, daddy?" she asked innocently.
"I feel guilty as sin," he explained. "I guess I never can get enough of you, pumpkin. I want to plunge my pecker in your pussy. My hot balls are itching for another fuck."
"Tell you what you can do, daddy," she suggested eagerly. "Why don't you coat your body with Vaseline. Then we'll have us a real fine fuck."
Her father agreed to do so. He applied the Vaseline all over himself. And then he straddled his young daughter. Gently he let his cock slip into her. She loved the erotic sensation of his penis sliding into her pussy. Her pussy muscles clutched his cock. Their slippery bodies pressed" against each other. Her hands reached for his Vaseline-coated ass cheeks. It was fun slipping and sliding as she tired to clutch at them.
"Fuck me," she begged anxiously, "fuck me. Oh, yes. That's what I want. Now you're doing it. Fuck it, fuck."
He was riding into her with deep, hard thrusts. She was becoming more and more turned on.
"I love it," he panted as he thrust it into her vagina. "You've got wonderful muscles there, baby. And you're using them just fine."
She was pleased to have her father tell her that she was performing well. She wanted to
give him a workout that he would never forget. Her pussy muscles went into gear and clutched his sliding penis.
CHAPTER FIVE
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Archive Note: This chapter in the actual pocketbook was identified as CHAPTER FIVE instead of CHAPTER FOUR. It has been reproduced here.
In and out his hot cock thrust. He was becoming more and more aroused every moment.
"Oh, baby," he panted as he thrust it to her, "you don't know how good it feels. It won't be much longer. Twist your tail for me."
Carl's hands reached around to grip Wanda's slippery ass cheeks. He squeezed them adoringly as he stabbed into her pussy. All of the sudden he was cuming.
"Ohhh," he gasped excitedly, "baby, I made it. I'm fucking you off. I'm there."
His cock was exploding now. And as the hot juices flowed into her pussy she went on milk-
ing him with magnificent movements.
Finally he pulled his cock out of her. He rolled over and she got off the bed. She went and fixed herself a whiskey sour.
"What'll you have, dad?"
"You're drinking just like your mom did," he said disgustedly.
"Maybe you drove her to drink with all of your fucking desires," she laughed.
"I don't find that funny," he said angrily. "Your mom caused me a lot of grief and anguish."
"I'm gonna make up for it," she assured him. "Don't you worry about a thing, daddy."
Her father wondered if she could. He looked at her with lusty eyes and imagined having sex with her and another man. It might be pleasurable. However, he knew that he could never let anyone know he would do it with his own daughter. He began imagining what it would be like to be in another town on a vacation. He would wander into a bar and pick up another man and have her at the motel. With a wig and a little make-up Wanda could look of age.
"Penny for your thoughts, daddy," she giggled.
"I was just thinking about all the fun you and I could have," he told her. "That is, if
you're game."
"What do you mean, daddy?" she asked nervously.
"Just this, baby," he explained. "How would you like to take a trip?"
"You mean an LSD trip or a real trip in a plane or train?"
"Don't you mention LSD," he told her. "I don't want my daughter getting into anything like that. Or pot either for that matter."
"I'll be your good little girl," she smiled.
He finally suggested they leave on a vacation. About a month later they did take a vacation. At that time he calculated everything right down to a fine line. He kept his young daughter in a motel room. He went to a bar where there was some sexual action. Motion pictures were being played on a small TV screen at the bar to keep the customers interested. It also kept them aroused.
Carl figured it would be fun to find a well-hung stud and share his young daughter with a man. He had explained to his daughter that they would have a good time. But what he hadn't explained was the fact he was going to charge the cat.
"Hey, that's a nifty-looking dame on that TV screen," Carl observed to the man who was sitting beside him.
"You bet your balls it is," he agreed.
At this point Carl made his pitch.
"I know where we could share a chick," he told him. "One of those hundred-dollar-an-hour dames. Beautiful. Young, creamy skin. She'll do everything."
"How much?"
"Fifty for you and fifty for me," Carl said.
Carl figured he'd get the hotel bill and the vacation as well as some kicks.
"You sure this is on the level?" the guy asked him.
"Sure, would I lie to you?"
"How do I know?" the man asked anxiously.
"It's on the level," he assured him.
Carl joined the man who introduced himself as Bert. Bert and Carl went to the hotel where Wanda was stashed away. She was lying naked on the bed, eating potato salad and drinking a Coke. When they walked in her father was upset. He didn't think Bert might appreciate her eating potato salad.
"Damn it, put that food away," he told her.
For a second Bert could hardly believe that Carl could speak so roughly to her. If she was a hundred-dollar-an-hour dame he knew she would be difficult. He couldn't completely figure it out, but before he could Carl got his money.
"That'll be fifty," he told him.
Immediately Wanda picked up on the action. Insomuch as her father had never mentioned money being exchanged for her services she realized it was part of a rip-off. She got him in the bathroom alone and told him off.
"Damn you, pimp," she told him, "you should have told me. I get fifty-fifty of this. You know it."
"All right, baby," her father agreed, "twenty-five for you and twenty-five for me. Okay?"
"Yes," she agreed.
At this point Wanda came out of the bathroom and stretched out on the bed naked. She began fingering herself. The man watched her playing with herself.
"You sure got a beautiful shape," Bert told her.
"Thank you, tiger," she told him. "Take your clothes off. Do you want some help?"
He nodded. He was a bit shy and she went over and helped him undress. When he got all of his clothes off, she could hardly wait to have him stretch out on the bed to where she could have sex with him.
"Hey, you've got a beautiful body," he told her. "Real beautiful."
At that point Carl undressed, too. He got
on the bed and then he felt jealous. He hated to share his daughter with another man. But for Wanda it was an interesting experience. She was eager to find out what it would be like to have sex with two men.
"How do we do this daddy?" she asked her father.
Immediately Bert picked up on it.
"You called him 'daddy.'"
"Sure, he's my sugar daddy," she smiled. "Aren't you, sugar daddy?"
Carl nodded nervously. He knew the guy might sock him in the jaw if he was engaging in an incestuous sexual triangle.
Finally Carl figured it all out.
"I'll lie on my back," he suggested, "and you can slide your pussy down over my pecker. Then Bert here can stick his prick into your ass."
Soon he did exactly that. He stretched out on the bed. The young girl straddled him. She eased her pussy down over his cock. Then as he gripped her ass cheeks Bert let his cock stretch her asshole. It wasn't working too well. Immediately Wanda reached for a tube of KY she kept handy.
"Try this," she told him. "It'll make it easy sliding."
Bert applied the KY to his cock. Then he
slowly eased himself into her ass.
"Smooth fucking," he panted as he got it in all the way.
Wanda thought she would be split in half. She was outraged that her father was putting her through this. It was difficult enough to accommodate one man with sexual lust. But to take on two at the same time wasn't pleasurable. Nevertheless, she put on a good performance. She figured she was getting paid for it and she had to do her best.
"Fuck me," she panted as her father pounded his cock into her.
At the same time she enjoyed having Bert's cock slipping up her ass. For it was a new adventure. But the double action made it difficult for her to do her best. She had to focus her mind on her pussy and the muscles gripping the cock slipping into her there. She also had to keep her mind on her asshole and twisting it for Bert's pleasure. Bert gripped her ass cheeks and squeezed them adoringly.
"Fuck it off, baby," he told her. "That's how I like to do it. Fuck. Come on. Now you're doing it. That's the way I want it. Fuck, fuck."
In deep, driving cock stabs he went on ramming. She was getting more and more excited.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it. Come on, fuck it.
Oh, yes, fuck it off."
She loved the erotic excitement he was providing.
"Yes, yes," she cried out ecstatically, "that's how I want it. Come on, fuck it. Now you're doing it. That's the way I like. Fuck, baby, fuck. Ohhh, yes, yes, fuck it off."
With insistent cock stabs he went on ramming. She was so excited now she was trembling.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you sure know how to give a ^ood screw. Come on, fuck it. Fuck it."
With deep, driving cock stabs he continued ramming. All of the sudden Bert's cock exploded. The hot white cream streamed up her asshole. At the same time her father got his gun off.
"Grab it with your pussy," Carl begged. "Oh, baby, it feels fantastic. Fuck it."
Carl could feel Bert's cock plunging into her. The two men's cocks were separated by a thin sheath of flesh between her asshole and her pussy. It added a certain dimension of unity as the three of them got their kicks. For at this point the young girl was making it, too. Her pussy juices flowed freely, providing plenty of lubrication for her father's stabbing cock.
"Fuck me," she begged. "Fuck. Oh, yes, fuck it off."
This was just the kind of erotic pleasure that she wanted. At this point Bert pulled his cock out of her asshole. Then she pulled off her father's cock. She went over to the dresser where her father had left a bottle of bourbon. She mixed herself a bourbon and Seven. Bert went over and put the bottle up to his lips and tilted his head back. When her father recognized how much he was drinking, he objected. Coming over he pulled the bottle away from him.
"Hey, are you an alcoholic or something?" "No, I was just thirsty," Bert smiled. "I guess you were."
Then looking at the beautiful young girl, he licked his lips hungrily.
"I'd like to eat your pussy," he smiled.
"Let me go to the bathroom first," she exclaimed.
"Oh, no, don't take any time out," he told her. "I want to lick it out right now. Come on, baby, let me lick it."
She went over to the bed and stretched out. Patting her pussy lips she parted them for him. Gazing fondly at the moist pink flesh, Bert wasted no time in letting his tongue slip inside. Soon he was licking her pussy juices com-
bined with Carl's juices. Apparently this didn't bother him.
"He likes mixed drinks," her father chuckled as he slapped Bert's butt.
Bert went on licking her snatch. He wanted to get her around again. He knew that if he kept nibbling at her clit it wouldn't be much longer. He was right in his analysis. To add to Bert's pleasure young Wanda reached down and gripped his head, holding him in place.
"Put your legs over his shoulders, sweetheart," Carl grinned.
Young Wanda threw her legs over Bert's shoulders. Bert clutched her ass cheeks and held her in place as he went on licking and sucking. She enjoyed having his face over her pussy like this. It was an erotic highlight for her. And she was making the most of it.
"Yes, yes," she cried eagerly. "I love it. Just like that. Lick me. Lick my pussy. Oh, don't stop."
Bert's nose and teeth and tongue were in her box now. He was going to town with his tongue. He was twirling it around. He liked to lick the velvety vagina walls. He wanted to bring her closer and closer to a splashy climax.
"Oh, I'm almost there," the young girl writhed as she twisted around on the bed.
Suddenly she was juicing. Bert held her close-
ly. He licked and sucked her snatch.
"Yes, yes," she panted. "Yes, that's the way to do it. Keep it up."
The erotic thrills that shot through his body had him trembling.
"Do it, baby," he begged her. "That's how it's done. Oh, sweetheart, keep juicing."
The insistent tongue lapping went on. The erotic sensations that he enjoyed at this point had him shaking.
"Oh, baby," he whispered, "you were so good. I loved licking out your snatch."
All at once her father was jealous again. He looked at Bert.
"Better go now, buddy," he told him.
"Hey, the party's new," he told him. "We just started. I want to continue."
Glancing down at Bert's cock, Wanda realized he probably would want some more sex.
"Hey, you've got another hard-on, honey," she smiled.
"Yeah, and he needs to find another dame to get it off with. He's had his hour."
"I have not," Bert objected. "I've just been here forty-five minutes. I've got fifteen minutes fucking time."
"Am I sold by the hour?" Wanda asked nervously.
"Of course," Bert nodded, "you're a hun-
dred-dollar-an-hour whore, aren't you?"
The word "whore" hit Wanda with sharp impact. She got off the bed. She slapped Bert's face.
"A hundred-dollar-an-hour call girl, your ass," she exclaimed. "Don't ever call me a tramp again."
"I thought that was a compliment," Bert laughed. "A lot of girls would like to make a hundred dollars an hour. Their pussy isn't worth it. You're in a class my yourself."
"Maybe I don't look at it that way," she told him.
Bert was bitter.
"That son-of-a-so-and-so over there,' he said, controlling himself, "he told me you were a hundred-dollar-an-hour- girl. Isn't that right?"
Carl was cornered. He didn't know what to say.
"What did you say, sugar daddy?" his young daughter Wanda demanded.
"Something like that," he mumbled. "What difference does it make?"
"Plenty," Wanda said defiantly. "Both of you, get out. Leave me alone. You understand?"
"Won't you just jerk it off?" Bert begged.
"Jerk it off yourself," she told him. "Get lost. Go fuck yourself. There's no more, baby. That's all there is. There isn't anymore. Understand?"
The glare on her face made it easy for Bert to understand. And he was getting angrier by the moment.
CHAPTER FIVE
Once Wanda was alone with her father she had quite a bit of complaining to do.
"Sugar daddy," she smiled, "come over here."
Wanda was speaking in a syrupy sweet voice that told her father she was furious. Nevertheless, he felt that he had to confront her.
"Yes, pumpkin," he smiled, "what is it?"
"I want to give you a love tap," she giggled.
She gripped her hand tightly and then she raised it and swung it in her father's face.
"Don't you ever sell me," she told him. "I just went along with that because I didn't want to see Bert beat the hell out of you."
"That was thoughtful of you, dear," he told her. "It's nice that I have a loyal daughter."
Once Carl had recovered from the shock of
his daughter slapping his face, he tried to calm her down.
"I got to drinking," he rationalized, "and it wasn't that I meant to hustle for you, honey. Honest."
"Is that why mom left you?" she asked anxiously.
"Oh, no," Carl insisted, "don't ever think that. I would never have sold your mom. For one thing, I don't think she would brought much of a price in the meat market."
"Lovely thing to say about mother," she complained.
"What did you expect me to say?" he asked her frankly.
"I thought you might try the truth for once," she said. "Or would that be expecting too fucking much?"
"You've got a foul mouth," her father told her flatly.
"I learned all the words from you, daddy," she told him as she turned away furiously.
Wanda went over to the window. She looked out at the city at night.
"I wish I could be like other people," she said anxiously. "You can look in any window and not find such hurt in people's hearts as the hurt that lodges in my heart."
"Aw, you're just being a spoil sport," her
father slurred drunkenly. "Have another belt, baby, and you'll feel better."
"I don't want another drink as long as I live," Wanda told him. "And I don't want any more sex with you, daddy. I'm gonna find me a boyfriend. I'm gonna quit having anything to do with you."
Carl suddenly felt tortured and alienated. He had a great fondness for his daughter. To think of being turned away from her body completely tormented him. But she was determined to get even with what he had done.
When they were back home again, she figured one cunning way would be to invite her boyfriends over and have sex. She knew they could make so much noise that her father would hear them. That would serve him right.
The next Friday night after the football team playoffs at the local high school athletic field, she came home with Greg. He was a handsome, virile young quarterback.
"Greg, you sure did a good job tonight," she told him, "and I want to reward you."
"Yeah, I know how I'd like to get rewarded," Greg smiled as he patted her behind.
"My daddy is real broad minded," she smiled. "You don't have to worry about a thing. Come home with me and we'll have a ball."
Greg liked the whole idea. Nevertheless, he
was still nervous.
"Are you on the level?"
"Would I lie to you, Greg?"
"I don't know, would you?" Greg smiled at her.
She went upstairs with Greg. She took the bottle of bourbon her father left on the bar.
"You like to drink, Greg?" she asked him, saying it loudly enough so her father Carl could listen and hear every word.
"If you do, I do," he told her.
Once in her room she poured him some liquor. He enjoyed the idea of getting loaded. For he was a bit shy about sex. But little did he realize the kind of girl that Wanda had turned into. He remembered her as a shy, quiet type. She was anything but that now. She was eager to put the ice cubes in his glass and pour the bourbon for him.
"Let's get going, tiger," she told him anxiously.
Once he'd sipped his drink and became more unwound and more uninhibited, Greg was willing to take off his clothes. She watched carefully as he pulled down his shorts, revealing a huge cock. She thrilled to the sight of his swinging balls and his long penis and went over to him and gripped it. She pumped it as if she were shaking hands with his cock.
"Pleased to meet you, Greg," she smiled.
Wanda stood there in her bra and panties. Greg looked down at her crotch. He could see her moistening mound. He reached over to her and pulled the elastic waistband of her panties. Then he fingered her pussy. He loved the way her pussy muscles clutched his finger.
"Oh, Greg, baby," she told him, "keep stimulating me. I want to give you a wonderful time. I'll do anything you say."
"That'll be nice," he told her. "I've been looking for a sex slave."
Greg wrapped his arms around her. Then when her panties were removed he pressed his cock against her pussy. He still hadn't removed her bra. Reaching behind her back he unfastened her bra. As it fell to the floor her great bosoms pressed against his hard chest.
"Rub your boobs back and forth," he told her. "I like to feel 'em."
She enjoyed crushing her bosoms against Greg's chest. It aroused her enormously.
"You're beautiful," he told her anxiously. "You know that, don't you?"
She nodded and smiled at him.
"If you say so."
She was feeling nothing now except the desire to torment her father. It bothered her that even in her lovemaking with Greg she was
thinking of her father. Why couldn't she get him off her mind?
In the bedroom below her father was listening. He got out of bed and tiptoed to the door. He went upstairs quietly. And he listened as his daughter and Greg talked.
"I want a gal who'll lick my nuts," he told her.
"Your every wish is my command, master," she smiled.
Greg was delighted that Wanda was so willing to satisfy him. She dropped to her knees. And he squatted so his balls swung over her mouth. Her tongue licked. The door was open just a crack so Carl could see what his young daughter was doing to the high school football player. It tormented him to think that she was giving him the pleasure that he deserved. It also stimulated him. This annoyed him. He was angry on the one side, yet aroused on the other. And he would fluctuate between these two emotions.
"I've got a nice dick to stick in your mouth," he told her. "Oh, baby, you're gonna love it. Get set for a heavy load."
He could hardly wait to shoot her a mouthful of his sweet juice.
"You're doing a nice job on the nuts," he told her. "Just keep licking that way. Baby, I
love it. You'll never know how much."
She had a pretty good clue. Because his body was so aroused now he was trembling.
"You're wonderful," he told her. "You really are. Keep sucking my nuts."
She went on licking at his balls. He got more and more aroused.
"Sweetheart," he told her, "just keep that up. Like you're doing it now. Yes, yes."
She was gently stroking his cock. He enjoyed the slow way that she stroked him while her tongue lashed at his balls.
"Open your mouth wide," he told her, "so I can slip my dick inside."
She opened her mouth. His penis slid inside.
"Baby," he smiled, "that's the way you do it. Now suck. Suck it, baby, suck. That's how you do it. Suck it!"
With a hard, driving cock stab he rammed his penis down her throat. He enjoyed the feeling of his cock caressing her throat.
"Eat my dick stick," he gasped as he thrust. "Oh, baby, now you're doing it. Just like I like it. Suck it. Suck it. Oh, honey, you're gonna suck the juice out of it. Suck it off."
He was plunging it to her in rapid-fire cock stabs. She was becoming more and more aroused every moment.
"Oh, wow!" he exclaimed. "That's how I like
it. Now you're doing it. Come on, sweetheart, suck that cock."
All at once the hot, white sperm splashed in her mouth and she gulped joyously.
"Eat it," he told her. "Come on, eat my dick. Suck it. Suck it off."
Suddenly she was gulping. Her hands were on his ass cheeks. He loved the feeling of her hands caressing his buttocks as she sucked him off.
At this point the young boy was ready to shoot. He wanted to have her taste him. He wanted to see her swallow him. He had gotten quite upset when a high school girl who was giving him a blow job spit his sperm out. He thought it was unfair. He figured she should appreciate his cum.
"Eat me," he begged passionately, "suck it. Oh, baby, get every drop of it. That's the way you do it. Suck it off. Suck."
She went on sucking. All at once his hot white cum flashed in her mouth. She gulped joyously. He didn't haye to worry about her spitting it out. She was only too eager to suck and swallow his seed. Her father was watching. He felt his balls tingling and his cock lengthening. He only wished that Wanda could put her mouth on his penis. That was where it really belonged.
"Keep it up," Greg begged her. "Yes, baby, yes. That's the way to do it. Now you're sucking. Come on. Suck. Suck it off."
She was doing a good job. He was getting more and more aroused.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "now you're doing it. I need it. You don't know how bad. Keep sucking."
She sucked and finally swallowed his cum load. Then she slid her mouth off and he looked at her happily. He moved over so he had his naked ass cheeks over her face.
"How about a little ass-sucking action?" he grinned.
Wanda didn't push him away. Instead her hands reached out and she gripped his bare bottom. Her father couldn't help getting horny again. He knew that he had taught her all she knew about ass sucking. He figured it was unfair that she use this knowledge that he had imparted to her so carefully for someone else's satisfaction.
He watched as the young boy lowered his ass right over her face. Wanda reached up to grip Greg's bare behind. Her tongue licked and lashed at his ass crack.
"Yes, yes," he cried eagerly.
He stroked himself as he watched her tongue licking and lashing at his hot tight asshole.
"Suck ass," he panted as he pumped his cock, "suck ass. Go ahead. Use your tongue real nice, baby."
Wanda used her tongue in stabbing, darting movements. He was getting more and more aroused.
"Eat my ass out," he begged her anxiously. "That's the way to do it. Come on, sweetheart, suck ass. Keep it up. Now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Suck my sweet asshole."
She went on lapping and licking and nibbling at his ass cheeks. He was becoming more and more aroused.
"Oh, baby," he smiled at her, "keep licking. Now you're doing it."
The erotic tongue action had his balls quivering and his cock lengthening again. He knew he could fuck some more. It was amazing how Wanda's mouth could keep him aroused.
"Stab your tongue way up there," he advised her. "That's the way I really like it. Oh, baby, this is fun. You sure know how to give a guy a good ass suck."
Proud of herself that she could demonstrate such skill at eating out his ass, she plunged her tongue as high up his rectum as she could get it to go.
Now he knew he had to fuck her again.
"All right, baby, I want to fuck your ass now," he told her. "I've watched you walking down the halls in school. You sure have a gorgeous body. It needs fucking. I'm the man to fuck it."
He got up from the floor and went over to the bed. Wanda joined him but not until she went into the bathroom to the medicine chest to get the jar of Vaseline. She wasn't taking chances with her tight asshole.
"What's that for?" Greg demanded.
"You're not stabbing that sword cock of yours up my butt without lubricating it first," she told him flatly.
"You're getting difficult," he complained.
"Difficult, my ass," she laughed.
Young Greg could hardly wait to demonstrate his skill at slipping his big, thick prick up her asshole. Gripping her bosoms as he plunged his penis up her rectum, he stabbed away viciously. Her ass was upturned to make it convenient for him. And it slid in smoothly now.
"Oh, baby," he panted as he fucked her, that feels fantastic."
With deep, hard thrusts he rammed away.
"Come on and fuck me," he begged anxiously. "Fuck. Oh, baby, that's how you do it. Fuck it."
Young Wanda churned her hips around. She knew how to do it so that he would enjoy it. She knew that it was important that her ass keep in motion. She also knew she had to press her ass muscles tightly as he stabbed into her asshole.
"You sure give a tremendous fuck," he exclaimed. "Baby, you're wonderful. Keep twisting your tail. You're right on."
He continued stabbing into her. She swung her hips around. She was getting more and more aroused.
"Oh, baby," he panted as he pulled up and gripped her ass cheeks.
Now he watched his slippery cock sliding in and out of her.
"Yes, baby, yes," he panted as he thrust it to her. "That's beautiful. Fuck. Come on, baby. Fuck it."
With penetrating cock stabs he went on ramming. He was enjoying it more every moment. He could feel his balls slapping against her bare bottom as he thrust.
"I'm almost there," he gasped. "Baby, keep your tail twisting. Now you're doing it. That's the way I love it. Fuck. Shove it."
She shoved back to meet his advancing cock stabs.
"That's the way, baby," he told her.
"Reach around and finger my snatch while you're fucking my ass," she begged. "I like the double action."
Greg reached over and found her pussy. Plunging two fingers into her vagina he worked them around industriously. She thrilled to his stabbing finger movements.
"Yes, yes," she cried ecstatically, "that's the way I love it. Oh, baby, you're really doing it. Keep it up."
The erotic excitement that she felt as her loins heated up and her ass gyrated, pleased him. For he could tell he was giving her what she wanted.
"Deeper, baby," she begged. "Get it in there."
Young Greg shoved his alert cock deeper into her frenzied ass. She swung her hips around.
"Oh, I'm cuming," she panted as she felt her pussy juicing.
Greg's fingers were full of her cum juice. He loved having sticky fingers in her twat as he went on ramming her ass.
"Hang tight, honey," he told her. "It won't be much longer. I'll be there, too."
Shoving into her with hard cock stabs he continued assaulting her asshole. It wouldn't be much longer at this point.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "now you're doing
it. I love it. Fuck it."
His rock-hard cock plunged in all the way and exploded.
"Twist your butt around," he told her. "That's the way to do it. Grind it."
She ground her hips around. He was cuming now all the way.
"Yes, yes," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, that's beautiful. Now you're fucking."
When he had finished cuming, he slowly eased his cock from her behind.
"Oh, baby," he told her as his hands wandered around her ass cheeks. "You're beautiful. You're beautiful."
As he withdrew his cock from her behind, her father turned away at the door. He was troubled and annoyed to think that he had witnessed her having sex with the young high school boy. It was obvious she was trying to torture him. But this was carrying it too far.
CHAPTER SIX
Young Greg was not easy to satisfy. Wanda had gotten him so worked up that all he could think about was his balls and their sensations. As he lay back on the bed a few moments later he wanted to eat out her pussy.
"Why don't you get some honey and pour it in your pussy and I'll lick it for you."
"All right, love," she smiled.
Wanda went downstairs. She found the honey in the kitchen. As she carried the yellow pastic container with the nozzle top, her father stopped her in the hallway. He looked at her sternly.
"Don't do this to me, Wanda," he begged. "It's not fair."
"All is fair in love and war, daddy," she giggled. "Or should I say sugar daddy?"
She tapped him lightly under the chin and then she hurried on upstairs. As his eyes saw her rush upstairs with the honey container, he imagined she would do plenty. She didn't disappoint him.
Getting into the bedroom, she walked right over to the bed, got on the bed and spread her legs. She slid the plastic nozzle into her pussy. She squeezed the yellow plastic container. The golden honey squirted into her vagina.
"That's enough, that's enough," Greg said eagerly. "Now I'll lick it out."
She tossed the honey container aside. The young boy got right over her. Gripping her hips he let his tongue lick along her pussy.
"I'm gonna eat you," he told her, "and I'm gonna suck you good."
His tongue whipped back and forth around her vagina. She enjoyed the sensation of his tongue licking at her.
"Stick it way in, Greg," Wanda urged.
Greg's tongue slipped inside of her. He flipped it back and forth.
"Yes, baby, yes," she told him, "that's the way to do it. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Come on, love me."
He licked up and down her love button. She thrilled to his tongue lashing and licking away.
"Suck," she panted, "suck me. Oh, Greg,
suck my snatch. Suck it good."
Greg's hot tongue licked and lapped until she was almost there. She held his head and let her hands wander through his hair.
"Eat me," the young girl begged. "Yes, Greg. Suck me. That's what I want you to do. Suck my pussy."
As she juiced, Greg's tongue whipped inside of her. He was enjoying the erotic pleasure of lapping up her love juices.
When he finally did withdraw his tongue from her vagina, he looked at her adoringly. She had another idea.
"Why don't I lick out your ass?" she suggested. "First I'll squirt it full of honey."
Greg had to laugh.
"You've sure got some wild ideas."
"I'm a creative fucker," she told him.
"Don't you mean a creative sucker?" he laughed as he lay back and let Wanda slip the honey container up his ass. She squeezed it. The golden honey squirted all around his asshole. Now he was ready to be entertained.
She licked his ass. And at the same time he threw his head back and forth as the waves of sexual pleasure engulfed him.
"Come on, ass eater," he panted as he wiggled. "Suck ass. Beautiful. Just like I like it. Now you're doing it. Oh, baby, that's super.
Suck my ass out. Come on. Suck my butt."
He enjoyed the way her tongue licked and lapped at his bare bottom. He also liked the way she was reaching for his cock now and pulling on it.
"Pull it," he begged her. "Faster, baby. Just like I like it. That's a super rim job. And you're giving me a great jack-off job as well."
She went on pulling on his penis. He was getting more and more aroused.
"Suck," he told her. "Come on, baby, suck. That's the way. Oh, sweetheart, suck."
She was giving him the sum of his life. Her tongue went on slipping up his ass.
"Baby," he told her, "you've sure got that tongue action down cold."
Her tongue continued pumping up his rectum. Finally she realized she's better give him another suck-off. She flipped her tongue back and forth across his bare ass cheeks and then licked his balls. But it didn't take her long to get to the head of his shaft. This was the focal point. Gripping his penis tightly she moved up and down on it.
"Eat me," he told her excitedly. "Come on. Suck me. That's what I want you to do. Suck my cock. Suck it off. Oh, baby, I love it. Suck it off. Oh, yes, suck it."
Her mouth moved in sweeping movements.
He enjoyed the sight of her bobbing head and her cheeks pulling in as she entertained him.
"Hey, mouth girl," he smiled, "suck that cock. Suck it off."
She parted his ass cheeks gently. Slipping an index finger up his rectum she massaged his prostate gland.
"Just like that," he exclaimed as the electrical thrills shot through his body and he felt himself cuming.
"Hey, it's blast-off time, baby," he panted as the hot sperm lashed into her mouth.
She gulped hungrily. She pulled back so he could spill some of his sperm in her mouth and allow her time to taste it.
When she'd finished eating his cum load she pulled off gently. She looked up at him. He reached down and caressed her.
"I think a lot of you, love," he told her, "an awful lot."
She was happy that she had found such a close friend and lover in Greg. She fixed him another drink and they sat there and talked.
"Who are you making it with steady in school?" Greg asked her.
"Nobody," she told him.
"I've been going with a real nice girl, Jessica. You know, that honey-haired blonde."
"Jessica is fucking everybody," Wanda said
nervously.
"You're jealous already," Greg smiled.
"Maybe I am," she admitted candidly. "You studs think you can have as many girls as you want. We are all supposed to think you are terrific. What about us? Don't we rate?"
He laughed at her. "Sure you rate," he told her. "I think a lot of you, baby. But I have never gone steady with any chick. I figure I'm too young for that. I've got to play the field."
"You mean you want to experiment with every girl who'll let you stick your tongue in her pussy," she shook her head.
"Maybe you're right," he nodded.
"Sure, I'm right," she told him flatly. "And I don't think it's very nice."
He laughed as he looked at her.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you're too much. But I still think the world of you."
His eyes were aglow as he looked at her. Now he was eager to have her demonstrate her skill at taking the initiative.
"Did you ever sidestraddle a guy and fuck him?"
"How do you do that, Greg?"
"First you've got to straddle me," he explained, "and then you grab my cock. You slip your pussy down over it. Then you do the work."
"I'd love that," she said eagerly.
Wanda wasted no time in taking Greg up on his suggestion.
She straddled him. She thought she'd make enough noise so her father could hear. She guided herself down over his cock. Greg reached up and felt of her bosoms as she bent over.
"That's good positioning," he told her. "I can really enjoy fucking you this way."
He was ramming it to her with hard, deep thrusts.
"Come on, baby," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Now you're fucking. Keep it up."
Greg rode her pussy. He loved the sight of her ass as he watched her in the mirror. His hands reached back to grip her buttocks.
"You sure are beautiful," he told her. "You're nice all over."
She enjoyed his caressing hand movements.
"Fuck me," he begged, "fuck. Yes, baby, now you're doing it. Just like I like it. Come on, fuck it."
He went on ramming. She was getting more and more aroused.
"Come on, baby," she told him, "give me that pecker. I want to feel every fucking inch of it ramming into me."
His thick penis plunged harder into her. She
was more and more turned on.
"Yes, baby, yes," she gasped, "that's what I like. Now you're doing it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
With rapid cock stabs he went on giving it to her. She twisted her hips around. He suddenly felt himself cuming.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "I'm cuming. Milk it. Use your pussy muscles. I love it. Come on, fuck it off."
She continually twisted her hips as he shot her some more juice.
When he had finished fucking her she slid off him.
"I enjoyed that so much," she whispered.
His lips pressed against hers. She felt a passionate longing for him.
"I don't know why I like you so much," she admitted candidly, "but I do, baby. I love you more than I should."
When Greg finally left, her father bolted up to the bedroom.
"Damned, if that wasn't the most disgusting display I've ever seen," he told her. "You've got the heart of a whore. You like to get fucked every way you know how."
At this point she was too exhausted to fight or argue with her father.
"Leave me alone," she told him. "Get lost, sugar daddy."
"Sugar daddy, my ass," he told her. "I'm your father and nobody can. fuck you better than I can."
He set about to prove it. He got on the bed.
"Roll over on your stomach," he told her. "When you turn over I can turn on."
Reluctantly she rolled over. Her father wasted no time. He set about to do what he was going to do.
"I'm gonna fuck you, honey," he told her, "and fuck you good."
He raised her ass up and then without adding any lubrication he began thrusting his cock between her buttocks. She instantly objected.
"Damn you, maniac," she told him, "you're not gonna stick your freakish pecker up my ass. Not without some help. Oh, quit it."
Her father was determined that he was going to discipline her.
"This will teach you to defy me," he told her.
Ramming his hard cock right up her ass he made it.
"It's a good thing you've been fucked here before," he told her, " 'cause I can slide in Greg's cum load."
She was grateful that he had shot a good load. And it did make it easier for her father's cock to slide up her ass without benefit of
lubrication.
"Oh, sweetheart," he told her, "twist your tail. That's how you do it. Come on, honey, fuck it."
She shoved back to him. She did everything she could to get it over with. If there was anything she hated it was the way her father fucked her. But she couldn't stop him. He was going to have it or else. So she figured she might as well give it to him and get it over with. He went on thrusting. She felt her body trembling.
"Keep it up," he told her. "Yes. That's the way I want it. Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, fuck off. Fuck."
With rapid-fire cock stabs he went on jabbing. She was getting more and more aroused.
"Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "that's what I want. Do it, baby, do it."
She twisted around. He was getting more and more excited.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her. "You don't know how much this means to me. Fuck, baby, fuck."
All at once his cock exploded.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed anxiously. "Oh, baby, get the juice out of it."
She twisted her tail and squeezed her ass muscles to get the juice out of her father's
penis shaft.
She was grateful when he finished. But she wasn't grateful for what followed. The next thing she knew he was rolling her over and straddling her. Only this time he insisted that she prop her head up on pillows even with his buttocks.
"I want you to suck on my asshole while I'm eating your pussy," he told her. "That'll be a lot of fun."
Maybe he thought it was fun but she didn't.
"Do you mind if I make your ass sweet to suck?" she asked grimly as she reached for the honey container .
"Go ahead," he told her.
She eased the nozzle of the honey container up her father's anal channel. She squeezed it. Now it was dripping with golden goodness. She tossed the honey container down.
"Suck my ass," he told her. "Now it's sweet, suck it."
He waited until her tongue was slipping up his rectum before he applied his tongue to her pussy. Now she felt his tongue invading her hot pussy. She twisted around. He was lashing and licking like he had gone out of his mind. She was enjoying the sensation. Nevertheless, she was troubled. Why had he gotten so upset? Could she never have another lover? Was that
what the problem was going to be forever?
Now they were busily engaged in their activity. Watching in the mirror, Wanda could see everything. There was her head propped up on pillows. Her hands were clasping her father's ass cheeks, parting them as she sucked on his asshole. Then she could see him bending over her pussy. His hands were grasping her ass cheeks as his tongue bore down on her vagina. She enjoyed the way he licked in lashing tongue movements inside of her box. It was obvious he was enjoying it enormously. She even enjoyed the way he slipped a finger up her asshole, while he plunged his tongue farther up her pussy. Then he began nibbling at her love button. That really got her stimulated. She also enjoyed it when he licked up and down her love button in light, lashing tongue brushed.
Suddenly she was cuming. Just as she juiced she went on tonguing him. She wanted to give him every thrill she could as he went on doing his stronge sixty-nine act with her. Finally when he pulled his tongue out of her pussy and she had slid her tongue from his behind, he rolled over. But he still had a hard-on.
"Get some oil," he suggested. "I want you to jerk it for me. And play with the balls with the other hand."
She got up to get the baby oil. She uncapped the container and applied its contents to his balls as well as his penis shaft. Then she reached for his throbbing male member and began slowly stroking. At the same time she reached down to his balls and fondled them.
"Be rougher," her father advised her. "I want you to really pull on my nuts. Yes. Now you're doing it. Just like daddy loves it. Oh, come on, you're beautiful. And I want you to lick the nuts. Come on, you're daddy's little mouth girl. Love me."
There was something wonderful about her father. Wanda was comparing him to Greg. She was curious to know if her father in a competition could give her as much cum as Greg could. There was only one way to find out. Suck him off and see.
She let her tongue dart lightly and lovingly about his balls. She hoped that he would invite her to suck on his cock. She didn't want to be the aggressor. She felt that if he meant what he said about her being so super, he would know enough to ask her.
"Come on, Wanda," he coaxed her, "suck on my pecker."
Wanda waited no longer. She licked up his long shaft. Her tongue darted gently across it.
"Eat it," he told her. "Oh, baby, lick it just
like that. Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, lick it."
This was an erotic moment for them. She enjoyed having the moment for him to take care of her this way. Passionately he went to town on her now. She was more and more aroused. As he rammed his cock down her throat, she gulped nervously.
"Suck it off," he told her, "suck, baby, suck."
He watched as he saw her take him. Her hands clasped his butt. She caresed his ass cheeks and finally fingered his asshole. He enjoyed the sensation of her finger pressing against his prostate gland.
"Eat me," he begged his young daughter. "It's juicy. Oh, honey, I've really got a load for you. Suck that cream out. Keep sucking. The cream comes to the top, Wanda. Now you're doing it. Lap it up."
Like a sex-starved animal Wanda was sucking on his instrument. He could see how much it meant to her. He loved it when she would play with his butt and has ass. Slipping her finger from his asshole she clasped his cheeks and squeezed them nervously as she frantically sucked. All at once he shot her a thick load of cum. More sperm spurted from his penis tip. She was holding it tightly.
"Eat it," he commanded. "Suck it. Juice it,
baby. Oh, yes, suck me off. Oh, baby, suck."
Wanda was earning her name as a mouth girl. And it didn't bother her. It was obvious that her father would tongue her out, too. And she was determined she was going to give him a super suck. As she finished eating his cum load and swallowing him and slid off, he praised her.
"Best damn cock suck I ever had, if I do say so myself," he smiled.
"Well, at least your daughter is good for something," Wanda giggled.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "I'm sorry that we fight. You know I think the world of you. Don't you?" .
"Yes, I do," she nodded, "but sometimes, forgive me. I'm really sorry."
They looked at each other angrily.
"What about tonight?" he asked her. "You're not gonna have that Gerg fellow back anymore, are you?"
"Daddy, I've got a crush on him," Wanda explained. "Call it infatuation, call it what you will. I'm nuts about Greg."
"Is he better than I am?"
She shook her head. "It isn't that, daddy," she explained, "it's just that he's nearer my age. After all, I cant go on all my life being a father fucker."
"You don't have to put it like that," he shook his head angrily. "You know how to be damn crude and rude. You trying to hurt me?"
"I'm trying to help you," she insisted. "I'm trying to get you to be honest and see it like it is, daddy. We're doing something sick and awful. Can't you understand?"
"You enjoy sucking on me, don't you, baby?" he asked his daughter.
"I enjoy fucking you a lot, daddy," she admitted candidly, "but it isn't a matter of enjoyment. It's a' matter of right and wrong. And you know darned well, daddy, it's wrong."
Her father could hardly believe the words he was hearing. For his daughter was turning out to be much more moral that his wife had been.
"You're not like your mother, pumpkin," he told her. "She was a playgirl. A real party gal. She'd pick up with anybody and she didn't think of it in terms of guilt or sin or right or wrong. She just wanted some fun. I still get mad when I think about losing her to that TV man. I wonder what he had that was so special."
"Mom claimed he used a French tickler," she said, thinking perhaps she could throw some light on the subject.
"Damn it, maybe I should buy a French tickler," he told her.
"Perhaps you should, father," she suggested. "They don't cost much."
"It isn't that," he shook his head. "It's kind of an ego blow. I figured my cock was enough. I figured I didn't need to use a pecker aid to please anybody."
"You don't have to," she assured him. "You're wonderful just the way your are, daddy."
His eyes brightened. He held out his arms for her.
"Am I really wonderful, honey?" he demanded of his daughter.
"I only have one daddy," she said, "and I love him a lot."
She went to his arms. He held his daughter closely. He loved the warmth of her naked breasts crushing against his chest.
Tears rolled down her cheeks. For she realized how far-out her father was. She hoped that someday he would see the truth.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Wanda became bored with just having her father as her lover. She wanted to adventure some more.
She decided it wouldn't hurt to experiment with another young stud from high school. She went up to him and introduced herself.
"Hi, Jack," she smiled at him.
"Oh, hi, Wanda," he called over to her.
"Jack, why don't you ever date me?"
"I don't know," he said.
She looked up at him.
"This weekend I'd love it if you'd take me to that big party that they're having over at Dorothy's place.
"Oh, that party's gonna be a knockout," he told her. "I think I would enjoy that."
When she went home that night she told
her father that she looked forward to going to a party with Jack. Her father immediately objected.
"You're just trying to make me jealous," he told her, "and it's not gonna wOrk. You can do anything you please."
Even though he said one thing, she knew he he was thinking another. That was enough to really make her happy. She made it a point to close the blinds and lock the door. Then she told her father that she thought it would be fun to parade around the house in the buff.
"Are you a cock teaser or what?" he questioned his young daughter.
"I believe in letting the air circulate around my crotch," Wanda giggled.
She took off all of her clothes and began striding around stark naked. Her father's eyes feasted on her body. But he was doubly troubled now. For it was a deliberate attempt on her part to attract him and then not satisfy him.
"You're a little bitch," he finally told her. "You want to get my balls agitated but you don't want to take care of me. Girls get in trouble pulling stuff like that on guys. It's not smart."
"Look who's talking," she said with an evil stare.
It was getting her more and more angry. She hated to think of her father giving her mother a tough time. Now she was bothered.
"Daddy," she told him, "if you want to lick my pussy with strawberry jelly in it, all right."
Her father went to the kitchen and brought back a jar of strawberry jelly. He brought along a spoon.
"Did you bring your napkin?" she asked him.
Going back he got out a large napkin and tucked it in his shirt collar.
"Now I'll just spread my legs wide," she told him, "and you slip that strawberry jelly inside."
Wanda's eyes watched her father spoon feed her pink pussy.
"I've never gone to such lengths for beaver," he complained.
"Now you're doing it, daddy," she smiled.
It was true. Carl hated to admit it. But he was doing anything now she told him to. This annoyed and troubled him. He crouched in front of her. And then he brought his face even with her box. He slid his hands under her ass cheeks. Finally he plunged his tongue into her vagina. He licked quickly in darting movements.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's what I want you to do. Let me suck your pussy, baby."
She was becoming more and more aroused.
"Suck me," she told him. "Suck, baby, suck."
Her father's tongue plunged lewdly into her pussy. She pushed back to meet his tongue stabs.
"Yes, yes," she panted.
Thowing her legs over her father's shoulders, she wiggled her ass. He could feel the fireworks in her body. She was trembling now. He had to hold tight to her ass cheeks to keep her in place.
"Eat me," she begged. "Oh, yes, come on. Eat me."
He could hardly wait to feel her juicing.
"Yes," she moaned, "that's right. You're doing it just right. Oh, tongue me."
Her father continued sliding the entire length of his tongue into her pussy. She moaned again and grabbed him. Now she was juicing. He was getting a beautiful mixture. The strawberry jelly mixed with the pussy juices.
"Yes, yes," she begged him, "that's what I want you to do. Keep it up. Lick me. Love me."
She couldn't get enough of him. He was sucking and licking her now as she'd never been licked or loved before.
At the same time she felt his hands playing around with her ass cheeks. She wanted to have
him slide into her asshole. She could imagine what it would be like if he gripped her hips and plunged his cock up her rectum.
"Daddy," she begged when he'd finished sucking her juices dry, "I want your cock. I want to feel it slamming up my butt."
"You're demented," he told his daughter.
"No, I'm not," she told him. "Oversexed maybe, but not demented. Oh, daddy, I can just feel that big pecker of yours slipping up my ass. I want it. Every fucking inch of it."
Young Wanda couldn't keep her fingers off her father's cock. She reached down between his legs as he moved away. She caught his cock. She pressed her hand against it hard. Then she unzipped his fly, reached in and felt of his bare penis flesh. She pulled out his cock and suddenly started stroking it. He enjoyed the way her hand methodically jerked.
"Oh, daddy," she begged anxiously, "I want it. I want to lick it first. Then you can fuck my butt."
Her father was so hot at this point he'd let her do anything she wanted to.
Her father now suggested they go to the bedroom.
"We'd better make it in the bedroom, darling," he told her. "It's more fun on my big bed."
Naked she got to her feet. Her father followed behind her. As he saw her beautiful ass cheeks wiggling, he imagined how much fun it would be to slip his penis up her asshole. He patted her buttocks affectionately.
"Daddy," she laughed at him.
When they got into the bedroom he undressed. Then she told him that she wanted to do her thing.
"I want to show you how good I am at everything," she told him.
Her father agreed to let her experiment with his body.
"Roll over on your stomach," she told him.
At that point she bent over and brushed her bosoms back and forth across his ass cheeks.
"Hey, you're giving me a lot of surprises, honey," he told her.
"Yes, daddy," she told him. "It's fun to try everything."
He realized how much she wanted to experiment with him when her tongue licked along his ass crease.
"Yes, baby, yes," he begged, "suck my butt. Come on. Stick it up there. That's the way, love. Tongue out your daddy's asshole."
The beautiful young girl stabbed her tongue savagely up his asshole. Then she reached for her father's cock. She squeezed it. He enjoyed
the erotic sensation of her hand playing with his penis while her tongue thrust up his ass.
Finally she pulled her tongue from him.
"Now, daddy, it's your turn," she grinned.
Wanda straddled her father. He got in a convenient position so she could lower her ass cheeks right over his face. Gripping her buttocks he let his tongue slip around her hot, tight asshole. He knew that in moments he would be slipping his thick penis up her behind. This was the adventure he craved. But now he would have to be satisfied with letting his tongue slide up her rectum.
"Yes, daddy, yes," she urged him on, "that's what I want. Oh, daddy, love me. Love me."
Passionately his tongue swept up her asshole. Then he switched from her asshole to her pussy. She loved the way his hands gripped her buttocks. He squeezed her ass cheeks tightly.
"Lick my ass," she urged him. "Oh, daddy, yes, lick me."
Her father figured it was time that he fucked her. So he withdrew his tongue from his daughter's fresh young ass.
"Baby," he told her, "I'll put some KY on my cock. That's better than Vaseline. It slips in real smooth."
He got off the bed and went to the bathroom. He returned with a tube of KY. Uncap-
ping the KY he squeezed some of its contents into his hand. Next he applied it to his long, hard shaft. Then he prepared to let his penis slip up her ass.
"On all fours, sweetheart," he told her, "and let's start fucking."
She bent over all the way. Her father gripped her creamy white ass cheeks. Slowly he let the slippery cock between them. With a forceful stab he plunged forward. She thrilled to the erotic arousal of his thick penis driving up her asshole.
"Fuck me, daddy," she begged him. "Fuck me good."
Her father's cock thrust into her. She thrilled to the sensation.
"Oh, yes, yes," she panted as he pumped into her.
Carl knew how to give Wanda every kick with his cock. He would vary the tempo of his penis stabs. One moment he would slide it in slow and the next he would slide in rapid-fire thrusts. She enjoyed the alternating action.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know how super that feels. Come on. Yes. That's what I like. Fuck it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
With rapid-fire cock stabs he went on driving into her. She got more and more excited.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "now you're fuck-
ing. That's the way I like it. Oh, yes. Fuck."
He enjoyed the sight of her body bent over and her ass cheeks swinging back and forth as his penis plunged smoothly into her. With rhythmic strokes he went on stabbing her behind. It was almost more than she thought she could stand. Fortunately her ass muscles did stretch. But how much more of his stampeding cock could she take?
"Hurry up and get it off, daddy," she told him.
She looked back at him nervously. He was enjoying it so much he didn't want it to stop. He would plunge it two or three times in rapid-fire stabs and then he would slow down. She wished that he would hurry up, ram it in and get it over with.
"Oh, pumpkin," he told her, "you don't know how good it feels to your daddy to fuck you like this."
Passionately he was giving it to her at this point. Now he was really ramming it to her.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you sure know how to give a good fuck. Twist your tail. Come on, sweetheart, fuck it."
With insistent cock stabs he went on ramming into her. She was so excited now she was shaking.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "keep your tail
twisting."
Wanda kept her ass wiggling. She recognized that her father expected this. All of the sudden she was cuming.
"I can't stand it," she told him. "Oh, daddy, reach down and play with my pussy."
Her father's hand reached for her pussy. He patted her affectionately. Slipping two fingers into her vagina he aroused her. At the same time he went on driving his thick, pulsating penis up her asshole.
"I'm cuming," he told her. "Oh, baby, you're beautiful. I made it."
His hot white cum flashed up her ass crack. She loved the erotic excitement that he was providing her with.
"Oh, daddy," she told him, "it feels so good when your juice shoots up my butt."
Her father was pleased that she could derive such erotic pleasure and enjoyment from his thick penis plunging into her.
"Squeeze it out," he told her. "Milk it with your ass muscles."
Wanda's ass muscles gripped her father's thick, plusating penis. Sperm exploded from his cock tip once more.
Finally he withdrew. Cum dripped on his daughter's beautiful round ass cheeks. He patted her and wipped it off.
"Daddy," she smiled up at him, "am I the best ass fuck you ever had?"
"Yes, darling, you are," he agreed.
There was something somber and sad in her father's voice. She couldn't understand it. After all she'd provided him with such a good time, why should he act like this?
Troubled, she reached over and took his hand and placed it on her breast.
"Play with them," she insisted. "Daddy, I want you to feel of my tits."
Her father reached over and gently caressed her breasts. She loved the erotic arousal he was providing her with.
"Baby, you're beautiful," he told her, "and you know it."
His lips found her nipples. He sucked on first one breast and then the other. His hand reached down to pat her pussy and let two fingers slip into her. Then he started licking down to her navel. From there he made a tongue trail to her fur-trimmed triangle. He licked quickly.
"Honey, would you mind if daddy shaved your box?" he asked Wanda frankly.
"Anything you want to do, daddy, is all right with me," she assured him.
Wanda was eager to please her father. And she was certain that she could. He immediately went to work with his tongue. He thrust inside
of her and she loved it.
"Yes, daddy, yes," she urged him, "I love it. Lick me."
His tongue wept around inside of her.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you're beautiful. I love it."
After he had licked her a couple of times he decided he would shave her slowly. He took his time. It bothered her at first. The idea of being shaved there worried her. He used his electric shaver. Some of her pussy hairs tugged painfully on the shaver. It didn't bother Carl. If anything, he enjoyed watching her expression of pain as the shaver pulled at her sensitive pussy hairs.
"Damn it, daddy," Wanda complained, "I don't like this."
"I'm doing it the best I know how, pumpkin," he smiled smugly.
She was as certain that he was trying it correctly. However, he finally succeeded in accomplishing the task of shaving her box. Parting her pussy lips he looked at her moist pink flesh.
"Do you like what you see, daddy?" she asked him.
He nodded. "You're beautiful," he told her. "You really are, baby. I love looking at your snatch. I want to eat it It'll taste delicious."
Carl's tongue whipped around his daughter's pussy. He stiffened his tongue and stabbed it in as if it were a small penis. Then he went into a licking routine. He licked the walls of her pussy and then licked and sucked on her clit. Her love button got an instant erection.
"Nibble me there, daddy," she suggested.
Her father's teeth bore down enticingly and excitingly on her clit.
She wiggled about as electrical sexual thrills flashed through her.
"Eat me," she cried anxiously, "eat my pussy. Yes, daddy, yes."
Her father's tongue licked up and down her clit and then he nibbled gently. She was totally turned on now. She felt as if her body was on fire as he tongue lapped up the pussy juices from her hot hole.
Realizing the only way he could keep his daughter for himself was to use plenty of psychology, Carl went to work building her up.
"Baby, you've got a snatch like I've never eaten before," he assured her.
"Daddy, you're just saying things," she told him.
"No, pumpkin, ifs the truth," he told her, "and I've tried all the flavors. You bet your sweet ass I have. And you win."
It pleased her so much that she could hardly
wait to lick her father's ass cheeks.
"Daddy, now that you've sucked my pussy, let me suck your ass again. All right?"
Carl nodded. He loved the way his daughter played with his ass cheeks and sucked him there. He was only too eager to give her the opportunity to tongue out his asshole.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Carl moved forward. His young daughter's hands caressed his bare bottom as well as his thighs. He thrilled to the erotic excitement she was supplying to him.
"Do me," she cried anxiously. "Yes, daddy, yes, do me."
Her father brushed his ass back and forth. Her tongue whipped around his bare buttocks. And then she found his ass crack. He thrilled to her tongue sliding smoothly up his ass crease. Then she finally made the big plunge right up his rectum.
"Come on," he told her, "that's how you do it. Oh, baby, now you're doing it. That's the way I like it"
Without shame or guilt his young daughter let her tongue slide smoothly up his tight anal
passage. He moved up and down as if he were on a slippery slide. She was getting more and more aroused every moment.
"Yes, yes," he cried ecstatically, "that's how I love it. Oh, baby, now you are sucking."
He was reaching for his cock and pulling. She enjoyed the way he pulled on his penis and cupped his balls with one hand while she sucked his butt.
"Oh, lick my ass," he panted, "lick it."
When she'd finished giving him a good ass licking, she wanted the moment of truth. The moment when his hairy, sweaty balls would swing in her mouth and she could get some good sucking in.
"Now, baby, now," he told her. "Suck my nuts. Yes, baby, suck my balls."
She opened her mouth. His balls swung inside. Her tongue lightly caressed them. Her father thrilled to this. He slowly stroked. He didn't want to pull on his cock too quickly as he knew that would minimize the pleasure. He wanted to make it last.
"Oh, baby," he panted as he watched her suck his nuts. "That feels super. Come on, sweetheart, suck my balls. Suck them."
Now it was time to get her mouth around his cock.
"I'm gonna feed you now," he smiled. "Get
set, baby."
At this point she released his balls and opened her mouth wide. He slid inside smoothly.
"Eat my pecker," he told her. "Come on, baby, suck my juicy dick stick. Suck it."
He enjoyed pulling way out and then slipping it back. And at the same time her hands gripped his ass cheeks. She squeezed his buttocks.
"Suck," he told her, "suck, baby, suck. That's the way. Suck my cock. Suck it off. Oh, baby, I'll tell you how to lick the tip."
He was so horny now he could hardly speak. He watched as his daughter made her super-sucking mouth movements over the head of his shaft.
"Drag your lower lip," he told her. "That's it. Just like that. Oh, baby, you're driving me ape."
Her magnificent mouth movements had him shaking.
"Oh, suck me," he begged her, "suck me. Play with my nuts. Baby, finger my ass."
She massaged his balls and at the same time eased her index finger right up his rectum. This was what he wanted. A total oral communication.
"Just like I like it," he exclaimed excitedly. "Oh, baby, you're doing it just right. Suck me.
Suck my cock off."
Reaching down he gripped her head and held her in place as he wildly fucked her face. All of the sudden his hot cock juice exploded in her mouth. Wanda sucked and gulped. She felt the need to eat him. His hot white cum spurted into her mouth. She let the tip of her tongue slide it around as she tasted it. Finally she swallowed him.
When she pulled off his cock he smiled at her.
"Got to hand it to you, honey," he told her. "You've sure got a good mouth."
She lay beside him now and looked at him.
"I love you, daddy," she whispered.
"Too much, doll," he told her.
She knew that her father was telling the truth. And it tormented her. Perhaps the only way to fall out of love with him was to find someone else who could take his place. But she knew that wouldn't be easy.
"Why are you so pensive?" he asked her.
"I was just thinking, daddy," she explained. "I've got to find someone my age. It isn't fair."
"But, baby, I like your box," her father insisted, "and I hope you enjoyed sucking me off."
"Of course I did," she replied. "It isn't that. It just isn't natural for a father to have sex
with his daughter. That's all."
"There are a lot of things that are strange in this world," he admitted, "but don't feel bad about that, baby. I don't."
She was troubled now. For she recognized just how painful it would be to break off with her father. She went to sleep and slept soundly. But she was determined she was going to pick up somebody.
From the girls in high school she had learned that teenage girls were popular down at the bowling alley. So a couple of nights later Wanda wandered over to the bowling alley. She figured if she could pick up some nice-looking stud she could get some money and maybe even fall for him. It was a wild gamble. But she had to do something. She couldn't go on loving her father. It was too painful.
She went into the bowling alley, hoping she could meet someone there. She sat down for a while and didn't meet anybody. Finally she decided to leave. Just as she was about to walk out the door, there was a nice swarthy-skinned, dark-haired, dark-eyed man who caught sight of her.
"You're new here, aren't you, honey?" he flashed her a pleasant smile. "Yes," she replied.
"What are you doing here?" he asked her,
recognizing what a young teenager girl she was.
"I wanted to live a little," she said.
"Baby, you're in a class by yourself," he told her. "You don't belong here. You're an innocent young chick. Why don't you get out of here?"
"All the other girls have the fun," she shook her head. "I just hear about it. I want my chance, too."
He smiled at her. "Look, I'll take you back home," he told her. "I've got a kid your age myself. What's your name?"
"Names are not important," she shook her head. "The only thing that counts is that I meet somebody."
He could see she was bound and determined she was going to find somebody. But what he couldn't understand was why it was so important to her. And he couldn't pry it out of her.
"If you tell me where you live," he volunteered, "I'll take you home. How about that?"
"All right," she agreed.
She got in the car with him. As he drove along he got a surprise. For she refused to tell him which turn-off on the freeway to take. Instead, she reached over and began fondling his crotch. At first he was furious."
"Look, I told you, I'm a married man," he told her, "and I'm a happily married man. Now leave me alone. I don't want to get caught on a molestation charge."
"You won't," Wanda smiled. "I want to service you."
"You sound like a hustler," he told her.
"I'm not," she shook her head. "I just want some adventure. Please, let me have some action."
The family man had to admit that it did feel good to have the young girl's hand on his crotch. What he enjoyed even more was the way she was massaging him. He was getting harder every moment.
"If you want to look at it I guess you could," he said as he pulled off the freeway and drove to a remote spot up in the hills.
It was a victory for Wanda. Slowly she unzipped his fly.
"All right, tell me your name," she begged him.
"Not now, honey," he told her. "I'm gonna drop you off like a hot potato when you finish looking at it. And that's all you're gonna do."
Secretly he was hoping she'd do everything. Then he could always say that it was her fault in a show-down. Or at least he could make her think it was. He knew better. He knew he could
overpower her and stop her in a minute. But he didn't want to. Not now. It was feeling too good.
At this point Wanda pulled out his huge penis and gently massaged it. She reached in and pulled out his balls, too. Bending over she let her tongue lick at his testicles. He loved the way Wanda's tongue licked around his balls.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "suck them. Go ahead. Lick my nuts. Pull on my pecker. I'll even let you do my ass. I'll bet you give great rim jobs."
She nodded and smiled.
"I can do everything," Wanda declared proudly. "Try me."
She had a smug, defiant manner that amused him. He thought it would be fun to watch her licking him down there.
He unfastened his belt and slid out of his pants and his shorts. She took a good look at him. And then she got between his legs. But it wasn't easy to lick his asshole. She could only lick his ass cheeks.
"Let's get in the back seat," she suggested. "Both of us. We'll take off everything."
Gary agreed. They got out of the car and got in the back seat. Even though he was taking a big chance, at this point his emotions were ruling and not his mind. He undressed
totally and so did she. When he looked at the young girl's firm, ripe bosoms, he was delighted. He reached out and fingered the nipples. Then he let his hand wander down to her pussy and he patted it affectionately.
"Lie on your back," she commanded, "and throw your legs out at angles. I want to lick your asshole."
He really enjoyed the way she went at his ass. He'd gone out with plenty of women. But he could never get them to go down on his butt. This girl licked his ass like she loved it.
"Beautiful," he panted as he pushed it to her. "Keep it up, baby."
Her tongue whipped all around his ass cheeks. Finally she let her tongue slip right up his rectum. He enjoyed the sensation of her tongue slipping up his asshole.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you sure know how to give me a good tongue job. Keep it up."
She reached for his cock. She figured she might as well add the pleasure of a jack-off job while she was rimming him.
"Suck," he told her. "Oh, baby, suck my butt. Beautiful. You know just how to do it."
Passionately her tongue whipped around his ass crack. Finally she went up to his balls. He thrilled to the sensation of licking. Opening
her mouth, she let his balls slip inside.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Oh, baby, you're beautiful."
At last she released his balls and licked up to his penis shaft.
"Suck my cock," he told her. "Suck. Oh, baby, suck it off."
He thrilled to the sensation of her tongue licking and lashing all around his penis. Finally her mouth moved over his cock.
"Eat it," he ordered her. "Oh, baby, suck my joint. Come on, suck it off. Suck it off."
Her head bobbed up and down on his cock. She was more and more aroused.
"Yes, baby, yes," Gary panted as he thrust it down her throat. She could feel the whole pulsating penis plunging in rapid-fire cock stabs. She was getting more and more aroused.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's what I want you to do. Suck it. Come on, suck. Suck if off."
He was so excited now he was shaking.
"Eat it," he told her. "Oh, baby, suck me. Swallow my juice. Come on, baby, swallow it all."
The erotic excitement that he felt at this point had him shaking. He could hardly wait for that moment when he could spill his sperm in her mouth. He wanted to see her suck and swallow his seed. How wonderful it was to have
a girl who could do the erotic things he couldn't get his wife to do. He'd gotten disgusted with Harriet so many times he felt like telling her to go to the devil. She wouldn't even let him stick his cock anywhere near her mouth. As far as swallowing it, she would tell him to go straight to hell. He knew this all too well. Now he was pleased at the wonderful manner that she was displaying.
"Eat it," he begged her. "Suck me, baby. Swallow it. Don't spit it out. Eat my cum load."
All at once his hot, white juice exploded in her mouth. She gulped greedily.
"Yes, yes," he told her. "Oh, baby, suck. Swallow the stuff. That's how you do it. Eat it."
At this point the hot white juice flowed freely.
"Suck it off," he said, reaching down, holding her head, as his sperm spurted into her mouth.
"Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "suck it off. Oh, baby, lick it. That's what I want. Now you're doing it. Suck me, baby. Suck me."
The sperm spilled down her throat. She pulled back so some of it could drop in her mouth and she could taste him. Finally it was over. She had given him a super cock suck.
"Wow!" Gary smiled as he looked at her.
Now he could see how beautiful she looked, naked. The moonlight filtering through the trees gave him a perfect view of her body.
"Honey, let me eat your snatch," he told her eagerly. "I promise T'll give you a super suck."
She lay back. Gary bent over. His tongue gingerly whipped about her vagina. Then he began licking in earnest. He closed his eyes in awe. Reaching under young Wanda's ass cheeks, he squeezed them. Now he was sucking her.
"Oh, I like your shaved box," he whispered as he let his tongue stab inside her.
It pleased Wanda that her father had been so thoughtful as to shave her pussy for her. She wanted to please any man that she involved herself with sexually. Perhaps, she reasoned, she could forget her father. After all. she didn't want to go through life with this haunting her night and day.
"Come on, baby," he told her. "You're beautiful. Oh, honey, love it."
His fingers did some fancy work on her ass cheeks. Gary gripped them and squeezed them. His tongue went on driving into her.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "do it. You know how. Oh, honey, lick. Lick it good."
She was becoming more and more aroused. She could hardly stand it now.
"Eat me," she begged. "Oh, lick my snatch. Drive your tongue way in there. Tickle my love button."
It amused him to see what knowledge she displayed when it came to having her pussy eaten. Apparently this act had been performed on her numerous times before.
"Oh, baby," she begged as she reached down, "that's exactly what I want you to do. Oh, baby, beautiful. Oh, honey, suck, suck it."
His tongue drove into her. With rapid-fire movements he licked up and down her love button. She wiggled. She reached out again and held his head pinned over her pussy.
"I'm cuming," she exclaimed ecstatically. "Oh, baby, licked my pussy. Drain me."
Wanda threw her legs over his shoulders. She pressed her hot thighs against his cheeks. He licked in earnest.
"Keep licking me," she told him. "Nibble my clit. Oh, baby, I'll juice some more. You just keep that up."
He lapped her up quickly. When he'd finished sucking on her pussy, he pulled his tongue out of her. He held up her ass cheeks. He figured he would tongue out her ass for good meausre.
She loved the erotic excitement of his tongue
slipping up her asshole.
"Yes, yes," she panted as she pushed her ass cheeks right in his face.
Gary didn't mind. He was out to please her. And he was determined he would please her any way he knew how. His tongue went on driving into her.
"Lick it," she pleaded. "Oh, baby, that's the way I love it. Now you're doing it, darling. Just like you're doing it. There, there!"
He got so intrigued with her asshole he figured it would be fun to fuck it now. But he didn't know how she would take it to. Nevertheless, he figured if he could build her to a passionate pitch with his tonguing, perhaps she would allow him to let his penis plunge up her private anal channel.
When he'd finished sucking on her ass he looked up at her.
"How would you like to let my pecker slip up there?"
For a second she hesitated.
"I'll be gentle," he promised her.
She was certain that he would be careful. And that made her willing to let him have his kicks. It really aroused her as he brushed his penis tip back and forth across her ass crease.
CHAPTER NINE
At this point Wanda could see just how eager Gary was to let this penis slip up her behind. But she was still nervous. He didn't have any Vaseline. She worried about it.
"I don't think you'll ever get it up there," she told him flatly.
"Let me try," he told her.
He spit in his hand. Then he applied his own spit to his penis. It felt funny as he placed the head of his penis shaft next to her ass crack.
"Relax, bbay," he told her as he reached forward and gripped her bosoms. He felt that if he fingered her nipples and pinched them he would distract her from the pain that he was going to produce as he made the penis assault on her asshole.
"Oh, you have such nice tits," he told her
with a happy smile forming on his face. I'm gonna give you a real nice balling now. Relax, baby. I'll slid it in slow."
With a slow, easy, slipping motion he rode forward. She enjoyed the feel of his cock driving into her.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "we're really gonna have a good fuck. Here, let me finger your snatch while I fuck your asshole."
Reaching around Gary slid two fingers in her pussy. He reached for her love button. He squeezed it. It was erect now. He could tell she was enjoying getting her ass screwed.
"It's stretched nice," he smiled. "I guess you've been fucked this way before."
She nodded and smiled. But she didn't want to talk much. All she wanted to do now was enjoy it.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "I love it when you twist your tail. That feels super. Oh, honey, grab it. Twist."
She ground her hips around. The erotic sensations that flooded through her being thrilled her.
"Ohhh, fuck me," he told her. "Fuck, baby, fuck. That's how you do it. Grab my pecker in your asshole and grind your hips."
She listened to what he told her as if hypnotized by his words. She ground her hips around.
"Yes, baby, yes," he panted as he jabbed it into her. "That's how you do it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
With rhythmic, driving movements she continued pleasing him. His balls bounced against her ass as he rammed.
"Now, now," he told her. "Oh, baby, I'm cuming."
His hot white juices shot out of his cock head and up her asshole. Grabbing his penis savagely she ground around once more.
"Yes," he told her, "that's how it's done. Fuck it off."
Finally it was over. Slowly he withdrew his penis from her asshole. He pulled his fingers from her pussy. He looked up at her with a smile forming on his face.
"What are you thinking?" he asked her.
"I was just thinking how much I enjoyed it."
Finally they got dressed and he took her back to her home. As he let her off her father was watching and waiting for her.
"Where the hell have you been?" he demanded.
"None of your fucking business," she said as she walked up to her room. Her father followed close behind. "That's no way to talk to your own father,"
he complained.
"This is not exactly a normal relationship, sugar daddy," she slurred.
"Baby," he told her, "forgive daddy. I haven't meant to hurt you. You know that, don't you?"
"Knock it off, dad," she told him. "I'm gonna get some sleep. I'm pooped. "
"You mean you've been carrying on with somebody," he said as he slammed the door shut.
She slept soundly. But the next morning her father wouldn't let her be.
"I'm not gonna let you turn into a tramp," he told her. "It happened with your mother. And it isn't gonna happen with you."
She always hated for him to remind her of her mother. That left an ugly scar in her heart.
"Don't mention mom," she said nervously.
At school that day everything seemed to go wrong. Finally she knew she had to go to a conselor. She went to a male counselor who was assigned to her homeroom.
"I wish you could help me," she explained.
"What's your problem, Wanda?" he asked anxiously.
"It's gross," she shook her head.
"You're not telling me what it is," he told her flatly.
She put her head down and continued crying.
Finally she looked up through tear-dimmed eyes and revealed what was troubling her.
"I have a lover," she exclaimed, "and he won't let me alone. I don't know what I'm gonna do about it."
"A lover?" the counselor demanded. "Tell me more."
"It's ugly and sordid," she shook her head.
"That's all the more reason that you've got to talk about it," he told her.
"All right," she finally shrugged, "I guess I can. It isn't easy. My lover wants me to do all kinds of things with him," she explained. "Bad things."
The counselor listened. And as he heard her reveal all of the different sexual acts that she performed, he became hot for her body.
"To know you is to love you," he smiled. "I can see why a man would turn on with you. It's not that difficult to believe."
"Do you find me appealing?" she asked innocently.
"You bet I do," he told her. "I'd give anything to stick my tongue in you."
"Oh, that would feel so good to me," she admitted candidly.
"I'll do you," he told her, "if you want to sit up here on my desk."
Heaving a sigh, the young teenager figured
she might as well find out what it would be like to have the counselor's tongue slipping into her pussy. Everyone else had stuck it up there.
She got up on his desk once he'd locked the door. She parted her legs and he pulled down her panties. He looked at her shaved box admiringly. -
"You're beautiful there," he told her, "you really are. I want to slip it to you. I'll give you a wonderful tongue job."
His tongue slid into her pussy. She closed her eyes and just felt him sliding in.
"Lick me," she begged eagerly. "Yes, lick me. That's what I want you to do. Lick my pussy."
He let his tongue lick and lap all around her vagina walls. Stiffening his tongue he stabbed it into her.
"Yes, yes," she begged excitedly, "that's the way to do it. Come on, baby, suck me. Yes, T love it."
The erotic excitement that he felt now triggered his tongue to rapid-fire licking. Then he pressed his lips against her mound suction-cup style and sucked hard.
"Eat my pussy," she begged. "Eat me. Oh. yes, way in there. I want to feel it."
He was whipping his tongue up and down her love button. It made her so aroused she knew
that she couldn't last much longer. Not at this tempo.
"Lick it quick," he told her. "Oh, baby, lick. That's the way I want you to do it. Suck me. Suck me."
Suddenly she was juicing. The erotic excitement that he felt at this point had him shaking.
"Oh, baby," she panted, "you sure know how to give me a good time. Lick it. Suck. Suck, baby, suck."
At this point her juices flowed again. He was bringing her to multiple climaxes with his tremendous tongue work.
Finally it was over. He had given her a tongue job such as she had never known.
"Oh, baby," he whispered as he pressed his lips against her, "it was sure fun licking your snatch."
She was pleased that he had become so aroused. And now as he pulled out and looked up at her she realized what she had to do. She had to go down on him.
"I want to lick your dick," she told the counselor. "Pull it out for me."
"Oh, we'd really get in trouble if we ever got caught," he warned her.
"Don't worry about it," she smiled. "Come on, baby, pull it out. I'll bet you've got a nice
juicy pecker."
He nodded and smiled. Reaching in, he pulled out his cock. He stroked it slowly.
"Oh, it's a beautiful penis," she told him. "I'll bet it's juicy. Do you have a heavy load you can shoot me?"
"Sure I do," the counselor told her. "I haven't got my rocks off for a week. Baby, you get on your knees and start licking. I'll give you a suck you won't forget."
Dropping to her knees she pulled his thick, pulsating penis to her mouth. She slid her tongue back and forth across the head of it.
"Suck it," he told her. "Suck. Come on, suck it."
She sucked superbly. He got more and more aroused.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. Just like that. Suck. Suck it off."
It wasn't going to be much longer before his hot white cum exploded in her mouth. She gripped his buttocks. She squeezed them. He loved the feel of her hot hands on his ass cheeks.
"Eat my pecker meat," he panted as he pumped it into her. "Oh, baby, suck. Suck it off. That's how you do it. Suck it off."
Suddenly his white cream exploded in her mouth. It dripped from the corners of her lips
as she ate him.
"Get every drop of it," he insisted. "That's it. Oh, baby, now you're sucking. Suck it off. Suck."
When she had finished gobbling his cum load, she licked her lips.
"Like it?" the counselor grinned.
"You know it," she smiled up at him.
He could see why men could turn on with her. She had a way with her mouth that was super.
"Who ever taught you all of that, baby? They sure knew what they were doing. I've never seen a girl who could use her tongue and mouth as you do."
"You flatter me," she said nervously.
"You know what I'll never forget," he told her, "was when I was in the Navy in Panama. They had a girl there in a bordello who was super at sucking ass."
"I can do that," the young girl shrugged indifferently. "That's nothing so special."
"Would you eat my ass?" he asked in a low voice.
"Sure I would," she said. "There's nothing to it. Pull your pants down. And lie across your desk."
The counselor felt momentarily guilty. He knew that it wasn't appropriate for him to be
involving himself sexually with a young teenage girl. But she was begging for it. Why should he refuse her? At least she wouldn't be out with some drunk or sex maniac.
"As long as you make me a promise," he told her. "A solemn vow you'll never tell anybody."
"I'll make you that solemn vow," she assured him.
Now he was prepared to give her what she wanted so badly. The school counselor pulled down his pants. He bent over his desk. And she gripped his ass cheeks and suddenly let her tongue slip between them.
"Super," he told her. "Oh, baby, roll your tongue around in there. Slide it in."
Her tongue whipped up his asshole. And then he pressed against the desk. He had an enormous hard-on again. It was amazing how expertly she could tongue out his ass.
"Oh, wow!" he exclaimed. "Baby, you sure know what you're doing. Keep sucking my butt. That's it. Now you're doing it. Suck ass."
Her tongue plunged up his rectum. He became more and more aroused.
"Eat it out," he told her. "Oh, honey, now you're sucking. That's just great. Suck ass."
When she noticed how he was plunging against the desk, she figured he ought to have his cock in her. It seemed like a silly waste
for him to press against the wooden desk. Tt wouldn't respond with the warmth and sexual excitement of her pussy or her asshole.
"Hey, baby," he told her, "let me slide it to you. Come up here and bend over. Pull your panties down. I want to slide it to you from the back door."
She wasted no time. Pulling down her panties she stretched out on his desk. She bent over so her ass would be at a perfect angle for the invasion of his cock.
Gripping her ass cheeks, he parted them. Then he slowly eased his penis forward. She insisted that he 3pit on his hand and apply his own spit to his penis shaft. The counselor laughed.
"You've really been screwed," he chuckled.
She nodded. "Enough so I'm not gonna let you slip it up there without some help," she told him flatly.
The counselor did as he was told. He employed his own spit to make it easy to slip up her rectum.
Now he gently eased his saliva-slickened cock to her tight anus. Slowly he moved forward.
"Easy does it," he told her as he rode in a regular rhythm.
"Yes, yes," she said as she reached out. It was strange how this sadistic pleasure pleased
her. She knew that it was not an easy thing for any man's cock to gain entrance to her tight asshole. Nevertheless, she got a big charge out of giving men this kind of sex. Perhaps it was the wild, untamed carnal lust raging in her body, the rebellious spirit that surged through her that made this kind of sex so much fun.
Now he was ramming hard.
"Do it," he told her. "Twist your ass. Now, now."
She ground her hips around. He became more and more excited.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "now you're fucking. Come on. Fuck it."
He was becoming more and more stimulated. With a hard, driving cock stab he rode up her asshole. She twisted around.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "fuck it. That's the way you do it. Come on, baby, fuck it off."
Suddenly his cock was exploding. The erotic excitement he felt surfaced. His balls tingled as he rammed hard up her ass.
"Beautiful," she gasped. "Oh, baby, now you're screwing it. Just like I love it. Fuck me. Fuck me."
Passionately he plunged into her. She was so aroused now she was trembling. He picked up on her vibration. It stimulated him all the more to see how superbly aroused she was. He
continued thrusting. And she went on churning her ass around.
"You've got a trained butt," he told her. "No woman swings her ass like that unless a guy has stabbed it into her."
He gripped her creamy ass cheeks. He squeezed them until they were red. He went on riding her rectum, plunging his penis in up to the hilt. Finally, the school counselor exploded high up the young girl's behind. He let out a moan of pleasure like an animal in heat as he achieved climax.
"Ohhhh," he groaned, "fuck, fuck, fuck!"
With a few more hard drives, he finished.
When he did withdraw his cock from her hot, tight asshole, he looked at her with a pleased smile on his face.
She nodded and smiled. When the counselor pulled his long, stiff penis from the young girl's behind, his cum splashed on her creamy buttocks.
"Wipe it off with your tongue," she smiled as she looked back at him.
"He licked his own cum from her butt.
She got dressed and so did he.
"I hope I helped you with your problem," he told her.
"You have," she smiled.
"Of course, you know what your problem is," he nodded.
"I have an idea," she said.
"You're oversexed. There's nothing you can do about it. Don't worry about it."
"It isn't bad, is it?" she asked uncertainly. "I should say not," he told her. "Be glad that you've got that much fire in your pussy."
CHAPTER TEN
That night when Wanda went home, her father was after her again.
"Hey, when am I gonna get a piece of ass?" he complained.
"Daddy, leave me alone," she told him. "You've got a nerve to expect me to have sex with you."
"Honey, it's different with you and me," he insisted. "We have an understanding."
"That's what you think," she said as she sauntered away.
Her father realized that he might get in tall trouble unless he could get his desire to project to his daughter so that she could desire him as badly as he wanted her. He figured he would entice her. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard penis.
"When a guy's got a hard-on," he explained, "he'll do a lot of things he shouldn't do. It isn't an ideal situation.'
It was true, her father's erect male member did fascinate her. Ooing over to him she reached out for it. He smiled as she took it in her hands and played with it.
"Why don't you reach in and get the balls and play with them, too?" he asked.
Reaching in she got his balls. She fumbled around with them. At the same time she stroked with her other hand.
"You've got the motions down beautifully," he told her. "Baby, let's go up to the bedroom. I'll put some oil on my dick and you won't even have to suck it. All you'll have to do is pull on it with the oil in your hand. I don't care if you just want to jack it. But, baby, I've got to get my rocks off."
Wanda suddenly felt a surge of sympathy for her father. She had been too tough on him. After all, he only wanted to get his kicks. She figured that the fair thing for her to do would be to give him what he asked for.
She went to the upstairs bedroom with him. He took off all of his clothes and so did she. Then he went and got the oil. She applied the oil to his male member. She pulled on it vigorously. He thrilled to the sentation of her hand
slipping and sliding on his oily cock.
"That feels super," he told her. "Come on. baby, pull my meat. That's it. Pull on it."
She was getting so aroused now she could hardly stand it.
"Yes, yes," he told her. "Pull on it."
The delicious excitement that swept through her body left her shaking.
"That's the way," he told her. "Come on, baby, do me."
She was giving him all of the electrical charges she knew how. And he was getting more and more fascinated.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you really know how to stimulate me. Keep it up. Yes. That's how. Come on, baby, do me."
The erotic excitement that she discovered now had her shaking.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's the way. Yes. Faster."
She quickened the pace of her hand grabs on his cock. She knew that if she continued this it wouldn't be much longer until his penis exploded. She bent over. She let her pink tongue tip lash at the crown of his cock.
"Suck me," he begged her, "suck. That's what I want you to do, darling, suck my juicy pecker. Suck it."
Passionately her mouth moved up and down
on his shaft. He was so excited now he was shaking.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's the way T like it. Now you're doing it. Suck. Suck my cock. Suck it. Come on, baby, suck it off."
With magnificent mouth movements the young girl pleased her father. He had to congratulate her.
"Daddy's little mouth girl is super," he told her. "Come on, cock sucker, suck my pecker. Suck it."
She continued licking his penis. It thrilled him to see the variety she put into her performance. She would let her head bob from the top of his cock to the base. Then she Would alternate the action. Her head would bob up and down his cock and she would play with his balls. Next she would finger his asshole. He was getting more and more aroused.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Yes. baby. You're beautiful. 1 love it. Oh, keep it going. Come on. Play with me."
At this point he was so excited he was shaking.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you sure know how to excite your daddy. Keep it going."
All of the sudden his cock exploded. The hot white cream surged into her mouth. She gulped hungrily.
"Eat it," he begged her. "Suck the juice. Oh. baby, I'm creaming. Get all the cream out. Suck it."
Wanda sucked her father's cum load. Slowly she slid her mouth off his shaft.
"Oh, that tasted so good to me," she told him.
"You see, you need it, too," he told her. "It was feeding time on daddy's dick."
Wanda laughed. She brushed her bosoms across his penis. She pressed her breasts against his balls.
"Daddy will lick your tits," he suggested.
Wanda moved up. She was straddling him now. She caressed his face with her breasts. He loved the erotic excitement of her nipples coming close to his mouth. His tongue swept out to lick them.
"Yes, daddy, yes," she begged him, "ohhh, I love it."
While he was licking on her breasts, his hands reached back to caress her ass cheeks. He wanted to keep her fully entertained.
"Oh, daddy," she gasped as the electrical thrills charged through her body. She was feeling her pussy heat up. She was feeling her ass tingle. She wanted his penis slipping into her pussy. She wanted it sliding up her asshole. Indeed she was oversexed. Just as the school
counselor had told her.
"Daddy," she told him, "what do you want to do next? Do you want to eat my box or fuck my asshole or my pussy?"
Her father quit licking at her bosoms long enough to express his gratitude for her thought-fulness.
"That's so nice of you," he told her. "I think it would be great if you would press your pussy against my lips. Lips meeting lips."
It didn't take Wanda long to accept her father's invitation. Spreading her legs wide she pressed her shaved pussy against his lips. His tongue swept out and he licked up and down.
"Do me," she begged anxiously. "Do my pussy. Yes, yes."
The erotic excitement that she felt now had her shaking. It was almost more than she could stand.
"Stick your tongue way in my twat, daddyo," she told him.
Grasping his daughter's bosoms, he plunged his tongue in as far as it would go. He was delighted that she wanted him to do her. And he wasn't taking her invitation lightly. His tongue whipped quickly in darting, erotic movements.
"Yes, yes," she begged, "do it."
Her father pleased her. He went on whipping
his tongue around her love button. Now he was licking up and down her love button, trying to bring her to a sticky white climax.
"Daddy," she begged, "eat me. Eat me."
Her father wasted no time. He knew what he had to do. He let his tongue lick lovingly. Then he brought her around.
"I'm cuming," she exclaimed nervously. "Suck my pussy. Suck me. Suck me, daddy."
She was juicing all right. He licked in hungry, darting movements.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "it's wonderful loving you. Ohhh, sweetheart, your daddy adores you."
He was holding her close to him.
"Ohhh, daddy," she smiled at him, "you don't know how much it means to me to be loved by you."
She bent over when he'd finished sucking her and she pulled off and kissed him.
Now his cock was hard. He suggested that she might let her pussy slip down over it.
"It would be a glove-tight fit," he told her. "Go ahead."
Slowly she eased herself down over her father's cock.
"Fuck," he told her, "fuck it."
With hard, driving cock stabs he rammed into her. She pumped up and down on his
penis.
"Yes," he told her, "that's super. Come on, baby. Fuck it. Fuck it."
The erotic enchantment that he felt now pleased her. For he was adding hand movements. Reaching out he gripped her breasts. He pinched the nipples anxiously.
"Yes, yes," she urged him, "I love that."
He was determined to give her every kick he could. And she was lapping it up.
"Oh, daddy," she exclaimed anxiously, "that's what I want. Love me."
His daughter's body was his to thrill. He was using his tongue, and his hands to entertain her.
"Suck me," she pleaded, "suck me. Come on, daddy, suck me. Suck me."
He sucked her all right. And then she came right while he was sucking her breasts. It was wonderful to have him licking her bosoms while he was fucking her pussy. The double action brought her around. She felt herself juicing as his cock exploded.
When she pulled off his sticky, long cock, she smiled adoringly at him.
"Do you think I'm oversexed, daddy?"
"Why do you ask, daughter?" Carl asked seriously.
"I've been reading about it," she explained.
"Those books are bad influences," her father stated seriously. "And I would recommend something lighter, like Little Women."
"I'd rather read about little men," she laughed "I'm not a les."
Her father shook his head.
"Those are the classics, honey," he told her. "You shouldn't be talking that way."
"Don't you worry, daddy," she assured him. "They were fucking and sucking back in Dick-en's day, too."
"I guess that's true or we wouldn't be here," he chuckled.
Her father sat oh the edge of the bed and lit a eigaret and suggested she go get him a drink.
"Daddy, I don't think you should be drinking," she told him. "I think some orange juice would be better."
"As long as it's mixed with vodka," he told her.
"Can I have an orange juice with vodka, too, daddy?"
"You're too young for that," he insisted. "But not too young to fuck," she quipped quickly.
"You've got a wicked tongue, daughter," he told her. "You're hard to please."
"I'm hard to satisfy," she said softly, "for
I am an evil, sexy woman whose carnal desires know no bounds."
"I guess you have been reading," he told her. "You couldn't think of all those big words."
She laughed as she got off the bed, went downstairs and mixed her father a Screwdriver. But she made one for herself, too. Returning she handed one to him and sipped hers slowly.
"You're not old enough to drink," he told her. "It hurts me to see you doing it."
"Don't let it grab you, daddy," she told him. "We all have to have a little fun now and then."
It was difficult for Wanda to understand her father's outlook. As he lay back on the bed he thought of something wild for her to do.
"You know, your mom had a dildo." he told her. "She used to bring home her girls friends and put on exhibitions for me to entertain me. I got a big charge out of it."
"Forget it," she told him. "I absolutely forbid it."
Her father still insisted that he get out the dildo. He strapped it onto himself.
"Honey, I can't get it up again," he explained, "but this cock stays hard forever. Get on the bed. I'll fuck your asshole."
"I don't want to take that big old dildo up my ass," she complained.
"Don't worry," her father assured her. "I'll cover it with Vaseline. You'll never know it's slipping up your butt."
She was worried. She thought her father was taking malicious advantage. Nevertheless, she agreed to go through with it.
She got in the middle of the bed and watched as he strapped on the dildo and applied the Vaseline. Then he mounted her. He gripped her fresh, young ass cheeks. He flipped the slippery plastic cock between her buttocks. With a forward, driving cock jab he fucked.
"Fuck, baby," he told her, "fuck it. Oh, honey, fuck."
With a deep, driving cock stab he jabbed it into her. She loved the erotic pleasure.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know how good that feels. Now you're doing it. Come on, fuck it."
The intense erotic satisfaction that she felt had her shaking.
"Oh, do it," h(T told her. "That's what I want. Come on, fuck it."
With deep, driving cock stabs he rode the dildo up her rectum. She twisted her ass for him. He got a big charge out of looking at her curvaceous buttocks as he fucked her.
"Swing your ass," he told her. "Just like that. Now you're doing it, darling. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. I love watching you."
Indeed he did find it a delight to see his daughter swinging her hips for him. It was pleasing him more and more.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you sure know how to give your father a good time. Fuck. Come on, baby, fuck."
With rhythmic stabs he went on driving into her. She was so aroused now she was shaking.
"Oh, wow!" he exclaimed. "I love this. Come on, baby, fuck it. Now you're doing it. That's the way. Keep on. Fuck it."
She threw her ass back to meet his driving cock jabs. She was getting hotter herself.
"Finger me," she told him.
As least she was being honest. He enjoyed her direct, blunt approach. Reaching around, Carl felt of Wanda's pussy. He slipped two fingers into her vagina as she rhythmically kept her ass twisting. He rammed it to her hard.
"Fuck," he commanded. "Fuck, baby, fuck. That's the way. Now you're doing it. Oh, baby, beautiful. Grind your ass around. That's the way I like it. Fuck it."
At last his cock exploded. The erotic sensation of his thick prick stabbing her got him
there. Only his sperm splattered all over her thighs.
"Daddy," she said in a disappointed manner, "why didn't you pull that dildo out and slip your pecker in? I'd rather have your cock slipping up my ass than that damned dildo any day."
Carl realized it was the most thoughtful thing for a daughter to say. And he appreciated it. He bent over and kissed and caressed her buttocks.
"Thank you, love," he told her. "That was so nice of you."
He pulled himself out of her. Then he lay down. He talked to her seriously.
"If we're going to carry on like this," he admitted, "we're gonna have to leave this place. We can't stay around here. We can get in big trouble."
"Would they lock you up, daddy?"
"They might," he admitted. "The only safe course for us to follow is secrecy. And you can't have it here. Where would you like to go?"
"Could you find another job?"
"Sure, I'd find something," he told her. "Don't worry about that. I've got a little saved up. It would be worth it."
Wanda realized that her father thought of this as a long-term arrangement. She thought
of it as a stop-gap sex connection.
"What about me?" she demanded.
"I could please you," he assured her.
"Yes, I guess you could," she said, looking away evasively.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Daddy, I want to grow up like any other normal young girl," Wanda said seriously.
"But you're daddy's little mouth girl," he reminded her.
"Sure, I can be that," she said nervously, "but I can be myself, too. I've got to find someone that I love. Please understand me, daddy. It isn't that I don't love you. But it's just that I've got to discover who I am."
"I don't want to keep you from anything, baby," he assured her, "but I know there are so many men who would not give you a good time like I would. I want everything good for you, darling. Don't you understand?"
"Sure I understand," she said nervously, "but you've got to understand me. It's a two-way street, daddy." *
Her father did look comical with the dildo sticking up. All of the sudden she could see the humor of the situation. She burst out laughing. For a moment Garl thought she was laughing at him.
"What the fuck are you laughing at?" he
demanded angrily. v
"Haven't you got a sense of humor?" she asked him.
"What the fuck are you laughing at?"
"Not every girl has a father with two cocks," she giggled.
Glancing" down between his legs, he observed the dildo still sticking up. And he looked at his other penis.
"I guess you're right," he told her. "It is funny."
He laughed as he whacked her ass. Then he peppered her breasts with kisses. He moved down to her pussy. He began tonguing her again. She threw her legs around his back lovingly, enjoying every thrill he provided to her.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Wanda thought that it would be an interesting experiment to go to the football field and watch the young studs play. She figured she would pick the boy she liked the most.
As she watched them play, she saw one who seemed to give her the jolt her father did. As a matter of fact, he reminded her of her father. When the game was over she went over to him.
"Hi, Jeff," she said breathlessly, "I was watching you guys play. You sure did a super job out there on the field."
"Thank you," he told her.
"Jeff, you make the difference in the team," she told him. "If it weren't for you they'd never win all the time."
Jeff looked worried.
"Next weekend," he shook his head, "we're gonna play against Cotswald. And I don't know what we're gonna do."
"You come alive when you're on the field," she told him.
As she threw her head back and laughed, Jeff immediately became interested in her.
"Baby," he told her, "are you busy this weekend?"
"Not really," she smiled.
"How about after the game?"
"That would be super," she told him.
Now she had herself set up. When she got home that evening and her father wanted sex with her, she tried to put him off.
"Daddy," she told him, "it had to happen. T think I found someone."
"What do you mean, found someone?" he demanded of his young daughter.
"Jeff," she explained. "He is just tremendous."
"Baby, forget him," he told her. "We're gonna go to bed tonight."
Shaking her head she walked away from her father. That really got to him. Perhaps she had really found someone and wouldn't do anything with him anymore.
Later that night after she had gone to bed, he undressed and slid naked into bed beside
her.
"Let me sleep," Wanda told him.
His hands were all over her. He reached down to grip her ass cheeks.
"Oh, baby," he told her in an excited voice, "you're so beautiful. We can have such a good time. Oh, honey, I want you."
He was getting more and more aroused.
"Stop it, daddy," she told him.
At this point he could hardly wait to have her.
"You're so beautiful," he told her. "I know what I can do to you. Oh, baby, let me love you."
His hands were all over her buttocks. Then he got behind her. Quickly he applied his own spit to his penis. Then he slowly eased his cock to her ass crack.
"I want to fuck you," he told her. "And fuck you good, baby."
He thurst forward. She felt his gigantic cock sliding up her tight anal channel. She didn't say a word. She wanted him to get his rocKs off so she could get some sleep.
"You're beautiful," he told her. "Oh, baby, join me. Shove back to me."
Even thought she didn't feel like it at this moment, she pushed back to meet her father's driving penis stabs.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "that's what I like. Come on, baby. Fuck it."
She was so excited now she was shaking. Her father's hands reached for her breasts. She enjoyed the way he played with her nipples as his penis plunged up her asshole.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Come on, fuck it."
With hard, driving cock stabs he rammed into her. And at the same time his hand wandered down to her pussy. She knew that it would be exciting if he would slip his fingers into her vagina while he was plunging his penis up her asshole.
"There are so many ways to please you, baby," he told her, "and I know them all."
With a deep, driving cock stab he rammed it to her. At the same time his fingers manipulated her clit. She was so excited now she was shaking.
"Oh," he panted, "you don't know how good that feels to me. Come on, baby, that's what 1 want. Now you're doing it."
Her father's repeated finger movements inside her pussy thrilled her. She shifted her ass around. He loved it when she put some wiggle in her butt.
"That's it," he told her, "now you're doing it. Oh, baby, swing your butt."
He continued entering the exciting world of her asshole. And she continued twisting for her father. He could tell she was enjoying it.
"You love it, don't you?" he asked her.
She nodded. It bothered her that she did enjoy sex with him so much. She wondered if she ever could turn on with Jeff the way she was constantly turning on with her father.
"I'm almost there," he told her. "Oh, baby. I'm cuming. That's it. Fuck it off."
Suddenly his cock exploded. His hot, white cream shot up her ass."
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "T'm there. Crab it. Milk it with your ass."
She swung her hips around. And then his cock juice spurted up her asshole.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "oh, baby, I made it."
It pleased him that she knew how to continue twisting. And when he had finished unloading his cock juice, he pulled out. Then he got down in front of her. He was determined he was going to lick her pussy. His hands clasped her ass cheeks. His tongue slid along her slit. She pushed back and his tongue rode into her.
"Ohhh, tongue fuck me, daddy," she panted. "Lick my love button. That's it."
It was amazing how she could take care of him.
"Yes, yes," he begged, "that's what I want you to do. Come on."
All of the sudden his tongue licked lovingly and his teeth nibbled and she came.
"I'm cuming," she exclaimed as she locked her legs around his shoulders and pressed her pussy up to him.
He ate her eagerly, hungrily. When he withdrew his tongue from her pussy, she was all over him.
"Daddy, let me go down on you. I want to lick your balls and suck your cock and eat your ass out."
This was the type of erotic excitement he sought. He loved it.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's what I want you to do. Come on and suck."
At this point she was willing to give him everything. He threw his legs at wide angles. She gripped his behind. She let her tongue slip smoothly up his ass crack. He thrilled to the sensation of her tongue sliding up his asshole.
"Eat me," he cried anxiously. "Oh, baby, eat your daddy's butt."
It wasn't going to take much longer now. Her tongue surged right up his rectum as her hand reached for his penis. If there was anything he enjoyed a lot it was having his ass
sucked while his cock was being pulled.
"Come on," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Oh, baby, now you're sucking. Suck it."
With deep, driving strokes her tongue plunged up his rectum. Her hand continued pulling on his penis. She observed her father's balls swelling. This was the sight she enjoyed.
"Oh, eat it," he told her. "Come on, baby, eat it."
It wasn't going to be much longer. She knew that she had to pull her tongue out of his ass and lick to the top of his cock and begin sucking. With one final surge up his rectum, she finished tonguing out his ass and then moved to his cock. She pulled his penis to her mouth and licked the tip of it. Then she let her full mouth slide the length of it. At the same time she reached down for his balls and tugged on them. He loved the way her hands played with his balls while she ate his cock.
"Eat it," he commanded. "Oh, baby, that's what I want you to do. Come on. Suck. Suck it."
All at once his cock exploded. The hot white sperm splashed down her throat. She gulped.
"Yes, yes," he told her excitedly, "that's what I want you to do, baby. Suck it out. Eat me."
She did her best to arouse and stimulate him. And when she had finished blowing him
and pulled off, she rested her head on his thigh and continued caressing his ass cheeks.
"You're fascinated by my body, aren't you, love?"
She couldn't help nodding.
"There's nothing wrong with that," he told her. "I'm proud of the way you go down on me.
She nodded and smiled at him.
"Daddy," she told him, "would you care if I had an affair with somebody else?"
"What are you, some kind of a tart?" he demanded.
"No, daddy," she told him. "You don't have to worry about that. I'm just trying to discover for myself all about sex."
"The best way for you to discover all about sex," he warned her, "is with me. I know what's happening."
"Yes, daddy," she said obediently, as she lovingly lapped away at his ass cheeks.
"Don't get me aroused again," he warned her. "A man isn't supposed to come off too often. It saps my strength when you suck that often."
"All right, daddy," she said.
After her father had gone she thought about it. He couldn't take too much sucking, but she could. As long as she would enjoy more of it,
why shouldn't she have it? That thought was brought home of her forcibly after the football game the next Friday night when Jeff picked her up.
"Where are we going, Jeff?" Wanda asked.
"We're going to a party," he told her. "But first, let's go for a ride."
She didn't say a word. But she had a pretty good idea of what Jeff planned to do. When he picked a remote spot where no one could see them, she knew exactly what he was going to do. He turned on some music and reached around and held her.
"Baby," he smiled at her, "let's relax together."
She nodded.
"You know," he smiled at her, "you and I can have a lot of fun."
"Yes, I guess we can," she agreed.
Soon he was kissing her. She enjoyed the way he played with her. But it annoyed her that he was getting so friendly. His hands reached down to play with her breasts. She thought that she ought to resist this.
"Jeff, that's not nice," she told him.
"Oh, yes, it is," he told her. "Relax, baby. I'll show you where it's at."
Jeff was determined that he was going to give her a good time. Then he let his hands
ease inside her blouse as he sought her bosoms. He loved to have the feel of her flesh.
"It gives me zest for living when I feel of your tits," he told her.
"I figured that," she smiled.
Now she was becoming more and more thrilled. When he reached down to pat her pussy, she pulled away.
"Feel of me," he insisted.
She shook her head. Jeff wasn't taking no for an answer. He reached over and placed her hand on his cock.
"Play with it," he told her. "Go ahead, fondle me."
She did as she was instructed. Her hand manipulated his penis back and forth.
"Ohhh, that feels good," he told her. "Why don't you pull it out?"
He unzipped his fly and finally she was pur-suaded to reach in and pull out his cock. It was amazing how hard and long it was.
"Do you like it?" he smiled.
Wanda nodded innocently.
"I pulled it out just for you," he smiled.
She looked at it and slowly began stroking
it.
"That's it," he told her. "The secret is to move it slowly. Don't rush it."
As she pulled on his penis he figured it
would be pleasurable to have her massaging his balls at the same time.
"Reach in and pull out my nuts," he told her.
She reached in and pulled out his balls. Then as her finger tips played with his balls and her other hand worked on his shaft, he gently reached over and eased her down over his cock.
"I want you to suck me," he told her.
She bent over and let her tongue slip back and forth across his thick penis.
"Go ahead," he told her, "and suck it."
She was sucking now and he was getting more and mors aroused.
"Suck it," he told her, "suck me."
She figured that she was an expert at giving good blow jobs. Yet she didn't want Jeff to know how much she knew. It was difficult because once his penis had plunged into her mouth, she didn't want to waste any time on preliminaries. She wanted to get right at it so she could get that thick load of cum that she sought.
"Oh, baby, you're the greatest," he told her. "Keep it up. You really know how to fit your mouth around my pecker. Come on, suck me."
She had found her dream stud. And she wasn't worried now. She could go ahead and
entertain him. After all, Jeff had given her an invitation. And she was determined she was going to please him.
"That's it," he told her. "Come on, baby, suck my pecker. Suck it."
With magnificent tongue licking action she thrilled him. She didn't have to apologize for her blow job skill.
"Oh, wow!" Jeff exclaimed as he observed how fantastic she Was at blowing.
He let his cock thrust to the back of her throat. He enjoyed, the sensation of her throat accepting his penis. He plunged forward.
"Baby, I'm gonna feed you," he told her. "You're gonna love it. Just hang tight."
She was hanging in there all right. And he knew that it wouldn't be much longer until his cock exploded.
"Yes," he told her, "that's what I want you to do. Come on, baby, lick it. Suck. Suck it off."
With hard cock stabs he went on entertaining her. She knew that it wouldn't be much longer until she was cuming.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it. Suck it. Ohhh, yes, yes. Suck it off."
All of the sudden his cock was about to explode. She slowed down the tempo. She wanted
to make it last longer.
"I was almost there," he panted. "Oh, baby, hang tight. You're gonna get a mouthful."
He gripped her head and held her in place. He went on fucking her face.
"Oh, baby," Jeff panted, "I'm cuming. Suck it. Get the cream. Suck it out."
A hot white load of cum gushed into her mouth. She sucked greedily.
"Yes, yes," he panted, "eat it. Every drop of it."
When she had finished blowing him, she slowly eased off his cock. She looked up at him dreamily. As his eyes met hers he nodded and smiled.
"I want to go down on you." She nodded as she pulled down her panties and spread her legs.
CHAPTER TWELVE
The football player proved he was as good with his tongue in her pussy as he was with his legs on the football field. The only difference was she enjoyed having his tongue sliding along her vagina much more than watching him on the football field. He was plunging deep down inside her. She bent over and clutched his head.
"Yes," she told him, "that's the way. Lick my pussy. Oh, I love it when you do that."
His tongue licked back and forth. She enjoyed the sensation so much that she was shaking. Jeff gripped her hips and held her in place as he went on tonguing her vagina.
"All the way in there," she told him. "Oh, baby, yes, that's what I want. Now you're doing it. Come on, eat me."
The erotic sensations that went through her body as he skillfully tongued her had her trembling.
"Eat it," he told her. "Oh, baby, suck. That's the way to do it. Suck it. Now you're doing it. Suck me."
Jeff had it all figured out. He always thought it was fun to eat a girl's pussy. And he did it in a serene manner. He gently licked her pussy and then he would pull.out and press his lips lovingly against her pussy lips. Now he pulled her ass up so he could lick her ass crack. She enjoyed that enormously.
"Oh, do my butt," she told him. "Tongue that, too."
Jeff wasn't afraid to give her a gift of his tongue sliding up her asshole. It almost made her jump out of the car with sexual ecstasy. But Jeff held her in place as his tongue slid smoothly up her rectum.
"Ohhh, wow!" she told him. "That feels super. Come on, baby, suck my asshole."
Jeffs fingers worked magic in her pussy while he ate out her ass. It was a real joy to have someone loving her like this.
"Keep it up, baby," she begged. "That's what I like. Now you're doing it, love. Oh, suck my butt."
Finally when he observed her pussy was
starting to drip, he figured it was time to make the trip. Sliding his tongue from her asshole, he flipped it quickly back and forth. Suddenly he was plunging into her pussy. She jreached out and held him in place as he ate her.
"Eat me," she begged. "Yes, yes, that's what I want you to do. Eat my pussy."
With magnificent mouth movements Jeff proved what a tongue man he was. His tongue whipped gingerly around inside of her. She loved it more and more.
"Yes, yes," he cried ecstatically. "That's what I want. Oh, do me."
The erotic sensations that flooded his body brought him closer and closer to climax.
"I want you to suck my pussy," she told him. "Go after the love button."
Jeff went to work with his tongue. And soon he was flipping it back and forth across her clit. That got her more and more excited.
"Oh, I can't stand it," she groaned in sexual ecstasy. "Oh, baby, do it. That's what I like. Suck me. Ohhh, yes, yes."
All at once she was cuming. Hastily Jeff ate her. This was the erotic pleasure that he wanted so desperately. Now he was getting it.
"Ohhh," he gasped, "what a beautiful body. I love licking you."
He finished with a kiss on her pussy. Then he
looked at her.
"Jeff, let's get in the back seat," she said as her eyes lit up when, she saw his cock still hard.
"What for?" he grinned as she reached out and stroked his penis.
"I know how to take it from behind," she told him, "and you can make it easy if you'll spit in your hand and use your spit on your penis."
"You're beautiful," he told her. "You really are."
At this point she had only one desire. And that was to please him. They got in the back seat together. He wasted no time in getting his penis ready for the insertion. Spitting in his hand he used his own saliva for his shaft to moisten it. Then parting her ass crack he eased his cock between her ass cheeks.
"Fuck it, baby," he whispered. "Fuck it good."
With a deep, driving cock jab he rammed it to her.
"Yes," he told her eagerly, "that's the way to do it. Come on, baby, that's beautiful."
With a deep, driving cock stab he drove forward.
"Now, baby, now," he told her. "You're beautiful. Come on, fuck it."
All at once he was in her. He felt like a king
as his thick cock drove deeply into her asshole. She swung her hips around.
"Take it easy," she told him. "That's it, baby. Don't kill me with your cock."
He slowed down. And she pushed back gently. The magic of his penis plunging up her ass had her aroused.
"Oh, yes," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Come on, fuck it."
He had never screwed a girl in the ass before. And he was enjoying it immensely. He loved the way she twisted for him.
"Feel of my ass when you're fucking me," she suggested. "Play with it, Jeff."
The high school football player gripped the young girl's curvaceous bottom. He squeezed her ass cheeks as she twisted.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Come on. Beautiful. Oh, I like that. That's the way to do it."
She swung her hips around. And he went on driving deep into her ass.
"Harder, baby," she begged him. "I want to feel it. Every fucking inch of it."
Jeff began licking at her ear as he went on driving up her asshole.
"Oh, that feels so good to me," he told her. "Baby, I'm almost there. Come on. Fuck it
off."
All at once his cock exploded. As the hot jet spray of sperm shot up her asshole she seized his penis with her ass muscles and squeezed.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "that's what I like. Oh, baby, you're doing it just right."
Finally he had finished. Slowly he eased his cock from her rectum. He looked at her with an enchanting smile forming on his face.
"I enjoyed this so much," he told her.
"Don't think I didn't enjoy it, too," she smiled back at him.
At this point it was obvious how much he meant to her. And it was equally obvious that they didn't care about the party.
"Let's just go for a ride," he told her. "We don't need anybody else. Just you and me. You're my girl now."
Once they had dressed and gotten back in the front seat, the moonlight revealed just how beautiful she was. Jeff couldn't stand it anymore. He pressed his lips against her again.
"I love you, baby," he whispered.
"That goes double," she told him.
His arms surged around her. His lips pressed on hers.
"I'd better get out of here," she told him. "You're gonna get worked up again and want another fuck."
"There's nothing wrong with that," hp told her.
Jeff was pressing himself against her. She could feel his bulging crotch.
"I'd like to slip it in your pussy hole."
At this point she didn't want to tell him no. If it meant so much to him she figured she might as well give him sex.
Finally she unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock again. Then he pulled down her panties and prepared to mount her. She felt it would be more fun if he had his shorts down. She could play with his ass while he was fucking her. After his shorts were down her hands clasped his ass cheeks as his penis sought her pussy. With a hard, driving jab he thrust into her.
"Fuck it," he told her.
Her hands fondled his buttocks. His penis pumped into her with vigorous movements.
"Yes," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Come on, baby, fuck. Now you're doing it. Come on, fuck it."
With deep, driving cock stabs Jeff went on pushing in her pussy. At the same time she was reaching to his ass crack. Jeff enjoyed it when he felt her hand slipping between his ass cheeks. He enjoyed it even more when her finger found his anus. Slowly she let her fin-
ger slide up his rectum.
"Fuck me," he told her. "Come on, baby, fuck it."
With a hard, insistent jab he pushed in.
"Yes," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Oh, baby, now you're doing it. Fuck it."
He was driving into her with penetrating strokes.
"Oh, fuck it," he told her. "Come on, baby, fuck. Come on, baby, twist it."
She ground her hips around. He was getting more and more aroused.
"Yes, yes," he cried ecstatically, "oh, baby, now you're doing it. Just like I like it."
Her finger continued massaging his prostate gland. And he got more and more aroused.
Then withdrawing her finger from Jeff's asshole she gripped his firm round buttocks. She squeezed them. This thrilled him even more. His cock continued stabbing into her pussy. Her pussy muscles knew what to do. She would alternately squeeze his cock and release it. This action pleased him.
"You've sure got a nice, tight twat," he told her.
"Thank you, Jeff," she whispered.
Jeff's lips found hers. He liked slipping his tongue into her mouth while his cock was driving into her pussy at the same instant. He also
enjoyed the way her hands were reaching all around his ass. Pulling his tongue out of her mouth finally he looked dreamily into her eyes and complimented her.
"You've got the best pussy I've ever screwed."
"Considering all the girls who are giving out at high school," she giggled, "that's a big compliment."
"You'd better believe it," he told her. "Oh, baby, fuck. I hate to wear those rubbers. My dad wants me to. But T say, what the fuck. If I get a kid so the welfare will take care of it. No problem."
She laughed as Jeff went on stabbing into her. However, the thought of having a child never dawned on her. Yet when she thought about her Uncle Sam who would take care of it, she didn't have a fear. She went on shoving.
"Fuck," he told her, "fuck. Oh, baby, now you're doing it. Grind it."
She ground her hips around. This added to his pleasure. All of the sudden his hot cream exploded in her pussy.
"Ohhh," he gasped, "baby. You're beautiful. Just like I like it. That's it. Oh, honey, fuck it off."
The erotic excitement that she felt as his
cock exploded had her shaking.
"Yes, yes," he panted. "Baby, keep your ass wiggling. Maybe I can get some more cream out of my dick stick."
She continued twisting her behind for him. Sure enough, more juice spurted out of his penis.
Finally Jeff had gotten his rocks off all the way. He pulled his penis from her. As he withdrew he looked into her eyes.
"You're beautiful. Anybody ever tell you that?"
"All the time," she nodded, "but I don't believe them of course. Why should I?"
They drove around that night and she couldn't forget it. When she got home she told her father.
"Oh, daddy," she exclamed excitedly, "I met the most wonderful boy in school."
"That's nice," her father shrugged. "But why the fuck are you coming in at two o'clock?"
"I couldn't help it, daddy," she told him. "I fell in love."
She walked around the room as if she were in a cloud. Her father instantly observed this. Going over to her he slapped her roughly.
"You slut," he told her. "What are you trying to do? Wreck everything?"
"What are you talking about, daddy?" she
demanded. "You and I don't have anything going. Now leave me alone."
"Oh, yes, we do," he told her. "You know it. Now look here, baby. We have each other. And that's enough."
"It may be enough for you," she told him, "but it's not enough for me, daddy. I've got to find someone that can love me. So get off my back."
She went up to the bedroom and undressed. Her father came up. He was horny again. She was angry.
"You've got a nerve," she told him. "I said I had a good time tonight."
"Sure, that's all you're worried about," he told her. "Just so you get your kicks. What about your dad?"
"Go get fucked," she said as she rolled over in bed.
That really got him angry.
"Look, you bitch," he said, "I'm gonna fuck your ass without the help of any lubrication."
He got on the bed. He pulled her bare buttocks to him. Then roughly, crudely, he drove his cock between her ass cheeks. As he plunged forward, she twisted off.
"No, no," she cried, "you can't do that to me. Stop it, damn it. Stop it."
No matter how she protested, he didn't pay
any attention to her. He went on ramming.
"Fuck," he told her angrily. "Come on, fuck it. That's what I want you to do. Fuck it."
With deep, driving cock stabs he went on ramming into her.
"That's the way I want it," he told her. "Come on, baby, fuck it. Oh, baby, now you're doing it."
With hard .thrusts he rammed into her.
"You're beautiful," he told her. "Oh, baby, twist. That's the way to do it. Now you're fucking. Oh, I want it, baby."
He was driving deeply into her. And he didn't care how it affected her. Reaching around he played with her pussy. Suddenly he sent two fingers into her vagina. He squeezed her love button.
"Ohh, honey," he told her, "this is perfect. That's just what I like. Fuck, fuck!"
He was ramming into her roughly. She twisted around trying to get off. But her twists and pleas only brought him pleasure.
"Keep grinding," he gasped as he rammed it to her. "Fuck, baby, fuck."
"You damned savage," she told him. "You don't give a damn what you do to me. I hate you. I hate you."
No matter what a fuss she made, it didn't make any difference. He was going to get his
kicks.
"Come on," he told her, "that's the way you do it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
He was ramming it to her now in deep, hard strokes. All he wanted was his kicks. And he was geting plenty of them.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "that's how you do it. Come on, baby, fuck."
With hard, driving cock stabs he went on slamming into her. The deeper he drove the more pleasure he derived. For her ass was tight. When she twisted around, trying to cut free, he felt new surges of pleasure in his body. His balls tingled with excitement.
"Yes, baby, yes," he panted as he pushed it into her. "That's wonderful. Just like I love it. Fuck it. Fuck it off."
It wasn't going to take much more of this before he would get his rocks off. But he wanted to make it last. He altered the tempo of his cock stabs. He slowed down.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you're too beautiful. No man should have you but me. I'm gonna fuck you for the rest of your life. I don't care what you say. I'm gonna do it to you."
She could see that he was flipping out. It bothered her. She struggled once more to get free. But it only added to his pleasure. His balls slammed against her bottom as he
rammed in.
"Hey, this is easy sliding," he told her. "Oh, baby, do you like my finger on your love button?"
She didn't reply. She had given up. She knew the only safe course to follow was to let him finish.
"Ohhh, yes, yes," he gasped as he rode in all the way. All at once his cock exploded. The hot white cream surged up her rectum.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, I made it. That's what I wanted. Fuck it. Fuck it off."
As his hot white sperm splashed in her asshole she ground her hips again.
"Oh, it's fun to fuck you," he told her. "Great fun, baby. I love it."
Slowly he withdrew his cock from her. She looked at him adoringly.
"Oh, daddy," she said finally, "you're not so bad. But when you were driving up there like a demon I hated you. Don't ever do that again. You're something. I don't want to be wrecked."
He was kissing her ass now. Apparently he did enjoy this act most of all. Intuitively she knew that he probably wanted to eat her pussy. So she rolled over. Immediately he was over her. His hot tongue whipped inside of her. He licked and loved her clit.
"Daddy," she whispered, "do you like to suck my pussy?"
He nodded and smiled. Immediately his tongue whipped up and down her erect clitoris. Then he fingered her asshole as he fucked her pussy eagerly.
She wiggled around. He reached up to play with her breasts. She loved having his hands on her bosoms. As he tongued her pussy she couldn't help remember Jeff. He had a luxurious way of doing it to her.
"Daddy, you should nibble, too," she advised him.
"What are you talking about?" he demanded. "I'm just telling you," she explained. "You don't tell your old man nothing," he told her. "You got that straight?" She nodded.
"Ohhh, daddy," she begged, "lick me. Go ahead. Lick me."
It bothered him. For every time he let his tongue slide inside his daughter's vagina he could almost see young Jeff eating her. He didn't want to think of anybody but himself having access to her pussy. That was his place. That was solely the place for his tongue. Who else had the right? He was tormented just thinking about it. His tongue continued whipping inside of her.
"Lick me," she told him, "lick me. Oh, daddy, a girl can't have more happiness than having a man eat her pussy."
Carl figured he might as well come alive now. He wanted to let his daughter know that he could do it better than anybody. And when she said, "I love it, I love it," he was thrilled. Perhaps, after all, he was doing it better than her young high school lover. He would try it in new, interesting ways. He slowed the tempo of his licking. Then he sped it up. He nibbled her clit just as she'd suggested. This got her going. She was thrilling to it now. Young Wanda threw her legs over her father's shoulders. She pressed her hot thighs against his cheeks. And she begged him.
"Do it," she told him. "Yes, do it."
He was giving her every kick that he knew how.
"Ohhh," she begged, "I really enjoy that. Oh, daddy, I love the way you eat my pussy. But you'd save time if you'd nibble my clit."
Once again she was telling him exactly how to do it. If there was one thing he knew how to do it was eat snatch. He didn't need his daughter to tell him how to do it.
At this point she was pushing her pelvis in even, regular rhythm. He went on licking and sucking her.
"Ohhh," she told him, "that's the way. Lick it, daddy. Lick quick. That's what I want. Now you're doing it. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Do it, daddy. Do it."
The erotic sensations that she felt now had her shaking. She could hardly stand it.
"Love me," she pleaded. "Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. That's the way to do it. Love me."
Suddenly she was ready to cum. Her pussy juices flowed freely. He withdrew his tongue.
Just as he was pulling out of her, the bedroom door swung open. To his shock and dismay, the young high school boy stood there.
"What the fuck is going on here?" Jeff demanded.
"Oh, Jeff, meet my daddy," Wanda introduced her father.
"You mean your dad goes down on you?" Jeff demanded.
"You did," she said nervously.
"That was different," he said. "I'm not your father."
At that point Carl couldn't take anymore. He looked at the young boy angrily.
"You worthless little jerk," he told him. "Coming over here and trying to seduce my daughter again. I guess you didn't have her enough tonight."
Jeff stood there in a daze.
"After I had her," he explained, "I couldn't get to sleep. So I drove back here. I managed to get in a kitchen window. And I figured this was her room."
"Well, you figured right," Carl said. "Now get the fuck out of here. And if you ever tell anybody what you saw I'll kill you."
"Are you threatening me?" the husky football player demanded, putting his fists up.
"Yes," Carl replied. "Now get out of here. I can take care of you. I'll whip your ass if you don't leave this place immediately."
With a few karate chops Carl put the young high school football player on his back. Nervous now, Wanda called the police.
When they came she had a difficult time explaining things. That was, until Jeff came to.
"I came up here," he began vaguely, "and I saw my girl making it with her dad."
The police confronted Carl.
"He's a liar," he insisted.
But Wanda saved the day.
"No, daddy and I have sex," she said as her mind began unhinging. "He calls me "daddy's little mouth girl.'"
The officers looked at her vaguely.
"She needs help," one of them said.
"I don't need help," Wanda giggled. "I need
to get laid. I'm oversexed. Hey, how would you like to have a good blow job?"
Wanda was booked along with her father. Jeff's parents came to get him at the hospital. When he revealed the ugly details of what had happened the preceding night, they went to court and made their statement. It didn't go easy for Wanda's father. He was given six months' suspended sentence. But his beautiful young daughter was taken away from him.
She went to live in Juvenile Hall. At first she felt lonely. However, when she met a bull dyke girl friend who said she'd protect her from the evil, dirty men who'd take advantage of her, she felt grateful. For at last she'd found a friend, someone she could trust.
