"I can feel it, Daddy, feel your cum shooting into me," Dana screamed. "More, Daddy, more, fuck me harder!" She thrashed and bucked and lunged, totally consumed with lust. "Ooohhh, Daddy, fuck me! Fuck your horny daughter out of her fucking mind!"
Russ summoned all his strength and fucked relentlessly. She grappled with him, took his frantic thrusting and humped back at him, grinding her clit against his hairy groin and wailing with impassioned fulfillment.
The river of hot, thick cum spurting form his prick triggered another series of orgasms that washed over her. Her legs flew into the air and wrapped around his waist, and she once again told him how much she loved him and how she loved his big cock even more! "Don't stop, Daddy, not ever," she exclaimed breathlessly.
CHAPTER ONE
Dana saw Keith standing in the door of her boutique and strolled toward him, taking her time, fingering the wares hanging on the racks and lying on the counters.
Keith was 40, with sun-bleached hair and sparkling blue eyes, a little too handsome, and enough ego for two people. Well, there was something to be said for confidence. He would have been perfectly at home on a beach in California, but here he was, high and dry in Colorado, managing the shoe store next door.
She finally reached him and said, "Hello, Keith."
"This stuff you sell is pretty racy. Do you wear it?"
"Are you conducting a survey?
"Well, you're certainly a walking advertisement for what you sell, so I was just wondering. Will you have dinner with me tonight?"
The same question he asked every day, and she thought about giving him her standard answer, but didn't. Charlie was busy, and riding Keith's cock was better than poking herself with a vibrator. She sold the damn things, so she had a wide variety, but they were still plastic, even the best jelly vibes. She saw Irene standing across the store, watching her and smiling coyly, and made up her mind.
"You want more than dinner, Keith. What would your wife say if she knew you hit on me every day?"
"My wife knows me," he replied.
"Yes, I imagine she does, better than you think. Do you have kids?"
"No," he said, surprised by the question, "why?"
"You're forty, Keith, sixteen years older than me, almost old enough to be my father. Are you one of those guys who thinks that a young woman's pussy is the fountain of youth?"
"You're very direct. No, I don't think I can recapture my youth by boffing you. Forty isn't that old anyway. Besides, I like you."
"You like anything that gives off the right pheromones. I've got bottles of it for sale. You could just pour it on your hands and fantasize."
"Why do you always give me such a hard time?"
Dana chuckled softly. "Because I like to yank your chain. No greasy spoon and fleabag motel, Keith. I expect a lot more."
His grin nearly split his cheeks. "I wouldn't think of taking you to a greasy spoon or fieabag. You deserve much more."
"You might live to regret those words. I'm not easily satisfied." She was, she had a hair trigger and could get off just thinking about it, but she wasn't about to tell him. His head was already big enough.
"I'll pick you about seven-thirty, if you'll tell me where you live."
Dana shook her head. "I'll meet you. If you don't live up to my expectations, I don't want to rely on you to get home."
Keith wrote the name and address of a hotel on the back of his business card and gave it to her. "You're tough," he muttered.
"And don't you forget it," she said, then turned and walked away.
Irene moved to intercept Dana, still wearing her coy smile. "Got a date tonight, huh?"
Dana shrugged. "Yeah, Charlie's catering a big party, and he's better than nothing."
"He really isn't so bad," Irene said, "once you wade through his bullshit."
"I'll wear tall boots," Dana laughed. "If his cock swells up like his head, it ought to be something."
"It isn't that big, but you won't think you're riding a finger," Irene said.
Dana called Charlie, left a message, and went back to work. A girl had to make a living, and Keith wasn't that big a deal anyway.
Dana sashayed into the small hotel dining room wearing a black silk blouse unbuttoned halfway to her navel, a black leather miniskirt that barely covered her ass, sheer black hose with seams up the back and black pumps with stiletto heels. She had taken her long red hair out of the French braid she usually wore at work, and the ends lay on her shoulders, framing her face just so.
She spotted Keith and walked toward him, luscious tits jiggling enticingly, shapely legs flashing, putting one foot directly in front of the other to make her ass rock and roll. Keith glanced at her, and she could tell by his expression that he didn't recognize her. She reached his table and smiled.
"Hello, Uncle Keith," she said, suppressing the giggle she felt. "May I join you?"
"Good God," he muttered, jumping up so fast, he nearly knocked his chair over. "Good God," he said again, pulling out a chair for her, "I didn't recognize you."
"I could tell." She sat slightly sideways with her knees toward his chair and crossed her legs.
He sat down and stared at her. "You're breathtaking tonight," he said softly.
"Does that mean that I'm just ordinary the rest of the time?"
"You're yanking my chain again. You look so sexy all the time, but tonight, you've gone way beyond sexy. There's probably a word in the English language to describe it, but I don't know what it is."
She gave him a seductive smile, her emerald-green eyes sparkling with amusement. "In that case, I'll thank you for the compliment."
"Wait a minute," he said. "You called me Uncle Keith. What's that all about?"
"Well, you aren't quite old enough to be my father, but you could be my uncle."
"An Electra complex is more common than most people think. Do you have a crush on your father?"
"Oh, my," she chuckled, "you read books, too. No, I don't think I've got a crush on my father. I haven't seen him since I was twelve."
"Oh, I'm sorry." The waitress arrived, and he used the time to collect his thoughts. "The lady will have a Black Jack and water with ice, and I'll have a Scotch rocks, and we'll order later."
The waitress gave Keith menus and left.
Dana said, "You flatter me."
"Why, because I know what you drink? Okay, I confess, I asked Irene."
"What else did she tell you?"
He waited until the waitress brought their drinks, then said, "Nothing, but I didn't ask her any questions."
Dana took a gold cigarette case out of her small handbag, removed a long, thin scented cigarette and lit it with a gold lighter. "You don't mind if I smoke, do you? Somehow, a cigarette just seems to go with good whiskey."
"You probably would, even if I did mind," he laughed.
"Yes, I probably would," she said. "I've never been here."
"Does it meet with your approval?"
"Yes, it seems nice. Is this where you usually fool around?"
"Actually, it's kind of private. The food and drinks are good and nobody knows it's my favorite hangout, so I can be alone with my thoughts. You're the first girl I've brought here."
"In case you haven't noticed, Keith, I'm not wearing boots, and I don't want to get my nice shoes messed up."
"Okay, the second, and that's the honest truth. I don't usually date such independent girls."
"Is this a date or an assignation? You already know what you're going to get, so you don't have to work for it."
"I'm not the only one who reads books," he laughed. "I don't usually date such intelligent girls, either."
The waitress came to take their dinner order, and Dana said, "I haven't even looked at the menu. You order for me, Keith. What you think I'll like will tell me a lot about you."
The waitress left, and Keith said, "Well, what did that tell you?"
"That you stereotype girls or that you know that a light meal is better, considering the circumstances. I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. I like filet of sole. I also like meat and potatoes, but I do get sluggish after a heavy meal."
"Your glass is empty," he said. "Do you want a refill?"
"No, I'll wait and have the wine you ordered with dinner. I really don't drink that much."
"Have you ever been drunk?"
"Once," she replied, "and I didn't like it. I could deal with the upset stomach and headache the next day, but I didn't like not being in control of myself."
"Who's Charlie?"
"A friend," Dana replied noncommittally. "Does your wife really know that you fool around?"
He waited until the waitress put their plates on the table and left, then said, "She doesn't care."
"What would you do if you found out that she was fooling around?"
"The same thing she does," Keith said, pouring two glasses of wine. "Does it bother you that I'm married?"
"No, I'm just curious. Is there where you bring Irene?"
"Why would I bring Irene here?"
"Are you being coy or a gentleman? Again, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. The sole is very good, by the way. You made an excellent choice. You'd bring Irene here to do the same thing with her that you're going to do with me."
"Irene talks too much," he said.
"She does have a big mouth, but then some guys like that, if they're bigger than my finger. But she didn't have to say anything. That's just one of those things that a woman always knows."
"Okay, let's suppose, just for the sake of argument, that I did bring Irene here. Would that bother you?"
"No, I'm just curious."
"If I live to be a hundred, I'll never understand women."
"That's an age-old complaint," Dana chuckled. "To men, women are a conundrum. Always have been, always will be, and some of us like it that way."
"You read too much."
"Don't judge in haste, Keith. Some of the things I learn from reading will please and delight you. Did you already register?" He nodded, and she put her knife and fork on her plate in the precise position to indicate that she was finished. "Then we can go whenever you're ready."
"You didn't eat all of your dinner. Didn't you like it?"
Oh, yes," she replied, "it was excellent, but I've had all I want for now. If I get hungry later, you can order room service. Depending on how long I stay with you, of course."
"Or course," he said dryly.
CHAPTER TWO
Keith unlocked the door to the room and stood aside for Dana to enter first, and she stopped in the middle of the room and turned to face him.
"Hello," she said, slightly breathless.
He smiled and said, "Hello, beautiful lady," eyeing her voluptuous body from head to foot. "You're so lovely and desirable, Dana," he said very softly. "I want you very much."
His cock and balls made a conspicuous bulge in his tight-fitting pants, and she felt a heavy flow of juice soak the crotch of her panties as she ogled it openly. Only a genuine cocksman would dress to advertise his wares that way. She cocked her head slightly and smiled coyly. "You say that to all of your conquests, but I like to hear it anyway, even if you are an arrogant bastard."
"A guy just can't keep a secret," he laughed. "Would you like a drink? I had them send up a bottle of Jack Daniels, a bottle of Scotch and ice and water."
"No, I've already had just enough."
He took her into his arms and kissed her lips gently, and she put her left hand on the nape of his neck and her right hand on the back of his head. He cupped her ass and pulled her mound against his crotch, and she undulated her hips, felt his cock growing in his pants. God, she hoped he wasn't one of those nuts who stuffed toilet paper in his shorts!
He fondled the cheeks of her stately ass, and her generous lips instantly softened and she gave in to the kiss without hesitation. His tongue felt like a spike of liquid fire as it probed deeply into her mouth. Her tongue fenced with his, driving him back with quick darts and lunges, then allowing him to advance again, the passionate kiss and thinking about his cock sparking her lust.
He took a step back and ran his hands over her curvy hips. "Such a glorious, sensational woman," he murmured. "I'm glad you're here." He took another step back. In a studied, almost spellbinding tantalizing manner, he held her gaze as he unbuttoned his shirt and took it off.
Sparse, light brown hair straggled from his chest into his pants. Silently, she approved. Hairy men turned her off. She thought he must spend a lot of time in the sun without a shin to keep such a deep, even tan.
He looked at her tits, at her stiff nipples trying to poke holes in her soft silk blouse.
"I suppose you want to watch me undress," she said softly.
"Damn straight, baby."
"Yes, I thought you would. Not that I'm wearing that much."
She smiled coyly and unbuttoned her blouse, and he sat on the edge of the bed and watched with fire dancing in his eyes. Her blouse rustled faintly as she stared directly at him and let it slip .off her shoulders and drop to the floor. Her large, luscious tits stood out from her chest, solid, haughty. Her tangerine-colored areolae were puckered and her long, thick nipples stood hard and erect, distended with lust. She put her hands under the heavy mounds and caressed them, displaying them for him as her thumbs strummed her turgid tit buds.
He sat perfectly still, enjoying the show as she titillated him with her coquettish behavior. He felt no sense of urgency. This was a game better played out with stimulating leisure. "Magnificent," he said softly, his measuring eyes sparkling with fervor as he ogled her sumptuous tits.
His hot gaze thrilled her, and she wondered if his wife was endowed with such exquisite examples of mammary flesh. She undid the single button on the waistband of her skirt, slid the short zipper down, and wiggled her hips as she pushed the skirt down, revealing a scanty thong and the outline of her pussy. Her skirt made a puddle of black leather around her ankles, and she stepped out of it and gave him a smile that melted his heart.
"It doesn't embarrass me for you to look," she said softly. "Am I what you expected?"
"So far, more than I expected," he said, his voice hoarse with lust.
She nodded and smiled. "It gets so much better, baby. I'm very good."
The audacious, compelling sexual aura radiating from her voluptuous body swept over him, and he said hoarsely, "I'll bet you are."
Dana smiled mischievously and eyed the growing bulge in his pants as she slipped her fingers under the string around her waist and pulled up on her panties until the lips of her pussy were clearly visible around the thin band pressing into her hairy slit. She hunched her hips, simulating a fucking motion, and juice spread over her pussy, then deftly unhooked the string around her waist and let her panties fall free from her foxy ass.
She caught the small piece of material as it fell and tossed it in his lap. Her body alive with hedonistic desire, her suckable nipples standing proudly erect, she stood with her legs apart and her hands on her hips.
"Gorgeous," he said. "You look so naughty in that garter belt and hose. You don't know how often I fantasized about seeing you naked."
His eyes roamed freely over her stately body before his glance drifted down to the abundant mossy triangle of auburn hair-covering the protuberant mound at the base of her belly.
She wondered if he told his wife the same thing about her body, if he had his line down pat and used it with every woman he fucked. Involuntarily, her legs opened wide under his heated gaze and let him see the sex dew glistening in the long slit peeking through the enchanting forest of red pussy fur. She ran her fingers through her muff and fluffed it up and shuddered gently with spontaneous spasms of lust when her finger brushed her sensitive love button.
"I'm even naughtier than I look," she said seductively.
He stood, went to her and kissed her lips, tickled his tongue over her neck and ears, flicked into her open mouth and briefly nuzzled her left nipple as his fingers grazed between her open thighs, and she purred with pleasure as he felt her up. He licked her tits and the sweet flesh between the big mounds, then knelt and licked her belly, then put his hands between her legs and caressed the inside of her creamy thighs as his eyes feasted on her charming, hair covered knoll and the exciting pink cleft peeking through the thick thatch of auburn hair.
"The softest, smoothest place on a woman's body," he whispered. "Like the most luxurious velvet." He kissed her tender cleft. "Exquisite pussy, just as I knew it would be, and I know it's going to taste even better than it looks."
She sucked in her breath and shivered with pleasure and her pelvis lurched upward, framing his face in the sexy swirls of auburn pubic hair. She looked down at him and caressed the top of his head amorously. "Suck my pussy," she said softly, spreading her legs and straddling his head. "I love it when somebody goes down on me, and who knows, it just might be the fountain of youth you think it is."
He kissed her crack, and she put both hands in her crotch and opened her seam wide, and he murmured and she cooed as he licked her long, succulent slit from bottom to top several times.
He washed her crotch and scrubbed the gash between her meaty lips methodically with his tongue, igniting blazes of lust in her belly. Taunting her, he ran the tip of his tongue around the thick stud of her clitoris, working the sensitive pleasure button into a center of throbbing lust, then his tongue once again slid down her watery crack and speared aggressively into the nectar-laden channel of her cunt.
"Oh, Keith," she whimpered breathlessly, "your tongue feels so good!" Whimpering from the extreme passion he was generating in her cunt, her hips bucking with each tenacious stab of his tongue, she grabbed his head and buried his face in her boiling twat, the fleshy lips of her steamy snatch sandwiching his meaty tongue like a hot bun enclosing a thick sausage. "You can really eat pussy, baby! Get it, get it good!"
He scoured her scrumptious quim with gusto, each swirl of his tongue bringing the appropriate sighs of bliss and groans of fulfillment from her as he consumed her pussy masterfully, licking deep into the slick well of her saturated cunt, sucking and swallowing, eagerly drinking the prolific flow of savory sex sauce.
She held her lips open and curled her hips forward slightly and said, "Put your mouth over my hole and suck. I'll give you some juice to drink, and we'll see if it makes you younger."
He stuck his tongue in her sultry hole and followed it with his lips, and she put her hands on his head and tangled her fingers in his hair.
"There, that's just right, baby," she murmured, the juicy, sloshing sounds from her crotch bombarding her ears, increasing her passion. "I feel my juice flowing, baby. Get ready, here it comes."
She wasn't kidding, and he quickly realized that he'd better drink or drown.
"Oh, yeah, drink it, baby," she muttered, "real loud, so I know that you like it."
He did like it. Her pussy was as sweet as sugar and as juicy as an overripe peach, and he sucked and guzzled blatantly.
"Oh, I love that sound, baby." She pushed on his head and curled her ass backward. "Lick my clit, baby, and I'll cum for you and give you more juice."
He didn't see how she could give him any more juice than she already had, but he did know that he'd better take her at her word. He snaked his tongue up her watery gash and licked her clit lickety-split.
She twisted her ass around in small, quick circles and wailed, "Oh, God, baby, I'm going to cum, baby," as her sex gun fired and she flooded his face with warm girl sap.
He licked her clit furiously, and her body bucked and spasmed tumultuously, the delightful, savage ecstasy of her powerful orgasm nearly overwhelming her. She became a quaking mass of goose flesh and honey, trembling and jerking violently, screaming her appreciation of his oral talents so loud, she rattled the windows.
Her orgasm increased by leaps and bounds as he battered her bubbling snatch with frenzied licks and impassioned kisses, worrying her pussy the way a puppy worries an old shoe, transferring his tongue to the well of her cunt long enough to let her slack off, then returning it to her clit to bring her off again.
"Enough," she said, her throat raspy from screaming.
She stepped away from him and sat on the side of the bed with her legs open so he could see her pussy clearly and said with conspicuous urgency, "Now, it's your turn."
She ran the tip of her tongue over her lush lips, and he could see that her mouth was as wet and slippery as her slit. His balls ached, and he wanted to jump on her, to fuck her immediately, to fill her with his hot, thick cream, but he subdued his passion.
"Tell me what you want to do to me," she said softly.
CHAPTER THREE
Keith unbuckled his belt as he pushed his loafers off with the opposite foot. "I'm going to fuck you until your teeth rattle," he said. He tried to push his socks off with his toes, nearly lost his balance and had to bend over to get the damn things off.
"I'm going to kiss you and eat you up and fuck your mouth with my tongue," Dana said softly. "Then I'm going to suck and bite your nipples and lick your balls and suck your dick, and when your dick is so hard it's about to burst, I'm going to get on top and fuck you until you howl." She squeezed her tits and rolled her hard nipples between her fingers.
"Jesus," he muttered.
He slid his zipper down, and her hands slid down her body, into the smoldering heat between her thighs. He smiled, and let his eyes rove over her satin-smooth body as he removed his pants. His cock sprang up, jutting from his loins like a mighty wand, ready to work its magic between her thighs, bouncing as he kicked his pants away.
She rubbed her pussy and said, "Rub your cock."
He gripped his cock loosely in his right hand and his hand slid smoothly up and down his rigid shaft, and he stared at her slit, at her large clit standing out between her pouting pussy lips.
"I've never seen such a big clit," he said. "I thought I was licking your nipple."
"It is a nipple, baby," she giggled softly. "When you suck it, you get a mouthful of juice."
Her fingers dipped between her swollen cunt lips and moved quickly in and out of her luscious love tunnel, and the lascivious sight and slurpy sounds made his cock throb harder.
They stared at each other heatedly, his cock pulsing and twitching in his fist and her pussy wide open, wet and inviting. He walked slowly to her and crushed his lips to hers. She probed his mouth with her long tongue and pinched his nipples, then grabbed his cock and pumped it, firing him up even more.
Her tongue fucked his mouth furiously as he fondled her splendid tits and rolled her bloated nipples between his fingers. His hand lightly traced a path from her tits down to her pussy and into her sopping hole, and she hunched hard against his fingers and moaned.
"Ram your fingers in my hot little pussy," she murmured against his lips. "Finger-fuck me, and I'll cum for you."
He pulled his head back slightly and looked into her blazing green eyes and grinned. "I thought you said that I'd have trouble getting you off," he teased.
"No, I said that I'm hard to satisfy. There's a difference."
"Not to me," he chuckled.
His finger touched her clit, an electric shock ripped through her, and she arched her back and flooded his fingers with moisture as she came in a rush of passion. She held his prick tightly and fell back on the bed, and he followed her, his finger flicking rapidly over her clit.
If she didn't stop pumping his prick so damn hard, he was going to cum, and he couldn't stand to think of how embarrassing that would be. He took his finger out of her pussy and let her orgasm taper off as he crawled on the bed and knelt by her.
"I want to fuck your tits," he whispered excitedly.
She smiled and nodded. "The night is young, so you can fuck my pussy and mouth later."
"Is that what you meant about being hard to satisfy?"
"You're catching on," she laughed.
She put her hands on the outside of her tits, waited until he straddled her chest and laid his cock between them, then squeezed them tightly around his thick shaft.
"How's that," she said, "is it as good as you thought it would be?"
"It's great, baby."
"My tits are too dry," she said. "Spit on your cock."
He drooled on his dick, then reached around and flicked his finger over her swollen clit and thrust his cock between her creamy tits. In moments, she cried out and held her tits tightly to his prick as her body bucked and twisted, and he rode her chest, getting an added thrill from the violent movements of her terrific body.
Her screams increased in volume when he shot thick streams of milky cum onto her chest and neck. She smiled dreamily and rubbed his cum into her skin, then licked her fingers clean.
"You're something else," he said.
Her eyes widened in surprise. "You don't think that's the end of it, do you? I'm just getting warmed up, baby!"
She grabbed his prick and tugged him forward until she could reach the knob and sucked enthusiastically on his cockhead, quickly bringing him to full erection again. She barely touched the underside of the shaft with the tip of her tongue, sending shock waves of pleasure surging through him, and his prick jerked and lifted from her tongue.
She adored making love to his cock, loved to torment him so sweetly. She rubbed the throbbing head of his prong all over her face and then let it pulse freely in front of her mouth while she toyed with it with her tongue. She swirled her tongue around the head, covered it with her mouth and sucked noisily, taking it deep into her mouth.
As she sucked hungrily, he quickly twisted around and put his head between her thighs. Her cunt was exquisite, a hairy banquet, perfectly shaped and exuding a stimulating, musky aroma, an eclair to be nibbled on the outside and licked deeply on the inside. The lips were swollen, pouting open, extending beyond the outer lips, begging to be kissed, and her big clit, erect with yearning, stood proudly out of its hood, beyond the slick lips, waiting eagerly for the touch of his tongue.
He blew his hot breath over her overflowing honey pot, she raised her hips and pushed her sultry plexus of pleasure toward his mouth, and her juice trickled down his chin as he licked her gash and clit. He felt his balls filling with another load of cum, the pressure rising as she alternated between sucking his dick and rubbing the head over her hard nipples.
Spreading her pussy lips with his fingers, he devoted his attention to her tumescent clit, licking and sucking and gently biting the bloated stud and caressing the inside of her smooth thighs, and she moaned loudly. He slid his fingers between the cunt lips and tickled her wet, hot hole, and she went absolutely crazy. With his tongue on her clit and his finger probing her cunt, she came, releasing a flood of sweet girl cum, and moments later, he filled her mouth with a torrent of hot, sticky essence.
They thrashed together, their moans and screams muffled as they gave each other the utmost in pleasure. When he stopped cumming, he turned around and pulled her over him, and she stretched out full length on top of his body, and he reveled in the feel of her solid tits pressed against his chest and her hairy mound mashed against his cock. They kissed deeply, exchanging tongues, biting each other's lips tenderly, as she writhed and wiggled on top of him and opened her thighs and let his prick slide up against the lips of her wet cunt.
"Time to feed the tiger, baby," she whispered.
She rose to a sitting position, got on her feet and squatted over his loins and held his cock upright as she slowly lowered her ass. His cock-head spread her cunt lips apart, and her steamy sheath surrounding his prick felt magnificent.
"There, how's that?" She tightened her cunt muscles and wiggled her ass gently. "Does it feel good?"
"Marvelous," he grunted.
She put her hands on her knees and rode his dick slowly, going from tip to root, and he let her control the action, watching her with lustful eyes. She gradually went faster, her tits bounced enticingly, and his eyes jerked up and down in time with her nipples. She rode him a little more vigorously, and he put his right hand in her crotch and fingered her clit and pulled her nipples with his left hand.
She bit her lower lip, then opened her mouth wide and screamed as she came again, her pace quickening as her orgasm grew in intensity until she was humping her ass up and down furiously, her strong young legs working mightily to propel her cunt up and down his stout love spear. The muscles in her cunt squeezed and relaxed rhythmically, milking his cock, and when she reached the peak of her passion, the muscles got so tight, it felt as if she would pull the head of his cock off and swallow it.
She slowed her torrid pace as her orgasm tapered off and looked into his face and muttered, "You think you aren't going to cum, don't you? Well, I'll show you, smart ass!"
Once more, her pace increased, and he rose valiantly to the challenge. He grabbed her with both arms and rolled over. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled his prick all the way into her cunt and chuckled happily as he fucked her with long, fast strokes. His balls slapped the cheeks of her ass each time he hit bottom with the end of his love lance, and the muscles inside her cunt resumed their milking action, squeezing and relaxing, squeezing and relaxing.
"Fuck me, you bastard," she hissed. "I'm going to get your cum this time! You can't resist me!" Her tongue circled her lips in a totally lascivious, depraved gesture as she pulled and twisted his tiny nipples, just as he had played with her tit buds. "You've never had your cock in a better pussy," she taunted him gleefully. "My pussy is the best you've ever had, isn't it? My pussy is better than your wife's or anybody you've ever fucked, isn't it?"
"Yes," he grunted.
"Then fuck me, stud! Show me how much you like my tender little pussy! Fuck my brains out and fill me with cum!"
He looked down at her, watched her big tits shimmy and shake from the force of his pounding prick. He rammed into her again and again, with all the virility he could muster, and her face twisted in sweet agony. She stopped talking and started whimpering, and he knew she was about to cum again, and increased the tempo of his cock slashing in and out of her superheated sex tunnel. She was so wet, his cock made a loud squishing sound as it plunged in and out.
'Wow," she yelled, "give me your cum, you bastard! Fill my cunt full!"
Her body went into motion from the tips of her toes to the top of her head and she clawed his shoulders with her fingernails. Her screams reverberated off the walls and ceiling as she bounced and twisted and bucked and jerked and writhed and shuddered, throwing her cunt up at him and cumming so hard, so deep, that she lost all awareness of what she was doing.
He groaned and rode her hairy saddle for all he was worth. Her tits shook. Her body writhed beneath him. Her cunt was so tight and demanding that he couldn't refuse her, and the cum rose in him, a seductive force he couldn't withstand, then his aching balls exploded and pumped the love juice through his fuck tube in a mad rush.
Their bodies seemed to fuse together at the crotch and it seemed as if he would never stop cumming. She grabbed the cheeks of his ass in both hands and again her nails dug into his flesh as she pulled at him, trying to get all of him into her cunt, prick and balls and everything. His hot cream hitting the innermost recesses of her cuntal confines triggered yet another orgasm in her, her body movements became more spastic, as if she was gripped by a violent seizure, and she lost her voice.
After what seemed an eternity, he fell forward on top of her, his energy spent, his cock totally drained. She twitched and jerked for several more moments before she, too, stopped moving, put her arms around him and held him close.
"God, you're a real stud," she whispered.
"And you're a magnificent piece of ass," he muttered. "I really didn't know what to expect, you know. I thought you might be cold and hard and impossible to please."
She giggled and flexed her cunt muscles. "Isn't life just full of pleasant surprises?" She jiggled her hips and bumped his crotch with her mound. "Let me up. I'd better get home."
He got off her and sat on the edge of the bed. "Do you have to leave? It's still early."
"And your cock is worn out. You just want me to stay so you can snuggle up against my warm body and go to sleep. Go home and snuggle with your wife, and hope she doesn't want you to fuck her."
"Is this a one-night stand?"
"We'll get together again, one of these days. I like the way you fuck."
CHAPTER FOUR
Dana punched the play button on her answering machine, and a feeling she couldn't describe settled over her as she listened to Charlie's voice telling her that her father was in the hospital, and that Charlie was responsible. She stabbed the stop button and rushed out her apartment, her mind awhirl.
Russell Ferguson was leaning against a stack of pillows and staring at the ceiling, feeling like a steer hanging on a meat hook. Or something like that. He might be 44, but he was still an active man, and he hated being trussed up and nearly immobile, damn it. The overhead light was off, and the light on the wall at the head of his bed didn't reach beyond his waist, so at least he didn't have to look at those ropes and pulleys and weights.
That crazy caterer! He had just stepped off the curb and was going around the back of his car when whack, his legs were pinned between the bumper of his car and the bumper of the minivan. How had he hurt his back? His legs he could understand, they were caught between the bumpers, but he didn't remember doing anything that would hurt his back.
He became aware of the young woman standing in the door, and thought for a moment it was a nurse. But nurses didn't dress like that, not in any hospital he knew about anyway. She came forward, and the shock of recognition made him gasp softly.
"Dana, what are you doing here?"
"Hello, Daddy, I'm glad to see you, too," Dana said.
"I'm sorry," Russ said. "I didn't mean it the way it sounded. What I meant was, how did you know that I was here?"
She kissed him on the forehead and pulled up a chair and sat. "Charlie left a message on my answering machine. I was on a date, or I would have been here sooner."
"Who's Charlie? Some damn girl who can't drive did this to me."
"Charlene, Daddy, Charlie for short," Dana said.
"You mean you know her?"
"She's a very special friend, Daddy. She feels very bad about what happened, but it wasn't her fault. She said she put the van in reverse, but something happened to the transmission and it jumped forward instead. After the ambulance came for you, she had to call a garage and have the van towed in for repair. I'm sure her insurance will cover all your expenses."
He patted her on the shoulder. "I'm glad you came. What's it been, six years, seven?"
"More like twelve, Daddy, but who's counting?"
"Well, maybe I lost count, but I did send you a card and gift every year on your birthday."
"I always looked forward to them, Daddy." She laced her fingers and put her hands in her lap and looked at them. "This is awkward for me."
"For me, too, honey, but I am glad to see you."
"I wanted to get in touch before, but you know Mama."
"Only too well," Russ replied with a sigh of resignation. "How is she?"
"Doing okay, I guess. I haven't seen her in a while."
"Is she still looking for herself?"
"Yeah, but it's probably an exercise in futility," Dana said with a soft chuckle. "She was never comfortable with herself, Daddy. She didn't know if she was person in her own right, or an extension of you."
"I thought we had a good life, then she got tied up with one of those television evangelists, and changed overnight."
"And she's still chasing rainbows," Dana said. "She spent almost a year in some sort of ashram in the Arizona desert, another year or so with a group of who knows what in Northern California, a few months with a survivalist group in Idaho, and the last I heard, she was living with a family in Utah, third or fourth wife or something. I got a chatty letter from her a few months ago, and she seemed happy. It probably won't last. She doesn't have a strong personality, Daddy."
"No, she never did," Russ replied.
"I never blamed you for the break up, Daddy. I was hurt that I couldn't see you, but it didn't take me long to figure out why, and I knew we'd see each other again some day." She laughed and patted his arm. "I just didn't know it would be like this."
"Yeah, hell of a note, isn't it?"
"Are you doing okay? Are they taking good care of you?"
"About what you'd expect," he said. He looked at her for a long moment. "You turned out to be a beautiful young woman."
"Oh," she chuckled, "did you have your doubts?"
"No, not a one," he said quickly, "you were a beautiful child. A bit headstrong and rebellious, though."
"I still am, and I'm glad. Mama let people walk all over her. If she'd been stronger, maybe you two would still be together."
"Do you think I walked all over her?"
"No, from what I could get out of her, you were very good to her. She thought you were a good provider and lover, but she let other people influence her too much, and that confused her."
"Feminists," he said.
"There are feminists and there are feminists, Daddy. She listened to the wrong kind, and couldn't figure out how she could be a good mate and her own person. There are givers and there are takers, and she's a taker. She wanted an equal partnership, but didn't know how to give, how to nurture a relationship and make it work."
"Very philosophical," he said. "Was that your major in college?"
"No, I majored in business."
"I attended your graduation, you know. Sat way in the back where you couldn't see me, but I was there."
"I wish I had seen you," she said. "I was out from under Mama's influence by then, and we could have done this a lot sooner."
"Better late than never," he said. "Tell me a little about yourself. What kind of job do you have? Do you have a steady guy? Are you married?"
"Reverse order," she laughed. "I'm not married, so you aren't about to be a grandpa, and I don't have a steady guy. I can't seem to find the kind of guy I'd want to spend a lot of time with. Some of them would be good providers, if that's what I wanted or needed, some of them are good lovers, which is always nice, and some are them are just fun to be with, but I can't find one who's all of those things. Maybe I'm just too picky. Anyway, I have my own business, a cute little boutique in one of the malls. I call it Hearts on Fire, and sell lotions and potions and toys and the most naughty lingerie and stuff you've ever seen." She wondered how he would take that.
"Is it successful?"
"Very," she said, relieved that was his only question. "I make scads of money. That's why I don't need a guy who's a good provider. What about you? Mama said you were a bond broker in another city, but she never told me where, so I couldn't find you that way. Every year when the new phone books come out, I look for your name, by the way, but it's never there, so I didn't know you had come back here."
"My number is unlisted and unpublished. I came back a couple years ago. I looked for your listing, too."
"I have to keep my number private. You wouldn't believe the calls I used to get, and not all of them were from screwy guys. Are you still a bond broker?"
"I burned out and quit," he said. "I made more than enough money to retire quite comfortably. That's why I came back here. Some writer said you can't go home again, but I'm trying. It wasn't working too well, until now."
"Retired at forty-four," she said. "You make me envious. Listen, I'd better go and let you rest." She stood and kissed him on the forehead again. "I'll come tomorrow, during visiting hours, so we can talk longer."
Russ watched his daughter walk out the door, feeling a lot better, even if he was still trussed up like a side of beef.
His baby had grown into a beautiful young woman with a business of her own and most certainly a life of her own, including a sex life. That one bothered him a bit, but he supposed she wasn't an exception these days. Or, in his day either, come to think of it.
Although his only contribution had been some genes many years ago, he was proud of her. Her mother couldn't take any more credit than he could. Dana didn't look a thing like her mother, and certainly didn't act like her.
When Dana first walked into the room, he was immediately aware of her sensuality, and it was a jolt to realize that she was his daughter. His initial thought definitely wasn't fatherly!
CHAPTER FIVE
Dana called Charlie from her car, then called Irene and told her to open the store in the morning.
"Hello, darling," Charlie said. She licked Dana's lips, kissed her tenderly, then picked up an oversized martini glass frosty with rime and handed it to Dana. "Cheers."
Dana took a sip, then smacked her lips and shivered slightly, both from the iciness of the drink and the jolt of the gin going down her gullet. "Ummm, that hits the spot. You fix a mean martini."
"Cold as a glacier and dry as the Sahara," Charlie quipped. "How's your father?"
Dana sat on the couch, kicked off her shoes, and put her feet on the coffee table. "Not bad, considering that he's strung up in a hospital bed. He didn't say so, but I think he hates it. You owe him, big time."
Charlie grinned. "Why do I think you're not talking about paying his medical bills and lost wages?"
"Because I'm not," Dana laughed. "You can't repay him until he gets out of the hospital, of course, but I expect you to make it up to him fully. You don't have to worry about lost wages, by the way. He was a bond broker, and made enough to retire early."
"I'm in the wrong business," Charlie said. "You look sensational. How was your date?"
Dana held her left hand out and waggled it from side to side and said, "So-so. Well, not bad, actually. His cock isn't as big as your strap-on dildo, but riding it was fun, and he likes to eat pussy."
"Lots of guys like it, but aren't very good."
"He's good," Dana said. "He got me off with his tongue several times."
"Honey, anybody can get you off," Charlie laughed. "Somebody can breathe on your clit, and you go crazy."
Dana tossed off the rest of her martini and set her glass on the table. "Want to breathe on it and see if you're right?"
"I know I'm right, but I'm not about to pass up the chance to lick your sweet pussy."
Charlie took Dana's hand and led her to the bedroom, they undressed without ceremony and, as usual, Dana instinctively posed for Charlie, standing with her feet slight apart, hipshot, her head tilted, giving her the appearance of a coquette as she grinned and fluffed up the forest of auburn hair between her thighs.
Charlie's eyes ran up and down Dana's voluptuous young body, drinking in the sight of her large, hard-nippled tits, the womanly swell of her hips, and her magnificent thighs. "You have a dancer's legs," she said softly.
"I get all mushy inside and my pussy flows like a river when you look at me that way."
Charlie chuckled deep in her throat, a sexy sound that sent shivers of excitement up and down Dana's spine. "Darling, your pussy flows like a river with the slightest provocation."
"Uh huh, but it flows heavier when you drink me with your eyes."
"Want to flip a coin?"
Dana licked her lips seductively. "May I suck you off first? You know I'm hooked on your pussy. I just love the way you taste."
Charlie climbed onto the bed and lay on her back, bent her knees and pulled her feet up to her buttocks and let her knees fall apart.
"You look so sexy lying like that," Dana murmured.
She put her hands under Charlie's lush heavy ass, pulled it closer to the edge of the bed and sank to her knees, eager to taste the tantalizing, feminine charms Charlie was displaying. She caressed the inside of the blonde's thighs, her touch as light as a feather, and her blood raced through her veins a little faster as she stared at Charlie's open crotch, at the delicate blonde hair curling and twining in erotic patterns over her cunt. She blew hard and ruffled the hair with her warm breath, then ran the tip of her right index finger along Charlie's slit, barely touching the puffy lips.
"You're a teasing little bitch," Charlie moaned.
"You like it," Dana replied.
"Yes, just as I like everything you do to me."
Dana put one hand on each side of Charlie's pussy, stuck out her long pink tongue as she lowered her head slowly, and ran the tip through the blonde's slit as lightly as she ran the tip of her finger.
Charlie's hips twitched, the lips of her pussy got thicker and opened slowly. Dana gurgled with glee and licked a little harder, parting the thick, protruding inner lips with the tip of her tongue. Staring at the bottom of the slit, she dragged her tongue upward with excruciating slowness, and the languid caress brought a deep sigh from Charlie.
Dana slithered her tongue up and down the puffy gash, licking very slowly, coaxing the blonde's cunt lips open wider, and Charlie's ass jerked up and down, automatically following the tongue.
Charlie put one hand on Dana's head and stroked her hair tenderly, smoothing it back, not exerting any pressure. Dana would take her time, bringing her up very gradually before she got down the serious business of getting her off. She never knew if Dana would attack her cunt voraciously and immediately, or treat it like a delicate piece of antique china that would break from the slightly touch, and she liked it, liked the suspense, the intrigue.
Dana separated the blood-gorged lips of Charlie's cunt and gently sucked one into her mouth, held it tightly between her lips and pulled it away from the slit, then released it with a soft plop, ran her tongue the full length Charlie's slit, then caught the other lip between her lips and repeated the trick.
"Mmmmm," Charlie muttered, "I like that."
"You like anything that's done to your pussy," Dana teased.
"Yes, but you do me better than anybody else."
"Better even than a guy?"
"Oh, God, yes, much better. Any guy who can suck pussy as well as you do isn't safe from women."
Dana hummed in her throat, thrilled by Charlie's tribute to her cunt-lapping skill.
"Are you going to make me wait a long time before you make me cum?"
"Oh, you have to wait and see," Dana said brightly. "Am I making you feel good?"
"You know you are, you little bitch. You always make me feel marvelous."
Dana stuck her stiff tongue up the blonde's cunt and thrust it in and out, tongue-fucking her with deliberate slowness. Just as Charlie's ass began to bounce up and down and she thought Dana was going to give her a good ride to heaven without delay, Dana withdrew her tongue, dragged it up the furry gash and tickled Charlie's clitoris.
"Your little-man-in-the-boat is peeking out at me," Dana said softly. "Only is isn't so little. It's so big and lovely."
"And so sensitive," Charlie hissed.
Dana tickled the love button gently with the tip of her tongue and giggled with amusement when Charlie's hips jerked quickly. Giving her lover such pleasure made her terribly happy.
"Are you ready?"
"God, baby, I'm always ready," Charlie whimpered.
"Tell me how it feels when you cum, darling."
They often played this little game as they pleasured each other.
"It feels like I'm breaking apart, like my insides are shattering into a thousand points of bright light and all the bad, tense feelings just evaporate."
Dana uttered a deep, satisfied sound and kissed the inside of Charlie's thigh. "I feel so good when you talk to me this way, darling. I feel so very special to you."
"You are very special to me," Charlie breathed.
Dana touched the tip of her tongue to the blonde's clit again. "That makes you feel good, doesn't it?"
Spasms raced through Charlie's body and her hips jerked. "You know it does! It feels fantastic, really super, when you lick my clit. You're so beautiful, darling, a dear, beautiful nymph with a golden tongue."
"Your pussy feels good against my lips, and you taste so good ... so delicious ... nectar of the gods."
"That's ... OOOOOO ... ambrosia, darling."
"Uh huh, and ambrosia is what I drink from your pussy."
Dana surrounded the blonde's erect love button with soft lips, stroked the hard morsel gently with a slow, firm motion, and the tender touch on the center of her sexual sensations made Charlie squirm and moan deeply.
Charlie trembled all over as she spread her thighs wide, opening herself completely, avidly, for Dana's kisses and tongue caresses. She put her hands on her own tits, stretched her nipples way out to their full length, pressed them back down with the tips of her fingers, rolled them around a few times, then pulled them out again.
Dana trailed the tips of her fingers up and down the inside of Charlie's firm thighs as she lapped her cunt with long strokes of her tongue, the taste of the blonde's succulent sex flesh filling her with a deeply satisfying feeling she couldn't describe. She pressed Charlie's shapely shanks to her cheeks, stiffened her tongue, and probed her bubbling honey pot.
Charlie shuddered as Dana's tongue tip penetrated her hot, slick tunnel and put one hand behind Dana's head and applied light pressure, not to force her, but to express her pleasure. Dana thrust her tongue in and out of the wet hole a little faster, and Charlie gasped and jerked her cunt up.
"Oh, darling, your tongue feels so fucking good," she moaned. "It won't be long, dear. Gonna cum soon and fill your mouth with my juice. Drink it, darling. I want to hear you slurp it up and swallow it."
CHAPTER SIX
Dana put her hands behind Charlie's thighs and pushed her legs up and back, lifting her ass off the bed, spreading her firm, well-rounded ass cheeks, and snaked her tongue down to Charlie's asshole.
Dana's dynamic tongue pressed and flicked and wiggled over the tight little ring, and Charlie uttered a choked, gurgling, the lewd touch making her burn and tingle and spread liquid fire throughout her body. Both of her hands flew back to her tits and she let loose a loud caterwauling sound of pure ecstasy, mauling her big mammary mounds as torrents of salacious sensation raced up and down her spine, prickling her scalp and curling her toes.
Dana opened her mouth wide, covered the blonde's mossy mound and weeping gash, and sucked zealously. Charlie writhed and undulated, her solid, lush ass hitting the bed again and again with loud thunks. Dana's tongue landed on her clit and started vibrating, and she felt an intense stab of passion in the midst of the heated glow of joy.
"Oh, fuuuuck," Charlie wailed. She clenched her teeth so hard, the muscles in her jaws quivered, her head rolled rapidly from side to side and she pulled and twisted her nipples so rigorously, they burned. She tried to spread her legs wider, but the muscles didn't seem to be working properly. "Ooooohhhhh, Dana, darling," she cried, "God damn, my cunt feels so gooooood!"
Dana wrapped her arms around Charlie's thighs and pulled them close to her head so she could feel the silky flesh against her cheeks, her tongue dancing an erotic jig on the blonde's turgid love stud as she immersed herself in the succulent sogginess of Charlie's twat. Her tongue vibrated faster over the erect, fat love button, increasing the stimulation more and more, and Charlie's body trembled harder. She flicked her tongue lickety-split, the tremors passing through Charlie's body became more intense, and the sensations flowing from her clitoris increased full tilt, building momentum as they grew.
"Oh, oh, oh, lick me, make me cummmmm," Charlie wailed, then began to babble incoherently. She locked her legs locked around Dana's head and heaved and bucked and undulated, and her jerking pulled Dana's face into the cavern of her crotch.
Dana's tongue flashed with lightning speed, and Charlie's erect love spike wiggled around under her tongue like a little prick.
The lightning bolts generated by Dana's tongue shot through Charlie, her shrill wails rose in ferocity, and her body went out of control. She slid off the euphoric plateau of fulfillment slowly, and her leg-lock loosened.
Dana lifted her head and sucked in a breath of fresh air the way a diver does when she surfaces after a long time under water, then pushed the blonde's legs open again and went back at Charlie's supersensitive buzzer, propelling her into another orgasm.
Charlie's body writhed and jerked spasmodically, involuntarily, in ecstatic convulsions, and the room seemed to revolve and spasms raced through her, wringing her out, jangling her nerves, as yet another climax wracked her body.
Dana continued to flick her tongue at Charlie's clit, slowing gradually, stroking and caressing the hard nubbin tenderly, spreading a glowing bliss of sensation through her.
Charlie sighed deeply and patted Dana's head tenderly. "My dear, sweet darling, you really know to please a pussy," she said softly.
Dana lifted her head and grinned. "You're a good teacher."
"And you were a fast learner," Charlie chuckled.
Dana lay on her back by Charlie and stared at her reflection in the mirror on the ceiling. She had been in Charlie's bed many times, and still she had difficulty adjusting to seeing her image reflected from every wall and the ceiling. She liked the experience, but didn't understand her need for such narcissistic indulgence.
"When I walked into Daddy's hospital room tonight, I had the oddest feeling," Dana said softly.
"Well, you haven't seen him in several years," Charlie said. "It must have been pretty awkward."
"It was, but we got over it quickly. But that isn't what I mean."
"What do you mean?"
"I felt like I was visiting an old lover," Dana said quietly. "My father has a pretty strong sexual aura."
"Well, I don't know if that's so odd. I mean, if he has such a strong sexual aura, and you haven't seen him in a long time, it took you a few moments to realize who he was."
"But the feeling didn't go away," Dana said. "It was still there when I left, as strong as ever. I kissed him on the forehead when I got there and when I left, but I really wanted to kiss him on the mouth, the way I would a lover."
"Sounds like an Electra complex to me," Charlie said.
"Keith said something similar," Dana said.
"He's the guy you dated tonight?"
"Yeah, he manages the shoe store next to my boutique. He's been hitting on me for ages, and I finally decided to give him a little taste of heaven. He's forty, nearly Daddy's age. I teased him about being almost old enough to be my father and said that he just wanted to fuck me because he thought a young woman's pussy was the fountain of youth."
"Well, there you go," Charlie said, "you weren't thinking of your father at all."
"Looking back, I don't know what I was thinking. I even called him Uncle Keith once or twice. Maybe I do have an Electra complex, and didn't know it. The weird thing is, when I walked in the door of my apartment tonight and saw the light flashing on my answering machine, I had this spooky feeling, and I knew it was something to do with Daddy."
"So, what are you going to do?"
"Well, I'm going to see him again, obviously. I can't let him lie there in the hospital all by himself."
"That isn't what I meant," Charlie said. "Are you going to treat him like an old lover?"
"Don't be silly," Dana said. "You know I can't."
"I don't know any such thing," Charlie said. "I told you that my favorite girl cousin and I turned each other on to girls when we were college roommates. What I didn't tell you is that she and I both fuck my brother."
"You did, or you still do?"
"I still do," Charlie said. "We get together several times a year and really go at it. He's got a great cock, and he turns me inside out with his tongue."
Dana wasn't so sure she wasn't going to treat her father like an old lover, and her ears perked up. "How did that come about?"
"Jack is four years older than me. I went to the same college he did, and in my freshman year, he came back for homecoming and took Ellen and me to the football game. I knew that Ellen had the hots for him, but I didn't think she would do anything about it. Boy, was I wrong! When we got back to our room, she went after him big time. I was going to leave, but she dared me to stay and let him watch us do each other.
"You know how I am about a dare, and pretty soon we were steaming up the windows. Not just Ellen and me, but Jack too. She and I were doing a 69 and he was fucking her from behind, and every so often, he pulled his cock out of her pussy and stuck it in my mouth. That really lit my fire, and when he wanted to fuck me, I spread for him without a second thought."
"Yeah," Dana said, "but fucking your brother isn't the same as fucking your father."
"I don't see the difference," Charlie said. She reached and tweaked Dana's left nipple. "And you don't either, or you wouldn't be trying to make a distinction." She chuckled and tweaked Dana's nipple again. "After you fuck him, will you tell me if you liked it?"
"I didn't say that I was going fuck him," Dana said.
"Oh, you will," Charlie said. "Any guy who affects you the way he did you can't resist, no matter who he is."
Dana thought it was high time she changed the subject before she admitted something she wasn't sure she could handle. "I can't resist you," she said softly. "Are you going to eat my pussy?"
Charlie felt of Dana's pussy and laughed. "Talking about fucking your father really turned you on, didn't it?"
"Charlie!"
"Oh, cut the bullshit, darling. In the heat of passion, cocks are cocks and pussies are pussies, and it doesn't matter who owns them. When a guy gets horny, he'll fuck anything, anywhere, any time. Believe me, I know."
"Yeah, you fuck your brother," Dana said. "Well, he isn't here and I am, and I want you to suck me off."
"Well, hell, darling," Charlie laughed, "why didn't you say so?"
"I'm saying so," Dana said hotly. "Play with my pussy, finger-fuck me, lick my clit, do everything you do so well and make me cum!"
"You really like to cum, don't you, darling?" Charlie teased.
"God, yes," Dana gasped, "you know I do!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
Charlie cuddled the horny young redhead and kneaded her fleshy cunt mound, and Dana spread her legs and quaked with excitement as she twisted her torso so Charlie could suck her aching tits. She couldn't tell her girlfriend the truth, but thinking about fucking her father had turned her cunt into a bubbling well of love oil.
Charlie pushed her middle finger into the hot, juicy portals of Dana's turbulent twat, leaned over and licked the redhead's left tit tip, and the thick bud sprang up in full erection. She added two more fingers to the redhead's soggy channel and finger-fucked her swiftly, and Dana spread her legs wider, planted her feet on the bed, and humped her ass up and down urgently.
"Your ass is going up and down like a yoyo," Charlie giggled.
"Ohhh, fuck," Dana breathed, "your fingers feel so fucking good, darling! I'm going to cum!"
"Let it go, darling," Charlie murmured, pausing between licks at Dana's stiff nipples. "I love to watch you cum."
Charlie put her thumb in the top of Dana's slit and agitated her clit, and Dana's cunt exploded, her body turning and twisting in all directions at once and her ass bouncing rapidly up and down. She tightened her arm around Charlie's neck and pulled her head down, and Charlie swallowed the tip of her tit and sucked the bloated nipple hard.
Dana's orgasm subsided, and Charlie slid down between her legs. "Tell me what you want me to do, darling," she murmured. "Just tell me what you want me to do to make you feel good, and I'll do it. Do you want me to suck your pussy? Is that what you want? Do you want me to fuck your sweet pussy with my tongue?"
Charlie spoke for her own benefit as much as Dana's, telling the young woman what she wanted to do as much as asking her what she wanted. They had developed the little game over time to add gusto to their sex play.
"Yes, I want you to fuck me with your tongue," Dana gasped, the scintillating sensations from Charlie's mouth on her tit and her finger titillating her pussy still rushing through her. "I want you to fuck me with your tongue and lick my pussy and make me cum until I can't stand it!"
Charlie cupped Dana's plump mound and kneaded it, and Dana spread her thighs wider, eagerly opening herself to the skillful blonde's kisses and caresses. Charlie buried her mouth in the young redhead's snatch and ran her palms up and down the inside of Dana's thighs as she lapped the redhead's wet gash with long strokes of her tongue. The well-known flavor of the young woman's essence sparked her taste buds, and she pulled the firm, smooth pillars of Dana's thighs to her cheeks, stiffened her tongue, and probed. The tip of her tongue penetrated the redhead's intimate hole, and Dana shivered and hunched as Charlie wormed her tongue deeper into the tight, wet orifice.
Charlie grasped Dana's thighs, lifted and spread them wide apart, pushed them back toward Dana's tits and licked the auburn-haired cunt from end to end, her head moving up and down, her tongue extended to its maximum length.
Dana's choked gurgle quickly turned into a loud moan. Charlie's broad tongue felt like a river of molten fire in her cunt, spreading heat to every cell in her body. When the blonde opened her mouth wide and covered her entire pussy, she let out a wail that became a scream as Charlie's questing tongue settled on her clit.
"Oh, my God," Dana shrieked.
Charlie lifted her head long enough to grin and say, "I do believe I found the right place, darling. Are you going to cum long and hard for me?"
"Oh, yes," Dana hissed, "like a fucking river!"
"I love your big clitty." Charlie ran her tongue over the fat nubbin of sensitive flesh. "It looks like a little cock and stands up so pretty. I wish I had one so big."
Dana's hips jerked so hard, she nearly snatched her twat away from Charlie's mouth. Charlie grabbed her thighs and pulled her back into position, then returned to the pleasurable task of lapping her cunt. The tip of her tongue skittered over Dana's clit, and she stroked the hard morsel with her tongue as she eased two fingers up Dana's cunt.
"Yes, that's it," Dana cried, "finger-fuck me while you lick my clit!"
Dana grabbed Charlie's head with both hands and humped at her, and Charlie chuckled deep in her throat.
Dana trembled and shook, moaned and murmured and snuffled and snorted. "Oh, my darling," she whispered, "you make my pussy feel so fucking good! I love to have something in my cunt when I cum!"
Charlie fluttered her tongue faster and faster and increased the pressure on Dana's clit, matching the rhythm of her finger-fucking to her cunt lapping, driving Dana higher and higher, closer and closer to her climax.
Dana suddenly exploded in an orgasm that seemed almost to tear her apart, a quavering wail of exultation burst from her throat, and she thrashed and bucked so turbulently that Charlie had to fight to hold her down.
The harder Dana came, the more she wanted to keep on cumming. The bed seemed to whirl as the spasms raced through her. At long last, just when she thought she would faint from the sheer joy of it, her climax began to subside.
Charlie's tongue continued moving, stroking, and caressing Dana's pussy, keeping the redhead near the peak of passion, spreading a glow of bliss over her entire body.
"I'm going crazy," Dana wailed. "Oh, my God, darling, I'm cumming again!"
Dana let that orgasm run its course, and Charlie slithered up and embraced her and they lay quietly, with Dana's head resting on Charlie's solid tit mounds.
"Thank you," Dana murmured, "that was fantastic. Until you seduced me, I had no idea that a girl could make me feel so good."
"I seduced you?" Charlie teased. "If I remember correctly, you almost dragged me into bed."
"No," Dana protested, "we did it in the living room the first time, on the couch. You surprised the hell out of me when you came on to me."
She giggled. "The moment you did, my pussy got so wet, I thought it was going to overflow." She stuck out her tongue and teased one of Charlie's nipples. "I love to lick and suck your tits. They're so big and high and firm, and your big, stubby nipples feel just right when I suck them."
"Rest for a few minutes, darling. We have plenty of time."
"I don't want to rest," Dana whispered. "I can rest at home, but I can't suck pussy there."
"It's going to be a long night," Charlie murmured.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Dana breezed into Russ's room, gave him a light kiss on the mouth, said cheerfully, "Hi, Daddy," and went into the bathroom.
"Hello," Russ said to her back.
He stared at her foxy backside, frowning, wondering what she was up to. Why did she kiss him on the mouth? The night before, she seemed so tentative, and now she was acting as if they were old friends.
Her white cotton miniskirt accentuated the curve of her shapely ass, her white blouse was unbuttoned almost to her navel, and it was damn hard for him to remember that she wasn't an old friend come to give him a little TLC.
She came out of the bathroom with the cute little wash basin, a bar of soap and a towel. "I talked to your doctor, and he said that you should be able to go home in a few days. You've got a hairline fracture in your right tibia, a slipped disk between a couple of your lumbar vertebrae, your coccyx was bruised, and you pulled your gluteus medius."
"I understand about half of that, but it doesn't sound too serious. So, why am I trussed up like this?"
"Officially, they want to take the pressure off your back. My own opinion is that they don't want you to sue them for malpractice, so they'll humor you a couple days, courtesy of Charlie's insurance company."
She dragged the bed table over and set the wash basin on it, then reached behind him to untie his gown.
"What are you up to?"
"I'm going to give you a sponge bath and put a clean gown on you. Don't worry, I won't hurt you."
"Where's the nurse's aid, or whatever they're called?"
"Taking care of people who're a lot worse off than you are."
He looked at the door, and she closed it.
"Just how did you talk that old battle axe who runs this place into letting you bathe me?"
"She isn't as bad as she acts, Daddy. They know me. My senior year in high school, I worked here as a candy striper. I still volunteer two days a month. Are they treating you okay? Last night, I told them that you're my father."
"I wondered why they were so much nicer today. But I'm not sure about my daughter giving me a bath."
She winked. "Why, have you got something you think I haven't seen?"
"I don't know what you have or haven't seen, but I do know that you haven't seen what I've got."
"It will be our little secret, Daddy." She pulled his gown off and turned back the sheet. "Everything looks pretty familiar to me." She ran the tip of her finger lightly over his limp cock. "Bigger than most, though."
"Dana!"
She chuckled and set to work bathing him, leaving his crotch until last.
"Was sex with Mama good?"
"You dive right in, don't you?"
"Only way to find out is to ask," she said lightly.
"In the beginning, it was very good," he replied. "She never took the initiative, and always acted so reserved afterward, but once she got started, she was very lively and really seemed to enjoy it, so I didn't think much about it. After she got tied up with that TV preacher, she didn't want to do it at all. She said sex was for procreation only, and even then, a woman shouldn't enjoy it, and doing it for any other reason was debasing."
"I always thought she was a cold fish," Dana said. "She did everything she could think of to keep me from learning about sex." She giggled softly. "But it didn't work. Do you have a special girl in your life now?"
"No," he replied. "I date now and then, but there's nobody special."
"That isn't healthy, Daddy. You need a woman in your life, one who knows how to take care of you and keep you happy. If you aren't careful, you'll grow hair in your palms." She went to the foot of the bed and adjusted the pulleys to spread his leg wider, then went back to him and started washing his crotch.
"Dana, you shouldn't do that," he said. She ignored him, and he said, "Dana, you can't do that. You're my daughter."
She grinned mischievously and winked. "Oh, I can't, huh?" She pulled her blouse aside and bared her left tit.
"Whooo," he muttered. How was he supposed to remember that she was his daughter when he was looking at something so spectacular?
"Do you know what that is, Daddy?"
"It's a breast, baby," he said, "a big, beautiful breast."
"It's a tit, Daddy," she said, struggling to quell the surge of excitement that flashed through her, "a mature, healthy tit. I'm all grown up now, and it's all natural, Daddy. No silicon in that sucker, and I've got another one just like it on the other side." She looked at her tit and chuckled. "Actually, I guess it's a jug, a big milk jug. How much would you say it holds, a quart maybe?"
"More like a half gallon," he said, his throat tight and his voice husky.
She pulled her short skirt up and put his hand on her bare ass. "How about that, doesn't it feel like a woman's butt?"
He swallowed hard and licked his dry lips. His hand seemed to have a life of its own, and he couldn't stop it from sliding around on the taut, velvety flesh. "It's so smooth," he rasped.
"You must like touching it," she said softly. His cock was rising slowly, jerking with the heavy beat of his heart, and she let the tips of her fingers trail lightly over the splendid organ. She didn't know from whom she inherited the trait, but she could never look at, or even think about a cock, without wanting to taste it, to sample its talent for pleasure. His strong cock tempted her beyond rationality. "Your cock is getting hard."
He ran his fingers up and down the crack of her ass as he looked from her face to his cock.
He was fighting to remember that she was his daughter, but he was losing the battle, and knew it. She wrapped her dainty fist around his dick, and he knew with certainty who was going to fire the last shot of the war.
"Jesus," he mumbled softly.
She released his cock, picked up the bottle of lotion sitting on the table by the head of the bed and coated her palms. She grasped the shaft with her left hand, wrapped her right fist around the naked head of his cock and held it lightly as she rotated her hand gently.
"Jesus," he hissed softly.
She chuckled. "You like that, huh?" She stroked his shaft with her left hand as she rotated her right fist on his swollen knob and said teasingly, "How do you like that?"
"Fabulous," he muttered. "No one has ever done it that way."
She genuinely enjoyed pulling on her daddy's dick, liked the way it felt in her hands, relished the way it pulsated and twitched, liked to watch her hands fondle the stout organ. She stroked faster, looking at him and smiling sweetly. "Does it feel good?" She knew exactly how good it felt. "Feels a little like getting sucked and jerked at the same time, doesn't it?"
"Damn," he muttered. He put his hand on her bare tit and squeezed so hard, the nipple popped out like a little finger. He hung onto her pretty tit and lifted his head and watched her hands as jacked him skillfully. "I've never felt such wonderful hands," he said quietly.
"Your cock gets so big when it swells up, Daddy, and it's long enough to reach right to the bottom of a pussy. I love the way it feels in my hands." She was tempted to take him in her mouth, but didn't want to go too far too soon and ruin everything. "I don't know how active you get when you cum, but you have to lie quietly or you'll hurt your back again," she said softly. "Try to relax and just concentrate on cumming."
He didn't have to focus very hard. The pulsating pleasure he felt as his daughter did her thing with his cock stimulated him beyond endurance. "Ahhh," he muttered, "you're getting it, baby. I'm almost there."
She stroked his shaft and twisted her hand on his cockhead a little faster, and suddenly she had a handful of hot sperm. "Good," she cooed softly, "that's the way, give me all of your cum." She milked the last drop from his quivering organ, dabbed at the tip of his cock with her tongue until it was clean, then licked her hand and said, "There, how was that?"
"Wonderful," he said, "just what the doctor ordered."
She laughed. "I don't know if the doctor would approve, but I don't give a shit." She put his gown on him and gave him a tender kiss. "You rest now. I'll see you tomorrow."
She needed a cock so badly, her pussy actually hurt. She called Keith from her car and told him that she would be at his favorite hotel in thirty minutes.
CHAPTER NINE
Late the next afternoon, Dana breezed into Russ's room and said, "Good news, Daddy, you're going home."
"Yeah, they told me," Russ replied. "They untied me this morning, and I've been walking around most of the day. My back is a little sore, but I feel pretty good."
"Well, I'm going to stay with you a few days, just to be sure." She got his clothes and helped him out of bed and started dressing him.
"I can dress myself," he said, making no effort to stop her.
"Sure you can," she replied, "but I like doing it. Sort of like a striptease in reverse."
"You're taking a lot of liberties with me. I am your father."
"I know who you are, and I just might take a lot more liberties with you." She tied his shoes and stood and gave him a light kiss on the lips. "Your fridge was empty, so I went shopping before I came for you."
"I eat out most of the time," he said. "I don't like to cook."
"Well, I'm not the best cook in the world," she laughed, "but I won't poison you. You need a good woman in your life."
"You said that before. I don't know any good women, women that I'd be willing to share my life with."
"We'll see," she said. "You can't cut yourself off from the society. It's isn't healthy."
"Little Miss Fix-It," he mumbled.
"Exactly," she chuckled. "I'm a very handy girl to have around."
Dana dreamt that she was falling, jerked and came awake abruptly, curled on her left side with her right hand between her legs.
She rolled onto her back and sighed deeply, feeling vaguely discontent. She moved her fingers and instantly knew why. She was as horny as a Texas longhorn with two heads.
She caressed her pussy, and an unmistakable tingle of naughty pleasure rippled through her body. Dewy wetness filled her slit and the ache in her belly grew sharper. Her nipples were dark points in the dim moonlight filtering through the window, and they swelled as she stared at them. They needed fondling, a tongue licking them, a mouth sucking them.
Her pussy craved her aggressive touch, but she didn't want to jack off. She wanted to cum on a cock, or at least a tongue. Daddy's cock was the only one handy, unless she wanted to get dressed and go out in the wee hours of the morning looking for a guy who would let her use his cock. What would Daddy do if she got in bed with him?
The depraved craving in her pussy got stronger. She didn't want to masturbate, but her pussy lured her fingers, and she pressed her tender, wet mound. Her thighs opened spontaneously and her hips lifted the way they did when a cock invaded her pussy. She loved to be penetrated by a live cock.
Pelvic thrusting came so naturally, felt good. She slid her finger along her pussy slit. It was moist and slick, and sweet tingles ran from her crotch to her thighs as she inserted her finger and hunched again.
That was better! Her seat of pleasure stood out of the top of her slit like a little prick, and she tickled it with the tip of her finger, gasping softly, and the goading ache in her loins dissolved into dreamy sex sensations. Her thighs trembled and her nerves almost screamed for relief. She rubbed her finger over her zone of excitement and shuddered, so excited, so aroused.
Without a conscious thought, her left hand went to one tit, her fingers sank into the tender flesh and she played with the tingling nipple. Her entire body flushed with carnal heat, the way it did when a guy drove his dick into her pussy. Her hand flew to her other tit. Both of her nipples stiffened, and bolts of pleasure shot through her, from her tits down to her crotch. Her rump wiggled lasciviously as she worked her right hand faster and faster.
She panted as she climbed the steep, heavenly slope, hot thrills flowing from her clit as her right hand whipped her pussy in a frenzy. Her shaking left hand enclosed the whole peak of one tit, and she felt the nipple stiffen against her palm as the sweet suspense continued to build.
Her head jerked back, her hips lurched, and her thighs quivered. She panted and gasped, a scrumptious ripple of delight clutching her cunt as her nerves tensed, then suddenly, she reached the crest of the joyful slope and tumbled over!
She floated in a sparkly zone of erotic sensation, her clit throbbing fiercely under her darting fingers, a welcome ache running from her pussy, along her thighs, up to her nipples, then back to her cunt. She loved to cum.
She slumped, breathing very hard, her hands dormant, and sighed with pleasure, luxuriating in the exquisite afterglow. Flying solo wasn't her preferred way to go, but it sure beat not flying at all.
She was still turned on. She got her vibrator from her dresser drawer and went to the living room. Maybe Daddy would get up for a glass of water or a snack and see her, then he would have to help her out.
She sat on the couch and spread her thighs, her fervor building rapidly as she caressed the inside of her thighs with both hands. She tipped her pussy up so she could see it better. Her slit was getting wet again, and she opened the hair-fringed lips and stared at the dusky-pink flesh as her pink clit rose slowly out of its hood. Shivering, she slid her middle finger along her slit and up to her love button, and slid the index finger of her left hand into her hole and wiggled it around.
A vibrator or her fingers weren't nearly as good as a real live prick, but she could always reach her climax with either one, and if she could keep her mind free, her pussy would never know the difference. Shivering as her urgency grew, she picked up the vibrator, set it on low and paused to listen to the faint humming sound. If she set it on high, it would nearly drive her crazy, and she was crazy enough already.
Juice had seeped into her channel and soaked it, and she could shove the vibrator in with one hard, penetrating thrust, just the way a guy skewered her when he couldn't wait to ram his prick into her cunt. She placed the smooth tip of the vibrator between the lips of her pussy, let her legs fall farther apart and nosed the tool into her wet hole.
"Aaahhh," she whimpered as she suddenly shoved the vibrator all the way in.
She closed legs slowly, and with the tool buried completely, she barely heard the faint humming. She sat still, her mind blank, the pleasing little tremors from the vibrator rippling out from her groin, making her buns flex and her toes tingle.
She teased and fondled the sensitive tips of her tits as her right hand roamed down her stomach and stopped with the heel of her hand on her pussy mound, her fingers pointing down. Her middle finger eased into the top of her slit and touched her clit, and the tip moved in slow circles over the erect bud.
She liked her clit, adored the heavenly sensations from the sensitive button. She opened her legs and stroked the droning vibrator in and out of her cunt, the knob striking deep, where the head of a cock seldom reached. Daddy's cock was long enough to reach that deep. Having her cunt full of anything always felt so fucking good! Her left hand stayed on her tits, tweaking her nipples as a vivid picture of Daddy invaded her mind. Daddy with his large, hard cock, his cock, not her vibrator, filling her cunt, his finger, not hers, playing over her clit, infusing her with such fabulous, fiery pleasure.
The finger on her clit moved faster and the soft tingles swelling in her pussy strengthened, got a hard edge to them, and her ass squirmed. Repeatedly, she pinched her stiff nipples and drew them out to their full length.
The tingles grew stronger and her finger moved faster, going back and forth and around in circles, agitating her clit, coaxing all those glorious feelings from the hard nubbin. Her breathing became labored and she felt the deep, warm flush that preceded an orgasm spread over her body. She was totally depraved, whimpering with pleasure, as the exquisite sensations began in her cunt, the delectable throbbing in her clit strengthened, and she knew she was close to the ultimate goal.
The picture of Daddy in her mind grew more vivid. He was thrusting in and out of her cunt with powerful strokes. Her body quaked and spasmed, her hips arched off the couch, lifting her ass high, her climax came abruptly, moments before she expected it, and she panted and gasped as the finger playing over her clit moved faster.
Abruptly, the golden sensations dissipated and her ass fell back to the couch. The vibrator continued to hum inside her cunt, but her clit felt numb. She pulled the vibrator out of her cunt, grasped it firmly in her fist and ran the tip over her clitoris-and nothing happened.
The only thing that would satisfy her hunger was a cock, and she knew just where to find one! She dropped the vibrator on the couch and marched purposefully down the hall.
CHAPTER TEN
Dana slithered into her father's bed, snuggled up to him, pressed her tits into his back and reached over his hip and fondled his cock as she kissed his ear and ran her tongue inside.
"Wake up, Daddy," she said softly.
Russ tried to roll onto his back, and only succeeded in pressing harder against her lush, solid tits.
"What time is it?"
"Time to get to know your naughty daughter a lot better, Daddy," she chuckled. "I'm so horny, I can't stand it. I got myself off twice, but it didn't do any good. I need your cock."
"I figured it would come to this."
"Cum is such a loaded word, Daddy."
"How can you make puns so early in the morning? What time is it by the clock?"
"Two, three, who knows? Who cares? You don't have to go to work, and I told Irene to open the store and take care of things until she hears from me. I won't worry about it for a couple days, so you have from now until the end of the week to take care of me."
"Do you think I can get it done in that time?"
"Of course not," she giggled, "but I want you to try real hard." She squeezed his cock. "Speaking of hard, your cock is well on its way."
"Are you free all week? Anywhere you have to be later?"
She laughed. "If you mean free as in licentious, I'm very, very uninhibited!"
"Just my luck," he said. He didn't mean it. When she started pulling on his cock in the hospital, he made up his mind that he was going to fuck her. She saved him the trouble of figuring out how to get it done. He scooched around to face her. "God, you're gorgeous," he muttered, fondling her foxy ass and running his hands up her bare back, "and so fucking sexy."
She quivered with anticipation, weak with desire. "My pussy gets all gooey inside when you touch me," she murmured. She put her hand behind his ass and ground her plump cunt mound into his groin. "Am I sexier than Mama was?"
"There's no comparison, baby." He pushed her onto her back and pushed himself up on one elbow.
She scooted up and sat against the headboard, brushed her hair back and jutted her tingling tits, exhibiting them to his gaze with pride and passion, feeling like a bundle of dynamite with a short fuze, ready to detonate any second.
He feasted his eyes on her twin towers of glorious, creamy tit flesh, standing out so magnificently, her superb nipples swollen with lust. His throat constricted and his cock ached painfully. "Somehow, seeing them now, when I know that I'm going to fuck you, they look so much more breathtaking," he murmured.
She basked in his words of praise, reveled in his eyes ogling her tits. "I'm so glad you like them," she sighed breathlessly. She caressed the pliant mounds, then put her hands under them and pointed her taut nipples at him. "Is your cock real hard?"
"You know it is."
"Let me see it," she said huskily.
He got up on his knees and his prick stood straight out from his groin, quivering and throbbing in cadence with the heavy beat of his heart.
"Looking at it, thinking about having it in my pussy, sets me on fire," she said softly, awed by her daddy's formidable organ. She squeezed her tits, making her nipples protrude from her pebbly areolae like two little fingers.
He pushed her hands away from her tits. "Let me feel them," he croaked, his voice hoarse and tight.
"Just don't wait too long to put out my fire with your wonderful hose," she moaned.
"Never thought of myself as a fireman," he quipped.
She pressed her tits against his hands and threw her arms around his neck. He kissed her, sucking greedily on her invading tongue as he rolled her onto her back, then his hot mouth scorched a trail from her generous greedy lips down her elegant neck.
"Yes," she hissed, writhing under him, nearly delirious with lust, "lick me, Daddy, lick your wanton daughter all over! Oh, fuck, Daddy, I'm so fucking hot for your cock!" She curled her fingers and raked his shoulders with her nails, then tangled her fingers in his hair.
His tongue felt like a wacky snake as his mouth skimmed down her neck to the mountains of creamy flesh rising majestically from her chest. He caressed and kneaded her supple left globe as he sucked the nipple of her right tit into his mouth, licking and pulling on the stiff, rubbery bud, and her whimpering mewls of delight urged him on.
"Chew my tits, Daddy," she moaned, grabbing his head and crushing his face into her tits, her solid buns thumping on the bed as she humped her ass anxiously up and down, "eat me up!"
He alternated between her tits, kissing and chewing and licking and sucking the firm flesh until her tits were red and sore and she was moaning with enchantment. He stopped for a moment and looked at her quaking tits, glistening with his saliva.
"You're one fantastic woman," he groaned, silently thanking Lady Luck for giving him such a sensational, impassioned bundle of lust to fuck.
"I'll talk and you do, Daddy!" she cried. "Put out the fire in my cunt with your tongue. I want to be fully aware when you put your cock in me the first time."
The craving in her face spurred him to action again. He caressed the smooth flesh of her belly and weaved his fingers through the long curls of her red muff, then let his fingers coast through her crotch, carefully skirting her puffy slit.
She humped and squirmed. "Ohhhhhh, God, Daddy, get me off, please!" She pawed at his arm, trying to guide his hand to her twat. "Ooohhh, Daddy, do it, finger-fuck your randy daughter's hot cunt!" Getting her off was number one on his list. I His hand glided between her outstretched legs, he caressed the silky flesh on the inside of her I thighs, then ran his fuck finger up and down the! blood-gorged lips of her snazzy snatch.
She gurgled and squirmed in a futile attempt to capture his finger with her cunt. "Oh, Daddy," she begged, "don't torture me!"
His finger slithered through her dripping gash and plunged into her boiling snatch, and he jabbed and twisted it in her tight, overheated channel.
"God, you're tight," he murmured.
She humped his fucking finger furiously and groaned, "Ohhh, God, yes!"
Her legs jerked wide open. She pushed the heels of her hands into the taut flesh of her belly, became a flurry of motion, writhing in a lascivious rhythm, her flamboyant tits dancing an erotic cha-cha on her chest.
Her pent-up passion fascinated him. He gouged the tight, spongy walls clinging tenaciously to his jabbing fingers, squashed her bloated clit with his thumb, and brought forth a louder wail of delight.
"Ooohhh, fuck," she cried, gurgling on the spit trapped in her throat. She grabbed his arm and humped her pussy on his fucking fingers, rotating her ass urgently. "Yes," she wailed as she raced up the steep slope to the peak of her orgasm, to the relief she needed so desperately. "Oh, yes, Daddy, yes!"
She fell back on the bed, writhing and contorting as she sped toward the climax that would relieve the intense pressure, her ass bucking up and down, her juicy quim gobbling the fingers twisting inside her. "Ooohhh, Daddy, my cunt feels so good," she groaned. "Keep finger-fucking me and lick my clit!"
He thrust his fingers up her cunt and bent down, and his tongue went directly to the stiff bud poking up between the lips of her pussy. His cock stood at attention, pulsating painfully, his lust aroused to a feverish pitch by his sultry, squirming daughter.
He stabbed his fingers into her bubbling gash, screwed them around and licked her clit rapidly, his head weaving from side to side and bobbing up and down to keep up with her humping ass.
She bucked on his fingers and ground her cunt into his mouth as she soared to nirvana. Her orgasm ripped through her body like a tornado, and she screamed with heavenly delight and soared into outer space.
He cut his eyes up and looked at her passion-warped face. Her cunt felt like a vacuum sucking on his fingers and knew the same lusty, compelling pulsing would soon be massaging his cock. He increased the speed of his fucking fingers and vibrating tongue, and her curvaceous body contorted in agonizing bliss.
"Oooooo," she moaned low, then sighed and shuddered, the edge of her passion blunted for the moment.
He withdrew his fingers from her sopping hole and gave her clit a parting kiss.
The kiss stimulated the desire bubbling just below the surface, and she shivered, then lifted her head and looked at his crotch. "Oh, Daddy, your cock is so hard," she said with elation, holding out her arms. "Fuck me, Daddy! Ream your daughter's cunt good with that gorgeous thing! Fill me slow and easy, let me savor your prick."
"Lie back and enjoy, baby," he moaned, lust tightening his balls, "and we'll take the ride together."
"Mmmmmm," she purred, eager to accept his stout weapon, looking forward to fucking at an easy pace instead of a mad rush of insane passion. "I'm ready for you, Daddy, wet and hot for your prick."
"And I'm hard and hot for your cunt," he replied as he scooted up between her outstretched legs.
"My cunt is all yours, Daddy, to use however you wish, as often as you wish," she sighed, content to lie there and wait, the anticipation exciting, "come and get it."
He leaned over her with his palms on the bed by her shoulders and studied her radiant face, her vivacious green eyes, her lush, sensual mouth, her elegant features, burning the image into his brain. He angled his hips and the head of his cock touched the gorged, gaping lips of her wet pussy.
"Do you know the difference between a good girl and a nice girl?"
She chuckled. "A good girl gives it to you, and a nice girl puts it in for you. When I really like a guy, I'm always a nice girl."
"Be a nice girl now," he said.
"My pleasure, Daddy," she replied. She grasped his shaft lovingly, rubbed the head up and down her slit a couple times, then stuck the swollen knob in her hole.
He eased his cockhead between the clinging, velvety lips of her cunt and slowly sank his aching prick into her tight sheath. Her cunt felt like a soggy, very hot oven, and exhilarating flames of lust shot through the length of his rod, ignited the smoldering coals in his balls, and he groaned loudly.
"Ohhh, Daddy, your big cock feels so fucking good!" She squirmed and hunched, totally thrilled by the way his magnificent cock stretched her love tunnel. She flexed her muscles, clamped the head of his cock in a velvet vise. "Does that feel good?"
"It blows my mind," he grunted, the pressure of her hot twat and twitching muscles staggering him as his dick bored into her tight passage. "God, honey, you're a fantastic fuck!"
"So are you, Daddy!"
He fucked her, deep and slow, her delightful honey pot engulfing his cock in syrupy love juice, her dynamic muscles fluttering, caressing his shaft lovingly. Changing pace, he abruptly pulled back, withdrawing his cock, and her mushy cunt quivered in protest.
"Put it back," she whimpered, loving every agonizing second of his sexy tease, "put it back real slow." She locked her heels behind his knees and fondled his tight buns, her shapely ass rolling back and forth on the bed as she rocked her hips. "Go deep, Daddy, all the way to the bottom. I can take everything you can give me. I want everything you can give me."
Her sexy, sugarplum voice melted right through him, turned his insides to mush, and he fucked his cock back into her cunt vigorously, and the head hit the mouth of her womb.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Oh, fuck, what a terrific guy," Dana exclaimed. "Your cock feels a yard long and a foot thick, Daddy. Dynamite, Daddy, I love it!" Fucking her daddy so sensuously, without rushing, thrilled her. "Are you okay, Daddy? Does your back hurt?"
"Not too much, honey," he grunted. "But it's wouldn't matter if the damn thing was killing me, I've never enjoyed fucking anybody as much."
"Pull your cock almost all the way out, Daddy, slowly, and let me show you something real playful."
As he pulled back, her robust cunt muscles fought him, reluctant to let him go. He held himself over her, his back rigid, only the head of his cock inside her. She grasped his arms, put her feet flat on the bed, flipped her ass up quickly, and her cunt swallowed the full length of his prick. She hunched twice, twisted her foxy ass once, then let it drop quickly back to the bed.
"Damn, you're something else," he grunted, his prick vibrating in her fabulous fuck canal.
"You like it, huh?"
"Love it, do it some more."
Murmuring happily, she heaved her ass up again and her tight twat gulped his meaty shaft voraciously. She clamped her strong muscles around his cock and gyrated her ass slowly in midair. "Ohhh, fuck," she mumbled as she reamed her cunt with his lusty rod, "I knew that fucking you was going to be good, Daddy. I didn't know it was going to be great!"
She pumped her ass up and down with long, slow strokes, caressing the full length of his prick with her grasping cunt muscles. She lowered her ass slowly, until his prick nearly fell out of her cunt, then lunged up quickly, his thick cock stuffing her steamy slot, forcing her slick juice to ooze out of her nether lips. She clung to his arms and stared into his eyes as she repeated the provocative, arduous movement again and again, taking them along the high road to heavenly delight the long way around.
She grabbed his ass and pulled him down as she let her ass drop to the bed with a soft thump. "Now, you fuck me," she gasped.
He stared at her passion-filled face as he pulled his rod out to the tip, pushed back in slowly until his brown cock hair meshed with her red bush, then paused, savoring the feel of her creamy, sultry cunt embracing his shaft, her dynamic muscles milking his dick, cherishing the intriguing, kinky sensation of fucking his breathtaking, hot-blooded daughter.
"Ohhh, Daddy, I love your magnificent cock!" She rocked her hips, thrilled by having her own dear daddy's dick stuck up her hot pussy. "I knew you would fuck me just the way I wanted."
She ground her pussy into his hard groin and felt another storm brewing in her cunt, threatening to sweep her up to another orgasm. She wasn't ready to be carried away on a wave of passion, not until she'd had some additional sensual frolicking.
"I'm going to cum," she muttered between clenched teeth.
He misunderstood her, thought she wanted to cum. He pulled his cock nearly all the way out, drove back into her with a forceful lunge, all the way to the hilt, rocking her body and jiggling her big, luscious tits. She cried out softly as he fucked her swiftly, using the full length of his rod, slamming into her so hard she scooted across the bed.
The rapid barrage of fucking thrusts drove her wild, and her head swirled in a sea of passion. "My God, Daddy," she gasped, his battering jabs making her voice tremble, "you'll drive me out of my fucking mind fucking me this way!"
He grinned like a wolf. "You like it?"
"It's fabulous, Daddy," she breathed. "I'm going to cum, but don't stop fucking me."
"Honey, you'll be babbling before I finish with you," he grunted, a lecherous smile on his handsome face. He squirmed his groin closer to her cunt so he could fuck her as deep as possible and sucked in a deep breath, preparing to send her on the golden ride to the land of enchantment, feeling very confident of his control. Only one thing was wrong. He forgot to reckon with the potency of her phenomenal pussy. "Relax and enjoy the gallop along the road to glory, baby."
She gasped, her pussy twitching with anticipation, and held onto his arms, eager for him to fuck her furiously again and send her on the fantastic rocket ride into orbit. "Do it, Daddy, I'm ready," she whispered hotly, "fuck your wanton daughter senseless!"
He did, with rugged, lightning-quick, turbulent thrusts that inflated his throbbing prick inside her pussy and brought a slobbering lather from her vibrating cunt walls. He grunted with each frenzied lunge of his cock. He watched her face, saw her pupils dilate and her eyes get glassy, and fucked her faster, his heavy, sperm-laden balls smacking against the cheeks of her ass.
Her face filled with ecstasy and every muscle in her body coiled. She saw the passion on his face and knew she had to give him as good as she was getting. She humped and twisted and bucked, riding his wild fury, throwing herself into it blindly, fucking him as hard as he was fucking her, knowing her pussy was going to explode with enough force to demolish her mind.
"Ohhh, fuck," she wailed.
He moaned out loud, fighting her strong cunt muscles, pummeling her shapely ass into the bed. His cock felt as if it was going to rupture at any moment and fill her with shattered shreds. He stopped with his dick rooted deep in her twitching sheath, panting through clenched teeth, getting his wind back, struggling to beat back his climax.
She reached a point just short of the summit and slid back down to a plateau, and her mind whirled with lust. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" she yowled, nearly loony with randy agitation, twisting and pitching wildly, slamming her cunt into his groin. "Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me!"
He bucked against her, forced her lunging body down, drove her twisting ass into the bed. "When I'm ready," he gasped. Her fabulous cunt relentlessly sapped his ability to control his own excitement, and he didn't sound nearly as confident as before.
"Fuck me, fuck me!" she wailed desperately, bucking and twisting, trying to goad him into fucking her. He had her pinned helplessly to the bed, and she couldn't do a damn thing to counter him except squeeze his cock fiercely with her cunt muscles. "Come on, Daddy, fuck me!"
Her cunt pulsated, caressed his cock, swamped his shaft in an ocean of warm pussy cream, a look of passion-crazed, blissful agony contorting her beautiful face. He waited, mentally battling his passion with all his strength, awed by the eroticism she exuded.
Inevitably, he lost the battle and stopped struggling, capitulated to her lust, surrendered to her grasping cunt. He bellowed, yanked his cock out to the tip, then rammed it back in to his balls, his hips lunging in a meteoric series of hard, fast jabs as he raced like a maniac to the summit.
"Oh, yes, Daddy, oh, fuck yes," she screamed with relief, "fuck meee!"
Her desperate cry pierced his skull and rattled around in his brain like a ball of hot lead. He gave her several more long, powerful strokes with his hard shaft, then shortened his strokes and fucked her ruthlessly, whipping them into a mindless frenzy, propelling them to the peak simultaneously.
Loving every momentous moment of his furious fucking, she raked his shoulders with her nails and matched his powerful thrusts, smashing her crotch into his groin as he pounded her ass ferociously into the bed. "I'm cummmmmming," she howled, soaring into oblivion, spiraling into the whirling vortex of orgasm.
He stared at her, reveling in her radiant rapture, having never seen a more erotic sight than his lascivious daughter writhing on his cock in the throes of ecstasy. He grunted and increased his fucking lunges until his hips were virtually a moving blur, and lost the last vestige of control. His vision dimmed, he rammed his prick to the hilt and shuddered as it erupted harshly and sent thick streams of jizz spurting deep into her gulping pussy.
"Here it is, baby," he howled in triumph.
"Oh, Daddy, I feel your cum shooting into me," she screamed. "More, Daddy, more, fuck me harder!" She thrashed and bucked and lunged, totally consumed with lust. "Ooohhh, Daddy, fuck me! Fuck your horny daughter out of her fucking mind!"
He summoned the last of his strength and fucked her relentlessly, the lascivious two-backed beast scuffling on the bed, held in the fierce grip of blinding carnal union. She grappled with him, took his frantic fucking and lunged back at him, grinding her clit against his hairy groin and wailing with impassioned fulfillment.
The river of hot, thick cum spurting from his prick triggered another series of orgasms that washed over her already exhausted body, taking her to the edge of insanity. Her legs flew into the air and wrapped around his waist and her heels drummed against his back as she went over the edge again. She shuddered and bucked and twisted, then crumpled beneath him, trembling all over.
He lay on top of her, crushing her lithe body under him, still ramming her ass into the bed with his fucking rod, and her pulsating pussy pulled on his prick, sucking the last drop of cum from him, completely emptying his balls. He plunged into her boiling snatch one last time and left his worn-out tool deep in her as he caught his breath.
"Oh, Daddy, Daddy," she whispered. She listened to her thudding heart, holding him tight as the exciting sensations slowly ebbed and her legs and arms fell to the bed with a soft thud. "Heaven," she breathed, "absolute heaven!"
"The best, baby, the absolute best!" He rolled onto his back. "Wonder if we disturbed the neighbors."
She giggled, happily sated. "I don't care if we did." She sighed. "I need something to eat."
"You might have to work to get anything out of it," he said. "You fucked the damn thing down to a stump."
She sat up and flicked his cock with the end of her finger. "Nourishment, Daddy, sustenance," she laughed. "I'll suck you off later. Cum has no food value. It isn't fattening, but it doesn't relieve hunger pangs either. You rustle up something while I clean up. I hope the load you dumped in me doesn't clog the pipes."
She sauntered into the living room, nearly purring with contentment. He had laid out assorted cheeses, crusty bread and strawberries on the coffee table and a bottle of chilled white wine sat in a cooler. She sat down across from him and began eating.
"You have a magnificent body," he said. "Being naked doesn't bother you, does it?"
She popped a strawberry into her mouth and munched it down before replying. "Nudity is our natural state, Daddy, and I like for you to look at my naked body. Besides, you just fucked me to a fare-thee-well. Should I put on clothes to eat, then take them off again when I suck you off?"
"You are one of a kind, honey. God help me for saying it, but I like fucking you."
"I like fucking you, Daddy. Society would frown on us, but what do they know?"
"Looks like I've got a lot to learn about you," he said.
"I'm all grown up and well-seasoned, Daddy, and I think you're getting to know me a hell of a lot better than most fathers know their daughters."
"That can lead to complications, you know," he said. "You won't meet eligible bachelors in my bed."
"Never know," she quipped with a giggle. "Anyway, who said that I want to meet eligible bachelors? I've met my share of them, and there isn't a one of them that I'd like to spend the rest of my life with. That's what marriage means to me, Daddy, a life-long commitment."
"Is that a dig?"
"No, both people have to be committed for a marriage to work, and Mama wasn't. She was too wrapped up in herself, in finding herself-God, I hate that expression-to give anything to anybody, including me. If I had a headache, so did she, only worse. If I skinned a knee, her whole damn leg hurt. If I had menstrual cramps, she had the mother of all pains. She was the mother of all pains." She smiled ruefully and ate another strawberry. "Ever think about getting married again?"
"For a while, after the divorce," he said. "I thought it was my fault, and wanted to prove that it wasn't."
"Macho pride," she said, "and absolutely the wrong reason to get married."
"I know, and after a while, I realized that marriage and divorce are two-way streets."
"You were wise to avoid that pitfall. Do you date much?"
"Now and then," he replied.
"Any particular woman?"
"No," he said, shaking his head. "But suppose I do meet someone special?"
"I know what you're saying, Daddy. I don't intend to take up all of your time, just what I consider my fair share. I'll still date, and you should, too. We can work out an arrangement that's acceptable to both of us. If you're interested."
"You're a master of understatement." He ate a piece of cheese, a hunk of bread, and drank some wine. "Does that mean you're going to live here?"
"Do you want me to?"
"Yes, I think I do. Not just for sex, but for company. I like being with you."
"I like being with you too, Daddy, but don't forget about sex. I won't let you, anyway. I've got a very healthy appetite. I'd like you to meet some of the people I know. Tomorrow, I'll take you to the store and introduce you to Irene. There are some other girls you'll like, and as soon as I can arrange it, I'll introduce you to Charlie."
"Oh, yes, Charlie," he laughed.
"You'll like her, Daddy. What happened wasn't her fault. Besides, I told her that she owes you, and she always pays her debts."
"What does she owe me?"
"Whatever," Dana said. "She'll make an offer, and you can make a counteroffer, if you like, although I don't think you will."
"Sounds like you know what she's going to offer."
"I have a good idea. She's a caterer, Daddy, a very good one, so she's accustomed to finding out what people want and giving it to them."
"Is there a double meaning in there?"
"Why, Daddy," she laughed, "are you saying that I'm devious?"
"You're very devious," he replied. "Look how you seduced me."
"You were easy, Daddy, but then most guys are.
"Speaking of guys, why are you going to introduce me to only women? Don't you have any men friends?"
"None that I want to bring home and meet Daddy," she laughed. "When you take Irene out, you can tell her that I'm living with you, but not that you fuck me. She couldn't keep a secret if her life depended on it."
"I wouldn't think of telling anybody, but who says I'm going to take her out?"
"I do." She paused and methodically chewed a hunk of bread. "She's a sure thing, so you can relax and have fun."
"I don't often go out with a sure thing," he laughed. "I usually feel that I have to persuade a woman to go to bed with me."
"Guys have a way of talking too much, Daddy, and blowing a sure thing. Listening, watching and learning are much more important than flapping your jaws. Truly sensual girls have a little secret. We like to be treated like a princess in public and a lusty wench in private. From the way you fucked me, I know that can read girls pretty well, know when you should take charge, and when we want to run the show."
"You make it sound so simple."
"It is, Daddy. Oh, I'm sure you run into lots of girls who want to play games, but they usually aren't worth the time and effort it takes to get in their pants. Game players, guys or girls, are usually self-centered, and it never dawns on them to give as much as they get."
"You're wise beyond your years," he said. "I just don't know if I'm ready to let my daughter fix me up with women."
"You weren't too sure you wanted to fuck your daughter either, and look how that turned out. Do you like trios, two girls and you?"
"I've never had two women at the same time."
"Then you've got something to look forward to."
"Be careful, honey," he cautioned.
"I know, but finding one who won't blab isn't the real problem. I won't settle for a girl who isn't as wild as I am, so I'll probably have to put you on a special diet of raw oysters and red meat so you can handle both of us at the same time." She ate one last strawberry and took a sip of wine. "Now, want me to see if I can suck something tasty out of your gorgeous cock?"
"As I said, honey, you're a master of understatement!"
CHAPTER TWELVE
Irene was wearing white silk hip-hugger shorts that barely covered her buns and looked as if they had been painted on, a white sleeveless silk top with a picture of a tiger on it that was warped out of shape by her bountiful tits, and white fuck-me sandals.
Russ followed her through the door of the fast food joint, his eyes locked on her magnificent ass. A woman with generous hips and a shapely ass turned him on, and this woman had both, along with a pair of tits nearly as big as Dana's.
She insisted on going through the line with him, then they found a table by a huge window where they had a view of the mountains.
"A fast food joint isn't my idea of a dinner date," Russ said, "but you insisted. Are you sure a Whopper and fries is enough?"
Irene chuckled softly and winked. "Honey, I love whoppers." She dragged out the word love, making it sound like it had a dozen o's, then picked up her burger and looked at it. "All that juicy hot meat makes me salivate, and I've got a nice thick vanilla shake to finish it off."
She was a blue-eyed brunette, and he couldn't guess her age. Forty or so, maybe, judging by the squint lines by her eyes. He looked her over openly, at her electric blue eyes, her pouty, kissable mouth, her cute, upturned nose, and the pounds of flesh behind the thick nipples trying to poke holes through the tiger on her top.
She put her burger down and looked at him, chuckled again, low in her throat, sexily, and ran the tip of her tongue over her full, brilliantly red lips. He liked bright lipstick on a woman's lips, and the tip of her tongue slowly skimming her pouty painted lips held his attention like a magnet.
"Pardon me for staring," he said.
"Do you like what you see?"
He pictured those opulent, bright red lips clamped around his cock, and suddenly felt very horny. "Yes, very much," he replied.
"As long as you're not finding fault, you can stare as long as you want.
"You're quite attractive, and so far I haven't seen anything to find fault with. I like your voice, and the way you laugh. It's very sexy."
"I hope so," she said, chuckling again. "I work at being sexy."
"I don't think you have to work very hard," he said. "You're a happy person, aren't you?"
"Honey, I've got the world by the tail, and I intend to make the most of it while I can. Mae West was a sexy bombshell well into her eighties, and I hope I do as well."
If Dana was right about Irene being a sure thing, and he hadn't seen anything so far to refute it, he was in for an entertaining night. "Well, you're built like her," he said, "and I hope I find out if you're as good as her reputation."
"Your honesty is refreshing." She looked him in the eye and licked her lips again, knowing he liked it. "I like a man who says what he thinks. Why do some men start handing out all the bullshit about a sign, or carry on about how important he is?"
"I don't know," Russ said, "I'm not an expert on men."
"Dana said that I'd like you, and she was right." She smiled and licked her lips again.
"Your mouth fascinates me."
She smiled coyly, and the tip of her tongue made the long, slow trek around her sensuous lips again. His eyes followed the tip of her tongue, and shivers crawled up and down his spine.
"My mouth isn't the only thing you're looking at," she chuckled.
"There's plenty to look at," he said. "What is it about my mouth that fascinates you?"
His face turned red, and his brain struggled to find the right answer. The only thing he could think of was much too crude to say to a woman he barely knew. Even if he did know that he was going to fuck her.
"Now, you've suddenly gotten shy on me," she said. "If you can't tell me, take me home and show me."
"Your place or mine?"
"Which is closer?"
"Mine," he said.
"Yours it is."
She slid out of the booth and held out her hand. He gathered up the trash and held it in his left hand and her hand in his right, and dumped the trash on the way out the door. He started the engine and looked at her.
Without looking at him, she said, "Are you getting cold feet?"
"No way," he said quickly. "Dana is living with me now. She went out, but I don't know what time she'll be home."
"Honey, I don't care where she is. She can watch if she wants, I never do anything I'm ashamed of."
He put the car in gear and took the short way home. "Are you an exhibitionist?"
"Most genuinely hedonistic women are," she replied easily. "Ever done it in front of somebody?"
"No, I've never had the pleasure."
"You don't know what you're missing."
He glanced at her gorgeous legs in the dim light from the dash. They looked strong enough to break a couple of ribs, if she had as much passion as her manner implied.
She slid over next to him and rubbed her dainty hand on the inside of his thigh, stopping just short of the critical spot time after time, driving him wild. He pulled into his driveway and kissed her hard enough to rub all the lipstick off those sensuous lips, and she returned the kiss with equal passion and lots of tongue as she squeezed his thigh, then broke the kiss and leaned her head back.
"I like the way you kiss," he said softly.
"Is that what fascinates you about my mouth?"
"Not entirely," he said. "I can picture your lush red lips around my cock, rubbing off all that lipstick."
She kissed him and clung to his mouth like a leech for what seemed like five minutes, then untangled herself and said quietly, "You'd better take me inside. A car seat isn't one of my favorite places to fuck."
She tossed her handbag in a chair and slithered into his arms, pressed her body to him and put her arms around his neck. She rode his leg, ground her mound against his crotch, and tried to bore holes in his chest with her fat, very hard nipples, and by the time the kiss ended, he was about ready to explode.
He put his hands under her jaunty ass and pulled her close and arched one eyebrow sharply. "Would you like a drink?"
"No," she replied quickly, "I want you." She kissed his lips quickly and stepped back. "I know you like my shorts and top, but you don't mind if I take them off, do you?"
"Dana is a master of understatement," he said, "and you're her equal."
She gazed into his eyes as she unzipped her shorts and let them fall. "We're two of a kind, your daughter and I," she said softly.
Did he believe that Dana was taking off her clothes for a man right about then so he could enjoy the pleasures of her sensual young body, so he could do that things with her that he was going to do with Irene? Yes, he had to, just as he had to admit that Irene was correct in her assessment. Funny, he had never thought of Dana that way, even though he had fucked her and knew perfectly well that she was not only thoroughly skilled in the arts of sex, she was one of the most sensual women he'd ever known.
"I was married once, Russ," Irene said. "He liked to fuck other women, but he didn't want me to fuck other men. Did you do that to your wife?"
He shook his head. "No, I was true blue and loyal," he said, "probably to a fault."
"Not all faults are bad." She pulled her top over her head and let him eyeball her naked body without the least hint of false modesty. She wasn't wearing underwear and her tits were large and firm, her womanly hips looked solid, and the lush bush between her shapely thighs drew attention to her garden of pleasure. "I like variety as much as he did, and suggested that we swap, but he wouldn't hear of it. He even objected when I wore thong bikinis. He said that my ass was too nice, and he didn't want other men to ogle me."
His eyes wandered slowly up and down her body, and he marveled again at the loveliness of the naked female form. His prized possession felt the same way. "I don't see anything wrong with a woman wearing a thong bikini if she has a nice ass, like yours."
She smiled sweetly. "I like a man with a broad mind." She walked to him quickly, unzipped his pants and fished his cock out. "Oh, my, I got real lucky this time," she said softly as she yanked his dick roughly.
"Don't pull the damned thing off," he muttered as he unbuttoned his shirt.
"I'm sorry," she giggled softly. "Being with you, my girlfriend's father, like this, really turns me on."
By the time he was naked, she had his cock fully erect, so hard it felt like an iron bar or a stick of dynamite. Well, maybe more like a pipe bomb. The bedroom was too far away, and the couch was big enough for both of them.
She picked up her handbag as she passed the chair, gliding along with a seductive, fluid grace, and set her bag on the floor. She pushed him onto his back and slithered on top of him, her satiny skin whispering faintly against his as she stretched out full length, her firm, stiff-nippled mounds digging into his chest and her toes doing a little dance along his shins. The combination made his prick throb and punch her flat belly.
She giggled softly and writhed. "I'm so glad you brought me home with you," she whispered, her voice husky and deep, filled with eroticism and intimacy.
"I hope I don't disappoint you," he said. "I'm no longer a young stud who can go all night."
"I have every faith in you," she cooed. "Besides, I'm no longer a spring chicken either."
"You couldn't prove it by me," he laughed. "You're a vibrant woman, and very sexy."
"I know you're lying, but I like it anyway."
"If you keep wiggling that way, you're going to make me cum. Your body feels great."
"So does yours," she giggled. "I love the feel of your cock between my thighs. I like the feel of a man's body against mine."
She kissed him and plunged her tongue into his mouth as she reached between her legs, squeezed his cock, and moaned with exhilaration. He caressed her bare ass with his right hand and fondled one of her plump tit mounds with his left hand, and she moaned lustily into his mouth, her mind and body burning with excitement.
She sat up and looked at her tits. "God, my nipples are so hard!" She leaned over and her large tits swung down and buried his face. She shook her chest, and the luxurious mounds pummeled his cheeks gently.
She kissed him again, then held her left tit and rubbed the nipple over his lips. He took the resilient mound away from her and cuddled it with both hands and opened his mouth wide. He squeezed her tit, took nipple, areola and as much of her tit as he could into his mouth, the tip of his tongue cavorting around the circumference of the nipple before he sucked on it.
She got on her knees over his face and said teasingly, "What do you think of that?" Her pussy had leaked so much, she knew her slit was dripping, but that wasn't what she was talking about.
Her mound was pudgy and the hair in her crotch had been removed, and the bright red outer lips startled him, then he realized that it wasn't a natural color. "Fantastic," he chuckled. "I've never seen a lipsticked pussy."
He licked her slit, and she shivered and goose bumps popped out all over her lush body.
"Reminds you of a mouth, doesn't it?"
"It is a mouth," he said, "and I think you have it backwards. A woman paints her mouth to remind a man of a pussy. When did you paint it?"
"Before I left home," she chuckled. "It's a lipstick specially formulated not to rub off, and we carry a full line of colors in the store. It's meant for the other lips, but I like to experiment."
"I'm glad you do." He opened her slit and licked it. "The inside is such a pretty pink color, and it tastes delicious."
"Displaying myself this way makes me feel so wanton," she said softly, looking down at him and caressing his brow.
"You like to feel wanton, don't you?"
"Oh, darling, I love it!"
He put his hands behind her ass and pulled gently. "Come closer, let me eat you."
Her fervor increased by leaps and bounds. "Hold that thought, I want to suck your cock."
"Be careful," he warned, "your mouth looks so inviting, and once you get my cock in it, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back."
"Oh, you will if you try hard," she said with a chuckle.
"Hard is right. The damn things feels like it's going to burst."
She ran the tip of one little finger over her lips. "Thick lipstick turns you on, doesn't it?"
"Yeah," he replied eagerly.
She leaned over, took a tube from her handbag and repainted her mouth, doing the job perfectly without the aid of a mirror, then gave him a seductive smile and licked her lips.
Her nipples grazed his body as she leaned over and scooted backward and got on her hands and knees between his legs. He sat up and watched her. She looked so arousing on her knees with her ass in the air and her tits dangling.
She licked his prick all over, then curled her tongue around the knob and held it as she lowered her head slowly and swallowed him, right down to the root, and her lips touched his groin.
"God, that feels terrific," he murmured, his voice laced with passion.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Gurgling with exhilaration, Irene bobbed her head up and down and twisted it all around, breathing hard as she got more and more turned on. She felt a gallon of juice flood her hole as she gobbled Russ's cock with gusto, scraping it with her teeth, teasing his balls with delicate fingers, doing everything she could think of to make her cocksucking as exciting as possible.
She lifted her head and smiled. "God, I love the way a cock feels in my mouth, and yours fills my mouth so full."
"You can suck it again later. Your mouth is too good. If you keep sucking it now, I'll cum before I can fuck you." Effortlessly, he lifted her and sat her on his chest with her furry cleft at his chin and stared into the exquisite crevice barely visible through the thick brown curls. "You're so wet," he whispered.
"Because I'm so excited," she said softly. "You're a good lover."
He cupped her lush buns and stuck out his tongue as he pulled her closer, and the soft-crisp curls at the top of her slit tickled the end of his tongue. He looked up, across her flat stomach, between her big tits, at her face as his tongue went deep into her.
"Oooooooooo," she breathed, "that feels marvelous."
He withdrew his tongue and smacked his lips. "Your hole is as sweet as I expected. I like the taste of honey."
She looked down at him and smoothed the hair back from his brow. "The number of men who don't genuinely like to eat pussy is appalling. Girls do it so much better. Most of the time, when a man even makes the effort, all a girl gets is a lick and a promise, and a weak promise at that."
If she knew that girls licked pussy better, that meant she'd been licked by a girl, which meant she was bisexual. Since she and Dana were good friends, that led to the obvious conclusion that Dana was probably bisexual. He hoped so. Bisexual women excited him.
"I promise to give your pussy a good licking," he chuckled. "Eating your sweet pussy is a pleasure I wouldn't miss for the world. Tell me if you want me to lick you a particular way. I don't object to guidance, and if I don't get it right the first time, I'll keep trying until I do."
"Now, that's a promise I can live with," she chuckled. She spread her cunt lips with her fingers, revealing the luscious, pink interior and let him look at the sumptuous flesh.
"Ummm, that looks scrumptious," he said softly.
"Then help yourself, baby," she panted as she slid forward and sat on his face. "Eat me good, I love to cum on a tongue." She grabbed his hands and put them on her tits. "Play with my tits while you suck me off."
He kneaded her hefty tits as he mashed his lips into the gooey gash between her shapely thighs and thrust his tongue into her dripping channel, filling her with carnal pleasure. The thrilling penetration made her suck in her breath sharply, and she ground her snatch on his face and leaned forward, pressing her fleshy tits against his strong hands.
He took his time, playing in her twat with his tongue, delving into her depths to taste her beguiling flavor, and licking her slit, from her asshole to her clit. Sighing with satisfaction and twitching quickly, she put her hands on the bed by his head and squirmed on his face. He licked a little faster and dug his fingers into her tits, flooding her with rapture.
"God, your tongue feels so good," she panted. "You really know how to lick a pussy." Suddenly twitching and bucking harder, she moaned, "My clit, baby, lick my clit!"
He released her tits and grabbed the cheeks of her plump, fidgeting ass with both hands, and her slick snatch filled his mouth as he tongued her clit with alacrity.
"Oh, God, baby, you're really getting me good," she wailed. "Going to cum, baby, going to fill your mouth with cum."
A gallon of delectable, sweet girl cream gushed down her spastic channel and coated the lower half of his face, and he gulped and swallowed and licked and sucked for more.
White heat engulfed her bucking body, her pussy spasmed again and again, and in her frantic fury, she nearly smothered him with muggy cunt flesh.
He waited until her passion peaked, then pushed on her hips, urging her to back off. She leaned down and glued her lips to his, plunged her tongue far into his mouth, then scooted backward and squatted over his loins, grabbed his prick and yanked it hard.
"Gorgeous cock," she panted as she ran the head up and down the length of her slit, "just what I need."
"Damn, you're a hot witch, aren't you?"
"Oh, baby," she giggled, "don't you know it!"
"Do you ride a cock as well you do a tongue?"
"Just watch me, baby!" She stuck the head of his cock in the mouth of her sopping cunt and slowly lowered her ass until her plump mound bumped into his groin. "Ohhhhhh, it feels so fucking good," she whispered, bouncing gently up and down on his rampant shaft. "Fuck with me, baby!"
He lunged up as hard as he could, spearing her with his long lance, knocking the breath out of her. He didn't expect her cunt to be so tight and dynamic. Her sheath felt like the inside of a bottle of oil, super slick and hot as fire.
"Ahhh, super, baby, super," she moaned, "outstanding cock!"
"Fabulous cunt," he grunted in reply.
"Keep going, baby, fuck me as hard as you can. I'm going to cum again, baby. Ooohhh, God. baby, your big cock feels so fucking good."
She felt marvelous. She always did when she had a glorious, live cock plundering her cunt without mercy. She rode him hard, her eyes closed, her mouth agape, grunting out loud every time his cockhead hit the bottom of her tight tunnel.
He bucked his hips off the couch, trying to keep up with her furious lunges, then gave up the effort to hold onto her ass and grabbed her swinging tits and tweaked her fat, swollen nipples. She was more hot-blooded than he expected, and he wondered if she was going to fuck him half to death before he satisfied her pent-up hunger.
Abruptly, her wails of fulfillment shattered the stillness of the room, and she plunged down as hard as she could, bouncing her ass off his groin as she soared breathlessly toward her climax. "Harder, baby," she yelled, "fuck me harder!"
He gave her everything he had, his extra effort sparked her orgasm, and cream flooded her canal, oozed between her swollen pussy lips and trickled down his pulsating shaft and over his balls.
She stared at him with the dregs of lust in her eyes, her face relaxed. She tightened her cunt around his shaft and whispered, "That was fabulous, baby. You fuck as well as you lick pussy."
He rolled her over and sprawled on his belly between her legs. "And you ride a cock as well as you suck one," he chuckled.
"Aren't you going to cum?"
"Later," he said, "after you cum some more."
She pushed herself up on her elbows and gave him a big smile. "Thank you for being so thoughtful, darling."
He looked at the junction of her shapely thighs, at her meaty mound and the brown fur trimmed away to reveal her pretty pink slit. "Your pussy is very pretty," he said softly.
"Thank you." She tousled his hair and chuckled. "You're not only a good lover with a big cock, you're also full of fine words."
"You're so beautiful, so seductive, so sexy. I like to look at you."
"Do you also like to fuck me?"
"That goes without saying," he replied.
"Then do it again."
He reached between her legs and stroked the tender pink lips of her pussy.
She shivered and moaned when the tip of his finger brushed her clit, then threw her legs wide apart and thrust her feet in the air. "Fuck me hard," she hissed.
"My pleasure," he murmured.
Dana parked next to her father's car, hoping he'd brought Irene home with him. If he was home this early, by himself, that meant he'd hadn't fucked Irene, and that would be a shame.
She walked into the living room and saw a pair of feet sticking up from the couch, and knew he hadn't let her down.
She had to go through the living room to get to the hall that led to the bedrooms, and she held her breath and tiptoed through quickly, hoping her father wouldn't see her. She didn't want to disturb him. She had experienced an interruption a couple of times and knew how frustrating it could be.
In the hall, she stopped, turned around and stood next to the wall, in the shadows where she couldn't be seen, and watched without compunction. She knew Irene wouldn't care, and didn't think her daddy would either.
Russ stared at Irene's hairy seam and the pinkish-brown lips stretched around his dick. She bucked up, pushing her tight sheath onto his shaft. He grabbed her lush hips and snapped his hips forward, and she moaned out loud. He thrust again and buried his cock completely, filling her to the brim.
"God, your cock is so fucking big," Irene gasped. "I swear, it reaches all the way up to my bellybutton:"
"You're a fine piece of ass," he panted, "so tight, so hot and juicy, a real horny bitch!"
Dana giggled to herself. Oh, you 've got that right, Daddy! That's why I set you up with her.
Russ pulled back slowly and watched Irene's pussy lips cling to his cock as it emerged from her hole, and held the head just inside her sheath, savoring the sensation.
Irene wiggled her hips and whimpered, "Come on, baby, don't torment me, fuck me!"
He shoved his long prong in hard, and her big tits jiggled.
"Yeah, that's the way," she murmured. "Fuck me hard! Really pound my cunt!"
He fondled her pliant tits and fucked her the way she wanted, his thrusts deep and hard and often, rocking her with the fast pace of his hard-driving dick.
Her face glowed with pleasure. The head of his cock rubbing her G spot felt wonderful, and each time he thrust into her, she got hotter and wetter. His thick, rampaging prick filled her chock full, and juice oozed from her hot crack and dribbled over the cheeks of her ass.
He hammered her tight sheath with the diligence of a machine-a power-packed fucking machine. A deep flush covered his face, his chest heaved with exertion, and a churning knot in his belly warned him that he was close to dumping his load in her terrific twat. He slid his right hand down to her crotch, thrust two fingers between her cunt lips and agitated her love button.
"Oh, fuck, baby," she moaned, "that's fucking fabulous! You really know how to fuck!"
He thrust faster and rubbed her erect clit with a furious motion, and her tits bobbed and swayed in time with his thrusts. She panted heavily, her lovely face burning with lust, grunting from the force of his brutal thrust as she finished her own climb up the golden stairs, bucking and screwing her hips around as she went over the top with a loud wail.
His balls boiled and his gut twisted in knots. With one last mighty heave, he slammed into her cunt as hard as he could go and held his groin tight against hers.
"Cum in my mouth, baby," she yelped, "cum in my mouth!"
He pulled out and grabbed his cock in his right hand and grabbed a handful of hair with his left hand and yanked her head up. She opened her mouth wide and he pumped his prick and shot cum on her face. She covered his knob with her mouth and the rest of his hot fuck cream poured down her throat. She reached into her crotch and flogged her clit as he coated her mouth and gullet with his milky essence.
My God, that's awesome, Dana thought feverishly. She turned and hurried down the hall.
Irene and Russ quivered and jerked and writhed until he was drained and her orgasm subsided. She sighed deeply and lay back, and his dick slid out of her mouth and hung limp and red and shiny with her saliva.
"What a fantastic fuck," he croaked.
She sighed and licked her lips. "There are lovers and good lovers, baby, but you're a terrific lover."
"I want to see you again," he said.
"Come on, baby," she snickered, "be honest. You want to fuck me again."
"Yes, but I want to spend some time with you, too. I like you."
"The feeling is mutual, darling. Next time, we'll go to my place. I've got mirrors all over my bedroom. I like to watch myself when I fuck. I'll give you a real good blow job and you can fuck me in the ass. I love it that way."
"You're something else," he said. "On one condition," she said. "Don't get serious and moon-eyed about us. I know that I'm a fine piece of ass, and you're a superb lover with a big cock. If you can handle that, we'll fuck until we get tired of each other."
"I can handle that," he said.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
When Russ came into his bedroom, wearing just his pants, Dana was reclining on a stack of pillows on his bed, naked, with a dreamy look on her face.
"Daddy, come here quick and kiss me," she said quietly.
If there was on thing he had learned in the last few days, it was that strange things went on in his house since his daughter came to live with him. He sat on the side of the bed and kissed her, and she abruptly jerked as if his tongue was a high voltage electric line.
He started to pull away, and she put her hand behind his head and mashed his mouth against hers and bucked and jerked and mewled into his mouth. He pulled her hand away and sat back, looking at her as if she was an alien.
"What the hell is going on?"
"I've got a big old pink jelly vibe stuck up my pussy," she giggled. "I was ready to go off just as you came in the door, and I wanted a kiss while I came." She opened her legs and turned off the vibrator, but left it in her pussy and left her legs open, just in case he wanted to look now and then.
He shook his head and laughed out loud. "Foolish me, I thought I was going to have a conventional father/daughter relationship when you came back into my life."
"Conventional can be so boring," she said.
"Why the vibrator, didn't you have a date tonight?"
"The vibrator was because I wanted to cum," she said, as if the answer was obvious. "I stood in the hall and watched you and Irene, and got turned on. And I didn't have a date. I went over to see Charlie."
"What did you see, with Irene and me, I mean?"
"A few minutes of plain vanilla fucking, then you pulled out and shot off on her face and stuck your cock in her mouth. That's when I got so excited, I had to run in here and get myself off."
"Why here? Why not your own room?"
"Because I knew you would come in here after she left. How did you like Irene's pussy?"
"Her pussy is just fine, honey, and so is the rest of her."
"Yeah, she's really built, isn't she?"
"That isn't what I meant," he said. "She's a nice person, and I enjoy being with her."
"Where did you take her for dinner?"
"Would you believe, a fast food joint for a burger and fries and a shake."
Dana smirked with smug satisfaction. "See what I mean, that's hardly conventional, is it?"
"Okay, you've made your point. You did have a point, didn't you?"
"How old would you say she is? I know she didn't tell you, so you'll have to guess."
"Oh, about forty," he mused, "maybe even forty-five." He paused, thought a moment, then said, as if speaking to himself, "No, forty-five is too old. Her body is so firm and her skin isn't wrinkled. She's got these little crow's feet by her eyes, but she smiles a lot. People who smile a lot have them, even young people."
Dana waited until he ran down, then said quietly, "She's fifty-five, Daddy."
Russ looked at his daughter sharply. "You're kidding me."
"Why would I kid you?"
"Well, I don't know, but she couldn't be that old. She's too tight and too juicy to be anything over forty."
"Exercises will keep a pussy tight, and hormones will keep it juicy," Dana said. "She works for me, remember, and I have all of her vital statistics on file. If you had known her age, would it have made any difference?"
"Well, I might not have expected so much from her."
"If I know her, and I do, you got a hell of a lot more than you expected anyway," Dana laughed. "Are you going to see her again?"
"Yes, and her age won't make any difference. Except maybe I'll marvel a little more that she's so lively."
"How many times did you fuck her?"
"Just once," he replied, then the ease with which he answered hit him right between the eyes. 'Talking to my daughter this way ought to mortify me, but it doesn't."
"I'm not just your daughter, Daddy," she said sweetly, "I'm also your lover, and lovers who can't talk to each other about everything are in trouble." She pulled the vibrator out of her pussy, licked it all over, then laid in on the bed. "We aren't in trouble, are we?"
He was staring at the vibrator, and didn't hear the question. "You're bisexual, aren't you?"
She put her hand under his chin and pulled his head around and looked straight into his eyes. "Of course, Daddy, a girl isn't total unless she does it every way it can be done. You want to watch me go down on a girl, don't you?"
"What gave you that idea?"
"I see it in your eyes, Daddy."
"You could be mistaken," he said, hoping his voice didn't betray him too.
"Daddy, my boutique made money the first year, which is very unusual, and last year, I cleared a hundred grand. Just in case I have to draw you a picture, I didn't make that kind of money without being able to read people, know what they want even if they won't admit it to themselves."
"You're my daughter, and fathers don't have those idea about their daughters."
"But virile guys with strong libidos have those idea about their lovers, and I'm your lover, and I know what you want. Open your mind, Daddy, and let me make your life really fun, give you everything that Mama never would."
"She couldn't," he said, "it just wasn't in her." He shook his head and chuckled. "Neither was I, not very often anyway. Before you came into my hospital room that night, I expected you to be like her, but you aren't. You don't even look like her."
"Daddy, if I'd had such a flat chest and skinny ass, I would have made some plastic surgeon rich," she laughed. "I got half of my genes from you, and I always figured I got my voluptuous body and strong libido from your side of the family. Speaking of ass, did Irene offer you hers?"
"You seem to know a lot about her."
"Yes, just about everything there is to know.
Did she offer you her ass?"
"What, did you two discuss what she was going to do before I even went out with her?"
"No, Daddy, I just know what she likes. Did she offer you her ass?" He voice was firmer, more impatient.
"Not tonight," he said. "She said we'd do that next, at her place, so she could watch herself in the mirrors in her bedroom."
"Now," Dana said sweetly, "that wasn't so hard, was it? Are you going to give her what she wants?"
"I'm not sure that I have any choice," he laughed, "not with both of you riding me."
Dana's expression softened and her eyes lit up like neon signs. "Riding you sounds like a marvelous idea."
"Just how often do you expect me to rise to the occasion?"
"See, your sense of humor is already improving," she laughed. "I expect you to rise to the occasion as often as necessary, and you'd might as well get used to it."
"That sounds ominous."
"Daddy, if you don't rise as often as necessary, how can you take care of your little harem?"
"I don't have a harem," he said.
"Oh, you will, Daddy," she laughed softly, "I'll see to it. I'm going to be your wife, and our relationship is going to be like an open marriage, with your devoted wife seeing to it that you have all the pussy a man could ever want. Monogamy is so conventional and monotonous."
He was going to say something else, but she pulled him down flat on the bed and kissed him, and he forgot what it was.
Her soft, sensuous lips came alive against his as she tugged his zipper down and put her hands inside his pants, hefted his cock and pulled it out. Her passion flared and she lured his tongue into her mouth and sucked it tenderly, and felt his desire throb in her hand.
She broke the kiss and murmured, "Well, it looks like Irene didn't get everything. Your cock is still as impressive as ever."
He caressed her foxy ass and shapely thighs and laughed. "If I have a heart attack, better put me in a hospital where they know you so I'll get good treatment."
She yanked his pants down and threw them across the room and ran her palms lightly over his flat belly, down the front of his thighs, up the inside of his thighs and cupped his balls in both palms. "You aren't going to have a heart attack, Daddy. Your heart is just another muscles, and it's very strong. A cock is just another muscle, too, and the more you exercise it, the stronger it gets."
She ran one hand along his cock, held it in both hands and stroked the shaft idly between her palms, then kissed the tip and curled her tongue around the head. His cock rose and pulsed in full erection.
He pushed himself up on his elbows and watched her through slitted eyes, his cock pulsing robustly. Her bag of tricks impressed him. She might be his daughter, but he certainly couldn't criticize her for a lack of creativity. "You have a golden tongue," he muttered.
She licked the head of his cock. "I'm a dynamite cocksucker, Daddy. But you probably think any girl who licks your dick is." She put her lush lips lightly around the knob and sucked gently.
"Jesus," he groaned, "if you don't stop that, you're going to get a mouthful of cum."
She licked the head of his cock. "Fine with me, but you'd better have enough left to give me a good fuck." She put her lush lips lightly around the knob and sucked gently.
He ogled her dangling, bountiful tits with avid, adoring eyes, then reached out and cupped one and licked the outside of her thigh. She turned around and lay on her side by him, and he licked and sucked her nipples, then licked the sweet skin between the large mounds.
She rolled onto her back and pushed gently on the top of his head, and he licked across her taut belly to the top of her muff. She scooted up and reclined on the stack of pillows and smiled provocatively as she spread herself open lasciviously, let him look at the exquisite, hair-lined pink seam between her gorgeous gams a moment, then put her hand behind his head and pulled his mouth to her thick-lipped twat.
"You don't need a fork for that pie, Daddy," she said softly, "just your fingers and tongue."
The plush lips were standing wide open, and he lapped her flavorful slit impetuously, captivated by the taste and the titillating fragrance.
"Get me off, Daddy," she whispered fervently. "I don't have to worry about my cock getting hard after I cum."
She tangled the fingers of her right hand in his hair, held his mouth tight against her hairy snatch and humped her ass feverishly, alternately arching and bowing her back and rocking her hips, forcing him to lick her from the top of her humid slit to her asshole.
He put a hand on each side of her snatch and gently flogged her joy button with his broad tongue, her shrill scream announced the peaking of her passion, and he jammed his forearms between her legs and licked her clit relentlessly.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Dana put her heels on Russ's shoulders and shoved him onto his back, landed on top of him and wiggled her hot, soft body all over him, rubbing her velvety tit mounds against his chest as she teased him, biting his lips, slithering her tongue into his ear, licking his lips and kissing him with intemperate passion.
His stiff prick stuck up between her smooth thighs, the head poking through the dense forest of coppery curls and probing her moist slit. He ran his hands over her silky buns and wiggled his hips up and down to tease her.
She chuckled and captured his prick between her thighs and rubbed her twat up and down on the solid shaft as she showered kisses on his lips and face and chest.
"You really want to get me worked up, don't you?"
"Of course, darling, you fuck better when you're excited."
"You've known me such a short time, and yet you know me too well."
She chuckled sexily. "I know all about guys and what turns them on." She sat astride his head and used both hands to spread the lips of her cunt and stared at his face as she offered him the luscious morsel between her legs. "Suck me off again."
He was in no position to resist, even if he wanted to. He started gobbling her savory slit, and she shifted her ass back slightly, leaned over and got his tongue on her clit. Her sex gun fired immediately, and she twisted her hips and humped her ass as his tongue swirled over her sensitive fun buzzer, screaming and wailing, riding his face and cumming tumultuously, her sweet elixir pouring into his mouth and over his face.
Her orgasm ebbed slightly, and she licked her juice off his face, then rolled onto her back, raised her knees and spread her legs wide. "Now, Daddy, darling," she whispered hotly, "fuck your wanton daughter!"
He climbed into her sexy saddle, shuddering with tremors of passion and his heart pounding with excitement.
She held his pulsing meat firmly in one hand and hissed with delight as she scrubbed the fleshy knob over her clit, priming her passions even more, then stuck the head in her hole and contracted her muscles sharply to give herself a quick stab of rapture. Intensely stimulated, she threw her ass up and took all of his cock up her cunt in one gulp and clamped her robust muscles tenaciously around his rod.
"Don't move," she whispered.
"Don't shoot," he teased, "I surrender!"
"Wise ass," she giggled. "I don't want you to shoot yet, either. I've got a little surprise for you."
She reveled in the exhilaration of having her cunt stretched by hot cock meat. Nothing else even came close to the marvelous sensation. Her vibrators and dildos paled by comparison.
She drew her legs up higher and locked her ankles behind his neck, moaned deeply, happily, as she pulled his head down, kissed him feverishly and thrust her tongue down his throat.
He propped himself up on his left elbow and played with her left tit, cupping the large mound and running his thumb idly back and forth over the distended nipple. Like her, he enjoyed letting his cock luxuriate in her lively sex channel.
"Now, Daddy," she said softly, "fuck me with your dynamite cock."
"It feels like a stick of dynamite," he muttered.
He fucked her with an easygoing cadence, his strokes long and smooth and languid, and she gasped each time the head of his cock hit the mouth of her womb. She fucked back at him, mirroring his movements, humping and twisting and swiveling her ass in wide circles.
"I love the way you fuck, Daddy," she whispered, "love the way your big cock goes so fucking deep and rocks the cradle. Not many guys can do that, and none of them fuck me as well as you do." She took a deep breath and expelled it noisily. "Bang my cunt harder, Daddy, I'm going to cum!"
He fucked her faster and harder, slamming into her sex channel turbulently, and she clung to his shoulders and stared into his eyes, her bountiful tits dancing a jig all over her chest from the force of his lunges. Her breathing became hasty, changed to acute, precipitous pants, and a bright pink pre-orgasmic blush spread over her face and chest. "Any second, Daddy. Keep fucking me ... now, Daddy, now, now, now!" She gasped, the gasp became a piercing shriek, and she came frantically, shuddering and bucking and twisting and whining.
She calmed down and looked at him with adoration in her eyes. "You fuck me so heavenly, Daddy," she said softly.
"Lightning may strike me, but I have to say it, fucking you is very enjoyable."
"If you keep fucking me so well, you're going to spoil me, and I won't want to fuck other guys."
"Dana, you mustn't....
"Shush," she interrupted. "Of course, I'll fuck other guys, but I'll fuck you more often. Have you ever fucked a girl in the ass?"
"No, I've never known a woman who liked it that way."
She straightened her legs over his shoulders and flexed her cunt muscles. "Good, I was hoping I'd be the first."
"Are you sure?"
"Oh, Daddy, I'm positive. I love it that way, and you won't be the first, so don't worry about hurting me. Your cock is slick enough from my pussy. Just push my legs back a little, and you can slide right in."
He pushed her legs back, pulled his cock out of her cunt and put the head against her asshole.
"Go ahead, Daddy," she whispered.
He pushed gently, and the head of his cock popped past her sphincter.
"Shove, Daddy," she whispered, "give me all of it."
He shoved, but gently, buried his cock to the hilt, and looked at her face. "Are you okay?"
She wiggled her ass and sighed. "Oh, Daddy, I'm just fine. Your cock feels wonderful. Put my legs back on your shoulders." He lowered her legs and she kinked her knees to open her thighs and put her right fuck finger on her clit. "Now, hold onto my legs and fuck me, Daddy. Don't be timid now, fuck my ass the same way you fuck my pussy."
He held onto her calves and fucked her carefully, slowly, staring between her legs, watching his cock going in and out of her asshole and her finger flicking rapidly over her clit.
"How do you like fucking my ass, Daddy?"
"It's different," he grunted, "a little tighter than your pussy."
She tightened her sphincter and said, "Is that better?"
"God, you little witch," he gasped, "you'll tear the skin off my cock."
"I'll loosen it, but only if you fuck me faster."
She relaxed her sphincter slightly, and he fucked her faster.
"Yeah," she breathed, "that's the way, Daddy." She saw his eyes go blank and felt his cock swell. "Wait, Daddy," she panted, "don't cum yet. I'm almost there. Let's cum together."
She strummed her clit faster and twisted her ass and whimpered, "Now, Daddy," as she popped her cork.
His cock swelled to the bursting point and erupted violently and a dense stream of jism shot into the dark depths of her ass. Her orgasm grew more intense, and she thrashed and writhed disorderly. He bellowed and picked up the pace, and she lost control, twisting like a whirling dervish, urging him to greater effort.
He felt like he was trying to ride a bucking bronco. He clung to her legs and pounded her ass with short, rapid strokes, and only her strong legs locked around his neck kept her from writhing away from him.
When his cock shriveled, she stopped wiggling and pulled his head down and held his cheeks in her palms and kissed him affectionately. "Oh, Daddy," she breathed, "that was such a good fucking. I came so hard!"
"Yeah, I could tell. You really get into it when you fuck."
She giggled. "I like to fuck, Daddy."
"You have more moves than a belly dancer. I've never fucked a woman like you."
She chuckled. "Thanks for the compliment. I took belly dancing lessons. My teacher will be glad to know that her efforts weren't wasted."
"She probably meant for you to do it standing up."
"Half of our lessons, we were lying down, Daddy, that's why we took them. You should see her fuck, she got a lot more moves than I have. You'll meet her one of these days."
"Do all the women you know...?" He didn't know how to put it without being crude or insulting.
"Yes, Daddy, they all love to fuck," she giggled. "We're all kindred spirits."
"Irene said that you and she are kindred spirits. Is that what she meant?"
"I imagine so," Dana said. "Now, you'd better let me up. If I don't get rid of the load you pumped into me, I'll soak the bed."
A few minutes later, she called him into the bathroom and washed and dried his prick with loving hands, then led him back to the bedroom, using his cock as a handle. "Cuddle with me," she said. They lay on their sides with their arms around each other, their bodies pressed together from chest to knees. She pressed her lips wetly against his and gave him her sweet tongue as she crooked her fingers and dragged her nails lightly from the crack of his ass to the base of his neck, going up and down his backbone several times.
His hands wandered down her back and caressed the curvy cheeks of her magnificent ass. She had excellent muscle tone, but she was voluptuous and soft and curvy, the way he thought a woman ought to be.
She kissed the tip of his nose and fondled his cock. "Have you ever fucked a black girl?"
"No," he said. "You wouldn't believe the dull life I've led, honey. I don't remember the last time I did something exciting. Until you came into my life, I mean."
"You'd better clarify it," she laughed.
"Why did you ask about a black girl?"
"One of my girlfriends is black. Well, she's not really that black, more like mahogany. She's younger than I am, and not as voluptuous, but she's as hot as a bonfire. You'll love her tits. They're real solid and so pointy, it looks like she stuck them in a pencil sharpener. If you want to try some chocolate pussy, I'll set it up."
"I don't care what flavor it is," he laughed.
"That's what I thought."
"I don't think I have much choice anyway," he said. "When do I meet her?"
"One day next week. Charlie is coming over Saturday to apologize for running into you, even though it wasn't her fault. She said she'd bring a gourmet dinner and the wine." She untangled herself from his arms and sat up and looked at his cock. "Are you sleepy?"
"A little," he said.
She stroked his cock a couple times, then squeezed it firmly and said, "I'll give you something to dream about."
She went down on him and gave him the best blow job he'd ever had.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Dana came into the living room wearing gold lame lounging pajamas and fuck-me sandals, and Russ gave her a long, greedy look. "Damn, honey, you look terrific," he said. "Thank you, Daddy. Everything I'm wearing, I sell."
"How much are you wearing?"
"Just the pajamas and shoes," she laughed. She stood in front of his chair and leaned over and put her hands on the arms. "Look," she said softly.
He looked down the front of her top and ogled her luscious tits, then sniffed deeply. "Whatever perfume you're wearing, it's fabulous."
"Female pheromones," she chuckled. "Makes your cock hard, doesn't it?"
"Stiff as a board," he said.
She licked his lips and gave him a big smooch. "That's the way it ought to be. What good is a cock unless it's hard?"
"Maybe Charlie will leave early," he muttered.
"Oh, you'll get taken care of very well tonight, Daddy. Be kind to Charlie, she's doing her best to make up for what happened. When she gets here, will you give her a hand bringing everything in?"
"That goes without saying, honey," he replied. "I'd be a gentleman, even if I was angry with her ... which I'm not. If I hadn't been where I was at that particular moment, it wouldn't have happened. If she hadn't been where she was at that particular moment, it wouldn't have happened. So, the way I see it, it was fate, and neither of us could have prevented it."
The doorbell rang, and Dana went to answer it. She brought Charlie into the living room and said, "I think you two know each other in passing."
"Cute," Charlie laughed.
"Hello, Charlie," Russ said, holding out his hand. "Welcome, I'm glad you came."
Charlie took his hand and said, "Does that mean you're not angry with me?"
"That's exactly what it means." Russ held onto her hand and openly admired her. She was a fairly tall blonde with bright blue eyes and stupendous tits. She was wearing a sheer red blouse with no bra, a pleated red miniskirt and red pumps, and she looked delicious. "Dana has described several of her girlfriends, but she neglected to describe you. Now, I see why. You're so beautiful, it would be hard to do you justice."
"My, my," Charlie said, taking his hand, "such flowery words. If you keep that up, you'll turn my head."
"Watch him," Dana said, "he's a smoothie with a glib tongue."
"My favorite kind," Charlie said. "What do you want me to call you?"
"In time for dinner," Russ laughed. "Dana says you're an excellent cook. Seriously, my name is Russ, so that's okay to start."
"Okay, Russ, what do I call you later?"
"Anything that comes into your mind."
"You are a smoothie," Charlie said. "If you'll let me have my hand back, I'll bring everything in."
"I'd rather hold your hand," Russ said, "but I'll go get the stuff."
"The van's unlocked," Charlie said. She watched Russ go, then looked at Dana and grinned as she raised her arms over her head I and did a little bump and grind.
Dana giggled and said, "You like, huh?"
"Oh, yeah," Charlie agreed. "Is his cock I really as big as you said?"
"You'd better believe it," Dana said. "I know you're going to love riding it."
"And sucking it," Charlie said, "you know how I love to suck cock. Does he know what's going on?"
"Well, I haven't told him, but he's probably guessed. He's very perceptive. He can read a girl's mood, and know just how to treat her."
"Thank you for asking me to do a threesome with you. Any threesome is fun, but doing it with a girl and her father or brother is real special. Who gets him first?"
"You're the guest, darling," Dana replied.
"You aren't going to interrupt before I get off, are you?"
"God, no," Dana said. "I love to watch you cum, and I'm really looking forward to watching you ride Daddy's big cock."
Charlie grabbed Dana's hand and dragged her into the kitchen, turned her around and gave her a big hug. "Oh, fuck, darling, I'm so happy," she whispered. "I hope Russ can fuck all night, I'm so fucking turned on, I can hardly stand it! Are we going to do each other while he watches?"
"Oh, darling, we're going to do everything. He said that he wanted to watch me go down on a girl, and I promised I'd find one."
"You two have really developed an unusual bond."
"Yeah, and a kinky one, too," Dana laughed. "That's the best kind," Charlie said with a lusty chuckle. "Just thinking about your daddy watching you eat me makes my pussy wet enough to swim in. I wish we had time for you to suck me off right now."
"No way, darling," Dana said. "You're just the way I want you, supercharged and raring to fuck."
Russ brought in several large Styrofoam containers and stacked them on the kitchen counter.
Dana said, "You two go in the living room and have a drink. I'll call you when I get everything on the table."
"I'm the caterer," Charlie said, "serving is part of my job."
"You cooked everything, but you're not on the job," Dana said, "you're our guest." She swatted Charlie lightly on the ass. "Get your pretty ass out of here and let me take care of everything."
Russ took Charlie's hand and took her to the living room and seated her on the couch. "What can I get you to drink?"
When Charlie sat down, she let her short skirt ride up and crossed her legs to display most of one shapely thigh. "I brought a bottle of a new wine I want to try," she said, "but Dana chased me out of the kitchen before I could get it."
"Well, let's see if she'll let me in," Russ said.
He went into the kitchen and patted his daughter on the ass. "Why do I have the feeling that you're up to something?"
Dana craned her neck over her shoulder and gave him a quick kiss, then laughed softly. "You know me, Daddy, I'm always up to something. But I haven't disappointed you yet, have I?"
"Don't take unreasonable chances for me, honey. A threesome would be fun, but not at the risk of letting our secret out."
"I'm not taking any chances, Daddy. Charlie is okay."
"Whatever that means," he said. He found the wine and uncorked it and took it back to the living room. He poured a little wine into a glass, took a sip and said, "Ummm, this is delicious."
"I'm glad you approve," Charlie said. God, he's so handsome, and so debonair. Fucking a girl and her daddy is so kinky, but I love kinky! She shivered inwardly with horny delight. I know that I'm shameless, but I don't care. I have so much fun. "I'm always looking for something new and different."
Russ poured two glasses, gave Charlie one, and sat across from her, and his eyes instantly went to her exposed thigh. "Dana said that you're a very special friend. Exactly what does that mean?"
Charlie smiled coyly, uncrossed her legs and left them open. "We have a lot in common," she said.
"That could mean almost anything."
Charlie sipped her wine and parted her legs a little more. "Ummm, this is good."
Russ sipped his wine and looked up her skirt without trying to hide his interest, and was pretty sure he was looking at her bush. He was pretty sure what his daughter was up to, and wondered how she found such a foxy, ravishing girl who would keep her mouth shut about their little secret. "Dana says you're doing well in your business," he said.
Charlie took another sip of wine and parted her legs a little more. The way he's looking up my skirt-what little there is of it to look up-is exciting. I like a guy who doesn't try to hide his interest. I wonder if he knows he's looking at my pussy. I'm glad I don't usually wear panties. In a few minutes, I'll open my legs a little more and give him a better look. "It's coming along," she said. "I don't make as much as Dana does with her store, and probably never will, but I enjoy what I'm doing."
"I think satisfaction is more important than how much money you make," Russ said. "Within reason, of course. We might be moving toward a cashless society, but that doesn't mean there won't be money. How did you get into catering?"
"I'm very good at two things, Russ. One of them, I won't do for money, and the other is cooking."
"Well put," he laughed.
"Dana is very good at a lot of things," Charlie said.
"Yes, she is," he replied. "I learn more about my daughter every day."
"That could mean anything," Charlie laughed, mimicking his earlier comment. She glanced at his crotch, tried to picture his cock, but she couldn't tell much. If looking at her pussy had any effect on him, it wasn't showing. "You can be very proud of your daughter. She's intelligent and compassionate and witty and charming and a hundred other adjectives. Half of her genes come from you, remember."
"I am very proud of her," he replied. "You actually did me a favor by running into me, you know. If you hadn't, I don't know when Dana and I would have gotten back together. Did they have to replace the transmission in your van?"
"They wanted to repair it, but I stood my ground and made them replace it." Charlie deliberately squirmed and opened her legs a little further, drank the last of her wine and held out her glass for a refill.
"I think Charlene is a very pretty name," Russ said. "How did you get the nickname?"
"I was a real tomboy." Charlie surreptitiously arched her back to make her tits stand out more, just to show that she was really a girl, and her erect nipples showed plainly. "For years, I could take my older brother in wrestling. Mom made us stop when I started developing. I still take him, but we haven't wrestled in a long time. Is it okay if I call you Daddy? Dana does, and I don't want to make her uncomfortable by calling you Russ."
Her veiled reference to taking her brother told him why she wanted to call him Daddy and what Dana meant when she said Charlie was okay. "Sure, I don't mind."
Dana stuck her head around the corner and said, "Dinner's on, you're going to love it, Daddy. We're having beef Wellington and all the trimmings."
Charlie put her glass on the coffee table and stood. Her skirt stayed around the top of her thighs, and she left it a moment so Russ would know he had been looking at her pussy. She looked at him, smiled coyly and pushed it down, then took his hand said, "Shall we?"
"Yeah," Russ said, his voice husky. He cleared his throat. "You are a beautiful young woman, Charlie."
"Thank you, Daddy, it's nice of you to notice."
Dana watched the interplay with amusement. "He would have to be blind not to notice," she quipped. "He could see how sexy you are even if he was impotent. And you aren't impotent, are you, Daddy?"
Russ shook his head and chuckled. "I'm onto your little game," he said.
Dana gave him a wink and said, "Charlie, you sit there and I'll sit across from you." She held the chair at the head of the table for her daddy.
"Well, it isn't often a lady holds my chair for me," he said, "especially such a pretty young lady."
"About time you noticed," Dana teased, grinning broadly.
Russ looked at Charlie.
"Don't look at me," she laughed. "I've known for a long time that she's pretty."
Dana winked at Charlie then went to her chair. Russ poured the wine and Charlie cut and served the beef Wellington.
"Hmmm," Russ said, "beef Wellington is one my favorites, and this is delicious. You are a good cook, Charlie. You said you were good at two things. I wonder what the other one is."
Charlie stuck her foot out and rubbed the top of it along the back of his leg. "If you put your mind to it, I bet you can figure it out all by yourself."
Russ looked at his daughter and said, "You're so keen on setting me up with your girlfriends, why haven't you set me up with Charlie?"
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Dana and Charlie exchanged covert winks and grinned, then Dana said, "Who says I didn't?"
"Are you going out tonight?"
"She'd better not," Charlie said quickly.
"Well, I guess that confirms my suspicions," Russ said.
"You said that you wanted a threesome with another girl," Dana said, "and Charlie's the one. You don't have to worry about her spilling the beans about our little secret. Her brother is also her lover."
"One of them," Charlie said. "I don't see him but three or four times a year, and I'm certainly not going to do without in between."
"She's like me, Daddy," Dana said. "She gets real cranky if she doesn't get it at least once a day." She thought about what she and Charlie were going to do with her daddy, and her blood heated up. "Looks like we've scarfed up all the food." She pushed her chair back and stood and her heavy tits swayed enticingly in her shimmering top. "I'll put the dishes in the dishwasher, then we'll have coffee and brandy in the living room."
"I'll help," Charlie volunteered.
Russ got up and went into the living room without speaking and sat in his chair, his cock twitching and the temperature of his blood going up by the second as he waited for his scandalous daughter and her lascivious girlfriend to join him.
Dana loaded a tray with coffee and brandy and carried it to the living room, and she and Charlie sat on the couch, their hips touching. Charlie toyed with Dana's long red hair as Dana poured the coffee and brandy, and Russ watched them with carnal expectation in his eyes.
Charlie sat very straight, her tits thrust out, showing them off for Russ as she looked at him steadily. When Dana sat up, Charlie nuzzled her neck and cooed, "Oooooo, you smell so delicious."
They left their coffee and brandy sitting on the table. They didn't need the caffeine to stimulate their central nervous systems, or the brandy to fire them up.
Charlie glanced at Russ and straightened her back a little more, thrusting her tits out further, and the large mounds strained against the clingy material of her blouse, looking as if they might burst free any second.
Russ drank his coffee and brandy and watched silently. His daughter had planned something special, just for him, and he wasn't going to interject himself and spoil it.
Charlie put her arm around Dana's shoulders and snuggled closer and pushed her right tit against Dana's upper arm. A sweet ache spread from her crotch up to her tits, and juice gushed into her hot cleft. She glanced at Russ again and spread her legs wide, her short skirt rode up her thighs, and he had a perfect view of her pretty blonde twat.
Dana glanced at her daddy and smiled lecherously, then turned and aimed her mouth at Charlie's as her hand dropped to the blonde's knee and glided smoothly between her thighs. The tips of their tongues touched, then their lips came together slowly in a sensual lesbian kiss. Dana ran her tongue deep into Charlie's mouth as her fingers teased the silken flesh between Charlie's knee and crotch, then she put her dainty hand over the blonde's sexy mound.
"Oooooo," Charlie breathed.
Dana's father watching them make out excited Charlie, more than she had been excited in a long time. She caressed Dana's abundant tits through the shimmery pajama top, sucked on her tongue, thrust her cunt at Dana's hand, and her stinging clit popped up.
As Dana caressed Charlie's warm snatch, her nipples grew hard under the deft twiddling of Charlie fingers and her clit erected and shot hot thrills up her cunt. Making out with this blonde bunny in front of her daddy was awesome.
Charlie's full, sensuous lips writhed over Dana's and her tongue fluttered delightfully in the redhead's mouth. Their hands roamed impatiently over each other as they savored and stroked and felt, letting the anticipation build.
Dana nibbled Charlie puffy lower lips and rubbed her mound. "Your pussy is so hot," she whispered.
"I'm so turned on, I'm about to burst," Charlie said breathlessly.
Charlie looked at Russ through misty eyes and hunched her cunt at Dana's hand as she reached into the top of Dana's pajamas and slowly lifted one swollen tit mound through the opening. She licked the lovely pink nipple, and it peaked voluptuously. "Magnificent," she breathed. "I love the way your tit stands up by itself, and your long, thick nipples really turn me on."
"Take the other one out," Dana said hoarsely. "You know how I love to have them handled."
"And I'm just the girl to do it," Charlie giggled as she lifted the wanton redhead's other hefty tit out of the pajama top.
Dana lay back and gazed lovingly at her daddy as Charlie caressed her tits and licked her nipples. Then she sat up and unbuttoned Charlie blouse, turned Charlie toward him and pushed her blouse open. "Look at her tits, Daddy," she said softly, cupping the blonde's tits and pointing the stiff nipples at him, "aren't they simply magnificent?" She ran her thumbs over Charlie's nipples, making them a little stiffer.
Russ looked, long and hard, his cock stiffening and fighting with his pants. "Outstanding," he said softly.
"I hope that isn't a pun," Dana laughed. She ran her hand around and over one of Charlie large tits, then tweaked the stiff nipple. "Don't those pretty things look so suckable?" she said softly.
Russ stared candidly at Charlie's luscious bare tits and reflexively licked his lips. The thought of seeing her naked, of fucking such a stimulating young woman, hit him in the gut like an iron fist and more blood flowed into his cock, energizing it. He cleared his throat and said, "Shall we go to bed?"
A devilish little smile played around Charlie's sexy mouth. "Naw," she replied, "let's start right here." She got up and walked slowly, seductively, to Russ's chair. "Just think of me as your dessert after a fine meal." She knelt and unzipped his pants and extracted his erect prick.
"Gorgeous," she said softly as she wrapped her dainty fist around the shaft and stroked it gently. "You've been having naughty thoughts about someone, haven't you?"
"You know who," he husked. He looked at his daughter. "What about Dana?"
"What about her? She's a big girl, she can take care of herself for a while." She giggled at her play on words. "Besides, she said that I could have you first." She released his prick and pulled her dress up around her waist, paused a moment so he could look at her luxuriant blonde bush, then sat on his lap, rubbed her pussy against his cock and sighed. "You really like girls, don't you? The younger the better."
"No," he said firmly.
She leaned back and looked at him with one eyebrow arched. "Your gorgeous cock tells me something turned you on, and there's no one here but us chickens." She pressed his shaft against her slit with one hand, and it swelled and throbbed under her palm. "Or, should I say chicks?"
"You misunderstood me," he said, passion making his voice harsh. He wanted to fuck the horny young blonde so badly, his balls ached. "I like girls, but not the younger the better."
"Oh, I didn't mean it that way," Charlie giggled. "I know you're not a dirty old man, but you are a real stud who knows what to do with his gorgeous cock."
"And just how do you know that?"
"Dana told me."
"This is like a bizarre dream," he said, "a threesome with my wanton daughter and one of her hot girlfriends."
"It can be as bizarre as you like, Daddy," Charlie said softly. "You won't find two better pieces of ass in this town, probably not anywhere, and we're going to have a great time with each other." She rubbed his shaft against her hot slit as she arched her back and pointed her stiff nipples at him "Don't you like my tits?"
He stared at the large globes of mammary flesh, and his mouth watered. "They're awesome, honey," he said softly.
"Then why aren't you kissing them and playing with them?" She lifted her ass and stuck the head of his cock in her slick hole and hunched forward. "Ummmmm, fucking my girlfriend's daddy is a real kick." She squirmed her ass gently. "I love to fuck, Daddy. Don't deny me now. If I don't get off, I'll simply die."
"Well, we can't have that, can we?"
Russ touched the tip of his tongue to a dusky tit bud. Charlie shivered and pushed her tit forward, and he took the hard nipple between his lips and sucked greedily a few seconds, then released it and sucked the other nipple.
"Ummm, your nipples taste good," he muttered around the thick bud.
"Your hard cock feels wonderful in my pussy, Daddy, awesome." She squeezed her cunt muscles around the shaft, then humped and twisted faster. "Got to cum, Daddy," she whispered. "Just sit still and let me play. Don't cum yet, okay?"
"Okay," he grunted.
She put her arms around his neck and pushed her tits into his face, holding on tightly and rocking her hips. He held the shapely cheeks of her ass with both hands and let her set the pace.
Dana watched her girlfriend, getting hotter by the second, her fingers fumbling impatiently as she unbuttoned the top of her pajamas and pushed it off her shoulders, baring her upper body so she could get at her tits.
Charlie looked at Dana over her shoulder and smiled dreamily. She looked back at Russ, squirmed and bucked faster, and an expression of feverish, hedonistic excitement replaced the dreamy smile on her beautiful face. "I'm cumming," she suddenly announced to one and all.
She didn't have to tell Dana. She could tell from the blonde's face and rapid body movements. She didn't have to tell Russ, either. He could tell from the way her tight young sheath spasmed around his prick.
Charlie rode out the storm in her cunt, then slid from Russ's lap and knelt in front of him. "Now, I'm going to give you something every guy loves," she said huskily, "going to make love to your magnificent cock with my mouth and make it feel so good." With deft fingers, she unbuckled his belt and opened the top button of his pants. "Lift your ass."
She yanked his pants down his legs and over his feet and pushed his knees apart. His haughty organ stood proudly in full erection, and her mouth watered and the tip of her pink tongue frolicked over her lips as she contemplated how the hefty hunk of male meat would feel when she sucked it. She closed her right fist loosely around the shiny, swollen head and rubbed it lightly with her palm as her left hand slid down to cup his balls.
Russ stared down at the stunning blonde on her knees in front of him, unaware of anything but the lust gripping him. The muscles in his thighs trembled from the touch of her tender hands on his cock and balls, and his cock throbbed and twitched in her hand, keeping time with the ponderous beat of his heart.
Charlie touched her lush red lips to the head of his cock, and he sucked his breath in sharply and quivered. He wondered if this sensual young woman sucked cock as well as his daughter. His breath came in gasping gusts as he waited, the suspense building by the second.
Charlie's enchanting pink tongue slithered slowly out of her mouth and circled his cock-head, then stabbed at the tiny slit in the tip, provoking an emotion that made his heart flutter. He swallowed hard, panted raucously as he hunched his prick at her mouth, and she murmured with delight, opened her mouth wide and let his cock slide in.
"A cock tastes so much better when it's coated with pussy juice," Dana said quietly.
Russ stared at his daughter, sitting demurely on the couch, bare from the waist up. His eyes followed her hands as she fondled her formidable tits, and his mouth worked like a fish out of water, but not a word came out.
Blood burned through his body like hot lava as Charlie's sexy, watery mouth engulfed his cock. She cuddled his heavily veined shaft in both hands and curled her tongue around the head several times, then let his cock slide deeper into her mouth, until the tip bumped the back of her throat.
His body twitched as she sealed her lips around his shaft, tried to squash the head of his cock flat between her tongue and the roof of her mouth and sucked with hot-blooded diligence. She gurgled with happiness and swallowed noisily as she bobbed her head up and down, saliva flooding her mouth and dribbling down the shaft of his throbbing prick.
The sight of the lascivious young woman on her knees eagerly gobbling his cock right in front of his daughter made the electrifying sensations flowing through Russ doubly intense.
Dana wiggled out of her pajama pants, spread her legs, put her hand in her crotch, and agitated her clit languidly. "That sound really turns me on, Daddy," she said quietly, her voice filled with passion. "Don't you just love it when a girl keeps her mouth full of saliva and gurgles and slurps while she sucks your cock?"
Russ watched his wanton daughter fondle her tits and dabble in her pussy, and thought he might go out of his mind with lust.
"Is she a good cocksucker, Daddy?"
"Fabulous," he breathed, his eyes darting between his daughter and Charlie. His daughter was a lot more devious than he previously suspected.
"I'm going to cum, Daddy," Dana said. "Will you watch me?"
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Russ nodded quickly, eagerly. "I'll watch you, baby," he said softly.
"I'll cum so much better with you watching," she said.
His mind wallowed in the dizzying sensations driving him rapidly toward the rapturous peak of a climax. His cum slowly ballooned into a seething burden in his nuts, and the more the provocative young blonde sucked, the higher the wave of euphoria surged. He fought to hold it back, to delay the inevitable as long as possible, clenching his teeth and clamping a firm control over his emotions. He had to watch his daughter strum her clit and enjoy Charlie's hot, avid mouth on his cock.
Charlie's head bobbed up and down faster, the head of his prick went from deep in her mouth to just inside her lips, then back into her throat again, her tongue pressed his knob against the roof of her mouth, and the watery sounds spilling from her mouth became louder and more frantic.
The burden of his orgasm became so intense that every muscle in his body quivered. He wanted the remarkable feeling to last all night and struggled to keep from cumming, but knew he was fighting a losing battle against a superior force. Soon, very soon, she was going to get a mouthful of cum.
Charlie lifted her head, and let his cock slide slowly between her lips, as if reluctant to leave the gratifying confines of her hot mouth. Russ stared into her angelic face, clenching his teeth, willing his desire to subside, and breathed a somber sigh of relief as the urgency relented a tad.
Tenderly, Charlie caressed the head of his cock with her palm and slowly ran her tongue up and down the stiff shaft and murmured, "You almost came, didn't you, Daddy?"
"Almost," he panted hoarsely. "Can't hold out much longer. You have an extraordinary mouth."
Charlie looked up him and grinned. "I really like to suck cock, Daddy, and I know that I'm a good cocksucker."
"God, you've got that right," he muttered.
"I will finish you off in a minute," Charlie crooned as she fondled his cock with her tongue. "If I make your cock feel really good, will you cum a lot for me?"
"If you make it feel any better, I won't be able to stand it," he croaked.
"I want you to really empty your nuts, Daddy, and give me lots of your sweet juice."
Dana said softly, "Daddy, will watching me jack off help you cum harder?"
Charlie's soft lips nibbled down his shaft. She sucked one of his big balls into her mouth, rolled it around with her tongue, sucked the other one, then lapped at his scrotum with swift strokes of her tongue, and Russ stared at his devious daughter, his eyes glazed with lust as tendrils of fire roared through him, bringing his arousal back to the brink. He couldn't believe he was sitting there, calmly watching his daughter play with her tits and diddle her clit while her girlfriend sucked him off.
Well, not so calmly. He didn't know how he had let these two stunning, lascivious young women, one of them his own daughter, seduce him into such a kinky situation, and couldn't have cared less at the moment. He had to cum. At least he knew Charlie wanted him to cum in her mouth, and he was going to fill it to the brim!
Charlie dragged her tongue up the shaft of his cock, making it tremble and jerk, and looked up at him as she lapped his cockhead. "Show us how much cum you can give me, Daddy," she murmured. "Dana wants to watch you cum in my mouth, Daddy, and I want to feel your sweet cream shooting down my throat. You are going to give me lots of cum to eat, aren't you?"
"Yeah, oh, God, yeah, honey," he croaked, "loads and loads of the stuff!"
She gripped the base of his shaft in her right hand, held his balls in her left hand, opened her mouth wide and lowered her head again. She adapted her mouth to fit his cock to a tee, then thrust her head down abruptly, shoving the head of his cock into her throat and stretching her lips tight around his thick stem, and bobbed her head forcefully, stimulating him full-tilt, driving him toward his climax, leaving no doubt she wanted to eat his cum.
"Oh, Daddy," Dana groaned, "I'm going to cum! Watch me cum, Daddy. Oh, God, Daddy, it feels so fucking good to cum! I love to cum, Daddy! I'm going to cum so hard for you!"
The muscles in Russ's thighs knotted and quivered as he stared at his licentious daughter. A groaning sigh burst from his lips as Charlie's steamy mouth slid up and down his cock and the tension of the approaching orgasm swelled higher, demanding immediate release. Her head moved faster and faster, he struggled to hold his climax back, her zealous cocksucking defeated him, and he stared at Dana as a strong quiver raced through his body and he let his cum fly.
Jism gushed into Charlie's mouth in thick gobs, and she gurgled with happiness, swallowed quickly and continued to bob her head rapidly up and down as cum flowed from his cock in a steady stream, filling her mouth.
She milked his dick with her right hand and kneaded his balls with her left hand and sucked harder. She couldn't swallow fast enough to catch his full load of cum, and globules seeped from the corners of her mouth and trickled down her chin.
Abruptly, his cock shriveled, but instead of spitting it out, she rolled it around in her mouth, eating every last little dab of his cum. She let his limp joy stick slide from her mouth, held it in her palm and gazed at it lovingly, kissed the head tenderly, then looked at him, beaming with satisfaction for a job well done. "Was it good, Daddy? Do you like the way I suck cock?"
He sucked in air in great gulps and shuddered. "God, honey, if you had done it any better, you would have driven me crazy." He glanced at Dana. She smiled impishly, took her hand out of her crotch and spread her legs wide so he could see her pussy. He shook his head in wonder and looked back down at the audacious young blonde kneeling between his legs. "What about you, honey?"
"Oh, don't fret, Daddy," Charlie giggled, "you're going to get my pussy again. That little ride I took earlier was just a teaser." She licked her lips daintily, then smacked them loudly. "Your cum tastes good, and you must have squirted a quart of the stuff down my throat."
"The better the blow job, the more I cum, so that was a testimonial to your skill."
"Since you liked it so much, I guess I'll just have to do it some more," she said, smiling coyly.
Dana chuckled. "Watching your bawdy daughter jack off helped a little, didn't it?"
"You two are something else," he said with resignation. "How the hell did I ever let my own daughter lead me so far astray?"
"You were so easy, Daddy," Dana laughed, "like a lamb to slaughter."
Charlie chuckled sexily, straightened up and kissed him on the mouth. "The fun has just begun, Daddy. But first, I'm going to find out if you lick pussy as well as Dana says."
"And what are you going to do after that?"
"Why, darling, you're going to fuck us," Dana laughed, "again and again and again. You've got two horny girls on your hands, Daddy, and you've got to satisfy both of us completely."
"I don't know if I can satisfy either of you completely, let alone both of you," Russ said. "I don't know if anyone can!"
"Oh, well, you just do the best you can, Daddy," Dana said. "If you fall short, I've got some cute little gadgets Charlie and I can fuck each other with while you rest."
"We're going to do that anyway," Charlie laughed. She took off her blouse and wiggled out of her skirt, backed up and sat on the couch and spread her legs. "Stop wagging your tongue in the air and put it to good use, Daddy," she said sweetly. "Sucking your big cock really turned me on. Since it isn't up to doing its job yet, you can lick my clit a little."
"A little is all it takes," Dana quipped. She knelt behind her daddy, put her arms around him and gripped his cock with both hands. "Isn't her pussy pretty, Daddy?"
Whatever reservations Russ had about the kinky caper with his lascivious daughter and her equally audacious girlfriend evaporated the moment he looked at Charlie's enticing pussy. "Beautiful," he said hoarsely.
"It taste good, too," Dana said. "Show Daddy some pink, darling."
Charlie spread the lips of her pussy, exposing the sumptuous pink interior.
"Look at her big clit, Daddy," Dana said. "Doesn't it draw your tongue like a magnet?"
"Dana's clit is a lot bigger, but mine is just as sensitive," Charlie said.
Russ liked the carnal interplay between the two young women. "You two sound as if you know everything about each other," he said.
"Well, not everything" Dana said merrily, "but we're learning fast."
"We get each other several times a week," Charlie giggled. "You know, when guys don't satisfy us."
"Or just for the fun of it," Dana said.
Charlie wiggled her pussy under Russ's nose and said impatiently, "Are we going to talk all night? I thought you were going to lick my pussy."
Russ put his the tip of his finger on her love button and rubbed gently, and she squirmed and moaned low in her throat. He slid his finger down and stuck it in her sopping hole, and she squirmed harder and moaned louder.
"So hot and wet and tight," he murmured.
"Your cock is one of the biggest I've ever had, Daddy," Charlie moaned. "I loved the way it felt in me."
Dana pushed her daddy's head forward gently. "Lick her clit, Daddy," she said, her voice dropping an octave and getting very husky with excitement. "She really gets off on a tongue."
Charlie put her hands behind his head and pulled his mouth to her twat. "Make my cunt feel good, Daddy," she urged passionately. "Lick it all over, then suck my clit!"
Russ opened his mouth wide, plastered it over her hairy snatch, sucked the tender flesh gently, and the rich essence stimulated his taste buds. He ran his tongue up and down her slippery slot, then speared it into her sopping hole.
"Ohhhhhh yeah," Charlie moaned, sucking her breath in sharply and tightening her grip on his head, ready to soar into the land of enchantment. "Oooooo, Daddy, darling," she whimpered, hunching her hot box anxiously against his avid mouth, "I love your tongue."
"Eat her pussy good, Daddy," Dana said, "and make her cum real hard." She fondled it lovingly with both hands. "I'll get your cock hard while you enjoy her delectable fur pie." She rested her chin on his shoulder and had a nearly perfect bird's-eye view of his tongue in Charlie's pussy. "Oh, Daddy, this is so thrilling," she whispered hotly.
Lust swamped Russ's brain. The taste of the lustful blonde's exquisite pussy and his uninhibited daughter's hands caressing his cock electrified him, and he sucked Charlie's savory snatch as if his very life depended on it, then speared his tongue into the moist softness of her honey hole.
Charlie squirmed her muff into his face. "Oohh, yes, Daddy, lick way inside my pussy!"
He wormed his tongue deep into the bubbling depths of her twat, licked the oozing walls of her love tunnel, savoring the distinctive, intimate flavor, then alternated between sucking and licking the pulsating petals of her pussy lips.
Charlie clung to his head and humped her twat into his face urgently. "Ooohhh, Daddy, you're getting me so good, and I'm going to cum," she moaned.
Russ lashed Charlie's clit with the tip of his tongue, stabbed it into her sopping cunthole, licked her clit, and tongue-fucked her hole again, swallowing noisily, guzzling the female sex juice pouring into his mouth.
"My clit, Daddy, my clit," Charlie wailed, "lick my clit!"
"Oh, yeah, Daddy, lick her pussy good," Dana said breathlessly. "Make her cum so hard she loses her fucking mind." She stroked his cock faster as it swelled and filled her hand.
Russ put his arms under Charlie's legs and lifted the shapely limbs over his shoulders and tongued her clit furiously.
"Oh, my, what a fantastic view," Dana whispered. "I love to watch you lick her cunt, Daddy."
Charlie bounced on the couch, and he thought she would get away from him and ricochet off the couch. She clamped her thighs tightly against his ears and shook violently, and his head felt like it was caught in a vise. Astounded by the strength of her passion, he lashed her clit with his tongue, eager to give her even more pleasure.
Getting it on with Dana and her daddy added the spice necessary to push Charlie's lust to the limit, and she gave full vent to her pleasure, crying out so loud her raucous expressions of erotic bliss echoed off the walls.
"Oh, Daddy, you're really getting her," Dana whispered. "Doesn't her pussy taste good? Don't stop, Daddy, make her cum some more. She always cums a lot when I suck her cunt."
Charlie fell back on the couch, floundering around like a fish out of water, her ass thumping up and down, her head rolling from side to side as she ground her pussy into Russ's mouth, surrendering completely to her orgasm, letting her impassioned senses rule her.
Charlie's fervor subsided and Russ bored his tongue into cunt again. Girl cum gushed from her channel in torrents, and he sucked at her hole, drinking the copious outpouring of delicious nectar with gusto. He tried to suck her dry, but the task was impossible. The more he sucked, the more her succulent juice flowed. He smacked and slurped and guzzled noisily so she would know how much he liked eating her pussy.
Charlie heaved herself back to a sitting position. "Oh, Daddy, darling," she murmured, "you've got such a wonderful tongue. I love the way you eat pussy." She ran her hand over his head and tenderly smoothed his hair "No man has ever eaten me so well."
He lifted his head and smiled, a mixture of his saliva and her cum drenching his face. "Your pussy is absolutely scrumptious," he said. "Any time you want a man to eat you, I'll be happy to oblige."
"His cock is hard," Dana said. "Get on the floor, darling, and let him fuck you."
"I've had all the fun so far," Charlie said. "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to sit on your face while he fucks you."
"Why don't I ride him and you sit on his face? He's got a super tongue."
"I know how good his tongue is," Dana laughed.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Russ said, "Don't I have anything to say about it?"
"Hell, no," Charlie replied audaciously. "Any guy with two horny girls eager to fuck him senseless should just keep quiet and go along for the ride. You won't be sorry, I promise you."
"Daddy," Dana said, "do you have a special request?"
Russ chuckled. "No, I just wanted to get in my two cents worth."
Charlie looked down at his stiff prick, at Dana's hand sliding gently up and down the thick shaft. "Two cents my ass, looks more like solid gold to me."
"Come on, darling," Dana said, taking Charlie's hand, "get down here where we have plenty of room to roam."
Charlie slid off the couch and grabbed Russ's cock, Dana threw her arms around him and pulled him to the floor, and Charlie fell on top of him, still clinging tightly to his prick.
"I suck his cock before he puts it in your pussy," Dana said.
"Just don't take too long," Charlie said. "My motor is racing out of control."
Dana got on her knees by Russ's hip and put her hand on his stomach near his prick and said coyly, "You don't mind if I suck your cock a little, do you, Daddy?"
He reached up and cupped her heavy tits. "You go right ahead, honey. I'll just lie here and enjoy whatever you and Charlie do. I might as well, you two are going to do whatever you wish anyway."
"You got that right," Charlie said. She felt wild with lust. She got on her knees by his head, pulled one hand away from Dana's tits and put it on her own swollen globes. "Pinch my nipples, Daddy, that really turns me on." The instant he touched her nipple, it expanded and popped out, stiff enough to poke out an eye, and he tweaked her fat tit tip as she took his other hand and put it between her legs. "Play with my pussy while Dana sucks your beautiful cock, darling. Keep me charged up until I get that wonderful hunk of meat in me again."
Dana wrapped her fist around her daddy's dick and slid it up and down the thick shaft, squeezing and relaxing, and felt a bawdy thrill shoot through her as his rod throbbed against her palm. "I haven't had a kiss," she said. "I like to kiss when I fuck."
"You kissed Charlie," Russ teased.
"And now I'm going to kiss you," she snickered.
She licked his lips, then kissed him fervently, and he sucked her invading tongue hungrily and slid two fingers up Charlie's cunt. Dana thrust her tongue in and out of his mouth and he transmitted the action to Charlie's pussy, pumping his finger in and out of her hot, wet honey hole.
Dana broke the kiss and kissed his chest, licked his nipples into stiff little points, then moved down to his navel and stuck the tip of her tongue as deep inside as she could get it. She held his shaft upright with one hand and licked the knob slowly, lovingly, ovaled her mouth, then took the head into her mouth and curled her tongue around it.
"Ummmmmm," Russ whispered, "that feels so damned good! I ... ooohhh.
Alarmed by his intense response, afraid he would cum too soon, Dana lifted her mouth from the knob and lapped his shaft with long, languorous strokes, working her way down to his balls.
Charlie pinched Russ's nipples and leaned over so he could suck her tit tips. He had three fingers going in her cunt, working them in and out slowly, keeping her passion primed. She looked at Dana's enchanting, shapely ass sticking up in the air, grinned mischievously and slid her hand down the crack of her ass, stuck two fingers in the slippery hole and finger-fucked Dana the way Russ was pumping her cunt.
With a robust sob of eroticism, Dana covered the head of her daddy's dick with her full, sensuous lips and sealed them around the thick shaft. His prick was hard enough to shove up Charlie's cunt, but she didn't want to give it up yet. She would stop just before he shot his load and let him rest a moment. She sucked with long, greedy gulps, taking his lengthy, stout prick right down to the balls with each downward plunge of her head.
Charlie was too impatient to wait for Dana to satisfy her craving to fuck herself in the mouth her daddy's cock. "I want it up my cunt," she cried, pushing at Dana's head. "Let me have it now! Give him your pussy to suck while I ride him."
"Okay, darling," Dana said. "I'll help you."
Dana grasped her daddy's dick and held it erect, and Charlie quickly scrambled over his loins and sighed deeply as the knob cleaved her cunt lips and slipped inside. "You filled my mouth full of cum, Daddy. Now, let's see if you can fill my cunt the same way."
Charlie humped her ass up and down energetically, and Russ couldn't do anything but lie there and let her fuck him. The way she was going at it made his head swim. He looked up, into a hairy slit, stuck his tongue out all the way and wiggled it. Dana snickered and sat on his face, and he lapped his daughter's slick gash lickety-split as Charlie rode him like a bull rider at a rodeo.
"Fuck him, darling," Dana yelled impetuously. "Make him give you his cum! Fuck his cock off!" She leaned forward, caught one of Charlie's jiggling tits in her mouth and sucked hard.
Charlie threw her head back, arched her back sharply and bounced up and down even faster as shrieks of joy rushed from her mouth, spasming so hard that Russ thought she was going to break his prick off at the root.
Between licks, Dana gave the lascivious blonde lewd encouragement. "Hump your ass, darling! Drain the cum right out of him! Fuck him like he's never been fucked!"
Charlie rode Russ hard, his cock tightly sheathed in her clasping snatch, her love juice sluicing out around her cunt lips and running along his stem to trickle onto his balls.
Fucking the juice right out of a young woman fed his ego, made him think he could fuck forever. The inside of her quim felt like molten fire, and he could feel the knob of his cock bumping against the mouth of her womb. He lifted Dana's cunt off his mouth and sucked in a deep breath. "Damn, baby," he moaned, "you're really going to get it now!"
Dana giggled with giddiness and sat back down on his mouth, twisting and humping as her climax seized her.
Charlie lifted her ass high and let it fall again and again, impaling herself, fucking him furiously, glad Russ hadn't cum yet. She loved it when a cock stayed hard so she could get off again and again before it spit. A hard cock moving deep inside her, against the sloppy walls of her sex sheath after she had cum felt extra luxurious, extra satisfying. She grunted and gasped and slid her juicy twat up and down his rock-hard rod faster.
The muscles in Russ's buttocks and thighs knotted, his balls grew heavy with boiling cum, and for a few monumental moments, he hung in never-never land, between cumming and not cumming, then his cock exploded.
Charlie wailed louder as she felt his cum firing against the mouth of her womb at point-blank range, filling her gluttonous grotto to overflowing. Her pussy pulsed and throbbed with pleasure, and sucked his prick dry.
She lost her strength all at once, and she toppled off Russ and landed on her side with a soft thud, then rolled onto her back, gasping for breath.
Dana was on Charlie immediately. She stuck her head between the blonde's thighs and glued her mouth to Charlie's sloppy slot and sucked greedily, siphoning out her daddy's cum. When she had all of the sticky goo from the deep well, she whirled around and gobbled up Russ's cock and sucked it clean, then held her lips tightly around the shaft and pulled her head back, letting his limp prick pop from her mouth.
"God, I love a guy's cum," she chuckled, smacking her lips with gusto. "New or used, it doesn't matter."
"Did you cum, darling?" Charlie asked.
"Yeah, I got off on Daddy's tongue."
Charlie said, "Think we can get that hunk of meat hard again so you can fuck him?"
"Do I like to have my pussy stuffed full of cock?" Dana quipped. "Shall we apply our mutual talents to it? Together, we could make a brass monkey cum. How about it, Daddy, got enough left to give your wanton daughter a good fuck?"
"I'll give it my best shot, honey," he said.
They knelt on each side of him, and Dana lifted his limp cock and kissed the tip and Charlie cupped his balls in her hand and gently squeezed them.
"I didn't know what people meant when they talked about a blunt instrument until I saw this thing," Dana snickered and kissed it again.
"Yeah, if nature evens things out, some poor guy is running around out there with a dicky the size of my little finger," Charlie said.
Both girls kissed the head of his cock at the same time, stretching their lips until they met around his knob, kissing cock and each other, then curled their tongues around the head.
Russ moaned deeply and pushed himself up on his elbows so he could watch them. Visual stimulation was almost as good as tactile stimulation.
Dana and Charlie supported his prick between their lips, kissing and licking the thick shaft as they worked down to the base, then licked and kissed their way back up to the head. By the time they finished the return journey, new life began to throb in the big rod.
"Isn't it gorgeous?" Dana curled her tongue around the large knob. "The head has such a beautiful shape. This thick ridge feels so good in my pussy." She ran her tongue along the ridge, all the way around the bare head.
"It sure felt good in mine," Charlie said. "I've never had such a terrific fuck." She ran both hands up and down the shaft, holding it lightly between her palms. "I like the supple feel, too, sort of like a velvet covering over an iron bar."
"Hey," Russ said impatiently, "are you two going to talk all night or do something useful with that thing?"
"Both," they replied in unison, then giggled and simultaneously licked the head again.
Dana leaned over and kissed Charlie tenderly. "Ain't fucking the most fun you ever had?"
"I've sure as hell never found anything better," Charlie said.
"Neither have I," Russ said, "even if one of you is my daughter."
"Daddy," Dana said, "do you want to eat Charlie while I ride you? Or maybe you would like me to lick her clit while you fuck me. Would that turn you on more?"
"You eat her, dear. Watching my lascivious daughter suck pussy gives me a real thrill."
Charlie plopped down and spread her shapely thighs wide, then drew her knees up and curled her crotch up, and Dana got on her hands and knees with her head between the blonde's knees, facing her cleft.
"Daddy," Dana said, "if you can keep from cumming, after you get me off, I have something else in mind that I know will please you."
"Honey, I believe you can't do anything but please me. I didn't realize I had such a kinky, lecherous daughter."
"We'll keep your little secret, Daddy," Dana said.
"Yeah, but only if you fuck us real often," Charlie laughed.