Chapter 24 - DADDY'S GIRL
(food, mast, Mg, mmgg, Mgg, oral, anal, voy, ggg, inc)
After Bunny reconciles her issues with Uncle Joe, Daddy wants what Uncle Joe has been getting...
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Uncle Joe was at the house when we got home from Daddy showing me where he was working. Ignoring Uncle Joe, I made a beeline upstairs to do as Daddy had told me to do, brush my teeth to hide the smell of his cum on my breath. Daddy wasn't so lucky, as Uncle Joe wanted to talk to him about something. I could only imagine how that conversation went. Even as I brushed my teeth and washed my face and hands, I was listening for the sounds of Daddy getting physical with Uncle Joe, but I didn't hear anything. When I went downstairs they were sitting together, drinking beer and yucking it up. I supposed that Daddy was waiting to get Uncle Joe off alone before wringing his neck.
Finished with his beer, Uncle Joe left. Daddy took Mama and disappeared in their bedroom, locking the door behind them. Curious as to what they were doing, I stood next their door and listened. I could heard them talking, but couldn't quite make out what they were saying. Then everything got real quiet. I waited for another minute or two and was about to give up when I heard a rhythmic sound. I was familiar enough with that sound by then to know what they were doing. Pretty soon I could her Mama saying words that I'd never heard her utter before. Daddy was really putting it to her and I had to try hard not to giggle too loudly.
Monday came. We were on Spring Break, so I didn't have school. I wouldn't have school all week! Yea! After breakfast and helping Mama with her chores, I asked her I could go to Mary Lou's. She said, "No." I was afraid of that.
A little while later she asked me if I wanted to go to Aunt Bess' with her. I told her, "No."
Mama huffed, "Fine." A minute or so later and I was all alone in the house with nothing to do. I wasn't grounded or anything, so why not take the opportunity and go see Mr. Jesse?
I made my way over the usual way, cutting through the yard of the neighbor who lived behind us. In less than two minutes, I was at his back door, happy that his truck was parked under the carport. I tried the door and found it locked. I knocked. I knocked again. Soon he was peeking through the little curtain over the backdoor window. It surprised me that he didn't smile seeing me. He unlocked the door and opened it partially.
"Not now," he said in a low voice. "I have company. Go away and come back later." He then closed the door in my face and locked it. Well!
I was so disappointed, hurt and somewhat angry. Why did he have to have company right then? Another bigger, more interesting question came to mind... Who was his company? Did I know who it was? What were they doing? That last question I pretty much thought I knew the answer to. Whoever it was, they probably weren't there for Bible study! Or maybe they were, practicing the begetting parts! Then I thought that maybe I could peek in the windows, but I thought better of that.
I decided to just head over to the park and see if anyone was there. But I got distracted cutting through the hedge and into Uncle Joe's backyard. He wasn't home, nor did I expect him anytime soon. A terribly wicked thought came to mind in that instant when I realized that I needed to do Number 2. I certainly knew where the key was and I decided I could leave him a nasty surprise on his kitchen table! Once inside I changed my mind. What was I thinking? I was angry with him, but not as angry as I had been. Maybe if I had thought of it the week before I might have done it, but not now. I relieved myself normally.
Still being alone in his house with no one around presented an opportunity, an opportunity to relieve that itch I was suffering from and which Mr. Jesse was supposed to soothe...
I looked in his refrigerator, found a small zucchini and took it to his bedroom. Not surprisingly his room, like the rest of his house, was a mess. I tossed the zucchini onto the unmade bed, undressed and climbed into bed for some solo fun. With one hand I played with my titties and the other I diddled my clit for a while, imagining that it was Daddy playing with them. Once I had myself worked up with a good fantasy, with my eyes closed I slipped the zucchini into my mouth and worked it back and forth. That was okay, but I needed more than just that to get myself off. I quickly found a tube of lubricant in the bed stand and greased up my vegetable buddy good and fucked myself with it until I had a good rapture. Having gotten myself off good, I stuck it up my ass and diddled myself to another cum.
Next thing I knew and I woke up an hour or so later with that zucchini still stuck up my ass. Gee, where did the time go? I extracted my makeshift dildo from my butt and rose from bed. I was just going to throw it away, but I had a better idea. Giggling in mischief, I placed it near his pillow and covered it with a sheet where Uncle Joe was sure to find it that night. Then I dressed and continued on to the park, but no one was there, so I went home.
"Bunny! Where have you been?" Mama inquired as soon as I was inside. "Janie called and wanted to know if you wanted to go skating." Skating with Janie? I didn't have anything better to do, so I called her back. No answer. Darn!
As I hung up the phone Mama saw my disappointment. She said, "They already left? Janie said her mother was taking her and Wendy and that Wendy's mom was picking them up. I could take you and drop you off," she offered. "You could then get a ride home with Wendy." That sounded like a plan... maybe Bob would be there!
So Mama took me to the skating rink and dropped me off. I found Wendy and Janie going round and round hand in hand. I got my skates and joined them, keeping a sharp eye out for Bob. Unfortunately Bob wasn't there. Oh, well, I had fun with Janie and Wendy. Wendy wanted me to join them for a sleepover at Wendy's that night. I told them, "I'll have to ask my mom when I get home, but I'm sure she'll say yes." Both Wendy and Janie were excited about that.
As planned Wendy's mom picked us up at the appointed time and dropped me off at home. I asked Mama about going to Wendy's that night and she of course said yes, adding that I couldn't go until after supper. I was okay with that.
Daddy came home from work and we had supper. After we ate, Daddy took his bath while I helped Mama by doing the dishes. I was finishing up when Daddy came out fresh from his bath dressed in just his boxer shorts. There was nothing unusual about that as we didn't have company.
Mama announced that she was running over to Aunt Bess' to return a serving dish used during Easter dinner and said that she'd be right back. Those two borrowed stuff from each other so often that it was hard for me to keep track of whose dish is whose, but they knew. Grabbing the bowl, Mama was out the door.
Daddy watched her back out the driveway. Turning to me unsnapped his boxers and let them fall to his ankles. "We've got five or six minutes, Bunny." Wagging his limp cock at me he added, "How about doing me a quick favor?"
It wasn't hard for me to figure out what he wanted. I put down my dish towel and went to my knees. Cupping his big balls and gently rolling them in my hand, I looked up at him grinning down at me and took his thick limp cock into my mouth. I swirled it around with my tongue and felt it starting to engorge. I just love when a guy's cock does that in my mouth. Soft and very pliable one minute, the next it was not so soft and pliable, but still softer and more supple than that stupid zucchini I'd fucked myself with earlier that afternoon.
"Do what you did yesterday," he said huskily. I looked up at him questioning with his cock in my mouth. "You know, take it all. Take every fucking inch of it!"
So I did. Suppressing my gag reflex, I rammed it down my throat until my nose was pressed into his pubes and I could take no more. I pulled almost all of his cock out of my mouth and then took it all again.
"Yeah, you suck that dick good, baby girl. You do that as well as your mother does," he praised standing there with his hands on his hips. I suppose I should have felt proud or something, but it was kind of strange hearing him comparing me to the way Mama sucks his cock. I know it sounds stupid, but I never thought of my mama doing anything like that. Screw, yes, but sucking Daddy' s dick... That just never occurred to me before. Regardless, this was way more fun than sucking on that stupid zucchini!
"God damn, baby girl, you're making my balls boil," he said huskily just before he shot a huge wad of daddy goo into my mouth and down my throat. That's another thing that stupid zucchini didn't do, ejaculate, and that was half the fun!
I slurped it all down like Uncle Joe had taught me to do and kept sucking until Daddy grew soft in my mouth. I liked the feeling of that in my mouth almost as much as I liked the feeling of a dick hardening. All too soon for me it was over and he was getting so sensitive that he jerked his dick from my mouth laughing. I let it be, but took the opportunity to kiss his salvia soaked balls. He liked that.
I rocked back looking up at him lovingly. Looking down at me with a satisfied smile he said, "You suck cock good, Bunny. Your Uncle Joe taught you well."
I was tempted to correct him and say that Uncle Joe didn't teach me that, but thought better of it. No need to get him mad at Mary Lou's daddy.
Before I stood, I pulled up his boxers and secured them in place. When I stood, Daddy said, "Okay, now let's see some tit."
I pulled up my tee, but with my bra on he really couldn't see much. "You want me to take it off, Daddy?" I offered.
"Yes, but there's no time for that. Your mother will be home in a minute. Maybe tonight I'll come up to tuck you in."
"Janie and I are spending the night over at Wendy's tonight," I told him.
"Is that so? Well, maybe tomorrow night I'll come up and give you a goodnight kiss.
"Say, are you planning on letting Janie suck your tits tonight?" he added with a grin.
"No! Not with Wendy right there," I added with my own wicked grin.
He snorted, "Hell, I'll bet Wendy will want to play with your tits too.
"Tell me truthfully. You girls play with each other's pussies?"
"No!"
"But you and that Mary Lou, you two play with each other's pussies. Or do you just play with each other's tits!"
"Daddy!" I replied indignantly, not liking that he was striking so close to home.
"I guess I shouldn't pry," he said raising one eyebrow.
"No, you shouldn't!" I replied feeling a little heat in my face.
"Then you admit that you and Mary Lou..." He didn't finish the sentence. His attention drawn to the window at the sound of Mama's car coming up the drive.
Turning back to me he said, "We'll finish this later," then retired to his favorite chair with the request that I bring him a beer.
When Mama walked in she asked if I was ready for her to take me to Wendy's. I ran upstairs and gathered my things for sleeping over. Within two minutes I was back downstairs with my backpack loaded with a nightshirt, tooth brush and hair brush. Five minutes later, Mama was dropping me off at Wendy's.
Once we had settled into Wendy's room for the night, there were two main topics of discussion. Boys... specifically the boys at the skating rink that afternoon, which ones were cute and which ones were creepy. Not that either of those two talked to any boy when they had the chance. The other topic was tits. Endless speculation on who would bud first, Wendy or Janie and how big I was already. They talked about Mary Lou's tits too, and how big they were and endlessly speculated if any of us would ever get as big as she was.
Then Janie tells Wendy that she should feel how soft my tits were, revealing that I had let her touch them. Wendy was reluctant at first, But Janie talked her into it and talked me into stripping off my "Hank's Crew" t-shirt that I was wearing for bed. With a great deal of cajoling from Janie, Wendy took her first tentative feel, accompanied with lots of giggling. Pretty soon I was lying nude while Janie and Wendy took liberties with my tits. Janie kissed my nipple and urged Wendy to try it. She did. While they gently suckled on me, I diddled myself to a cum. Wendy was surprised and shocked at my physiological reaction. Then it was revealed that she had never pleasured herself.
Janie gushed, "You've never done that? You have to try! It's the most awesome feeling in the world!"
Wendy wasn't about to do that with Janie and me right there and claiming that she didn't know what to do.
"Here, I'll show you!" Janie offered. Next thing I knew and I wasn't the only one nude in Wendy's bed. I was shocked that Janie would be so open about doing something so private, but she rubbed herself off while Wendy and I watched. Soon thereafter, there were three nude girls in Wendy's bed. You'd think that we'd be a little nervous that Wendy's mom might walk in on us, but in all the years we had sleepovers at Wendy's, her mom never once walked in on us after we had retired for the night. Come to think of it, neither had my mom. Janie's mom? Yeah, she was always a big snoop.
Janie offered to show her how to do it and fingered Wendy to her first ever cum. Then Janie had me jill her off. It really surprised me how aggressive Janie was that night. Before long, Wendy had been corrupted and the room reeked of pussy. It was the most fun I'd had with those two in a long time it seemed. There wasn't any pussy licking though. Neither of them were at that stage yet.
I got home rather late Tuesday. Not all that late, but mid afternoon. I was there when Uncle Joe came over to get his plate of leftovers from Mama. Aunt Bess called Mama while he was there. He took me aside and told me he didn't appreciate what I'd left in his bed the day before. I of course acted like I hadn't any idea what he was talking about. He snorted in disbelief, then that boyish grin of his appeared and he told me that his bed sheets needed changing anyway. I couldn't help but giggle and with that all my anger with him melted away.
When Mama got off the phone with Aunt Bess, he asked her, "Clare, could I borrow Bunny for a while? My place is a mess and I could really use her help in cleaning it up."
"If she wants to, that's okay with me," Mama said. "She just needs to be home by the time Hank gets home for supper."
Then she added, "I have plenty for supper tonight, Joe, so why don't you just join us? Keep those leftovers for tomorrow night."
Joe's face lit up. "You know I love your cooking, Sis, so you don't have ask twice!"
Turning to me he says, "Come on, Bunny. Let's get hopping!" I hate it when people make jokes about my name, but I didn't make an issue of it.
Five minutes later we entered Uncle Joe's kitchen. I immediately went to the kitchen sink to tackle the pile of dirty pots, pans and dishes.
"That can wait, Bunny," he said coming up behind me and putting his hand on my ass.
"I came here to help you clean up," I said, "not to screw you."
"Oh, don't be that way," he whined. "You don't know how much I've missed you! And you don't know how sorry I am about what happened at Pops."
"You're only sorry that you're not getting any from me," replied twisting away from his hands on my hips.
"That too, but I'm really am sorry I treated you like a whore." If that was his idea of sweet talk, he needed some practice.
The anger boiling up once again I spat, "But you did treat me like a whore!"
"I'm sorry. I'm truly sorry. What can I do to make it up to you?"
"You can kiss my ass," I sassed.
"Sure thing! I'd love to kiss your ass," he rejoined.
A wicked idea just popped into my head. Thinking that this would put him off I added, "And you can lick my asshole!"
"I'd love to," he replied with that killer smile of his. He grabbed me from behind going for the button and zipper of my shorts. I put up a struggle. Okay, I didn't exactly struggle, but I acted like I was struggling. He yanked my shorts and my panties down to my knees and he began kissing my ass cheeks all over. This was fun, even though standing in front of sink full of dirty dishes wasn't exactly the sexiest thing. But then, with his thumbs he peeled apart my buttocks and licked me you know where! I was just kidding when I told him that he had to lick my ass, but now that he was actually doing it... Nasty! But it really felt good!
He stopped licking and sticking the tip of his tongue up my bunghole and stripped my shorts and panties completely off. Then he stood and from behind, stripped my shirt over my head. Not satisfied with that, he unhooked my bra and discarded it on the floor with my other things. Then grabbing me by my upper arms he marched me over to his cluttered kitchen table.
"Hands on the table," he said, "and spread your legs." It didn't sound like he was asking. I did as he told me and then waited, my pussy moistening and tingling in anticipation. I glanced behind me and saw that he was stripping off.
"Eyes forward!" he barked. I stared ahead and waited for him to rape me. I felt his body press into my back and then saw him reach around to scoop up a handful of soft butter from the open butter dish. He backed away slightly and after buttering his dick, he put it to my asshole and lunged upward.
"Uhhhhh!" I grunted as he nearly knocked the wind out of me with his entry into my guts.
"Uhhhhh!" I grunted again as he took his second stroke up my ass. He had one hand holding my tummy and with a fistful of my hair in the other he kissed my neck and ears.
"Uhhhh! Uhhhh! Uhggg!" I grunted again and again as he sodomized me standing while I braced myself against his table. "Uhhhh! Uhgggg! Uhhhh!" He wasn't being nice at all, but he wasn't really hurting me either. After a few minutes of rough loving, he shot his stuff up my butt. He continued fucking my butt until his cock softened and fell out of my ass.
He was still holding me from behind and breathlessly whispered in my ear, "That was good, Bunny. Really good. Thank you, sweetheart. You've made my day."
He released me and with a slap to my bare ass said, "Okay, you can do those dishes now."
"Can't I just snuggle with you for awhile?" I asked.
"Sure, baby. Get me a beer and then come sit in my lap."
Glancing down at his cock, I had second thoughts. "Ewwww," I whinned, "gross!"
"Better get me a wash cloth and clean me up," he said.
"You go clean yourself up," I told him firmly. "And bring me a wash cloth for me!"
He disappeared for a moment, then came back and told me, "I'm drawing us a bath." That sounded like a good idea to me, so I took a bath with him and he cleaned us both up.
Refreshed from the bath, I went back to the kitchen to tackle the dirty dishes. I started to get dressed but Uncle Joe was having none of that, so I didn't get dressed until I finished cleaning up the kitchen and was ready to go home. You'd think that he'd help me, after all I was there to help him, so he could have helped me, but no, he just sat at the table drinking beer watching me while I worked in the nude.
Back home I was a bit nervous with Daddy and Uncle Joe both at the dinner table. Even though I didn't think Daddy would make an issue with Uncle Joe with Mama right there, I didn't think that he'd act like Uncle Joe was his best friend. If he had an issue with Uncle Joe taking advantage of me, he didn't show it. Even when it was mentioned that I had "helped" Uncle Joe clean up his house earlier, Daddy didn't say anything... he just looked at me.
Later after Uncle Joe had gone home, while Mama was off in the bathroom, I had a private moment with Daddy. I just came out and asked him. He said, "Why make a fuss? Especially after what you and I have been doing."
"So you're okay with Uncle Joe and me?"
"I didn't say that," he replied giving my tit a gentle squeeze.
Mary Lou called right after my little talk with Daddy. She wanted me to come spend the night. I asked Mama and she said, "You stayed with her the last time. Why doesn't she come here tonight?"
I called Mary Lou back and gave her the bad news. But she was okay with that and a little while later Mr. Mack dropped her off. I couldn't help but notice the way Daddy looked at her, like he was undressing her with his eyes. But then again, she was dressed in a too tight thin belly shirt that emphasized her tits and showed off her nipples. Who could blame him?
Even if Daddy noticed, Mama seemed not to notice. But then again, Mama was dressed rather provocatively herself, showing off a good expanse of her momentous cleavage and having a similar effect on Daddy.
We went upstairs and dressed for bed. Mary Lou, having no bed clothes herself, borrowed one of my nightshirts, which of course was one of Daddy's "Hank's Crew" t-shirts. It didn't fit her as tight as the shirt she had worn over and it came down to her knees. When we came downstairs to make popcorn, I knew what Daddy was thinking... did she or didn't she have anything on underneath. She came over without panties, so she was now without panties, but you really couldn't tell unless she flashed you or you lifted the helm, something which didn't happen. Still, Daddy was watching her like a hawk, waiting to get a glimpse of you know what.
Company or not, Daddy preferred to be comfortable at night when it was warm. He had on something more substantial than boxer shorts, but he went shirtless like he always did at night. I noticed that Mary Lou was checking him out too, but she was a little more subtle than Daddy was.
Then when we were about to retire upstairs for the night, Daddy took me off to the side and asked, "You two are going to get naked together, aren't you?"
"Daddy, what a thing to say!" I told him.
"Don't give me that crap, Bunny. You're going to suck each other's tits, aren't you?"
He answered his own question saying, "Yeah, you two are going to get naked and suck tit. I bet you'll eat pussy too."
"Daddy!"
"I can't blame you, I'd suck her tits and suck her pussy too if I had the chance."
"Daddy!"
He just laughed and sent me on my way. All night I expected him to "accidently" barge in on us, like he had barged in on Janie and me the other night. He didn't, much to Mary Lou's disappointment.
After breakfast Wednesday morning, Mary Lou and I dressed, figuring that Mama would let me go to Mary Lou's. She might have, but Mama was going to bake some cookies and Mary Lou wanted to help her and learn a little about baking, so the three of us baked cookies all morning. That was okay and it was fun. We were just finishing up the last batch when Daddy came home from lunch. With two baker assistants helping her, Mama had plenty of time to fix lunch.
After we ate, Daddy offered to drop us off if we wanted to go somewhere. To my surprise, Mama didn't object and he dropped us off at Mary Lou's. It being the middle of the week, Mr. Mack wasn't there, nor did I expect him to be there, but Pete wasn't there either. No problem, Mary Lou called him on his cell. He was at Kenny's swimming.
"Is the water cold?" she asked her brother.
She turned to me. "You want to go swimming?" Mary Lou asked not covering the mouthpiece. "Pete says the water is not too cold."
"Swimming? Where?"
"At Uncle Sid's," she replied as if I knew who Uncle Sid was. "Kenny's dad. He turned on the pool heater Friday and conditioned the water."
"I don't have a swimming suit," I replied.
"You don't need a swimming suit, dummy," she laughed.
"Really? Kenny's mom's not home?" I asked.
"No! It's Kenny's dad's house, not his mom's house. They're divorced. Uncle Sid is at work. No one's there but Pete and Kenny and I can guarantee that that they're not wearing bathing suits either." Sounded like fun to me!
So we walked over to Kenny's dad's house which was about three blocks away and within easy walking distance. Unlike most houses in town, the house was a sleek low slung mid-century modern. There was only one way to get into the backyard from the street and that was through an automatic eight foot wooden gate, so we went in through the front. The door was locked, but Mary Lou knew where the key was hidden and gained entry. Inside the house was so different than the houses I was used to, minimally furnished with paintings of naked men and women on the walls. We went straight to the back where the boys were running around naked and diving off the diving board. Taking my eyes off the boys for a minute, I checked out the surroundings. The back yard was enclosed with a high privacy fence and seeing that there weren't any two-story houses next door, it was totally private.
"Come on, Bunny," Mary Lou urged as she stripped off her top. A second later she had her shorts off and the boys were hooting at her. Well, I'd never been naked outside before and I couldn't help but feel that unseen eyes were watching me. In a way they were, as unbeknownst to me, Kenny's dad had security cameras everywhere.
Egged on by my friends, I joined in on the fun, and what fun we had. Skinny dipping has got to be the best contact sport there is! Lots of groping and goosing and just plain teasing; Mary Lou and I gave as good as we got. Then there were the serious moments, if you can call having sex out in the open a serious moment. By the time I needed to get home for supper, I had lots of serious moments with Pete, with Kenny and with Mary Lou. Even the boys had some serious moments together, but only because Mary Lou threatened them, only to find out that they had been doing that sort of thing for years. I, of course, was sworn to secrecy.
Mary Lou went home with me and had supper with us. When the subject of sleeping over at Mary Lou's came up. Mama was hesitant, but Daddy promptly overruled her noting that it wasn't a school night and the fact that Mary Lou had stayed with me the night before. With that settled, Mama then asked me to call Janie and see if she was available to babysit for Aunt Bess and Uncle Blake that night. I thought that was kind of odd, but did it anyway. Janie was thrilled to have something to do and as per Mama's instructions, I told her that Aunt Bess would call her and confirm. Weird! Then Daddy rushed us off to Mary Lou's.
Mr. Mack was very happy to see me. He directed us down into the basement play room where Kenny and Pete were playing ping pong. Mr. Mack promptly told Pete and Kenny to put away the ping pong table, then told them that they should spend the night with his brother, Sid, and to vamoose. With the boys gone Mr. Mack fixed himself a drink. Then he told Mary Lou to put on some dance music and had us dance for him while he sat on the sofa, sipping his drink and watching us. He didn't tell us to strip, but Mary Lou began taking her clothes off as she danced, so I danced and took mine off too. Pretty soon all three of us were naked.
Mr. Mack asked me to give him a lap dance. I wasn't at all sure what to do, so Mary Lou showed me. She crawled up onto his lap facing him and proceeded to wiggle around naked in his nap while rubbing her tits in his face and while he groped her ass. Then it was my turn. Only difference was he was hard by that time and as I wiggled in his lap while he groped me, his pecker kept brushing against my pussy and as I rubbed my tits in his face, he tried to capture my nipple in his mouth and eventually succeeded. We played that game for a while, then he had us sit beside him, one on each side while he drank his drink. Mary Lou and I played with his dick.
He had me get up to fix him another drink, straight whiskey over ice. I guess he could have asked Mary Lou to do it, but he wanted to watch me as I walked across the room to the bar and back. By the time I got back, Mary Lou had leaned over and was licking the length of his dick. Not to be out done, I too licked his dick from the other side. We took turns sucking on the head and then sucking his dick. Nothing too prolonged or too aggressive as Mr. Mack made it clear that he wanted to last and for us to take it slow.
He pushed me off his cock and told me to give him another lap dance, so I did. After I had squirmed around on him for two songs with his dick teasing my pussy while he sucked my tits, I was hot to trot.
Releasing my tit for a moment he told me, "Put it in." I did and after taking him inside me, I continued to gyrate on his cock. I did that for a minute or so and then he pushed me off and had Mary Lou climb on board. She immediately went to fuck him, but he had her hold off for a long minute before allowing her to impale her pussy on his cock. After a minute or two, he made her get off and invited me back on board. This time he unloaded in my pussy. I climbed off and was sent to get him a fresh drink. When I got back, Mary Lou was between his legs and getting him hard again with her mouth. Erect, he had me give him another lap dance, this time facing away from him, except there was no pretense about dancing and I fucked him in a sitting reverse cowboy. Soon he had me on the carpet and doing me from behind. He pulled out and turned his attention to Mary Lou. This went on for I don't know how long, except that we were all exhausted and he couldn't get it up anymore, so we went upstairs and went to bed in his bed.
At some point that night, he woke up with a hard-on, mounted me and after a two minutes or so of thrusting into me, rolled off and went back to sleep.
In the morning he took me again before getting up to go to work. Mary Lou fixed us breakfast and after he left, Pete and Kenny came back. Neither Mary Lou nor I had been allowed to dressed, so the boys stripped off and mounted up. It had to be the best sleepover ever.
Mama had told me to be home for lunch and after I showered with Pete, I dressed and borrowing Mary Lou's bike, pedaled home. I made it home just before Daddy arrived.
After we had lunch he told me he wanted me to see his construction site while his men were working, so I went with him. They had made a lot of progress since Sunday. The exterior sheathing was up and they were decking the roof. Inside, an electrician and his helpers were running wiring. It was a beehive of activity.
My tour competed, we went into his little office building here he began asking about the sleepover at Mary Lou's. Were we naked together? Did we suck tit? Eat pussy? Was Mary Lou's brother there? Did he fuck me? Did I suck his dick?
I was truthful as I could be with revealing everything, like what we did with Mr. Mack and I didn't tell him about Kenny that morning. He wasn't mad or anything by what I was telling him, he was hot and bothered. I knew what he wanted, but he never asked. I had to ask.
"Do you want me to suck you, Daddy?"
"Fuck, yeah," he hissed as he unbuttoned. He was about to unzip when that that moment, one of his men burst into the tiny office without knocking.
"Yes, what is it, Jose?" he said clearly unhappy about the intrusion.
"Sorry, Senor Hank, but we just about have the roof decking on. We have the roofing paper on site, but the shingles aren't here."
"Okay. Put the roofing paper on and I'll call and see what the holdup is with those shingles."
Now, while they discussed the roofing, I was checking out Jose. He was a big guy, very muscular and he wasn't wearing a shirt. He was cute too. Maybe in his mid-twenties, he had a handsome boyish face, with straight black hair that wasn't too long and dark brown eyes about the same shade as his man-nipples. He had large hands and I had to wonder if it was true about what they say about men with large hands. While I was checking him out, he was checking me out even though he was talking to Daddy.
Discussion completed, Daddy ran him off. As soon as Jose was gone, Daddy began yelling at me, "God, Bunny, could you have been a little more discrete?"
"What do you mean, Daddy?"
"I saw the way you were looking at him! And he saw the way you were looking at him! You want me to call him back in here and fuck you?!!"
"No, Daddy! I don't know what you're talking about!"
"Don't give me that shit! Didn't you get enough dick last night?"
"Daddy! I wasn't doing anything..."
"Bullshit!"
"Okay, he was cute."
"He works for me, for Christ's sake!"
Changing the subject I asked Daddy if he still wanted me to suck him.
"Yes! But not here! This isn't the time nor the place. Someone might barge in with you going down on me. Talk about a scandal! Then to keep everybody's mouth shut, I'd have to offer you up to every one of my god damned crew!"
With that Daddy took me home and dropped me off. When he got home from work that evening, Daddy was in a grumpy mood.
"What's your problem?" Mama asked him as he morosely ate his supper.
"Nothing."
"Must be something," she pressed.
"It's just that the damned shingles weren't delivered on time today. Had to have Jose send the roofing crew home early. That's gonna cost me time and money."
After he mentioned Jose, he was looking right at me with his jaw set. What did I do? I can't help it if I looked at the man when he came in half naked ruining Daddy's afternoon. Heck, I'd already forgotten about Jose until Daddy mentioned him. And now that he'd reminded me, I unsuccessfully tried to stifle a smile. Smiling as I wondered what it would be like... That was a mistake, as Daddy knew what I was thinking, or he thought he knew and that made him all the more angry. Sheesh! I just looked!
Abruptly Daddy got up and left the dinner table. "Hank, are you finished?" Mama called after him. "You've hardly touched your dinner."
"I'm not hungry," he gruffly replied before disappearing in his bedroom.
Mama just shook her head and let him be.
When I was finished with my dinner, I got up to clear the table and asked her, "What should I do with Daddy's plate?"
"Oh, just leave it, honey. Once he calms down he'll be back to finish it. If not, then I'll take care of it."
While I took care of the other dishes, Mama went to talk with Daddy. After a few minutes, she came back.
"Your daddy can be such a child at times," she said. "He just lets little things get to him sometimes.
"Now, I've a committee meeting this evening."
"What committee, Mama?"
"Today I got roped into being on the Hospitality Committee for the Father-Daughter Dance. Now, I shouldn't be too late. I'll be over at Sarah Baylor's house if you need me." I sort of knew Sarah Baylor, she was an eighth grader whose mother seemed to run every activity sponsored by the PTA.
"Your father has calmed down," she added, "so when he's finished with his bath, reheat his dinner for him."
"Okay, Mama." I wasn't expecting this, and neither was Daddy.
Mama went to the open door of their bedroom and called out, "I'm leaving now, Hank!"
"Okay, Clare," I heard him call back from their bathroom. "Now, don't be too late."
"I'll try not to," she answered, "but you know how these PTA things can just drag on and on, especially with JoAnn Baylor running things."
Mama kissed me and was out the door. I had just finished putting the last of the leftovers in the refrigerator when Daddy poked his head around the door.
"Is she gone?"
When I answered, "Yes, Daddy," he stepped out with a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Oh, good," he declared, "you saved my dinner."
"You want me to reheat it?"
"Later, sweetheart. What I want is your ass upstairs. And I want it naked and on your bed." Gee, I guess he got in a better mood all of a sudden.
Upstairs, he dropped the towel and nude, beat me to my bed. He was laid out ever so casually with his hands behind his head, his eyes glued to me while I undressed. As he lay there fully exposed, I realized just how handsome he was with his heavily muscled chest and bulging biceps, not to mention his trim tummy and well toned thighs. Even his feet looked sexy to me.
Stepping out of my panties, I twirled around to give a view of my total package, then pranced to the side of the bed. I sat and rested my hand on his hard thigh and began slowly running my hand up and down his leg, and each time I briefly brushed my fingers on his scrotum. Pretty soon his impressive uncut cock began to stir. I helped it along by pausing to fondle his balls. As his cock rose, I glanced from it to his eyes and back to his dick, giggling in delight that I had such an effect upon him. Daddy, he didn't say anything, he just watched with a smirk.
"You wanted to talk to me about something, Daddy?" I asked sweetly, not that he ever said he wanted to talk.
"Yeah, I do, Bunny," he replied."How many men have you fucked?"
"What kind of question is that to ask?" I replied.
"A straightforward question. How many besides your Uncle Joe?"
"Who said I've ever done that with Uncle Joe?"
"He's been shoving his cock down your throat, so it's not hard to deduce that he's fucking you too," Daddy said.
"Let's not talk about Uncle Joe," I said as I ran my fingers up Daddy's cock tracing his bulging cock tube.
"He didn't force you did he?"
"No, Daddy, he didn't force me."
"That's good," he replied. "You just spread your legs for him?"
"Daddy... it's not like that," I whined hoping he wasn't going to ruin this moment by getting all worked up and angry.
"That's bullshit!" he snorted. "But it's good you know better than to admit to it, even when you know that I know. You could get him into a lot of trouble shooting your mouth off."
"I know, Daddy."
"And you also know what's going to happen here in the next few minutes."
"No, I don't know, Daddy. Is there something you know that I should know?"
"Just to be clear, Bunny. A father shouldn't fuck his own daughter. But things do happen. And you should know, that if we fuck tonight, we'll be fucking again and again and again. This is your one and only chance to say no to me. Tell me no, and we'll just stick to you giving me blowjobs whenever the opportunity arises."
"Is that what you want, Daddy? A blowjob?"
"Is that all your Uncle Joe gets from you?"
"We're not talking about Uncle Joe," I said wrapping my fingers about Daddy's stalk.
"No, I suppose we're way past Uncle Joe."
To get his mind off Uncle Joe I leaned over and kissed the head of his cock. That did the trick, for he stopped talking about Uncle Joe and just silently watched as I began working my lips over the weeping head.
"Hmmmmm," he moaned. "Damn, that feels nice." Well, if a blowjob was what he wanted, then I was happy to oblige him for it was fun for me too. For a good long time, I just sucked and slobbered on the head of his dick, running my tongue over the silky smooth expanse and under the rim. I was going to take him to completion, but he pushed me off his cock and onto my back.
Daddy kissed me, but it wasn't a fatherly kiss at all, and while he raped my mouth with his tongue, he mauled my budding titties. He broke the kiss and kissed down my neck to my tits. His hand now displaced, found its way down my tummy and between my legs. His fingers swiped up and down my wet slit a few times before his middle and index fingers penetrated my vagina as deep as he could get them.
I could hear the wet slurping noises as he slobbered on my titty and heard the wet smacking sounds as he drove his fingers in and out of my pussy. I moaned as my tit nerves sent pleasure messages to my cunt and that was before his thumb found my clit and began rubbing it. It was too much. My eyes rolled up into the back of my head as an intense rapture spread from my pussy to every part of my body. Gawd, how can anything that feels this good be bad? But there was to be more.
As my body stopped jerking about, his fingers left my sex. His mouth left my tits and began kissing down my still undulating tummy, and across my pubic mound. I moaned like a sick cat as his warm wet tongue sliced into my vulva and found my still throbbing clit. After that, I was lost, truly lost as another mind bending rapture exploded throughout me.
The next thing I was aware of besides my throbbing pussy was Daddy. He was on top of me eyeball to eyeball, the head of his cock kissing my pussy lips. All he had to do was rotate his hips forward and he'd be inside me. I blinked and waited, waited for THE moment. And waited.
"I ought to fuck you," he whispered. Suddenly he rolled us both over with him on his back and with me on top.
"I ought to just fuck you," he repeated. "But I don't want you to hate me later on. Like I said, a father shouldn't fuck his own daughter. But I won't stop you from fucking me. If you want fuck, baby girl, put it in and we'll fuck. Put it in and I'll take you whenever I like. Put it in and from now on, I won't take no from you. Put it in and..." I sat up, aimed his cock and impaled myself on it. Oh, did that feel good! And the way Daddy moaned, I knew it felt good to him too.
I began grinding my groin into his with his big old pussy pleaser deep inside me stirring my honey pot while his wiry pubes rubbed and rubbed against my clit. For the next fifteen minutes nothing mattered to me but my pussy and his dick. I came. I came again. Daddy unloaded his baby batter with his cock crown mashed against my cervix, shooting and pumping his incestuous seed directly into my womb. Even as he began to grow soft, I continued, lost in lust, to grind my crotch into his. Eventually his cock fell out of my puss and I whimpered at the lost.
"Damn, baby girl, you're a terrific fuck. No wonder Joe plugs you every chance he gets. Damn, that was good... no that was fucking great!
"We'll have to do this again and soon. Now be a good girl and clean up my cock for me."
Despite still buzzing from sensory overload, I did just that, just like Uncle Joe had taught me. I sucked our juices from his cock and sucked him until he got hard again. Then he pushed me on my back and hammered me into the mattress. He did that for a few minutes, then rolled us onto our sides and leisurely pumped into me before rolling away and putting me on my hands and knees for a backside entry. And while he fucked me, the raptures continued to roll over me.
I lost all track of time fornicating with Daddy that evening. It was so wrong, but it was also wonderful. It wasn't that I felt it was wrong doing it with Daddy, after all, Mary Lou had been doing it with her daddy for years and I didn't think that was wrong. What I knew was wrong was because of Mama. Mama loved me and Mama loved Daddy, and here we were cheating on her. More than that, we were betraying her. But if she never found out, what was the harm? She could never find out. If she did, I think I'd have to run away because I couldn't ever face her and explain why I had betrayed her. That aspect was very troubling.>/p>
The other aspect, fucking my own daddy... not so much.
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