Archive name: delight.txt (mf,inc, pedo)
Authors name: Cherry Charles (Address withheld)
Story title : Delighted In His Daughter
As Pam lay in the bed, her pussy and breasts heating rapidly
with erotic thoughts, she heard a familiar sound. It was a sound
she had heard almost every Saturday morning for as long as she
could remember. It was the low, buzzing sound of her daddy's
woodworking tools in the basement.
Pam lay thinking for a long time, the buzzing noise almost
imitating the constant drone inside the lips of her wanton young
cunt.
For the first time in her life she had a raw, sexual urge to
know what her daddy was like.
In short, she knew now that she wanted to fuck him!
"But how?" she whispered to herself, uncertainly. "How on
earth will I ever get up the nerve to ask him!?"
She continued lying in bed, thinking things through. She
found herself wishing that she had asked her Uncle Joe how to go
about seducing her own father!
And then she remembered how her daddy had stared at Mae
Pauley when she was sun-bathing on the lawn. And how later that
same day he hadn't been able to take his eyes off the girl because
she was dressed in that sluttishly short garment and thin blouse.
A motto Pam had heard someplace came singing into her brazen
young mind: It pays to advertise!
And Mae Pauley must have learned that lesson a very long time
ago!
With a smile perking up her pretty lips, Pam hopped out of
bed and rummaged in her bureau. She had shorts and halters, too,
but even the ones she had worn that first day over to visit Bo
didn't seem daring enough for her!
As she rummaged, another idea came into her feverishly
working brain--and then another--and another!
In seconds she was down the hall in her mom's bedroom,
pulling out the bottom drawer of her mother's bureau, looking for
the item she knew was there.
She found the pair of skimpy black-lace panties neatly folded
under a pile of much more conservative under-garments. Her daddy
had bought the panties once as a joke for her mom, but as far as
Pam knew the lewd things had never been worn.
But they were about to be!
She hurried back to her room and dashed out of her pajamas.
Then she slipped her slender legs into the torrid bit of lingerie,
pulling the licentious looking panties up snugly over her hips.
She paraded in front of the mirror a time or two, turning
this way and that to see how her firm young buttocks filled out
the offensive garment. And then she slipped into the frilly pink
gown which her daddy had given her last Christmas.
Then she got back into bed and picked up the princess phone
by her bed. Her clever father had installed a separate phone in
the basement so that his boss could call him down there without
making the other phones ring all over the house.
Pam dialed the number and held the receiver in her excited
and trembling hands as she waited.
"Yeah?" her father's voice said finally.
"Daddy! It's me."
"Hi, skipper! You up, yet?"
"I--I don't feel so good, daddy. Could you, uh, bring me
some orange juice in bed?"
"Sure, baby. Hang on and I'll be right up!"
She snapped down the receiver and huddled just under the thin
sheet. She instinctively sprawled her legs a bit apart, feeling a
delicious tingle of anticipation crawl ruttishly along the rim of
her minxlike pussy.
It seemed an eternity, but finally she heard him coming along
the hallway!
The rosy tips of her tits burned against the filmy gown,
making little pointed peaks in the sheet.
Her daddy came into the room bearing an absolutely huge glass
of pure orange juice.
He was dressed in his old jeans, which were a little too
tight on him, and the place where his penis rested to the left of
his crotch was worn almost white from the normal pressure of
supporting his prick.
Pam had seen that white spot a thousand times before, but
today it had a new meaning for her. It meant that she was, for
the first time, consciously aware that her daddy was hung like a
horse!
He came over to the bed with a concerned look on his face.
"What's wrong, honey?" he breathed. "Was the plane trip back
too much for you?"
She nodded, acting her role to the hilt. "I--I feel funny in
my back, daddy. Could you rub it for me?"
"Sure, skipper."
She rolled over on her tummy before he had a chance to pull
down the sheet. She wasn't quite ready to let him see that she
was all but naked!
He sat down on the edge of the bed and began using his large,
firm fingers to gently massage the upper part of her back. It
wasn't quite satisfactory to get a rubdown with the gown on, and
so she asked him to slip it down.
He hesitated for a second, then carefully stripped the thin
gown all the way to her waist. The sheet was still pulled up
enough so that he couldn't notice yet the sultry, black-lace
panties.
"Rub me good, daddy," she purred, resting her flushed face on
one arm.
Once again his fingers dug gingerly into her firm, creamy
young flesh, massaging and manipulating her skin.
"Down the sides a little more," she crooned, softly.
Once more his fingers seemed to hesitate, then he did as she
wanted, inching down past her shoulder blades and into the rib
cage, stopping just at the point where her witchy young breasts
started to form.
Having her daddy's hands so close to her excitable tits made
Pam tremble with pleasure, and she could feel the pouting lips of
her pussy pressing against the black panties like a mouth!
"UUUHHHmmm, that feels so good, daddy!"
"Does it, baby?"
"Yes. Do it lower."
"Lower?"
"Ummmmmm."
She almost smiled as she felt his blunt, male fingertips
fumbling down the small of her back to her waist. He rubbed her a
few times there.
"Feel better?" he breathed, a little huskily.
"Yes, but lower, daddy. Lower."
Still he hesitated, and she could hear his uneven breathing
above her.
"Please, daddy," she mewed, kittenishly, "sitting on that old
plane has made me sore all over."
His voice came back like a ragged edge of broken glass.
"Baby, if I could, I'd rub you all over, but--"
"But what, daddy?"
"Well, I ..."
His words trailed off into a breathy whisper, and to help him
decide what he could or could not do, she reached behind her and
deftly yanked down the sheet past her cutely humped buttocks.
She heard his throaty gasp. "Where the hell did you, uh, are
those your mom's--?"
When he broke off, Pam grinned. "Rub me," she hissed softly,
making the hiss as innocent but urgent sounding as she dared!
Once more his fingers dug into her flesh, but this time he
moved gently into the pantied area covering her spicy ass. She
could feel his stroking hands fumbling uncertainly along the
curves of her buttocks, then dabbing and rubbing more firmly as
her warm rear end responded with pleasure.
"Oh, I love that, daddy," she purred.
He kept massaging, moving his fingertips closer and closer to
the mouth-watering crease between the cheeks of her teenaged ass,
roiling the tempting hillocks of her lower butt the way a baker
works dough.
"Lower," she whispered from the pillow.
He knew then.
She knew he knew!
Without a word, he slowly inched his dabbing fingers lower
and lower, until he was actually dimpling his thumbs against the
lower part of her pussy!
"OOOooohhh, daddy!"
His thumbs seemed to grow larger and he worked them even
lower, pawing the moist area of her cunt, close to her anus.
Her ambitious little twat opened hotly, throbbing madly!
She could feel her clitoris rising hard and wet at the upper
extreme of her pussy ...
Then her father did the thing she'd hoped he would do.
He hooked his index fingers into the top of the black, sexy
panties and pulled them down!
Her naked, rosy young butt would have made a saint horny!
His fingers came greedily back to her pooching rear, and this
time there was no pretense at what he felt. He massaged her
beautiful, fourteen-year-old ass until it was glowing!
And then she heard the magic word from her daddy, a word
which came out of his lips with a hoarse rasp:
"Lower?"
"YES!!"
She lifted her burning cunt up off the sheet, and he slipped
his palmed hand snugly down between her legs. Immediately her
pussy grew hotter and damper against his hand, and as he rubbed
the hair-lined cuntlips she moaned softly with joy.
He played with her snatch until she was on the brink of an
orgasm, and then she rolled over away from him.
Her naked body lay before him like a feast for a starved man,
and she watched his eyes glitter with the same kind of lust she
had seen in the Pauley males, and in her Uncle Joe and Willy.
Her daddy was a man after all!
He swallowed hard, and she saw the tip of his tongue move
uncertainly along his lower lip.
He was so handsome and sexy looking that she felt a deep and
abnormal ache in the core of her wanton young slit!
"Jesus, baby," he husked, softly, "are we sure we know what
the hell we're doing this morning?"
She took a deep breath, the words slurring out of her throat
like tiny flames. "Fuck me, daddy--fuck me good!"
His mature male mouth twitched in a helpless grin.
"Your mom would kill us both!" he managed hoarsely.
Pam grinned wickedly up into his face, her thighs sprawled
invitingly apart to show her already wet and hungry pussy. "Mom
isn't here, daddy. So what do we care what she doesn't know!"
Nobody could have denied the lusty logic of that!
To clinch the situation, Pam sat up on her elbows and reached
over between her daddy's legs. The white spot to the left of his
crotch was bulging now, and the outline of his large cock pulsed
outward.
Pam touched his sheathed penis with the tips of her fingers,
lightly measuring the length of his virile tool. His big prick
vibrated under her teasing caress.
"God," he groaned, licking his lips again as he alternated in
staring at her whorish teenaged cunt and at the way her
experienced fingers were toying and pressuring the big dick to
come out of hiding.
"Take it out, daddy," she pleaded, hotly, "I want to suck it
before you fuck me."
It was the last straw!
He reached both of his hands up and quickly unzipped his fly.
He started to dig into his shorts, but she pushed his hand away
and substituted her own.
Her nimble little fingers explored deep inside his open
jeans, and in seconds she had pulled his stallion-sized penis
forward out of his fly. It was a long large bar of iron in her
hand, and she stroked it playfully as it turned even more rigid
under her touch.
"It's so big," she murmured, the cheeks of her face turning a
deep pink with excitement.
His prick throbbed stiffly in her fingers, the veins puffing
out and the large, perfectly formed head turning a deep coral
color from such lustful stimulation.
With one liquid movement of her craned neck, she bent over
and took the meatus of her daddy's stout cock between her lips.
She sucked the delicious morsel for a few seconds, running her wet
and furry tongue in circles over the smooth bulb.
He groaned, and put his hand over her quivering pussy once
again, rubbing her hole impatiently!
She had intended just to taste his boldly erected cock, but
it felt so warm and hard in her mouth that she rode it deeper into
her throat. It filled her like a thick club, and the musky male
odor of him excited her so much that a prickling of goosebumps
popped out along her thighs.
"Suck it, honey," he whispered. "I like it!"
She ovaled her lips as widely as she could, then went down on
him until the tip of her nose was touching against his flat
stomach, and her chin was pressed against the zipper of his jeans.
When she came back up, she left the whole column of his
aroused prick gleaming with her saliva.
The second her lips slipped off the bursting, ridged head of
his dick, he stood up and raked his jeans off. Then he took off
his shirt and came back to her the way she wanted him, a naked,
strong, mature man with nine solid inches of cunt-pleasing prick!
They rolled together on the small bed, making the springs
shriek softly as their legs and arms entwined.
Pam circled her arms around her father's broad back, hugging
his chest against her swollen young tits. At the same time he
forced her legs apart with his knee, and pulled her head back with
one hand as he planted his mouth firmly over her own.
He kissed his daughter as if she were some adolescent whore
he had bought off the street!
Pam moaned as she felt his roguish tongue burrowing deep into
her throat. She sucked back at him, moving her hands up to his
earlobes and pulling at them while their mouths made obscene
slurping noises.
She could feel his beautiful big prick throbbing hard against
her tummy, and she wanted it to do that inside her cunt!
To attain her end, she opened her legs and crawled them
hotly, brazenly up over his strong buttocks leaving her pussy
yawning wide for the invasion of his incestuous tool.
But her father was even more experienced than she was when it
came to fucking a hot little mare like her
He grasped both of her legs just under her knees, and forced
her to hook her legs over his shoulders. At the same time he
stretched his own hairy legs back behind him until his feet were
braced at the bottom of the bed and his prick was sticking out in
a direct line with her slavering young twat.
Then, like the aroused bull he had become, her daddy thrust
his sturdy cock deep into her welcoming cunt. The stiff column of
flesh went squishing between the folds of her pussy like a small
baseball bat!
"AAAHHH!" she yelped.
He thrust again, and this time his prick rode up to the balls
inside her.
With her legs hooked over his shoulders, there was no escape
for Pam from the hammering, pounding big cock. All she could do
was hang like a wanton monkey against his strong body as the
powerful strokes and thrusts turned her already heated cunt into a
fiery oven of lust.
His horny tool made a lewd clucking noise as it jabbed in and
out between her legs, and his nuts slapped harshly against the
bottom of her buttocks.
Pam felt the flooding pleasure of being lecherously fucked by
her own father. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, trying
desperately to hold back the orgasm that was bulleting up from the
very core of her thighs.
But it was no use.
The rapture was too intense to deny.
As her legs and feet flopped crazily against her daddy's back
and shoulders, her pussy detonated with a string of wildly
throbbing spasms of juicy thrills.
Her cunt muscles clasped the stabbing prick, holding and
squeezing it with such furious lust that she literally forced the
sperm from his balls!
She felt one or two tentative spurts of hot cream, and then
it was as if a floodgate had been opened inside her pussy. A hot
torrent of balm flooded high up into her womb, smothering her with
joy!
As his passionately aroused penis continued to squirt inside
of her, she reached down with both hands and dug her fingers into
the sweaty cheeks of his manly ass.
She had found something at last to really hang onto!
Chapter 8
The second her daddy finished fucking her, he crawled
sluggishly away from her pungent young body, leaving her pussy
soaked with the warmth of his violently expended sperm.
She could actually feel the torrid juices swimming hotly
around in her cunt, like lively little tadpoles.
She stretched lazily in bed, the lips of her satisfied young
slit sliding sappily together, the cuntal hairs matted with the
delicious spunk of both her juices and her sweet daddy's.
"Ummm," she purred, smiling as the memory of what he had done
to her with his long and rigid prick.
She decided she had learned something that most girls would
never know: that her daddy does it best!