Message-ID: <8027eli$9802011547@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/8027.txt> From: pjurado@aol.com (PJurado) X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: White Rose 1 by PJ (M/f, incest) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <19980201072501.CAA13891@ladder03.news.aol.com> White Rose 1 by PJ http://members.aol.com/PJurado/index.html The rain was thick and cold as Tara ran up the porch of her house. She fumbled in her backpack for the house keys, then slid one in with trembling fingers. Tara burst inside, then quickly closed the front door to keep out the wet and chill. She ran small, delicate fingers through her long curly brown hair, then walked to the closet to hang up her plastic rain coat. "Is that you, Tara?" asked a male voice from the kitchen. "Yes, daddy," replied Tara loudly while she closed the closet door, then brushed her hands down over her disheveled plaid skirt. "Oh, you look positively sodden," smiled Tara's father, a dish rag entwined around his large palms. The tall, well-built man bent down to hug his short, petite daughter, wrapping his thick arms tightly around the girl's thin frame. Tara grunted from the force of the hug, returning the embrace with her own small arms around her father. Tara's father sniffed his little girl's damp hair, then nuzzled his nose briefly in her thick curls. He tilted his beautiful daughter's face up, then kissed her gently on the mouth, softly sucking on her full, lower lip. "Daddy! Mom might come home!" admonished Tara with a giggle before she slid under her father's arms. Tara's father watched his girl run into the kitchen, where he had prepared an after-school snack for her. He followed his daughter into the kitchen, then observed the young girl as she devoured a peanut-butter sandwich and drank a glass of cold milk. He moved behind Tara while she stood at the counter, licking jelly from her small fingers. He slid his large hands under his daughter's skirt, caressing her small, tight ass with his thick fingers. "Daddy," murmured Tara as she leaned forward against the counter, her hands pressed against the flat edge. Tara's father rubbed his nose again in her drying hair, then kissed the back of her neck. His hands fondled the young girl's buttocks over the fabric of her white panties, his fingers kneading the soft, smooth flesh. The girl's father licked the inside of her right ear, making her giggle while he slid his hands under her panties, cupping her firm little buttocks, then squeezing them like ripe fruit. "I'm getting hot, daddy," moaned Tara, her lips quivering softly. Tara's father removed his hands from her ass, then reached around her torso, unfastening the buttons of her white blouse. He removed her shirt, then cupped her budding breasts with his hands, caressing them through the fabric of her white bra. He kissed his daughter's creamy white right shoulder, then licked up and down the arch of her neck and shoulder. "You taste so good," whispered Tara's father, one hand fondling her left breast while his right arm pressed against her thin stomach, holding her firmly against his body. "My pussy feels wet," gasped Tara as she wriggled against her father. Tara's father reached down with his right hand, going beneath her skirt, then sliding past her moist panties. He fingered her soft little pussy, the pink flesh wet and slick with her young female juices. He slid his index finger between the folds of her labia, rubbing up and down her narrow slit. "That feels good, daddy," moaned Tara, her warm breath coming in sharp gasps. Tara's father kissed her brown hair lovingly, his finger continuing to rub up and down her moist cunt. He removed his finger from the little girl's snatch, then raised the honey-coated digit to his daughter's mouth. "Suck it for daddy," urged the man. Tara slowly licked her father's index finger, cleaning her own cum from the thick digit. Her little pink tongue slid erotically up and down, collecting all of the musky, viscous fluid. Tara's father inserted his finger into the girl's mouth, watching as she sucked lewdly on it, her eyes locked with her father's as she slid her clean, unpainted lips back and forth over the finger. The girl's father freed his finger from her warm, wanton mouth, then bent down to kiss her. He forced his tongue past his daughter's lips, then caressed her own delicate tongue with his. Tara's father sucked on his little girl's lips, so delicate and tender. He kissed the tip of her little nose, then licked the tip of her small chin. Tara giggled under the lewd affection, then quickly licked her father's face before he stood up. Tara's father unbuckled his belt, then slid it free from his pants. He let his jeans fall to his ankles, then lowered his shorts enough for his cock to dangle free. Tara giggled at the sight of her daddy's dong until he turned her around to face the kitchen cabinets in front of her. "Mom might be home soon," warned Tara while her father tied her wrists together with his belt and cinched it tightly. "Mom called earlier, she'll be late from work," soothed the girl's father before he raised up her plaid skirt, then gently pulled down her white panties. He rubbed the head of his erect cock over Tara's gorgeous buttocks, then slowly inserted his member into her crack, letting his daughter's pussy engulf his shaft. "Umm, ughh," moaned Tara as she bit her lower lip. She could feel her father's cock entering her tight vagina, pushing into her warm belly. "Your pussy's so hot and tight," murmured the girl's father before he began pumping back and forth, his hairy crotch slapping against her bare buttocks. Tara groaned loudly, her small hands wriggling in their bonds desperately as her father fucked her from behind, his cock filling her young cunt. "Daddy...daddy!" begged Tara, her small breasts jiggling with each powerful thrust. Tara's father began pumping faster into his daughter, he could feel his orgasm building within his dick. He wrapped his thick arms around Tara's small waist, holding her body in place while he rammed his tool into her young, yielding pussy. Tara groaned loudly with each push, her own juices trickled out of her cunt and down her slim, bare thighs. With one last thrust, Tara's father shot his load into his little girl, filling her young womb with his seed. He rubbed his cock clean on her buttocks, then pulled up his shorts and jeans. "You better go take a shower before Mom get home," ordered the girl's father as he unfastened his belt from her thin wrists. "Yes, daddy," agreed Tara before she pulled up her damp panties and adjusted her uniform skirt. "Daddy?" "Yes, darling," smiled the man as he looked down at his winsome daughter. "I love you, daddy," smiled the curly-haired girl adoringly. "Go take your clothes off for your shower, I'll be in there to help you wash in a minute," replied the man affectionately as he bent down to kiss his young girl's perspiration-soaked forehead. The End. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/><http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>