Jonathon Black - The family Man

“Okay, Jo, here goes. Just be patient. First of all, there's nothing dirty about sex unless people make it that way. A man and woman usually use sex to show how much they love each other. What they do and how they do it is up to them.”

Dan went on to give her a detailed description of vaginal, oral and anal sex, spelling everything out in layman's terms since he knew she would be exposed to that kind of language sooner or later. Jo listened raptly, following every word while she tried to picture in her mind what he was telling her. When he was through and paused to light a cigarette, a tiny shudder rippled up her back. She got up to get him a souvenir ash tray, more self-conscious of her body than before, then resumed her place by his side.

“Then you did that to me in my, uhhh, anus because you still wanted me to be a virgin?”

“That's right.”

Jo gulped noisily. “But you… you did want to fuck me?”

“I'm afraid I did. You're a very beautiful girl, Jo, and a very desirable one. You excited me, just like you'll excite boys when you start going out on regular dates.”

“And when you get excited, your cock gets hard?”

“Yes. Not only me, but practically all males will do the same thing. It's a natural reaction.”

The girl looked down at the floor, unable to face her father when she asked the next question. “Do you still want to? Fuck me and do all those other things?”

Dan coughed nervously and shifted his feet. “I'm trying not to, honey, but it isn't easy. You have that effect on me. Every time I see you without any clothes on it bothers me.”

“Peggy, too?” Her voice was barely over a whisper.

“Uh huh. I'm not proud of it, but that's the way it is.” He stood up and began pacing, not even attempting to conceal the hard erection shoving his fly out. “I wanted to talk to both you girls at the same time, but you forced me into this.”

She watched him with soulful eyes as he strode back and forth, rubbing her smooth thighs and trying to stop a bad case of jitters. “Did you do the same thing to her?”

“Yes, almost exactly the same thing. Christ, baby, don't rub it in. I feel bad enough as it is.”

“I'm not trying to make you feel bad, Daddy. I just wanted to know. I love you an awful lot. A bunch more than I love mom. If you want to do that stuff to me, I won't mind. I'd be scared silly, but I'd let you. It must mean a lot to you, or you wouldn't want to.”

He stopped directly in front of her and tilted her chin up to look into her azure eyes. “Do you realize what you're saying, Jo? Do you know what it means if we get involved like that?”

“Yes,” she replied demurely. “To tell you the truth, I'd like to know what it feels like to, what did you call it, have a climax. It must be far out if people want to do it all the time.”

Dan knelt and placed his hands on her waist, drinking in her firm titties and fleecy twat before looking her in the face. “Jo, I can do that for you, but I can't fuck you. I want you to save yourself for the boy you marry. It's only right.”

“I understand.” She was trying to keep up a brave front, but her attack of nervousness was getting worse. “You mean you could do it with your tongue like you said, don't you?”

“Yes. I'd like to do that very much, baby. Just once, to let you see what it's like and taste you. Are you sure you wouldn't mind?”

“Yes, I'm sure.” She had seen how her father had looked at Brenda's undressed body, and now that she knew about her sister, her jealousy was rampant. Counting her mother, she was competing with three other females for his attention, and she wasn't going to be left out if she could help it.

“All right, sweet, lay back on the bed. Daddy will show you what grown-up women do, and make you feel real good.”

When she had scooted back and laid down, Dan lifted her ankles and positioned her bare feet on his shoulders, staring all the while at the fleshy canyon of her cunt. Her vaginal opening was dilated, and a trickle of oily mucous was flowing into her slit. He wiped his lips up and down the insides of her creamy thighs, then moved his hands up to knead her tits when he pressed his open mouth on her snatch and began swabbing it with his tongue.

“Daddy!” she whimpered. “Gosh! Ooohhh, wow! I can feel that all over! Hhhuuuhhh! Jeepers! I think I should have washed off, first!”

“Hhhmmm uuummm!” he moaned negatively as he slurped loudly in the slick crevice. Her lubricating elixir was dribbling onto his tongue and flowing into his mouth, and the saccharine smell of her twat formed an aura around his face. He sucked on her clit, feeling the hard little nubbin leap between his lips, then he moved down past her snatch to rim and tease the puckered orifice of her bung. “Uuummmfff! Uuummm! Uuunnnggghhh! Uuummm! Uuummm!”

Jo raised her head to peer at him through the valley between her tits, then reached down to twist her fingers in his hair and pull his face even farther into her crotch. His searching, probing tongue was making strong hot flashes erupt in her pelvis, and her reaction was more instinct than intent. She didn't know what a climax was supposed to feel like, but she was avidly intent on making it happen.

“More, Daddy! More! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! Ooohhh! Jeez! I'm so dam sensitive down there! You're tickling me crazy! Hhhuuuhhh! Aaahhh! Aaaggghhh! Hhhuuuhhh! Huh! Huh! Huh!”

Dan lapped hungrily at her flowerlike inner lips, savoring the rich syrup flowing from her opening, then began delving into her cunt hole, fucking her tender twat with his darting tongue. The pain in his turgid prick was tormenting him, and he was struggling with himself not to plow it into her belly.

“Uuuuuummmmmm! Uuunnnggghhh! Uuummm! Uuunnnfff! Uuummmfff!”

Fierce delightful pangs seized the girl in the groin, forcing her to alternately arch her back and heave her hips off the bed. She was panting heavily, watching her flat abdomen flutter as she ground her cunny against his burrowing mouth. If this was sex, she could easily grasp why people went back for more and more.

“Dad! Ooohhh, dad! I don't know what's happening to me, but I love it! Gggnnnuuuggghhh! Aaarrrggghhh! Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh! Hhhuuunnnggghhhh! My God, daddy! It's wild! Hhhuuuhhh! Hhhuuuhhh!”

Shaking and twitching violently, Dan pulled a hand from her spongy tit to reach down and rip his fly open. His straining cock was becoming too painful, and he had to extract it from its prison. He struggled with his jock strap, pulled it over his throbbing rod, and let his dick seek freedom. The moment it was out, he knew he would have to pinion her juicy twat with his joint or face the very good possibility of going completely berserk.

Jo saw him raising up on top of her, and her eyes bugged in her head. She caught a brief gander at his gigantic prick before he threw himself down on her, and she sucked her breath in with a rush when she felt his pole punching at the thick pouting lips of her cunny.

“Daddy,” she gasped, terrorized at the blistering look in his eyes, “I thought you weren't going to do that! Please! You gave me your promise! Don't, Dad! You said you'd let me keep it!”

His mania for her pure hitherto untouched pussy possessed him entirely, and his rabid intent could not be diverted. He must feel her tender vagina on his pecker at all costs, or he could find himself running amuck among other young girls and raping them indiscriminately, for which he would undoubtedly go to prison.

“Sweetheart, I love you!” he moaned, digging for her hole with his cockhead. “Can't you see that? Don't you understand? I have to fuck your pussy! I want to make you climax, baby! Don't fight it! Let it happen! Uuunnnggghhh!”

Jo had her hands flat against his chest and was pushing at him, aghast at the way he was slavering all over her boobies. What had started out to be a joyous frolic had suddenly turned into a nightmare, and she was cowering to the point of being paralyzed. Blood-curdling horror made her want to scream, but when she opened her mouth, no sound came forth.