Mark Carver: Family with the hots

"Oooooo, Daddy! oh, Dad, I'm so hot! I feel funny! I feel good, oh yes, Daddy, please faster, please! Oooooooo!"

He'd found her tiny clit-bud with his fingertip and worked on that for a while, until his entire hand was dripping with her cunt-juices. Even his wife, Sheila, or his next-door neighbor's luscious young daughter, Julie couldn't compare to the succulent, satiny fire of his own beautiful daughter.

Now Mark pierced deeper, feeling the resistance of her cherry, a thin membrane. For one long moment Marsha cried out and quivered her silken nakedness furiously as he pierced it. Then her father plunged his middle finger in as deep as he could into her tight, silken cunt. Marsha began fucking his stroking finger to a frenzied rhythm, twining her ankles around his and clawing at his naked flanks with her fingernails.

She twisted her head around to kiss him passionately on the lips. She clutched his hand feverishly to her furiously heaving young tits, profound moons coming from her throat. Then his young daughter seized his quivering cock in one fist and began jerking on it with obscene terror.

To Mark Jensen, upstanding citizen of Rockville, respected pillar of his community, this was one of the most depraved, joyous moments of his entire life. His own beautiful, innocent daughter was jerking him off while he was tenderly fingerfucking her. And she loved it, at least as much as he did.

Low animal moans were coming from Marsha's throat as she fervently kissed him, and from the feel of her cunt-juices gushing profusely onto his fingers, Mark knew she was having her first orgasm. Christ, he couldn't wait to fuck her in her beautiful hot ass! It writhed and wriggled on his bushy crotch like a live animal on fire, bogging to be spanked and pierced and even kissed.

For one endless moment, the girl quivered deliriously on her father's lap, and Mark knew she was coming furiously. His stroking finger dug deeper into her hot juicy slit, probing its sticky sweetness, wondering if he could actually get own half his colossal thick prick inside there.

"Aaaaagh!" Marsha cried out, tearing her lips from his. "Eeeee, Daddy, Daddy,it's – oooooo – wet and wonderful! Oh it's crazy! Oh, do it to me now, now!"

She'd had her first blazing climax, but Mark wasn't ready to fuck her yet. He wanted to eat her first, to give her the wildest possible thrills imaginable. In that way, even if she met some silly school kid she got a crush on, she'd know where the hottest thrills lay. She'd always come running back to her own father.

And he had to train her to give him a torrid blowjob, too. Because in his own house, Marsha's bedroom was just next door to his. And night after night, he intended to slip in there and suck and fuck his own lovely daughter to his heart's delight.

Mark gently pushed her off his lap. Her silken hot nakedness was shivering like a leaf. He felt an obscene thrill of pride that this lovely adolescent, lush with the promise of raw sex, was his own conception, his own gorgeous daughter.

"Sit on the sofa with your legs spread," he told her.

Still gawking with reverence at the mammoth size of her father's quivering cock, Marsha obeyed. Mark knelt between his daughter's spread thighs. For a few moments he teased her by tracing his tongue around her luscious little pink cunt, thee mast fetching, juicy and kissable thing he'd ever seen. Then he rammed his tongue deep into her honeyed slit, and the girl screamed loudly and shuddered with madness.

"Daddy, Daddy! I'm goin' – gunnnnnnngh – I'm going crazy! Oh Daddy I love You, it's crazzzzzzy!" And now Mark Jensen began eating his luscious young daughter's delicious cunt with a dedication he'd never even shown his own wife. Jesus, she was delicious and fiery! Even Julie's hot pussy couldn't compare to Marsha's gushing tight cunt. She was cramming her boiling pussy into his face now with a fury of happiness, pounding his bare shoulders with her fists to vent her newly-aroused lust.

"Daddy don't stop! Never stop! Oooooooo, God In Heaven I love it, I love it, I love my Daddy! Eeeeeee!"

He tried holding her silky hot ass-cheeks tightly in his hands as he devoured her fragrant pussy, but so wild were Marsha's movements, so lustfully furious were her hips, he could barely hang onto the satiny flesh. Cunt-juice seeped into his mouth in a small flood as she shuddered her slit in a frenzy into his eager mouth.

For ten minutes he let his own daughter come in waves of lust-inspired orgasms, purposely holding back his urgent desire to give her the fuck of her life. By now, Mark could barely breathe from the burning sweet pussy-juice smeared over his mouth and face, and from her frenzied, jerking cunt. Still, he let her come again, fatherly love mingling in a strange blend of naked raw lust for his own beautiful daughter. He wanted to let her know how wonderful, how blissfully obscene it could be to be lovingly and lewdly sucked off.

Because in a moment it would be her turn.

At last he drew his lips and tongue away from her honeyed slit. She kept on jerking and twitching in violent spasms, her virgin glands unable to absorb the intense shattering thrills of being passionately fingerfucked and blown. Especially by her own father.

"Oh, Daddy," Marsha sobbed, her plump little tits quivering, "I never dreamed sex could be like that! Please, please do it to me now? Please?"

But first, Mark decided, she had to reciprocate. It was better, he wanted to intone solemnly, to give than receive, but even that sounded ridiculous.

"Stand up for a minute, baby," he ordered. When she did, he sprawled back on the sofa. His gigantic, bristling long prick hovered out with obscene impatience.

"Put your mouth on Daddy's prick," he commanded gently. "Just suck it off, sweetheart, like you would a lollipop. Slow and easy, all right, Marsha?"

Wildly aroused with her newly-discovered series of climaxes, the girl hurried to obey. She knelt between his spread, hairy legs and grasped his massive prick in both warm hands. Without warning, she clutched four inches of his pounding rod in her mouth and began to suck on the meat feverishly.

Normally able to hold off for almost as long as he wanted, the feel of Marsha's greedily sucking hot mouth an his meat, and the sight of his luscious naked daughter eagerly rushing to meet his most obscene desires, Mark Jensen almost burst his heavy load into her mouth at that moment.

"Easy, baby," he cautioned, stroking her hair, "Easy! Like a lollipop, real slow and easy."

With a sigh of relief, he felt her furiously sucking mouth ease up on his thick cock. She was a natural cocksucker, he thought with pride. The adolescent learned quickly at her first try. Not only did she greedily suck, she paused to lick at his big prick-head every few seconds, her soft hot fist jerking on the trunk of his meat at the same time.

Finally, Marsha fell into an easy, wanton rhythm. Her burning lips oozed back and forth on his long rod of flesh to a steady, thrilling tempo, while she began stroking his shaft at a coaxing rhythm. Mark closed his eyes and leaned back. Jesus, even his own wife Sheila had never mastered the simple tricks of a languidly teasing suck-off like his daughter had in moments.

Happy groans came from Marsha's throat as she became totally intent on pleasing her father. After her first introduction to sex, the unbelievable thrills of having her own handsome father first fingerfuck and then eat her, she felt this was her first challenge. Inspiration caused her to gently sink her teeth into her father's burning prick as she sucked on its enormous length. When he groaned loudly with pleasure, Marsha tried some other imaginative tricks.

She slid back her wet lips, and keeping only the giant head of his stiff dick in her mouth, she flicked her tongue across his knob as fast as she could. When his grunts of lust became louder, she grasped his long rod in both of her hot fists and jerked eagerly, nibbling at the crimson head with naked hunger.