Richard Van Dorne - Daddy_s delight

Maybe she would run.

But it was too late now anyway. She gazed at the door totally immobile, as if she had been struck catatonic. In another moment Daddy would be coming through that door, and she had to think of what to do.

"Daddy!"

"June! But, my God, what are you doing sitting around like this?"

Guy Donovan stared with eyes blazing at his daughter's voluptuous proportions. His nostrils flared and his penis began to swell with blood as he gazed on them. His mouth filled with saliva, and despite his best intentions he couldn't help but imagine his tongue and his fingers and his cock over and around and into every last opening of her milk-white flesh.

Caught off guard, June decided to be brazen. If there was ever going to be a chance for it, this was it. She had often wanted Daddy's big hard penis ramming deep inside of her starving cunt, and if she could manage to get him upstairs to see what her mom – his wife – was doing with their dog… then there would certainly never be a problem with her mother over anything she and Daddy chose to do…

All this reasoning flashed through her pubescent brain almost instantaneously with her father's appearance, for she sensed that now the chips were down and this was the only chance she was going to have. She was going to have to try to go for broke and seduce him.

And there was another angle to it, too – if Daddy came upon Mommy being fucked by Brute, a horrendous scene might ensue, and Daddy might even go get his gun…

Well, she couldn't bear to see her mother killed, and somehow it didn't seem fair, just as they were on the verge of such magnificent happiness.

So it all rested with her. If she could seduce Daddy – and this might be her last chance – then everything would be all right. Otherwise, there was just no telling what might happen.

So she smiled and looked at him from under half-lidded lashes. She sipped her milk, then put the glass aside and thrust her breasts forward so that he could see clearly all of their shapely beauty.

"Oh, I don't know, Daddy. I must have taken a nap, and then I came down for a glass of milk. I'm dreadfully sorry I forgot to put anything on. You don't mind terribly, do you?" And with this she stretched luxuriantly so that the alluring young mounds of flesh on her chest swayed and trembled enticingly.

Guy Donovan gulped, trying hard to control his rampant lust. He watched as his beautiful blonde daughter blew some satiny blonde hair out of her eyes, and noticed again for the umpteenth time the sexy sweep of her long yellow hair. It fell down her back almost all the way to the cleft in her buttocks, thick and rich with color, flowing more like a lion's mane than a human head of hair belonging to a twelve year old girl.

He tried to say something, but his voice only croaked hoarsely in the small kitchen.

"Don't you like me, Daddy?" she asked suddenly, fluttering her dark lashes above her deep and sexy blue eyes.

Donovan gulped again. He couldn't think of anything to say. He felt he should say something, anything, however. Even though this was the sort of erotic dream every father secretly longed for, he still felt that he should be showing some umbrage…

"June," he croaked awkwardly, "really, you'll have to get something on… uh… that is… you can't just be sitting around like this…"

Her sultry eyes fastened humidly on his, and then she slowly stood up. His eyes held on hungrily to Venus-like roundness of her beautiful breasts, then darted momentarily to the smooth oval features of her immature girlish face, and glanced breathlessly at the soft line of sparse blonde pubic hairs that moved up across the gentle swelling of her healthy young belly, and finally he looked all the way down her nicely shaped legs…

My God, he thought, she's breath-taking!

A helpless wave of lust swept over him, and there was a sensation of vertigo, as if he were falling from a great height. And then suddenly June bent – specifically for the purpose of providing her father with a more erotic display – and picked up a napkin that had fallen from the kitchen table. Her breasts swelled forward in the air, her long blonde hair trailing everywhere, and there was the most enticing display of her smoothly shaped young buttocks, out of which no man could help but want to draw handful after handful of curvaceous flesh, smooth, creamy, and white… he wanted only to dig his fingers into those lushly swelling ass-cheeks…

The twelve year old vamp stood up abruptly and brushed her hair back, her breasts shaking from side to side. "All right, daddy-poo. If that's really what you want me to do… I'll go upstairs and get dressed…" June looked at him. "Will you come and help me, Daddy darling?"

He tried to grunt something, but it came out unintelligible. There seemed to be something caught in his throat. He felt his penis expanding, growing larger, harder, filling with blood, becoming sturdy like the trunk of a tree… he knew that the bulge in the front of his trousers was probably giving him away, but then on the other hand he couldn't bring himself to care, either…

Seeing that her dad was struck dumb by her beauty and unable to answer, June merely smiled and whirled around, dancing over to the stairs. Now he would be better able to study her wasp-small waist, the sexy flare of her opulent hourglass hips, the two exotic dimples in either of her ass-cheeks…

As he watched her dance away, Guy felt as if he were strangling on her pure blonde loveliness, which was dizzying in its effect on all of his ardently exposed senses. It was as if his body were covered with hypersensitive antennae, each one catching fiercely erotic signals from that voluptuous turn of his blonde daughter's naked body. She danced up the stairs a little way and he reflected on the head-turning quality of her shapely young calves, and those long legs of hers, so smooth and soft… just right for wrapping tight around a man's pistoning hips…

"Are you coming, Daddy?" she asked, turning at the top of the stairs, her blue eyes flashing, her long honey-colored hair whipping back over her shoulder.

Donovan choked, then nodded dumbly. He wanted to protest, but he felt as if there was a long thin rope traveling outward through his rapidly hardening penis which extended up the stairs and was being held wrapped in her tiny hand. It was impossible to resist. She was too unimaginably lovely. He would have to take his chances with Dora arriving untimely. For the moment all he could see was this gorgeous twelve year old blonde flesh of his seductive offspring.

He had to fuck her, if she would let him! She had him hypnotized now.

And so he followed dutifully after her, up the stairs, like an obedient puppy. Upstairs, if he could break from looking at her voluptuous young body, perhaps he would attempt to escape and regain control. For now, he could only obey.

June sensed his indecision and she knew that she had to hold him at all cost. Her little plan had worked thus far and she'd been terrifically successful, but if he got his senses back together, there might yet be some violent reaction.

And then there was mother to think of. Mother, who even now was probably having the life fucked out of her by their sex-crazy family dog! If Daddy saw her before he was fully in June's power, he might snap out of it, come to his senses, and then all hell would break loose. She would have to retain control of him every second.

And to think – at last – at last she was going to feel his enormous cock plunging upward through the hot moist confines of her ardent young cunt – after dreaming about it for so long! His balls slapping lewdly into the sensitive cleft of her buttocks! June felt a sharp intake of breath as she considered this. This was what she had really hoped and planned for all this time – getting Daddy to fuck her. Yes, that was what she wanted and she wasn't ashamed to think it. She could even use that sexy, dirty word in her head. She kept thinking it over and over again, considering it… Daddy's big thick rod plunging in and out of the clinging wet walls of her pussy…