Nick Eastwood - Eager naked family

"It's so hot," Terry murmured, "I think I'll take off my jeans, too."

Glen didn't protest, assuming she'd be wearing panties and would still be decently covered. So his eyes got huge as she skinned out of her jeans and went totally naked. He stared at her cute little dark bush, and his cock almost tore its way out of his jeans.

"Terry, honey," he said hoarsely, "you really oughta put some clothes on."

"But I'm so comfortable this way, Daddy," she purred. "You would be, too. Let me take your clothes off."

She was already tugging at his t-shirt as she spoke. She got it off, then ran her fingers through the thick hair mat of his broad chest. Then she slid down in front of him and removed his work boots and socks. Her fingers went for his fly, and Glen got red as a beet. He couldn't let her see that he'd gotten a stiff cock for her.

"Uh, honey, that's enough," he stammered, "I'll leave my pants an."

"Oh, it's all right, Daddy," Terry grinned, "I know you have a hard-on."

Glen got even more red. Terry quickly unzipped his jeans, then grasped pants and shorts and tugged them down, leaving him naked. She squealed with delight as his massive hard-on snapped free. It was the biggest cock she'd seen so far, a good eight inches long and as thick as her wrist.

"Oh, wow, it's huge," she exclaimed, reaching out to pet it.

"Oh, Christ," Glen groaned.

Things were happening so fast, he was dazed. One minute he'd been sitting there sipping a beer and reading the paper just like he always did after work, and now here he was buck naked with his equally naked teenage daughter playing with his cock. He wasn't quite sure how it had all happened.

Terry had a happy smile on her face as she ran her fingers all over his swollen prick. Glen couldn't stifle his rapidly growing excitement. His wife had never played with his cock. In fact he and Irene had never played with each other at all, never even made love in daylight. He was enjoying hell out of this unexpected encounter with his daughter. Hot cream bubbled up in his piss hole, and Terry licked her lips.

Then Glen gasped with surprise as she bent low and stuck out her tongue and licked up his cream. He damned near came in her face. For years he'd secretly wanted Irene to go down on him but felt it was wrong to ask. He couldn't hide his wild arousal as his daughter's hot little tongue played on the swollen head of his cock. But he knew this dangerous game couldn't continue. He was about to lose all control of himself.

"Okay, Terry, that's enough," he said hoarsely. "You know we shouldn't be doing this."

Terry realized she was moving too fast. She couldn't overcome a lifetime of prudery and inhibition in just a few minutes. She came back to sit beside her father. "I'm sorry, Daddy," she said, "but I just couldn't help doing that. I'm so horny."

"You're what?" Glen gasped.

"See, I have a boyfriend," she went on, "and we make out a lot, and now I won't be seeing him till next fall, and I really miss him. My pussy feels like it's on fire. Here, just feel it."

As she babbled on, she took her father's hand and set it on her gash. Glen barely stifled a lusty groan as he touched the scorching wet flesh. Terry wasn't putting him on. She was really horny, her slit soaked and swollen. It was obviously that she needed to be fucked very badly. Glen thought about cramming his engorged cock into her tiny cunt, and he almost shot his load.

"See, Daddy?" Terry purred. "Couldn't you help me out just a little? Stick your finger in there and get me off?"

Again Glen would never know what came over him, but he found himself slipping his thick middle finger into his daughter's cunt. It was fantastically snug yet juicy in there, and it was steaming hot. He would have given anything to stick his cock in there and if she hadn't been his own kid, he would have. He eased his finger into her as far as he could, while she soaked it with molten cream.

"Oooooo, yesssss, Daddy," she squealed, "do it to me, get me off."

Spying from the kitchen, Irene and the boys could hardly believe the success Terry was having with their strict and puritanical husband and father. It was incredible to see Glen sitting there with a hard-on, pumping his finger in and out of his daughter's cunt. Terry looked over his shoulder, caught their eye, and grinned triumphantly.

Then, as her father finger-fucked her, she wrapped her fingers around his big hard cock and started pumping it. Glen snorted with excitement, and thick bubbles of cream oozed up in his piss hole. Terry rubbed her palm over the hot juke, then smeared it all over his cock. She pumped his meat firmly and fast, while he speeded up the pistoning of his finger in her juice slick cunt tunnel.

"Ohhhhh, Daddy, just a little more," Terry begged, "I'm almost there."

Glen couldn't stop now. He was having too much fun, too much excitement. He just wished he and Irene could make love like this, that they could experiment a little instead of always doing it the same old way. But he didn't dare ask his wife to change. He was sure she'd be shocked and angry if he suggested anything kinky.

Maybe that was why he couldn't resist his daughter just now. He knew it was incestuous to play with her like this, but he couldn't help himself, because he was starved for some novelty and excitement. He ached to make love in some new way. And of course he was fulfilling his naughty fantasy of getting it on with a teenage girl.

No, he wasn't going to stop, but he vowed he wouldn't go any farther with her, either. He'd just get her off with his finger, maybe let her jack him off, but he wouldn't do anything serious like fuck her. That, really would be incest. Glen kept telling himself these things as his lust reached fever pitch and he couldn't even think straight any more. His cock felt ready to explode.

"Oh, Jesus, I think I'm gonna come," he groaned.

Terry let go of his cock like it was a hot potato. She didn't want the fun to be over so soon. She just let her father's massive hard-on wag and drool by itself while he finger-fucked her to the brink of climax. She soaked his pistoning finger with an enormous burst of molten cream as she went over the edge.

"Unnnnhhhhh, Daddy, you did it, I'm coming!" she howled.

Glen groaned with horniness as he felt her tiny hot cunt clamping like a vise around his finger and drenching it with sizzling come-cream. He ached to feel that hot action around his cock instead of his finger. But he was proud of himself for having resisted the temptation. Now that Terry was satisfied, he could get her away from him and try to calm down.

But Terry had other ideas. "Mmmmmm, Daddy, that was so nice," she purred as he slipped his finger out of her smoking twat. "What else would you like to do?"

"Nothing," Glen lied. "I want you to run along now and get dressed."

"But, Daddy, we're just starting to have fun," Terry pouted, "and besides, you haven't gotten off yet. Here, I'll take care of that for you."

Before Glen could reply, his naked daughter had slid off the couch and down between his legs. She was fisting the thick hairy base of his cock and holding it firmly so he had no chance to get away. She brought her face so close to his meat that her hot breath tickled it. Glen shuddered with lust.

"What are you doing, Terry?" he asked hoarsely.

"I'm gonna suck your cock, Daddy," she purred. "That'll really get you off."

Glen knew that at that moment he should have picked her up and paddled her ass. How did she even know about cock-sucking, after the strict and decent way she'd been raised? He ought to have been shocked and furious. But all he felt was overpowering lust and excitement as her little wet tongue dared out and contacted the swollen head of his cock.

He shivered and moaned as she began to lick up all the hot cream that bubbled from his piss hole. For years he'd secretly wanted Irene to go down on him. Now at last his fantasy was coming true, only with his daughter instead of his wife. He watched dizzily as her little pink tongue swirled around and around the engorged head of his cock. The pleasure was like nothing he'd ever felt before.