Harry Stevens: Incest daughter

"Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me!" she cried. "Make me come! Promise me you won't stop fucking me until I come!"

"I promise, baby," Burt answered with a mouthful of perfect tit. "Daddy won't let his little girl down."

He shifted his mouth to Vicki's other tit, while continuing to drive his big prick in her cunt. Vicki's long legs wrapped around his waist, her crotch bucking response to every cock-thrust up her pussy.

"It won't be long now, Daddy," Vicki's voice trembled. "Make it happen. Make me come."

Burt fucked his daughter faster and faster. His hands gripped her asscheeks, pulling them apart as his fingers dug into the crack of her butt.

"I'm almost there!" Vicki shouted. "So close!" Burt timed it just right. He was on the brink of coming himself and had only a couple of cockthrusts remaining before he would have to shoot his wad. His second-to-last surge unlocked Vicki's legs from his waist. The final lurch sent his limbs straight up in the air, as Burt hilted his straining prick one last time in his daughter's pussy and waited for his jizz to flow.

"Yeeoooww!" Vicki screamed.

It sounded like she was dying. But, in reality, she felt more alive than she ever had in her sixteen-plus years. Almost as if she had waited until adolescence to be born.

Vicki's big moment was here at last.

"I'm coming so hard!" she whooped with joy. "God, it's wonderful! Thank you, Daddy, thank you! Bless you for fucking me sooo goooood!"

At that instant, Burt Wallace's own needs were abruptly satisfied. As his daughter climaxed, his cock erupted into the depths of her spasming cunt.

The flood of hot jism in her pussy doubled Vicki's climax. A fire burned in her that would smolder in her memory forever.

"Oh, baby, your pussy's thirsty," Burt groaned. "I can feel it just sucking up my jizz. My balls are gonna be sure as hell sore when this is over."

"Don't stop coming in my pussy, Daddy! I don't ever want it to end!" Vicki yelped. "My cunt can't get enough of your sweet jizz!"

"Don't I just know it. Too bad I just can't keep coming forever."

Vicki swooned from the thought of it. She could imagine her pussy overflowing with jizz. As her father kept coming and coming inside her, his cum would spread from her cunt and wash over her entire body.

However, Vicki's fantasy of bathing in her father's jism was doomed by reality. Despite his stature in his daughter's eyes, Burt Wallace was only human. He had only so much cum to give even his little girl's magical cunt.

"My cock's going dry, baby," Burt warned Vicki.

"No, Daddy, no, please keep coming!" Vicki made a last-ditch appeal.

"Sorry, baby. I've got no more jizz to give you. It's just the way it is."

"It's okay, Daddy," Vicki sighed after a pause. "We can always start over again."

"Did I make you come hard enough, baby?" her concerned father asked. "Did I take you where you wanted to go, sweetheart?"

"Mmmm, you better believe it, Daddy." Vicki grinned. "That's why I never wanted it to end. I wanted to feel that way forever. Just greedy, I guess."

"Beautifully greedy, my darling daughter." Burt Wallace was at his tenderest. He framed Vicki's face with his hands and kissed her gently. "You're an angel," be said. "I've done two great things in my life. One of them was helping to bring you into this world. The other was fucking you."

"Daddy, you're a poet," Vicki purred like a well-stroked kitten.

Father and daughter kissed again. This time it lasted almost a minute, their tongues darting inside each other's mouths.

During the soul-kiss their hands roamed. When they broke for air Vicki was massaging her father's sticky cock and balls, while Burt fingered his daughter's tough little clit.

The results of the mutual stimulation were predictable. Vicki's pussy tingled anew. Burt's prick hardened.

"Oh, Daddy, I want to suck your cock," Vicki panted. "Will you eat my cunt while I'm going down on you?"

"Try and stop me." Burt smacked his lips.

Quickly father and daughter arranged their naked bodies in a sixty-nine. Burt was on top, diving between Vicki's spread legs. His fresh hard-on drove down into her slurping mouth while he ate her pussy.

Vicki and her father each concentrated on the same taste sensation – sweetness. Vicki thought of one of the all-day suckers she had loved as a little girl while she mouthed her dad's long, thick prick. As he tongued his daughter's cunt, Burt thought of cotton candy.

The sixty-nining was too intense for the sucking partners to remain still. They moved all over the bed and then Vicki came up on top. Now she was sitting on her father's face and moving her lips up and down his standing cock.

Not satisfied with even being on top of a sixty-nine, Vicki brought her fingers into play. With her right hand she squeezed her father's balls. With her left, she dug into his butt and finger-fucked his asshole.

Responding in kind, Burt pressed his fat thumb against his daughter's clit, while his other hand explored the downy crevice of Vicki's butt. Then he was finger-fucking her ass as deeply as she was his.

Vicki added another finger in her father's ass. Burt matched her.

Once again the incestuous lovers rolled over. This time they landed side by side.

They continued this way for five solid minutes of sixty-nining and ass probing. Since both their mouths were busy sucking, no words were exchanged. Only sighs and moans and slurps.

Eventually the oral and finger sex took its toil. Burt's cock was ready to explode again. Vicki felt like a pane of glass that was about to shatter.

"I'm gonna come in your mouth, baby," Burt warned.

"You're not the only one," Vicki slurred with a mouthful of cock.

Their climaxes happened at exactly the sine instant. As Burt's prick spilled hot jizz down his daughter's throat, Vicki's cunt produced its own brand of female cum.

Father and daughter greedily sucked down one another's juices as each came in the other's face. Through it all they kept their fingers working in each other's asshole. Vicki never stopped squeezing her father's balls, and Burt's thumb squashed Vicki's clit.

When the dual climax was finally fading, Vicki and Burt lay curled together listening to their shallow breathing. Birds sang someplace, but Vicki couldn't be sure if they were outside or in her head.

"Oh, Daddy, I love you so much," Vicki sighed. "So fucking much. I'd just like to stay locked up in this room with you forever."

"Yeah, it's a shame we ever have to leave this bed," Burt sighed too.

"Maybe we could run off somewhere together," Vicki suggested, surprising herself by how serious she sounded. "Just drop out of sight."

Burt Wallace chuckled at that. "Yeah, find a tropical island that's not on anybody's map," he said wistfully.

"You sound like you've thought about it before, Daddy."

"It's been a fantasy of mine for years. It's just that I didn't know the name of the beautiful girl I was stranded with until now."

"Your own daughter." Vicki giggled. "Won't the natives be shocked?"

Suddenly Burt turned serious, sitting up and staring down at his beautifully naked daughter.

"I lied," he said. "I just made up the bit about the tropical island. My fantasy was always to fuck you, baby."

"Daddy, those are the loveliest words I've ever heard," Vicki rejoiced. "Why did you wait so long to make your wish come true?"

"I-I thought it would be wrong somehow to fuck my own flesh and blood," Burt stammered self consciously. "Unnatural."

"I trust I've changed your mind about that," Vicki purred, reaching for her father's crotch.

"Mmmm, yes," Burt moaned as Vicki stroked his cock and balls. "You're a very persuasive girl."

"Then I shouldn't have any trouble in getting you to fuck me again, should I, Daddy?"