Don Scott - Hot family ties

"Oh, hi! Daddy, I didn't see you there." "Obviously not. What was that you said?"

Lesa Ann looked into Charlie's eyes. He really was a handsome man, she decided. Even if he wasn't her father, she would have thought him handsome. And he was also a magnificent cocksman, able to fuck her into at least No orgasms for every one of his own. The sight of Charlie made the teenager's flesh feel tingly; she felt the rapid warmth spread from her cunt through her veins.

"Nothing, Daddy," Lesa Ann lied, wishing she didn't speak to herself so often. "I didn't say anything."

"Yes you did!" Charlie took a step closer, his eyes trailing slowly up and down his daughter's body, drinking in her extraordinary beauty. "I heard you say something. Now what was it?"

The last thing Less Ann needed was for Charlie to know what she was worried about. Charlie, she was certain, would really flip out if he knew Janet was fucking his sons. Somehow, she had to sidetrack Charlie so he wouldn't pursue his current train of thought.

"It was nothing, Daddy." Lesa Ann looked into Charlie's eyes. Her eyes were soft and brown and warm, hinting of lust without blatantly displaying it. "I mumble things under

my breath now and then. You know that. I've done it since I was a little girl."

Now Lesa Ann turned her eyes on full-bore. They smoldered with passion, and she made no attempt to hide the fact that she was looking at his crotch.

They stood approximately ten feet apart. Lesa Ann, with her eyes looking tenderly but lustfully into Charlie's, brought her hands up her sides until she caught the waistband of her jeans. She unsnapped them and then slowly pulled the zipper down.

Charlie couldn't believe what was happening. They were standing near Lesa Ann's bed, at the top of the stairway where anyone coming upstairs might see them. He knew he should take his beautiful daughter by the arm and drag her into his bedroom, if necessary, so that he could fuck her once again on his bed. But he was entranced with her. Charlie couldn't do anything but stand there watching the stunning

blonde teenager as she squirmed out of her tight fitting jeans.

"You know, Daddy, it isn't hard to tell that you and Mother haven't been getting along very welt lately." Lesa Ann's voice was so soft he could barely hear her. "You don't have to deny it. I know you haven't been making love with Mother."

Lesa Ann pushed the jeans down to her ankles, then stepped out of them. She wasn't wearing any panties, and the curly cuntbush came into view. When she stood erect again, she spread her feet a little, showing her father her pink cunt-lips. Her tits were hidden by the loose, carefully torn away sweatshirt.

"I'm going to make a deal with you, Daddy. It's a deal you just can't refuse."

Lesa Ann touched her cunt lips lightly with her fingertips. She felt her own slick, warm cuntjuice. Her clit was tingling hotly. She was getting turned on.

"I've never given you a blow-job, have I?" "Yes you have." Charlie swallowed. He was finding it difficult to breathe. He wanted to throw Lesa Ann onto her bed, spread her legs, and pound his rapidly hardening prick deep into her exposed cunt.

"No, not really. I mean, I've sucked your cock, of course. But I didn't suck until you came in my mouth." Lesa Ann took two steps closer to her father. "I'll give you the best blow-job I know how to and swallow your cum-every last drop of it-if you'll promise to fuck Mother tonight. Deal?"

Charlie nodded his head vigorously. He was helpless against his teenage daughter. Whatever she wanted she could get from him.

Lesa Ann scratched her thighs lightly with her fingernails. Everything she touched felt electrified. Her sense of eroticism was racing wild. All she could think about was making her father want her more than anything else in the world. She wanted him to be crazy for her.

"Sit on the bed," Lesa Ann purred. "And take your cock out for me."

Charlie moved quickly, jerking open his pants and pushing them down to his ankles. His prick, now solid as a flag pole, stood Out from his body, the prick-tip large and taut. His balls hung beneath his cock, two big orbs producing the cum that Lesa Ann craved.

"There you go," Lesa Ann said when her father sat on the edge of her bed. "Just like I want you. She sank slowly to her knees on the

floor between his thighs. She touched his naked thighs lightly with her fingernails, then scratched his flesh very softly from his knees almost to the base of his prick. "I'm going to suck you off, Daddy. I'm going to give you a blow-job that you'll remember for the rest of your life. And while I'm sucking your cock, I don't want you to take your eyes off me. Is that clear?"

Again Charlie nodded his head quickly. He felt weak against his daughter's lust. She looked so beautiful with those glistening red lips and that wavy-kinky blonde hair spilling down her cheeks and over her shoulders.

While continuing to drag her fingernails over the man's inner thighs, Lesa Ann blew her warm, breath on Charlie's cock-head. She watched the reddish-hued knob of her father's prick expand.

Damn, he's turned on and I haven't even started sucking him yet! she thought, then giggled in a little-girl fashion which she knew Charlie thought was cute.

Lesa Ann kissed her father's spongy, warm cock-head. She smacked her lips on the fleshy crown of Charlie's meaty prick. Sucking her tongue out of her mouth, Lesa Ann licked his pisshole and heard him moaning softly with lust.

"Mmmmmmmm!" Lesa Ann purred, perhaps

a little louder than necessary just to make sure her father realized that she loved the taste of his prick.

The teenager lapped the cock-head until it was moist with her saliva. Then, turning her face to the side, she opened her jaws wide and, with just her lips, nibbled on the shaft of his cock. She raised and lowered her face, her curled tongue gliding up and down over the underside of the prick while her lips tantalized the cock-shaft. As she licked and nibbled on Charlie's prick, Lesa Ann could feel it pulsing, blood pumping into the cock to make it larger and harder than she could ever remember it being.

"I love your cock, Daddy," she whispered, her nipples hard buds of tingling, aroused flesh. "I love sucking you."

Charlie fell back onto the bed, no longer propping himself up with his elbows. Though he had been told to watch Lesa Ann as she took his prick, deep into her hot mouth, Charlie just couldn't. If he watched her, he would cum too quickly, and even though he was getting a blowjob where there was a very good chance someone else in the family might catch them, all he could think about was making this incredible ecstasy last as long as possible.

Lesa Ann wrapped her hand around her father's shaft, then pushed her face between his thighs. She tongued his hairy balls softly, lovingly, while her hand moved over the meaty cock column.

"Mmmmmmm! They're so big," she whispered. "Are they going to cum a lot for me? Hmmm? Are you really going to cum lots?"

She giggled softly as she nibbled on Charlie's balls.. He was sighing and squirming on the bed, rolling his head from side to side as his daughter sucked one nut, then the other one, into her mouth.

She let the nut slip out of her mouth with a popping sound. Lesa Ann felt her sweater slip down her right shoulder, showing off one luscious tit. She wanted to finger-fuck herself and play with her tits as she sucked her father's rock-hard prick, but she wanted to concentrate only on him.

Lesa Ann filled her hot, moist mouth with her father's cock, curling her tongue around the cock-shaft as the prick-tip throbbed hotly against the opening of her throat. She tightened her lips around the turgid cock-shaft, drawing a firm suction on the cock-meat, caving her cheeks in to surround the prick in a warm,