James Barton - Daddy_s nymph daughter

"Well if it was only blackmail," Paul said, chuckling. "I guess she's had her payoff-right, Jim?"

"Now that we've got that settled," Lana said, still gazing at Pepper's body, "did we come to talk or did we come to cum?"

"Wanna make it with the pretty lady, Pepper?" her father asked playfully.

"Uh-huh… she gives fantastic head…"

Paul kissed Lana, then he ran his hand between her legs and touched the wrinkled flesh of her tight asshole. "I'll make you a deal, Lana… there's something I'd like too… "

Lana squirmed as she felt his finger poking her sensitive asshole. She knew what he wanted and she was willing to give it just to get her head between Pepper's beautiful thighs again.

"Tell me what you want… " Lana said huskily.

"I'd like to fuck you in the ass and watch you suck my daughter's pussy!"

"Oh, Daddy-that's nasty!" Pepper kidded.

When she opened her eyes, Pepper found herself alone in a strange bed. It was dark outside and she heard voices in the next room. She slipped from beneath the covers and stumbled tiredly into the bathroom.

After she had showered, Pepper joined the adults in the kitchen. "Where's Lana?"

Helen smiled. "She went home to recuperate…"

They laughed, then shared a light supper.

It was nearing nine o'clock. Paul kissed his sister good-bye and winked at Jim. "Well have to do this again… just as soon as I can figure out a way to initiate Lisa…"

Jim and Helen watched as Paul led the sleepy Pepper to the car.

They drove home in silence as Pepper leaned heavily on her father's shoulder. By the time Paul pulled into their own drive, his daughter had gone to sleep. He carried her to the house.

Pepper stirred in his arms. She nuzzled his neck and kissed him lightly. "Your room, Daddy."

He sighed deeply and climbed the stairs. He turned on the small light beside the bed.

Paul laid the girl on her back across the bed and stood back to look down at her peaceful form.

Paul got out of his clothing. He shook his daughter's shoulder. "Come on, honey… time for bed."

Pepper opened her eyes slowly and smiled at him invitingly.

"Undress me, Daddy…" she said softly, licking her lips.

Paul felt a stirring in his loins. It was the first time they had been alone.

He kneeled beside her, slipped her shoes off, and unhooked the band of her skirt. He fumbled with the buttons on her blouse, exposing her lush young tits, he could not resist kissing each of the nipples to hardness.

Pepper sighed deeply as her blouse and skirt were removed. She lifted her hips as her father pulled down her bikini briefs. Then, the coverlet was pulled back and her head was on the pillow. As her father climbed in beside her, she wrapped her arms about his neck.

Paul kissed his daughter warmly as his hands moved over her vibrant young body. He cupped the cheeks of her ass.

"Stick it in, Daddy… put your prick in my pussy and let me go to sleep that way."

Paul lifted her right let and guided his prick into the warm nest of her cunt. She hunched forward with her hips and moved her body against his. He was totally drained, but as his prick grew stiff again, he gathered his lovely young daughter into his arms and held her tightly.

The last thing he remembered before sleep overtook him was that she was like her mother-in every way.

Pepper was out of bed and dressed for school before Paul opened his eyes the next morning.

He showered, shaved and found her in the kitchen with breakfast on the table.

She kissed him softly as he sat down to the meal. "You're gonna be late for work if you drive me to school…"

Paul glanced at his wristwatch. "Can you make it okay on your own if I don't take you, honey?"

"Sure-no problem."

Paul grabbed his coat. "Ah… Lisa's coming by around seven

… can you set another plate for supper?"

"That'll make four, Daddy… Cindy's coming to spend the night. I'll make something light."

Paul turned and looked at his daughter as she crossed the kitchen to kiss him goodbye. He felt her hand rubbing his prick through his khaki pants.

"Now that is a sure way to make me late for work, young lady!"

Pepper laughed. "Scoot-or we'll both be late!"

When her father was gone, Pepper picked up the phone and dialed Glen Lindley's number.

When her neighbor answered, she breathed heavily into the phone. "This is an obscene phone call-wanna fuck?"

There was a long pause. "Who the hell is this?"

Pepper laughed. "Don't be so stuffy! This is Hot Pants Logan

… I need a lift to school-can you drive me?"

Again, there, was a pause. "Ah… yeah, I suppose so. Cass is just getting ready to leave-come on over after she's gone."

"Right," Pepper replied. "Wouldn't want her getting suspicious, would we?"

Glen laughed nervously. "Ten minutes…"

Pepper waited ten minutes, then she walked across the lawn to the Lindley's house.

Glen let her in and smiled nervously. He glanced at her short skirt. "Be with you in a minute," he told her and turned for the kitchen.

Pepper thought about having sex with Glen and his wife.

The notion thrilled her. She rubbed her pussy.

She was standing there gently stroking herself when Glen came out of the kitchen, ready for work.

"Ah… ready?" he asked. Then he noticed what she was doing.

Pepper laughed lightly. "I'm beginning to think I stay that way… I had a fantastic weekend, Glen… "

The man's face colored brightly; he assumed she was referring to their interlude.

They walked down the drive to his car. "Ah… about Saturday, Pepper, I'd like to apologize for what happened."

"Oh, really? What's the matter, conscience bothering you?"

Glen looked at her as she opened the car door and slid in. He was at a loss for words. He slid behind the wheel, jabbed the key in the ignition and shook his head. "That's not what I meant

… I mean, I feel like I took advantage of you and I…"

"Come on!" she told him. "It was only sex!"

Glen started the engine. Pepper scooted over closer to him and placed a hand on his thigh.

"I'm glad Daddy was late this morning… I keep thinking about your prick and how it tasted when you shot your cum into my mouth."

"Pepper… look," he said, glancing down at her hand on his thigh. "Perhaps we'd just better forget what happened."

Pepper smiled and moved her hand higher on his thigh. As her fingers touched the growing bulge in his pants, she giggled.

"Doesn't look like your prick wants to forget!"

"Pepper, please!" he exclaimed and squirmed uncomfortably as she massaged his swelling prick. "Someone might see us!"

"No chance," she said and turned in the seat. "There's hardly any traffic." She pulled down the zipper to free his prick.

"Pepper!" he said loudly as she lowered her head to his lap and took the head of his prick into her mouth. "Oh, God!"

Raising up slightly, she began jacking him off. "Tell me you don't want me to and I'll stop, Glen… but I want to suck you off… I want to taste your hot cum as it spurts out of your prick… I want to!"

Glen moaned and glanced apprehensively into the rear-view mirror He said in a choked tone of voice, "Jesus, yes! I want you to!"

"Tell me what you want, Glen…"

She lowered her head again to lick the head of his throbbing prick.

"Yes! Suck me off… gobble me up, Pepper… God, you suck it so good… make me cum… let me cum in your hot mouth… Oh, Jesus, that's good!"

She went down on him completely, reaching inside his trousers to squeeze his hairy balls gently.

Slowly, Pepper sucked and licked Glen's prick until she felt his thighs quivering. She squeezed his cock gently, and a small drop of fluid glistened on the head of his prick.