Ted Leonard: The neighbor_s hot daughter

And only a few seconds later, delirious with unprecedented pleasure, she was crying, "Ohhh, I'm coming in my ass! Ohh, Paaaa, I love you! Fuck it into me! Make me come more! Ohhh, I never want to be a nice girl ever again. Ewwww, mote, more. Fuck me, fuck me! Ohhhh, fuck, fuck-fuck!"

Her eyes rolled in her head as she squirmed both ass and pussy under this great man, laughing erotically now, reaching for even greater joy.

"Pa!" she gasped. "Suck my tits!"

Ben hotly twisted and managed to slurp a pink nipple into his sucking mouth and Nancy moaned, "Ohhhh, yessss. Ohhh, Pa, fuck the hell out of me. Ewww, I'm coming and coming! You come, too, Pa. Fuck your naughty daughter. Come in me. Ohhh, I want it, I want it! All your come in my pussy! Fuck it into me, Pa!"

Sharp stinging pleasure-pain ripped out of Ben's balls, and he choked loudly and bit into Nancy's lovely hard tit. At the same time, he thrust every inch of his cock into her squishy fuckhole and pumped great loads of burning come into her sucking, writhing cunt. Nancy whimpered with pleasure as the gushing come pushed her to another orgasm and she trembled violently, coming profusely on her father's driving, spitting prick.

"Ohhh," she moaned, going soft. "If this is what it means to be naughty, I'm going to be naughty more often!"

They lay, gasping and kissing, for a long time before Ben released her and lay down beside her to admire her luscious, glowing body.

Nancy's blue eyes twinkled as she watched her father, seeing him not as a parent but as a hot girl fucking male. A smile lifted the corners of her ripe mouth as she reached down and caressed his limp dick. Licking her tongue sensuously across her sexy lips, she purred, "Let's get naked and do it again."

Exactly one week later to the day, Nancy was lying on the sofa, stark naked, with her knees up and stretched wide apart. Beneath her rosy ass she had stuffed one of the sofa pillows, and now her bold fingers were spreading her cunt-lips wide.

This was part of Nancy's newly acquired routine. Every day she came straight home from school, but once home she changed completely, stripping all her clothes off and lying down on the sofa to tease her ripe tits and her horny cunt.

And each evening around five-thirty, Ben would arrive home to find his pretty daughter aflame with passion, eyes smoldering, tits heaving, and cunt yearning for his oversized cock.

She cupped and squeezed her tits and, gazing hotly at the door, sighed, "Ohhh, Pa, hurry home and fuck your daughter!"

But the front door didn't open, and no huge throbbing cock came to her rescue. Unbeknown to Nancy, her father's delay was deliberate. As his hot daughter was working her finger up into her fiery cunt-hole, dreaming of his massive prick, Ben was clear across town in a bar, trying to recuperate from seven days of excessive fucking in a cunt that never got enough. In short, Nancy's pretty pussy had become too demanding for Ben's tiring prick.

Nancy Wilton was eighteen, with no preconceived notions about when, where or who to fuck. In fact, she had parental authority to fuck her father had not only given her permission to be naughty, he had made her naughty. So, when she could no longer wait for Ben to come home to fuck her hot cunt, her mind naturally gravitated to thoughts of other cocks.

Horny out of her mind, she got up from the sofa and padded naked into her bedroom where she admired herself in the mirror, something she did often, now that she knew why men looked at her the way they do. She cupped a firm pointed tit in one soft hand and, spreading her pretty legs open, toyed with her twat with her other hand. "This is what they want," she whispered, thinking of men. "They want to get at my tits and pussy." And her pretty reflection smiled in agreement.

She stuck her middle finger up into her come soaked fuck-hole and, humping slowly on it, wondered who could fuck her. She knew the choice was hers. Any man she wanted would fuck her. This realization gave her a sense of power that was new to her, and she loved it.

The decision was made for her by her hot cunt. Jimmy Lake's dick was out of the question, now that she'd been fucked by a real man, and potential cocks were blocks away, maybe miles. Judging from the ticklish feeling deep in her belly, she needed a nice big cock HERE AND NOW! That meant only one person: nice Mr. Condon, the next-door neighbor.

With naughty imps dancing in her eyes, Nancy selected a dress from the closet and pulled it over her head. Zipping it up in back, she slipped her feet into sandals and looked at herself in the mirror.

She'd chosen this particular dress for a good reason. Not only was it extremely short on her curvy thighs, but it had a special feature: a scoop neck which she could adjust at whim. She could raise it to look demure and innocent, or lower it to make her half-naked tits drive men nuts.

Nancy had already tested it a few days ago on her dad. When he'd come home from work and sat in his recliner, she'd gotten him, a cup of coffee and she leaned over im front of him to set the cup on his table.

He never did drink that coffee. His eyes were riveted to her perfect tits, playing peek-a-boo in her dress. He'd grabbed her and kissed her mouth, and felt her up and pulled her lithe body onto the recliner, where he had fucked the shit out of her for bouts.

Nancy smiled at her mirrored reflection and, with a last look of approval, pranced out her room, eager to do something naughty.

"How nice of you to pay a visit," kindly old Emma Condon said. "Here, let me pour you some more tea."

She smiled warmly at Nancy, quite taken with this nice girl who took the trouble to visit old folks.

Nancy smiled prettily and thanked her for the tea. She had been chit-chatting with the woman for ten minutes. Now she peered over her cup and asked, "Where is Mr. Condon?"

"Down in the basement working on his stamp collection," Mrs. Condon said.

"Oh, I've been thinking of collecting stamps," Nancy cooed. "Do you think he'd mind if I went down and asked him some questions?"

"Mind!" Emma exclaimed. "Why, my dear, he'd be absolutely delighted! Folks just aren't interested in these things today. By all means, go down."

So Nancy went down, in more ways than one. She had no worry about Mrs. Condon accompanying her; it was an open secret around the neighborhood that Emma was perfectly content to let her husband spend hours and hours in the basement with his hobby.

Ralph Condon's room was a partitioned corner of the basement, and. Nancy found the white-haired old guy there, working on his true hobby. For one thing, the walls of his cubicle were plastered with pictures of naked girls displaying their nice tits and cute asses and wet pussies. For another thing, Ralph Condon was lying on a cot stark naked, his hand wrapped tightly around his huge, erect prick, jerking it fiercely. By the size, color and wetness of his enormous cock, Nancy knew he was going to shoot his load any minute.

"Ohh, don't!" she cried, and burst into the room.

"What the…" Ralph gasped.

Nancy fell to her knees at his side and grasped his stiff throbbing dick. "You poor man," she said, tossing her hair back. "You don't have to do that." And she quickly took his swollen red cock into her mouth.

Ralph gulped hard and stared in disbelief at the pretty girl sucking his dick. How many times he had lain here thinking of this very girl as he jacked off? And now, here she was, in the flesh, kneeling at his side, jerking his prick and sucking his cock.

Was this one of his fantasies? No, this was real! It had to be. Her tongue was really licking at his cock as she sucked and fondled it. Yes, this had to be real because he really was pumping big wads of his come down her throat.