Kathy Harris - Daughter loves to suck

Kelly Fowler awoke in the middle of the night to the lewd sounds of her father fucking her mother. The girl sat up in bed, feeling her heart beginning to pound with excitement. This happened several times a week, at least. The obscene sounds of hot fucking taking place in the master bedroom right next door to Kelly's own room would bring the girl fully awake. She would lie in bed and listen to her parents fucking. And, as she listened, she would grow more and more excited until she would finally be forced to play with her little pussy until she came.

Kelly gasped as she saw her daddy's large balls swinging up and smacking against her mother's asscheeks. The man was snorting and panting as he humped on top of his wife like a wild beast.

Alice, Kelly's mother, was raking her fingernails across her husband's tautened asscheeks. From the sounds they were both making, Kelly could tell that they were both getting off on this fuck in a very big way.

In a matter of seconds, Kelly's little pussy began to drool and her cuntjuices flooded her entire crotch, spilling out from between her cuntlips and dribbling on down her quaking thighs. As she watched her father fucking her mother, the girl found herself wishing with all her heart that some day she would be married to a big, handsome man like her father who would give her the kind of fucking pleasure her mother was lucky enough to experience.

Kelly moaned softly, beginning to rub her little pussy through her nightgown now. She could tell that her mother was coming hard, one orgasm rapidly giving way to another and yet another.

Now Tom, Kelly's father, rolled over onto his back, letting his wife ride up and down on his long, thick prick. Kelly felt a twinge of jealousy as she stared hard at her father's cock. But then she silently scolded herself for such thoughts. After all, she told herself, if I got it on with my own father, that would be incest. And the girl could think of no greater sin than that.

Just then, Tom pulled completely out of his wife's pussy and Kelly saw his huge cock thrusting upward into the air. She gave a little strangled gasp, her eyes all but bulging out of her head. She was not sure just how big most men's cocks were since she had never seen one, but she was smart enough to realize that the throbbing shaft of fuckmeat rising up from the wiry patch of prick hairs between her father's legs was unusually large.

God, he's hung like a horse! Kelly thought lewdly. The man's cock was super-long and so thick around that he was unable to fit his large fingers around its middle.

She gasped again and Tom turned his head. Suddenly, Kelly found herself staring straight into her father's smoldering eyes. A big grin creased his ruggedly handsome features as he stared at the virgin.

Alice was lying on her belly on the bed at this point, and her eyes were closed so she did not see what was happening.

As Tom stared at Kelly, he slowly and sensuously licked his lips and began to deliberately stroke his fingers up and down the incredible length of his huge, dripping prick. His eyes roved up and down the girl's trembling body. Kelly was unable to move. Although her mind was racing with thoughts about how wrong it was to let her own daddy look at her this way, she was paralyzed, mesmerized by his bold grin and staring eyes.

The girl was wearing only a flimsy nightgown and a pair of bikini panties. Her curvy teenaged body was clearly visible to her father's lust-filled gaze.

Her full, jutting tits lifted the gauzy material of the garment and her ripe, pointy nipples pressed urgently against the nightgown. Her long, golden hair spilled over her sloping shoulders, framing her beautiful face. Her widened eyes burned with startled excitement and her cheeks were flushed with color.

Kelly could see the lust in her father's eyes and she panicked, repressing her own incestuous desires. She quickly wheeled around and, dashed back to her room, throwing herself onto her bed.

Tom kept Alice moaning and screeching and the bedsprings creaking until almost dawn. Kelly was unable to sleep. She was kept awake not only by the lewd fucking sounds from next door, but by the strong sexual urges which tore continually through her loins. She brought herself off with her hand half a dozen times as she listened to the exciting sounds of her father fucking her mother.

The next day when Kelly returned home from school, she found her father sitting on the couch, wearing a tight T-shirt and jeans which bulged at the crotch. He was sipping a beer and watching television.

"What are you doing home, Dad?" Kelly asked, noticing that her voice was trembling.

"Just decided to take the afternoon off, that's all," Tom said with a shrug. "If figured that you and I hardly ever get a chance to visit with each other all alone, and that it's high time we did."

"Y-You wanted to be alone with me?"

"Sure, honey, isn't that what you want? I mean, the way you were looking at my cock last night…" Tom gave a lewd grin as he stood up and moved closer to the girl. His eyes moved up and down her body. Then he rotated his hips and Kelly's eyes instinctively moved to the huge lump in the crotch of his tight trousers. Tom moved one hand down and began to rub the length of his cock through his pants as he continued to stare at the girl.

"Oh God!" Kelly cried and she turned and darted from the room, followed by her father's loud laughter. To her dismay, she thought she heard a ring of triumph in that laughter, as if the man now knew for sure that his daughter wanted him every bit as much as he wanted her.

The girl threw herself on her bed, feeling confused and ambivalent about her father. She knew that incest was terribly, terribly wrong, and she felt a surge of disgust at the very thought of making it with her own father. Yet, there was something exciting and animalistic about the man which roused a tremor of primitive female need deep in her little pussy.

Kelly lay there, trembling all over, expecting her father to burst into her room any minute. But he didn't. And, as Kelly lay there in a state of constant anticipation, she had the disquieting suspicion that her father was deliberately playing with her and with the desires that he knew were surging through her body. She drifted off to sleep, thinking that the sexual war between her father and herself had barely begun.

The next day, Kelly stayed late at school. She did her homework in the library, not leaving for home until she was sure her mother would be home from work. As the girl let herself into her house, she called out, hoping to hear her mother's voice. But, to her surprise, no one answered at all.

She breathed a sigh of relief as she headed for her bedroom, glad, that her father wasn't around. Suddenly, the girl stopped dead in her tracks and gasped. On her bed lay a crumpled pair of her bikini panties. And they had not been there when she had left for school.

Frowning with confusion, she picked up the panties and, to her horror, discovered that they were all sticky with gooey cum. In fact, they were stiff with the spunk that seemed to cover every single bit of the flimsy panties. She cried out with shock and disgust as she realized that the jism was still warm.

"Oh, God, no!" she cried, letting the pea ties fall to the bed.

She heard a loud laugh behind her and whirled around to see her father standing there. His powerfully muscled arms were folded across his brawny chest, which was bare. He was wearing only a pair of undershorts and they tented out around the length of his huge prick. His body was glistening with sweat.

"I borrowed a pair of your pretty panties, Kelly. They sure smell good… I'll bet your little pussy smells real good just like that," Tom said huskily, his eyes burning into Kelly's with unabashed lust.