Kevin Sellers - Daddy_s naughty daughters

Dane's face went red, and his mouth opened wordlessly. What was a man supposed to say when he'd just fucked his daughter?

"We'll see. Now scoot before Nan gets home." He watched as she happily left the room, her firm asscheeks swaying assuredly.

"Is something wrong, darling?"

Mona frowned, waiting for Dane to answer. They were sitting in his car, parked in front of the apartment building where she and her mother lived. It had been one of their worst evenings together. He hardly spoke a word all through dinner. He had, even suggested that they go to a movie instead of one of their usual motel retreats.

They'd sat through a double feature, and still he hadn't shown the least interest in his surroundings. Something was wrong, and she had the dull aching feeling that it had to do with her.

With difficulty he met her puzzled expression with a lopsided grimace that was meant to be a grin. "I feel fine, baby. Just… a little tired, that's all. What could be wrong?"

Mona's frown deepened. Something was definitely wrong all right. It was like a physical presence between them, almost as if another person had intruded.

Fortunately, she knew just how to make him feel better. After a year-long relationship, she knew exactly what he needed – and what she needed too, for that matter.

"Poor darling," she soothed, sliding closer and letting her hand drift down to his crotch. Her fingers probed in a stroking motion, the kind of stroking that never failed to turn him on. It didn't fail now, either. She could feel his cock hardening, rising into her hand. "Is it anything you want to talk about?"

Dane hesitated uncertainly. Oddly, he did want to talk. Guilt had been chewing at him all day, replaying this afternoon's scene in his bedroom. He wanted to admit everything to Mona – how just a few hours before, he had so eagerly writhed on the thrashing body of his own daughter, burying his prick in her teenaged pussy and gleefully blasting his load of cum into her again and again…

He wanted to voice his guilt, but couldn't quite do it. Instead, he managed a lame excuse. "Mona, the girls, Shari, I couldn't tell them."

For an instant, Mona's hand froze in mid stroke, disappointment sweeping through her. But then her hand began to move again, more strongly. "Well," she said, her voice a mixture of growing excitement and determination as she pumped his cock faster, "I guess I suspected that a couple of hours ago. But you didn't have to make a whole evening's session put of it, did you? It just means that I'll have to give you another sample of what you're missing, won't I? Believe me, Dane Jeffers, I don't give up easily! We're going to get married, and I'll do whatever it takes to make that fact crystal-clear."

Dane released a little chuckle at her argument. His chuckle turned into a groan as she nimbly unfastened his slacks and dove into them fishing out his throbbing, erect prick.

Gasping at the surge of cream, that burst from her cunt, Mona wrapped her fingers about his cock once more and began to tug on his prick with long, purposeful strokes. He was reacting now, twitching up and breathing harshly as she took command of the situation, not about to let his mood spoil their date. After all, there was always tomorrow for telling his daughters about their engagement. Right now she had other needs to attend to.

"You see?" she said huskily, feeling the slick stain in her panties grow worse even as, he spoke. "This bastard is all mine, and I know just what it needs to remind you what a wife can do better than anyone. And if you don't believe me, I'll prove it."

Her head abruptly swooped down, and Dane hissed as his prickhead was engulfed by her moist, warm mouth.

The moment her lips touched his powerful cockshaft, Mona melted in a blaze of juicing hunger. Bursts of cream seemed to pour out of her cunt, and within moments she was groaning in muffled whimpers, riding her head up and down the entire length of his cock and pulling up her sleek, new dress to wiggle out of her panties like a contortionist in the front seat.

"Ahh," he sighed, fingers entwining in her long auburn hair and urging her on. He had to admit that Mona knew just how to turn him on even in his worst moods. But, as he leaned back and shut his eyes, he couldn't help imagining that the long curls tickling his thighs belonged to his daughter. He couldn't help pretending that it was Shari's mouth fastened on his prick.

The vivid memory of Shari's hot, grasping cunt returned full force, just the way it had been doing all evening. Within moments, he was surging up with increasing lust. "Oh, God, baby, that's right. Suck my cock nice and hard."

Surprised and pleased by his sudden reaction, Mona felt his body tensing. Suddenly she couldn't stand it anymore.

She rose, letting his cock plop free, and hastily moved to straddle him. "Now darling, I'm going to give you another reason for getting married, and it's the best reason of all. Aaahhh, yesss!"

Deftly guiding his cockhead to the entrance of her aching cunt, she settled down on his lap in an undulating motion that ground his prick totally into her.

"Ummm," she groaned as his cock's stiffness filled her pussy, familiar pangs of delight shuddering through her as she began to gyrate her hips, rolling his hard prickshaft around inside her. "Oh, you bastard, you've made me so horny for cock I can't stand it! I'm going to fuck this sweet baby of yours real nice while you do me a favor by finally paying some attention to my tits!"

With a teasing smile that trembled as his cock leaped in her, she unzipped the back of her dress and shrugged out of its loose shoulder straps.

Her tits popped free, big and milky and straining. Their oversized nipples quivered as his hands went up, thumbs flicking at the twin spires.

"Christ," he muttered, lips twisting in a hungry grin despite himself. "You horny bitch, you know I can't ever get enough of these tits of yours!"

"So – ahhmm – what's stopping you?" she cooed, arching forward and pushing one pliant pink-tipped tit at him. "You're my baby, aren't you? So give mania's titty a real nice sucking while she concentrates on even better things. Ahh, that's it."

Dane's lips closed on her erect nipple, and his sour mood vanished as he drank in her luscious big nipple, sucking on her tit with noisy appreciation.

Mona gasped, working herself down on his prick with growing intensity and mashing her tit to his face. She could sense that whatever was bothering him had disappeared, and now they were both free to really enjoy the fucking they so richly needed.

"Oh, God, this is just what I've been wanting all night, damn you! Now fuck me harder, darling. Oh, fuck, baby, that's right!"

Careening up and down in the cramped car, she slammed onto his big, thrashing cock in a pure frenzy of joy as climax rippled through her cunt, splashing wet hot streams of juice onto his cumfilled balls.

"Now, baby!" she cried, smothering Dane with her thrusting tits and bouncing on his prick more furiously than ever. "Give it to me now, give your cum to me – oh, Dane, yessss!"

She sobbed in release, driving herself onto his rigid cock pounded up blasting his load in a series of wrenching lunges.

"Aaahhh!" Reeling, Mona took in every delicious geyser of cum as her own orgasm erupted in explosion after frenzied expression. Her new dress bunched about her hips and tits mashed to her lover's face, she climaxed in a sheer oblivion of bliss that only Dane's beautiful stabbing prick could create.

Panting and heaving, she took all his cum and swayed down for more, until they were both gasping and drained.

At last, she slumped away, groaning at the last subsiding tremors of release. His cock slipped wetly from her cum-filled cunt, and she giggled at the little burst of cream that slid down the crevice of her ass.