Norma Egan - Daddy_s bad girl

"Oh, baby, baby!" moaned Rick. "You're so nice and tight and hot! Christ, it's good!"

Judy felt another burst of gladness for him. She held him tighter to her, kissed his hair, and opened her legs wider, encouraging deeper penetration. Rick responded with a gasp of delight and began to ball her faster, his excitement carrying him away. To Judy's astonishment, she liked this much better than his gentleness. His thick, hard shaft rubbed her cunt and labia, wringing exquisite sensations from them, and she began to enjoy the quick, steady stuffing of her cunt. She whined eagerly and began to move her hips, signaling her desire for speed and force. Why did she want it this way, fat and brutal? She didn't know, she only wanted to enjoy. Rick sensed her need perfectly, as always, and began to fuck her in short, hard strokes, gasping and snorting as he did so. She felt sweat beading on his shoulders. Her own excitement was mounting so fast that she felt dizzy.

"Baby!" groaned Rick. "Is it good?"

"Oh, God, YES!" wailed Judy.

Suddenly Judy felt her whole body shaken violently with the deepest pleasure she'd ever known, her cunt contracting sharply and gushing hot cream all around Rick's hammering cock. "Oh!" she shrieked. "Rick! Oh, oh, ohhhhhh!"

"Aw, Jesus!" Rick wailed in response.

Judy felt her cunt flooded with burning-hot puce. Rick's long cock rippled, shot, till her cunt was overflowing, and his come gushed out to wet their thighs. She felt deeply happy to be taking his seed in her womb.

Dizzy minutes passed, till at last they lay limp and panting in each other's arms. "Darling!" Judy gasped. "Thank you! It was beautiful! I never had an orgasm before."

He laughed tenderly. "Well, we'll have a lot more together, I hope!"

Judy giggled. "You've been so patient with me, Rick. What would you have done if I'd insisted we wait till we were married?"

"Well, to toil the truth," he chuckled, "I'd have gone bananas. I was praying you wouldn't hold out long!"

Judy was never sorry that she hadn't held out. Rick was so good, so gentle, that even the pain of her first intercourse was fleeting. After that, she began to experience strings of orgasms that left her breathless and utterly fulfilled. She loved fucking Rick, loved the complete union with him, giving him wild pleasure that made him sob and bellow. She still did not approve of promiscuity, but she felt it was perfectly all right to do it with the man she was going to marry. If only he were with her now…!

"Timberline Lodge!" the bus driver called.

Judy roused herself from her thoughts of Rick. No use thinking about him now, it would only make her feel sad. She was at her destination, and there were three lonely weeks ahead. The best thing would be to keep busy and not think of Rick at all. She lifted her suitcase down from the rack and left the bus, the only passenger to get off there. Her cunt was creamy and hot from her daydreams of Rick, the crotch of her panties damp. She tried to ignore all these signs of her need, and she looked around her quickly at the strange new country.

The sight was breathtaking, and Judy paused to look all around her. Her father's ski lodge was a handsome new building, done in chalet style with the wood left in its natural condition, two stories with huge windows offering a view of the mountains and valley. The lodge itself seemed to be perched on the top of a small mountain, and Judy had to climb a long, steep, winding flight of stairs to reach it. Larger, taller mountains loomed all around, blue-white with fresh, icy snow except for the dark rocky peaks. Evergreen forests grew near the base of the mountains. It was all totally pure and unspoiled, the air so sharp and clean that it almost hurt her to breathe it. How could she help but enjoy being in this beautiful place?

Judy paused for breath in the middle of her climb up the stairs. City life had made her badly out of shape, she decided, or maybe it was just the high altitude. Far above her, on the wide porch of the lodge, she saw a human figure or two, but they looked like ants from where she stood. She continued her climb, resolving to get in some skiing soon and improve her muscles, whenever she could get time off from the maid and waitress work her father had offered her.

She reached the final step at last, and paused again for breath, smiling at the people on the porch. They smiled back. There were several men and women, but Judy automatically singled out a ruggedly handsome man of middle age, permitting herself a brief, mischievous ogle. Wow, she thought, how sexy! Maybe the thin atmosphere was making her lightheaded, but she found herself unashamedly admiring the man's looks. He was just over six feet tall, powerfully built, with massive chest, legs, and arms, as if he had done heavy work all his life. His skin was tanned almost brown, his thick mane of silver hair bleached by the sun. He had bright, crisp, blue eyes. He was grinning at her, and now he approached her.

"Judy?" he asked in a naturally raspy voice. "I guess I have the advantage over you – you sent me a picture of yourself, but you have none of me. I'm Guy, your father."

Judy blushed as she shook his big hand. My God, she'd been turning on to her father! Somehow she'd always imagined him as a small, mousy type, maybe from the sneering way Mother had always spoken of him. This was a surprise, all right! But she felt proud to have such a marvelous-looking father.

"Hello!" she laughed. "You're right, I didn't recognize you. I hope you still want me – it's been a long bus ride."

"You bet I want you!" he grinned, taking her suitcase and leading her toward the main door of the lodge. "Every resort needs a beautiful maid! Beyond that, though, I'm really pleased to see you, Judy. I can't tell you how pleased."

Judy felt a lump in her throat. Guy Prince had been cheated out of his daughter for twenty years, had not been allowed to see her grow up or to know any of the joys of parenthood. And why? What could he have done that was so awful? She suspected that her mother had exaggerated his bad qualities, though Mother had never been specific about just what he had done to cause the divorce. Mother had refused to discuss it with her. But Guy looked open, friendly, young thinking. When she got to know him better, she would ask him just what had happened between him and Mother. She was dying to know, and she sensed that he would be frank.

"I'm very glad to be here," Judy told him, "to see you. It seemed the right thing to do, after Mother died."

"Of course it was," he answered. "Come on, I've saved a beautiful room for you – not luxurious, exactly, but it has a fine view of the mountains. You must be bushed after that long bus ride."

In fact she was. She followed Guy up the main stairs of the lodge, dawn a corridor, to a handsome, plainly furnished room. The bed looked very inviting, and she realized that more than anything, she wanted a nap. Guy could see it, too.

"You get some rest," he said, patting her shoulder. "We'll have a long talk later."

"Thank you," said Judy, smiling up at his craggy face. "You're very kind. It seems so strange, doesn't it, meeting after all this time? I feel silly – I don't even know what to call you."

"I know," he laughed. "You can't just meet me for the first time and start calling me Dad. Well, you just call me Guy, like everybody else does. Later, I hope, it'll be Dad. Or even Daddy – I'd like tat." He bent and kissed her forehead, then laughed again. "My God, I've got a beautiful daughter!"

Judy smiled after him as he left. He seemed like a wonderful man, and she was almost glad to be here. She would have been glad, that is, if she could have stopped wanting Rick.

For the rest of that day, Judy had little chance to talk with her father. She took a long nap, got up just in time to join Guy and the lodge guests in the dining room, and then he had to go off and supervise a host of matters concerned with the resort. He was a very busy man, and every employee in the place seemed to need his advice at once. Judy finally gave up trying to track him and went to bed early. Even after her nap, she needed it.