Claire Adrian - Incest, A Way Of Life

"Giggling, I said I thought that was a good idea, but, wanting to tease him a little and not wanting to seem too anxious (which I was), I hung back with pseudoshyness and said, ‘I feel too shy to let you see me naked, daddy. I'd be so embarrassed!'

" ‘There's nothing to feel shy about, little lovely,' daddy coaxed, squeezing one of my thighs. 'After all, you'll be seeing me naked…'

"Feeling sorry for him, I said, 'All right, daddy. Let's get undressed.'

"I pretended nervousness as I unbuttoned my halter and slipped out of my bra; then I stepped out of my shorts and panties. I enjoyed being naked, liked having my father look at me. Sitting down on the bed, I wanted to laugh at the look on his face. Bug-eyed, the poor man was drooling as he reached out to touch me, but I pulled away, covering my breasts with my arms and giggling.

"'No, daddy,' I laughed, ‘you undress and let me put the rubber on you; then you can finger my cunt while I work on your peter. Come on now, daddy, take your clothes off.'

"It took dad only half a minute or so to get out of his clothes, and then he too was naked. He had a lot of hair on his chest, and a big black wad of it around his prick, which now stood out like a miniature flagpole. It was certainly some fucker!

"Dad lay down on the bed once more, and I sat down beside him, opening my thighs. Sooner than you could say 'Fuck me!' he had a finger in my pussy, and I proceeded to roll the rubber over his peter, leaving some looseness in the head for his come. Then we went to work on each other, I masturbating him like friggin' was going out of style (and pulling on his balls at the same time), and he finger-fucking me. I was becoming very excited when daddy cried, I'm almost r-ready. A little harder, ahhh, I'm c-cominggggg… ‘

"I felt his cock expand in my hand and watched in fascination as his come began spurting into the rubber, great gobs of it leaping out, seeking freedom. All too quickly it was over. Daddy sighed and continued to move his finger around in my cunt. I leaned over and placed my head on daddy's chest. 'You've got me so excited, daddy… so excited…'

"'I know,' he whispered. 'I'll keep fingering you untul you come-all right?'

"It was now I put the second part of my plan into operation. 'I was thinking about what we learned in sex education class,' I said slyly. 'I mean what some husbands do to their wives with their mouth. What do they call it? Cunna… cunna…? Now I remember: cunnilingus.'

"I hadn't been taught anything of the kind at school, but had read about pussy nibbling in a book I had bought at the newsstand, but what daddy didn't know couldn't cause him any pain, so what was the diff?

"Daddy looked down at me in astonishment. 'They, they've told you about that at school! Jesus Christ! What's the world coming to?' Then he smiled in a funny sort of way and licked his lips. I don't know whether he licked his lips because they were dry, or because his taste buds were watering for a taste of my cunt! Anyhow, he said, in a nervous sort of voice, 'You little minx you, are you asking me to lick you down there?' I swear, he was almost panting in lust.

"'If you want to, daddy.' I said with pretended bashfulness. I knew he would want to, because what adult man doesn't want to eat a young and tender cunt? It seemed to me that was all boys my own age wanted to do! I don't know what's so fascinating about a girl's pussy, but the minute a girl gets parked with a boy, right off, that's the first thing he wants to do: eat her box, then cram his cock down her throat. I swear that with all the pussy and prick eating going on in the world, fucking will some day become extinct. Personally I don't mind going down on a boy, but it can't be just any boy. I have to like him a lot before I'll suck on his cock, but I'll let any boy eat my hair-pie.

"Getting back to dear old dad. He got to his knees by the side of the bed, so worked up sexually that he actually shook. He had removed the rubber and wiped off his cock, and I could see that he had another juicy hard on. He said, in a low voice, 'Baby, you lie sideways on the bed, and put your legs over my shoulders. No, NO! Not yet. For now, open your legs wide and let me admire you first.'

"I complied with dad's request and, lying back on the bed, opened my thighs, gratified to see him leering at my cunt, at the luxuriant growth that was my pubic hair. Finally he began brushing his lips through the shining yellow-gold curls, all the while muttering, ‘Lovely-lovely…'

"He decided to go to work and get some of my juice. Reaching up, he divided the fat, pink lips of my cunt, disclosing the reddish interior, and glued his mouth to them, his tongue curling around my clitoris.

"I laughed softly. 'My, what a wet kiss, daddy!'

"But he was beside himself with passion. He put his arms around me, his fingers sinking into the soft cushions of my behind, and drew me closer. Presently I felt my first true sexual impulse. It was nice to think of my dad sucking me down there. Then very slowly I began to experience a tingling sensation, rather faint at first and barely distinguishable from a slight itching. But very slowly it became a definite pleasure, increasing almost imperceptibly in intensity, until I reached the stage when I knew I liked it and wanted it to go on to a big come.

"I knew that daddy was also aware of my sensations. He had to be. With his mouth he could feel my pussy warming up under the gentle influence of his titillating tongue. He had to be feeling my clitoris swelling and expanding. Sort of involuntarily, I stretched my legs wider, and my hands went out to rest on dad's hair. Putting my legs over his shoulders, I tugged at his head with my hands, pulling more of his sucking mouth into my cunt, at least it felt that way.

"'Oh, I like that, daddy, but be careful back there,' I cooed, feeling him insert a finger into my rectum, the nasty old man! But I loved it…

"For several minutes he continued to suck away, while he turned his finger in my bungy hole; then he surprised me by getting to his feet, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand, and staring at me.

"'What, are you looking at, daddy?' I asked as he lay down beside me.

"'At your titties, sweetie,' he said huskily. 'You've got lovely breasts. They're like two large globes of alabaster crowned with two fresh strawberries.'

"'Ah, daddy, you sound like a poet. Tell me more; I love to hear you talk like that.'

"Actually, dad is a very intelligent man, and I guess he does have a lot of 'poet' in him. Perhaps that's why he's one of the leading decorators in Hammond, and I'm not talking about house painting either. I mean dad's an interior decorator.

"Daddy smiled. ‘so you want to hear more, do you? Well now, let me see… You do have beautiful nipples. They're very pink and just right for sucking. You don't mind if I suck them,-do you?'

"Without waiting for me to say, 'I wish you would* he buried his face in the deep warm valley between my two soft snowy globes, inhaling their fragrance and fondling them madly. My daddy, he sure loved to suck titties, but what man doesn't.

"I laughed softly, deliciously, as dad commenced to suck my nipples. But finally, he got to his knees between my legs and began staring at my cunt once more. I found it most amusing. 'Tell me, daddy, what do you see?' I asked.

"Kissing my pussy, he said, "Your curls down here are tight and crisp and feel silky. Your lips are a deep pink and closed together so tightly as to leave just the merest hint of a slit between them." And this'-he pressed his finger on my bung hole-'reminds me of a crinkled rosebud,' He parted my cunt lips, and I could feel his fingers working at the top of the cleft. ‘Ahhh, this is' nice. You have a lovely clitoris and it's very hard. I think you need my tongue some more… ‘