Nick Eastwood - Daughter gets horny

Dizzily Sandy looked over at the other bed and saw her kid sister's bucking writhing body. "Ohhhhh, shit, ohhhhh, I'm coming!" she wailed.

She could feel her cunt clamping around the deeply-thrust banana as she came, and she imagined it was Daddy's cock, buried to the hilt in her flaming box. She'd like that so much. But she didn't have Molly's nerve, not yet. She couldn't imagine herself just walking up to their stern father and asking him to fuck her. And that was too bad, because she was just aching to get it on with him.

"Mmmmm," she sighed as she came down from her hot climax, "that was great."

"It sure was," Molly agreed with a satisfied gurgle.

Both girls started and gasped as they heard the front door close with a thunderous slam.

"Oh, my gosh, what was that?" Sandy squeaked.

The sisters crept to the stairs and peered down into the living room where they saw Roy pouring himself a stiff drink and looking mad as hell.

"Terrific," he muttered, "just fucking terrific."

His evening had turned to shit. He'd gone to Chris' apartment, and she was waiting for him in a sexy lace teddy that drove him wild. They were on the couch in an instant, kissing and pawing, and then Chris opened the teddy with one deft movement and made her luscious silky-skinned body available to him. He reached between her legs and felt her pussy, all swollen and wet and hot as fire.

"Fuck me, Roy," she'd whispered huskily, "stick that big cock in me, baby."

That was when her roommate Thelma had walked in the door.

Roy and Chris had leaped apart, while Thelma stammered and explained that she'd changed her mind about going out of town that evening. For Roy it was just too much. He'd been horny all day, dying to be alone with Chris, and now their chance was gone. It was too early to take her back to his place, too – the girls would still be up. Roy had had it.

"Listen, Chris," he said angrily, "if there's ever a way we can be alone together, let me know. Meanwhile I might as well stay home and watch the fuckin' tube." And with that, he slammed out of her apartment.

Arriving back at his place, he mixed himself a double scotch on the rocks and flopped down before the TV set, fuming. He was too mad even to go say hello to the girls. He decided to let his temper cool before he did that. He took a big gulp of his drink and tried not to think about how much he wanted Chris. Their affair seemed doomed to disappointment, so he'd be better off just forgetting her.

"He and Chris must have had a fight," Sandy whispered as she and Molly watched him from the stairs.

"Yeah, he sure looks pissed off," Molly grinned. "I think I'll go cheer him up."

"What do you mean?" Sandy asked. "Are you gonna try to make it with him again?"

Molly smiled, "wanta come along?"

Sandy blushed furiously. "Oh, no, I couldn't do that," she cried. "I wouldn't have the nerve."

"Okay, Sis, but you'll be missing out on some really good stuff," Molly said. "If you change your mind, just come on down."

Sandy gnashed her teeth in frustration as she watched her kid sister bounce down the stairs. She wished she had Molly's guts, but she just felt too scared to come on to Daddy. Not Molly – she skipped into the living room with a big smile on her face and plunked herself down on the couch right beside their father. Roy looked at her and slowly reddened, no doubt recalling all the wild things they'd done last night during their incestuous love-making. Molly didn't look embarrassed at all.

"Hi, Daddy," she cooed, "did something go wrong? You look mad."

"Yeah, well, I had a fight with this girl I've been dating," Roy said, "but no big deal. Where's your sister?"

"Asleep," Molly lied. She cuddled up close to Roy and put her hand on his leg. "There's just you and me, Daddy," she purred, "so why don't we have some fun?"

"Oh, terrific," Roy groaned.

This was really all he needed. He was horny out of his mind, seething with sexual frustration, in no condition at all to tell Molly that they could never get it on again. He'd meant to give her a long lecture on the evils of incest, and all he could think about was how tight and hot her cunt would be. His cock rose at the very thought, obscenely tenting his pants. And of course Molly had to notice.

"Ooooo, Daddy, your cock's getting hard," the cried.

"No shit?" Roy groaned. "Listen, baby, I am not going to get it on with you, so just forget it. Go to bed. I'm in a lousy mood, and I need to be alone."

"Oh, please, Daddy," Molly cooed, stroking his mushrooming cock through his clothes. "I'm so horny. Just get me off and I'll go to bed, okay?"

Roy sighed loudly. It probably would be a good idea to satisfy her lust, so she'd leave him alone. He couldn't trust himself around her much longer. The whole damned day had been one long turn-on and temptation, and he was just about to snap. With a growl he unzipped her jeans and tugged them off, along with her panties, trying to control his excitement as he caught a glimpse of her juicy pink slit.

"All right, brat," he growled, "I'll get you off, and then you go straight to bed, okay?"

"Okay, Daddy," Molly cried happily.

She assumed he was going to fuck her, and so did Sandy, who seethed with envy. The older sister couldn't resist sneaking down the stairs for a closer look as Roy arranged Molly on her back with her legs bent and wide open. Sandy crept to the archway and just prayed Daddy wouldn't look in her direction. It didn't matter if Molly saw her. Molly knew she was spying.

"Ooooo, hurry, Daddy," Molly was panting, "I'm so horny I can hardly stand it."

Roy crawled between her legs without unzipping his pants. To her astonishment he shoved his face right into her pussy. Then she felt the most exquisite sensation she'd ever known. Something hot and velvety and juicy was circling her clit, giving her rushes of pleasure that made her cream like crazy. She realized that Daddy was licking her joy button.

"Ooooo, Daddy, I love that!" she cried.

Roy shoved his hands under her pert ass and drew her firmly against his face. He rimmed her throbbing clit with the wet tip of his tongue and listened to her moan and whimper. She was obviously in ecstasy as she got her pussy eaten for the very first time. That was exactly what he wanted – to arouse her fast and get her off quick. Then he could get her out of this room and end the terrible temptation to fuck his own kid.

"Unnnnhhhhh, Daddy, it feels so good," Molly sobbed, "don't stop, do it forever."

Sandy shivered with longing as she listened to the hoarse pleasure in her sister's voice. She watched Daddy's big wet tongue lashing Molly's clit, and she could easily imagine how great that felt. She longed to slide her hand down inside her panties and play with herself, but it was too risky. She couldn't trust herself not to squeal and scream with pleasure, she felt so incredibly turned on.

"Unnnnhhhhh, yeah, I love it, I just love it," Molly was moaning.

The blonde had her legs thrown as far apart as she could get them, offering her whole steamy slit to her father's expert tongue. But Roy concentrated on her clit, the most sensitive place of all, wanting to get her off as fast as possible. When he'd tongued the bud into its own throbbing erection, he jammed his lips down on it and began to suck. The pleasure was so sudden and intense, Molly almost shot off the couch.

"Ohhhhhhh, shit, yesssssss," she hissed, "suck me, Daddy, make me come."

Sandy was almost whimpering with need and envy, and the crotch of her jeans was soaked with her helplessly gushing pussy juice. She would have given anything to be in Molly's place just then, feeling Daddy's hot sucking lips around her lust-engorged clit. She watched Molly's eyes roll and then close tightly as the horny girl went into orbit, a violent explosion of pleasure rocking her body.