Nick Eastwood: Daughter gets horny

"You did it, Roy, I'm coming!" she wailed. "Ohhhhhhhh, shit, am I coming!"

Molly and Sandy whimpered faintly as they watched Chris having a body-wracking orgasm for the second time that evening. Both girls were wriggling with horniness by now. They ached to run to their room and beat off, yet they didn't want to miss a second of the exciting action between their dad and his date. It was torture watching Chris get that hot relief, while they had to just sit there and squirm.

"Mmmmmmm, Roy, that was marvelous," Chris gurgled, "but can't I do something for you now?"

"You sure can, baby," Roy leered. "Roll over for me, okay?"

"Woof, woof," Chris laughed.

She rolled onto her hands and knees, thrusting her luscious ass in his direction. He rose to his knees, and his daughters stared in lusty fascination at his belly-hugging hard-on. His cock was enormously engorged and drooling thick rivers of cream. He fisted it and drew it down to rub over Chris' juicy pussy. Then he socked the fat purple head of his prick between her swollen pussy lips.

"Yesssss," she hissed, shivering with need, "stick it in me, Roy."

Grinning broadly, Roy shoved hard and buried his cock right to his balls in her sizzling fuck hole. She took it with a hoarse moan of ecstasy, and he felt her molten juice soaking his meat. Grasping her curvy hips, he began to piston his cock into her, fucking her hard. He was just too insanely aroused to be slow and gentle. But Chris didn't seem to mind his roughness. She clawed the couch and gurgled with pleasure.

"That's it, baby," she cried hoarsely, "fuck my pussy good and hard."

On the stairs Molly and Sandy sat breathless with excitement. In the doggy position they could see very clearly what was happening. They could watch their dad's wrist-thick boner pistoning in and out of Chris' cunt, dripping with her cream. Now they could really see what fucking was all about. It looked a little scary, but very very exciting.

"Oh, wow, I just have to try it," Molly moaned.

"Sssshhhh," Sandy warned.

They could hear the lewd sucking noise Roy's cock was making as it reamed the hot juice from Chris' gripping cunt. Chris was moaning steadily now as she took the steel stiff meat, and she was clawing the couch and creaming like crazy, the hot juice overflowing her cunt and dribbling down her thighs. She had her eyes screwed shut in ecstasy as Roy's pile-driving cock drove her to the brink of another orgasm.

"Roy, I'm gonna come," she gasped.

"I'm gonna come with you," he groaned. "Ahhhhhh, fuckin' shit, yeah, aaahhhh!"

"Ooooo, shit, waaahhhh!" Chris howled, his steaming load of jizz triggered her orgasm.

Molly and Sandy knew the show was over, and they snuck back to their bedroom. They got into their prim twin beds and, without another word, pulled up their nightgowns and started beating off. It was obviously the only thing to do. Two stiff fingers worked like crazy in two lust-inflamed virginal cunts, and the room echoed with squeals and moans and hot panting. The two sisters were so horny, it took them only moments to get off.

"Oooooo, shit, ooooooh!" Molly squealed as she came.

"Ahhhhhh, yeah, whaaahhhhh!" Sandy moaned.

That was a relief. But their longing was far from over. "I'm gonna find a guy to fuck, if it's the last thing I ever do," Molly vowed as they were falling asleep.

"Forget it," Sandy sighed, "No way Daddy watches us, you don't stand a chance."

Molly seemed awfully squirmy at breakfast, so restless that Roy finally asked her if something was the matter.

"Oh, I guess I'm just anxious to get outdoors, Daddy," she replied. "It's such a beautiful day."

"I understand, honey," Roy said, "but just remember not to leave the yard."

"But, Daddy," Molly pouted, "can't we at least go to the beach for a swim?"

"Sure, sugar, next weekend when I can go with you," Roy said, preparing to leave the table. "But you know I won't let you go alone. Too many things could happen."

Exactly, Molly thought. She wanted things to happen. She wanted to escape the prison of this house and yard, go out and find a boy to fuck. But Daddy wasn't falling for her tricks, and she didn't dare disobey him. Somehow he'd know if she did. She tried not to look too disappointed as he kissed her and Sandy goodbye and left for the office. Another boring, horny day stretched before her.

"Darn it all," she moaned as Roy drove off.

"Nice try," Sandy said, "but I told you it was hopeless. He'd never allow us to be alone with guys."

"Well, there has to be a way," Molly insisted. "There just has to be some guy we can get, even if he's not our age, even if he's really old – like forty or something."

"Lots of luck." Sandy said dismally. "Now we better do our housework."

She headed for the kitchen to wash the breakfast dishes, but Molly lagged behind her, lost in thought. Sandy was just about to turn on the water when she heard a piercing shriek!

She raced back to the dining room and found her kid sister hopping up and down, highly excited, a look of glee on her face.

"Molly, what in hell's happening?" Sandy cried.

"I've got it, I've got it," Molly cried, "I know who we can get it on with."

"Oh, who?" Sandy said, her interest picking up.

"Daddy," said Molly.

"What?" Sandy gasped.

"You heard me," Molly grinned. "He's the only guy we ever got to be alone with, right? So obviously he's the only one we've got a chance with. If we wanta have any fun before we're twenty-one, Sandy, we have to go with this."

Sandy frowned. "He'll never do it," she said.

"We'll just see about that," Molly challenged. "I'm gonna try to turn him on tonight."

"Molly, you're crazy," Sandy snorted. "You'll end up getting your ass paddled."

"We'll just see," Molly repeated.

As they argued about Molly's plan, neither girl was worried about the idea of incest. That was because they'd never heard of it. Roy had been so careful to guard them from all information about sex, that he'd left out the prohibitions, too. Molly and Sandy had no idea that it was wrong to fuck their own father. For them, the only problem was getting him to go along with it. Molly figured she could do it. Sandy was sure she couldn't.

Still Sandy agreed to give her sister a chance. In the evenings, when Roy wasn't on a date, they all usually watched TV together – with Roy carefully selecting the programs to avoid anything sexy. But this evening Sandy excused herself early, saying she wanted to go read a book. Roy, who was proud of her good grades and interest in books, approved quickly.

"Sure, honey, go ahead," he said, drawing her close for a goodnight kiss. "Molly, you ought to do more reading, then maybe your grades would be as good as Sandy's," he told his other daughter.

"Yeah, you're probably right, Daddy," Molly said, snuggling closer to him on the couch, "but I'm into this program right now, and I'd really like to see the end of it, okay?"

"Sure, babe," Roy said, slipping his arm around her and focusing on the TV screen.

Molly and Sandy exchanged looks of relief.

Roy had almost upset their plan, but now everything was off to a good start. Not that Sandy expected Molly to succeed with her crazy plan. She started upstairs, actually intending to read, then stopped halfway up. It might be kind of fun to watch what Molly did. Nothing was going to happen, of course, but Sandy was curious about what approach her sister would take to seducing their dad.

So she plunked herself down on the dark stairway and watched. Molly didn't make the mistake of moving too fast. She sat there for awhile, cuddled against Daddy, his arm around her, and they watched the rest of the program. Then Roy turned the set off by remote control and started to get up, but Molly clung to his arm and kept him snuggled next to her. Roy turned to her with an inquiring look.