Harry Stevens - Hot to trot daughter

"Move your fingers around," Sally told him. "Play with me, Daddy."

They both watched as his hand gently clasped her pussy and the fingers began to squirm. Sally shifted her hips and wiggled her ass from the stimulation, telling him to move his thumb up and a little bit to the left.

"Ahhhh, that's it," she sighed. "You just got my clit. Do it some more, Daddy… make me come."

On cue, two other father's fingers slipped into the yawning gap of her cunt and started moving in separate directions. When his thumb jammed down on her clit, the juice from Sally's twat flowed so freely that it drenched his hand all the way to the wrist.

"Oh, Daddy, I'm coming," Sally moaned in appreciation. "I'm coming so hard. Don't stop."

Her father had crawled all the way onto the bed now. While he finger-fucked her, Sally reached for his straining fly. When she unzipped it, the overstuffed crotch of his shorts bulged out into the open. Peeling away the flaps, she yanked his blue veined prick out in plain sight. It was huge. Throbbing. And in her eyes, the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

"Daddy, I'm going to suck your cock."

Sally had said the words she had long thought she would never be lucky enough to utter. Then she closed her lips around the fiery head of her father's majestic cock as she unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down all the way.

It was only a matter of seconds before Sally's father replaced his hand between his daughter's spread legs with his mouth. As he drank in the honey from his little girl's cunt, he thought that never in his life had he tasted anything so sweet.

Completely absorbed in one another's crotches, the two lovers rolled from one side of the bed to the other in their sucking lust. They ate each other side by side, and taking turns on top. Finally, they came to rest with Sally in the dominant position, literally sitting on her father's face as she bent over to deep throat his pulsing cock.

Sally, of course, had been coming all along. Now it was her father's turn. She would see to that with pleasure.

Working her lips up and down his standing prick in a blur, she alternately nuzzled his balls and kissed his cockhead, taking giant swoops and tugs in between. The friction was excruciating.

Sally could sense it was time. Plunging down, she took her father's entire hard-on in her mouth and held it in an oral lock. At the same time, she found his asshole with a stabbing finger and probed to its hot depths.

"Jesus Christ!" her father bellowed from below, and came.

His cock was like a miniature volcano in Sally's throat as it erupted with molten jism. She drank every drop of his hot cum.

"God," her father said when his drained prick was released, "where'd you learn to suck a cock like that?" Then, abruptly, he blushed. "Forget I asked," he stammered. "I don't think I want to know."

Sally laughed. "Are you ready to fuck me now," she asked, "or do you need to rest?"

Her father looked down at his prick. It was like steel.

"Rest?" he snorted. "Are you kidding? You've made me as young as you are. How do you like it?"

"From you," Sally quickly replied, "anyway I can get it."

"Get on your hands and knees and open yourself up," her father said. "I want to see everything you've got."

Like a bitch in heat, Sally positioned herself on all fours and spread her flanks. Her cunt was a cavern of broiling lust. It seemed to reach out to her father's cock and pull it inside her.

It had finally happened. The impossible. They were fucking. Really fucking.

Sally could hardly believe it was true. But the blessed friction of the walls of her pussy against the surging cock within her didn't lie. There was no need to pinch herself to see if this was a dream. Yes, it was real! At long last her father's prick was pumping inside her cunt and they were truly fucking!

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Sally chanted in ecstasy. "Oh, Daddy, don't ever stop fucking me!"

Now her father rolled them over, fitting his grinding hips between her thighs in the classic fucking position. Face to face, they shared a long, deep soul-kiss while his cock ceaselessly jerked in her spasming pussy. Sally wrapped her long legs around her father, thrusting back as good as she got while she held on for dear life.

When the kiss was broken, Sally's father turned his attention to his daughter's tits. Squeezing them together, he lifted the blushing nipples to his face and sucked them both at once.

"What sweet tits," he said with a mouthful of soft flesh.

"I was afraid they wouldn't be big enough for you," Sally said anxiously. "Are you sure they're okay, Daddy?"

"They're just right, sweetheart," he answered gently, putting her fears to rest.

"Oh, Daddy," Sally squealed with joy, "you know just how to make a girl feel she's beautiful!"

"You are, darling," he said with obvious sincerity.

With everything perfect between them, father and daughter stepped up their fucking motion. His long cock burrowed into her cunt to the ultimate and stayed there, rubbing its head against the ultrasensitive mouth of her womb. Sally had never come so hard. All the others who had fucked her were distant memories in comparison with her dad.

She reached down to his crotch, briefly clutching his churning nuts, before her fingers pulled apart the hairy cheeks of his ass. A stiff finger pronged his asshole, then was quickly joined by two more. The gland at the base of his balls was poked and massaged, doubling his cum supply.

"I'm gonna blow," Sally's father panted. "Hold on!"

His prick lurched an extra inch, penetrating to a depth within Sally's cunt that had never before been reached. As she squeezed her legs around her father's waist, he came like a geyser. His cock would just not stop spurting.

Sally felt the cavity of her pussy fill up with jizz until she was bloated. "I can't hold it all!" she shrieked as her father kept right on coming. "I'm going to explode!"

Just as he stopped coming in his daughter's cunt, Sally's father felt a lush bubbling at the crux of his loins. Quickly, it was a rising swamp. Sally's cunt was overflowing with fizz.

Pulling back, Sally's father gazed lovingly at his little girl's saturated pussy. It was snow-white with his creamy cum. He had never felt such pride.

"Oh, Daddy, I've never been fucked like this," Sally sighed. "I've been waiting all my life for a cock like yours."

They embraced and kissed, the jism squishing between their pressing bodies. As their tongues darted in one another's mouths, each of them was thinking how desperately in love they were with the other.

There was only one problem. What about society's rules? The love between a father and daughter was supposed to be strictly of the hands off variety. What seemed to be the most natural thing in the world to Sally and her father – the uncontrollable urge to fuck a loved one – was totally forbidden. What should they do?

When their kiss was broken, they asked each other that question.

"I don't know," Sally's father said. Then his voice firmed up and he spoke with conviction. "All I know is that I never plan to fuck anybody else again but you, my beautiful angel."

Sally, of course, felt the same way. She fondled her father's cock and balls as she told him so. "A desert island?" she suggested hopefully.

"If only it were so simple," her father sighed. "Then what?" Sally persisted. She wanted an answer. She had come too far in making her dream come true to leave the future up in the air.

"Well, first we have to figure out what to do about your mother."

"Divorce her," Sally said without hesitation.

"I owe her something," her father answered. "What will she do without a man?"

Sally told him about the diary she had found, and about Frank, not knowing how her father would react.