Duncan Fox - Daddy_s darling daughter

Knowing the time was right, Judy gently broke the kiss and stepped back from her father. She looked up at him, and her eyes were very old and wise as she studied his face. His lips worked nervously.

"Wh-what are you doing?" he asked.

"Showing you what I learned," Judy replied, her voice soft. She reached up behind her neck and untied the bow. Her moves were sinuous and sexy as she guided the straps from around her neck. She didn't need to look to know that the top of her suit slid downward a fraction of an inch, the cups folding down from the top, baring more of the creamy mounds of her breasts.

"B-but it's not right," her father groaned, not moving. The mound at his groin was immense. His face had, a tortured look.

"Don't you want to know what I learned?" Judy asked in the same soft voice.

Almost absent-mindedly she ran her hand over one of her breasts and massaged it gently, making the cup of her top slip ever lower.

"Yes." Her father's answer was a tortured groan.

"Then watch," Judy said softly and reached behind her. She fumbled with the hook of the bra, then got it loose. She held it in place, then let it gradually slip free. Her breasts pushed forward, returning to their usual conical shape.

The little bits of cloth clung to the tips of the mounds, then slipped lower.

Judy let her bra drop away, then massaged her breasts gently with her fingertips. Her nipples were already hard, pink buds capping the snowy mounds.

Her father's eyes were riveted on Judy's tits, and Judy felt hot with desire as she massaged her breasts. Her palms burned over her nipples as she cupped the mounds. Then she shifted her hands, letting her little nipples peek out from between her fingers. She pinched the little buds between her fingers, tugged at them gently, made them harden even more.

"Touch me," she ordered her father, releasing her breasts and stepping close to him. "Touch my breasts. Feel how soft they are, how warm they are."

Judy's father was sweating as he reached for her breasts with his big, strong hands. He cupped the soft masses, and the skin of his hands felt hot and rough on her nipples. She held her shoulders back and looked up at him boldly as his fingers measured the extent of her development.

Then, while he still was taking the measure of her breasts, Judy reached for the string tie of his suit. The flat, hard muscles of his stomach jerked at the first touch of her fingers. She teased the string out and unfastened the bow knot. Slipping her thumbs into the waistband of the suit, she stretched it loose around the sides, then worked it down over his hips an inch at a time.

Her fingers sensed the presence of his jockstrap, and she tantalized herself by leaving it in place and removing just the suit.

She eased the suit down over his massive erection and down to his thighs. From there, the suit dropped free, down to his ankles. His jock strap was shoved outward by his erect organ. A line of black hair led down from his navel, pointing unerringly at the monster pole inside his supporter.

His black pubic hair showed around the straining cup of the strap. His hips were flat, strong, and the muscles of his belly were sculptured curves under his skin.

Battling tremors of excitement, Judy reached for his last garment and slipped her thumbs under the elastic waistband. Then slowly, hesitantly, torturing herself, she pulled the jockstrap down, lifting it out over the head of her father's erect organ. She bared him, pushing the strap downward. Then it, too, joined his suit around his ankles. Biting her lip in excitement, Judy took his cock with both hands, holding the rock-hard shaft of flesh in gentle, exciting fingers. Her father's hands were still on Judy's breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples into peaks of fiery pleasure.

"Strip me," Judy ordered her father. His hands left her breasts and reached for the bottom half of her suit. Judy turned sideways as his fingers slipped under the top edge of the suit in front and in back. Judy's stomach muscles jerked at his touch, making her gasp. She was aflame with desire as she felt her father's hot fingers slipping down inside the fabric of the suit, pressing down over her pussy, driving her insane. Judy's knees threatened to buckle under her as he drew the minimal garment down over, her curving hips, baring her sex. The suit clung tightly to her thighs, and her father bent to get it lower. Then it slipped free and dropped around Judy's ankles. Casually, she kicked it into the pool.

Leading her father by his hard organ, Judy guided him to a towel stretched out on the deck and sank down, pulling him after her. His arms went around her, pressing their naked bodies together. His skin felt slick and hot against her, while the bristly hair on his chest burned against her sensitive breasts. His hands roamed over Judy's bare body, tracing the newly developing curves, sending waves of goose bumps rippling over her flesh.

His hand approached Judy's hips, and she rolled away from him to give him access to her newly awakened sex. His fingers stroked her, then one slipped into her channel, triggering waves of juices and making her gasp. Her thighs dropped open, and her pelvis shifted restlessly as he probed her virgin channel.

As she lay half on her back, her father's finger drilling up into her vagina, Judy let wave after wave of pleasure roar through her. Of all the times she had felt this delicious feeling this day, now, she knew, was the real time. This time there would be no stopping, this time that aching emptiness in her cunt would be filled. She wrapped her fingers around the hot, hard mass that would fill her, and loved it with her hand. She measured it and felt a twinge of fear at its size as well as a surge of anticipation. Her father's naked body was warm and hard and loving next to Judy as she fondled his masculinity.

Her own sex was soaking, slick and ready. Her hips rolled restlessly on the towel, while her breasts felt hot and tender. Rolling on her back, Judy spread her thighs wide, bending her knees, opening herself totally to her father. She felt him hesitate, and sensed his reluctance. She looked at his tortured face, her own features twisted in blatant animal need.

"Take me," she whispered. "Please. Take me now."

With a groan of surrender, her father moved over Judy, settling between her thighs. His big, hard, ready staff found its way to Judy's fresh cunt, and she lifted her hips, pushing herself against the curving head of the big shaft. She clutched at his strong buttocks, pulling him toward her. He came into her gently, pressing against her thin barrier, then tearing it open with a quick shove of his hips. Judy fought the searing pain, her fingers tearing into the muscles of her father's back, her teeth clamping down on her lower lip as he tore away the last shreds of her virginity. Then, slowly, he stretched her vagina open, gradually pistoning his bulk into her. Judy's pain was mingled with incredible, fulfilling pleasure as he slowly worked his way deeper and deeper into her pussy.

"Oh, yessss," Judy hissed in her father's ear as he inched the bulk of his cock into her cunt, "Oh, God, it's so good."

Flinging her arms wide, Judy clutched fistfuls of towel in her hands. She lay as if crucified by the spike in her belly, her head rolling from side to side, wordless cries of pleasure torn from her with every drive of her father's hips.

His breath puffed in hot gasps in her ear as he lay on her, his heavy body pressing her against the concrete deck of the pool.

He was to his full depth in her now, his pubic bone grinding her clitoris into a juicy pulp of pure pleasure, his cock filling her vagina. He rolled his hips, twisting and rolling her clitoris between their bones, working his prick around in her channel like a mixing spoon. Animal instincts took over entirely, moving Judy's hips in a wild frenzy of twisting and rolling, making the muscular wall of her vagina squeeze down on the hot mass filling it. She roared higher and higher as her father pistoned his cock in and out of her, faster and harder.