Duncan Fox - Daddy_s darling daughter

The impact of their bodies rang in the back yard, echoing back from the high fence.

Judy's father seemed to go totally wild, his hips churning his staff in her with powerful, twisting drives, and Judy roared to an even higher climax.

Dimly, she felt him ram into her one last time, felt his shaft swell and pulse, then her channel was scalded by shot after shot of his thick, hot come, sending her upward to a final, cymbal-clashing climax that wrung a long, wailing cry from her.

Judy came around with the sun burning through her closed eyelids and her father's weight crushing the wind from her lungs. His prick was a withered mass, still trapped in her vagina, her legs twined around his hips to prevent his withdrawal. He panted harshly in Judy's ear.

With a groan, he rolled over. Judy clung to his shoulders and hips with her body, letting him roll her to her side. She smothered him with kisses, then nuzzled her head in against his shoulder. Tears of joy trickled from under her eyelids, and she scrubbed her face against the hair of his chest, to wipe them away.

Then, without a word, Judy squirmed free of her father, stood up and dived cleanly into the pool. The cool water rushed past her naked body, washing away the last, clinging remnants of her childhood along with the sweat, juices and trace of blood from her shattered virginity. Every muscle in Judy's body felt relaxed and soft and wonderful as she drifted through the water with the momentum of her dive. She felt fulfilled and loved and incredibly, alive.

Rushing fingers of water flickered over her bare skin, seeking out hidden crannies, making Judy aware of every inch of her body.

Surfacing, she floated on her back, letting the sun seep deep into her bones.

Her breasts, belly and thighs were on the surface of the water, absorbing the warming rays. In her crotch, chill currents of water cooled her heated pussy, washing away the last of the sting other defloration.

Judy's father went slowly down the steps at the shallow end of the pool, pushed off and drifted toward her. Hearing his approach, Judy rolled over and faced him. Without a word, they reached out and touched hands, gripping each other, then floated together in the center of the pool. Neither spoke, except with their eyes.

For long minutes they drifted, fingers interlaced, face to face, feet trailing behind them in the water, kicking gently to maintain their positions.

"When's Mom getting home?" Judy asked at last, fearful that the interlude with her father would end too soon.

"Late," he answered, understanding.

Judy felt a surge of relief. "Love me, Daddy." It was a request, not a question.

Swinging his arms out to the sides, he drew his daughter in toward him. Their lips met and again she tasted his warm, masculine flavor as their tongues dueled. Judy's nipples hardened as they kissed as they floated in the center of the pool. She let her feet sink slowly, and felt him doing the same. Before she actually touched his body with hers, she sensed the warmth of his skin through the cool water. Then they were again together, their legs twining, linking them together. His organ slowly rose between Judy's thighs, and she, spread them and captured the swelling mass of flesh. It felt burning hot against the inside of her thighs as it wedged itself between them, growing longer and thicker by the minute.

Their heads went under the surface as they clung to each other. Her father's body felt terribly hot in comparison with the cool of the water. With a jolt, his feet hit bottom. Judy clung to him as he kicked off toward the shallow end of the pool. Locking her arms around him, she let her legs trail loose as he paddled both of them toward the shallow end.

They bumped up against the steps and he lay on his back, his shoulders braced on the top step. His prick was again hard and ready. Judy floated over him, her hands on his shoulders. As he lay there, quiet, she carefully guided herself so that his cock nestled at the gates of her cunt. Then, slowly, she worked herself down on that delicious, hard, hot mass. She felt it displace the cool water inside the lips of her cunt, felt it slowly slip into her vagina, passing the last tatters of her hymen with a slight stinging. Wriggling like a fish, her thighs spread wide around her father's, Judy worked her vagina down over his ready organ. The pleasure of the 'solid mass slowly stretching her channel wider and wider made Judy moan softly. She took his cock, inch by inch, until at last it was all in there. Every wonderful millimeter of his cock was in her guts, and Judy gasped with pleasure, her fingers tearing into the powerful muscles of his shoulders.

He seemed content to rest against the steps, letting her do all the moving.

Judy backed off, feeling chill water slip past his cock into her cunt, then pushed down, feeling the water, now warm, squeeze out around, the piston of his organ. The currents between them rippled around Judy's sensitive organs, adding still more to her pleasure. She pumped again, sending more currents of body-heated water surging from her pussy to bathe' her clitoris. Shifting her pelvis to change the angle at which he entered her, Judy pumped some more, adding to her joy. She carefully read the expression on her father's face as she took his organ into her again and again. The water of the pool slapped against the gutter around the rim, adding a wild counter rhythm to her motion.

Her father's eyes were closed, his face suffused with pleasure as her tight vagina hugged his big rod.

Abandoning herself to her own growing pleasure, Judy let her pumping speed up, scrubbing her pelvis around to add to her pleasure. Faster and faster she moved, beginning to pant with the effort and the pleasure. The water boiled between their bodies from the speed of Judy's movements. She felt the first preliminary touches of her orgasm approaching and slowed her moves, holding back to prolong the pleasure. Her father's face was beaded with sweat, his eyes still closed, as she prolonged the delicious agony. She speeded up again and let her pleasure rise still higher.

Pacing herself, driving herself nearly wild by holding back, Judy drove herself carefully higher and higher. By holding back, she found she could reach greater and greater levels of pleasure. She sensed a change in her father and speeded her moves. Quickly now she drove herself to a screaming climax. As her body convulsed with the orgasm, she felt her father's cock swelling, then spurting in her vagina. With the last shreds of her self-control, Judy clamped the muscles of her vagina tightly around his spurting prick. Then the world whirled around her and she abandoned herself to the overwhelming pleasures of her own orgasm.

As she gradually returned to reality, Judy felt her father lifting her off him, felt the hot, shrunken mass of his prick be replaced by cool water, then snuggled in his warm, protecting arms.

Feeling loved and fulfilled, she let him cuddle her for a long time. The sun was a reddish ball low in the west when she finally pushed gently away from him and easily swam the length of the pool. Totally unashamed of her nudity, she climbed gracefully out and stretched out on the deck to catch the last lingering rays of the sun. She heard her father splash out of the water, but remained as she was for a long time. When she got up, he stretched out on the lounge, a drink in his hand as he studied her.

A cool breeze made Judy shiver, and goose bumps rippled over her naked body.

She scrambled lithely to her feet and went toward the house. As she passed her father, she bent down and gave him a tender kiss. "Love you, Daddy."

"Love you, Judy," her father said softly.

Judy ducked into the house and headed upstairs to dress. Somehow she knew that what had happened with her father would never happen again. It was over and done with. It had been right and proper. But he knew, and she knew, that it would never happen again.