Steve Parker - Incest girl

"Which way was it, baby?" he questioned again.

"Which way was what?" She turned her head and looked up at him.

"Did you suck a pussy or get your pussy sucked, and if so, by whom?" Why he insisted upon knowing about this, he wasn't sure. The only thing he knew for sure was that he did.

"Neither."

"Neither?"

"Neither."

"But I thought."

"Yes, I know what you thought," she told him and her mouth covered his cockhead again.

"Hey, wait just a fucking minute, young lady," he ordered, pulling her sucking mouth from his dick with a wet plop. "We're going to discuss this before we do anything else."

"Golly, Dad," she scolded, angry because he was depriving her of her rightful load of cum, "what's the problem? I've already told you I've never sucked a pussy or had mine sucked. At least not by a girl!" she added, teasing him. She knew very well what those last few words would do to his head.

"What the hell does that men, you little bitch?" he growled in anger, ramming his thumb harshly up her ass and making her grunt from the sudden thrust.

"Ouch, Goddammit!" she cried, squirming to get away from his stabbing thumb. "That hurts! I was only joking. No one has ever touched me but you – and you fucking well know it!" She feigned anger. But she wasn't, not really. Lillian was tickled to learn that her father was jealous over the thought that another besides himself had had her.

Suddenly his entire attitude changed when he said, "Have you thought about it, baby?"

"Thought about what?"

With a jerk that puckered her tightly clutching ass, Alan's thumb left her hole. He swatted her smartly on the cheeks of her firm, lovely ass, leaving a perfect print of his big hand for a few seconds. "Now don't you start that dummy act again, dammit!" If she'd turned her head to look up at him, Lillian would have seen the smile on his face.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!" she whimpered, kicking her feet wildly, trying to squirm from his grip. "I'll be good, Dad. I promise!" she assured him, both hands rubbing her stinging buttcheeks.

"Well?" he prompted, lifting his hand above her smarting rump.

"I've thought about it, yes," she admitted; searching for his hand. She directed it back between her thighs so he would put his fingers back up her asshole and cunt.

Finding both hungry holes, he pushed fingers and thumb back in her and worked them slowly, caressingly in and out. "Who would you like to have suck your cunt, honey?" It would be fascinating, Alan told himself, to watch another girl suck his daughter's pussy. He let his mind drift and he saw several of Lillian's friends, all of whom were exquisite creatures. And if today's liberal sexual attitudes were a criterion for America's newest generation, then they were all fucking and sucking. Though not necessarily each other, but someone. In which case there was the possibility one or more could be induced to suck Lillian's cunt while he observed the action. Now that he was considering the exciting thought, he took it further. What a thrilling aspect it was to contemplate and imagine his own daughter sucking another girl's pussy – or sucking a woman's cunt. He tried to think of a woman he knew who might enjoy going down on a girl such as Lillian.

But how did one go about suggesting such a thing to a woman? Especially when the girl he wanted the woman to eat was his own daughter? He hadn't the slightest idea. But the prospect was so intriguing he intended to turn his thoughts into a reality if he could figure some way to manage it.

Normally, a girl wouldn't be able to bring herself to answer such a question put to her by her father. However, by no stress of the imagination could this be considered a normal situation, for these two, this daughter and her sex-hungry father, couldn't be considered normal under any circumstances – not after what they had been doing together for the past two years.

It never occurred to Lillian to lie to her father about any sexual matters. Even though he had never before asked such a question as this, she felt no need to lie now. "I don't know, honestly, Dad." Her legs crossed and she squeezed the cheeks of her ass together, as if she wanted to lock his fingers deep in her horny body. She sucked a breath through her clenched teeth and moaned. "Oh, that feels so good!" Then, "I guess I'd like it both ways. I mean – I'd like to try sucking a pussy as well as having my pussy sucked by another girl."

"How about getting some head by a woman?" he injected.

It was difficult for Alan to maintain a steady tone because she had her hand around the base of his stiff cock and she was using it like an all-day sucker. Her tongue left a wet path from the edge of her hand up to and around the big, blood-filled knob where she flicked the tip of her tongue against the sensitive flange. On the fourth lick, she opened her mouth wide to let her pink lips circle the swollen head.

Lillian thought about her father's question for a long, long moment before answering. And before she did, she wanted at least one drop of his sweet juice. Dammit, a girl couldn't just keep answering questions without lubricating her throat – every now and then, now could she? The girl teased the slit in the end of his dick with the tip of her tongue. She worked it inside the hole as if she could somehow push her whole tongue right down into his cock like he stuck his tongue up into her pussy. She tightened her grip on his dick and begin to stroke gently upward. She was rewarded with not one, but several drops of clear fluid. She spread it all around her mouth, enjoying the slippery stickiness of it before she withdrew her mouth to glance up at him.

"What does that mean, Dad, an educated sucking?" She'd never before heard him use this particular expression.

"Someone who could give you an educated pussy-sucking," he laughed, working his fingers and thumb deeper in her slippery cunt, "is a person who really knows what they're doing when they suck a cunt. Like me, for instance. Do you think I know how to suck your pussy real well?"

"Uh-huh." She rolled her eyes up in her head as if she were on the verge of fainting. "I'll tell the whole world you suck my pussy well!"

It was difficult; but he leaned down and managed to kiss her by pulling her tongue into his mouth. There was just the slightest taste of his pre-cum still on her tongue. It wasn't a bad taste, but then, it did nothing for him sexually, either. He had often wished he was capable of enjoying it as much as his daughter did.

"You'd better not tell the whole world, sugar," he warned her, half in jest and half serious. "Because if you do, I'll end up in Folsom State Prison for one hell of a long time! There's a law against a man having sex with his own daughter, you know." It wasn't a question. This was the first time the thought had come to his mind about going to prison for fucking his daughter.

Now that the thought had reared its ugly head, it was more than a little frightening. What, exactly, would they do to his daughter should they be discovered? Would she, too, be sent to prison? He promised himself that he would somehow find out what could be done to both of them for the crime of incest.

Jesus, how she loved her wonderful dad; she loved everything about him. The way he touched her in passing, the way he stroked her hair at night after they had made love. His tender, warm glance from across a room and the way his eyes lit up and sparkled each day when she came in from school.

"I'd never tell anyone, Dad," she assured him, turning over to pull his head down so she could kiss him again. "Give me all of your tongue."

"How about just part of it, angel face?" he answered, slipping his hand between her soft thighs to find her pussy. His fingers parted her slick labes and he sank two of them up her hole until his palm stopped him from going farther. "I can't get all of it in your mouth."