Grace Wilkinson - Aunt Dorothy book II

The door was just slightly ajar and Lee could hear her father tossing and turning in his sleep… she could also hear him muttering to himself and she strained her ears to hear what he was saying, recalling with pleasure, how her father's face had reddened considerably, when she had pressed her entire little body against him just before kissing him goodnight. She had kissed him on the lips, making sure that her mouth was just a little bit open so that her tongue would contact her father's surprised mouth. It had been fun seeing him squirm afterwards, and she wondered now, if his cock had gotten big and hard the way it had that night… that wonderful night when she had felt it rammed all the way up into her young untried cunt. She pushed the door open and stepping into the room, closed it gently behind her.

In his dream, Art was back in the shack again… It was a dream he'd been having over and over again, and each time it became more vivid. He had gone to the shack at the request of the blackmailers… He had to get the photographs they had taken of him and Dorothy making love… so old Nick wouldn't find out. The shack was dark and seemingly deserted… he was riffling through the thick envelopes he found in the corner… there was nothing but shreds of cut up newspaper in them… NO PHOTOGRAPHS… he was furious, and yet he was getting suddenly drowsy… he was staggering, still ripping at the manila envelopes… and then he was falling… there was nothingness… until, later an incredible sensation awakened him… someone… something was circling his cock… not on it actually, but sliding up and down its shaft… He could swear that it was a tiny cunt… some girl… some woman! He came to but he could not see her, couldn't move his bound arms, and legs, could only lie immobile, except for his rampaging cock that jerked about as it was being deliciously tortured beyond all endurance. It had felt wonderful… even though there was something hideous about it… (who would do… who would even think of such a perverted thing!?) and yet he felt the sensations grow and grow… the creature, whoever she is attempts valiantly to mount him, his disbelief in the reality of his predicament rises almost as quickly as his cock when he realizes that she seems to be a virgin… her tiny little vagina is much too small although she seems to be trying with all her might to impale herself upon his enormous member! Even tied and bound as he is, he cannot help contributing… for now he wants this little pussy… wants it badly… His cock is beet-red and hard as granite, his lips dry and parched… if this is some kind of torture… some kind of punishment, it is working he thinks… not to be able to fuck her really good! He can feel her small breasts nudging his bare chest, felt her breath hot against his face… there is something familiar about her… but what? He raises his hips with a sudden jerk as she is coming down on him, trying with all her might to stretch the small circumference of her tight young vagina to accommodate his big cock. Only this time, instead of remaining lodged upon the thick rubbery head, her little pussy tears, spreads enough so his hard surging penis rams into her, entering only a few centimeters, but enough… enough to make her cry out in desperate pain!

Art tossed and turned some more… He was reliving the entire thing again, it was just the way it had happened, only now the dream changed, it always changed at this point, in his sleep, Art anticipated it! His blindfold suddenly fell off, his hands were free… above him her naked body glistened with perspiration, rode his sweet little baby daughter… Lee! Her tiny pussy swiveled like a tight, too small, glove down onto his cock, and he lifted his arms up to engulf her, fucked up, up his cock rising impossibly high into her virgin cunt while he felt her vaginal walls rippling with unbelievable tightness, delicious friction against his enormous, bloated penis. Her face was a mask of desire, "Oh Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" she chanted, over and over and he replied, "Oh, Lee baby, baby!" and then Art spoke, out loud, as he turned over once more, "You can have all of this big cock that you want, baby… all you need!"

Lee climbed up onto the bed beside her sleeping father. Somehow she knew that his words were meant just for her. "Coming, Daddy," she whispered, "coming!"

Completely nude and shivering a little from fear and excitement, she slid beneath the sheets. Her father groaned and grunted and she saw him buck his hips upward in his sleep. Glancing down, she could see a tent-like shape of the sheets where his huge erection pierced upward from his loins. Lee swallowed when she recalled the size of it… it looked even bigger than she remembered it! Her father's large six-foot frame extended from the top to the bottom of the double bed, whereas Lee realized with awe that she only took up a little more than two thirds the length of it. Lying still beside her father, Lee felt a decidedly delicious rising tide of emotion at the base of her belly. She was ready she realized, ready for her father to show her everything he knew about sex. Her gently rounded belly trembled a bit, and she could feel the moisture seeping from the delicate blonde vee between her legs, spreading to the inner surface of her thighs.

After a while of listening to Art's now incoherent groans, she reached out, letting her small hand gradually approach her father's penis, then before she reached it, she grew suddenly bold and clambered up to her knees. Pulling back the sheet, she admired the splendid male nudity before her. Gasping as she noted the angry girth of her father's far from dormant cock, she nonetheless straddled it… holding her widespread legs far apart and keeping her tiny golden pussy just above it for what seemed to be long seconds.

"It's not the first time…" she kept telling herself, "I've done this before… this isn't the first time!" But it was like the first time… she was terrified, because this time there would be no blindfold, no ropes between her and Daddy! Her terror did nothing to alter her determination, however, and a few short seconds later, feeling a definite strain from holding her long legs so far apart for so long, she began to lower herself slowly downward. Her father's big penis was sticking straight up in the air… she had noticed that her brother's didn't do that at all, it stood up a little when he was flat on his back, but lay closer to his belly, so that she had to pick it up when she wanted to force herself down upon it. But this wasn't Joe… this was her own Daddy… and she had no need to touch his penis to feel it slide hotly against the warm moist slit between her open legs… Daddy who had been the first man to know the inner riches of her tiny 13-year-old pussy! After Daddy, she had finally let Joe have his way, and he too had let his young boy's cock rise in splendid incest, striking high against her sensitive cervix. But nothing Joe had done to her thus far had erased Lee's continued longing for her father, and now here he was, naked and at her mercy!

The thought of what she was doing brought a new swelling of desire to her loins and she groaned pitifully, tensing every single muscle in her small body, and letting the huge spongy head work its way into the outer lips of her moistened-pussy.

Clearly Art thought he was still dreaming. For she was able to feel the incredible sensation of his big cock-head against her jerking little clitoris and sparse young pubic fuzz for several minutes before he began to stir in a way that told her he was waking up!

"Oh, Daddy," she cried out… in spite of herself, "oh, Daddy!"

Art's eyes opened wide. For reality, this dream was just going too far! But when he saw his daughter's face directly in front of his, and distinctly felt her touch… her tight baby cunt sliding down over his cockhead… yes, just as it had once before! He jerked upright and his young daughter landed sitting on his hard thick thighs.