Kathy Harris: Hot virgin daughter

A little growl came from the girl's throat and Ned felt her little cunt contracting and sucking wetly against his middle finger. Lewd thoughts ran through his tortured mind, stiffening his prick even more… if he could just get his cock into that tight little pussy.

"Oh, Daddy," Lola mumbled softly into his mouth, "I'm coming now, Daddy."

Her obscene words and the incredibly erotic thrill of her cunt orgasming around his finger took Ned over the edge and, even though he tried to hold back, he came, too, just as the young girl's hand tightened around his cock.

"Unnnhhhhhh," Lola moaned softly, even though she felt like screaming as she came. But she didn't dare take a chance on the audience hearing her!

She came hard around her father's stiff middle finger as he pushed the ridges of pink delicate flesh over, forward, and upward into the tight wetness of her virgin pussy-hole.

Lola could feel her father's prick jerking uncontrollably inside his pants as he came, and she trembled with excitement as they came together.

Ned could feel Lola's thighs quivering, hot against his hand as his orgasm expanded helplessly beneath his daughter's squeezing, grasping hand. With a groan of passion, he let his finger ram up hard against her cherry.

Lola clung to her father's prick, feeling a fresh flood of cunt juices spurt from her ravaged cunt hole and drench her father's finger and entire hand to the wrist.

As their orgasms subsided, they clung to each other, trembling and shaking with desire, breathing hard with excitement. Ned's pants were wet with cum. He slowly withdrew his juice-soaked finger from the girl's slippery cunt.

"Come on," Ned said, grabbing his daughter by the hand. "Let's get out of here."

"Yeah, Daddy, let's go home and fuck!" the young virgin cried with excitement.

But it was not to be – not yet, anyway. For, when Ned and his daughter, Lola, arrived home, both of them feverishly excited and sticky with their own juices, they were greeted with a loud clamor of "Surprise! Happy birthday!" The entire Fowler family, and all their friends, were there, ready to begin the birthday festivities for Lola.

All during the party, Lola and her father exchanged smoldering glances, silently telling each other that they were as horny as hell, and that as soon as the party ended, they would go off alone and fuck each other!

Lola's virgin pussy was growing wetter by the minute as she gazed across the room at her handsome father. God, he's so sexy! she thought. I can't wait for him to pop my cherry with his great big cock!

Ned watched his beautiful daughter mingling with the guests, and felt his prick twitching impatiently. As soon as they had arrived home, Ned had excused himself just long enough to change out of his cum-wet pants, thankful that the lights were low. He didn't want to even try to explain his appearance to his wife!

And now, as he stared at his sexy little girl, Ned felt as if he were in a daze, a lust-filled daze that would end only when he finally thrust his huge prick into the blonde's virgin cunt.

By the time the party finally ended, both Lola and Ned were so turned on they could hardly stand it. But, just as Ned started across the room toward his waiting daughter, his wife, Marge, grabbed his arm and pulled him close.

"Come on, honey," she whispered into his ear, her warm breath turning him on even more. "Let's go fuck. I've been waiting all evening for your big cock!"

Ned gasped. Although he and Marge had a very satisfying sex life, it had been a long time since he had seen her that horny, and she was such a terrific fuck! In spite of his eagerness to fuck his virgin daughter, he felt his cock responding to his wife's warm, exciting touch.

"Sure, baby," he answered Marge, "you go on up to our room and get ready for me. I'll be up in a minute."

After his wife had gone upstairs, Ned went over to Lola, who had been watching everything intently. He took her by the shoulders and, bending low, he whispered into her ear.

"Sorry, honey. Our little, uh, private, uh, celebration is gonna hafta wait… right now, your mom needs a little fucking," he whispered.

"Aw, Daddy, it's not fair… it's my birthday!" the young girl cried, fighting a surge of jealousy.

Ned chuckled, his ego gratified by the thought that he had two beautiful pussies eager for his cock!

"Don't worry, baby," he muttered, stroking her fine, golden hair, "I'll make it up to you, I promise. Now why don't you go on to bed and finger-fuck your little cunt?"

He laughed as his daughter flushed. He knew she was jealous and he liked the idea. She would be that much more receptive to his cock when they finally did get a chance to fuck.

Cursing under her breath, the young teenager went off to her room to do precisely what her father had suggested. She would have to be satisfied with a finger-fuck until she could finally manage to get her daddy all to herself.

When Ned closed the bedroom door behind him, his wife, Marge, immediately threw her arms around his neck, pressing her voluptuous body close to his, letting the big, firm peaks of her tits dig lewdly into his muscular chest.

As his hands moved swiftly up from the waist, she heard the excited gasp that came from his lips. He slid his hands up under her blouse, delighted to find that she was not wearing a bra. He gripped her naked, firm tits, just aching for his touch.

"Ohhhhh, baby," he moaned.

He had rarely seen her so hungry for a fuck, and her desire had turned him into a lust-ridden animal. He had to have her! He slid his tongue between Marge's invitingly parted lips.

Her head was tilted back and her eyes were closed. Her dark-fringed eyelashes fluttered slightly as her husband's hand dwelled on the smooth flesh of her taut tits, twisting the nipples expertly between thumb and forefinger, making them as hard as rocks.

Her slender body felt warm and moist against him and he felt like ripping her clothes off right then and there. He could feel the sweat standing out on his forehead as their kiss closed in, his tongue probing deeply into her mouth, searching out every hidden crevice, sucking slowly as his cock grew to mammoth proportions against her flat belly.

"Come on," he said suddenly, breaking away from her with a great deal of effort. "Come on… to bed?"

Marge, flushed and out of breath, followed her husband across the large master bedroom toward their bed. Her slacks and blouse were rumpled and drenched with perspiration, and she could think of only one thing. Very soon, she would be writhing in naked lust beneath the hard, muscular body of her husband. She couldn't wait to feel his cock ramming into her pussy!

Staring at her husband with lust-filled eyes, Marge began to remove her blouse as Ned also rapidly took off his clothes. She was naked to the waist now, and felt proud of her shapely, round, firm tits.

Before she had finished undoing the waistband of her slacks, Ned, completely naked now, stepped forward and pressed his face between the beautiful mounds, running his tongue hungrily from one perfect, erect nip to the next.

Her pale gold slacks slid from her hips to the floor, revealing the round curve of her thighs and hips. A profusion of thick curly hair glistened through the sheer bikini panties that began far below her deep-set navel.

"Ohhhh, Ned," Marge moaned. She clutched her husband's head to prevent falling backward. He was muttering exciting obscenities into her tits, and the woman could feel a definite tingling around her nips where his teeth had begun to gently nibble.

Her tits felt hot and swollen, as though they might explode. She pulled backward just a bit and, as she did, the smooth, bulbous head of Ned's hard cock bumped against her upper thigh. It grazed sideways along her leg and then skidded against her panties, at the fullest point of her half-hidden pussy.