Norma Egan: The neighbor_s daughter

"Patty," he said shakily, "it's very late. I think you'd better go back to bed."

Her hot little fist tightened around his erect throbbing prick. "No, Daddy," she said impatiently, "not just yet. I want to look."

He should have told her no, should have bundled her right up the stairs and into her bed, but he didn't move, didn't say a word. He couldn't – because before he could even think, Patty stuck out her cute little pink tongue and started to lick the head of his prick.

His whole body flamed with evil lust. Her little tongue lapped mischievously on his sensitive cock, sending sharp streaks of pleasure through his loins. God help him, he couldn't bring himself to make her stop. He leaned back, dizzy and panting.

Patty had decided to try some of the stuff she'd seen Vicky doing with Kent. At first when she stuck out her tongue and started to lick the big purple head of Daddy's cock, she wanted to giggle, it was such a funny thing to do. Then she got to enjoying it. His flesh was hot and satiny beneath her tongue. She lapped up the little drop of juice, and it tasted good.

She tried to remember what else Vicky had done to Kent. The image came to her, and she mimicked it, moistening her lips, kissing the head of her father's hot hard cock. She began to lick up and down the rigid pulsing stalk, making his whole hard prick shiny with her spit…

"Honey," Rod said hoarsely, "where did you learn to do that? Have you been with some boy?" Patty giggled. "No, Daddy, I know I'm not supposed to date yet. I was just watching Vicky and Kent."

Rod's head whirled. That damned little nymph next door had been making it with his son, too! He and Kent had shared the same girl… Well, he'd have to talk to Kent later. Right now he couldn't keep his mind on anything but Patty's wicked wet little tongue teasing up and down his rigid swollen meat…

"Do you like this, Daddy?" she asked. Her voice was completely innocent, full of childish curiosity.

"Yes, honey," Rod managed to say, "it's very pleasant." That was hardly a strong enough word – it was driving him crazy, his little freckle-faced daughter tonguing his dick. He couldn't keep still any more. He reached out and slipped his hand inside her panties, found the ripe mound of her hairless cunt. He slid a finger between the slick fleshy lips and touched the tiny button of her clitoris. He began to rub…

Patty gasped. Suddenly she was feeling the most dizzying pleasure of her young life. Daddy had his hand between her legs and was caressing that funny little lump of flesh she'd discovered the other day. Only it felt so much better when he did it. His fingers were more skillful than hers.

"Oooo, Daddy," she sighed, "that feels so good…"

Rod felt a sudden spurt of hot cream wetting his finger. Patty moaned and rubbed her little virgin pussy against him. He was turning her on fast – his own kid. And he knew he wasn't going to stop. Her little body was too delicious, too tempting. He circled her tiny hot clit with his fingertip, moving faster and faster.

"Oooo, yeah, Daddy," she squealed, "that's NICE…"

He wouldn't fuck her, he told himself, he just wouldn't… That would be going too far, to pop his own daughter's cherry. But that didn't mean they couldn't have fun.

"Honey," he panted, "there's something I could really dig."

"Sure, Daddy," she sighed. "What is it?"

"Take my cock in your mouth," he said feverishly. "Suck on it. I'd like that so much, Patty."

The little girl didn't hesitate. She loved her father and wanted to please. And he was doing such delicious things to her with his finger, it seemed only fair to do something he liked.

Patty licked her lips, then slid her mouth around the huge purple head of her father's penis. She sucked strongly, taking him inside. His cock was too long for her small mouth, and she could take in only about half his length before his dripping balls touched her throat. She began to suck. It was fun…

"Ohhh, Christ," Rod moaned. "Yeah, baby, that's good…"

Her little mouth was silky fire around his swollen meat. He couldn't help moaning as she sucked him. He slid his soaked finger off her hot little joy button and searched out the tiny moist mouth of her twat. He inserted his finger gently in his daughter's cunt. No barrier. He pushed…

"Ummmm!" Patty said.

She felt burning pleasure as Daddy eased his thick stiff finger up her narrow virgin cunt. She creamed helplessly and heavily around him. In her excitement, she sucked harder and harder on his thick throbbing dick.

"Baby, baby," Rod crooned, "I like that. Yeah, suck meee."

He leaned back and closed his eyes.

Vicky took the opportunity to scamper down the stairs and hide behind a chair. She had to, for someone was coming. She'd been watching from the stairs, watching Rod getting it on with his red-haired daughter – when she heard a bedroom door opening. She had to hide.

"Yeah, honey, yeah," Rod whined. "I'm gonna come in a second. Don't be afraid. Just swallow it…"

Patty didn't know what he meant, but she felt she was ready for anything. His thick stiff finger was pumping in her virgin cunt, and it felt fantastically good. She felt herself mounting into almost unbearable pleasure, just like when she'd played with herself while watching Kent and Vicky. Then her little nipping cunt seemed to explode with hot ecstasy.

Rod felt her coming, felt her deliciously tight little twat squeezing his finger, creaming in floods. In her excitement she almost swallowed his cock, and her silky throat muscles closed around his swollen balls.

"Ummm!" she said. "Ummm!"

Rod felt red-hot jism ripping up his rigid shaft, into her mouth. "Oh, Christ, YEAH," he bellowed, "eat my come, baby, EAT IT…"

He gasped and moaned as he shot his load into her mouth, and the little girl swallowed it all. He was oblivious to everything but his violent pleasure.

Then he opened his eyes and saw his wife and son staring at him.

When she and Kent had finished making love, June experienced a few moments of intense satisfaction and deep peace. It wasn't long enough, though. She began to worry about Rod, about her marriage. She had to go talk to her husband and try to patch things up, hopeless as it seemed.

Reluctantly she moved out from under Kent, felt his limp wet prick slipping from her. "Kent," she said, "we better go find your father and talk with him."

"Yeah," Kent sighed, "I guess so."

They didn't bother to dress – it seemed superfluous now, after all that had happened. They heard voices downstairs, started down – and then stopped, gawking.

Below them on the couch Rod was sitting, Patty's head in his lap. His cock was out, erect and glistening with her spit. She was sucking on it, and Rod was working his hand inside her panties.

Shocked speechless, June slowly descending the stairs, Kent following her. They walked over to the couch and stood there watching, still hardly believing their eyes. Rod and Patty were oblivious to them. Rod's voice was hoarse with lust.

"Eat my come, baby," he bellowed, "EAT me!"

June watched in horror as Rod came into his daughter's mouth. Patty was coming, too, she could tell – the girl's body writhed and shook. Patty swallowed her father's jism, jerked her pussy around his finger…

At last Rod looked up and saw his wife and son.

"Well, Rod," June said bitterly, "what was it you were calling me a while ago – insane? Vile? Because I made love to my own child. So what would you call yourself?"

"I-I didn't fuck her," Rod said weakly.

"No, you only 'fucked' her mouth," June said coldly. "It's incest just the same, Rod. You're no better than I am, and you know it."

"Oh, Mom, Daddy," cried Patty, "don't fight, please. Can't we just forget all this and make up?"