Nick Eastwood - Balling Hot Daughter

She squealed and gurgled and creamed. having the time of her life. Ben knew he might regret things later, but right now he was enjoying hell out of his daughter's smoking little fuck tunnel.

"Unnnhhhhh, Daddy, fuck hard," Chrissy moaned, "make me come."

Each deep thrust of his prick gave her a hot blast of pleasure, and the pleasure was building to the exploding point in the depths of her cunt.

His hammering prick didn't hurt her or scare her any longer. It just felt terrific as it reamed and crammed her horny little boX. Her head lolled back, and she closed her eyes tightly as she floated to the brink of orgasm and hung there gurgling.

"0ooooooo, shit, I'm almost there," she gasped.

"Me, too, sugar," Ben groaned, "can't hold back much longer." He'd hardly – finished saying it before Chrissy felt a hot flood of come filling her cunt. It triggered her orgasm, and she wailed in ecstasy and began to convulse, her spasming cunt sucking up her dad's spurting jism.

"Oooooooo, Daddy, you're doing it, you're making me come!" she wailed.

"Ahhhhh, fuckin' Christ, aaaggghhhhh!" Ben roared.

Chrissy swayed over him, moaning blissfully as she took her very first load of come. She was So glad she'd gotten her very own daddy to take her cherry. Daddy had known just what to do. She looked forward to a lot more fun with him this summer. What did she need with boys her own age when she had her father and his magnificent big cock?

As Ben finally pulled his dripping cock out of her, Chrissy knew that this time he wasn't going to send her back to her own bed.

When Crissy woke the next morning Ben had already left for work, and she sighed with disappointment. Her first thought had been to have more fun with her dad. When she thought about all the exciting things they'd done last night, her pussy began to swell and heat and moisten. She had a quick breakfast and hurried off to find Ben.

He was very busy supervising the shooting of a scene, and Chrissy knew from experience that she'd better not interrupt him or get in his way.

With Ben his work came first. But she waited patiently off on the sidelines, and fmally the scene was finished~ Chrissy started over to speak to her father, bui before she could get to him, Marlene Vickers was hanging on his arm.

"What do you think, Ben?" Marlene purred. "Did I really look okay in that scene?"

"You looked great, as always, Marlene," Ben replied with an appreciative smile.

Chrissy saw red. She needed her father's attention, and she wasn't going to let Marlene hog him. Fuming, the pretty girl marched over and snapped, "Excuse me, Miss Vickers, but I need to talk to my father."

"Why, of course, dear," Marlene cooed. "I'll see you later, Ben, darling."

Ben looked at Chrissy uneasily, and she could tell he felt guilty about what they'd done last night. "What is it, honey'?" he asked.

"I just wanted to tell you that I'll be expecting you back at the trailer at lunchtime, Daddy," Chrissy said, hoping he caught her meaning.

He must have, because he reddened. "Well sugar, I may not be able to make it," he said. "Marlene's invited me to her trailer."

"I'm sure you can think of an excuse, Daddy," Chrissy said. "Please, I need you." She stalked back to the trailer and waited, just hoping that

Marlene wouldn't prove too much competition for her. You sure couldn't blame a guy for taking up any invitation Marlene had to offer. The minutes passed like hours, but after what seemed a lifetime Chrissy saw

Ben coming up the path. She squealed with glee and flung open the door to greet him.

"Oh, Daddy, I'm so glad to see you," she cried, throwing her arms around him.

"Honey, I'm not gonna stay," Ben said. "I'm just gonna grab some notes

I left here and go on over to Marlene's."

Not if Chrissy had anything to say about it, he wasn't! She tightened her grip around his neck and rubbed her slender but curvy body against him, grinding her pouting mound against his cock. She felt him shiver lustily, and she figured she still had a chance against Marlene. She kissed him, darting her hot little tongue between his lips, and she was sure she felt his prick start to stiffen.

"Chrissy," Ben gasped, jerking his head away from her kiss, "I really better get going."

Once more Chrissy rubbed her mound hard against his cock. "I need you,

Daddy," she said, her voice husky and urgent, "I need you just as much as Marlene does. Besides, if you don't show up, she'll find another guy. She always does."

She kissed him again, sticking her tongue all the way into his mouth this time she he couldn't get away. This time it really worked. She felt his prick balloon into a big hard lump that throbbed against her belly. She creamed like crazy, soaking the crotch of her panties. Ben's tongue began to dart at hers, and she knew she was turning him on like mad. Finally they came up for air, and he looked at her with lust glazed eyes.

"Chrissy, we really shouldn't be getting it on," he said hoarsely.

'"I'm your dad, for chrissake. It isn't right."

"Why not?" Chrissy chirped. "We're just making each other feel good, and we're not hurting anybody. Please, Daddy, I'm so horny, it's driving me crazy."

As she spoke, she pulled off her t-shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra.

Ben's hungry eyes darted to her girlish little tits, and he licked his lips. He had a huge hard-on by now, and there was no hiding it. Chrissy reached out and petted the big bulge at his fly. Even through his clothes she could feel his cock heating and throbbing.

As she touched his cock, Ben snorted with lust. There was no fighting it-he was desperate to fuck her again. Chrissy turned him on far more than Marlene did. It was weird to prefer his own teenage daughter to a gorgeous actress, but that's how it was, and he knew he wasn't leaving this trailer till he and Chrissy made love. Right now his cock was trying to tear its way out of his pants as the girl teasingly stroked it.

"Just let me make a quick call, honey," he rasped.

As he picked up the phone and dialed Marlene's number, Chrissy began unbuckling his belt. "Marlene?" he said. "Ben. Listen, I'm sorry, but

I'm not gonna be able to make it for lunch. I've, uh, got a few problems with Chrissy."

The only real problem with Chrissy was that she was pulling down his pants and shorts and breathing all over his prick. It made it kind of hard not to stutter while he was talking to Marlene. It got even more difficult when Chrissy fisted his engorged prick and started pumping it. Ben struggled to concentrate on what his leading lady was saying.

"Somebody else to have lunch with?" he said. "Hmmm, let me see. There's

Sonny Adams, the new stunt man. I think you'd like him a whole lot,

Marlene, and I know he'd like you. Why don't you give him a call?"

Marlene seemed delighted with the suggestion. She'd already checked

Sonny out when he did a practically nude bathing scene. Ben was sure they'd be fucking each other's brains out in no time at all. He hung up with relief and turned his full attention to his cute blond daughter, who'd just started swirling her juicy little tongue allover the swollen purple head of his cock. He reached down and pulled her gently to her feet.

"Let's go in my bedroom and be more comfortable, honey," he said.

Chrissy's heart hammered with excitement. She'd actually won out over

Marlene Vickers, and now Daddy was all hers to enjoy. They went into the bedroom, her eyes glued to his stiffly wagging cock. He pulled off his shirt, revealing his powerful hair-matted chest, then grabbed for

Chrissy's jeans and panties. Seconds later they were on the bed, naked, kissing and pawing each other.

Ben had wakened with a big fat guilty conscience, but he was losing it fast. After all, the damage had been done. He'd already fucked his daughter, taken her cherry, and she certainly hadn't protested. She was just as eager as he was. So why not go. on having fun with her? Ben ran his hands over her sleek hot little body and felt his lust rising to fever pitch.