Nick Eastwood - Balling Hot Daughter
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"Not that late," Chrissy smiled. "Please, Daddy, tell me a few things."
"Like what, sugar?" Ben sighed.
She suddenly spread her legs and showed hIm her pussy. She pointed to the tiny virgin mouth of her cunt. "What's this called?" she asked.
"What's it for?"
Ben was finding the conversation very difficult. He cleared his throat and said, "That's your cunt, honey. You 'II use it to make love when you're married."
A lot sooner than that, Daddy, Chrissy thought. But she tried to go on looking innocent as she said, "Oh, you mean my husband's cock would go in there?"
"That's right, honey," Ben said as his own cock gave another tell-tale lurch.
"Gosh, I wonder what that'd feel like?" Chrissy mused as she slipped her middle finger up her cunt. "0oooooooo, wow, it feels fantastic."
She started finger-fucking herself right in front of him, and Ben almost came. He'd never seen a girl as horny and uninhibited as his own little daughter. His balls swelled and seethed, and his cock dripped thick streams of juice. He could easily imagine how tight
Chrissy's virgin cunt was, and for one wild moment he imagined cramming his achingly stiff boner into that little hole.
Stop it, he told himself angrily, she's your daughter.
But that thought didn't do anything to cool his insane lust. He lay there and watched his beautiful blonde daughter jerking her finger in and out of her cunt, and his need became almost unbearable. The thing to do, he decided, was get her off, satisfy her lust, and then get her the hell out of his bed so he could think straight. The sooner he was away from temptation, the better.
"Here, honey, let me do that for you," he said hoarsely.
Chrissy eagerly popped her cream-soaked finger out of her cunt. At last she was getting somewhere with her dad. Flushed with arousal, his eyes hot and glazed, Ben slipped his thick middle finger into her cunt. It was a lot bigger than her own, and it felt really exciting. She creamed all over it, and as he felt that hot bath, Ben moaned softly.
"0oooooooo, Daddy, that feels great," Chrissy squealed.
"I'll just get you off, sugar," he panted, "and then maybe we can both think more clearly."
Chrissy didn't care about his motive, she just wanted to get off. She lay there with her legs wide open, giving him plenty of room to work, and she gurgled in ecstasy and clawed the bed. His pumping finger gave her a hot rush of pleasure each time it pushed into her, and she creamed steadily and uncontrollably. The molten cream gushed out around his jerking finger and flooded down the crack of her ass.
"Ohhhhh, shit, ohhhhh," she moaned, "I just love it, Daddy, don't stop."
Ben realized he'd made a big mistake. Now that his finger was inside his daughter's virgin clit, he was finding the little tunnel just as exquisitely tight as he'd imagined. It was velvety and slippery and smoking-hot, and it would be a fantastic place to sheath his nearly bursting prick. It was impossible not to think about that as he urgently finger-fucked her. He just hoped she'd come quickly, before he lost his self-control.
"Do it faster, Daddy," she squealed, "really give it to me."
He felt her tiny cunt getting even tighter I around his pumping finger, signalling that she, was about to come. Ben worked his finger;aster in her juicy little box, praying she'd get off quickly. He couldn't remember even feeling so turned on to a girl as he was for his own daughter. As he increased the speed of his pumping, Chrissy creamed a huge rush of molten juice all around his finger. .
"Unnnhhhhh, yeah, that's how I want it, Daddy, real fast," she gasped. .
Her pretty face was all contorted in a lusty grimace. She wasn't at all shy about showmg how horny she felt, Ben noticed. She was totally uninhibited about her body. Maybe that was because she was so innocent when it came to sex. So damned innocent that she didn't even know about incest and why it was wrong. That was his fault. He should have told her the facts of life a long time ago.
"Do it to me, Daddy, don't stop," Chrissy whimpered.
She was so innocent that she dldn't see anything wrong with seducing her own father. That shocked Ben, but at the same time it turned him on incredibly. Now he felt her tln.y cuntal tube tightening like a vise around his finger, and he felt like he could come if he sneezed.
Chrissy stiffened for a second and gasped, and then her petite body began to buck violently. Sizzling come-cream soaked Ben's deeply pistoning finger.
"0oooooo, shit, Ooooo, I'm coming!" she howled.
Ben groaned, his hoarse cry of frustration drowned out by his teenage daughter's shrieks of pleasure. He'd never wanted to fuck a girl more than he did. Chrissy. He was dangerously close to losing hls self control. He wanted to cram his achingly hard cock into his own little daughter. But luckily she was getting off, and now he could send her back to her own bed. She was just more temptation than he could handle.
"Mmmmmmm, Daddy," she sighed, "that was so nice. Please do it again."
Ben groaned again. "Honey, it's really late," he said. "We better get some sleep."
"Okay, Daddy," Chrissy chirped, "as soon as I jack you off."
Ben stared at her, too stunned to react, and she curled her fingers around his painfully swollen prick and began to pump it. He knew he ought to yell at her to stop. He ought to turn her over his knees and paddle her ass. There were a whole lot of things he ought to do, but he just couldn't bear to make her stop.
He needed to come too badly. He slumped back against the pillows and watched with lust-glazed eyes as his daughter's fist zipped up and down his rigid drooling cock.
Chrissy felt hotly excited. She knew she had him now. Daddy wasn't going to resist her any longer. His cock felt so big in her fist, so hot and pulsating. She pumped the thick slab of meat faster and faster, and Ben began to groan steadily. She longed to dip her head down and gobble his cream, but it was a little too soon for that. Daddy still had all those silly grown-up hang-ups.
"Ohhhhhh, Christ," he moaned, his eyes rolling crazily.
Chrissy knew he was right on the verge of coming, and in another second there'd be no way he could hold it back. That would be the time for her next move. She pumped even faster and more firmly, and Ben shivered convulsively. Thick streams of juice were gushing from his prick, and Chrissy drooled at the sight of them. She couldn't control her hunger any longer. She dipped her head down low, stuck out her tongue, and started licking up her dad's salty cock juice.
"Chrissy, honey, no," Ben gasped. " Ahhh, Christ, aaaggghhhhh!"
Even as he was scolding her, he started to come, and Chrissy got her second faceful of jizz ~hat day. This time she was more prepared for it. After the first hard squirt soaked her face, she held her mouth wide open. She directed her father's jetting cock so that it filled her mouth with boiling come. She gobbled the thick cream greedily.
"Mmmmmm, give me more, Daddy," she moaned, "I love the way it tastes."
Ben groaned and pumped another steaming load of jism into his daughter's greedy mouth.
There was no way he could help himself. He was coming like crazy and couldn't stop. But when he finally began to come down from his climax, he realized what he'd just done, and he knew he had to take action right away.
CHAPTER FIVE
Chrissy was starting to slide her comesoaked lips down around his prick. She was drawing in her cheeks, getting ready to suck the last drops of jism out of his cock. Ben desperately wanted her to do it, but he was coming back to his senses now, fully aware of the kinky incestuous scene he was involved in. He grabbed Chrissy's head and pulled her away from his dribbling cock.
"All right, young lady," he said firmly, "that's it. That's enough.
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