Kathy Harris: Daughter_s oral fun

The school doors were flung open and a horde of youngsters streamed outside, laughing and chattering.

Loni Sullivan, in her teens, spotted her father waiting for her in his car and waved gaily as she broke into a run toward him.

Van Sullivan sat in his car, watching his daughter. His mouth watered and his cock hardened as he gazed at his sexy, beautiful little girl. She had long blonde hair, an angelic face, and, a slender, small-titted body.

"Hi, Daddy!" Loni chirped, jumping into the car, her school books clutched against her chest.

Her skirt was pulled taut across her little ass and its hem rode up high on her creamy thighs.

"Hello, darling," Van said as he embraced his daughter. He smiled as Loni pressed her warm body against his. He kissed her cheek chastely, as any father would.

Van started the car and they headed away from the city, father and daughter chatting about their day. Van's eyes glowed with more than paternal love each time he glanced at Loni. Twenty minutes later, he turned down a country road, heading for the secluded area that he and his daughter knew so well by now.

Loni pressed herself closer to her father. Her thigh touched his. He felt her body heat through his trousers, and his face grew red and warm.

He reached out with one hand and patted the girl's knee. Her bare flesh felt like satin beneath his fingertips.

As soon as Van stopped the car, Loni threw herself into his arms and they kissed… with their lips, their tongues, even their teeth.

Loni eagerly opened her lips to her daddy's probing tongue and she sucked on it, moaning softly. This was the moment the teenager had been waiting for all day long.

Their mouths were clamped tightly together. Their saliva mingled lewdly and their bodies pressed closer together. Van stroked his daughter's glossy hair as they kissed. His hand caressed her long, slender neck and he could feel the veins pulsing in her throat. His hands rubbed her girlish shoulders and his cock hardened as they continued to kiss.

Loni moaned into her daddy's mouth. Her little virginal pussy was tingling and throbbing now, and it was growing wetter with each passing second.

Inside the crotch of Van's trousers, his cock and balls were heavy. His prick stirred, lengthening and thickening.

Finally, they broke their long, torrid kiss. Loni's lips were moist and gleaming, her eyes shining as she looked up at her father with an adoring expression in her eyes.

Loni flashed her daddy a smile as she shrugged out of her jacket. Beneath it she wore longsleeved, sheer blouse. Her daddy could see her little bra through the material. Her tits were small budding mounds of girlish flesh.

"Oh, Daddy," she whispered as she began to unbutton her blouse, "I've been dreaming about this all day!"

"Me too, darling," Van admitted, his eyes riveted to her chest.

Loni unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it out of her skirt. She wore a white bra even tough her little tits were high and firm and did not need the bra's support. The tops of her young tits rippled over the bra cups.

Van reached out with a trembling hand and touched his daughter's tit. He gently massaged her tits through the bra, and caressed the satiny tit-flesh at the top of the bra-cups.

Loni sighed with pleasure and her tits rose and fell rapidly as she breathed rapidly.

"Will you take my bra off for me, Daddy?" she purred.

The man's hands shook so hard that he could hardly unfasten the hooks which held the back strap of the bra together. But he managed, and in seconds, the bra was loosened. He slid the straps down off her smooth shoulders and at last her tits came free from the bra cups.

The bra joined the girl's jacket and blouse on the floor of the car.

"God, Loni, how I love your tits!" Van groaned as his hands squeezed his daughter's tits gently.

Loni smiled with erotic pleasure.

Her nipples were tiny and pink and, as her daddy fondled her, they stiffened and grew rigid.

Loni put her hands on the back of her father's neck and pulled his head down to her tits. She gasped with joy as he started to nuzzle her tits, rubbijig his face against them. Her nips throbbed as they grazed his cheeks and chin. He kissed them hotly, wetly, pressing his puckered lips against each nipple. Her nips throbbed as they were pressed against the wet insides of Van's lips.

Loni moaned and let her long legs fall open. One of her legs rested up on the cushioned car seat and her other leg stretched out with her foot on the floor.

Finally, Van came up for air. His face was flushed, his eyes were glazed, and his prick was hard. It made a tent-like bulge in the crotch of his trousers and it throbbed demandingly.

"You know what I want, Daddy," Loni purred, "let's get in the back seat so you can do me real good."

And with that, the teenager scrambled over the front seat climbing into the back of the car with her father right behind her, his eyes on her pert little ass.

Loni half-sprawled, half-sat in the back seat of the car, her legs spread wide. Her daddy's saliva was shining on her stiff pink nips.

Van knelt on the floor of the car between his daughter's legs. He took hold of the hem of her skirt and slowly lifted it, exposing her pink thighs and her narrow hips and her pantycovered crotch. She wore a pair of plain white bikini panties, and they were stretched tight across her hips. Her little arched mound formed a rise in the crotch of her panties. The panties fit her so lightly that the folds of her pussy were clearly visible.

Van stroked her thighs with slow, teasing strokes, just the way he knew his daughter liked it. He slowly worked his way upward.

"Oh, Daddy!" Loni gasped when he first touched her pussy through the panties.

His hands shook as he slipped his fingers under the elastic waistband of her panties. He tugged them downward. Loni lifted her ass up from the seat cushions so her father could take her panties down.

Van unpeeled the white panties from the girl's soft flesh, exposing her light covering of pussyfur and her delicate pink pussylips. He groaned and bit hard into his lower lip, trying to stifle his passion.

He pulled his little girl's panties down to her knees and put his hot hands on her hips. Her pussy was a narrow, thin-lipped pink slit between her long legs. Her bush was soft, silky, and very light.

Van thought that his daughter would look even sexier if her pussy were shaven clean so that her pink cuntlips were uncovered. That would make her look even younger and more vulnerable. But he must wait before be asked her to do that, he told himself. He must bring her along slowly.

That was how Van had done things all along in the seduction of his daughter… slowly and carefully, step by step. Loni had always been a beautiful, sensual child. And from the time when her body had begun to change and mature, and her small tit-mounds began to grow on her flat chest, Van knew he had to have her.

Step by step, he had led Loni down the path of incest. He was always touching her, patting her, fondling her hair, rubbing her shoulders, hugging her. He was always careful to guard against such incestuous affection when his wife Lois, was around. He had kept his true feelings for his daughter a secret. And, doing her part, Loni was careful not to breathe a hint of her sexual activities with her father to a single living soul.

It made Loni feel special, as if she and her father were united in their torrid secret, the two of them against the world.

The man had seduced his daughter by slow degrees and he still had a long way to go. In fact, Loni was still technically a virgin, but Van would take care of that when the right time came.