Donna Allen - The family gets it on

"Jamie's got a new crush," she said with a sigh. It was true, but that wasn't what was troubling the teenager.

"And what else?" he said. He was too wise to be deceived.

Jodie rose up and took their plates to the sink. "Nothing else, Daddy," she said.

"Does it have something to do with Uncle Rick?"

She flushed as she rinsed the plates under the hot water. "No, I told you, Jamie's got a crush."

"He's your brother," Bob said gently. "He's not your boyfriend."

"I know." She sat down again and Bob's eyes flickered over her tits.

"You sunbathing today?" he said, taking his glasses off and rubbing his nose.

"Yeah, that's why I'm wearing this." She tugged at her bikini top. She hadn't realized how much of her tits showed.

"Don't try to cover them up," Bob smiled. "They're quite lovely."

"Oh. Daddy!"

"Well, they are, baby," he said, pushing his cup away. "Maybe I'll join you in the yard."

She cocked her head and smiled nervously. "Are you just being nice to me or do you really want to sunbathe?"

"A little of both."

She rose up and as she did when she was small she plopped down onto his lap. She settled down, her arms around his neck and hugged him. "You're the best daddy in the world," she sighed.

She kissed his cheek and then suddenly he turned his face and she was kissing his lips. "I'm sorry, Daddy," she said, her cheeks turning pink.

She met his gaze and neither of them laughed. He cupped her chin and with a ragged groan he kissed her mouth. She responded instinctively by sending her tongue soaring into his mouth. He sucked on her tongue and gently fondled her tits through her skimpy bikini top.

She shifted her ass around and he widened his thighs and she felt the bulge between his legs. "Oh, Daddy, we're kissing," she said.

"I guess so, baby," he said.

"It feels funny."

"It'll be our secret."

"Yes, our secret."

He chuckled as he stroked her thighs. "You always did love secrets."

She took a deep breath and her tits threatened to burst the tiny cups of her swim suit. He squeezed and caressed her nubile mounds and she opened her mouth and accepted his tongue.

"I'm not a virgin, Daddy," she whispered. "I'm not surprised," he said.

"I can feel your cock, Daddy," the teenager said.

"I know, honey," Bob said. "You're sitting on it."

She giggled. "It's getting hard."

"You ought to feel it from this end."

She deliberately wiggled her ass on his lap. "If you take it out I'll play with it."

"Oh, you will, will you?" he chuckled. "And who taught you to play with a cock?"

"Please take it out, Daddy."

"I never could refuse you anything." He knew what they were doing was wrong and it was his responsibility because he was older and wiser and the parent. But he couldn't help himself. He and Rona had a good marriage, but lately the sex with her bored him. Happily she wasn't too demanding lately. He knew she and Rick were probably making it and he didn't much care. But the feel of his teenage daughter on his lap made his dick throb and he couldn't resist her.

He moved his hand to his crotch and she shifted her weight so he could reach his zipper. He tugged it down and took her hand and moved it inside his fly.

She brought his dick out and squeezed it hr her tiny fist. She wiggled around and held on to his prick and they kissed again. His hands were all over her and she clung desperately to his dick and managed to pump it up and down. But the position was precarious and eventually he put her down and rose up.

"Take that thing off," he said and the teenage girl peeled her bikini bottom off.

He grabbed her again and pulled her back onto his lap, but now he was able to fondle her naked pussy and lush ass. She felt all quivery and wet and she shut her thighs around his hand and pursed her lips as he plunged a finger into her cunthole.

"Ooooohhhhh, Daddy!" she sighed.

"Should Daddy give you a come?" he said.

"I want you to fuck me."

"Oh, baby, I will!"

They kissed again, hot kisses and wet kisses and all the while their hands were all over each other. The teenager's twat was getting wetter by the minute and his finger slid eagerly into her cunt.

Suddenly he was lifting her up and she was touching his dick. "Sit on it, baby," he said.

She felt helpless to stop now and she placed one foot on the chair and used it for leverage as she positioned her pussy over his up thrust dick.

It was difficult to fuck in this position, but father and daughter were too excited to care.

He rubbed his cockhead against her gulch and she pushed down, trying to force it inside her.

She was in a frenzy of passion, but Bob lifted her up by the hips and sank his thick fuckpole all the way into her teenage twat.

"It's in!" she gasped.

He gritted his teeth and held onto her hips as he moved up and down on the chair. He was buried to the hilt inside her and her tongue lolled out of her mouth as the wild sensations in her cunt erupted.

"Daddy, we're fucking," she said.

"Move your ass, baby," he said.

She bounced up and down, clinging to his neck. But it was he who was doing the fucking. It was, he who was holding her hips and moving her bodily up and down his fuckpole.

It felt so good to the teenage girl she forgot everything in the world except her father's dick. She whimpered with delight when his cock rasped against her lust-stiffened little clit. When Bob clamped his lips over one of her tits and sucked hard, she rocked in a frenzy of lust.

"Daddy, I'm coming!" she gasped.

"Let it out, baby," he said.

"Oh, yes!" Her blonde hair flying, she rocked her head from side to side as the wondrous sensations flooded her senses.

As she came her cunt gripped his prick, but Bob used every ounce of control he could muster. Now that he was finally fucking his adorable daughter, he had no intention of dropping his load so soon.

With the expertise that only maturity can bring, he continued pumping his cock into her teenage gash and the overheated girl gurgled with excitement. At one point his cock was in so deep, she thought she felt him in her throat.

Every ounce of her being trembled with sexual need. Fucking her father was as good as fucking her uncle. Maybe even better because she loved her father more.

She clung to him, laughing and crying and having one orgasm after the other and he held her tight and soothed her when she could take no more.

"Relax, baby," he said, kissing her tenderly.

"Oh, Daddy, it's so good!"

"Daddy's here," he said, untying her bikini top. "Daddy's here and he's going to fuck his little girl again."

She slipped from his lap and he rose up. Hand in hand they left the kitchen and walked upstairs. They went into her bedroom and he closed the door and he held her close as they felt each other's heartbeat.

The teenager sat down on the bed and her father moved with her. He stood before her and she found his prick a few inches from her face.

"Get on the bed, Daddy," she said, and Bob climbed onto the bed and lay still while she stared at his dick through narrowed eyes.

He pushed a pillow under his head and reached for her. "Come here, you little darling," he said.

She untied her halter top and fell over on top of him. They rolled around on the bed like two strong young animals. For a moment Jodie felt there was no age difference and no familial barriers.

"You're a dishy kid," Bob said, stroking her hair.

She bent down and took his cock in her hand. It had softened slightly, but she stroked it gently and bent over to kiss the moist tip. Bob sighed when she darted the tip of her tongue over his silken-skinned cockhead.

"Oh, fuck, I can't believe I'm letting my own kid give me head," he said as she took his prick-knob inside her lips and chewed it lightly.