David Ingram - Naughty hot nurse

"You sure eat cunt good, Daddy," she said weakly.

"You do a pretty mean job on a cock yourself, honey," he said.

They drank some more and talked, and tried to fuck again, but Herb couldn't get hard. They snuggled together and both dropped into a sound sleep.

Herb awakened first the next morning. Realizing it was his own daughter who lay naked beside him, he felt a terrible sense of guilt. His head hurt and the booze had left a horrible taste in his mouth. He got up and went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth and gargled. He needed to piss something fierce and stood in front of the toilet. But before he could let go, he felt Sarah's arms slide around his middle. She pressed herself tightly against his backside and took his cock in her hand.

"Oh, no baby, we can't," he groaned.

"Oh yes, Daddy, we can. We must." She squeezed his cock and with her fingers and skinned it back. "Go ahead and pee. I want to hold your prick and feel it while you piss. Piss, Daddy, piss."

"Oh, God, Sarah, I don't know," he said in anguish. But then it started and he began pissing.

Sarah felt the piss fill his prick and gush from the end. It thrilled her, the excitement churning in her belly. Then she slid her hand down and let the golden liquid flow over her fingers.

"Oh, Daddy, I'm really getting turned on!" she cried.

He strained hard, forcing out the last drop, fighting another erection, but he couldn't win. His cock swelled slowly in her hand. She snuggled behind him, slowly masturbating his cock until he was hard as a rock.

"Now it's my turn, Daddy," she said and stepped around him and sat on the pot. "Step over close to me. I want your cock."

"Let me wash first," he said, "No, I want it wet," she said.

He reluctantly stepped close and Sarah bent forward and closed her mouth around his wet prick.

"Goddamn, honey, I like that," he said and pushed his cock into her mouth. He put his hands against the back of her head and slowly fucked her face.

Sarah started pissing and felt a new thrill. Sucking a cock while peeing was a real turn-on. She shuddered, imagining the thrill of pissing while being sucked, and wished that her daddy could piss again. She knew he couldn't with a hard-on.

Herb held his daughter's head and listened to her pee in the bowl. He had never imagined that depraved sex could be so thrilling. His balls were playing that familiar tune and he knew that he would come if she didn't stop. She stopped.

"I'm through, Daddy," she said, after freeing her mouth from his cock. "Will you suck me now?"

"Yes," he said.

Sarah got to her feet and her father sunk to his knees. She spread her feet apart and pulled his face against her wet cunt. She had saved a little, and let it go the moment his mouth closed on her pussy. The golden liquid spurted directly into his mouth.

"Oh, oh, I love that! Don't pull away, let me do it," she cried and squeezed out a little more piss, wishing she had saved it all. She sunk wearily to the floor. "Stretch out beside me so we can do each other."

They started out side by side on the bathroom floor sucking each other. But they slowly changed position until Herb was on his back and Sarah was on top of him. She held the base of his cock tightly while she sucked so he couldn't come before she did. She brought him to the edge time after time, only to shut off his come with her fist.

His tongue tried to go deeper and deeper into her cunt. He was holding her cunt lips open with his fingers while his tongue darted in and out, when she started to come. She stiffened, the sharp pleasure filling her belly, and sucked his prick with abandon.

It was only a moment before he was gushing into her mouth. He gave her a good load of thick, slippery goo. He moaned into her open cunt while she drew his come out. She sucked until there was nothing left before she rolled off onto the floor beside him; her pussy still tingling with orgasmic pleasure. It was a feeling that she knew she would never again deny herself.

"Oh my God, but that was good! I'm so drained I'll probably never need to fuck again," he gasped.

"Don't bet on it, Daddy," Sarah said.

They went to the kitchen naked and drank cup after cup of coffee with a big breakfast. In less than two hours they were back on the bed fucking.

"You're the best fuck I've ever had, Sarah," he said, pushing his big cock all the way in. "I never imagined it could be this good."

"Not even with the hot lady across the street?"

"Not with anyone."

"You feel so good in my pussy, Daddy, you fill me so completely. From now on, I want you to fuck me whenever you want. Even if I get married you can fuck me. I want you to fuck me as long as you can get it hard."

"That could be for quite a while, baby."

"I certainly hope so! And I want us to do anything we want – no matter how far out."

They had started this session while still at the breakfast table. Sarah came over and sat on his lap. After a little snuggling and kissing, she slid to the floor between his legs. She held his soft prick in, her hand and looked up at him.

"I want you to do to me what I did to you in the bathroom."

He knew exactly what she meant. He had wanted to do it to her from the moment she had first leaked into his mouth. He looked down at her at nodded.

Sarah skinned back his prick and took it into her mouth. It was soft and shriveled and she could get most of it in. Her father leaned back and let himself go. His pee came so easily bent afraid there would be too much, but Sarah took it as fast as it came. A new excitement churned in his belly and he started hardening, but not enough to stop his peeing until he was empty.

"Now you do it to me," he said.

He sat on the floor and she straddled his shoulders, her pussy pressed tight to his mouth. The coffee did its job and she went with a gush. She felt his tongue probing at her pussy and started coming immediately. She went stiff as a board in the throes of the hardest orgasm she had ever experienced, as she continued pining into his hungry mouth. She pissed and pissed, bracing herself against him to keep from falling, and kept coming all the while, orgasm piled on top of orgasm. He held her in place, knowing she was coming, and drank her every drop, his cock harder than he ever remembered it being. Sarah finally a gasped and fell back into a chair.

"You came, didn't you?" he said.

"Oh God, did I ever." Sarah said.

"I want to come, too. Let's go in the bedroom and fuck."

She followed him to the bedroom where he pushed her back on the bed and quickly mounted her. She moaned softly, the feeling exquisite, while his cock pushed up inside her. She was still all warm and quivering and the introduction of his big, hard prick was a thrilling feeling.

"Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me and fuck me and fuck me. It feels so good. I know I'll come some more."

She lay soft and loose under him, a cunt for his pleasure. She felt like a cunt at the moment, too, one big cunt for a man, her own father. But she knew he would just be one of many. God, she loved fucking!

He felt her cunt squeeze tightly around his prick and knew she was coming again. Her knees came up and she hunched with her ass to drive his cock in harder. He worked hard in her, and even though he got close to coming, he managed to hold off. He didn't want to come so soon because then the fucking would be over, at least for a while, and he didn't want it to be over yet.

Sarah's nostrils flared when her next orgasm came. She made a whining noise and her legs came up over his back. It was more than he could take this time and his cock started spitting. He pushed in as deep as he could go, his cock still emitting juice.

"Good, baby, good, I'm coming, too," he grunted and emptied himself.

They drank afterwards, and had a couple of cigarettes before they slept. It was late afternoon before either awakened. Sarah had the night shift at the hospital, showered quickly, and had a sandwich before to leave.