Ken Preston - More than a daughter

It was the right way! Her tongue was gentle where Terry's was rough. It slipped into me so softly and smoothly I almost cried with the loving emotions that flowed through me like a rushing river. She kissed me and licked me and sucked me like I had never experienced before, making me go into tiny convulsions of delight, and then into a smashing orgasm that left me sweating and limp.

I pulled her up onto my bed and hugged her. I knew if I didn't get out of bed soon I would not have the strength to stumble to the warm shower. Mom peeked at the clock on my dresser and clucked in distress. "I'm lying here with my hot daughter and fooling around with her delightful little cunt when I have a million things to do. Your father will wonder what's become of me." She looked at me, very seriously.

She waved bye to me at my door and disappeared down the hall. It really was time for me to get my hot butt out of the sack. But I was still dawdling around, dipping my finger in my wet hole, when my daddy walked in. "Hi! Honest, I was just about to get up, Daddy." He looked irritated.

"Where's your mom, kitten? And where is Teresa this morning?" He may have been mad, but his slacks showed me a bulge that told me he was hornier than he was mad. I started explaining that Teresa had brought me my breakfast and Mom had just left my bedroom but he wasn't listening. His eyes were fastened on my wet pink cunt that I deliberately left open before his eyes. He sat down on my bed, staring between my legs like he had never really seen my pussy. Then he smiled at me and his hand slipped up my leg to rest tantalizingly against my cunt. For some strange reason I resented the touch of his hand.

"You can't find Terry to fuck and you can't find Mom. You're hot and now you are thinking about diddling your daughter. Right?" I could have bit my tongue! He colored red and took his hand away and rubbed it as though it had been burned on a hot stove.

"Now wait a minute, little girl! You are getting a little too smart. I don't like to be talked to that way. You know, you're not too old to turn over my knee and warm your pretty bottom real good."

I looked at him and then I blurted out, "Go ahead. Spank me. See if I care! You just want me because you can't find…" I never finished my sentence. He got red as fire and he jerked me right out of my bed like I was a rag doll. He jammed me under his arm and carried me over to my dressing table like I didn't weigh an ounce. I was tossed over his lap and held in an iron grip, hollering and kicking like mad. His hand suddenly came down on my tender butt like a ton of bricks! Tears of pain sprang from my eyes, streaming down my face. I could feel my ass cheeks turning red hot. He really meant business! But what turned me on so much that I let my legs drop and open cracking wide, was his hard cock poking into my stomach. I won't say I dug the pain, but I knew I could control him and make something happen that I had been yearning for since I last felt his wonderful cock sliding into me.

When he felt me grow limp, he instantly stopped, resting his hand on my smarting butt, just sitting there. "I-I am very sorry I said those nasty things, Daddy. I acted like a jealous bitch. Please… please forgive me." I felt his hand trembling on my ass cheeks and he drew a deep breath, his cock quivering against my bare stomach. I felt his fingers begin to caress my sore butt, and then dip gently down into the crack of my ass and reach down even further to brush ever so gently over my pussy. I lay there across his legs, waiting. And hoping! In a second or two I felt his fingers part my cunt lips and steal inside my wet hole, just a tiny bit. I quivered, deliberately, and thrust my butt up in the air. Not too much! Just enough. Then his finger went deeper into me and to my joy he began to fingerfuck me like I had never felt before. I tried so hard to stay still, and most of all, not to come, but my orgasm would not be stopped. "Oh, Daddy darling!" I moaned. "You have just got to fuck me again. Right now. Please!"

He was in no mood to resist. He carried me back to my bed and fumbled out of his slacks, his huge cock springing out like an avenging angel! I reached for him, guiding that beautiful cock right where I wanted it to go. He screwed me and screwed me, cupping my flaming bottom gently in his big hands, lifting me up off my bed only to plunge more deeply into my soaking, spasming cunt. I wanted him to come. Right now! My pussy gripped him like a velvet vise, throbbing and demanding that he come in me. My messages were received! I felt his tool grow hot and it swelled fit to burst my pussy walls and then it started. He poured one smashing load of cum after another into my hot cunt, holding my hips tightly and jerking so hard I could see the skin on my stomach lift from the tremendous pressure of his strong cock spending its fantastic strength into his daughter's cunt.

He slid back and wiped the perspiration from his forehead, saying nothing, just looking at me. I think he felt he had been had by a clever female, but he wasn't sure enough to say anything – and he really wasn't too angry. We had had the most terrific fuck anyone could ever wish for. He slipped his slacks back on and walked quietly from my room. I lay there, feeling my ass burning and my cunt quivering.

When I finally got through my shower and put soothing cream on my sore bottom much of the day had slipped by. It had been a very busy morning for a horny chick, and it had all happened right in my own bedroom! My pussy was tender, but ready for any action that might come its way.

I picked out a pitifully tiny silver bikini to wear for our pool party. It covered my nipples, but most of my breasts, which were becoming very full and touchy, swelled out above the narrow band. The bottoms showed almost all my pink ass, and that I didn't like. The pink, I mean. Rut I figured the cream would do its bit pretty quick. My cunt hair fringed out in an almost lewd way, but I didn't care. Just girls were invited, and for my brothers, so what did I care if they saw my hair? If I had my way, they'd see all of me, bare naked and cool in the summer heat.

Our kitchen was full of unnecessary help for Teresa. Mom looked lovely in a blue one-piece suit, cut very conservatively. Dad and my brothers were wearing brief trunks that mustn't have any liner in them, because their cocks showed so clearly they might as well have been totally nude.

Dirk and Allen and I whipped down the mountainside in Dad's car to pick up their dates. I almost whistled in surprise when I saw them come out of their house and walk toward our car. They were both stunning brunettes with absolutely gorgeous bodies. They wore light summer frocks that clung to their curves like sexy paper on the wall. In addition to being heavenly humpers, my brothers did have excellent taste in women. I wondered if Dirk and Allen had gotten into their pants.

Dirk's chick was called Dolly. Allen possessively held the hand of Joan, a tiny thing with a bust that made me green with envy. Both girls had large tote bags stuffed full of goodness-knows-what. I guessed they were ready for whatever might happen. I hoped they brought at least one douche syringe. It was likely to be needed.

When they came out of the guest house, undressed, really, for our lawn party, we all just gaped at them. My bikini covered me like a sack, compared to theirs! If Joan were to take even one deep breath, we'd all, see her stiff nipples. Dolly's bikini was woven of coarse thick yarn, and the weave was so loose her breasts were all right there to be admired and her pussy fur, long and thick, poked through the netting of her bottom in a way that demanded the touch of a hot boy's palm.

"Well," my daddy said, on the second try, "what would we all like to do first?" The answer to his question was so obvious we all busted out laughing like mad. He grinned. "So it was a dumb question, but don't you think we should eat first? Food, I mean!"