Harry Stevens: Horny family fun

He paused again, coming to grips with his inner self.

"I'm a psychiatrist. The human mind is my bread and butter," he said soberly. "So if anybody ought to know, it's me-that, down deep, every man wishes he had a little girl of his own he can fuck into a woman. Your dad did and I didn't. I hated his guts for getting the kind of piece of ass I never could."

"And now?" Patty asked. "Now that you've fuck me, too, same as Daddy?"

"Baby," Jason said with wrenching honesty," "you're as close to my own little girl as I can get. But in a way, that just makes it worse. Feel like a rat fucking you behind your dad's back-stealing pussy from my own brother when I'd probably kill him if it was the other way around and you were my daughter."

Her uncle's raw emotion cut to Patty's soul. She'd only experienced anything so moving, so true once before-and that was after the first time her father had fucked her and had poured out his feelings about the great sin he believed he'd committed.

With her father, Patty had reassured him that anything that felt so right could never be wrong. He'd bought it, and the rest was incestuous history. Would her uncle be equally persuaded by the same brand of logic? she wondered.

"Trust me!" she asked of him.

He started to say that the real problem was trusting himself.

"I've got all the answers," Patty told him with ringing conviction. She slyly added, "But you have to go ahead and hick me in the ass like we agreed on before, or you'll never get them. Deal?"

Her rear ass-cheeks were spread, showcasing her dusky ass-pucker to dramatically invite her Uncle's hard cock to take the plunge where she was tightest.

"I said it before and it was the God's honest truth-and I'd be a liar if I didn't say it again," Jason said, panting. "I'd die to fuck that ass!"

He had ass-fucked her, as deep and hard as it could be done. To Patty's squealing delight, the ass fucking ended with even more jizz shooting into her ass than when her uncle had fucked her cunt.

"Trust me," Patty had told her uncle, and she'd meant it. So, after he'd fucked her ass, she went back to what he'd told her about her father.

The plan Patty spun off the top of her head was so crazy that it took a psychiatrist to appreciate how much sense it made. Forgetting all logic but hers, Jason bit-hook, line and sinker.

Ed Gannon received the telegram as he was coming out of a business meeting, where he'd just wrapped up an important contract ahead of schedule. Good thing, too, he thought, because the message from home seemed urgent.

"Daddy, you've got to get back right any," it said. "Don't let me down. Checked the flights. One tonight. I'll be waiting at the airport. Explain when you get here." It was signed, "Love, Patty."

Even if he hadn't sealed that contract, Ed Gannon would have been on the plane. Not just because he was worried, either. His cock had been hard for his little girl ever since he'd left on his trip, making him ready for an excuse to return to her hot, young body.

Ed credited his success on the contract to dumb luck. The whole time he'd been going through the motions of negotiating, his mind had been elsewhere. His mind was not on the contract he was supposed to get signed for his job, but on another one he was determined to break in his personal life.

A divorce. That's what Ed Gannon had decided on. He'd give Judy all the money she wanted in return for ending their marriage, and anything else to get loose of her. All that he'd ask for in return was partial custody of their daughter.

Any reasonable judge, Ed anticipated, would give him weekends with Patty. He'd take an apartment on the other side of town, making it possible for them to live was much like man and wife as a father and daughter could do when they were together.

But, in the meantime, there was the urgency of Patty's telegram for Ed to consider. Had something happened at home, like Judy suspecting what he was up to with their daughter? If so, instead of the solution to all his problems, he might be going back to bell on earth. Whatever; fate inevitably called either way. Ed called the airport and made the reservation for that night's flights They were fucking like there was no tomorrow upstairs, so her mother and brother didn't notice when Patty slipped out of the house to borrow the car without permission. The airport was twenty miles away, and she got there a mile a minute. Another twenty minutes after that, her father was waving from the midst of the other passengers when he spotted her waiting forhim.

They embraced and kissed on the mouth when they closed the distance between them, exchanging tongues. Passers-by grinned and winked when they saw Ed and Patty, especially the men who envied this middle-aged guy with what they assumed was his cute, young wife, Patty treating Ed to a crotchful of rubbing knee.

"What about your luggage, Daddy?" Patty whispered into her father's ear when their kiss had broken.

"Had to send it on another flight to get a ticket on this one at the last minute," Ed said, panting. "Won't get here until tomorrow."

"Good, then I won't have to wait to get you alone in the car. I'm so horny for your big cock I can't stand it.

Patty openly squeezed her, father's bulging crotch in plain sight. Of those who saw it, most of the men nodded with approval and most women frowned with disgust. Then Patty left them all to their imaginations, grabbing her father's hand and leading him as fast as she could to the privacy of the car.

"Oh, Daddy, take it out! Take it out!" she cried the instant they were in the front seat. "I wanna suck it soooo badly"

Ed Gannon still needed to get to the bottom of that telegram, but that seemed a lot less important at the moment than a blowjob from his teenage daughter. So, no questions asked for now, he unzipped his swollen fly and hauled out his rigid prick for the benefit of Patty's hungry mouth.

She dove for his cock-meat. A single, slurp and she was deep-throating his cock to his balls. Ed's hand was inside her blouse as she went down on his prick, massaging her braless tits.

"This long away from you, baby, and you know I'm gonna cum quick," Ed said, warning Patty. "Hope you're thristy!"

Patty sucked even harder to trigger his jizz. Success was instantly hers. Her father's prick abruptly gushed down her throat. She swallowed his scalding cream as it spurted. She came herself, as thought she owned an oral cut somewhere at the depths of her fucked mouth.

"Ahhh, I needed that!" Ed Gannon sighed when his daughter had licked up the last drop. "Nothing like a, blowjob from his own little girl to relax a guy after a long, hard business trip."

Ed leaned back on his side of the front seat, loosening his tie. In truth, he wasn't as relaxed as he'd claimed to be. That telegram from Patty simply had to be accounted for.

"Say, uh," he said, frying to sound casual, "is there something going on at home that made you and send me that wire, baby? Some kinda trouble with your mom or something?"

Patty had, of course, been expecting his question, answering according to plan.

"It's nothing I can't wait to tell you until after you've fucked me proper, Daddy. My horny cunt's just dying for every inch of your big, stiff cock and every drop of your next load of hot, thick cum. Here, just feel how hard-up I-am."

She took her father's hand and guided it under her skirt. No panties were underneath. Ed Canon suddenly had his fingers full of juicy, teenaged cunt-hair and pussy-meat, and his prick was throbbing steel all over again.

"Okay, angel," Ed readily agreed when he felt her matchless pussy. "Let's get in the back seat where there's more room to hick!"

"No, not in the car, Daddy. I've got my heart set on you fucking me in a soft, warm place. If I can wait until we get to one, so can you. Just drive where I tell you to."