Hank Borden: A Wild Family Party

What was wrong with her? Why did she so hate the company of men? It just wasn't natural.

She had had fun with her aunt. But she couldn't spend her whole life with her aunt. She knew in her heart that she should be with boys her own age. And deep down she wanted to be with them. But just the thought of a boy or a man putting his hand on her body revolted her. And she knew that if she joined the party now, someone's hand would be on her ass before she could blink an eye. She didn't know what to do.

Terry wiped away a tear as she tried to imagine herself ever fucking someone of the opposite sex.

I don't think I ever could, she told herself, shivering at the thought.

It wouldn't be right.

But why wouldn't having sex with a boy be all right? She wanted to know. She thought hard, searching her mind and her soul, striving to force out the answer. Because…because…

Because Daddy wouldn't like it!

Could that be the answer? Perhaps. Certainly, her daddy and she were very, very close. Wasn't he always calling her his special little girl?

And wasn't he always cautioning her to be good if she wanted to remain his special little girl?

She didn't know anything right now. She was as confused as she had ever been in her whole life. And to make matters even more confusing for her, someone began knocking on her bedroom door.

Aunt Sue! She wants to eat my pussy again. Oh, Aunt Sue, I'm no lesbian. Can't you find another woman somewhere?

But to be polite, Terry said, "Come in. The door's unlocked."

She made no effort to cover her naked body; after all, Auntie had already seen everything there was to see.

But when the door opened, it was not her auntie who entered.

"Daddy!"

"Terry!" He ducked back out. "I'm sorry, I thought you were dressed."

"It's all right, Daddy," Terry said, sitting up in bed and pulling a sheet over her. "Come on in. I don't mind." She held the edge of the sheet against her tits. They were barely covered.

"If you're sure it's okay?" he said, entering sheepishly. "I didn't see you downstairs anywhere, so I thought I'd come up here and check on you. Aren't you feeling well?"

He closed the door behind him and came and sat on the edge of the bed.

The mattress sagged beneath his weight, and Terry's ass slid down and came to rest against her father's thigh. She made no effort to move away, and he didn't seem to notice. He merely smiled at her and placed a hand on her bare shoulder.

"Aren't you feeling well?"

"I felt a little tired so I thought I'd turn in early. But now that you're here, I don't feel a bit tired. We can talk if you like." She sat up straighter, and the sheet slipped beneath her nipples, but she quickly adjusted it properly.

"Okay, what would you like to talk about?"

"Boys."

"What about them?"

"Everything about them. I'm so confused."

"Oh, I see," he said. He cleared his throat and rubbed his chin. "Well, now, where do I begin?

"With sex."

"Do you know anything at all?"

"Oh, yes. Mom told me about fucking."

"She did, did she? And have you ever fucked?"

"No, that's what confuses me. Whenever a boy starts feeling me up, I get disgusted and even a little frightened." Terry told him about her fears and doubts. When she was finished, she breathed deeply, as if a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders.

"Terry, I certainly didn't intend for you to stay a virgin your whole life. If you meet a nice boy, I'll trust you to do the right thing."

"But what is the right thing, Daddy? I'm confused."

"Of course, you're confused. You're too inexperienced to know anything.

You need someone to teach you the ropes."

"Who will teach me?"

"There are several boys downstairs. Why don't you go down and mingle with them and let nature take its course."

"They disgust me, Daddy." She began to pout. Her hands relaxed. The sheet slipped down below her tits, which jutted out proudly and showed off their bright red nipples.

Her father's eyes roamed at will, not just over her tits but also over the outline of her body. She noticed right away and allowed the sheet to slip down to her belly.

"There are boys at your college. Do any of them interest you?" His eyes widened. His tongue began to circle his lips.

"No, Daddy. They're all disgusting." She sat up even straighter and let the sheet slip down to her lap.

"Gee, Terry, I don't know what to say." He tried to peek beneath the sheet.

"I know you could teach me, Daddy. I don't find you disgusting. And I'm not afraid of you, either. Please, Daddy." She pushed up against him, grabbing his shoulders as she pleaded with him. The sheet slipped down to her knees.

Dan popped a boner. Terry could see the huge bulge in his crotch and the pain in his face, and she knew the cause of his discomfort. She had seen that pain many times before in other faces, and she had seen huge cock-bulges many times before in other crotches, and so she was familiar with them. Her daddy's huge cock bulge and his painful look were caused by a stiff prick and the intense desire to ram that prick deep inside her cunt.

This was the point where she always became frightened or even terrified. But just as her daddy's hot stares did not disgust her, his stiff boner and hungry look did not frighten her either.

"I'm not sure if I am the right person to teach you. After all, I am your father." He held her waist; his eyes beheld her entire body.

"You're the only one who can teach me about men, Daddy. I won't let anyone else. If you don't teach me, I'll probably be a lesbian." Again she pouted, while pressing her tits into his chest. "Is that what you want, Daddy, a lesbian for a daughter?"

"Hell no. One dyke in the family is enough. But, still, I-"

"Do you like my tits, Daddy?" She took her titties in both hands and lifted them. "Nice, aren't they?" She dug her thumbs into her nipples then lowered her head and licked the tops of her creamy tits.

"Mmmmm! They taste good, Daddy, very good. Want a lick?" She lifted her head then raised her tits higher, towards her father's trembling lips.

Dan was only human. He could only take so much. He shot a quick glance toward the door then reached out and grabbed hold of his daughter's hot tits. She, gasping, relinquished them to his care then threw back her head as he lowered his head.

"Mmmmm! Fantastic! Lick 'em hard, Daddy. Show me what it's like to be with a man. Show me everything, Daddy." She cradled his head as he slobbered on first one tit and then the other.

Hot breath and hot spit combined to fill her upper body with joyful spasms. She groaned and twitched happily, loving the way her daddy sucked her nipples in and out of his wet mouth.

Terry threw her head far back and moved it in circles. Her hair, brilliantly golden, fell down to her ass in long streamers and danced about freely there, tickling her bare flesh. Feeling wonderful, she sighed deeply.

With her head thrown back, her tits jutted out magnificently, and Dan had no trouble tasting them. His tongue roamed at will, snake-like, up and down her white tit-mounds and around and around her red nipples. He made slurping and lapping noises as he soaked her tits with his spit.

"Ungh!" Each flick of his tongue sent joyful heat waves sweeping through her tits. Each tiny bite sent jolts of electricity to rock her senses. Every kiss sent hot blood racing through her tits to swell and harden her big white mounds.

Her father licked and bit and kissed until her tits were throbbing against his face. Then he released them and sank slowly downward, allowing his tongue to trace a wet path down her belly. She moaned and continued to cradle his head, even while he was kissing her bellybutton.

When he tossed the sheet completely off her, Terry gasped and instinctively drew back her legs and spread them wide. Her hot cunt was twitching rapidly, dripping with desire. She wanted it licked and sucked, now.