Ray Strong: Hot daughter

Her fingers tightened their hold on his hair, tugged him closer, jamming his face ever-deeper into her flaming cunt-hole, thrilling to the way his tongue seemed to stab all the deeper into her anxious snatch, thereby making more pussy juice come pouring out. And then she found his lips and tongue were licking and sucking her cunt in rhythm to the way she was bouncing her body.

Bernadette found herself shuddering all over. Something, she couldn't quite tell what, was about to happen to her. She had seen the women in the movies acting this way, but she hadn't believed they were really feeling anything. No woman went that crazy. And yet now she herself was moaning in the exact same way the women in those fuck films had moaned.

She was sighing, gasping, and gulping air feverishly. Her body felt itself automatically winding up tighter and tighter until she was completely wound up. She was delirious with rapture, thrilled with ecstasy as her sopping slit literally pounded into her father's face again and again.

"Ohhhhh… Daddy," she breathed. "Oh, wonderful Daddy. Oh, don't stop it now… uhhhh… wonderful, sweet, fabulous, cunt-eating fatherrrrrr…"

Her insides seemed to knot into a tightness that prevented her from breathing, and then, all of a sudden, everything exploded like a hydrogen bomb inside her. Fiery blasts followed one another in her body as she felt her cunt spasming again and again. She rubbed her gurgling gash into her father's face with greater effort as she twitched and jumped, all out of control. Her feet were kicking his back as she rotated madly, all but tearing the hair out of his head as she pushed his face ever-deeper, feeling her cunt-cream splash out of her into his face in wild, uncontrolled jets.

Her father's tongue continued lapping up all her pussy-syrup, sucking it into his throat, drinking it all down as if it were the nectar of the Gods. His lips pulled at her soft labes in an attempt to suck even more juice from inside her gushing cunt-hole.

All Bernadette could do was lie there, her body totally limp, her thighs spread, her stomach sucking in each time she felt another spasm of climax, her head lolling from side to side, and her nipples fully swollen with the delight sensuously blazing through her young body.

Very, very slowly she returned to reality and realized her father was still sucking at her cunt, lapping away even though she had no more twat juice to offer. Her snatch was oversensitive, and she wanted to stop his tongue from moving against her clit, but she didn't dare. He had been so good to her, why deny him his own pleasure?

His own pleasure. His own pleasure. Her daddy did not come, himself. Nor had he fucked her. Delighted and delirious as she felt, she wanted his cock inside her cunt. She wanted her father to pop her cherry. She wanted to feel his jism spurting into her cunt.

Her father stopped lapping, wiped his face on the covers, then came up to lie beside her.

"Don't hate me, Daddy," she begged.

"My sweet, darling Bernadette, how could I ever hate you?" he asked. "I love you. The trouble is, I love you too much. I love you more than a father should love his own daughter. Deep down, subconsciously, I think I've had the desire to do this to you ever since your body began filling out."

"Daddy, Daddy, I adore you," she whispered, "but now that we've come this far, let's be straight with each other. You've wanted to do more than eat me. You've always wanted to fuck me. Please, Daddy. Please, fuck me before you leave. I can see you're in pain because you're so aroused and haven't had any release. Please, Daddy, fuck me."

She yanked his pants and underpants down as he lay there, and he did nothing to stop her. His heavy cock came popping out as if it were spring-loaded, and when Bernadette saw it, she was awed. His prick was far larger than anything the studs in the movies displayed. God! His cock was immense. And it was fat. And it was the cock that had helped make her. She could hear her father's ragged breathing as he propped himself up on his elbow and stared at her.

Without realizing it, Bernadette had already decided what the next step would be. She had seen the girls in the movies do it, and there was no reason why she couldn't, even if her daddy's whang was so huge. God! It had a white shaft with a rich, purple head, and it was really swollen and bloated. In a brown, hairy sac underneath, she could see his heavy balls. Christ! They were large. To think, a part of herself had once rested in those balls.

Her face closed in on his rod eagerly. Her tongue was already out of her mouth, extended as far as it could go, and even as its tip tasted the pre-cum seeping heavily from the piss-slit in the head of her father's cock, Bernadette realized he wasn't going to stop her.

She remembered that the more her father had eaten her pussy, the more cunt-juice had flowed. She wondered if it worked the same with his cock. She licked the bulbous purple knob a few times, tasting the wonderful gooey seepage as it continued flowing, and she soon realized it was her tongue making the stuff come out all the faster.

Her father's hand rested on her head, and she felt the pressure, understanding what he wanted. Her lips parted, forming a nice O as she slipped the bulbous knob right in, surrounding the flange of the corona with her lips and pulling hard. Damn, but the resilient cock-head had a nice meaty flavor of its own, and she sucked on it fervidly, swallowing the continuous flow of gooey liquid.

Her tongue ran back and forth over the heavy prick-tip, tickling, teasing, tantalizing, making her father buck madly as he tried stuffing more of his weighty dick down her throat. Bernadette felt the littlest bit more cock slide against her tongue, but she was determined to eat her father as slowly as he had eaten her. She compressed her lips tightly around the heavy prick, sucking strongly, pulling more flavorless oil down her throat.

Bernadette could tell she was giving him a good blowjob from the way her father sighed and seemed to weep. His clasped hands on her head were pressing more energetically now, and she could tell he wanted her sucking as much of his cock as possible. He began heaving his crotch forward and back, letting his huge dong slide out, then back in, gradually sinking it into her mouth just the littlest bit deeper each time. Soon the rubbery knob was caressing the back of her throat, and it was only when she began coughing and gagging that he stopped trying to force more of his meat into her.

She could tell her father was as much in heaven now as she had been minutes earlier, and the thought that she was arousing him so much made her get horny all over again. Her lips pressed tightly around the plunging prick, creating stronger, tighter friction, while one of her hands began rubbing his balls gently, making his ass bounce a little harder on the bed.

"Oh, God!" he whimpered. "Oh, dear God! I… I'm… going… to come."

Yes, Daddy, she thought, come! Come in my mouth! Let me taste your jizz!

Her stomach was all aquiver, waiting to receive the spurts of her father's sperm. She was tense and shaking, filled with the desire to taste the wonderful spunk he was about to shoot down her throat.

The swollen cock-head seemed to enlarge even more now. It shivered and trembled as her tongue felt the wild, throbbing pulsation of the tube when his sperm began traveling trough it. She felt the jizz rise up through his prick until it reached the head, and then, as the knob bloated hugely, he came wildly.

The heavy, sticky sperm was totally different from his pre-cum. This had more substance to it. It was strong, acrid, with a definite flavor, and Bernadette liked the taste immediately. The delicious warmth flooded across her tongue and down her gullet, making her tingle with delight.