Paul Mall - The Tough Get Coming

"Hello, Daddy," Gwen cooed as she stretched out under the sheets of the bed. "I've been waiting for you to get home."

"Gwen… I… what the hell is going on?" Ken managed to stammer out.

She had the sheets pulled up to just below her chin, but had left her clothes in an obvious pile at the foot of the bed, and he knew his daughter was totally naked.

"You and I have some unfinished business, Daddy," Gwen answered his question, keeping the little-girl tone in her voice, but licking her full pouting lips and flashing her dark eyes at him with all the seductiveness she could manage.

"Gwen… your mother, your brother… what if they should walk in on this?" he queried, stepping into the room and shutting the door. He leaned back against it, afraid to move any closer to the bed. His eyes ran over her body, the lush curves muffled slightly by the folds of the sheets covering her. Ken found his mind moving under those sheets, imagining the warm naked flesh there, all waiting for him.

"They're both gone, Daddy – won't be back for hours. We've got the whole place to ourselves, even though we only need the bed!"

Carol had said she'd use some excuse to get Bill out of the house to let Gwen be alone with her father. But what she hadn't told her daughter was that she and Bill would be fucking like crazy in a hotel even as Gwen pulled out all the stops in her efforts to bed her dad!

"Please, Gwen… you need help! I'm your father, honey! Your father!

What… what do you want from me?" He knew damn well what she wanted, and knew as well even as he spoke that he wanted it, too. He could feel his cock stretch and harden for the fourth time that day as his mind again flooded with memories of her mouth lovingly sucking on his prick.

"I want you to love me, Daddy," she said, sitting upright in the bed, but still holding the sheets up to keep her body covered.

"I do love you, Gwen," he said, taking a step toward the large bed and sitting on the edge. He placed one hand gently on the blankets covering her feet. He could still feel the uncomfortable stiffness as his now fully-erect cock was cramped in the confines of his pants. Three erections, three climaxes, and she was still getting him hot again!

"You're my daughter. I've watched you grow up, helped you with your problems and been proud of everything you've done. I'll always love you, honey, and I want to help you now." He grinned and gave her foot what he hoped was a fatherly squeeze.

"I don't know how you got these… these feelings for me. What happened the other day never should have, but we can still get help for you…" Even as he spoke, though, he was unconsciously stroking lightly up and down on her feet.

"Oh, Daddy!" Gwen cried out, tears welling up in her blue eyes as she turned her head from him, burying her face in the pillows. The movement caused the sheets to slip down, revealing her smooth, soft, naked back to his gaze. His cock gave another lustful jerk as he again realized she was totally nude under the sheets before him.

"You don't really love me!" she sobbed, her voice muffled as she pressed her face into the pillow. "Why don't you… you say it! You think I'm crazy because I love you!"

"Honey, honey…" he said, moving up to sit on the edge of the bed and put his hands on her shaking shoulders to try and comfort her. "I…

I'll admit that I enjoyed it, honey. You're a beautiful young girl, and if you weren't my own daughter…"

Gwen turned her face around from the pillow to look at him. Ken's heart started beating faster as he looked at her. Her disheveled hair fell in golden waves around her face, and her big eyes were gleaming with tears. Her skin suddenly felt hotter under his hands and his grip tightened involuntarily.

"What does it matter if I'm your daughter?" she said quietly, giving little sniffs as she worked to hold back her tears. "I love you! And if you really love me like you said, nothing would be too intimate for us!"

"But Gwen, I don't…" his voice trailed off, his eyes locking on his daughter's. God, but she's so incredibly beautiful, he thought. He watched her mouth trembling as she tried not to cry, her full lips pouting and extremely sensual. He found now that it was impossible to shake the image of those fabulous sensations with her mouth sliding up and down on his cock.

"Gwen…" he said very quietly, leaning in closer to her.

"Daddy, please…" she whispered back, raising her face to meet his.

Their lips touched gently, and Ken suddenly pulled his back again at the electric touch, his whole body trembling slightly.

"We can't… can't…" he stammered, shutting his eyes.

"Yes we can, Daddy," Gwen whispered, raising one hand to lightly stroke his cheek, then pulled his face back to hers, pressing her lips to his.

She nibbled gently at his mouth, and with a sigh of surrender her father began to return her oral caress, working his tongue into her mouth.

"Gwen, baby," he mumbled as he finally surrendered to his own unrestrained passions. Right or wrong no longer meant anything. All he wanted to do now was to feel his daughter's warm, lush body melting into his arms.

Gwen turned around in the bed to face him fully again as they hungrily kissed and licked at each other, their tongues entwining like pink snakes. The covers fell away from her young body and Ken reached up to grab one of her beautifully full tits, his fingers sinking into the warm flesh.

"Oh, Daddy! Yessss…" she hissed into his mouth as he manipulated her breasts, squeezing and kneading the firm mounds. Her father's heart beat faster as he let his hands now roam over his daughter's young bod.

It was so soft and yet so firm at the same time, and Ken knew he couldn't stop himself now, even if he wanted to. He had to fuck his daughter, fill her with his juices, just as he had filled her mother to first give Gwen life.

As they broke their kiss, he swung his legs up onto the bed, and Gwen glanced down to his crotch to see the huge bulge growing there. His hard-on was clearly outlined in his pants, sticking up and to the left in the tightly stretched cloth.

Gwen's mouth opened in a wide, lustful smile, her teeth flashing. Her long pink tongue curled out, and she slurped it moistly along her lips.

She reached toward him and started tearing at his clothing, breaking one of the buttons off his shirt as she pulled it away from his muscular frame.

Ken had kicked off his shoes, and now fumbled at his belt to try and relieve the pressure of his pent-up cock. He quickly pulled down the zipper and wiggled about on his ass to squirm out of his pants.

With him now clad only in his tight underwear, both father and daughter tugged at this last barrier, Gwen's hands groping along his lengthy cock and fat balls through the cloth as they tugged them off.

With a jerk, his huge boner flopped free of the confining material, bouncing about and pointing up stiff and long from his hairy groin.

Gwen sucked in a breath of joy as her eyes widened at the sight. In the dark theater, and staring through the tiny peep-hole in Bill's room, she had not fully realized what a beautiful cock her father had. The huge shaft of meat was marbled with pulsing veins, the whole imposing rod full of sexual energy, and all ready for her own pleasure now.

"God, Daddy, you're so big!" she whispered. Her slender hands circled his long cock shaft, jerking and pulling on it, loving the feel of her father's hot meat captured in her palms. "Pe-nis!" she giggled in a little-girl voice.

Keeping her head down to watch his cock jerking and throbbing in her hands, Gwen looked up at him from under her dark lashes. "Does Daddy still love his little Gwen?" she giggled as she ran her fingers lightly up and down his cock.

"Christ! Yes! YES!" Ken moaned, his whole body on fire as his beautiful daughter stroked and pulled on his hot prick. The tension-filled buildup to this moment, and his total, all-consuming lust for his daughter now, made him want to come almost immediately. But he knew he wanted much more than her hands now.