Brad walked to the burger joint in the shopping center four blocks from the house. A bunch of the kids from school hung out there. He'd probably meet someone he knew. Besides, he was hungry. Now that his nerves had calmed from the frantic joy of fucking Laura Benton, he felt an awesome rumbling in his gut.
Todd Dillard and Gil Hooper were sitting in the corner booth, the one that gave a good view of any tit-jiggling chick who came in the place. Brad gave them a wave and stood drumming his fingers on the counter until the sour looking waitress served up his burger, chocolate shake and fries.
Gil said, "Shit, what happened to you?"
"Looks like he took a bath in a cement mixer," Todd quipped. Brad just shrugged and sat across the table from his two friends. When he first left Laura's house, he'd been bursting to tell someone – anyone – how he'd been sucked and fucked by that sexy older woman. Now he wasn't sure.
All the guys did a lot of talking. More talking than doing, Brad suspected. They all knew it was mostly shit, but they all did it just the same. It made them feel important. But fucking Laura Benton while her angry husband reamed her ass – shit, that was so wild even his best friends wouldn't believe it.
"I'm just tired," Brad said. "I've been helping the new people move in across the street."
"Oh, yeah? I came by there an hour ago and the truck was empty then. Where have you been?" Gil asked.
"There's a lot to do inside."
"I'll bet there was!" Todd shot him a sly grin. "Her old man didn't get home until just a while ago. I saw him going in the house when I drove by."
"No shit?" Gil seemed impressed. "Were you alone all day with that foxy lady? What'd you do, Brad… come on?"
Todd sniffed the air. "Is that fresh pussy I smell?"
Brad said, "Shit, you can't tell the smell of cunt from a greasy cheeseburger."
"Ho! Listen to him. The pussy gourmet. Tell us Brad, did she let you eat her cunt?"
"Er, no," he said in a sullen tone. Then his eyes flashed and a taut smile wrinkled his lips. "She was too busy sucking my cock."
"You're shitting us," Gil said flatly.
"No, I even shot off in her mouth. She loved that, slurped it down – like this!" He took a big gulp of his thick shake and licked the sweet taste from his lips.
"Now I know you are shitting us!" But Gil wasn't sure. A twinge of envy entered his voice. He remembered seeing Mrs. Benton, her big proud tits and smooth-domed pussy mound. One quick glimpse had made his prick throb with heated desire.
"Then what?" Todd wanted to know. He had a doubting look in his narrowed eyes.
"Then we fucked. And I mean, we fucked!" Gil picked his feet up off the floor and shouted, "Whooooa! Now the shit is really getting deep. I should've brought my hip boots!"
"We did!" Brad insisted hotly. "Twice… the last time with her on top, bouncing like a fucking rubber ball."
"Only twice?" Gil sneered. "Hot young fucker like you could only go twice?"
"Well, we might have done more, but her husband came home."
"Oh, sure. And he got pissed. He pulled a gun and killed you both… and that's the end of this fucking fairy tale."
"No, it's the God's honest truth. He was there. Her husband. And he was fucking her ass before I even knew he was in the room."
Gil rolled his eyes and said, "It's gotta be true. Nobody would make up anything so fucking crazy!"
"I know one sure way to find out," Todd said. "When lover-boy here goes back tomorrow, we'll both go with him."
"Yeah," Gil said as he wet his lips. "I was just thinking the same thing. If the lady likes two cocks at once, she'll go ape-shit when she gets three!"
Cindy Wilson brushed tiny beads of cold sweat from her forehead and smoothed her silky blonde hair. Peering through a narrow slit in the front drapes, she saw her brother Brad leave the Benton house, so clumsy with excitement that he almost fell down the porch steps.
She gave a sigh of relief when he turned toward the shopping center. That meant he was going to the burger joint and he wouldn't be home for quite a while. That suited her plan perfectly. She had to have time alone with her dad.
His sleek little sports car pulled to the curb minutes later. He'd left the family car for Mom to drive – a stuffy old station wagon – and picked out the gleaming new roadster the next weekend.
He'd taken her for the ride that first day, and Cindy remembered how her long golden hair fluttered in the wind as they roared along with the top down. She also remembered how her dad kept glancing at her with a strange new look in his bright eyes.
Despite the difference in their ages, Cindy thought they made a perfect looking couple. Her dad was tall and darkly handsome, and seeing the way he smiled at her had sparked a restless yearning she knew was sinfully wrong.
That long smoldering desire flared as he came up the walk. "Hi, Daddy!" she said at the door, her long hair shining like freshly minted gold.
"Hi, doll. How are you?"
"I'm fine… come in."
He looked around anxiously when she closed the door. "Now, what's so important that you had to see me tonight?"
Cindy's pretty face twisted slowly into a knot of grief. Tears like little pearls beaded in the corners of her eyes. "I need you, Daddy," she sobbed. "I want you to come home!"
Dan Wilson hugged his daughter and tried to comfort her with soothing words. She only sobbed more desperately and held him tight with her strong, young arms. "Honey, I just can't. You remember how it was with your mom and me."
"Yes," she said with afresh rush of tears. "But she misses you too. It might be different now." Her firm young breasts pressed hard against his chest. Her flared hips quaked in rhythm with her sobs.
That was different! Cindy had seemed like such a child seven months ago when he and Rhonda had agreed to split. Pretty, but awkward and shy. She'd grown and matured a lot since then. His golden haired little girl had become a very desirable young woman. And now she was tempting him, teasing him with her body. Dan couldn't help it. His hungry cock began to swell.
He fought the sinful urge to maul her proud young tits and grind his throbbing cock against her swaying pussy mound. God, how often had he warned her about that? About horny young guys and what they would want to do.
Dan forced himself to pull away. "Cindy, listen people don't change."
"Yes, they do!" she insisted. Her arms twined around her father's neck. "Look at me. I was such a stupid kid when you left. I know more now. A lot more!" She pulled herself close and ground her aching pussy mound against the straining fury of his swelling prick. "I've learned an awful lot!" Rod Benton had been her best teacher so far, but, far back in her mind, Cindy felt slyly sure that her own father would be even better.
"You been fooling around?" he asked sharply.
"Oh, a little…" She flashed a teasing grin and twisted her shoulders to rub his chest against her finely coned tits.
"With who?" Dan demanded. Damn, it, was hard for him to keep his hands off her… his own daughter, a sweet little angel-faced blonde now coming on like a fucking whore!
"With a couple of guys at school. Friends of Brad's, first Gil, and then Todd. Neither one of them was worth a shit!"
"Cindy!" Dan Wilson pulled back and slapped her across the face. "Don't talk like that! And don't act… don't even think…"
"Daddy, I don't understand you at all. You got pissed and left Mom because she doesn't get hot. Now you're pissed because I do!"
"That's different," he said with a sigh. "You're still a kid, even if your body is grown up."
She smiled through a veil of tears and cupped her hands beneath her blossoming young tits. "Do you like my body?" she asked. "Mr. Benton sure did."
"Benton? Who's he?"
"The new man moving in across the street."
"You've been with him too?"
"Yes, Daddy, I've been with him." She mocked his cautious choice of words: "I fucked him. I FUCKED him GOOD!"
"Oh, my God!" Dan Wilson's mind reeled with twisted desires. The first was to punish his willful daughter. "Come here!" He grabbed her arm.
"Whaaaat?" Cindy trembled as he sat down on the couch and threw her across his lap.
"You know what. You know damn well!" Dan lifted up his daughter's short skirt as he had when she was a little girl. And he pulled down her clinging bikini panties. "You're going to get the good spanking you deserve!"
"No, Daddy… please!" She squirmed across his lap until one knee was settled firmly in her crotch. She could feel the heavy pressure mashing her rigid clit. It excited her immensely.
Dan Wilson gazed wide-eyed at the bare cheeks of his young daughter's well-rounded ass. The way the light was hitting her ass cheeks, he could see fine golden hairs. Like the soft fuzz of a juicy peach, but more delicate and gleaming bright.
It took all his force of will to raise his hand and deliver a stinging whack. "Yyyyooooow!" Cindy cried, writhing from the pain, grinding her clit harder against her father's knee.
A blushing, hand-shaped welt blazed on one creamy cheek. Dan swatted her again and reddened the other side, his hand moving now in a blurring arc. "Oooooowwwwww!" she wailed each time he slapped her sultry flesh. Fuck oil gushed from Cindy's steaming slit. And when she squirmed, she could feel the massive swelling of his cock. It was exciting him as much as it was her. Maybe more. She'd never felt such a viciously hard prick, and she could not wait to see it!
"No, Daddy… no! I'll be good! I really will!"
"Ha!" He spanked her again. Both sides of her quaking ass glowed cherry red. Dan found it hard to breathe. He could feel damp warmth oozing from his daughter's pussy. It had soaked through the leg of his pants and warmed his knee.
"You've been a very naughty girl!" he said as he brought down his stinging hand again.
"I… ooowwwww… I know, Daddy. But I'll be good for you, I promise!"
"Will you?" he asked doubtfully. It was a game they were now playing. They both knew it, and they both enjoyed it. Cindy had grated her clit against his knee until she shivered on the verge of a grinding climax.
Dan felt his cock throb with sinful desire, but the ritual of punishment flushed all thoughts of guilt from his mind. The normally repulsive word incest never entered his head. Cindy was his daughter. She'd been bad, and she had to be punished. That's all there was to it.
He reached beneath her flailing arms, cupped her firm young tits and squeezed them hard. "Did Gil and Todd do this to you?" Dan could feel her rigid nipples burn through the thin fabric of her blouse.
"Yes," she gasped. "Oooooh, yes… they did. They both love to squeeze my tits."
"What about this Mr. Benton?" He continued to milk her pointed cones, drawing tender rolls of flesh toward the bulging warmth of nipples, burning with intense desire.
"Rod? Oooooohhh… hhhmmmmmm! He did even more. He undid my blouse."
"Like this?" Dan stood up suddenly, lifting his daughter with hands capped firmly on her tits. He spun around and threw her face up on the couch. Kneeling beside her, his racing fingers peeled open the front of her blouse.
His next breath seared his lungs. Cindy's tits heaved, bare and begging, before his eyes. Openmouthed, he fell on one. Wet lips slid over the soft cone. Sucking breath pulled and shaped it in his mouth. Then his tongue swirled around her tingling nipple.
"Noooooo!" she moaned, arching her back and moving his hand to grasp her other tit. "Not like that, not near as good. Ooooooh," she gasped. "Daddy, you're the best! Do it more. Suck my tits. Suck them both!"
His head swayed to the other side, lips pulled tight to catch just the nipple of that tit. He pulled and raked it with circling thrusts of his tongue. Then he spread his hands at her sides and pressed her creamy tits together until he could suck them both at once.
"Aaaaahhhh!" She writhed and groped with her hands. One fingered the taut muscles of his neck, pulling his head down harder on her sweltering breasts. The other found his knee and snaked up his thigh. At the top, she fingered the huge swelling of her father's cock.
"Ssssshhhhhh!" He rasped a startled breath. Cindy moaned and fumbled with the zipper of his fly, dragging it down and teasing his trembling cock at the same time. "Oooooh, Cindy," he said, raising his lips just enough to speak, "I can tell that you have been a very naughty little girl!"
"Yes, Daddy yes, I have." His slacks fell and bunched around his knees, and Cindy tugged at the waistband of his shorts to free his monstrous cock.
He felt a steaming surge and had to fight to keep from shooting in her hand. "How naughty have you been?" He stood up and towered above her, glaring down with a hungry look of intense desire. The fact that their lust was strictly forbidden made it all the more exciting.
"I… I've done this," Cindy said in a repentant tone. She slid off the couch and knelt before her dad, lips reaching like a snug wet sleeve to cover the long shaft of his cock.
"Hhhh… have you?" he gulped when she sucked him in.
"Mmmm… hhhmmm." She nodded her head, raking his bobbing cock gently with her teeth.
"Aaaaahhh… aaand this?" He rocked his hips to pump in two inches of his rock-hard shaft.
"Mmmmmm… hhhhhmmmm!" she purred with delight.
"Damn you!" he roared in a flaring rage. "My sweet little honey-haired girl is a cocksucking whore!" He jerked back and rammed the full ten inches of his raging cock into her mouth.
"Uuummmggghhhh." Cindy tilted her head and let his hot prick slide into the clinging hollow of her throat. Her tongue curved to lick the throbbing cum pipe she felt pulse with glowing warmth. Her hands grasped his ankles and slid up his legs, velvety soft on the hard muscles of his quaking thighs.
Dan capped his hands over her ears and held her firmly while he worked his prick deep in the dark grotto of her throat. "Uuuunnngh. Unnnnngh! You naughty, naughty girl!"
Cindy found her father's swaying ball sac and squeezed his aching balls. He wailed as though stung by a searing electric shock, and his cock pumped faster to become a frenzied blur.
"Gggguuuuugh!" she gushed, her mouth and throat stuffed full of throbbing prick. But her fingers danced with lewd desire, fanning his sinful lust… not for a moment thinking, or caring that sucking her father's cock, coaxing his balls to fire deep in her throat was so shamefully wrong in the minds of most people.
"Yyyyyaaaahhhh!" Despite his age and his experience, Dan could not resist the sucking fury of his daughter's mouth, or the skillful finger strokes that sent waves of heated joy arcing to his brain. He gushed his held-in breath and released the knot of torment at the root of his prick. A geyser of hot jism gushed and splattered in her throat, rolling in thick waves, whipped to a creamy froth by the stabbing frenzy of his thick cock.
"Aaaaahhhhhh!" Dan cried each time he jetted off. "Uuuuunnnnng!" he gulped, in the brief moment it took his balls to convulse and ready another load. Cindy moved with the tense rhythm of his demands. She adored the obscene power of her father's enormous prick. "I… I guess you've had it in your pussy too," he said as he dribbled a last weak shot.
"Mmmmhhh… hhhmmmm," she chuckled wetly. Her lips were still sealed on his cum-slick cock. It was still hard and shivering with raging lust.
She drew back her lips and tossed her long blonde hair. It flashed in the soft light like a flowing river of gold. She eased her fingers from his balls and slid them the full length of his silver creamed cock. God, it was a beautiful thing, so long and still so bulging hard. She could feel the blue veins throb with the rapid pounding of her father's heart.
She smiled wickedly and spun around, bending sharply at the waist, flicking up the short skirt to bare her red-welted ass. "But I've never had it here, Daddy. I saved my naughty little shithole just for you."
His dripping cock throbbed with a savage beat, like the war drums of a primitive jungle tribe. Sodomy and incest combined? No act he could imagine was more steeped in sin. And nothing he could think of could have excited him more!
Cindy's teasing fingers spread the cheeks of her reddened ass to show the snug dark circle of flesh that waited and pulsed so temptingly.
"Aaaarrrggghhhh!" Dan abandoned all pretense of punishment. No games now, only the tight, clinging friction of his beautiful young daughter's virgin ass.
"Hhhaaa. hhhhaaaaa!" Cindy's head snapped back from the sudden force of his thrust. She felt her quivering ass lips strain as they were pushed in and shoved apart by the soft cushion of her father's enormous cockhead.
Behind that she felt the wet heat of his rigid prick. But for being slick with cum, it would have ripped her tight little ass hole. As it was, it glided in creamy smooth, and burning hot!
"Aaaaahhhhhh!" Cindy had never felt such delightful agony. The tight little tube of her ass hugged and squeezed her father's searing cock, pulling and sucking just the way she had worked her lips.
Dan felt the seething fury. His eyes glazed and flooded with tears of unrestrained delight. No mouth, no cunt had ever worked his cock with such frenzied waves of joy. He grunted hoarsely. Just a few deep stabs and he felt ready to fire again.
His ball sac slapped her when he bottomed in her ass. It sounded like his hand such a short while before. The irony of that warped his mind. Then she was his little girl. Now she was just HIS!