Chapter 6
Her brother left her alone that afternoon and when her father came home that evening he had some surprising news.
"I'm going to bring home a gal I might marry," he told her proudly.
"What are you talking about, Daddy?" she demanded.
"I met a gal at a tennis match today who really turned me on," he told her. "That's nice," she said.
"I think it is, baby," he told her, "we can't have a rerun on what we did. That was sick and I'm sorry."
"I don't think it was sick and I'm not sorry," she said emphatically.
"Forgive me," he repeated and looked away.
He could see that his daughter was hurt. He decided it might be better to say nothing more to her about what he had in mind. She went to bed early that night and tossed and turned. She lived over the events of the day and the previous night. She was tormented and wished she could kill herself. As she tossed and turned in her bed, her father listened down the hall. He couldn't sleep and he went to the living room to watch the late night show. When his son came in, he asked him bluntly, "Where have you been so late?"
"What's it to you, dad?" Wally said quietly. "No way to talk to your father," he cut back angrily.
"I'm a man now," he said, "I'm sixteen going on eighteen."
"You've got a lot to learn, Wally," his father said, trying not to make an issue out of it as his son went to bed. It was obvious to him that he had been drinking. He was grateful that he drank beer and was thankful that he hadn't taken up smoking pot or worse.
All night long Marilyn had difficulty sleeping. Finally, as morning came she did fall asleep. Just as she was in a sound sleep the alarm went off. She realized it was time to go to school. It really burned her up to think she had been awake all night and now that she could sleep, couldn't.
The school day went smoothly until the noon lunch break. Cliff, wearing dark glasses, came over to her. He spoke like a small-time hood.
"Got it all set up for Saturday night, beautiful," he told her.
"I've changed my mind," she said quietly.
"You can't do that to me," Cliff said in a hoarse whisper.
"What're you going to do about it?" she said as she shrugged and walked off.
Cliff wasn't taking no for an answer. Following her, he boomed, "You're gonna be sorry, do you understand?"
"I can't hear you," she informed him flatly.
"You listen and listen good," he told her tightly.
"I'm not married to you," she said, "and I don't have to do anything you tell me. Do you understand me?"
"You betcha I do. But you've got it all wrong, baby," he retorted.
Just then, she ran into her brother. The moment she met him, he joined with Cliff in telling her what a great orgy he had planned.
"Wally," how could you think of such a thing?"
"You agreed," he reminded her.
"I guess I did," she admitted.
The more she thought about it the more she realized there was no way out. Finally, she broke into laughter.
"Why not?" she said. "As long as you don't tell anybody it's me."
"Somebody is bound to recognize you," Cliff smiled. "That wig can't hide your beautiful blue eyes."
"Well if they're not ashamed of anything, why should I be?" she finally blurted.
Both boys realized they had won a victory. And they left her alone. When she went home that afternoon after school she was troubled and sad. Her reputation would be ruined. From now on she knew that she was going to go down, down, down. Wally didn't come home for dinner that evening. Instead he phoned and said he was eating at a girl friend's place. This made her jealous. When her father came in he tried to console her.
"Why do you feel so bad, honey?" he asked, thinking perhaps she was grieving over the fact that he had found another woman he was considering marrying.
"Oh, nothing," she said evasively.
"Something is bothering you," he insisted.
"If you must know," she said, "I don't see why you have to get married again. Didn't you learn from the way mom treated you?"
"What do you mean?" her father asked her, not quite sure what she wanted to say.
"Women can't be trusted," she said, "at least not for very long. We get bored with the same old action."
"Did you get bored with me?" he asked in an amused way, a smile playing about his lips.
"What if I should tell you I did?" she asked.
"I wouldn't believe you," he told her. "I gave you a good time and you know I did."
"Too good a time," she admitted, "that's all I've been able to think of, Daddy. I want to have sex with you again."
Her father was so eager for sex he couldn't resist her hands. She was reaching over from where she was sitting on the sofa and massaging his cock.
"Do you want to take it out and play with it?" he smiled at her.
"Can I, Daddy?" Marilyn asked eagerly.
"If it means that much to you, yes," he said. "But we had better go up to my bedroom. If your brother comes home and finds us that wouldn't be nice."
"No, it wouldn't," Marilyn giggled as she thought about the fact her brother was playing with her, too.
She followed her father up the stairs to his bedroom. He carefully locked the door and then began undressing. It was an exciting moment for her as she saw him unfastening his shirt and taking off his pants. She loved the bulge in his crotch.
"Let me take your shorts off, Daddy," Marilyn said breathlessly.
Going over to her father, she pulled down his shorts. As his gigantic penis flipped into view, she stroked it.
"I really dig your cock, Daddy," she said. "I'm going to get on my knees und show you just how much I love it."
Before he could say another word his daughter who was down to her panties and bra dropped to her knees. She gripped her father's ass cheeks as he maneuvered his penis to her mouth.
"Open up your mouth," he panted, "and take my cock in."
Marilyn didn't have to be told to open her mouth. She could hardly wait to accept his huge shaft. As the huge saliva-slickened cock pulled in and out of her mouth, she watched.
She enjoyed the sight of her father's swinging testicles. It thrilled her to feel of his smooth buttocks as he stabbed her face with his manhood.
"That feels so good," he panted, "oh, baby, eat me."
His hard cock plunged savagely down her throat. At this point she reached for his ass cheeks. Squeezing them, she finally parted his ass. Then she plunged a finger up his asshole and finger-fucked him while he drove his dick down her throat.
"Hang tight, baby," he panted, "I'm cuming!"
At this point the hot cream flooded her face. She couldn't get it all and some of it dripped to the corner of her mouth.
Her father tasted delicious to her. When he had finished shooting he pulled out. He was surprised himself that his cock didn't go down.
"You really had a hard-on, didn't you, Daddy?" Marilyn grinned up at him.
"You know it, baby," he told her.
Marilyn got to her feet. She pulled off her panties and her bra. Going over to the bed she stretched out luxuriously.
"Daddy," she said, "do you think you could take me on for another round?"
She was parting her legs and massaging her pussy as she looked up at him.
"I've got to have you again," he panted, as he came over to the bed and straddled her. She reached for his cock and stroked it. It was still erect and she was sure that he could give her another sensational fuck.
Plunging his penis into her vagina, she used her pussy muscles to massage him.
"You're doing it just like your mom used to," he smiled happily.
"How do you mean, Daddy?"
"Your mom used to snap her pussy like that. You know what I mean. You grab my prick and then you release it. The alternating action is the thing that gives me such a fantastic feeling."
Every second he was becoming more and more turned on.
"Wow!" she panted, "that is fantastic. I love it when you ram it in there."
He was wasting no time now as he gave her what she wanted. Her hands were all over his back as he pumped to her.
"Fuck me," she begged, "fuck me, Daddy, fuck me!"
She threw her legs over his. In this locked-leg position he could get still better thrust.
"That's the way I like it," he grunted, "hang tight, baby, You're going to have a wild ride."
He was telling her the truth. For he was determined to give her something she would never forget.
"Oh," she groaned in delight as he stabbed into her vigorously.
The next thing she knew his chest was crushing down on her bosoms. She loved the feel of his chest pressing hard against her soft breasts. She moved back and forth to titillate him some more. Her hands reached for his buttocks as she massaged them and squeezed them.
"I'm almost there," he panted, "hang in."
She contributed all that she knew how to add to his pleasure. She wiggled her ass and then she felt him shooting.
"I'm cuming," he groaned in delight. "I'm cuming, baby. Oh, ah, yes, yes, I made it!"
She squeezed the hot cream out of his cock. Then he withdrew. Some of his juice dribbled down on her leg.
"Daddy," she smiled, "do I fuck as good as mother?"
"Don't mention her," he said, "it's just you and me, baby. Don't ever mention mom."
"I'm sorry," Marilyn said, lowering her eyes.
Her father went to the bathroom. Suddenly she decided it would be great fun to have a bath and watch him bathe her.
"Can I come in, Daddy?" she asked him.
She heard the sound of the toilet flushing and then he told her, "All right."
Going into the bathroom she went over the tub and bent over.
"Don't bend over like that," he warned her. "I might want to start an invasion on the rear," he smiled.
"Oh, Daddy, you're funny," she said, "I just thought I would draw a bath and you could soap me."
"I'll join you in the tub," he told her.
Marilyn looked at her father as he came over to the tub and gently stroked her ass cheeks.
"Daddy," she said, "if you keep doing that you'll get hot and want to screw me again. You've had enough."
He didn't reply but he knew he could never get enough of his beautiful fifteen-year-old daughter's body. He craved her more and more.
When the tub was full she got in and he joined her. As they sat facing each other, she reached between his legs for his penis.
"Let me play with it," she said, "I want to wash it and finger your balls."
"You can do anything with it you want," he smiled happily.
It was wonderful to see how excited his cock made his daughter. It made him feel proud and manly that someone was so eager to touch him there.
Marilyn massaged him with a bar of soap under water and he got hard again. Then dropping his penis she reached for his balls and massaged them, too.
"Honey," he said, "I don't want you to get me any more excited. I'll have to fuck you if you play with me any more. Let me wash your body."
"All right, Daddy," she agreed.
Dropping his balls reluctantly, she sat up. As she did so he glimpsed her beautiful full round bosoms. Reaching out he lightly squeezed them.
"That feels so good," she exclaimed. He washed her bosoms and reached down to her vagina.
"You know what I'd like to do?" he smiled at her.
"No, Daddy," she said, "tell me!"
"I'd like to fuck you right here in the water."
"Oh, Daddy," she said, "you shouldn't do it in the water."
"Why not?" he said huskily as the thought of screwing her in the bathtub got him more and more stimulated.
"It just wouldn't be right," she said.
"It would be a perfect place to give you an ass fuck," he told her.
"I don't know if we should, Daddy."
"Try it, baby, get on all fours."
Even though she wasn't high on the idea, Marilyn did as he requested. He reached for a bar of soap and lathered down his cock and then soaped her ass. With ease, he thrust his slippery penis between her ass cheeks and up her asshole.
"Oh, woiv!" she panted, "I like that!"
His wet hands reached for her slippery bosoms. As he rolled in and out he guided her in her movements.
"Hang in, honey," he told her, "and grind your ass around. Fuck off!"
Releasing his grip on her bosoms he reached for her ass cheeks as he fucked away. He watched his soapy penis sliding in and out of her slick tight asshole.
"Put your back to me, honey," he told her, "that's what I want. Now, yes!"
Marilyn was pushing her slippery ass back to him as he stabbed with vigor and delight.
"Fuck off!" he panted. "Oh, baby, you're tremendous. What a tight ass you've got."
The tightness of her asshole appealed to him. It was one of the best fucks he ever had. He loved the sound of his wet slapping balls as they bounced on her buttocks.
"Fuck it!" he panted. "Grind it, baby. Oh, ah, yes, yes, fuck!"
Marilyn realized her participation was essential. She gripped his cock tightly in her asshole.
"I'm cuming!" he panted. "Grab it with your ass. Oh, baby, fuck. One more time. Yes, yes!"
The hot cream spurted up her rectum.
"Oh baby, fuck off!" he panted as he thrust his cock into the hilt and his balls exploded more creamy cum.
Throwing his head back and forth in dizzy delight as he finished his fucking of her asshole, he told her, "You've given me the greatest fucking thrills a man ever had."
"I'm glad, Daddy," she said, with little-girl innocence that made her fucking all the more sensational.
Finally, he withdrew and patting her buttocks in appreciation, he dried off. She got out of the tub and he looked at her with love and adoration. Wrapping his arms around her he kissed her passionately. She was convinced that he did love her. She was thrilled that it was more than sex.