Chapter 4
The breath came slowly from Russ's nostrils as he cupped his daughter's head to his stomach and held her comfortingly. Maybe-just maybe-her warm nature would win out over her mother's perversion of it after all.
"I'm glad, Penny," he said softly.
She lifted her head and looked at him through the darkness. "Daddy? Oh, Daddy-you're glad?"
"Of course, honey. It's natural to want to be fucked by a boy's stiff prick. You're supposed to want to feel it sliding into your warm body and stroking there. Haven't you ever heard of this thing about the birds and the bees?"
"Yes, but. . . Mommy's been telling me I shouldn't ever let a boy fuck me. She says if I do, then ..."
"Honey, listen to me," Russ said, holding the sides of her face in his hands. "Your mother-has a problem with sex. I-I shouldn't be telling you this, Penny, but you're at the age now where you've got to know."
"Know what, Daddy?" she asked solemnly, snuggling deeper between her father's knees, still unaware of the fact that her full, cone-shaped tits were pressed around his stiff cock, enveloping it totally and softly in the warm pillows.
"Your mother had a bad experience when she was about your age, honey. She hasn't gotten over it yet. She doesn't want the same thing to happen to you, that's all. But she's convinced it will if you have anything to do with boys at all, if you give it half a chance to happen."
"What, Daddy?" Penny asked tremblingly.
"She-she was raped. By four boys at once. I was there. I had to watch. I couldn't stop them, and she blames me for permitting it to happen."
"Against four of them, Daddy? That's unfair!"
"There's more to it, honey. They worked her over, fucking her everywhere, until she was babbling with lust and wanted more. She's been ashamed of that ever since. She's felt guilty for enjoying it, just the way she's tried to make you feel guilty about ever wanting to be fucked. And every time I approach her, she doesn't-she won't..."
He licked his lips. He felt unable to say the words. His cock throbbed between his daughter's firm young tits, and the single motion said more than a thousand words.
Penny felt it. She became aware of his stiff prick for the first time. Her eyes widened with comprehension, and her soft lips parted with a silent gasp.
"Oh, Daddy ..." she whispered.
She drew back slightly, removing the soft mounds from around his cock. She looked down at the thrusting rod, able to see only a hint of something poking up there in the dim light. She reached out with her hand, a tentative motion.
Her fingers touched his prick and felt the hardness of it, the springy rigidity, the trembling pulses running through it. She gasped softly again, then looked at his face, as if to see the expression of agony in it that she'd seen in Bert's.
"Oh, Daddy-your prick is so hard!" she whispered breathily. "Daddy, do you-ache all over right now?"
"Yes, honey," he whispered back, sucking in his breath. "Oh, God, I've ached all over for sixteen years, Penny!"
She wrapped her fingers gently around her father's straining cock. The touch was one of love and innocence and compassion all rolled into one.
There was a sudden swelling inside her, an opening up, as if she were experiencing the first real manifestations of power that her ripe, womanly body would be capable of.
It was a power she had never felt before. She'd exercised it just a little while ago with Bert, but she hadn't recognized it-or the potential of it.
Right now, with her father, she did. It was a power she had that would grow as she matured even more. A power that could be used to subdue and humiliate and punish, the way her mother used it. Or it was a power that could bring happiness and love and goodness.
"Daddy-don't ache," she said softly.
"I can't help it, Penny!" he cried.
"I can. I can help it, Daddy," she said huskily.
Her fingers tightened around his shaft. They squeezed softly, then relaxed, then squeezed again. She did more. She felt his cock throb and pulse in her grip and became thrillingly aware of the power in her, and she began sliding her hand up and down his trembling, thrusting shaft.
"Penny ..." Russ gasped, gripping the arms of the chair.
"I'll make it so that you don't ache, Daddy," she said, a warm, sweet smile coming to her lips.
"Penny-cut it out," he rasped.
"Don't make me stop, Daddy. I don't want to. I love you, and I don't want you to have to ache any more. Not in your balls or your hard prick or anywhere. Is this why your tummy's always upset, Daddy? Why you always have headaches?"
"Yes," he groaned, unable to keep from shifting his hips and fucking his prick deeper into his daughter's gentle, stroking hand.
"Oh, Daddy-I'm so glad you watched me tonight! I'm so glad your prick was hard and ready! It's going to be wonderful, Daddy! We can keep each other from aching now!"
He gasped aloud. He looked through the darkness with wide eyes and saw the warm, sweet, innocent smile on his daughter's face. His prick throbbed heavily in her jacking hand.
Beads of sweat burst out and stood on his forehead with the quick realization of what was happening. What madness had let him allow her to start jacking his prick!
This was his daughter!
Not only was she bringing him to a state of high excitement, she was talking about being a replacement for her mother!
"Penny!" he gasped, ripping his fingers from the arm of the chair, which he had been clutching hard enough to make the wood frame splinter. "Penny, stop-right now!"
He put his hand over hers and forced her motion to quit. His cock bucked and pulsed wildly, and he could feel his balls moving up and down between his thighs. He tried to close his legs and squeeze her firm, curving body from between them.
"No, Daddy-I won't stop! I don't want to stop! I want to rub your prick up and down until you spurt out stuff all over my hand, just the way Bert did. I want to watch your face go happy and your body relax all over. I want to make you feel good all over, Daddy-don't stop me!"
"Penny, so ..." he choked. "Honey, you're my daughter! I can't let you ... we shouldn't be . .. ohhhh, Penny, honey, you don't know what you're doing!"
"You sound just like her now, Daddy," Penny said solemnly. "And you just told me how natural and right it was to like sex. Has she gotten you all messed up too, Daddy?"
He sucked in his breath again and again. He tried to say something, but he couldn't. Whatever he said would sound hypocritical and absurd.
His prick wouldn't stop pulsing and bucking in her fingers. How could he pretend he didn't like what she was doing? And how could he deny that he wasn't all screwed up inside from his relationship with Janet? How could he pretend he didn't need what his sweet daughter was offering him?
"Ohhhh, Penny-you've got to stop, honey," he moaned again, protesting the way he knew he must.
His hand tightened around hers. He nearly gave in. And then a burst of pride and righteousness went through him as he unwrapped her fingers from his hard shaft.
He could have saved himself the moral agony. Penny had two hands and determination. She used them. She did something else, too.
"Daddy, please!" she cried softly. "Help me grow up, Daddy! Help me learn! Let me know what to do and what to expect so that I'll never be as vulnerable as Mommy was!"
She held his prick erect. She stared at the broad, pulsing tip. She licked her lips and parted them. Then she dipped her head, kissing the moist, soft glans with her full lips.
"Ahhhh, no! Penny-no!" Russ cried, jerking his head back, his hips arching up involuntarily.
Bert had wanted her to suck his cock. The suggestion must have stayed in her mind, for she opened her mouth wide and plunged the warm, wet cavern of it down over his cock.
"Ahhhhgh!" he growled, clapping his hands to the side of her head, trying to summon the will to push her away.
Her tongue swirled around the bottom of his shaft. Her lips compressed around the thick, throbbing tube. She stripped his prick with them, lifting her head and then plunging it back down again, taking his cock all the way into her mouth as if she'd been sucking pricks for years and years.
She gagged once when the spongy prickhead bumped the back of her throat, but then she adjusted to it, learning very fast how to suck her father's full prick.
"Penny! God, honey-don't..." he choked.
He couldn't push her away. His hands rode up and down with the bobbing of her head. It was the first freely given sex he'd had since that time so long ago when he'd thought about a mistress. Eleven years? Twelve?
Something caught in him. He knew suddenly that it was too late to turn back. He was going to have to come now. Not yet, but soon.
But not in his daughter's mouth. No, he'd let her bring him to the point of coming, and then he'd push her mouth away and jack himself off while she watched.
"Mmmm-nnnnh!" Penny moaned heatedly.
She twisted her head slightly, looking up at him, her cheek stuffed with the shaft of his prick. There was a questioning look on her face, as if to ask him how she was doing.
"Ohhhh, you sweet baby," Russ moaned caressing her cheek, feeling the motion of his hand against his pulsing cockhead. "It's wonderful, Penny-just wonderful!"
She smiled somehow around his thick shaft and went back to bobbing her head rapidly. Her tongue licked down the underside of his cock and then stripped back up again, a tight, thrilling motion that made him groan heatedly.
She jacked his root with her hand at the same time she sucked him, and he tightened his hands around her head. It wasn't going to be long, now-not long at all.
"Penny!" he gasped suddenly, his hips lifting involuntarily. "Honey, take your mouth away! Baby, I'm going to come! Sweetie, you're going to make your daddy come!"
He gasped. He tossed. He pushed at her head, but her neck stiffened. Her tongue swirled over his prickhead and drilled into the big eye and fluttered over the most sensitive spot.
"Ah! Ahhhhgh!" he cried. "God, honey-stop sucking! I'm coming! Penny! Ohhhh, Penny, here it-yaaaagh!"
His fingers tightened around her head. He pulled forward, destroying all his fine plans, fucking her mouth fully down over his bursting prick.
His balls pumped and heaved. His prick swelled and erupted. Sperm jetted from the tip in a hot stream, hosing into his daughter's virginal mouth, bubbling down her throat.
She swallowed reflexively, drinking down his squirting cum. He yelled and shook, twisting in the chair, feeling her pointed tits boring into his thighs, feeling her swallowing throat squeezing and clamping around his cockhead and making him blaze with heat.
His emotions soared. He couldn't believe it was actually happening. An orgasm he hadn't had to beg for. One given him, not by his wife, but by his sweet, loving, tender daughter!
"Ahhhh, God!" he cried with a final gasp.
His prick bucked and swelled. The last bit of sperm bubbled from his shaft into her mouth, and she drank that way too, still sucking, seeming to want even more.
He fell back limply in the chair, his prick blazing. He moaned with a pleading sound and pushed gently at her head. It took her a moment to realize that he was finished and that continued sucking and licking gave more sensation than he could endure.
She slipped her mouth from his prick. She smiled up at him. Cum shone whitely at the corners of her lips, and she licked it away.
"Ohhhh, Daddy-you look so happy now!" she cried. "So relaxed and happy! And that makes me happy, Daddy!"
"Penny-honey . . . you shouldn't have! Ohhh, my God, what have I done!"
"You've come in my mouth, Daddy. You've let me drink your sperm down. You've shown me what it's like to suck a spurting cock. You've let me taste and feel and know, Daddy!"
She stood up quickly, still between his parted knees. She reached to her waist and caught the hem of her blouse in her fingers. She yanked the garment upward, stripping it off her chest, away from her head and long, blond hair, baring her tits.
The big cones jiggled and swayed firmly. The nipples were fully distended, spiking from the pointed ends. She cupped the firm cones with her hands and squeezed them hard, moaning with terrible, virginal heat.
"Ohhh, Daddy-I'm so hot now!" she cried softly.
He stared at her. He blinked. He strained to sit up, commanding his tired, totally relaxed muscles to respond.
"Penny-what are you doing, honey?" he gasped.
"Oh, Daddy-I'm so hot now!" she cried.
She pushed her shorts and panties down over her hips and round, tight buttocks with one sweep of her hands. She stepped out of them and stood between his legs with her thighs slightly parted.
She passed her hand over her young, virginal pussy, ruffling the blond curls over her mound, pulling at them, making her cunt lips bloat with the stimulation.
Russ stared straight ahead at his daughter's nude body. His eyes flicked over her curving hips, her firm, tapering thighs, the pinch of her waist.
He looked at her sweet, pink-lipped pussy and could see the glimmer of slippery juice between her petals. The scent of her fresh cunt wafted to him and made him groan.
"Ohhhh, Penny-honey ..." he gasped.
"Oh, Daddy! I loved sucking your prick off and swallowing down your cum! Now I'm going to love opening my pussy wide to it and sucking it up into my body and drinking up your sperm with my cunt mouth!"
"Penny, no! ..." he moaned.
His daughter was not to be denied. She lifted one leg and then the other, draping them over the arms of the chair. Her sweet, virginal pussy split wide open under his gaze.
He looked at the pink folds, the slippery sheen coating them. He could see the tight, virginal mouth, quivering with heat and readiness. And he could see the hint of her ragged-holed cherry just inside the slick tunnel.
Her tits jiggled firmly on her chest as she scooted closer to him, and he looked at her big nipples, seeing the way they were taut and rubbery with passion.
She balanced herself precariously and reached between her thighs, gasping. She took hold of his cock and lifted it toward her virginal cunt hole.
"Ohhhh, teach me about fucking now, Daddy!" she whimpered.
"No-no!" Russ cried weakly. "Penny, I won't fuck you! I won't fuck my own daughter! Honey, no... '
He bucked upward with a gasp suddenly. She pulled on his prick again and made the flaming head sweep through her slippery, hot cunt folds.
"Ohhh, Daddy-that felt good!" she gasped. "Daddy-get hard again! Please get hard again and fuck me! Fuck me, Daddy!"
Russ gasped again and again. The realization dawned on him then that his prick was limp.
He couldn't believe it. His prick never went limp right after coming. Maybe it was because he was never really satisfied after fucking Janet. Or maybe it was because he was perpetually horny despite fucking her. But his cock never went limp.
Now it was, and his daughter was pulling at it with her slim hand, trying to stuff it up into the spread mouth of her virginal pussy.
He was aware at the same time that he'd never felt more relaxed and satisfied in years and years. His whole middle felt alive and tingling. His balls didn't ache. Even his stomach was calm, and his constant headache seemed to have vanished.
The message was clear. All he needed to restore his well-being was a good, satisfying fuck now and then-from someone who gave willingly and unselfishly, from someone who would let him pour out his bottled-up sperm and tensions.
His daughter had done all that just now-his sweet daughter! He owed her now-anything she wanted. Anything at all. . .
Except to fuck her virginal pussy open.
He gasped. He felt tingling go all through his prick as she pulled and jacked at it and rubbed the flaming cockhead through her hot, satiny folds, but his cock just wouldn't stiffen.
He couldn't do it. To let his daughter jack and suck his cock off and swallow his cum was bad enough. To fuck her was perversion beyond his capacity.
"Ohhhh, Daddy-what's the matter?" Penny cried softly, looking at him pleadingly as she tugged at his limp prick. "Don't you love me, Daddy? Don't I make you hot? Daddy, I'm burning up! I want to come! I want to feel your hard prick up my pussy! Ohhh, fuck me, Daddy-fuck me!"
He wrapped his arms around her slim, youthful waist and pulled her against him. His hands wrapped around her full buttocks. Her tits pillowed against his face, the rubbery nipple of one prodding at his lips.
"Sweetie, I can't!" he cried. "It isn't right! I can't fuck my own daughter, honey, don't you understand?"
"But I'm so hot, Daddy!" she nearly sobbed, agony beginning to consume her.
He knew what that felt like. God, he knew. He couldn't leave her in the frustrated state Janet always left him. He had to do something for her. Something . . .
His fingers curled around her tight young asscheeks. They dipped into the deep cleft between them. His fingertips traced up and down her crack, sweeping lightly over the little puckered mouth of her virginal asshole.
"Ahhh, Daddy!" Penny gasped, arching against him, shoving her big tits into his face.
He nuzzled the firm cones. He couldn't help doing it as he stretched his arms and curled them more about her hips and ass, reaching farther under her split crotch. He felt the wetness draining from her seeping, quivering pussy. And then he felt the silky tissues themselves, pulsing and hot at her cunt mouth.
"Oh! Ohhh, Daddy! God, touch me!" she cried heatedly.
He rimmed her vaginal opening and made her squirm. He kneaded the fleshy petals of her cunt lips, massaging the wet, satiny flesh. He found her pussy mouth and pressed down against her big cunt muscle, and his thumb throbbed up and down with the answering pulsations of contraction.
"Ah! Daddy! God, it feels so good!" she gasped. "Ohhhh, shove your finger up my pussy, Daddy! Fuck me with your finger at least, if you won't do it with your prick!"
He fitted the broad tip into her virginal hole. He heard her squeal thinly and felt her vaginal muscles suck and pull. Juice gushed from her virginal tunnel and bathed his finger until the slippery, thick syrup trickled down his palm.
Somehow-he wasn't quite sure how-her throbbing, spiked nipple slipped between his lips. Once it was there, he sucked on it without reservation, drawing the whole end of her pointed tit into his mouth. He ran his tongue over the rubbery, sweet spike and drew hard with his lips.
"Ahhhh, Daddy!" Penny groaned, clutching the back of his head, arching her spine to shove her tit more deeply into his mouth.
Her pussy shivered and weaved with the motions of her hips. She made it circle and go up and down around the tip of his finger. She got too wild, and the first joint slipped up her silky, oiled hole too far.
"Ah!" she yipped sharply.
Russ jerked his hand back, unwilling to cherry her with his damn finger. "Penny-I'm going to hurt you this way!" he gasped, sucking his mouth from her full tit.
"Daddy-don't stop! Ohhh, don't stop! I want to come! I have to come! I was nearly there, Daddy! Ohhhh, I don't care if you pop my cherry or not, Daddy! As long as you make me come! Ahhhh, I want your prick-your prick!"
She reached into his lap between her legs and grabbed his cock, pulling and tugging on it, lifting the head toward her cunt again.
"Daddy-it's hard! Your prick's hard enough to fuck my pussy now! Ohhhh, do it, Daddy-do it! Fuck me with your cock!" she cried wildly.
She squirmed all around, flexing her thighs over the arms of the chair and making her whole bottom heave up and down. Russ felt his prickhead slide through the slippery, satiny lips of his daughter's virginal pussy. It caught in her vaginal mouth for just a moment and then shot upward through her silky gap, rippling over her distended, throbbing clit, then stabbing upward into her belly.
"Ahhhh, God!" Penny cried. "Fuck me, fuck me! Make me come!"
Russ's prick throbbed heavily in his daughter's hand. His glans swelled and pulsed after the slippery bath through her flesh. He knew she was going to get his cock up her pussy in the next try or two if he didn't do something else.
"Penny ..." he gasped. "Ohhhh, honey-this way!"
He tightened his grip on her ass and lifted. At the same time, he scooted low and forward in the chair, sliding under her crotch. Then he was staring right into the pink, wet, oiled recesses of her unfucked cunt.
He saw the bloated lips, spread as wide apart as they would go. He saw the red, glistening folds, the tent of flesh at the top of her cleft, and the throbbing thrust of her blazing clit spearing from under it.
"Ah! Ah, Daddy!" Penny cried, her voice quavering with disappointment. "Fuck me, Daddy ..." She sucked in her breath. Her eyes popped open wide. She gripped the back of the chair with both hands as if to hold on for dear life, and her thighs and ass shook wildly. "Eeeee, Daddy!" she squealed.
Russ opened his mouth wide. His tongue fluttered forward. He pulled her pussy to him and glued his lips over her fleshy cunt lips, mashing them flat.
Juice drained from her hole into his mouth. His tongue speared forward and licked all around the sodden hole of oiled silk. He drew on her pussy and fucked her with his tongue as deeply as he could, bumping gently against her cherry.
His hands squeezed her asscheeks, delighting in the firmness of her flesh. His nose pressed into her golden pubes, and his tongue slithered from her hole to her gap to her clit.
He caught the little organ against his upper hp and rolled it with his tongue and felt her whole body heave and buck over his face as her orgasm burst upon her.
"Yaaaah!" she cried throatily, wrenching and twisting. "I'm coming, Daddy! God, am I ever coming!"
Her pussy mouth fluttered and sucked. Juice flooded from her cunt hole into his mouth. It ran down his tongue and into his throat, and he nearly shot his wad into the air with the sweet taste of her virginal discharge.
He'd dreamed of eating a juicy cunt off for years. Janet wouldn't think of letting him do that, of course. He felt his daughter grind downward with her spasming pussy over his mouth, and a tremendous surge of love and heat shot through him.
She wasn't holding back from him the way her mother always did. She was giving her body over to him completely, letting him do with it whatever he wanted, letting him send thrill after spasm coursing through her.
It was a magnificent feeling. It was the way it should have been all this time with Janet and had never once been. His emotions reeled with the knowledge that he had found sexual bliss at last-with his own daughter!
"Ohhhh, Daddy-that was wonderful!" Penny cried. "Daddy, I love you! Ohhh, you made me come so hard! Ohhhh, I need to come again, Daddy! Don't stop-God, don't stop sucking my pussy! I love it! I want it! Ahhhh, poor Daddy's prick's so hard!"
She gasped and whimpered. He felt her lift suddenly from his hands. He gasped, fearing that she would sit down hard on his rampant cock and plunge it to the hilt in her oiled pussy and make him cherry her.
But Penny switched around in the chair so that she was lying over him. Her thighs were split wide around the back of the chair. Her tits mashed sweetly against his belly. Her silky hair dangled between his thighs, and he could feel her hot breath bathing his cock again as she took it in her hand and aimed it toward her open, warm mouth.
He felt her lips suck down over his prick all the way, and he lifted his hips upward. He gasped once and then moaned with resignation and heat. She'd already sucked him off once. A second time wouldn't make any difference now.
He stared into her split pussy and crotch. Her tight little asshole pulsed and sucked in the depths of her asscrack. It pointed right at him.
With a cry of lust, he lunged forward, burying his face between the firm moons of her round ass, kissing and sucking, licking and slurping at her cunt and crotch and asshole, all with long, broad sweeps of his tongue.
"Ahhhh, Daddy!" she cried around his cock, sucking it even more fiercely, cupping his balls with her slim fingers and squeezing them gently, as if to pump the sperm from them.
His chin sucked and slopped in her wet cunt mouth. He brought his hand under her belly and rolled her clit with his fingers, squeezing her fleshy pussy lips.
He did it all. It was the first time he'd ever done it all and had it all done to him. It was a moment of wild bliss he would never forget. And through it all, he couldn't shake the stunning realization that it was his daughter's tender, sweet, hot body he was gobbling alive with his hungry mouth-and not his wife's.
He did it. He felt his mind make a turn of dizziness and then did it. A low cry escaped his wet lips as he pulled her round asscheeks apart and did it.
He rimmed her asshole once and then made a point of his tongue and speared it up her anus, thrusting it deep, wriggling the tip inside her butt.
He nearly swooned over the thrill of doing it. He felt her anal ring pulse and spasm wildly. He felt the rubbery quality of her asshole around his tongue.
He felt the violent spasms shudder through her body, making her butt seemed to open wider for him as she gave herself over to him once more and actually permitted him to thrill her.
His joy was so intense, hips and sperm and prick all lifted at once. The syrup flowed from his aching cock into his daughter's mouth.
He heard the wet slurp her lips made and felt the way her warm mouth and tongue became wonderfully frictionless with the lubricant of his sperm. He felt her drink and swallow and lick and suck, taking it all, giving him as much pleasure as she was allowing him to give her.
Her cunt juice ran down his chin, and her pussy mouth fluttered all around it as if to suck it inside her warm body. He felt her come again, a tight, crushing series of shudders that left her weak and gasping.
She rested with her head on his thigh and her hand wrapped around his cock. He closed his eyes and breathed heavily and rested his head against the back of the chair, inhaling the sweet fragrance of her open pussy with each breath.
He knew what he had to do now. This was the way it should be with a woman. This was the feast after sixteen years of starvation.
And his daughter had fed him . . .