Chapter 11
Darlene's life had not been the same since the night she had crept into her brother's bed, and coaxed him into making love to her. She and Robbie had made love every chance they got since then, and the girl even managed to spy on him screwing their mother a couple of times. She grew preoccupied with sex. Discovering her own potential made her look differently at the world, particularly at the people in it.
She examined everyone she came across, wondering what they would be like as a lover, wondering what it would be like to seduce them. She entertained many fantasies alone in her bed at night.
Most of them were about her father. It was her handsome father who remained the most attractive unknown quantity in her life.
Perhaps because her first experience of sex was watching her mother make love to her brother, the girl was fascinated by the idea of being lover to those closest to her. Her brother had been the first object of her desire. Of all of her family, he was the one who had always been closest to her, the one she logically turned to for help and advice.
She would have liked to turn more to her father, but she could never be sure when her presence was welcome, and when he was just tolerating her. He was a reserved man, her father, which was all the more reason why the aroused girl wanted to know more about him. The element of mystery turned her on.
It seemed such a daring scheme, the thought of seducing her father the way she had seduced her unsuspecting brother. The more she thought about it, the more she knew she wanted.to do it. With Robbie and her mother still hotly involved with one another, the girl longed to forge out on her own. To break new territory in the domain of family love became her hottest new desire. Her opportunity came the night her mother went to a pre-wedding tea with a girlfriend, and her brother was away at a baseball game. Her dad and she were left alone to have dinner together. Her mother gave Darlene instructions on what was available in the kitchen, but Darlene had her own idea. She wanted to make something special for her dad-, his favorite. That, she decided, should get his, attention. Once she had that, she figured she would come up with some plan to go on from there.
While her father sat in the living room reading business magazines, Darlene worked in the kitchen. Though her mother had never made her work much around the house, Darlene had always liked cooking. She had watched her mother cook many times. Eventually, her mother had let her try her hand. She had made beef stroganoff before, and she was determined this time to prepare the very best her dad had ever eaten.
Her father smiled non-committally at her as he sat down at the dining room table. Darlene proudly raised the cover on the serving dish. "Voila, Papa! Your favorite!"
Hank was not always sensitive to the emotions of others, but he was touched by the ovious effort his daughter had made to please him. "Why, Darlene! That looks fantastic! I didn't know you were such a good cook!"
"I made it all from scratch, just the way Mom does, with a few extras out of her gourmet cookbook."
The big man was not used to expressing emotion, so he did the next best thing; He made a gesture to show his daughter what he thought of her. <!I think this calls for a special bottle of wine!"
He brought back from the cellar a bottle he had been saving for more than a year. He could see the girl's eyes sparkling. She was excited. He realized he was too. He was enjoying meeting his pretty daughter on a one-to-one basis. For the first time, he was seeing Darlene as the outstanding woman she would soon become, was, in fact, already becoming. Her body already was lush and firm, the way her mother's had been at that age.
"Do I get some wine too, Dad?"
"After all the work you did, how could I tell you no?" He poured the richly colored burgundy into goblets.
The girl reached for hers and sipped it experimentally.
"You may not like it at first. I think wine is an acquired taste," he said.
She was not crazy about it, but was so pleased that her dad had done such a thing for her that she made herself love it. "It's very good, Dad. Excellent wine."
He watched his little girl trying to be an adult as she raised her glass to toast him. He realized she was not doing a half-bad job of it. She looked beautiful in the light of the overhead candelabra. She had put on a lacy white blouse that buttoned up to her neck, but still highlighted the glory of her firm, young bosom. After a couple of mouthfuls of wine, her eyes were shining, but he realized part of that was just the excitement of the moment. He felt it too.
From out of the blue, Hank was struck by a memory of what he had thought the night he watched Mary being screwed by their son. He recalled a fleeting moment when he had recklessly contemplated seducing his daughter. Still, he rebelled against the thought, but it seemed by no means as preposterous now as it had then.
He could see, by the look in her eyes, that Darlene had seen more than he might have imagined. He wondered suddenly if his little girl was even a virgin still. She was certainly every inch a desirable woman. It was not strange at all that a man should think of seducing her.
He had to remind himself sternly that she was his own daughter. Just because Mary had stooped to such depravity did not give him license to do the same. He still had done nothing about evening the score with Mary, or about putting an end to her affair with their boy.
Hank was not a man who did things suddenly.
Every time, lately, when he realized a woman was coming on to him, he thought about letting her have her way. The prospect, though, of having an affair, appealed to him far less than he had anticipated. He realized he was a family man at heart.
He would just have to wait a little longer for the right affair to come along.
In the meantime, life at home was going along just fine, despite his knowledge of the lewd undercurrent between mother and son. He thought of it every time he screwed his wife. He had been screwing her a lot, and doing it ruthlessly. The man had been in an almost constant state of excitement since his discovery. He did not entirely understand it, but he let himself enjoy its fruits. Everything would work itself out in due course.
Darlene was not as content as her father to let things work themselves out. She already knew what she wanted to happen between her and her father. Her mind worked frantically, thinking up ways to push her scheme along. The wine was helping. Her dad was getting a relaxed glow. So was she, though he had allowed her only one glassful. It was enough for a girl who had never had alcohol before.
When dinner was over, she went to her dad's seat to clear his dishes away. On purpose, she spilled the dregs of wine into his lap. She rushed to the kitchen for a cloth, and though her father told her it did not matter, that they were old pants, she insisted on thoroughly cleaning the stained spot in the crotch of his trousers.
She had scarcely dared hope for the results she was getting. Her father's cock was growing in his pants! It was straining against the confinement of the material.
Darlene's eyes grew wide. It looked so big, even bigger than her brother's cock!
Once that would have frightened the girl. Now it made her greedy.
Hank noticed, from the look in his daughter's eyes, that she was very much aware of what was happening to his cock. In his slightly foggy state, he even found himself thinking that she had somehow provoked it. Her hands scrubbing the stain in his pants had felt not the least shy. They had rubbed in all the right places to give him an aching hard-on. His problem now was figuring out what to do with it.
The bold girl took the initiative right away from her confused father. She fell to her knees next to his chair and quickly unzipped his fly. Before he even had a chance to cry out, she had his pulsing cock in her hand. She stared at it awestruck. She had been right! It was bigger than Robbie's, longer and thicker! '' Ooohh!" she sighed.
Things were moving too disturbingly quick for Hank's methodical mind. Through the haze of drink and excitement, he tried to recall how things had gone from his chiding himself for thinking lustfully about his daughter, to her pulling his hard cock out of his pants. It seemed to him that he had done only what he should do: He had refused to give in to temptation.
But temptation had reached right out and grabbed him!
"Darlene ... I ... " It was hard to tell the determined girl something she obviously did not want to hear, particularly since his hard cock was feeling wonderfully good in the clinging grasp of her slender hand. "You mustn't . . . it's not right, Darlene ..."
The girl thought of telling him that if Mommy and Robbie could do it, so could they, but she did not want to shock her father with that kind of news.. As far as she was concerned, her dad knew nothing of the heated affair between mother and son. She would have to make her case stand on its own merits. By the excited look in her father's eyes, she guessed that might not be so very difficult.
Her fingertips began to nimbly caress the bloated tip of her father's cock.
"Uuuuhh ..." he grunted, thrusting his hips slightly upward. He closed his eyes.
The girl worked her hand more eagerly, using all the little tricks her brother had taught her. She was pretty sure now that if he was not going to take an active part, her dad was at least not going to stop her. The heady thought that she was home free, on the way to the forbidden pleasure she had been craving, made the juices gush from her excitable young twat.
Impulsively, Darlene bent down and closed her lips around her father's cock-head. While her fingers continued to stroke his cock-shaft, her tongue swirled round the tip of his cock. It stabbed the slit on top. She uttered an earthy groan when she found a few drops of her dad's cum-juice.
The depravity of what she was doing thrilled the girl. She felt very mature, very powerful. With a good meal, she had found the way to her father's heart. With her persuasive tongue, she was cutting a clear trail to his lust. It was his lust that interested her most right now, his lust symbolized by the throbbing shaft of his rock-hard cock!
Hank was not sure exactly how it had happened, but the inebriated man knew he was lost to the cause of righteousness. He discovered that he did not mind in the least. Though he had rebelled at the thought of shattering his daughter's innocence, he was rapidly realizing that sweet Darlene was far from being an innocent. Her agile tongue definitely knew its way around a stiff cock!
If the girl wanted to suck his hard-pulsing cock, then wouldn't he be a cruel father to tell her no, after the wonderful dinner she had made for him and all?
Hank knew his drunken rationalizations were thin. What they really boiled down to was the pleasure his daughter was bringing his cock with her mouth. There was no way he wanted to give that up. He would use any dumb excuse he could think of to make it all right!
The farther her Hps moved down onto his cock, the less need Hank had for excuses. Pleasure alone became enough to justify his yielding-as his wife had-to the heated temptation of incest. His thinking mechanism was surrendering to the raw hunger of his hard cock. Hank had become the moaning victim of his fourteen-year-old daughter's bold seduction!
When she realized her father had begun to relax with what was happening, Darlene concentrated on giving him everything she had to please the teeming hardness of his cock. She wanted to impress him. She didn't ever want him to regret letting her do this thing to him!
Her big eyes-dark, like his-looked up at him and blinked wantonly. "It tastes good, Daddy! Your cock feels so good in my mouth!" she panted.
When Hank realized the jolt of excitement he got from her lewd words, he knew at last that he was as helplessly embroiled in forbidden arousal as his wife had been the day he watched her taking their son's cock from behind. It thrilled him to watch Darlene's lips pursing around his cock, sliding all the way down to the base. He reached for her long, thick hair and started to guide her head up and down over his tingling cock.
The effect was sensational. Hank slid his hips forward in his chair and shoved his cock deep into his daughter's mouth. "God, you do that nice, honey! Your mouth loves my cock so good!"
As she developed into womanhood, Darlene had grown more and more to look like her mother. Though she had her father's coloring, she had grown tits like her mother's. Her ass was just as round and enticing too. Hank found that there was something else they had in common: Both had a wonderful knack for giving a blowjob.
His daughter's lips pouted generously around his cock-shaft as they slid up and down. They coated his cock in a compelling, hot second skin of pleasure. Hank could not take his eyes off them, the greedy way they sucked his cock in until only the crinkly hairs at the base peeked out. She seemed reluctant, each time, to let him out. Her mouth engulfed him again as quickly as she could manage it. She did not seem to be happy without a cheekful of cock! "Suck it, baby . . . uh, suck my cock!"
It was like the fulfillment of an obscene prayer, to hear her father coaxing her to suck his cock. Darlene felt the juices gushing from her pussy to soak her panties as she sucked and tongued her dad's cock with loving determination. Already, she was longing for the moment when she would feel his cum surging into her throat. She could hardly wait to swallow it all down, to show her father what a big girl she was, and what an obliging lover she could be too.
As he reveled in the way his daughter's lips tugged on his cock. Hank realized he could never again feel superior to his wife for falling prey to her son's handsome, horny allure. He had found his own weakness in his daughter's responsive lovemaking. As much as he had always enjoyed making love to his wife, there was something undeniably special about watching those young, eager lips gobbling his cock.
He knew now why he had not been able to turn on to any of the attractive women he met on the job: None of them meant anything to him. None of them were special. Who was more special than his own daughter? Where else could he get such perverted satisfaction from an extra-marital affair? He was fighting fire with fire, paying his wife back tit-for-tat, and getting an unexpected dose of satisfaction from it at the same time.
He was discovering what a gold mine he had in his beautiful young daughter. Already he was beginning to contemplate clandestine encounters with her in friends' borrowed apartments. He did not know exactly how he would make it work, but he would do it. He had to have more of her enthusiastic lovemaking. He would leave his wife to Robbie as long as he could have Darlene. His good-natured daughter had suddenly become his most precious child, a beautiful young woman with a precocious gift for cock-sucking.
Inspired by a lusty impulse, Hank grabbed his daughter's hand and coaxed her to her feet. Despite the helpless frustration in her eyes, he made her turn around so he could raise her skirt and pull down her panties. He pulled her down onto his lap, shoving his hard cock deep inside her wet pussy.
"Uh Jeez, baby! It feels so good in there! You've got a sweet pussy, beautiful!"
The words of praise from her normally aloof father filled the girl with pride. She had been upset when he pulled her mouth from his cock, but the rousing joy of feeling his cock stretch her cunt more than made up for her frustrated plans. "Uuuuuhhh ... oh God, Daddy, your cock's so filling in me!"
"Uh, yeah . . . it's good, baby!" Hank thrust his cock up mindlessly, shoving it deep into his daughter's clinging cunt-hole. He gritted his teeth to withstand the teasing assault of her squirming ass-cheeks each time she sat down hard on his lap. Her mouth closed uncertainly on his, and she kissed him. "It's awful nice, Daddy. But I wanted to swallow your cum! I wanted to taste it going down!"
Her words swelled his cock a notch harder. "You're sexy, baby! I'd like that, too! Tell you what! When I'm going to cum, I'll let you know! Then you can get down there and swallow it all to your heart's content!"
Her clit throbbed with excitement. Her pussy-lips twitched around her father's cock. Darlene was very pleased with herself. She realized she and her father were being every bit as sexy as Robbie and her mom were together. She had converted the older man from a reluctant father into an abandoned lover. Her young cunt had never felt its power so awesomely. She had never known before what it meant to have "sex appeal." Now that she was getting an inkling how to use it, her lusty brain began to reel with prospects for a self-indulgent future. "Oh Daddy, I like to screw myself on your cock!" "Yeah, baby! Do it! Make yourself feel good!" He gripped her squirming asS-cheeks firmly and helped her raise and lower herself over his throbbing cock. He got a sudden lewd glimpse into the past, when he used to hold his little girl on his knee and bounce her while he sang her a crazy limerick. Darlene was not a little girl anymore. Hank had forgotten all the bouncing rhymes he ever knew. But the aroused father had never gotten so much satisfaction out of bouncing his daughter on his knee. It was as if he and Darlene had reached into the past to create a new present for themselves. Their relationship had become one that society would call perverted. Hard as he tried to remember why he should feel guilty, Hank could not do it. He was making his little girl happy. That was all he had ever wanted to do.
It was only a nice twist of fate that in the process, he was giving himself a jolting dose of excitement. It was better to give than receive, but doing both was best!
"Uh Jeez, baby . . . it's getting awfully good! My cock fits so nice and snug into your pussy!"
"Mmmm Daddy, screw me like that! My pussy's so hot, Daddy! Bounce me harder! Ah yeah . . . I'm cumming, Daddy!" She stated it simply, but the wanton grin on her face showed that her orgasm was an intense one. Her cunt-muscles clung tightly to her father's cock as she rode out her climax.
Knowing that his hard cock had made his daughter cum, Hank rose to a more intense level of excitement. He knew it would not be much longer before he shot his wad. "Uh baby . . . I'm going to do it soon! I'm going to cum in you!"
Shaky as she was from her orgasm, Darlene had not forgotten her lewd plans for her father's cum. She scrambled off his knees and again took his cock in her mouth. The flavor of her own juices on her lips made her pussy tremble. She bounced her head wildly over her father's cock, milking the pleasure from deep in his balls. With provocation like that, Hank could hold onto"his precious fluids any longer.
He held her head fiercely over his cock-head. "Uh baby . . . suck it like that! Make me cumm-mmm ... oh yeah-h-h!"
Greedily, his girl swallowed down every last drop of his juices. Hank watched her youthful enthusiasm and felt a wistful tingling in his balls. It would not be long before he had another gift for his beautiful daughter. He only hoped he could count on the rest of the family to make a late night of it, because that was what he intended to do.
It was time a father got to know his daughter better!