Chapter 1

Oh, God, I want to suck his prick, Monica thought miserably. I want to suck Daddy's big fucking cock so much!

It was nearly one in the morning, and eighteen-year-old Monica Arnold knew she needed a good night's sleep if she wanted to do well in her high school math test that morning. But all the stacked, petite young girl could do was finger-fuck her burning pussy again and again, fantasizing incessantly about her father's huge prick.

The small nightlamp was on beside her bed, and the sheets were pushed to the foot of the mattress, revealing the splendor of her naked body. Monica was small, but her extreme curvaceousness made her look taller. Ever since she had reached puberty, her body had made every boy in school drool with lust.

Her long, thick, wavy black hair fell about her shoulders, framing her round, wide-eyed face. Monica's D-cup tits were very large for her size, and the big, dark-red nipples were the size of silver dollars, with fat, rubbery tips.

Monica had a slim waist, tapering to full hips and a round, peach-shaped ass that was now heaving and humping rapidly off the springy bed while she finger-fucked. Sweat clung to her milk-white, shapely thighs, and her black-haired pussy was overflowing with fuck juices that dribbled into her ass crack as she feverishly fingered her pussy.

For over a month now, Monica had been playing with her pussy several times a day to forbidden thoughts of her father's prick. She knew it was wrong to want to fuck her own father, but she couldn't help herself. Ever since that afternoon when she'd seen him coming naked out of the bathroom, when she'd ogled that enormous hunk of cock flesh hanging between his legs, Monica had wanted to fuck Daddy more than anything else in the world.

She wasn't a virgin. Every boy and teacher in school wanted a piece of her pussy-even some of the older instructors got big hard-ons from staring at her in class-and she'd finally given some ass to one of them a couple of years before.

The guys she'd dated were always calling her, but Monica hadn't gone out for several weeks. The guys her own age didn't interest her anymore, and neither did the teachers. The only one she wanted to fuck with was her old man.

"Oh, please fuck me, Daddy," Monica squealed, whimpering the words to herself as if her father were with her in the room, beside her on the bed.

The fantasy excited her tremendously. She imagined pushing him onto his back and stroking his cock until it got big and hard, curving in a crescent over his big, hairy stomach.

Then she would lick his cock all over, Monica thought as she spread her thighs as wide apart as they'd go and jammed a second finger up her tight, narrow cunt tunnel. Oh, yes, and then she would shove his prick right down her throat, and suck and suck and suck it. And when the white cum shot out of the cock tip she'd clamp her lips even harder around his prick and suck out every drop ...

"Daaaady!" Monica cried.

Her pretty face contorted into a convulsive grimace of ecstasy as the cum spasms knotted up her belly. The big-titted teenager shook and writhed on the mattress, heaving her ass off the sheets, thrusting her cunt onto her hand.

"Cumming! Unhhh, yessss!"

The contractions shivered through her pussy, making the slippery cunt walls milk and flex around her fingers as if sucking a big, hard prick. Covered with sweat, Monica groaned and let her weight fall back to the mattress. For a long time she just stared at the ceiling, contemplating her forbidden lust ...

Everything was outwardly normal about her suburban home, the big two story white house on Glen Oaks Parkway.

Her father was a real estate agent, and her mother Evelyn was a housewife, and her kid sister Celia seemed like a perfectly normal teenager. Monica's twenty-year-old brother Hank was having some problems-he still didn't have a job-but Monica was sure he was nothing like her.

Wanting to fuck her own father had to be the most awful, shameful thing in the world.