Chapter 2
"Nan? You awake?"
Shari's voice was soft as she sat up watching the still form of her older sister lying across the room in the other half of their twin beds.
When Nan didn't respond, the teenaged girl let a relieved smile tug at her lips. It was Saturday morning, bright and early. The bedside clock told her it wasn't even eight yet. Nan would be asleep at least another hour, after the heavy date she'd had last night with her boyfriend, Jeff.
At nineteen, Nan got all the best privileges. She was allowed to stay out practically as late as she liked, and last night she'd done just that, not coming in until nearly dawn.
She wasn't the only member of the family who had come in late. Their father had been out again with Mona Pierce and had returned home even later than Nan. Shari had heard him moving around the house, trying not to wake them. He was usually late getting in on Friday nights, but this was the first time he'd ever been that late!
She frowned, feeling a slight twinge of jealousy. She wasn't sure she liked Mona very much. And she certainly didn't like her father staying up all hours with that woman.
But at least it meant that he'd be sleeping soundly right now. There wasn't much chance of her getting caught this early in the morning.
Secure in that knowledge, Shari slipped from her bed and stole down the hall, making for her father's room.
The door was closed, just as it always was. She opened it a crack and peeked in.
"Daddy?"
No answer.
Encouraged, she slipped inside and closed the door, Dane lay sprawled on his side, exactly where he'd collapsed not, three hours before. The single sheet covering him was bunched at his waist, displaying his tanned, hair-matted chest.
Shari felt a tremor of excitement shoot through her, knowing that he was totally naked under that sheet. She had only discovered that he slept nude by accident a few weeks ago when she'd walked in unannounced and caught him just getting up.
Of course, he quickly pulled the sheet over himself and pretended to ignore the whole incident.
However, Shari hadn't forgotten it. In fact, she thought of little else. For one brief instant, she had gotten a look at her father's cock, big and soft and flopping against the thick nest of his dark mound of fur and sagging balls.
In that instant, a strange tingling curiosity had soared through her like nothing she had ever felt before. Shari had never seen a man's prick before, and that single glimpse had made something deep inside her ache with an odd, almost frightening intensity.
At first, she thought it was just embarrassment. Blushing and trembling, she had scampered from the bedroom as soon as she could. But the image of his big, swinging cock had burned into her mind, making her unfucked pussy burn and melt with itchy pleasure. She couldn't seem to stop thinking about his cock. The memory had etched itself into her so deeply that she knew from that very morning that somehow she would have to get a better look.
Moving carefully, Shari crept forward, fearful that at any moment her father's eyes might spring open and catch her sneaking toward him.
But they didn't open, and a moment later she stood above his sleeping figure, reaching gently down to grasp the border of the sheet.
Heart thumping in mingled fear and anticipation, she began to slide the sheet down. It slithered almost noiselessly, and she heaped it at her dad's feet so that he'd think he had kicked it off.
Then, so scared that she held her breath without knowing it, she turned and gazed down at her father's naked body.
Dane was a man who liked to keep in shape. Broad-shouldered and tanned, he had an athletic figure that made Shari tremble with guilty pleasure in the realization that her daddy looked just as good as any of those men in the magazine pictures one of her friends at school had shown her once.
Her gaze traveled down across a muscular chest that was layered with fur, winding in black curls like a trail and growing thicker across his stomach until, at last, she came to the object of her interest-his cock.
Her breath hissed out in a little gasp. His prick was dangling limply on the bed, sprouting at least six inches from its rich mound of hair. Even soft, his prick was so thick and big that his cock frightened her a bit. She had read about fucking and had heard stories from other girls about how nice fucking felt, but the gigantic, snake-like object before her now made all those stories seem like lies. How could any woman really fuck something that big?
Even as that question crossed her mind, she found herself examining his balls. A perfect match for that oversized prick, they hung tantalizingly in their fuzz-clad sac in a way that made her want to fondle them.
Her pussy creamed at the thought, and she felt a hot wet trickle of wetness lots of times lately, but, for some reason, this time was worse than ever. Wearing nothing but her pink nightie, she felt her nipples spring out in response while a strange heat grew deep in her cunt. She could stand here all day, just admiring the first real cock she'd ever seen.
But at the same time, she wanted to get an even better look. Her dad wasn't going to wake up for quite awhile yet, and she might never get a chance like this again.
Determined, she knelt down to get a closer view, pushing back a strand of long blonde hair that had fallen in a delicate curl along her smooth unlined cheek. Unlike her father, she and Nan were both blonde. But Nan's hair was already beginning to darken, and Shari's would, too, someday. Then they would both look even more like Dane, with his attractive features softened by the feminine curves of their mother's face. Though her mom had died when she was little, Shari still remembered how beautiful she had been.
But, at the moment, none of that interested her. The sight of her father's soft prick held her spell bound as she slipped silently to her knees.
His cock was beautiful. All Shari knew about cocks was what she saw in pictures and read in books. But she knew even front that meager experience that her daddy had a beautiful prick. Even limp, his cock was still as big and thick as lots of hard ones she examined in those photographs. His prick was wrinkled with fleshy skin and lolled to a one side over his heavy, sagging cup of balls.
Unable to resist the temptation, she courageously reached out and took his cock gently between thumb and forefinger, lifting its helmeted head.
Her cunt ached more than ever at the touch of her father's cock, and she felt that all-too-familiar tingling ache grow inside her.
Over the past months, Shari had come to expect that ache more and more often in the last year, she had done a lot of growing, and the strange itchy hunger in her cunt had grown as well. For a long time, she hadn't even been certain what caused it, had simply known that it happened when she was with a boy or even just thought about boys.
But lately the ache had grown so bad that sometimes she couldn't get to sleep at night, just thinking about boys and their cocks. She'd discovered that rubbing her cunt usually made the ache go away in a very pleasant manner, and for a long time that had satisfied her.
But in one moment, the moment she had accidentally glimpsed her father's cock, a new sensation had begun deep inside her that no amount of rubbing could satisfy.
That was why, after three weeks of growing curiosity, she worked up the nerve to be where she was now-kneeling at her dad's bedside and looking directly at his cock.
As she lifted his prick for closer examination, her heart began to pound. Tingling worse than ever, her youthful pussy burst with hot cream, streaming down to make her inner thighs slicker and wetter than ever.
Hesitantly, fearful that he might wake, but unable to resist the growing need within her, she began to slide her thumb and forefinger up and down over his smooth cockshaft.
"Ahmm," Dane groaned softly and shifted onto his back. Shari froze with, her fingers still attached to his prick.
When he didn't awaken, her first thought was to scamper from the room while she still had the chance. Yet something held her, something she'd never felt before.. She'd gone too far to stop now. Instead, she continued her pumping just like before, fastening her gaze on the tiny, pink crack of his pisshole and the little bit of glistening wetness that clung to his cockhead. Her cunt was streaming juice by now, burning with a mixture of fear and excitement.
The burning suddenly grew worse as Dane's prick began to expand, hardening and lengthening as if alive.
Shari sucked in a breath of disbelief and delight, watching his cock blossom and stiffen. His prick was enormous!
Gasping with pleasure, she delicately closed her fist over his cock, still tugging.
Within moments, Dane's cock was at full nine-inch hardness, its veined, inflamed prickshaft swollen and throbbing.
The droplet of liquid at the tip of his prickhead formed into a clear shining glob, and, on a sudden impulse, Shari swooped down, darting her small, pink tongue out.
The tip of her tongue brushed across her dad's cockhead and collected the glob of cream, then flicked again and again.
Though she had never tasted a man's prick, she had read about cocksucking lots of times. In fact, she'd always thought sucking a prick was a nasty thing to do, not something she would enjoy at all.
But the first tentative lapping of her wet tongue over her father's prick sent a rippling tremor of joy through her, and almost instantly, Shari's full lips closed over his knobbed cocktip, smothering his prick in a sensual, inexperienced kiss.
Dane twitched in his sleep, and Shari found herself sucking on his prick as if she'd done it all her life, drawing more and more of his cock between her lips.
Long blonde hair cascading over her father's thighs, she began to bob her head up and down automatically, milking at his hard cock in a burst of innocent enthusiasm that was aided by the greedy hunger in her cunt. It had happened so suddenly that not even her fear of waking him could stop her now. She drew more of his cock down her throat.
"Mmmmmm. . ." she moaned in sheer pleasure as one of her hands stole beneath her nightie and dipped into the wet-furred crevice of her steamy cunt. Sucking hard on her daddy's fat prick, she began to knead the slick, puffy lips of her pussy, prying them apart to expose the stiff, hooded button of her clit.
Juice burst from her cunt and flooded down her legs as she stroked her clit lovingly, strumming her clit to wicked tautness as she pumped up and down on the prick in her mouth.
A part of her could hardly believe this was really happening. Crouching here, sucking on her father's prick and playing with herself and wishing he would fuck her-that was naughty.
Just the thought of having her dad's huge cock gouging into her mouth had Shari writhing joyfully, spurting fresh spasms of juice onto her hand.
"Umm," she moaned.
Gasping and hunching with all her might, she felt the first delicious tabs of pleasure shoot through her. Still holding Dane's prick between her lips, she climaxed, blasting again and again and whimpering at the sheer intensity of her orgasm.
Suddenly, in the midst of satiation, she knew she couldn't stand it any longer. She'd spent too much time, dreaming of being fucked by the cock that surged in her mouth.
Somehow, she was going to fuck her daddy the way she'd wanted for these past weeks. Somehow . . . but how?"
At last, puffing her soaked fingers from her pussy, Shari released Dane's cock. His prick plopped free of her lips and swung up, rigid and wet with saliva, straining in the air.
Her decision had been made. Shari was going to fuck his cock this very moment. Though she had never had her cunt filled by anything larger than her own fingers, she was going to fuck.
The only problem was fucking without getting caught.
With that in mind, she rose and carefully eased onto the bed, inching one knee up and over so that she straddled her sleeping father.
Now her steamy cunt hovered mere inches above Dane's prick, its drooling pussy slit parted as if preparing to make way for her cunt's first real fucking.
Shari felt herself trembling, both from anticipation and fear. Gently, moving as slowly as her newly-aroused hunger would allow, she once more caught that throbbing, hard cockshaft between thumb and forefinger and lowered her pussy onto her father's prick.
She gasped at the first push of his prick head against her slippery cuntlips. His cock was so big! His prick would split her apart! What would her dad do if he woke up to find his daughter screaming and thrashing, pinned down on his cock?
Then Dane's prick gave an unexpected little surge, and its inflamed cocktip pushed just a fraction up between the parted lips of her pussy mouth.
"Ahhh!" Shari hissed delightedly. Her daddy's cock was inside her pussy!
Juice blasted from her cunt, and dimly she realized that when her father finally did wake up he was going to wonder what had made his cock so sticky. But the mere fact that she was getting her first real fuck tossed all caution aside, and instantly Shari began gyrating her hips, working herself down on Dane's prick until his entire knobbed cockhead was inside her cunt.
"Oh, Daddy," she groaned, body tensed and tight cunt muscles holding his prickhead sheathed in her pussy slot. "Oh, Daddy, fuck me, fuck me nice, ohhh!"
Her hips undulated, slashing his cocktip around in her pussy. His prick seemed to blossom and expand even more, filling Shari's cunt with mingled pain and ecstasy as she gyrated faster, the border of her nightie heedlessly sweeping over his thick furred chest.
"Daddy, that's it, fuck me real good, oooooh. ."
Purring with delicious abandon, she rotated her hips wildly, only through sheer willpower keeping herself from slamming all the way down on his prick.
Within moments, she was trembling with her second orgasm of the morning. "Oh, yes, fuck me, Daddy, yes, yesss. Ohhhh . ."
Caught up in her climax, Shari was only vaguely aware that her father's body was twitching beneath her. Suddenly she felt him shudder, and a hot explosion of wetness erupted inside her cunt.
Realization made her eyes pop wide with unexpected bliss. He was coming in her! He was shooting his jizz inside his own daughter!
"Aaannnhhh!" she moaned.
That realization made her come even harder. Shari hunched on the head of her father's prick, taking in each fresh spurt of cum that flooded her pussy.
Dane groaned, deep in a horny dream and totally unaware what was really happening. For a moment, Shari's climax-numbed mind hoped that he would wake up right now and see what he was doing to his daughter. He might not be mad at all.
But he didn't awaken. At last, satisfied and filled with his precious load of jism, she knew it was time to leave.
She slipped silently off the bed, paused to give her father's already-shrinking prick a last, loving look, then headed for the door.
She was almost there when she heard him moan and yawn, shifting sleepily in bed.
"Wha-oh, oh, hi, honey. What's up?" Startled, she whirled about with a nervous smile to meet his blurry gaze as he sat up, scratching his chest.
"Oh, nothing, Daddy. I. . .I just wanted to see if you were awake."
The words sounded obviously false to her, but Dane accepted them and wiped at his eyes, glancing at the clock.
"Well, it looks like I am now. And it's a good thing, too. I've got to stop at the office awhile this morning anyway. How about your sister?"
Shari shrugged, feeling his cum trickle hotly down between her thighs. "Oh, she's still asleep, She was out pretty late last night, I guess."
Dane nodded, grimacing. "Too late no doubt, with that boyfriend of hers. Well, get her up will you, hon? We'll have no sleepyheads around this house while I'm at work!" He grinned, watching his daughter dart for the door.
"Okay," she said over her shoulder. "And then I'll fix breakfast. Hurry up, Dad!"
With those words, she raced out the door, not letting him see the shining look of fulfillment on her face.
It was only after was she gone that Dane discovered, with belated embarrassment, that he'd kicked his covers off in his sleep, and that their whole conversation had taken place while he'd laid stark nude in front of his daughter. Relieved that she hadn't even seemed to notice, he got dressed.