Chapter 5
Waiting for her dad to get home that evening, Beth wondered if she had possibly taken too much for granted. They'd spent last night together, just sleeping after that hot, between-the-thighs rub-fuck he'd taught her. He'd already been up when she got out of bed, and he hadn't mentioned the sex at all. In fact, he had seemed very flustered when she came in to breakfast. And even though she'd spent a couple of hours at Jodie's house after school, before coming home all hot, bothered, and definitely ready to party, her daddy still wasn't home. It was almost six. Where could he be?
Then she heard the car outside, and the opening of the front door, and her heart raced with excitement. She checked herself in the mirror, sniffed her underarms, added an ice cube to the drink she'd mixed for Daddy, and she arranged herself on his bed.
"I'm in here," she said when she heard him call her name.
He came into the bedroom, stopping short when he saw her.
"Hi, Daddy," she said, at her most seductive, and she hoped she looked half as good as she felt.
She was wearing a nightie she'd borrowed from Jodie-a sure-fire Daddy turn-on, Jodie had called it, and Mr. Webber had agreed that it was totally hot. It was pink silk and lace, totally sheer, and every curve of her body showed through it, gleaming like heated ivory. Under the gown she wore a garter belt and pink stockings, and a pair of pink spikes that Jodie had also lent her, though Beth had a little trouble walking in high heels.
She'd put on makeup-not enough to look trashy, but ample to heighten the colors and contours of her face. Her hair was piled atop her head, loose tendrils hanging down. She knew she looked at least twenty-one in this getup, and she loved the feeling it gave her to be dolled up for Daddy.
"I was waiting for you," she said. "I even made you a drink."
He came nervously toward the bed, took the drink off the end table, drained it in one gulp, his eyes fixed on his alluring daughter.
"I almost convinced myself last night was a wild, crazy dream," he said. "That it didn't really happen."
"It didn't really happen," Beth smirked. "I mean, you didn't fuck me, not for real. But you got one off so fantastically with that big cock of yours! And you promised you'd fuck me as soon as I wasn't a virgin anymore-I mean, as soon as I'd lost my cherry. Oh, Daddy, come here!"
Beth took his hand, pulled him onto the bed. He sat tensely beside her prone, provocatively exposed body. She put his hand on her chest, fitting it around a trembling tit, which was bare under the pink silk film.
"How come you're so late?" she asked, thrusting her tit into his palm. Her nipple was rigid under the silk; he couldn't help but feel it.
"I was trying to make sense out of things," Harry said weakly. "To convince myself that last night didn't happen."
"But it did," Beth insisted.
Her hand came to rest on the inside of his leg, just beyond his crotch. She squeezed. Was there a responsive stirring inside his pants? She was sure she could see motion in his trousers, and she knew what that motion was!
"It's all I've been thinking about, all day," the girl added, sliding her fingers over, ever so gently, until they touched the lump of her father's cock.
Harry groaned at the flicking caress, tried to shy away, but his hand was still on her tit.
"So I did something very major today," Betty went on, sitting up.
One strap fell from her shoulder. The nightie shivered, slid low. A brown-nippled tit, its point hard with arousal, came thrusting forth, bare and round and excited. Beth guided her father's hand to her exposed tit.
"Doesn't that feel good?" she whispered. "Soft, but firm too, and sooooo warm and eager.. .tickle my nipple, Daddy. Let your finger kinda walk back and forth across it. Oh, God, I love it when you do that!"
She was holding his cock without pretense now, her hand hardly able to encompass the growing meat inside Harry's pants.
He was breathing hard, obviously growing excited. A flush had spread over his features and he made soft whistling sounds as his daughter stroked his cock.
"Yes," Beth went on, "I knew you would never fuck me as long as I still had my cherry, so I got rid of it. I'm still a virgin, Daddy. No other cock has ever been in me. Yours will be the very first. Isn't that the way it oughta be? You created me, you raised me, and you'll be the first man to put a cock inside my hot pussy! Oh, Daddy-" and she pulled his hand to her crotch "-feel me! Stick your fingers in me! See, I'm telling you the truth!"
She lifted the hem of her nightie, guided his fingers on her bush. She held them there until they began to caress the dripping lips of her cunt. She was still tender from the dildo-fucking she'd gotten at Jodie's, and his touch was unexpectedly rough at first, almost bruising the delicate wet lips of her pussy.
He fumbled at her at first, but his fingers grew more gentle as he opened the slice of her hot little cunt, his eyes fixed on Beth's all the while.
"In me, Daddy! Put your fingers in me. Ooooohhhh, I'm tight, but you can put them all the way in now. See? Deeper, Daddy! Push deeper! Oh, God, yessss!" she gasped. "No cherry. Just a hot, wet pussy that you can fuck and fuck and fuck, as long, as often, as you want with that big fantastic cock of yours!"
Beth wrapped her arms around him, pouring hot horny kisses all over his face.
His lips met hers, and she felt his mouth open reluctantly, but there was not that much reluctance once she got her tongue inside him. He stiffened against Beth, and then they were lying on the bed, kissing and sucking each other's mouth, while his finger thrust gently in and out of her freshly deflowered pussy. She wished he had really been the first, that the pink dildo had not gotten her actual cherry, but she knew that wasn't meant to be. Daddy's would still be the first cock ever to fuck her, and that was all that counted.
"Do you like the way I look, Daddy."
"You're gorgeous," Harry whispered, leaning down to kiss her exposed nipple. She thrilled at the touch of her father's lips, and she fed the nipple into his mouth, silently urging him to suck her, too. His lips closed around her brown point and his tongue bathed it in saliva.
"Take your clothes off," she purred. "You have such a great body, Dad! I never realized till last night how great-looking you actually are. And you know what I like best? Mmmmm, yeah, there it is, sticking up inside your pants! Oooohh, quick, Daddy, hurry! It's so hard I'm afraid it'll break off unless you get it out into the air, fast!"
And as she spoke, she was already unbuckling his belt, pulling down his fly. There was nothing for him, it seemed, but to go along with his hot daughter, and his finger slid out of Beth's warm wet snatch as the young girl began to undress him with excited fingers.
She peeled him naked, exposing the now-complete erection of his cock. His prick looked even bigger than last night, Beth thought, but she conceded that she'd been fantasizing about it all day and the sight of that cock was bound to trigger salivary reactions in her mouth. She pulled her father onto the bed then and wrapped her silk-covered body around his, rubbing him with the warmth of her teenaged frame, wetting him with hot kisses.
"Now me," she said, rising onto her knees. "Undress me, Daddy."
He took hold of the gown, pulled it down over her shoulder, now baring both tits. He had sucked one nipple already. His face descended to the new arrival, and Beth sighed as he sucked it too. His hands caressed the lust-hardened mounds of her tits, squeezing, pawing.
"Let's take this off before it gets torn," Beth said, pointing to the flimsy nightie.
It had served its purpose, and she looked just as good without it. Jodie had taught her well, and the least she could do was take care of Jodie's sexy bed clothing!
"How about these?" Beth asked slyly, pointing to her stockings and garter belt.
They were pink, and they looked fantastic against her pale ivory skin. The belt and its straps framed the exposed brown vee of her bush, the pouty, puckered lips that protruded through the pubic hair in anticipation of the fucking they were about to get.
"Should I leave them on, or would you rather I took them off?"
"Your mother used to wear garters on special occasions," Harry said thoughtfully, touching his young daughter's thigh. He traced the pink stocking tops, slid his finger up the long pink garter strap. "I always liked them. On you, they look marvelous, Bethie. My God, I never realized you had such a pretty body!"
Beth smiled smugly. She had him in the palm of her hand! Or she would, once she got her fist wrapped around that cock of his!
His prick stuck up big and bold and hard, and the very sight of it made her mouth water. She took hold of his cock, squeezing, and her father gasped. She leaned down into his lap and applied her tongue to the end of his stiff prick, as she'd done last night. The taste was just as good this evening.
She licked faster, absorbing his male flavors, and it thrilled the young girl no end to realize that the sperm from which she had been created had squirted from the very cum slit she was now teasing with her tongue. She had originated in his balls-his big, swollen balls-that her palm even now cupped and cuddled. She firmed her grip on them, and her daddy's cock just seemed to jump homily into her mouth. She opened and sucked his cock in as far as she could-not far enough to give him the kind of blowjob she longed to display to her father, but more easily than she had taken him last time, when his incredible, unexpected cock size had so astonished her.
Jesus, she loved to suck his cock! To slide her lips up and down over the swollen, enormous erection, to slurp it with her tongue, to let it slide out of her mouth and expose itself to the rubbing, brushing kisses and nips of her lips and teeth. She couldn't swallow his cock, but she could lick and kiss every inch of his prick-flesh, and she nibbled him like a giant ear of corn, her mouth going around and around his cock as she worked up and down. And then she had to get his cock back in her mouth, had to suck some more on his sweet fat prick!
She wanted to ask if Mom could take him deeper than she was managing, but she didn't care. She wasn't even sure it was any of her business. All that mattered right now was Beth and Harry, father's cock in daughter's mouth, and daughter's hot wet saliva bathing the father's excited, horny flesh as she strained and sucked and gasped around his huge piece of cock-meat.
He had his hands on her ass and thighs while she sucked him, and she liked that, very much. She squirmed around, opening her cunt to his fingers, rubbing them with her lips to invite some exploration. He already knew that there was no cherry to bar his way now, and his finger went deeply, squirming and wiggling inside Beth's tender, freshly opened cunt.
"Yes, Daddy!" she moaned around his cock. "Fingerfuck me! Please!"
God, did he ever finger-fuck her! If his finger made her feel this great, this hot, this special, how would it feel when he put his cock inside her?
She closed her eyes and sucked the fat swollen cock-tip, imagining the magic moment when his cock-knob pressed her taut tender pussy lips and slid into the uncocked depths of Beth's more than eager pussy. The size of his cock, Jesus Christ, the fucking size of him, balling up her tight tunnel! She would feel as if her pussy were splitting apart, but he was her daddy, and he'd never do anything to hurt her, and it would be so fucking much better than the dildo on which she'd prepared herself for him. She could hardly wait!
But she needed, wanted, to suck him, too. Her mouth seemed glued to his rigid cock, and she could not bring herself to let it go.
"Oh, baby, your mouth is so hot," he sighed as she feasted on his fuck stick. "You're too young to know how to suck cock so well, Bethieeeee!"
She was totally hot now, totally turned on, and totally in need of the savage cock that she worshipped with her mouth. She'd put this exciting new life off for far too long, and now that she had sampled it, with Jodie's help, she had to have all of it! Now!
While Daddy continued to toy with her pussy and clit, she continued to suck his cock avidly. He was frigging her clit while she blew him, and his finger played excitedly in her wet, tight pussy. He was deep enough to know her cherry was gone.
His cock would go in there next, she assured him silently, emphasizing the promise by the way she sucked at his cock.
Her mouth clutched possessively at the cock-knob and the next inch or so of Harry's cock. It was all she could suck into her mouth-this would take some practice, but she was more than willing to invest the time, if it meant she could someday totally suck Daddy's prick-but now she sucked the shit out of what she could handle, and she could tell by his excited finger on her pussy, by his heavy breathing, by the way too he gasped her name over and over, that she was doing just fine for now.
She wasn't exactly expecting Daddy to come in her mouth, not this soon, but she didn't protest, either, when his cock ballooned on her tongue and her mouth was suddenly full of the hot gushing flood of his sperm.
Beth squealed, excitedly, the sound muffled by the cock on which she nursed, and she siphoned the jism out of Harry's prick, sucking it down her throat. Jodie's dad had already cum in her mouth, so she was familiar with the sensation and the taste. But there was something different, something totally special, about taking a load of her own daddy's jism, and she relished every drop that he fed into her mouth.
Beth sucked and sucked and sucked, moaning avidly as she did, until his prick had ceased to squirt its hot sticky milk of lust. But even when his cock was dry, she continued to suck, her lips ensuring that his prick remained absolutely rigid. She clamped her lips and teeth upon his cock, sucking harder and harder.
Harry gasped and strained and thrust as if he meant to fuck her. Beth knew that his cock was up, firm and stiff, for the second round. And the second round was gonna be inside her hot, horny pussy!
She released his cock, gasping for air.
"Oh, Daddy," she said, her cum-coated tongue fluttering, "that was so fucking sensational! Now, come to me now, Daddy! Get on top of me! Oh, Jesus, Daddy, my pussy is sobbing for you to fuck it! Feel me? I'm all wet and hot and horny, I need your cock inside me, Daddy, oh, yes, I need it inside me-fuck me now, Daddy, fuck your little girl nowwwwww!"
And she lay moaning and panting on the bed, totally open to him, her legs thrown widely apart, her fingers reaching down to pull apart the slick, slippery lips of her cunt.
"I'm burning up," she whispered, "just fuckin' burning up with lust-I've gotta have you now, Daddy!"
He knelt above her, his cock still sticking out.
"I-I can't," he whispered, almost inaudibly, touching her exposed pink pussy with his trembling finger. "My God, Bethie! I can't stick my cock in my own daughter's pussy! It's not right, damn it! It's just not right!"
"Oh, Christ, Daddy!" Beth squealed, sitting up, grabbing his arm. "You've gotta do it!"
She rubbed her bare, hard-nippled tits against his biceps. She rubbed her hand across his hairy chest. She pulled his face closer so she could kiss and nuzzle his cheek and neck and earlobe. Her mouth was still sticky with his cum.
What she really wanted was to feel that giant cock of his, the cock that had created her in the first place, barreling like a bulldozer into her hungry, dripping cunt! She needed to be fucked.
"I-I can't," he gasped.
Was his cock wilting? She grabbed it, stroked it. Hard as a fucking poker!
He shook his head, denying the evidence in Beth's fist. "I can't fuck you, and I never said I would, baby. God, Beth, what are you doing to me? This is wrong, we shouldn't be doing any of it-"
"My pussy hurts," she whimpered. "It's so hot and aroused, and if it doesn't get some relief, I'm gonna fucking die right here on your bed, naked in garters, Daddy! Do you wanna explain that to the emergency squad? You've gotta do something for me!"
"I can't fuck you." But he was already going onto his belly between his daughter's legs.
Beth urged him with her eyes, her lips, her tits. "Fuck me, Daddy!"
"I'll do this instead," Harry Miller whispered, "and we can never do even this much again, Beth. Do you understand that?"
She didn't answer. But Jodie fucks her daddy! she wanted to shout. Why can't we do it too? We both want to! Your hard cock says you want to fuck me, Daddy! And my wet pussy says I need you to fuck me! Why are we screwing around? Why aren't we doing what we both want?
"Your pussy is so beautiful, Beth," he said, caressing the pink slice.
She moaned at his touch. She felt beautiful, with her father's hands on her pussy, his warm breath coursing over the tender slice of her aroused cunt. She had never wanted anything so much in her life as to feel his cock entering her pussy.
"Such a beautiful pussy," he gasped, leaning down to kiss her gash.
Oh, God, he had a great tongue! He was tender and loving, but horny, too, and there was something very special about having her daddy lick her cunt. She'd never felt quite the same vibes when Jodie did it, though she loved the way Jodie licked her pussy. But Jodie wasn't her daddy, and the touch of Daddy's tongue was like magic.
It soothed her fears but aroused her desires, at the same time, and she moaned in response as he began to lick his way up and down her aching cunt-slit. She didn't hurt now, she just felt more and more heated with lustful desire, and she moved her pussy against his face, bathing him in her wet dripping juices.
Her pussy lips were open now, spread by his gentle loving fingers, and he was licking her interior, stabbing his tongue into her twitching cunt-hole.
"Daddy, you're so good," she whispered. "I love the way you eat my hot cunt!"
"I love the way your hot cunt tastes," he confessed. "You're so turned-on, Beth, and so am I. I shouldn't be doing this, but I can't resist you, and I have to do something to make you feel as good as you made me feel. Ooohhhh, what a pretty clit! like a pink pearl, Beth! I think I should kiss it for being so beautiful!"
His tongue worked back and forth, softly, slowly at first, but with growing, mounting excitement, across the hot button of Beth's cut. He teased, tickled, caressed the turned-on organ, and the pleasure spread throughout Beth's body.
"Suck my pussy, Daddy!"
Beth squeezed her tits excitedly. She found she could almost stretch her tongue to her taut, hard nipples, and the idea excited Beth even more.
"Look!" she called in delight, and he looked up from her cunt, just in time to see her tongue make wet contact with a hard brown nipple. "I can eat my own tits!"
Harry returned to his daughter's over hot cunt.
"Yesssssss!" Beth moaned as his face burrowed into her cunt again. "Oh, Daddy, you're gonna make me cummmmm!"
He licked faster, even sticking his fingers into her cunt while he sucked her clit and tongue-bathed her pussy-lips. It was fantastic, Beth thought, a super-charged feeling that took complete possession of her body and turned all her attention straight toward sexual pleasure with no bothersome distractions, but goddamn it, she had dreamed of his big hard cock going into her pussy, and this just wasn't the same! She wanted Daddy atop her, her tight pussy full, for the very first time, of his pulsating, stiffened prick-her Daddy's stiffened prick! And no matter how spectacularly she climaxed, under the double attack of his fingers and lips, she would still dream of the fucking she was being denied.
His tongue speared into her pussy, and much as she loved the tongue fucking her so fiercely, she couldn't help wishing it were the real thing.
Daddy's cock was still rigid. His cock bumped her ankle again and again as he ate her cunt, and she sighed again at each touch, wishing her arm were long enough to reach down and take his cock in hand. She wanted, needed, to feel that huge pulsating prick, made hot and hard just for her.
She'd been close to orgasm almost from the moment he came into the bedroom and saw her in Jodie's pink silk negligee, and his tongue was not doing a goddamned thing to push her away from an explosion of lust. He sucked and kissed her clit, washed it with his tongue, smeared it with the juices he was sucking out of her pussy hole.
"Oh, Daddddyyyy!" Beth screamed suddenly, wrapping her legs around his face, pulling him with her hands and thighs directly into the warm heat of her exploding pussy. "Make me cummmmm!"
She moaned, fucking his face with her hot cunt, and the ripples of delight shivered up and down her tunnel of sex, funky cunt-juices bubbling forth onto Daddy's mouth and tongue as he continued to suck, hard and fierce, at her erupting pussy!
"Godddddd...." she sighed, failing back onto the bed.
He came up then, onto his knees, towering above her, his cock sticking straight out. The tip was hugely swollen, red as fire, and a big drop of cum dangled from his slit. He was groaning, reaching for his cock, but it seemed to be a slow-motion movement.
Beth gasped and her hand shot upward. She seized his cock before he could reach it, and she yanked downward.
My cunt, she was thinking, you've gotta put it in my cunt, now! While I'm still orgasming! Let's squirt together!
But just as the tip of Harry's cock touched the matted hairs of his daughter's bush, he stopped. "Oh, fucking shit!"
His cock began to gush hot white sperm. Beth watched the river squirt, and it thrilled her entire body even though she wanted it inside her pussy.
"You're cummminnngggg!" she squealed. "Oh, God, you're coming all over my pussy!"
He made a choking sound as each salvo of jism shot through his prick and squirted onto
Beth's bush and lower belly, and she kept jerking excitedly at the barrel of his cock, squeezing more and more of the stuff out of him. Christ, she'd thought he had fired a river into her mouth, but here came his load again, as thick, as hot, as white, as ever, the oozy sticky stuff lying in creamy splattered heaps on her flesh.
Even while he continued to shoot, she used her free hand to rub the stuff into her flesh, onto her trembling pussy mound. She scooped up a fingerful of his cum and rubbed it along her cunt-slit, pushing his jism into her pussy. If he wouldn't put it there himself, she'd have to do it!
"Was this really the last time we can ever do this, Daddy?" she asked him later, as they lay embracing atop his bed. They really should go out to dinner, but the only thing Beth hungered for was another round of cock. "Can we never ever do it any more?"
"We can't," Harry insisted. "It just isn't right, baby, no matter how much we love it. Please, Beth, you've gotta cooperate, you've gotta understand!"
"I think I understand," she sighed, snuggling closer to her dad. Her hand rested lightly on his hairy chest, and she could feel his hard hot nipples among the patches of fur. "And I'll cooperate, Daddy. I really will."
Bet your fucking cock I will! she added mentally, already making her plans.