Chapter 1
Megan Joplin was in her bedroom daydreaming again.
She was studying a picture of her father in his bikini swimsuit. He was tall, muscular, and tanned like some bronzed Greek god. Her blue eyes examined every detail, but always seemed to focus on the heavy bulge in the front of his tight swimsuit.
Megan was wondering what her father's huge hunk of cock would feel like fucked all the way up her virgin cunt. He was across the hallway in the bathroom taking a shower, but the door was closed. Otherwise, she'd probably be over there, trying to peek in to see if she could catch a fleeting glimpse of her father's magnificent prick.
Perhaps he'd ask if she'd like to join him. She would get in the shower. He would softly soap her entire body while she watched his cock stiffen to readiness. She would rub it, put it against her body, feel its mighty throbbing. God, why was she thinking such strange and forbidden thoughts about her own father? Perhaps it was because all of her friends talked to her about the lovers and the strange things they did together, like oral sex, fucking, actually putting their fantasies into practice.
Megan made up things to tell the girls so they would never guess that she had never fucked a man before, and so far she'd gotten away with it. How could she be in college and still be a virgin? She'd always had other goals in life. A great deal of time and physical energy were needed to be on the college gymnastics team. Her splendid female body attested to her clean living. She was a stunning blonde, moderately tall, about five-foot-six.
Megan paced about her room, her nervous energy causing a sex-hungry frustration she'd never experienced before. Her hand moved down between her thighs, where her pussy was on fire with a hot itch. She was wearing a black lacy bra that did little to hide her nice-sized tits. A pair of very brief sheer panties scarcely concealed the heavy cuntbush between her thighs.
She looked at herself in the mirror, at the perfectly formed tits, the thin waist, the flaring hips and luscious legs. Her skin was perfectly tanned. She pulled the crotch of her panties aside and looked at her wet, hot, hungry pussy. Slowly, she rubbed her hardened clit.
"Megan!" Dave Joplin shouted from the bathroom.
She jumped, pulling her hands from her crotch and fixing her panties so they covered her pussy. She walked to the closed door.
"Did you want something, Daddy?" she asked.
"I forgot a towel. Will you get one for me, honey? I've got soap in my eyes."
She got a large bath towel from the hall closet. When she returned, she opened the bathroom door and handed the towel through. Dave was standing there, dripping on the rug.
"Well bring it in," he said.
When she walked in, her eyes quickly surveyed the huge dripping cock dangling between her father's legs. The only time she'd seen a prick so big was on a stud horse in a field nearby. Dave was unaware of her close scrutiny of his prick and balls as he toweled his hair and wiped his eyes.
His cock was long and fat. Megan longed to reach across and get hold of it. The thought sent a shiver through her body. His balls must contain enough spunk to fill a hungry cunt to overflowing, she thought.
"Are you still here?" Dave asked when he finally opened his eyes.
He seemed surprised that she was so bold. She had always been so prim and proper, blushing whenever she'd seen him naked or when he had scrubbed her back while she was taking a bath. But now she was not hiding her gaze, and he was amazed at how much she looked like her mother, though his wife, Jill, had long black hair and Megan's was blonde.
Megan's skimpy bra and bikini panties did little to conceal her lovely tits and blonde cuntbush. Dave studied the expanse of tanned skin revealed to him and thought it was marvelous. Her tits were full and ripe, and he could see her large nipples protruding through the soft cloth of her bra.
Dave quickly looked at the floor to keep from staring at her half-exposed tits. He felt a bit uncomfortable as Megan's blue eyes, lustful and wanton, admired his muscular thirty-seven-year-old body. At six-two, one-hundred-ninety pounds, he cut a striking figure.
"Did your mom and James get off to Central City okay?" Dave asked as he put one foot on the tub and wiped his legs off.
"They left this morning," Megan said. "Mom thought you would be out of town all week."
"I would have. But the man I was going to meet let me know this afternoon that he can't see me until next week. It's no big deal, except I would have liked to have gone with your mom and James to see him swim in that college championship meet. I know he'll take first place. He's the best swimmer I've ever seen. Did they say when they would be back?"
"Day after tomorrow," Megan said.
"And how about you, Meg? Are you all set for your gymnastics meet this Friday?" Dave asked, hanging the towel on the rack and putting on his robe.
"I need some help with a couple of routines. Have you got time tonight?" she asked.
"How about now!"
He stared at her gorgeous body. He felt his cock stiffen slowly. He wondered if Megan could see it lifting his robe. She just smiled, turned, and walked toward the living room. Dave followed, watching her pert tight ass just a few feet in front of his stiffening cock. His hard-on strained against his robe and made it stand out like a tent.
God, he thought, don't let her turn around and see this. It would be excruciatingly embarrassing to have his daughter know he had a raging hard-on and that he wanted to fuck her! Luckily he was able to gain control of his hardon before she saw it.
In the living room, Megan turned to him. "I'm going to do a handstand with a full split. I can't seem to get my balance right. Can you catch me if I start to fall?"
He nodded, and she put her hands flat on the floor and did a handstand, her body as straight as an arrow, her bare feet pointing toward the ceiling. Slowly her legs spread apart, coming down until she was doing the splits upside down. Dave looked between her shapely thighs and saw blonde pussyhair protruding from beneath the elastic bands of her panties. Her panties were damp with her cunt-juices, and the crotch was pulled deep into her pussy.
Megan started to wobble and Dave bent down and grabbed her around the waist, holding her up. His face was only inches from her pussy. The whiff of her womanly cunt-scent nearly drove him crazy. He had to have her. She was blonde, beautiful and willing - they were alone, no one to disturb them - yet he knew he couldn't seduce his own daughter!
"Oh!" Megan groaned, and Dave gently lowered her to the floor on her back, his robe falling open momentarily so she could see his ten-inch curving cock. He heard her gasp.
"What's the matter?" Dave asked.
"I think I may have pulled a muscle in my back!"
"Well, let's get you over to the couch and I'll see if I can massage it out," he said, helping her up.
When she was lying face-down on the couch, he said, "Where does it hurt?"
"Here and here," Megan said, pointing to her shoulder and to her lower left hip.
"Well I can't massage you with your clothes on. Slip them off and I'll get a towel to cover you."
"We don't need a towel, Daddy," she said as she rolled her briefs off her shapely hips and unfastened her bra. "I'm not ashamed of my body. Besides, you've seen me naked before."
She pulled as his fingers and hands dug into her warm flesh with firm gentleness and control, kneading her back with confidence. She arched her back, hoping he would grasp beneath her body and rub her tits. But he went farther down her body toward the small of her back, his thumbs gouging lower and lower until they were at the split of her sensitive asscheeks.
Megan couldn't help but move her pelvis against the couch. She found that by working her thighs together, it made her feel better, like masturbating, which she did very often. She began to moan softly. Dave was on the couch on his knees, his robe open, his ten-inch curving cock throbbing uncontrollably as its large mushroom-shaped head moved between her asscheeks as he massaged up her back and back down. As he leaned forward to reach her shoulder blades, his prickhead slowly penetrated her asshole ever so slightly.
Megan could take the teasing no longer. She spread her legs, hoping he would ram his cock deep into her ass or her cunt, she didn't care which. She arched her ass upward, knowing that she had moistened the couch beneath her pussy, and that her father couldn't help but see it and know how very, very horny she was.
She was like a bitch in heat. She'd never experienced anything like it before. She let out a shriek when his fingers first slid through her abundant and wet cunthair and touched the flesh of her pussylips. He did not try to stick his fingers deep inside at first, sliding them over her cuntlips and down to her clit.
Megan tried to see his hard-on, but her view was cut off. Awkwardly, she tried to find his big cock with her right hand, but the angle of her arm was such that she couldn't get to it. She squeezed her legs together to trap his hand.
"Would you like to turn over so we can be more comfortable, Megan?" her father asked.
He stood and slipped off his robe.
Megan was shaking all over with violent passion, but she managed a small smile as she turned over to expose the front of her naked body to her father. Obligingly, he moved back on his knees, his cock now in plain view. She knew he must have a great deal of experience, probably with the lovely nymphomaniac that was her mother, as he began at once to massage her inner thighs so that his fingertips were soon at her cunt, rubbing her pussylips.
She was writhing in ecstasy, throwing her head from side to side, but she did manage to reach for his cock. It was rock-hard, with a trace of pre-cum oozing from the little pisshole. Megan grasped her father's cock with her right hand, closing all four fingers around the stiff, hard shaft, her thumb rubbing over the prickhead. She could feel it throb in her hand. Just like in her dreams. Just like she knew it would be!
He cleared his throat, asking her what she wanted next.
That was quite simple. She wanted his prick in her cunt. But she was a little bit afraid. She needed to go a little slower.
Dave sensed her hesitancy.
"We don't have to do this, Megan, if you don't want to. I wish you wouldn't - I sure as God don't have the will power to stop now. There's still time to back out."
"Oh, Daddy, no! I'm on fire! I want you to - " she stammered, " - fuck me! Will you? Please?"
"Whoa, not so fast! Let's take it a step at a time, okay? See this?" Dave asked, taking his huge cock in his hand. "This is ten inches long! It'll tear you apart if we don't do this right!"
Megan's eyes widened as she realized that the long curving prick could indeed damage her virgin pussy if it wasn't properly prepared. Without speaking, she put one foot on the top of the couch and the other on the floor, exposing her open, wet cunt to Dave's gaze.
Dave felt sweat on his forehead, caused by the tremendous lust in his loins. He knew Megan was undoubtedly forbidden fruit. Yet there she was, waiting for his cock.
He lowered himself to his knees and took both Megan's tits firmly in his hands. He slowly and rhythmically squeezed them, grinning when she emitted a low, shuddery sigh of pleasure. Her nipples seemed to expand and grow as he played with them. It fascinated him to watch her tiny reddish-brown tit-buds erupt into hard, blood-filled little fingers pointing at him.
His hands soon became cramped, and he did what came naturally. He pulled Megan to him and began sucking her tits. It seemed to excite her immensely, and the feeling of her passionate panting exited Dave too. He could feel the spunk waiting in his balls for the long spring down his iron-hard prick.
Dave tongued Megan's nipples and pushed them around in small circles, back and forth, until Megan moaned and emitted a little shriek. Her shriek scared Dave for a second, but he figured everything was still all right when she took hold of his stiff cock.
Dave's firmly clutched prick began to throb and jerk with greater frequency. He knew he couldn't hold off much longer, even though he wanted to experience everything with Megan. But the couch was not the best place. So he picked her up, carried her to the bedroom, and deposited her on the bed.