Chapter 3
Luke's eyes were slits, his handsome face tight with passion. He was remembering what his little girl's nubile body had looked like, as she splashed and floated in the water. Unable to stroke hard, he was pulling his prick slowly and steadily and helping out the friction with fevered incestuous fantasies.
When, through slitted eyes, he saw Linda come through the spray and mist of the waterfall, for a moment he didn't realize that this was reality. He thought that his fantasies were so intense that they seemed real.
Watching this naked vision step into the cave, beads of spray gleaming on her tits, he continued to pound away on his prick.
Then she giggled.
Fantasies almost never giggled.
She was there, in flesh and blood!
His eyes snapped open wide and his mouth gaped open. He was so shocked that his fist kept on frigging away for a moment, before he realized it.
"Whatcha doing, Daddy?" the little minx asked, grinning impishly, blue eyes all bright.
"Linda - " he croaked.
He blushed furiously and forced his fist to stop moving. But there was no way to deny what he had been doing. Despite his shame, his willful cock was still standing firm, looming from his fist like some heavy-headed weapon.
"Jackin' off, huh?" she said, bold as brass.
He gaped dumbly at the young girl.
How come she knew words like that? Why wasn't she shocked and disgusted?
"It's okay, Daddy," she purred. "Don't let me interrupt you. Go ahead - and I'll just watch."
He tried to protest. His lips moved, but no sound came out. His voice box seemed as stiff as his prick.
"Don't be embarrassed. I've seen guys do that before," she whispered, batting her long, silken eyelashes, demure and devilish at the same time. "I've done it for them, too."
She gave his cock a significant look.
Luke couldn't believe what was happening, what she was hinting at. He wondered if he had frigged himself into a black out and was having a wet dream.
She moved a step closer.
He was aware of the musky aroma of her heated flesh in the dampness of the cave - the tantalizing perfume of her pussy.
Her nipples were fat as pink gumdrops and her tongue was sliding back and forth across her moist lower lip. The insides of her slim thighs were slick.
"It's because of me, isn't it?" she purred, squirmy and wriggly, her eyes on his prick. "You got hard looking at my body, didn't you, Daddy?"
He shook his head. But that was silly. The evidence of his guilt was in his hand.
"I like that, you know - making men horny. Were you thinking about my titties while you played with your prick? Won't it be better to look at me, instead of just imagining?"
Luke's fist slid up his cock-stalk again. He didn't will it to - it just did automatically.
"Ooooooh!" she moaned.
He pumped his prick again. As his hand drew up, his foreskin rolled over his cock-knob in a fleshy carpet. And as he pulled back towards his balls, that huge purple slab flared out in a gleaming wedge.
"Your cock is so big, Daddy. It's so big and hard - and your balls are so full." The little temptress sighed. "Look at me while you cum!"
She cupped her plump tits in her hands, lifting the tit-globes and deepening the cleavage. Her thumbs slid back and forth across the taut nipples.
He knew she was taunting him unmercifully.
He felt helpless, mesmerized - standing there as if his hard-on had taken root on the rocky floor.
The sexy water nymph slowly turned, letting him stare at her jutting tits in profile, then twisted on around and showed him her tight little ass. She placed her open hands on her trim ass-cheeks and spread them open, exposing the tiny puckered bud of her shit-hole.
She wriggled around to face him again. Dipping at the knees, she parted her thighs. He saw that her pussy was open and flowing with juice. Her clit was standing out in that flood like a pink boulder in a stream.
She ran her fingers up her inner thigh, then brushed them lightly against her cunt-slot.
His fist was moving at a snail's pace on his cock-shaft. His eyes were more horny than his prick now.
"Do it, Daddy!" she whined. "I'm dying to see your jizz squirt out!"
She cocked her head, giving him a bewitching smile, the tip of her tongue showing and her blonde hair tumbling about her cheeks like a shimmering curtain.
"Or - should I do it for you?" she asked.
Luke uttered a strangled groan.
Her lewd offer snapped his mind, shaking him back into the world of reality.
It was naughty enough to jack himself off while she was watching him - to look at her naked, nubile body while he pounded his own prick to foam.
But letting the girl touch him would be a lot more wicked.
Luke felt he had no choice.
While his balls were so full of cum and his cock was as hard as a crowbar, he was a prisoner to passion. He knew that if she were to reach out for his cock, he would be unable to resist.
The only thing that he could possibly do to avoid an incestuous encounter was to finish his hand-job before things went too far.
He began to hammer away, thrusting his hips out and fucking through his fist.
Linda moved closer, her eyes on his cock-head.
"Ooooooh - shoot, Daddy!" she wailed. "Squirt your spunk on me - slime my belly and tits!"
His little girl's depraved words inflamed him as much as the sight of her lovely body - and a hell of a lot more than the feel of his own fist.
He humped his haunches out and slammed down, the heel of his hand hitting the hilt of his hard cock-rod. His balls lurched and expanded mightily. He yanked up to his prick-knob and jerked back again.
His climax exploded.
The steaming hot jizz came spurting up through the core of his cock-shaft and burst from his piss-hole in a foaming geyser.
Linda whimpered, watching his jizz spray out in a torrential cascade.
He was shooting cum all over the girl.
She stood with her head tilted back, as if under a shower - and his cock-cream was showering her steadily. His cum felt as hot and as thick as melted lead as he hosed her tummy and tits. Spurts of cum splattered in her curly cunt-bush. Jizz-jets skimmed up to the hollow of her fluttering throat, and a gooey glob of cum sank into her belly button.
He bathed her from his balls, glazed her slender torso with his hot cum. The cock-spume kept pouring out from his huge prick, spraying her with foam, glazing her from chin to vee with his glistening fuck-juice.
"More! Don't stop - keep shootin'!" she whimpered.
But Luke was finally flagging.
His strokes became jerky and the jism stopped spurting out on every pump. The final squirt of cum looped into her slick, deep cleavage, and then her father leaned back against the wall of the cavern, panting.
His balls were hanging loose and empty.
His hand was still wrapped around his cock-shaft and now that thick rod was starting to bend. Still fat, his cock lost its tension and sagged out in a meaty parabola from his fist. The prick-knob bobbed up and down, glossy with the milky residue and still dribbling a few last dregs from the cleft.
He stared at his cum-drenched daughter in awe.
Cum was dripping from her nipples and sliding down the fat slopes of her thrusting tits. Her belly was slimed with a slick film and her cunt-bush was matted with his thick cum. She looked as if she had been painted by prick-paste.
She was looking back at his cock.
No longer rock hard, that huge fucker was still long and fat as it coiled from his fist.
And the naughty teenager knew just how to stiffen that cock up again.
She sank slowly down to her knees.
Her face was level with his loins now, and she lowered her head as if she were kneeling in worship. She looked down at her own cum-lathered body. Then she slowly drew her hands up her flanks. She scooped up cum from her belly and held her hands under her chin. Her head dipped down and her lapper shot out, licking up his cock-cream.
Luke looked stricken as he watched his daughter tonguing up his jizz.
She gave him a sultry look from the tops of her big blue eyes. She was lapping his cum up to excite him, of course - but enjoying it along the way.
The girl adored everything about jizz, the taste and the texture and the fragrance - and the dark thrill was magnified greatly by the fact that it was her own father's fuck-juice she was slurping up and that he was watching her swallow that forbidden fruit.
"Ummmm - yummy!" she purred.
She cupped her tits and lifted them, dipping her face down. She sucked on her own slimy nipples, neck arching as she shifted back and forth between those stiff peaks, her drool replacing his cum.
Raising her head again, she showed him her tongue, the pink meat coated with a film of his cum. Then she parted her lips and swallowed with her mouth open, letting him see his cum run down her throat.
His prick was no longer sagging.
The fat tube jerked up, pointing straight out towards her radiant face. Then his cock rose higher in a series of short, sharp jolts, until it was once again angled up before his lean belly, fully erect and as hard as if the man hadn't emptied his balls for a month.
His balls began to fill up immediately, his vigor inspired by the sordid sight of his kneeling daughter greedily gulping his jizz down.
Linda smiled shyly as she saw his cock rise and knew that her little performance had done the job.
"I love drinking your cum, Daddy, purred.
And then she went to get some more