Chapter 4
"You did what?" Darla shrieked. "Hey, why didn't he fuck me, too? It isn't fair." She practically bounced off her bed in indignation.
"Well, you just didn't try hard enough," Dawn said soothingly. "I'm sure you can get him to fuck you, too."
"Maybe," Dana sighed, "but I'll have to wait till tomorrow."
That was true. Dawn hadn't had time to tell her sister about losing her cherry until they'd had dinner and done the dishes. But by then Dad was parked in front of the TV watching a football game, and it was an absolute Law in their family that you did not disturb Dad during a game. You didn't even breathe Loudly during a game.
It never occurred to the girls that Wes might rather fuck than watch football. They weren't that experienced yet. They just played by the rules, and one big rule was not to interfere - with the man and his game. So Dana tossed and turned with horniness that night, and she seethed with envy for her big sister. if only she'd stayed with Dad just a little longer, been a little more persistent, he might have fucked her, too. She was really kicking herself for that.
The next day seemed endless. Darla actually scrubbed every floor in the house just to pass the time. Finally Dad got home from work, and although it was the family rule to leave him alone till he'd showered and had his beer, Darla just couldn't contain herself. As Wes walked into the house, there she was, hands on hips, fuming.
"Eli, pigeon," he said, "what's up?"
"Dad," Darla said, stamping her foot, "how come you fucked Dawn and not me?" Wes blushed all the way down to his toes. "Uh, I better hit the shower," he muttered, "I'm filthy."
He headed down the halt to the bathroom, with Darla hot on his heels and not about to give up. "I want you to fuck me, too, Dad," she said angrily. "This just isn't fair."
"We'll talk about it when I get out of the shower, honey," Wes said, stepping into the bathroom and closing the door in her face.
As he undressed, he wondered how in hell he was going to handle this situation. Of course he should never have made out with either of his daughters, and it would have to stop. But stopping Dana wouldn't be easy. She was the most determined kid he'd ever known. Somehow he'd have to make it clear to her that incest was not going to be tolerated in this house.
And of course he was going to have to do something about his own nagging lust. He'd found it hard to keep his mind on his work today. He kept thinking of hot silky-skinned teenage bodies and tight juicy cunts. Matter of fact, he was really horny tight now. It might be a good idea to jack off in the shower so he could think straight when he confronted Dana.
Meanwhile Dana was standing in the hall fuming. She knew Wes was just putting her off and that he'd go on making excuses for fucking her sister and not her. Well, she wasn't going to stand for it. She was going to go in there and demand equal treatment. Quickly she stripped naked, leaving tier clothes in a careless pile, and then stepped into the steamy bathroom.
Wes was in the shower and didn't hear her approaching. She could see him vaguely through the glass shower door, and he was making a pumping motion with his fist. Dana watched for a moment, and then realized he was jacking off. It was the perfect time to spring her surprise visit. Grinning wickedly, she stepped into the shower stall and grabbed his big stiff cock, her fist just above his. He gasped and gawked at her.
"Let me do that for you, Dad," she purred.
"Darla, you get your ass out of here," Wes barked, too angry to watch his language.
She just grinned and tightened her grip on his cock. "Uh-uh, Dad," she said, "I'm not leaving till you give me everything you gave Dawn."
Wes let go of his cock and slumped against the wall, and Dana started pumping his meat in her hot fist. He knew there was no point in fighting her. She'd just keep after him till she got what she Wanted. So why not let her jack him off? With his lust satisfied, he'd be able to think again and come up with a solution to his dilemma.
"Ahhhhhhh, yeah, baby, that's nice," he sighed.
Seeing that he wasn't going to resist, Dana really got into it, rubbing soap on his cock to make her pumping fast and slick. Dad's handsome face got flushed, and his eyes rolled shut. His teeth flashed in a lusty grin as she briskly pumped his meat. It excited her hotly to feel his massive boner throbbing and jumping between her fingers.
"Just relax and enjoy, Dad," she cooed, "and I'll make you come like crazy."
Out in the hall Dawn was looking down at her sister's discarded clothes and grinning knowingly. She'd figured Dana would be on Dad's case the second he walked in the door.
She knelt for a quick peek through the key hole, and through the frosted glass of the shower stall she could just make out what was happening. Darla was giving Dad a hand job, warming him up.
"Okay," Dawn said to herself, "dinner will be a little late tonight."
She went back to the kitchen and continued the dinner preparations, leaving her sister a clear field: There was no need to compete with Dana. Dawn would see Dad after dinner and get whatever she needed from him.
Back in the bathroom, Darla's soap-slick fist was zipping up and down the rock-hard shaft of Wes's cock, and he was right on the verge of coming. It wasn't taking him long. He'd been horny all day-all week, for that matter. Maybe he shouldn't let his own daughter jack him off, but she wasn't about to take no for an answer. So why not enjoy what she had to offer? He felt his lust reaching fever pitch.
"Unnnhhhh, honey, I'm almost there," he moaned.
Dana got ready to spring the biggest surprise of all. Dawn had told her about something she'd done and liked-testing Dad's come. Dana wanted to sample it, too, only she had a plan for getting every drop of it and not spilling any the way her sister had. Still furiously pumping her dad's cock, she dropped to her knees in front of him.
"Ready to come, Dad?" she asked.
"Ahhhh, yeah, sugar," Wes groaned, his eyes tightly closed. "Yeah, here it comes, awwwwwww!"
Dana wasn't quite quick enough, in spite of her careful planning. She opened her mouth wide as Wes began to groan, but she didn't get it around his prick before he started coming. Thick wads of cream shot from his piss hole and hit her in the face. As fast as she could, she popped his squirting cock head into her mouth.
"Mmmmm, uuummmm!" she moaned.
"Holy Christ, Dana!" Wes gasped.
He felt an odd sensation around his cock head, something steamy and snug and sucking, and he looked down to see his daughter taking his prick into her mouth. He couldn't stop coming, of course, so he jetted his load into her greedily gulping mouth. He had to admit he really got off on it. He missed Maggie's blow jobs. He sizzled every last drop into his daughter's throat and groaned in bliss.
"Ahhhh, yeah, eat it, honey, ahhhhh!" he cried.
Darla loved the hot salty taste of his jizz, and she sucked till she got the last of it, and then finally released his prick from her hot mouth. She licked her lips to get more. Then, laughing, she turned her face toward the shower spray and let it wash off the come that had splattered there. Wes watched her do all this and felt his lust come boiling back.
He had to get away from temptation. "Okay, Darla, that's enough," he said, trying to sound as stern as possible. "You run along now and help your sister make dinner."
Dana stood up and faced him, pouting. "But Dad," she said, "that's not fair. I got you off, so you ought to get me off. Please, I'm sooo horny."
Wes groaned. This kid was always one step ahead of him. And she just happened to be right. She'd given him a terrific time, and he really ought to return the favor. He slipped a hand between her legs and felt searing-hot cream-soaked flesh. Dana wasn't bullshitting him. She really was horny-desperately horny. It would just be too cruel to leave her like that.
"Okay, honey," he said, "but let's go to my room. I think we're both about to get waterlogged."
They toweled off and slipped across the hall into the master bedroom. Wes was nervous about Dawn hearing them, but Darla knew her sister was deliberately staying out of the way and wouldn't interrupt them. She didn't feel the least bit uptight or inhibited as she and Dad climbed onto the king-size bed. She just. felt excited out of her mind.
"Okay, Dad, do it," she cried, "fuck me."
Wes reddened. He'd already busted her sister's cherry, and he wasn't about to commit incest twice. "Anything but that, Dana," he said. "That just isn't right. I'm sorry I did it with your sister, and I'm not gonna do it with you, so forget it."
Dana was all ready with an angry retort, and then thought better of it. Confrontation didn't work with Dad. Trickery did. She'd pretend to go along with his decision for now, and then wait for a chance to change his mind. It had worked pretty well last night, and she figured she could make it work even better this time. She smiled angelically.
"Okay, Dad, whatever you say," she cooed. "How are you gonna get me off?"
Wes was so relieved at her cooperation that he decided to give her a special treat. "Come up here and find out," he leered.
He caught her by the waist and easily lifted her up to straddle his head. Dana squealed with excitement as his hot moist breath fanned her naked slit. Wes ogled her cute pussy at close range. He saw the creaming mouth of her cunt and thought how great it would be to cram his cock in there, then told himself to forget it. One case of incest in this house was enough.
He folded back the lightly-furred lips of her pussy and exposed the pink bud of her clit, the most sensitive spot of all. He pressed a fingertip to the pulsating button and began to rub it in a circular motion. Dana gave a squeal of delight and a horny shiver, and he felt his fingertip get soaked by a sizzling rush of cream.
"Oooooo, yeah, Dad, play with me," she cried.
Dana and Wes didn't notice when the keyhole went dark in the bedroom door. Dawn was just checking, wondering how long she should postpone dinner. There was Darla squatting over Dad's face while he rimmed her clit with a fingertip. Interesting, but not the main show. Dawn knew Dana was after a lot more than that. Apparently Dad was holding out. Dawn decided she might as well go watch some TV. Dinnertime was a long ways off.
Meanwhile Dana was getting hotly aroused by her father's expert finger play. Molten cream soaked her cunt and overflowed, dripping onto Wes's broad hair-matted chest and running down her inner thighs. She couldn't control that horny creaming as his finger moved faster and faster around her ultra sensitive joy button.
"Oooooooo, Dad, I love that," she squealed.
"Here's something I bet you'll like even more," he leered.
He left her clit and inserted his thick, middle finger into her cunt. "Unnnhhhh, yessss," Darla moaned, "stick it into me, Dad, all the way."
She wished it was his cock instead of his finger, but she knew she had to be patient. He still had to overcome his silly adult hang-ups about fucking her. And his finger felt plenty good enough for right now. He knew she loved to be finger-fucked, and he did it to her stiffly and fast, making her gurgle. and squeal with delight.
"Unnnhhh, yeah, do it to me, do it to meeee!" she howled.
Wes felt his cock rising, and there was nothing he could do to stop the process as his meat swelled and hardened. He had his, finger in his daughter's virgin cunt, and he couldn't help getting aroused to the boiling point. He couldn't help imagining how terrific it would feel to cram his dick into that exquisitely tight and juicy hole.
It was the same old task-get the kid off, then get her out of his bed before he lost control of himself. Grimly he finger-fucked the squealing teenager and felt his finger getting soaked with her uncontrollably gushing cream. It was hell for him to feel that velvet lined tunnel sucking and creaming around his linger and know that he couldn't put his cock in there. Best to get her off as fast as possible.
Darla knew exactly what he was thinking, however. She knew he was trying to make her climax, and then he was going to send her away without fucking her. Well, he had another thing coming, because she wasn't about to leave the room till she'd lost her cherry. She rode his pistoning finger with gurgles of pleasure, but she didn't come. She was deliberately holding back while she figured out how to get him to fuck her.
She remembered what Dawn had told her.
"I just sat on it." Dawn had taken him off guard, she said, then quickly sat on his cock. Maybe that would work for Dana, too. It was the only plan she could think of. The first thing was to take him off guard, and to do that she faked an orgasm. She shivered and shook and moaned.
"Ohhhhh, Dad, ohhhhh!" she howled.
Thinking she was coming, Wes breathed a big sigh of relief. She writhed so hard, she jerked herself right Off the impalement of his finger. Then the next thing he knew, she was sitting on his cock. It all happened, so fast, there was no way he could stop her. Her juice slick cunt mouth was coming down around the swollen head of his prick.
"Dana, damnit, he gasped.
"Owwwwwww!" Dana howled.
She'd thrust down with her hips, trying to get his cock into her, and she'd been more successful than she intended. She pushed too hard, completely impaling herself on his wrist thick boner. She felt like she was taking a baseball bat up her untried cunt, but she couldn't stop her downward momentum. The next thing she knew, she was fully crammed with throbbing meat.
"Ohhhh, my gosh," she cried.
It was a tough decision for Wes. He really hadn't intended to go all the way with his younger daughter. But the damage was done-she wasn't a virgin now. And his cock was fully lodged in the tightest, hottest hole he'd ever been into. He was so urgently horny; he just couldn't bear to pull out. He reached out and held Dana by the waist, steadying her and holding her in place.
"Easy, honey," he crooned, "the worst is ever. We can make it feel really good."
"O-Okay, Dad," Dana said meekly.
She just felt like his massive rock-hard boner was going to split her in half, but she trusted him when he said it would feel better. He began to move his cock inside her, in long, slow, gentle strokes, letting her get used to having a stiff prick in her cunt. Gradually Dana began to relax. She even began to see how this could be fun.
Wes felt. her starting to cream again and he said softly, "That's it, honey, just rein and enjoy. I know you're gonna love this."
I-k was sure of it, because she was like her sister and her mother, naturally hot-blooded. He went on fucking her with those slow sensual strokes, and she creamed more and more, making his way juicy and slick. As she relaxed her hot box expanded and he was able to fuck her faster. She began to gurgle with excitement.
"Ohhhhh, yeah, Dad, it's really starting to feel good now," she said. "It'll get even better," Wes promised.
It would, that is, if he could hold out that long. He'd been horny for more than a week now, and he was ready to come. It was damned hard not to shoot his load as he pistoned his swollen cock in that deliciously velvet-lined hole. But he struggled to hold out because he wanted Dana's first fuck to be a great one, a fuck she'd never forget.
So he worked very carefully at it, gradually increasing the speed and pressure till she was squealing and moaning with delight and soaking his prick with hot floods of cream. She was Maggie's daughter, all right. It had just taken her a few minutes to go from virgin fright to lusty fucking. She was fucking back at him, jerking her hips eagerly to his rhythm, and her gripping pussy hole was getting hotter by the second.
"Unnnhhh, Dad, I really love it now," she moaned.
"That's great, honey," Wes panted, "now let's see if we can get you off."
He went on pistoning his big hard cock in her greedily tugging twat; fucking her pretty hard now and making her curvy body shake with the impact. She wasn't complaining. She was creaming and moaning steadily, having the time of her life. Wes reached out and caught her clit between thumb and forefinger and started kneading it.
"Oooooo, shit, yesssss," Dana hissed.
Now she was getting double stimulation, from both her cunt and her clit, and it was the most fun she'd ever had in her young life. Each deep thrust of Dad's cock, each press of his fingers, gave her a hot stab of pleasure. The pleasure built and built in her pussy till she felt ready to explode with it.
"Unnnnhhhh, Dad, I think I'm gonna come pretty quick," she panted.
"Good, baby, I'll come with you," Wes groaned.
It was a miracle he hadn't come already. He gave her clit a long firm squeeze and shoved his throbbing cock to her steaming depths. That was all he could do. He started to come like crazy, pumping his boiling jizz into her womb. But to his relief, Dana came right along with him, her cunt convulsing and sucking up his come.
"Take it, baby, I'm coming!" he roared.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, Dad, whaahhhhh!" she howled.
Well, here I go again, Wes thought. in spite of all his good intentions and virtuous resolutions, he'd seduced his other daughter, and here he was emptying his load into her. He had damned well better shape up. He had to find some other outlet for his horniness besides his own kids. He had to find himself a lover his own age.
He promised himself that he'd see to it first thing tomorrow.