Chapter 9
Father and teen daughter embraced and sealed their incestuous passion with hot, feverish kisses and fondlings.
She was still across his lap. She pulled herself up, moaning as she moved her marked and whipped bottom, the pain adding to her perverse passion.
She hoisted her upper body and put her feet on the floor. She pressed her front against his, twining around him, bringing her face to his.
When she started moving, his hand had been between her legs. It was there still, pressed by pink teen thighs and touching her pussy.
Dana's thin-lipped little pink pussy was all a-quiver when he finished strapping her and now it positively oozed with juices.
She lifted her red wet tear-stained face to that of her father's. His mouth crushed hers in a hot open-mouthed kiss.
He took his tongue and thrust it in her mouth. Daddy had kissed daughter many times in the course of Dana's young life ... that is, in the normal course of loving and affectionate, perfectly wholesome family relations.
Now his relations took on a different turn, as he kissed her with the hot licking tongue of incest, thrusting deep into her mouth of spice and fire.
Dana was hot but her passion met its match in him. After all, she was her father's daughter and it was from him that she had inherited her headstrong, wanton ways.
They kissed. Dana felt like her entire essence was concentrated where her mouth met and locked to her father's.
She pressed into him, her naked breasts with their stiff pink nipples pressing against his well-muscled chest, covered by his white shirt.
His shirt was damp with the sweat he had shed during the strapping of his wayward daughter - hardly surprising, under the circumstances.
Dana's small stiff nipples throbbed as they pressed up against him. She was lithe and eel-slippery as she wrapped herself around him.
He felt her pussy quiver against the hand which was trapped between her taut teen thighs. His member was rampantly erect, swollen.
He broke off the kiss, but only to move the encounter to a more fitting arena - the bed. He eased Dana off his lap and on her feet.
She moaned as she stood facing him. She put her hands behind her back and gingerly rubbed her bottom, hissing in breathless pain as she touched it.
"You hurt me, Daddy!" she whimpered accusingly.
"I'll kiss it and make it all better, honey," he promised.
Dana looked beyond him to the bed. She went to it, her buttocks jiggling, the red slash marks where the belt had struck her standing out on her backside.
She pulled down sheets and blankets and got into bed. She got on her hands and knees with her backside to him.
She turned her head to look over her shoulder at him. Her face showed a coy, teasing, kittenish expression of young lust which was absolutely bewitching.
She wiggled her hot little bottom invitingly. "Come on, Daddy!"
Hawker moved to the bed like a man in a trance, an erotic sleepwalker. His fingers fumbled with the buttons on his shirt.
He tore one of the buttons loose in his eagerness. It popped free from the shirt and bounced and rolled across the carpet.
Dana turned to face him and crawled to the bed's edge, where he stood.
"Let me help undress you, Daddy," she said in her little-girl voice.
She stood on her knees. Her father looked down at his vixenish daughter, with her angel face and body of sin.
Nipples stood out on the pear-shaped mounds of her shapely breasts.
"Oooooooh, Daddy, you're so big and strong!"
Dana was looking, not at her father's face, but at the swollen rod of his erection, which lifted the crotch of his pants and pushed it outward.
She put her small pink hands on his chest and fondled him through his shirt, running her hands all over his torso.
She opened his buttons one by one, pulling the shirt open from neck to navel, peeling back the folds of the shirt to expose his bare chest.
Iron-gray hair, thick and full, soft as fur, matted his pectorals and belly. Dana pressed her palms on his bare flesh, massaging it.
She rubbed her way back and forth, up and down his chest. Chills and goosebumps rose up from him. His stiff penis throbbed in his pants.
She tugged the flaps of his shirt from his pants. There was no need for her to open his belt - he had taken it off to use it for her punishment.
She pressed her hand against the oversized bulge in the crotch of his trousers. She licked her lips as she explored the shape and size of her father's rod.
His face was bright red. A fat crystal drop of sweat rolled down the bridge of his long straight nose, clung for an instant on its tip, then spattered on his chest.
Dana expertly picked open the top of his pants, then pulled down his zipper. His pants slid down his hips and fell to his feet.
He peeled off his sweat-damp shirt and tossed it to the floor.
He wore boxer shorts, the front of which were lifted by his swollen rod. Through the open flyhole of his pants, Dana could see his swollen penis.
He pulled down his shorts, his hard cock springing into full view.
"Oh, Daddy!"
Dana squealed happily as she took her father in hand and fondled his erection. Here was the staff of life which had created her less than fifteen years ago.
She handled his erection with both hands, letting it slip this way and that. It simmered as though powered by steam heat.
Penis flesh was hot and throbbing in her slim fingers. She squeezed and pulled and played with his rod, forcing moans of lust from him.
His trembling hands moved to her breasts and fastened thereon. Dana oohed and aahed as her bosom was caressed and held by her father.
Soft bosom flesh and stiff nipples were felt and fondled by the lustful hands of an incest-minded dad.
"You're so big!" Dana gasped. "Daddy, I have to kiss it!"
Dana had been standing on her knees. Now she moved back on the bed and got down on hands and knees, bringing her head in line with his rod.
He took hold of his penis, gripping it at the base so that part of the shaft and all of the swollen head, jutted from the top of his hand.
He put it to her lips, which were pink and puckered and pressed smoochingly against his cock, smooching it wetly with loud, intense suction.
The General's eyebrows lifted and his eyes widened from what his daughter's talented mouth was doing to his torrid member.
His penis blushed and burned an even hotter red as she kissed it. Dana's lips were moist where she had licked them and they glided on his cock head.
She parted her lips and took the head of his cock in her mouth. She pressed her lips on the shaft, below the rim of the cock head.
He groaned with sizzling seething lust. He fondled her face, hair, neck, shoulders. She moved her head forward.
The satiny-smooth insides of her lips slid down his shaft, massaging it as she took his rod deep into her mouth.
The weight of his penis pressed down on her tongue, which curled up at the edges and began caressing and licking.
Dana's hair, no unbound and no longer held back in the pony tail she had customarily worn, hung like dark curtains on the sides of her face.
The tips of the hair hung down, scraping softly against the swelling tops of her nubile breasts, barely reaching her stiff nipples.
The cock head of her father's rod softly bumped the soft tissues at the back of her golden throat - and so she began to bob her head.
Wetly, juicily, she slurped and sucked at his rod. She drew her head back and forth, sliding her lips up and down the shaft.
The erection soon shone with a coating of her frothy saliva. Her hair swirled and flailed from the bobbing motions of her head.
She sucked up and down on his cock. His buttocks were tightly clenched and he pushed his penis in and out, back and forth.
As he fucked the mouth of his daughter, he muttered words of endearment, telling her in a lust-hoarse voice that she was his little darling angel, daddy's very own lover girl, his little lady and similar remarks.
Dana, saying no words, let her mouth do the talking for her, as she sucked him into a state of erotic distraction.
His swollen, throbbing shaft sizzled on the velvet bed of her tongue. Once or twice, the combination of his forceful thrusts and her ardent head bobbings would accidentally cause his penis to completely pop free from her mouth.
When that happened, Dana would moan with disappointment until the member was once more safely restored inside her mouth.
That girl's mouth was all fire and honey as she sucked her father.
His thrusts became more forceful, more demanding. His cock coursed over her lips and tongue, burning hotter with each movement.
At last, his orgasm came and so did he.
He put his thing deep in her mouth, wedging the blunt bullet-shaped cock head into the back of her throat, plugging it.
This time he did not pull back for yet another stroke, but kept his cock planted safely in her mouth, as he shook from internal stress.
Groans were forced from his mouth. His face, red and sweaty, was compressed and contorted from the force of his orgasm.
He pressed his sweaty palms against her freckled cheeks and held her head in place. His shaft swelled against the lips which clutched it.
His swollen balls shivered from vibration. Up from them came a mass of semen, boiling up the column of his cock.
The semen erupted like hot lava, bubbling out of the cock head, spurting forcefully against the soft tissues at the back of her throat.
No novice at sucking cocks, Dana molded her mouth around his rod and her cheeks hollowed as she slurped and sucked at the spurting member.
It seemed like he would never stop coming. She swallowed, his semen sliding down her gullet like honey, slowly and thickly.
He rose on his toes and squeezed the last drops of come from his cock. Her lips clutched the base of his shaft.
Her nose was tickled by his glossy bush, whose thick black hair was sprinkled with iron-gray. The rich man-smell of him filled her lungs.
Down her throat trickled the spurted sums of semen, which she swallowed.
The General gave off a final orgasmic shudder, like a wet dog throwing off the water adhering to its fur.
Sighing, eyes heavy-lidded slits, mouth open and gaping, the General was shaken by the final throes of a devastating orgasm.
But he was hardly done with Dana yet.
When he stopped shaking and his breathing had become somewhat normal, he patted his daughter's head with loving fondness.
He fondled her soft silken hair, her long slim neck, her smooth shoulders. His eyes were glazed and pleasure-mad.
He pulled out. His cock seethed in her mouth, throbbing on her tongue as he withdrew the shaft from inside her lips.
Fresh stimulation thrilled his member as he drew it across the smooth satiny insides of her lips, which tightly pressed his cock.
She sucked up all the excess semen as his penis was pulled from her mouth. Her pink lips were pressed outward by the knobbed cock head.
His penis popped out from between her lips. A fat drop of come oozed from the swollen wet red head of the twitching, jerking penis.
He took hold of his member and kept it from bobbing this way and that.
Smiling like the little vixen she was, Dana, still on her hands and knees, crawled to the middle of the mattress.
Her dangling, stiff-nippled breasts bobbed and her buns jiggled as she crawled. Her pussy was a pink slit between soft thighs.
She turned her back to him. She lowered her upper body, pressing the side of her face against the mattress, her eyes closed, lips parted.
Her stiff-nippled breasts pressed down on the mattress. She put her arms out in front of her so that they stretched flat across the bed.
She was kneeling with her head and upper body down and her bottom and pussy raised up on bended knees so that they were the most elevated part of her body.
Her father knew an invitation when he saw one. He mounted the bed.
He moved into position to mount his daughter. His penis stood out red and stiff in front of him, shining with the saliva which still coated it.
He took hold of the rod. Dana's knees were far apart, opening her thighs and offering up her pussy to him.
She shook her bottom, jiggling her buns. "Fuck me, Daddy!"
"Oh my God!" the General muttered.
He put his sweating shaking hands on her slim hips and squeezed. Overcome by desire, he pressed his face against her pussy.
His mouth was hot, wet, licking and kissing against her quivering pussy lips. The sweet girl-scent of her whipped his senses into erotic frenzy.
He covered the delicate lips of her pussy with kisses. He nuzzled her little tufted bush, whose flaxen hairs tickled his nose.
Inside her slit, she was wet and dripping, as he happily discovered when his kisses spread the pussy lips and put him in contact with slippery pink membranes.
Her juices smeared on his face. The taste of her was on his lips and tongue, but that was only a tease, a foretaste of the main course.
He pressed his licking tongue to her pussy and glided it up and down her sex.
Dana squealed with oodles of lust. She rocked her pussy up and down, shoving it in his face, oblivious of the soreness which still tingled in her spanked bottom.
He put his tongue to her pussy lips and lanced it between them, entering her. Dana cried out delightedly as her steamy pussy was penetrated with his tongue.
She was so tight and narrow in her tender adolescent slit that her membranes pressed against the tongue which slid into them.
His lips pressed her pussy lips as his tongue thrust and licked, lapping the juices from her membranes and greedily swallowing them down.
He tasted deeply of her, drinking her juices like a thirsty man. All the while, his stiff red cock steamed and sizzled, impatient for attention.
The time was now - the General retracted his tongue, withdrawing it from his daughter's sex, pulling his face from her crotch.
Her slitted pussy lips seethed and simmered under his frothy saliva. Below the sticky wetness, her thin labia burned hot and bright.
He inched forward on his knees, his cock bobbing. He took hold of it, just below the rim of the bullet shaped cock head.
His red cock was like an arrow of lust aimed at the tender target of her pussy. He touched the tip of the cock head to her pussy lips.
Dana leaned her hips back, assisting in his entry of her sex. He pressed the knobbed cock head to her sex and pried open the pussy lips.
She squealed happily as her tender pussy lips were spread and stretched. His cock head filled her, stretching the membranes of the pussy it plugged.
And now he lodged his cock head deep inside her, groaning from the pure delight of the tightness of her slit.
He pushed his hips forward, cramming his shaft inside her. The red shaft sank into the narrow vortex which was her pussy.
Dana moaned and moaned again as the cock shaft inched inside her, the swollen rod gliding over the slippery membranes which clutched it.
And now he was inside her. He threw his hips forward, plunging the full length of his rod deep into the pit of passion which was her pussy.
Taking hold of her hips, he set to moving, fucking her vigorously, his penis stiff and fiery as that of a young man.
His member coursed into her, sexual friction making her pussy lips warm and glowing from the constant, intense in-and-out movements.
When he pushed into her, his hips bumped her buttocks. Since her bottom was still sore and sensitive, each bump made her groan.
But the pain of it was no more than she could stand and in fact it added to the erotic tension which was taking little Dana higher and higher.
His hands fumbled under her, feeling her breasts. The nipples throbbed and pulsed as he handled them - he took hold of both breasts.
Dana lifted her upper body, so that she was on her hands and knees, which permitted him to clutch her breasts, one in each hand.
Those pear-shaped breasts served perfectly as handles of flesh for him to hold on tight to as he fucked her with wild abandon.
She was a darling, with her slim slight girlish form, her perfect face, her lovely little breasts and her hot pink body.
She rocked her hips in response to the thrusts of her father. His penis plunged in and out, each stroke tightening the internal mainspring of erotic tension.
He was able to go for a long time now, since the suck-job she had earlier given him had cut the terrible, demanding edge of his erotic tension.
The bedfrarne creaked, the springs groaned, the mattress soon was damp with sweat that slid off the writhing bodies of father and incestuous daughter.
Suddenly the General plunged his penis deep into her pussy, so that his cock head bumped the gaping mouth of her little womb.
His penis was sheathed in slippery satiny membranes which gripped it as tightly as a rubber glove. The thickness of his rod stretched her membranes.
Those membranes were stretched a bit more, as his shaft expanded under the flow of semen which shot up from his swollen balls.
Dana squealed and hissed and groaned as the fires in her pussy were quenched by a stream of her daddy's semen, a thickly gushing stream which seemed like it would never stop, as it soaked into her sizzling membranes and filled her pussy to the very brim.