Chapter 4
Tom didn't return home until the next afternoon. That gave Katy plenty of time to think about her newfound father.
Her dad had always been a shadowy figure in her life. Her mother seldom talked about him, and the things she said about him were seldom complimentary. There was only that one faded photograph of him, sitting on a threadbare couch hunched over a guitar.
When she had finally decided to look him-up, she had been surprised at how easy he had been to find. He had been suspicious when she first talked to him on the phone. He claimed he had no idea he had a daughter. But, after he had gotten used to the idea, he had invited her to come down for the summer.
Katy had been hesitant at first. And her mother had been no encouragement. But now she was glad she had overcome her reservations and ventured south to finally meet her dad.
The fact that he didn't seem dad-like at all made her visit all the more intriguing. And him having an affair with his secretary-that was just too much! He seemed more like an older brother than a father, or an uncle-or maybe even just the guy next door. Older, sure, but sexy in a mature way.
Now, she stared at him thoughtfully across the table as he tried to eat spaghetti without slopping it all over the place. Yeah, he was a sexy guy, all right.
"This is great," he said. "You're a good cook."
She laughed. "I'm afraid this is the only thing I can make."
"Well, nowadays, with the microwave, I suppose a woman doesn't really need to cook."
"So, how was last night?" she asked, changing to a more interesting subject.
"Last night?" He adverted his eyes. "Oh, that was all right."
"Is she pretty?"
"Suzy? Oh, yeah. She's young...lovely."
"Sexy?"
He chuckled. "When you're my age, all young women are sexy."
"Even me?" she caught herself asking.
"Especially you," he replied. "And I didn't mean that in a lecherous way," he added quickly. "I'm proud of you, proud of you as my daughter, and I'm very pleased that you're so attractive and, yes, so sexy."
"Tom," she said evenly, staring across the table at him, "let's forget that I'm your daughter."
"Pardon me?"
"I've lived all my life without a father-without a lot of regrets, I might add-and I can't see you suddenly filling a place in my life that never existed. I'd rather we established an honest relationship based upon friendship."
He thought about that for a minute, then nodded as he swallowed a mouthful of spaghetti. "That sounds reasonable enough, Katy. I don't think I'd feel comfortable with that hokey father-daughter stuff, anyway."
"In that case," she said, teasing him with a wink, "and considering your interest in sexy young women, I guess I'd better keep my bedroom door locked."
"There are no locks," he said with a grin. "There's never been any necessity-but so much for that." The conversation was taking a dangerous turn. "What have you been doing with yourself, stuck out here in the woods?"
"I've been exploring," she said. "I found a cool-looking swimming hole back there in the woods."
"You'd better be careful about that," he muttered. "The locals go there for skinny dipping."
"Oh?" she said with wide-eyed innocence. "You, too?"
"Sometimes."
She appeared shocked. "I can't imagine the whole town romping naked together."
"Not the whole town, sweetheart. Just the neighbors and a few others. And it's not as bad as it sounds. Once you get used to it, there's nothing really special about nudity. And, actually, it's the ultimate in honesty. You can't very well put on airs when your body is completely bared."
Katy laughed and started to gather the dishes. "So what are we waiting for? Let's do these dishes and take a dip before it gets dark."
Katy tried to still her anxiety as she moved deeper into the woods, following a step behind her father. She tried to deny the growing feeling of sexual excitement by concentrating on the beauty of the greenery that surrounded them and the birdsong that charmed the lush stillness. It was all so fresh and natural, and made the beauty of the city parks that she was used to seem artificial.
Tom squeezed her hand as they emerged onto the grassy oasis of the swimming hole. "Katy," her dad said, turning to her, "I'm glad that you came. I'm glad that we've had a chance to meet each other."
"I'm glad too, Dad-oophs! I mean, Tom. I keep forgetting that we're just friends."
"It was your idea," he said.
"And maybe it wasn't such a good one."
He touched her chin and turned her face up toward his. "How old are you, sweetheart?" he asked, looking searchingly into her eyes.
She smiled. "Twenty."
"Ah, to be young again."
"You're only as young as you feel."
"And right now I feel twenty," he said, as he reached for her and pulled her tightly against him.
Katy's gaze flicked down to his mouth and she held her breath, entranced by the way he took his time leaning closer and closer until his mouth covered hers. He kissed her slowly sweetly, almost reverently.
"Mmmmm," she murmured. "Did you kiss like that when you were twenty?"
"No," he murmured. "It used to be more like this...."
And when he lowered his head to kiss her again. Katy was startled as his tongue swept into her mouth. Not startled by the kiss, but that her own father would kiss her that way. And that she would welcome such a kiss, and want it to go on and on and on.
Forever.
She kissed him back hungrily, desperately, reaching up to meet him on the tips of her toes. She pulled him even more tightly against her, running her fingers through the soft hair on the back of his neck. All of her senses seemed to explode as she kissed him harder, deeper, as if this were the man she had been waiting for all her life.
"Well," Tom breathed as he pulled back, pushing her away to arm's length, breathing hard. Both alarm and elation were written on his face. "I don't know what to say...I'm sorry, I suppose."
"I'm not. That was...delicious."
"Oh, Katy, sweetheart," he murmured, as he leaned forward again. His daughter closed the gap between them, and his tongue traced the soft fullness of her lips.
The strength left her, and she threw her arms around his neck and joined in the kiss as her knees turned to water.
He cupped the cheeks of her ass through the shorts she was wearing and pulled her closer. His tongue slipped into her mouth and sent shivers of desire racing through her.
Limp in his strong arms, Katy felt his cock swell against her belly. She sighed and plunged her tongue deep into his mouth. Her hands clutched the muscles of his arms and felt his strength. It was a thrill just to touch him. His maturity was far more exciting than the youthful gropings that she was used to. The feel of his cock straining for her through their clothing sent chills of excitement running up and down her spine. It was crazy to feel this way about her own father. It was insane!
"God!" he groaned, as he felt her body tremble and her soft tits brush against his chest.
"So much for father-daughter," she muttered, breathing heavily.
"Yeah. It's more like lecherous old man, sexy young nymph."
She winked at him. "Or how about sexy old man and lecherous young nymph?"
He stared at her for a moment, then smiled. "Katy, you're something else." He reached out and touched her gently heaving tits. "But then I guess the younger generation is more sexually aware these days than they were in my time," he said, stroking the mounds through layers of fabric that covered them.
"Not me," she said.
"Why, sweetheart?" he asked, his hands toying with the sweatshirt she was wearing, lifting the bottom edge to bare the flesh of her belly. He stopped before revealing her tits.
"Oh, I don't know. I guess I just never found the right guy." Or girl, she thought, shaking all over. She was so confused. And now, here, with her own father was turning her on...making her long, shapely legs tremble with desire. Fire was beginning to burn in her insides, and the walls of her cunt were starting to moisten.
He smiled and ran his fingers over the soft, smooth flesh of her exposed belly. "Someday your prince will come," he hummed.
Trying to suppress her growing lust, Katy stepped back and jerked her shirt over her head. "I-I suppose we might as well get in the water," she said, trying to remain calm as she unhooked her bra.
"Yeah," her father said, watching as she exposed her tits to his gaze.
Her nipples tingled. "A-are they all right?" she asked, arching her back and causing her tits to jut provocatively, just as if she were posing for a young lover. The heat was growing inside her, and it felt like firecrackers were popping in her belly.
"They're perfect," he said, his look almost reverent as he stared at her tits. "May I?" he asked, reaching forward to gently stroke her tits.
"What can I say?" she asked lightly, trying to fake a careless laugh that caused her nipples to bounce between his fingertips.
"You could say no," he said as he leaned toward her and pressed a kiss to her mouth.
Say no? How could she? Her lush body collapsed in his arms as her tongue went wild in his mouth. Again, she felt his cock prodding her belly. She threw her arms around his neck and pressed her bare tits into the soft material of his shirt while he cupped the cheeks of her ass and pulled their bodies even closer together.
She covered his face with hot, wet kisses while her hands roamed his body. They pushed into the front of his shirt to roam in the matted hair of his chest. The desire she was feeling was stronger than any she held felt for a man. And he was her father!
"Daddy," she murmured, plunging her tongue deep into his mouth.
"Oh, Katy, baby," he groaned, his cock swelling against her. His hands massaged the cheeks of her ass. His hands stroked the mounds of her tits, then skimmed down her body to the waistband of shorts. His fingers worked with the hooks that held the waistband tight, and then the shorts were slipping over her hips and sliding down her thighs and her legs. A second later, her panties joined the puddle of material around her ankles.
He stepped back to view her naked loveliness. "You're as beautiful as your mother," he whispered, as his eyes roamed from the thrusting mounds of her heaving tits to the dark tangle of hair that covered her pussy. The soft curls were trimmed into a neat rectangle that ran from the untanned line of her bikini downward and between her thighs. "Is your mother still sexy-looking?" he asked, motioning for her to turn for him.
"Remarkably so," she commented, turning slowly so that her father could view her profile, "for a woman her age."
"like mother, like daughter."
"Lord, I hope not!"
She turned fully so that he could see her ass. It was immensely exciting to be doing this, posing, stark-naked, for a man in the middle of the woods. It was crazy, but what a thrill! Perhaps she had an exhibitionist streak.
And the man she was posing for was her father. But that made it all right, didn't it? They were family. She remembered friends talking about playing naked with their brothers. It was safe with a relative, because you couldn't really do anything, could you?
"Aren't you going to join me in a swim?" she asked, trying to stifle the growing feeling inside her.
"Maybe we shouldn't do this," he said, as he began to undress.
"Maybe we shouldn't," she agreed.
But a minute later, his pants were sliding down and her eyes gaped at the sight of his raging hard-on. It jutted out from between his legs like a bar of steel.
"I'm sorry," he said. "It's a natural reaction."
"Damn it!" she muttered, as she quaked with longing. Her skin tingled, and a flush came to her cheeks. There was a sprinkling of gray in the matting of hair that covered his chest, but it was thick and dark around the base of his belly where the thick root of his prick extended outward. "I wish you weren't my father!"
"We left that relationship back at the house," he grunted, his big dick bouncing as he tossed his clothing aside.
She felt her skin tingle as she remembered the words of another naked man: An unwritten rule...whatever happens here, stays here. God! This was a magical place!
Mesmerized as much by the magic of the place as by the sight of him, she moved toward him, her skin tingling.
He took her in his arms. "Katy, baby," he whispered, and he kissed her.
She melted in the passion of his kiss and the heat of his embrace. She could feel his cock pressing against her belly, unencumbered by clothing. It was hot, and hard. Her fingers became bolder as they slipped down his body. She touched his prick, squeezed it curiously, then explored the length of it with her fingertips from its thick base to the fat, rubbery knob at its end. She remembered the other man, the naked Adonis, she had seen at this very spot, and she wondered if his huge-looking cock was actually any bigger than the one that was in her hands. Which organ was the stronger one; which would give a woman the biggest thrill as it pumped her full of its manly cream?
"Oh, God, Katy," Tom whimpered, lifting her in his arms and carrying her to a grassy spot where he laid her down.
He was going to fuck her! Oh, God, her own father was going to fuck her with that big, sexy prick of his-the prick that had fucked her mother-the prick that had made her!
She pressed back in her bed of leaves, spread her legs and raised her arms to him.
"Come, Daddy. Come to baby. Fuck me, Tom! Fuck me like you did Mama!" she moaned.
Fiery lust filled Tom's eyes as they drank in the sight of his daughter's lush figure-her jutting tits, her rolling hips, her squirming ass. "You're a little bitch," he muttered.
She chuckled, then hissed, "Yes, yessss! I'm a big bitch. Fuck me! Fuck me with that big, beautiful cock of yours! Fuck me!"
Tom was startled by his daughter's complete surrender to her passion. She seemed so un-like the woman he thought he had grown to know in the past couple of days. Nothing had led him to believe that she would be so wanton in her desire. She was just like he was himself when he cast off the restraints and let himself go. God! She was a bitch! A true, wanton bitch!
Rising on his legs between her legs he chuckled and stroked his long cock teasingly before her eyes. "You like cock?"
She whimpered impatiently. "I don't know, Daddy. I've never had good cock-not really good cock-not like that."
"Well, I'm going to show you, sweetheart." He reached down and fondled her pussy, parting the swollen lips with his fingertips to expose her pink inner flesh. "I'm going to show you what this pussy is juicy for."
"Yes, yes! Show me what my pussy is for! Fuck me! Fuck me good!"
But Tom wasn't ready to end things so soon. God, he couldn't remember ever being so hot! This woman-his daughter, flesh of his own flesh-was really turning him on. He had to seize this moment and take advantage of it-it was something that was never going to happen again. It shouldn't be happening now. But if it was going to happen, he wanted to make the most of it.
Tearing his eyes away from the sight of her glistening cunt, he crawled over her until he was straddling her body with his ass over her tits and her hard, pointy nipples were just grazing his ass cheeks.
"Suck it, first," he grunted. "Suck my cock."
Her jaw dropped as she stared at the cock that stretched above her face. She had never examined one so closely. Not only could she see its dark, lacy lines, but she could feel its heat and smell its strong, male odor. And as she watched, a drop of thick fluid oozed from its tip to dangle on an elastic, inch-long thread just over her lips.
"Ooooooh, God!" Casting all reservations aside, she reached up with both hands to grasp his heavy balls with one while she tugged downward on the thick shaft with the other.
"Uhgghh," Tom grunted, jabbing his cock toward her mouth. "Suck it, Baby! Suck it for Papa!"
Her father's obscene demands thrilled Katy as her lips wrapped around his swollen cockhead. She robbed the juice from its end with a wet, sucking kiss. That first taste demanded another, and she pumped the shaft with her fist, trying to coax forth a steady flow of his tasty pre-cum goodness. Slowly, she sucked more and more of the love muscle in, thrilling to the throbbing of its blood-gorged veins as they passed through her lips.
"Suck it!" he demanded, her hot mouth driving him frantic with lust.
"Yes, Daddy," she crooned around her mouthful of throbbing man flesh. "Yes, yesss, yessss."
Her tongue swirled around the cock. She alternated, sucking, then licking...sucking, then licking. The organ was too big to fit comfortably all the way in her mouth, so one hand kept up a steady, stroking rhythm on its thick base while she sucked and licked...suck... lick...suck...lick;
Tom threw back his head and growled deliriously. "Suck it, girl!" His hips slammed forward.
She gasped audibly and paused as his manhood filled her mouth fully.
His fingers curled into her blonde tresses and held her face pressed to his crotch. As she started sucking again, he felt the pressure mounting in his balls.
"Here goes, Katy!" he suddenly warned. "Here I...aaaarrrghhhhhh!"
Katy sucked frantically as she felt his cock swell in her mouth. She tried to deny what was happening even as she was encouraging it. God, she couldn't be sucking a cock! Nasty, filthy-oh, good God!
His prick exploded in her mouth, spraying her throat with a stream of hot cock cream.
Katy gulped down her first taste of cum. Then, her nostrils flaring, she gripped his ass cheeks and sucked hard as another shot of hot, creamy cum flowed toward her belly. And then another. And another. Until the flow ended, and her cheeks relaxed.
Cock juice that had leaked from her mouth glistened on her cheeks as she pulled away and looked up at her father. "So this is the way fathers and daughters do it," she said gleefully, and a bit relieved. "Oral sex."
"No, sweetheart," he said, pushing her back down on the ground and moving to his knees again. He stared down at her pussy with lust-glazed eyes. "This is the way fathers and daughters do it."
Katy saw that her father's cock was becoming hard and thick again.
"Yes, Daddy!" she cried, reaching for it. "Fuck me. Put your cock in my cunt!"
Tom groaned as he felt his daughter's hand squeeze his cock while she begged him to fuck her. He slipped both hands around her hips and lifted her ass, angling her crotch upwards. Then his cock was sliding into his daughter's tight, wet pussy.
"Ohhhh, Daddy," she sighed, shivering as she felt her father's thick, hard manliness push deep inside her. Her pussy enfolded him all the way to the balls. A shudder swept her. She had never been penetrated so fully before.
She pulled her legs back and draped them over his shoulders as he dug in and began fucking her with an energetic rhythm. Her body rocked back and forth in the grass as his hefty cock slid in and out of her, each inch of its movement sending tantalizing thrills from her pussy to the far ends of her body.
"Mmmmm, Daddy, that feels sooo good! My pussy has never been so full of prick before. You're so big! So hot and hard!" She squealed excitedly as her whole body began to vibrate along with the throbbing of her pussy walls.
"Yeah, baby, and you're tight," Tom said, enjoying the tight clasp of his daughter's pussy around his cock. "Am I good."
"The best, baby. The best."
And she was. The best he'd ever had. Although they wanted to deny their relationship, there was something special about the father-daughter bond that made her the perfect fuck partner for him. Her lusts seemed to match his exactly.
With a heavy grunt, he shoved his prick all the way to the back of his daughter's pussy.
"G-G-God, Daddy," she groaned, her teeth chattering. "T-t-this is t-t-too fucking much!"
Katy lifted her ass from the ground and humped and twisted around her father's pounding thrusts. Working together, father and daughter fucked each other, their bodies in perfect time, their lust building at a matching pace.
And then, just when she thought she could stand it no more, Katy heard her father let out a shout and a liquid heat suddenly filled her insides.
"Oh, Daddy, I'm cumming!" she shrieked, as the throes of a powerful orgasm shattered her nerves. Her pussy released a flood of juice that mixed with the sex fluids her father was pumping into her hot hole. The love mixture squished out to smear his groin and ran lewdly down her legs. His rapid pace sent flicks of foam to decorate the outer fringes of her pussy patch.
"Uggghhh, aaarrrghhhh, ahhhhh!"
"Yes, yes, Daddy! Yes!"
Tom huffed, humping until even after his balls had emptied themselves within her warmth. When his prick was feeble and slapping uselessly between their bodies, he pulled away and rolled onto his back beside her.
"God, Katy...I...think I love you."
His naked daughter pushed up on one arm beside him and teased her fingers through the sweat-drenched curls that covered his chest.
"Tom-dear, dear friend, I know I love you," she said sweetly.