Chapter 1
Tom looked at his young daughter Donna. She was only sixteen years old. But he could see her breast development made it appear she was eighteen or older. Thinking of all the young, hot-blooded, virile males at the school who might be getting ideas about having sex with her, he was naturally worried. t
"Donna," he told her, "I don't want you fooling around with any of those good-for-nothings at high school. It's better if you don't date any of them."
The brown-eyed girl looked-up at her father innocently.
"Why do you say that, daddy?"
"Because," her father told her emphatically, "I don't want you winding up like the rest of those girls. They're either on drugs or having babies."
"What's wrong with having babies, daddy?" Donna asked innocently.
Her father looked at her as his anger became more intense.
"There's nothing wrong with having babies," he declared emphatically, "but there is something damned wrong if you get in the pregnancy class and have to quit your education."
Donna felt her father was getting horny. She knew that her mother had been gone for a week. She also knew that he usually had sex with her mother three times a week. She thought she might as well confront him. Walking over to him she looked at him and declared:
"You're just horny, daddy."
That did it. He grabbed her and told her emphatically, "You're not gonna get by with this. I'm gonna spank you."
Grasping his young, struggling daughter, he pulled her to a chair where he placed her over his knee. Throwing up her skirt and pulling down her panties, he was prepared to whip her bare ass cheeks.
"Stop it, daddy," Donna objected. "I'm a big girl now."
Her father paid no attention to her protests. He was determined to make his point.
"Listen, Donna," he said angrily, "you're not gonna get by with anything with me. Do you understand that?"
"Yes, yes," she told him, "I understand. Please, put me down."
Her father felt her buttocks and then he let a finger slip down between her ass cheeks. Before Donna knew what was happening, her father was plunging his finger into her vagina. She began pushing back on it as it felt good;
"Do you like that, darling?" he asked his daughter.
Donna nodded as she let her vagina reply. His finger picked up the signal. It felt good to him.
"Yes, daddy, yes," she begged, "I love it. Keep doing that to me."
It seemed as if she couldn't get enough of this. She loved having his hot hands slapping her buttocks. She loved the feel of his finger sliding in her vagina.
"Ohhh," she groaned, "stop it. Daddy, stop it!"
Her father wasn't about to stop. He was enjoying every moment of it.
Finally when young Donna had juiced, he rolled her over. Then he spread her legs and bent over. He looked at her pink pussy lips.
"Let's move over on the sofa," Donna suggested casually.
She got to her feet and then undressed. Tom walked over to the sofa and placing his hands on her pussy, bent over and pressed his lips against her pussy lips.
"Ohhh, daddy," she told him, "you shouldn't do that. You're awful."
Paying no attention to what his young daughter was telling him, Tom went on sucking at her mound. He found it a pleasurable experience. Using his index finger he inserted it right up her asshole. She pushed back on his finger, enjoying every erotic moment. Reaching down she gripped his head. Her hands wandered through his hair as he sucked at her hot, young fountain.
"Lick it," she begged passionately, "lick it, daddy."
With fever-paced tongue stabs he kept up with his licking, lapping motions. Donna loved it.
"Ohhh," she groaned, "now you're doing it. Just like that. Ohhh, daddy, keep sucking my pussy."
Her father went on sucking there. He nibbled her clit. Licking her velvety vagina walls, he once more closed his eyes, savoring the delicious odor of her as he sniffed.
"I've never been loved like this before," Donna panted as she threw one leg over his shoulder.
Her father pulled his nose out of her snatch and looked at her.
"I certainly hope not," he told her. "You're just a teenager."
Donna threw her head back and laughed. "But, daddy, you're doing me," she giggled. "That's different," he told her. She nodded as she shoved him back down over her muff.
"Go on and suck," she told him. "You've got me excited, now lick it."
It didn't take long for him to stick his tongue back in her. He loved the delicious aroma and taste of her. And he was bound and determined he was going to give her the kind of sexual thrills that he knew would fire her up.
"Ohhh, daddy," she told him, "you're too much. You're driving me ape."
The erotic fascination that she found with him was enormous.
"Lick me," she begged anxiously, "lick my pussy."
Pressing his mouth over her like a suction cup he once more earnestly, fervently tongue fucked her. It didn't take Donna long to climax. The erotic passions that she felt sweeping through her carried her over the brink into multiple climaxes. Joyously her father sucked her love juices.
"It's juicy, daddy," Donna exclaimed excitedly. "Lick me. Lick my pussy. Lick me, daddy."
Tom licked his young daughter's snatch clean. Finally when he pulled out he realized what he'd done and felt guilty.
"Forgive me," he said as he got to his feet and walked away from her.
That got Donna angry. Getting off the sofa she walked across the floor.
"Hypocrite," she sobbed. "You get me to have sex with you and then you apologize. What kind of crap are you trying to feed me?"
Her father was stunned and frustrated. He knew he'd done his best to stay away from her body. But this time the temptation had become more than he could bear.
"Forgive me, pumpkin," he told her as he looked down at her, "I didn't mean to."
Donna had her own ideas about right and wrong. But she made no bones about it as she snapped back to her father.
"Look, daddy," she told him, "you wanted to go down there and suck me. Nothing wrong with it. That is, unless you want to make something wrong about it."
Shaking his head he looked at her sadly. "I'm sorry," he told her. "I got you off on the wrong track." Donna glared at him.
"I thought you'd let me go down on you, daddy," she told him. "Now you probably got your kicks and I can't get mine."
Tom was frankly startled that his daughter spoke so boldly about sex. He couldn't help but wonder how many boys she'd gotten intimate with at high school.
"What do you know about going down on anybody?" he glared.
"I know I'd like to," Donna told him frankly.
"Real nice," he quipped quickly. "Real nice. Sixteen years old and giving head."
"I was doing it at fourteen," she told him. "Don't act so shocked."
At this point her father didn't care. He looked at her in a completely new light. It wasn't he who had violated her. It was someone else.
"Would you mind telling me who you did?" he demanded.
Donna threw her head back and laughed.
"If you think I'm gonna tell you," she told him, "you've got another think coming. There's such a thing as loyalty. I don't talk about people I have sex with. Maybe you do, daddy, but I don't."
That made her father feel somewhat secure.
"I've got to hand it to you, honey," he told her, "It's good to bite your tongue when people ask questions like that. I never should have asked."
Now Donna was more determined than ever that she was going to do it with him. Going over to him she unzipped his fly. Reaching in she began gently massaging his manhood. Tom enjoyed the thrilling feeling of her hand on his joint.
"Now, baby," he told her, "maybe we can do something. It does feel good when you play with my pecker."
Donna smiled triumphantly. She knew that it felt good. And she was more than willing to cooperate with anything her father wanted her to do. She teased and tugged on him until he was eager to go to the bedroom with her.
"We could do this better in the bedroom," he told her. "I don't like to take it out-here."
Together they walked up to the bedroom. Donna was so eager to see what her father looked like bare-ass naked that she helped him undress. Clasping his long, hard penis she let her tongue slip over the tip of it as she bent down.
"Ohhh, honey, worship it," he told her. "Love it for me."
It thrilled her that he seemed to get such a charge out of cock sucking. She determined she would suck him until he got so excited he would explode in her mouth. For she was eager to suck his load.
"Eat it, baby," he begged her anxiously. "Suck it off. That's how you do it. Suck that cock. Suck it off."
With determination and zeal she sucked on his penis head. She played with his balls. But there were other things she wanted to do. Finally slipping her mouth off his slick cock she got to her feet.
Tom was disturbed. He didn't like the idea of Donna teasing him. He felt certain that was exactly what she was doing. Why had she stopped in the middle of a cock suck?
"Baby," he told her, "I don't like you doing that.
You get down there and suck. Suck me good."
"We can do it better on the bed, dad," she told him. "I'll toss in an ass lick or two."
Her father was surprised to hear her talk like this. He remembered once he had tried to get a whore in Korea to lick his asshole and it hadn't worked out.
"Have you taken that up, too?" he asked her as he realized his daughter seemed to know the whole lexicon of a regular slut.
"I know everything," she told him. "Lie on your stomach, daddy, and I'll slip my tits back and forth across your ass. You'll like it."
Tom wasn't so certain. Nevertheless, he was willing to experiment with her. Having gone this far he figured he might as well go the rest of the way.
Donna straddled her father and lowered herself over him. She swung her big bosoms back and forth across his ass cheeks.
"Hey, that feels good," he told Donna.
This excited her. It ignited her passion to please him some more. She pressed her big boobs down hard against his ass and then let her tongue slip between his ass crack. With generous tongue-lashing movements she surged right up his rectum.
"Suck my asshole," he told her. "I love it. Go ahead and stick your tongue up my asshole."
She plunged her tongue right up his rectum. This got him all turned on.
"Tongue fuck my ass," he begged her anxiously. "That's how, Donna, baby. Tongue fuck it."
Obediently his young, sixteen-year-old, brown-eyed daughter swung her tongue right up his rectum. She clasped his round buttocks and squeezed them as she licked.
Tom could never recall having had anyone who would give him such a tremendous time. It was too bad it had to be his own daughter who obviously turned on with him this way. But she was as horny for him as he was for her. So he didn't put the blame on himself.
"Keep your tongue slipping up my asshole," he begged her anxiously. "Now you're licking it. Lick it good. Oh, wow!"
She kept her tongue sliding up his rectum. And at the same time she teased and toyed with the back of his balls. He loved this erotic sensation.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Just like that. Oh, baby, you're beautiful."
She knew how to entertain him. And it wasn't going to be long before he was ready to explode his load. Tom was all revved up. He was eager for Donna to let her mouth slide over his long, meaty cock.
"Hey, baby," he warned her, "don't suck my ass anymore. I'm ready to shoot my wad in your mouth."
It pleased Donna that he was speaking so bluntly. She liked to hear a man talk dirty.
Slipping her tongue from his tight anal channel she slapped his buttocks playfully.
"Roll over, tiger," she told him, "and you're gonna get the cock suck of your life."
Clasping his huge, throbbing male member she let her mouth slip over it generously.
"Suck it off," he whispered. "Suck, baby, suck. That's how you do it. Lick it. Suck my cock. Suck my cock off. Ohhh, baby, you're beautiful. Lick it. Suck my sweet dick."
Donna's mouth moved energetically up and down the length of his shaft. She was sucking smoothly now.
"Eat it," he commanded as he reached down to grip her head, guiding her down over his penis. "Suck it out," he panted as he pumped into her. "Suck, baby, suck it off."
His hot, sweet cum was about to explode.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Just keep sucking. Ohhh, baby, you're beautiful. What a cock sucker."
Throwing one leg over her shoulder he pressed his hot thigh against her cheek.
"Lick daddy's dick," he commanded. "Ohhh, I love it when you tease it with your tongue."
Donna had some other ideas. She took his ball sac in her hand and massaged back and forth as if it was a sack of marbles. She loved feeling his big, swelling balls. She could feel how aroused he was becoming as she sucked.
"Suck my cock off," he told her. "Suck, baby, suck."
All of a sudden his cock exploded in her mouth. He was really loaded. The hot, sweet cream erupted from his penis tip in cascades of cum.
"Eat it," he told her. "Swallow my load. Oh, Donna, baby, what a cock sucker. Suck it off. Now you're sucking. Suck, baby, suck."
Donna sucked the hot cream out of his cock and finally slid her mouth off. Looking at her father now with new-found wonder and delight, she let out a small squeal of joy.
"Oh, daddy, I love to eat your pecker," she smiled. "I really do. I guess I'm whacky. I guess I'm a sex freak. But I know I like to go down on you, daddy."
Her father looked at her lovingly. Removing his leg from her shoulder he brought her up to where he could embrace her. She lay on top of him, letting her breasts caress his chest. Tears were streaming down her eyes.
"What's wrong, pumpkin?" he asked her. "Didn't I taste sweet enough?"
Donna shook her head.
"It wasn't that, daddy," she explained. "You were too good. It was delicious. I loved every sticky, sweet drop of your cum."
It perplexed and puzzled him to have his daughter talk like this.
"But why would you cry then?"
Donna sobbed some more. Finally in broken sentence fragments she revealed her innermost fears, secrets, longings and desires.
"I'll tell you why, daddy," she whimpered. "It's because ... it's because I ... I know I will never find a man I love as much as you."
This so impressed Tom that he wrapped his arms lovingly around Donna and held her closely. He let his tongue caress her lips.
"Darling," he told her, "that's the most beautiful thing any woman ever said to me."
Donna was amazed to discover that her mother had been an inadequate lover.
"Didn't mom ever tell you that?" she asked in disbelief.
Shaking his head he told her that she hadn't.
"That's dreadful," she exclaimed. "Oh, daddy, that's really awful."
Donna was dismayed to make this discovery. But she didn't let it stop her.
"Daddy, I'll make up for everything mom cheated you on," she told him. "Don't you worry."
Once more Tom was prompted to kiss her. He patted her bare behind.
"I guess I'm an evil sinner," he told her, "but I'm a good fuck. Right?"
Through tear-stained eyes Donna looked at him. The blur in her eyes and the blur in her brain did not prevent her from knowing the clearness of her heart speaking.
"I love you, daddy," she whispered. "I love you a hell of a lot."
He understood. But he understood something more. His daughter was too serious. He didn't want her to get such a crush on him. He didn't feel as though he could cope with it.
"Play it cool," he told her, "don't get carried away."
Donna couldn't play it cool anymore.
"I'll try, daddy," she told him, "but it won't be easy, because I really do love you."
The tone of her voice told Tom she meant it with all of her heart. This only increased the pleasure, that he felt as her body pressed against his in a most erotic manner. However, it also told him of trouble to come.