"The family gets it on" - читать интересную книгу автора (Allen Donna)

CHAPTER SIX

Now it was Jodie who felt neglected. Rick and Rona began spending a lot of time together. In the house they talked and giggled privately and together they took up tennis. Or so they said. Whenever they would go off swinging their rackets, Jodie wondered if they weren't actually going off somewhere to fuck.

Even Jamie was neglecting her. He had a new girlfriend and the teenager found herself turning to her father for comfort and company.

One Saturday morning she was sitting at the breakfast table with Bob when her mother and uncle dashed in giggling. They had a quick cup of coffee and then Rona tied her cardigan around her neck as they rose up.

"Fix lunch for your father, will you, baby?" she said, as she kissed Bob goodbye. "We have the court in five minutes and I don't want to waste a second of it. Your uncle's been beating me lately." She shot Rick a teasing glance which didn't escape her daughter.

Bob nodded as Rick followed on Rona's heels out of the house. "You don't have to stick around for my sake," he said.

"I don't mind, Daddy," Jodie said, chewing on her toast.

Bob sipped his coffee and continued reading his newspaper. His reading glasses slipped down his nose and he glanced up at Jodie. "Feeling blue, honey?" he said.

"Jamie's got a new crush," she said with a sigh. It was true, but that wasn't what was troubling the teenager.

"And what else?" he said. He was too wise to be deceived.

Jodie rose up and took their plates to the sink. "Nothing else, Daddy," she said.

"Does it have something to do with Uncle Rick?"

She flushed as she rinsed the plates under the hot water. "No, I told you, Jamie's got a crush."

"He's your brother," Bob said gently. "He's not your boyfriend."

"I know." She sat down again and Bob's eyes flickered over her tits.

"You sunbathing today?" he said, taking his glasses off and rubbing his nose.

"Yeah, that's why I'm wearing this." She tugged at her bikini top. She hadn't realized how much of her tits showed.

"Don't try to cover them up," Bob smiled. "They're quite lovely."

"Oh. Daddy!"

"Well, they are, baby," he said, pushing his cup away. "Maybe I'll join you in the yard."

She cocked her head and smiled nervously. "Are you just being nice to me or do you really want to sunbathe?"

"A little of both."

She rose up and as she did when she was small she plopped down onto his lap. She settled down, her arms around his neck and hugged him. "You're the best daddy in the world," she sighed.

She kissed his cheek and then suddenly he turned his face and she was kissing his lips. "I'm sorry, Daddy," she said, her cheeks turning pink.

She met his gaze and neither of them laughed. He cupped her chin and with a ragged groan he kissed her mouth. She responded instinctively by sending her tongue soaring into his mouth. He sucked on her tongue and gently fondled her tits through her skimpy bikini top.

She shifted her ass around and he widened his thighs and she felt the bulge between his legs. "Oh, Daddy, we're kissing," she said.

"I guess so, baby," he said.

"It feels funny."

"It'll be our secret."

"Yes, our secret."

He chuckled as he stroked her thighs. "You always did love secrets."

She took a deep breath and her tits threatened to burst the tiny cups of her swim suit. He squeezed and caressed her nubile mounds and she opened her mouth and accepted his tongue.

"I'm not a virgin, Daddy," she whispered. "I'm not surprised," he said.

"I can feel your cock, Daddy," the teenager said.

"I know, honey," Bob said. "You're sitting on it."

She giggled. "It's getting hard."

"You ought to feel it from this end."

She deliberately wiggled her ass on his lap. "If you take it out I'll play with it."

"Oh, you will, will you?" he chuckled. "And who taught you to play with a cock?"

"Please take it out, Daddy."

"I never could refuse you anything." He knew what they were doing was wrong and it was his responsibility because he was older and wiser and the parent. But he couldn't help himself. He and Rona had a good marriage, but lately the sex with her bored him. Happily she wasn't too demanding lately. He knew she and Rick were probably making it and he didn't much care. But the feel of his teenage daughter on his lap made his dick throb and he couldn't resist her.

He moved his hand to his crotch and she shifted her weight so he could reach his zipper. He tugged it down and took her hand and moved it inside his fly.

She brought his dick out and squeezed it hr her tiny fist. She wiggled around and held on to his prick and they kissed again. His hands were all over her and she clung desperately to his dick and managed to pump it up and down. But the position was precarious and eventually he put her down and rose up.

"Take that thing off," he said and the teenage girl peeled her bikini bottom off.

He grabbed her again and pulled her back onto his lap, but now he was able to fondle her naked pussy and lush ass. She felt all quivery and wet and she shut her thighs around his hand and pursed her lips as he plunged a finger into her cunthole.

"Ooooohhhhh, Daddy!" she sighed.

"Should Daddy give you a come?" he said.

"I want you to fuck me."

"Oh, baby, I will!"

They kissed again, hot kisses and wet kisses and all the while their hands were all over each other. The teenager's twat was getting wetter by the minute and his finger slid eagerly into her cunt.

Suddenly he was lifting her up and she was touching his dick. "Sit on it, baby," he said.

She felt helpless to stop now and she placed one foot on the chair and used it for leverage as she positioned her pussy over his up thrust dick.

It was difficult to fuck in this position, but father and daughter were too excited to care.

He rubbed his cockhead against her gulch and she pushed down, trying to force it inside her.

She was in a frenzy of passion, but Bob lifted her up by the hips and sank his thick fuckpole all the way into her teenage twat.

"It's in!" she gasped.

He gritted his teeth and held onto her hips as he moved up and down on the chair. He was buried to the hilt inside her and her tongue lolled out of her mouth as the wild sensations in her cunt erupted.

"Daddy, we're fucking," she said.

"Move your ass, baby," he said.

She bounced up and down, clinging to his neck. But it was he who was doing the fucking. It was, he who was holding her hips and moving her bodily up and down his fuckpole.

It felt so good to the teenage girl she forgot everything in the world except her father's dick. She whimpered with delight when his cock rasped against her lust-stiffened little clit. When Bob clamped his lips over one of her tits and sucked hard, she rocked in a frenzy of lust.

"Daddy, I'm coming!" she gasped.

"Let it out, baby," he said.

"Oh, yes!" Her blonde hair flying, she rocked her head from side to side as the wondrous sensations flooded her senses.

As she came her cunt gripped his prick, but Bob used every ounce of control he could muster. Now that he was finally fucking his adorable daughter, he had no intention of dropping his load so soon.

With the expertise that only maturity can bring, he continued pumping his cock into her teenage gash and the overheated girl gurgled with excitement. At one point his cock was in so deep, she thought she felt him in her throat.

Every ounce of her being trembled with sexual need. Fucking her father was as good as fucking her uncle. Maybe even better because she loved her father more.

She clung to him, laughing and crying and having one orgasm after the other and he held her tight and soothed her when she could take no more.

"Relax, baby," he said, kissing her tenderly.

"Oh, Daddy, it's so good!"

"Daddy's here," he said, untying her bikini top. "Daddy's here and he's going to fuck his little girl again."

She slipped from his lap and he rose up. Hand in hand they left the kitchen and walked upstairs. They went into her bedroom and he closed the door and he held her close as they felt each other's heartbeat.

The teenager sat down on the bed and her father moved with her. He stood before her and she found his prick a few inches from her face.

"Get on the bed, Daddy," she said, and Bob climbed onto the bed and lay still while she stared at his dick through narrowed eyes.

He pushed a pillow under his head and reached for her. "Come here, you little darling," he said.

She untied her halter top and fell over on top of him. They rolled around on the bed like two strong young animals. For a moment Jodie felt there was no age difference and no familial barriers.

"You're a dishy kid," Bob said, stroking her hair.

She bent down and took his cock in her hand. It had softened slightly, but she stroked it gently and bent over to kiss the moist tip. Bob sighed when she darted the tip of her tongue over his silken-skinned cockhead.

"Oh, fuck, I can't believe I'm letting my own kid give me head," he said as she took his prick-knob inside her lips and chewed it lightly.

"I love giving head," she said, her tongue darting and probing and licking with feathery strokes.

"Take it in deeper, baby," Bob said, clutching the delicate back of her neck.

"I will, Daddy," she said, closing her mouth around his tool and twisting her lips as she sucked.

With loving lips, she drew it into her mouth. His cock stirred at her touch and she felt it harden in the wet warmth of her eager mouth. A look of utter contentment crossed his face and the teenage girl smiled and resolved to gin him the best blow-job he ever had.

She not only remembered everything Uncle Rick had taught her, she remembered what Jamie had liked too. Now she cupped her father's balls and fondled them carefully. She knew they were sensitive and easily bruised. The tiny little marbles inside his ball-bag jumped around and the feel of the skin covering his balls fascinated her.

A man's sex was much more interesting to the teenager than a woman's. She thought her own pussy was rather boring and didn't understand why boys found it so fascinating. The most exciting thing was turning a man on. She creamed her panties just feeling a cock get stiff in her hand. She wondered what Jamie would say if he knew she had fucked their father. She felt strangely grown up now, almost womanly, since she'd fucked both her sexy uncle and her father. Jamie was still a kid in many ways. He fucked lots of girls, but they were just kids. She had the experience with adults. Jamie was still a boy.

She thought about the way her boyfriends fumbled when they felt her up. Grown men were much more fun. They didn't fumble. They knew exactly what they wanted and what she wanted too. She sighed, slipping her lips halfway down her father's fuckpole. Boys were so dopey. She much preferred men her father's age.

Now Bob reached down and clutched her tits while she munched on his dick. She squealed and combed her fingertips through his cock-bush and spread her legs.

She shifted her body around so her father could reach her cunt and he quickly moved a hand between her legs and stroked her twat. It was amazing how quickly she became turned on. She'd come so good downstairs in the kitchen and yet she was hot all over again.

She moved one leg up so her cunt gaped open. Bob found her excited little clit and took it between two fingers. He squeezed it gently and she swirled her tongue eagerly up and down his prick. Her body tingled all over. Fucking her father was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to her.

He groaned now and forced a finger into her pussy. She spit his prick out and buried her lips against his ball-bag. Father and daughter were silent. Words seemed unnecessary. His cock strained upward and she tilted it back to take it in her mouth.

His erection seemed to be growing. She thought about the terminology. Erection. Hard-on. Hard-on was raunchier. She liked the word. Erection was so clinical.

She automatically licked the oozing tip of his prick while she ran her hands teasingly inside his inner thighs. Uncle Rick had taught her that a man likes the same things a woman likes. She loved when a man caressed her sensitive inner thighs so she assumed her father did too.

She felt, him trembling and she did too. Everything was so new to her, but he seemed to be trying everything for the first time too. And in a way it was true. She was his only daughter and this was their first time together.

She knew what a huge step this was for him.

"Don't be sorry, Daddy," she whispered, pressing his saliva-moistened prick to her cheek.

"I'm trying not to, baby," he said.

Suddenly he took her head between his strong hands and plunged his dick into her throat. The feel of the teenager's tongue and lips on his fuck-meat made him forget all the taboos he'd learned all his life.

The blonde teenager gazed up at him, startled by the sudden intensity of his thrusting. Her eyes smoldered and she held her head perfectly still as he ravaged her mouth.

And then he was pulling her up, guiding her lithe body next to him on the bed and he was inside her and they were riding together toward a crest of total passion.

His cock soared inside her snatch and she wrapped her legs around his waist and let all the wonderful, incestuous sensations wash over her. For the first time she felt they were truly one. Her body merged with his. Their juices mingled. He felt young and powerful and animal-like and she felt more like a woman than ever.

The fuck surpassed her wildest dreams. They kissed hotly and Bob plunged his tongue in and out of her mouth as he plunged his dick in and out of her cunt.

"Fuck!" he gasped, riding her like a bronco.

They moved together as one in the tempo of love, the age-old lusty tempo of two bodies in tune. And then it became even more wonderful when he rolled over and pulled her on top of him and she straddled him while he directed the fucking.

She wiggled her ass and her tits flopped around as he rammed his dick into her twat. He held her hips and she moved in a way that tightened her cunt on his dick.

"Fuck, baby, fuck!"

"Yes, Daddy, yes!"

Without missing a stroke he was on top again and fucking her faster and harder. Each time he pulled out his prick rasped against her clit and with each stroke he filled her love tunnel more deeply.

His face was taut and his concentration intense as their mutual orgasm approached. She knew they would come together. It was inevitable. It would be the perfect ending to the perfect fuck.

He grunted when the fire erupted in his loins and when she fell his jism spewing into her body she came too. He rode her more fiercely than before. His strokes were almost brutal. But the ferocity of his thrusts only spurred her to new heights of passion and her teenage cunt gripped his dick in a strangle-hold.

"Oh, Daddy!" she swooned at the end when he collapsed next to her. "Oh, Daddy, that was super!"