"Naughty hot nurse" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ingram David)

CHAPTER NINE

Sarah pulled into the driveway and went into the house quickly. She was steaming mad and wanted to get on with it before she lost her nerve. Her father was sitting on the couch reading and was already in his pajamas. She gave a quick glance at her watch. God, it was after eleven o'clock!

"Hi, darlin'. What brings you home at this hour?" Herb Bennett said.

"Where's the old… where's mom?" Sarah snorted.

"Honey, you know she isn't home."

"I didn't know."

"She's gone to her sister's for a few days. I told you that on the phone day, before yesterday."

"Oh, I forgot," Sarah said, the steam suddenly gone.

"Well, gosh, come on in, anyway, I'm glad to see you. What did you want to see her about?"

"Nothing important, Dad," Sarah said meekly. She really loved her dad and suddenly realized how she must look. "I… I really can't stay."

"Oh, come on in. You can stay for, a few minutes." Then he noticed that her hair was mussed, her skirt too short, her heels too high, her blouse too tight and unbuttoned more than half way. Her luscious tits were plainly in view. He swallowed hard. She wasn't the same daughter who had left home only a short time ago. This girl looked too… uh, too sexy. Sarah had moved away shy and innocent and was now she was a woman of the world.

"You've been drinking," he said.

"How could you tell?" Sarah said, giggling.

"The way you look, your eyes, and the slur in your speech."

Sarah saw the bottle of bourbon and half filled glass on the end table beside her daddy and pointed an accusing finger. "Daddy, you've been drinking, too. You know mamma doesn't allow liquor in the house."

"Mamma isn't here now, Goddammit," he snapped in a rare display of temper. "I'm sorry, Sarah."

"That's okay, Daddy. You know, that's the first time I ever heard you swear. I kind of like it. You're attractive when you're angry."

"Don't put me on, honey. Come over here and tell me what you've been doing."

She went to the couch and sat beside him. "I really shouldn't – you'd be shocked."

"Have you been doing things you shouldn't? Naughty things?"

"I don't think they're naughty but you and mamma would."

"I'm sure mamma would. Your blouse is unbuttoned."

"It's okay, I'm wearing a bra," she said and opened her blouse wide. The sheer net bra barely covered her nipples and was so close to transparent that it didn't need to.

He knew he should scold her and tell her to button up and act like a lady, but he didn't. He just stared.

"Can I have a drink of your whiskey? I'm almost sober."

"Do you drink a lot?" he asked and handed her the half-filled glass.

"Yes," she answered. "Do you?"

"Not usually, but sometimes"

Herb Bennett was seeing his daughter as he had never imagined – and more of her, too! He couldn't keep his eyes off her tits. He was glad Clara was gone. She would have been in hysterics.

Sarah tipped up the glass, thrusting out her tits more than necessary. She took one good swallow and handed it back to Herb.

"Have one with me," she said.

He drained the glass. "I needed that, Sarah. I've never seen you like this before!"

"Or as much of me," she said and pulled off her blouse. It fluttered to the floor, followed quickly by her bra.

"Sarah, my God!" he croaked.

"It's okay, you're my daddy. I'm sure you've seen me completely naked before."

"Yes, but you were just a little girl."

"I'm a big girl now. Do you like my tits, Dad?"

"I… I… yes, they're," he stammered, but didn't finish.

He knew he should chastise her and make her stop, but he didn't want her to stop. He was afraid that if he said anything, anything at all, she would quit acting the way she was acting. He felt his cock hardening in his pajamas.

"I need another drink," he said.

"Me, too," Sarah said. "I like being drunk, not too drunk, but a little drunk."

"It's a good feeling," he said and filled the tumbler.

He quickly drank half, feeling feelings he knew he shouldn't be feeling. He should have been disgusted, should have demanded that Sarah get her clothing back on and leave immediately and never come back! Instead, he handed her the half glass of whiskey.

Sarah took another swig and decided she'd had enough. She didn't want to get too drunk. Her glow was perfect – she felt free and happy, completely uninhibited, and gloriously horny. And her daddy was interested, she could tell.

"Finish it, Dad, and catch up with me. I feel marvelously drunk. Do you really like my tits, I mean really?" She lifted them with her palms and rolled the hard nipples between thumbs and fore fingers, her confidence in his male weakness growing.

"Yes," he said and drained the glass.

He could really feel the liquor now and it helped. His inhibitions were slipping away, increasing his desire for the forbidden. He watched her roll her hard nipples, wanting to do it himself.

Sarah looked into his eyes, saw the lust, and realized what had been on her mind ever since Ruth first told her about her incest with Drew. She had already jacked-off more than one man, why not her daddy? Or why not give him even more? He must need it being married to mom.

"Would you like to feel my tits, Daddy?" she said, cautioning herself to go slowly. His reaction so far was the exact opposite of what she had expected, but it could change if she rushed things.

She didn't realize that the outcome had already been determined. She could go as fast or slow as she wanted, it would make no difference to her father. He would go along.

Herb Bennett hesitated, tried to reason with himself and regain his sanity, but he couldn't. All he could think of was sex and this luscious young woman, this cunt who was exposing herself to him. So it was his own daughter, so what? At that moment, he wasn't positive that he hadn't wanted her sexually for a long, long time.

He remembered walking by her half open door and stopping to watch her undress. It had given him a hard-on and he had carefully watched for a repeat performance but it had never happened again. He remembered how, when she was almost a mature woman, he had actually gone outside and looked in the window when he knew she was bathing. He got a hard then, too, and had felt terribly ashamed.

But he didn't feel ashamed now, and the word incest was rolling enticingly through his mind. His cock grew harder. He reached out, his hands trembling, and laid them softly on her tits.

She took her hand away and let him feel. "Do my tits feel good, Daddy? Are they nice and soft? Rub the nipples, make them harder."

"Oh, God, Sarah, baby, they feel wonderful," he said, his fingers pinching the nipples, timidly at first, then with more pressure.

"Oooooh, I like that, do it more!" Sarah cried.

She was glad the evening had worked out the way it had because she was really ready now. She wanted a fuck as badly as she ever had and her own daddy would take good care of her. He would play with her, excite her, and then fuck her.

"Do you have a hard-on, Daddy?" she asked.

She didn't wait for him to answer before she put her hand on the front of his pajamas. He was hard, God, he was hard, and much bigger than she had expected, bigger than Drew! It seemed funny that a girl rarely even thought of her daddy as having a cock, let alone a big, hard one. She could wait no longer. With mounting excitement, she reached inside and clutched his pulsing prick.

Her father sat transfixed, unable to move, unable to speak, unable to stop her. "Baby, baby, my little Sarah baby," he finally moaned.

She held his cock tightly and drew it from the front of his pajamas and stared at the big, gorgeous prick protruding from her fist. It was uncircumcised, the head almost completely covered with the thick foreskin.

"I want to see it naked," Sarah cried and rolled the skin down slowly until it was stretched tight, then brought it all the way up, then down, then up, then down…

"Oh God, baby, that feels so good," he moaned. "Are you… are you going to make me come?"

"Not yet, Daddy, not this way. I have much more in mind for you. Lean down and kiss my tits, honey. I'll keep pulling on your cock. I'll masturbate you more, but I'm not going to let you come yet."

Herb leaned down and looked closely at one ripe, red nipple. It was so hard, stood out so much, and was so red – he'd never seen Clara's look like that, never! He wet his lips with his tongue, kissed the nipple lightly, then kissed it again, and finally pursed his lip and drew it in.

"Oh, Daddy, I like that!" Sarah said, pushing against his mouth. "Kiss them, suck them! Yes, yes, it excites me so. Do the other one now. Love them both, make them both hard."

She closed her eyes and held his cock hard in her hand while he sucked her nipples. It felt good, but she wanted more and quick – they could do these things later. She pushed his head away.

"I want to kiss you, too, Daddy!" she panted and quickly bent down and planted her puckered lips over the end of his drooling cock. The drool was clear and salty, she sucked it into her mouth. Herb Rennet thought he was in heaven. He had always wanted a girl to suck his cock and now his beautiful, young daughter was doing just that. "Suck it, honey. Oh God, suck my cock!" he cried.

Sarah let her wet lips slide down over his cock knob. She sucked him expertly, tasting the salty ooze, slowly massaging his prick with her fingers. She continued until she knew he was about to come and then stopped suddenly. His first come was going to be in her cunt.

"I like sucking your prick, Daddy. I'll suck you all the way later, much later, when you think you can't possibly get another hard-on," she said. "Would you like to kiss me now?"

"God, honey, what have I been doing?" he said, leaning forward.

"No, I don't mean on my mouth or titties, I mean somewhere else, somewhere much lower." She lifted her skirt to reveal her naked cunt. "I mean down here. I want you to kiss my pussy, Daddy."

His eyes widened at the sight of her hairy cunt. He had never kissed a cunt before, but he had always wanted to. He had frequently fantasized about it as he masturbated to orgasm. And now it was actually going to happen, and with his beautiful, twenty-year-old daughter! Her fat pussy lips were parted, revealing her pink cunt. It was covered with black hair, wet black hair, curling in little ringlets along her pussy.

"I… I, oh God," he stammered.

"You don't want to?" Sarah said.

"God, yes. Sarah, I've never wanted anything more!"

"Have you ever kissed Mother there?"

"God, no! I've never kissed anyone there."

"I thought not, Daddy. Well, get on your knees in front of me and kiss your first pussy. It's waiting for you. It wants you to kiss it so it can kiss you back," Sarah said, holding her skirt high and letting her legs loll wide apart.

Herb Bennett fell to his knees in front of his daughter, looked directly into the open cunt, and buried his face in her wet, reeking mass. It was ripe and pungent, leaking copious, slippery juices.

"Oh, Daddy, yesssss! Kiss it, suck it, push your tongue inside me," Sarah cried.

He covered her cunt with his mouth, sucking, licking and pushing up into her. What he lacked in experience, he made up for in fervor. He delighted in the strong smell and the slippery wetness. On the rare occasions when Clara had been hot, he had smelled her just lying beside her, and wanted desperately to kiss her pussy and taste of her ripe femaleness, but he had never dared. His daughter didn't smell as strong as his wife, but it was good enough for now. He ate her ravenously.

"Oh, Daddy, that feels so good! I could let you do it all night, but I want you to fuck me. Do you want to fuck me, Daddy?"

He lifted his face from her open legs. "Yes, Sarah, I want to fuck you," he said.

"Let's go in the bedroom. I want you to take me on your bed, on yours and mamma's bed. Fuck me where you should be fucking mamma. Fuck me and fuck me and fuck me and…"

He got to his feet, lifted her to hers, and led her to the bedroom. The covers were hurriedly turned down and they were both quickly naked. Sarah fell onto the bed on her back and spread her legs for him. Herb stood and looked at her, his cock jutting straight out from his belly, the end throbbing and wet with desire.

"Oh, Daddy, honey, your cock is so big! Come here, quickly, put it in. I want it so."

He came down over her, his prick dangling above her belly. It really was a big cock, long, and very thick. "Can you take it all, honey?" he asked.

"God, yes, Daddy, I've been fucked before and by more than one man," she cried. "Now it's your turn. Fuck me, Herb, fuck me and make me come."

He brought his cock down between her legs and she grabbed it quickly and pushed the head into her open cunt. Sarah was more than ready, she was in need, and the big prick moved in effortlessly, an inch, then two, then three.

"Keep going," she grunted, "get it all the way in! I want to feel all of it, all of it."

He sighed while his prick pushed into her cunt. It was so tight and yet so agreeable to accept him. His daughter was surely a slut. She must have fucked so many men to be able to take his cock so easily.

"There, Sarah, you have it all," he said when he hit bottom. "I'm going to fuck you now, and fuck you hard! I may come too quickly this time, but I hope you've had experience because I'm going to fuck you until I can fuck no more. You're a little slut, a whore, a disgrace to your God-fearing mother. Oh God, Sarah you feel so good. I love you so much. I've wanted to do this to you for so long."

"Yes, Daddy, yes, fuck me hard. Come quickly if you need to. Ooooooh, Daddy, darling, it feels good! I'm coming… wonderful! Good, good, good…"

Her daddy was coming, too. He had a lot of come saved up and his thick spunk spurted into her, wad after wad of slippery goo.

"Oh shit, baby, I couldn't stop, I had to come inside you. Feels good, so fucking good," he moaned, thrusting his prick in and out, draining his heavy spill completely into his daughter's hungry pussy. He kept going until he was sure her belly held his every drop and then fell heavily against her.

"It was good, Daddy, the best it's ever been," Sarah sighed.

"Yes, yes, the best ever for me, too."

He let his cock slip free and rolled off onto his back. "I needed that, honey. You have no idea how much."

"I can guess, Daddy," Sarah said. "Tell me, do you and Mother ever fuck?"

"Not anymore. She's just not interested in sex."

"God, it must be awful for you! She must be nuts."

"No, she has a low sex-drive, always, has. It's not her fault."

"You're too good, too tolerant, Daddy." She scrambled to her feet. "I'll get us some cigarettes and we'll talk some more." She was gone only a moment before she returned. She lit two and lay down beside him. "Now talk! Tell me about your sex life."

He took a deep drag of smoke. "Well, the last time I fucked your mother was… God, it was over fifteen years ago."

"Jesus, Dad! How could you stand it?"

"It wasn't always easy, but I still feel guilty doing it with you. It's not right."

"It is right. I wanted you to fuck me." She put her cigarette in an ash tray and took hold of his cock. "And I want you to fuck me again, not just tonight, but often. I owe it to you to make up for her."

"Oh, baby, you're so sweet and I love you so much." He kissed her, a long lingering kiss. "I wasn't always faithful. I had to get my nuts off now and then. Remember Mrs. Nelson across the street?"

"Yes. She's a sexy broad. I always thought she was good-looking."

"She is a sexy broad and she was hot, too. I fucked her at least once a week for almost ten years. God, I hated to see her move away. The first time I fucked her was on your mother's birthday. I had a surprise party for her. I'd have left your mother and married her, but Janice wouldn't leave her husband. He's an invalid, you know. God, we were so in love. I think we snuck around and got together for a fuck every day at first. I had other women, too. A young gal at the office, and a couple of married women I met at bars, and at least three whores know me by my first name. So you see, I haven't been so lily-white myself."

"I'm glad, and it thrills me to think of you fucking other women." She continued to stroke his cock and it was half hard again. "Do you jack-off a lot, I mean now that Mrs. Nelson has moved?"

"Yes, at least once a day. Unless I visit one of my whores or something else turns up."

"You won't have to jack-off tonight, Daddy. Something else has turned up."

"Oh God, honey, I bate myself, but suck my cock a little, get it good and hard so I can fuck you again."

"I'll do better than that, Daddy. I'll suck you off, nurse on your gorgeous prick until you come. And I'll take you all the way and let you come in my mouth. And I'll swallow it, too!"

Sarah turned on the bed and lowered her face to his crotch, her mouth open. She kissed his cock head wetly and slowly pushed down, his cock going into her mouth. She took as much of his prick as she could and then backed off until all she held was the head. She pulled on his prick with her fingers while she sucked and continued sucking until he was almost there, then backed off.

"Let's sixty-nine, Daddy. You suck my pussy while I gobble your cock so I can come, too."

Her father was as eager as she was and they quickly got into position. He felt her mouth close over his prick again and put his face between her legs. Her pussy was wet and sticky. He knew much of it was his own come, hut he didn't care. He closed his mouth over her cunt and sucked. It was good, so good, to eat cunt, especially cum-filled cunt.

He approached climax quickly and with a grunt felt his come spilling into his daughter's mouth. He pushed his prick in and out of her mouth, determined to empty every drop down her throat. God, it was so good to let everything go! To just fuck his daughter's mouth and not give a damn!

Herb was wiped out now, but decided to bring her off, too. He sucked her with a vengeance. His tongue was buried in her cunt when she started coming and he felt her pussy tighten around his tongue. She gasped, pushing hard against his face until her come spent itself and then she went limp.

"You sure eat cunt good, Daddy," she said weakly.

"You do a pretty mean job on a cock yourself, honey," he said.

They drank some more and talked, and tried to fuck again, but Herb couldn't get hard. They snuggled together and both dropped into a sound sleep.

Herb awakened first the next morning. Realizing it was his own daughter who lay naked beside him, he felt a terrible sense of guilt. His head hurt and the booze had left a horrible taste in his mouth. He got up and went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth and gargled. He needed to piss something fierce and stood in front of the toilet. But before he could let go, he felt Sarah's arms slide around his middle. She pressed herself tightly against his backside and took his cock in her hand.

"Oh, no baby, we can't," he groaned.

"Oh yes, Daddy, we can. We must." She squeezed his cock and with her fingers and skinned it back. "Go ahead and pee. I want to hold your prick and feel it while you piss. Piss, Daddy, piss."

"Oh, God, Sarah, I don't know," he said in anguish. But then it started and he began pissing.

Sarah felt the piss fill his prick and gush from the end. It thrilled her, the excitement churning in her belly. Then she slid her hand down and let the golden liquid flow over her fingers.

"Oh, Daddy, I'm really getting turned on!" she cried.

He strained hard, forcing out the last drop, fighting another erection, but he couldn't win. His cock swelled slowly in her hand. She snuggled behind him, slowly masturbating his cock until he was hard as a rock.

"Now it's my turn, Daddy," she said and stepped around him and sat on the pot. "Step over close to me. I want your cock."

"Let me wash first," he said, "No, I want it wet," she said.

He reluctantly stepped close and Sarah bent forward and closed her mouth around his wet prick.

"Goddamn, honey, I like that," he said and pushed his cock into her mouth. He put his hands against the back of her head and slowly fucked her face.

Sarah started pissing and felt a new thrill. Sucking a cock while peeing was a real turn-on. She shuddered, imagining the thrill of pissing while being sucked, and wished that her daddy could piss again. She knew he couldn't with a hard-on.

Herb held his daughter's head and listened to her pee in the bowl. He had never imagined that depraved sex could be so thrilling. His balls were playing that familiar tune and he knew that he would come if she didn't stop. She stopped.

"I'm through, Daddy," she said, after freeing her mouth from his cock. "Will you suck me now?"

"Yes," he said.

Sarah got to her feet and her father sunk to his knees. She spread her feet apart and pulled his face against her wet cunt. She had saved a little, and let it go the moment his mouth closed on her pussy. The golden liquid spurted directly into his mouth.

"Oh, oh, I love that! Don't pull away, let me do it," she cried and squeezed out a little more piss, wishing she had saved it all. She sunk wearily to the floor. "Stretch out beside me so we can do each other."

They started out side by side on the bathroom floor sucking each other. But they slowly changed position until Herb was on his back and Sarah was on top of him. She held the base of his cock tightly while she sucked so he couldn't come before she did. She brought him to the edge time after time, only to shut off his come with her fist.

His tongue tried to go deeper and deeper into her cunt. He was holding her cunt lips open with his fingers while his tongue darted in and out, when she started to come. She stiffened, the sharp pleasure filling her belly, and sucked his prick with abandon.

It was only a moment before he was gushing into her mouth. He gave her a good load of thick, slippery goo. He moaned into her open cunt while she drew his come out. She sucked until there was nothing left before she rolled off onto the floor beside him; her pussy still tingling with orgasmic pleasure. It was a feeling that she knew she would never again deny herself.

"Oh my God, but that was good! I'm so drained I'll probably never need to fuck again," he gasped.

"Don't bet on it, Daddy," Sarah said.

They went to the kitchen naked and drank cup after cup of coffee with a big breakfast. In less than two hours they were back on the bed fucking.

"You're the best fuck I've ever had, Sarah," he said, pushing his big cock all the way in. "I never imagined it could be this good."

"Not even with the hot lady across the street?"

"Not with anyone."

"You feel so good in my pussy, Daddy, you fill me so completely. From now on, I want you to fuck me whenever you want. Even if I get married you can fuck me. I want you to fuck me as long as you can get it hard."

"That could be for quite a while, baby."

"I certainly hope so! And I want us to do anything we want – no matter how far out."

They had started this session while still at the breakfast table. Sarah came over and sat on his lap. After a little snuggling and kissing, she slid to the floor between his legs. She held his soft prick in, her hand and looked up at him.

"I want you to do to me what I did to you in the bathroom."

He knew exactly what she meant. He had wanted to do it to her from the moment she had first leaked into his mouth. He looked down at her at nodded.

Sarah skinned back his prick and took it into her mouth. It was soft and shriveled and she could get most of it in. Her father leaned back and let himself go. His pee came so easily bent afraid there would be too much, but Sarah took it as fast as it came. A new excitement churned in his belly and he started hardening, but not enough to stop his peeing until he was empty.

"Now you do it to me," he said.

He sat on the floor and she straddled his shoulders, her pussy pressed tight to his mouth. The coffee did its job and she went with a gush. She felt his tongue probing at her pussy and started coming immediately. She went stiff as a board in the throes of the hardest orgasm she had ever experienced, as she continued pining into his hungry mouth. She pissed and pissed, bracing herself against him to keep from falling, and kept coming all the while, orgasm piled on top of orgasm. He held her in place, knowing she was coming, and drank her every drop, his cock harder than he ever remembered it being. Sarah finally a gasped and fell back into a chair.

"You came, didn't you?" he said.

"Oh God, did I ever." Sarah said.

"I want to come, too. Let's go in the bedroom and fuck."

She followed him to the bedroom where he pushed her back on the bed and quickly mounted her. She moaned softly, the feeling exquisite, while his cock pushed up inside her. She was still all warm and quivering and the introduction of his big, hard prick was a thrilling feeling.

"Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me and fuck me and fuck me. It feels so good. I know I'll come some more."

She lay soft and loose under him, a cunt for his pleasure. She felt like a cunt at the moment, too, one big cunt for a man, her own father. But she knew he would just be one of many. God, she loved fucking!

He felt her cunt squeeze tightly around his prick and knew she was coming again. Her knees came up and she hunched with her ass to drive his cock in harder. He worked hard in her, and even though he got close to coming, he managed to hold off. He didn't want to come so soon because then the fucking would be over, at least for a while, and he didn't want it to be over yet.

Sarah's nostrils flared when her next orgasm came. She made a whining noise and her legs came up over his back. It was more than he could take this time and his cock started spitting. He pushed in as deep as he could go, his cock still emitting juice.

"Good, baby, good, I'm coming, too," he grunted and emptied himself.

They drank afterwards, and had a couple of cigarettes before they slept. It was late afternoon before either awakened. Sarah had the night shift at the hospital, showered quickly, and had a sandwich before to leave.

They were both tired and almost fucked-out. But they still managed to fuck one more time before ac left. She was completely dressed and lifted her skirt at the front door.

"See, no panties! They're in the car," she at with giggle.

Herb was in his shorts. He took her standing without even removing his shorts. She leaned against the door, her legs wrapped around his waist. Both of them came again.

"I'll call you, Daddy. I want you to come over to the apartment and fuck me there, too," she said as she went out the door.

It had occurred to her that since Ruth's father had fucked her, it was only fair that she let her daddy fuck Ruth. She would arrange it. Ruth thought she was in love with that worthless David, but her daddy was going to fuck her, even if he had to rape her. Maybe she would let worthless David fuck her at the same time.