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CHAPTER SEVEN

"I did it!" Sammi burst into the kitchen, catching her mother in the midst of fixing supper. "I made the cheerleading squad! I was one of the very first choices!"

"That's wonderful, dear. I knew you would!" Gloria smiled, accepting her daughter's happy hug as she finished peeling a potato. "But you won't be in any shape for cheerleading if you keep missing meals! Now go clean up and tell Joel we're going to eat as soon as your father comes down from his shower. Now scoot!"

"I will." Sammi artfully dodged a playful swat on the rump and scooted, heading upstairs to tell Joel her good news.

She found him in his room, sprawled on the bed reading a book. Aglow with success Sammi bounced in, beaming. "I made it! I made the squad, Baby Brother!"

Taken by surprised he jerked around, then sat up with a grin. "So what else is new? I knew you'd get it the moment you started waving those in the coaches' faces."

His gaze fell with malicious intent on her bobbling tits, and Sammi rushed forward laughing and giddy with delight. "You're just jealous because I couldn't walk home with you the way we usually do. Well, I can fix that!"

Before he could do more than react with a startled gasp she knelt and nimbly plucked at the fasten of his jeans, her fingers deftly tearing it open and fishing out the limp veined length of his cock.

"Jesus!" Joel blurted, glancing wildly at the open bedroom door but making no effort to stop her. "Are you crazy or something? If we get caught – shit, I don't know what Dad'd do!"

Despite his fears his cock was already stiffening in anticipation under Sammi's fondling hands. She giggled, her joy mingling with sharp little twangs of lust. "Oh, don't worry about that. Wow, your cock looks good enough to eat! And it's been so long since I had any, I think I'll do just that… mumm!" Suddenly she swooped down, catching his inflamed prickhead between her moist eager lips and sucking it into her mouth.

"Hey, you're gonna get us killed! Oh shit, uhhh…"

Joel's yelp couldn't hide the twitches of pleasure that soared his cock upward into her warm wet mouth. Almost before she realized it Sammi's throat was filled with her brother's thrusting prick; more and more of it sliding across her pink flicking tongue.

"That's great, Sam, keep sucking! Yeah, more, more! Do it, Sis!"

His voice was gleeful as her head bobbed with increasing friction, sinking the tight hot clamp of her mouth onto his prick until its whole length was nearly out of sight.

She sucked furiously, clenching her thighs tight together to case the growing ache in her pussy as Joel's saliva-slickened cock sank in and out, digging deeper than ever up her throat.

Sammi's fingers squeezed his balls as if to milk them dry. She tasted the first small ooze of warning that leaked from his pisshole as he lurched and pulled her head down harder, and realized what it meant. That only made her suck harder.

"I'm gonna come!" he exploded, gasping. "Suck it, suck it good Sam! Yeah! Yeaahhhh!"

Joel writhed and hot, sticky blasts of jism poured into Sammi's mouth. She swallowed again and again, moaning and drinking her brother's load of cream with an intensity that ripped every drop from his tingling balls.

Heaving and hunching up to his sister's greedy mouth until he was totally drained, Joel finally slumped back on the bed with a happy chuckle. His shrinking pecker plopped from between her lips, soft and wet and reddened from her insatiable sucking.

"Oh fuck, that was great! You ought to make cheerleader every day!"

Smiling cheerfully and licking the last little traces of jizz from her lips, Sammi paused long enough to stick out her tongue at him. "I haven't done so badly yet, have I? At least I haven't heard you complaining much!"

He returned her smile, his prick lolling like tired sluggish worm. "Okay, okay. But just wait. You'll get yours one of these days!"

"You bet I will." Rising, she primly smoothed down her skirt and gave his drained cock a knowing look. "You're just getting off easy because it's almost supper, that's all. I'll be back to get mine before you know it!"

Joel laughed at that, looking forward to her determined promise.

Then, still warm and pleased at the feel of cum sloshing in her tummy, Sammi turned away haughtily and swept toward the bathroom to take her shower. The bathroom door was ajar, and she had already burst inside before she saw her father standing at the sink, shaving.

Sammi froze, her mouth dropping open.

At first Ben didn't realize he had company. Having just finished his own shower, busily scraping the day's whiskers off his lean face, he stood totally nude at the bathroom sink. Sammi's wide blue eyes took in his tanned, muscular body at a glance, fastening immediately at his hairy crotch.

Her father had a cock that made her eyes go even wider. It was huge! Dangling loosely from its thick nest of dark curls, it hung tantalizingly over the biggest balls she'd ever seen. All veined and fat and mushrooming into a big smooth knob that looked so enormous it made her jaws ache with sympathetic reaction, it was such an unexpected sight that she gasped.

Ben heard that gasp and his lathered face jerked around.

"Wha… Sammi!"

For an instant they both stood like that, each of them too startled to move.

Then, quickly forcing a pretense that nothing in the least unusual had happened, Sammi strode lightly forward. "Oh, hi, Dad. I didn't know you were still in here. I just came in to shower before supper, if that's all right with you."

Taken by complete surprise, Ben didn't know how to react. His first frantic impulse was to cover himself, but there were no towels handy and Sammi's casual attitude stopped him cold. He managed a weak grin.

"Sure, sure, hon. I was just about finished anyway. Just as soon as I'm done…"

But it was too late. Before he could even complete the sentence, Sammi was unembarrassedly peeling out of her top.

Like all her friends, she hadn't worn a bra to cheerleading tryouts. Ben's jaw dropped when his daughter's tits popped into view, their ripe cones jutting out as she arched to pull the top over her head and off.

Aware of his blank stare, Sammi felt her nipples harden and puff out in response.

"Hon," his voice croaked as she reached for the zipper of her skirt. "Don't you think you could at least wait until I'm done here? It won't take a minute, and, well…"

"Oh, that's all right, Dad." Ignoring his weak protest as if stripping in front of her father was something she did every day, Sammi wiggled out of her skirt and grasped her panties. "I don't mind if you don't. Besides, Mom told me to hurry. It's okay, isn't it?"

Ben didn't answer. He couldn't. Her actions were so normal and carefree that he felt a twinge of guilt at his own embarrassment, and a second twinge at the way his eyes fell across his daughter's supple body and drifted to her crotch.

At last, in a sound almost like a croak, he muttered, "I… uh, sure. Sure, hon. Of course it's all ri…"

His voice cut off with a choked gasp.

It had been exactly the moment Sammi had waited for. With one swift jerk she tore the panties down, then stepped out of them entirely.

The sudden sight of her blonde muff of cuntfur made Ben's breath hiss in. It was the first time he'd seen his daughter's pussy in all its full flowered womanhood, and the spectacle abruptly made his balls hurt. His throat went dry, and for an instant he got one enticing look at Sammi's sleek glossy mound and drooping little cuntlips flared beneath it.

Then she was heading for the shower, pretending not to notice his stare. Turning the spray on full blast, she stepped in.

"Ahhh, that really feels good!"

Sighing luxuriously under the cool tingling blast of water, she stretched to let it stream over her firm bare tits and cascade down across the tuft of blonde fur that hid her heated pussy. Fully aware that her father was watching her every move, she felt it itch and melt worse than ever.

"Sam, don't you think you ought to close the curtain?" Ben's words came out strained, without authority despite his fatherly intentions.

Almost laughing with pleasure at the veiled expression of lust spreading over his face, Sammi smiled. "I like to shower this way. Besides, who's going to see me in here, Dad?"

Her father had the perfect answer to that, but it didn't come out. He could only watch as she picked up a bar of soap and leisurely began to glide it over her wet body, rubbing her tits into a rich lather. Mesmerized, he looked on as the soap massaged its way over those precious bobbling jugs until they were slick with suds, their big rounded nipples peeking erect under the white layer.

Standing there nude, Ben felt his cock twitch and tug into erection. It was a natural response to the spectacle of the glistening wet woman who flaunted her body before him but it also made a surge of fresh guilt tear at the knotted lust that tightened in his stomach.

"Well, since you're in a hurry I'd better get out of the way. I was finished shaving, anyhow."

He started to wrench away from that scene, but Sammi's voice stopped. "You don't have to leave, Dad. Besides, I need someone to scrub my back. Would you mind?" She held the bar of soap out in an innocent offer, hiding a smile of anticipation at the sight of her father's swelling prick.

He swallowed hard, unable to withstand that temptation. "I… uh, I guess I could, at that. Here, let me give you a hand."

Knowing it was a mistake, Ben took the soap. Sammi turned her back to him in a breezy motion, creaming and tingling harder than before at her father's nearness.

"Okay, Dad. And be sure to do a thorough job because I don't get many chances to have my own personal back scrubber! Ohhh, that's it, goo-o-ood…"

She gave a small sighing groan as he began to glide the slippery bar across her back, his fingertips brushing soft wet skin.

It was the first time Ben had ever thought of his daughter as a woman, and the result was as abrupt as it was unexpected. His cock soared up and out, quivering to full rigid attention in a way that would've been humiliating if Sammi had been in a position to see it. As if hypnotized he watched his fingers slide in circular motions along her tender flesh, turning him on even more. He wanted to stop and get the hell out of the bathroom before things went too far, but at the same time he didn't want her to catch a glimpse of the effect she was having.

So, caught in a confusing turmoil of emotions, he stood there and continued to scrub. "How does that feel, hon? Enjoying yourself?"

"Ummm, yes," Sammi cooed, creaming wickedly as her father's soapy fingertips trailed along her back in wide, sweeping loops. "You're doing such a good job I just might hire you as my permanent back scrubber! How does that sound, Dad?"

Ben sucked in a breath as he surveyed her jutting ass, all slick and gleaming and thrusting out for attention almost as if she were purposely taunting him. With a voice that came out like a croak he replied, "That sounds just fine, Sam. Just fine."

The offer was too good to pass up. Without thinking, he let the bar slip down across those lush rounded ass globes, making a foamy path across their pliant firmness and dipping into the taut cleavage there.

Sammi gasped. The soap pushed between her asscheeks like a big probing cock, prying them apart and wedging itself in the crevice of her tight pink ass. If she hadn't been horny already that intimate touch would have done the job. She wiggled, breathing out a small laugh.

"Oh, Dad, that tickles! But it feels nice. Don't stop. Wow, you really are being thorough!"

Her hips arched slightly and Ben found himself riding the soap up and down his daughter's asscrack with long loving strokes that gave him the whole view of that moist puckered entrance as it frothed in a fine film of suds.

His cock jerked up, throbbing, and he gave a hoarse chuckle as his fingertips eased over that scrumptious tight asshole, feeling its silky texture beneath his touch. "It never hurts to do a job right, honey. And now that you've got me going, I intend to be just as thorough as I can. That's what you wanted, isn't it?"

Even as he spoke, the soap bar slithered between Sammi's thighs and began to massage her tender bloated cuntlips from behind.

She groaned and hunched a bit as the big wet intruder nudged between her drenched pussy lips, flaring them open and sliding its fat edge along her clit. Naturally Ben's hand followed suit, and the feel of his fingers tangling in her soaked cuntfur and groping her pussy trench had Sammi shuddering in tremors of sheer pleasure.

"Ohhh – oh that feels nice, rub me there, Dad, rub me – ooooh!" She thrashed and Ben rubbed the soap against his daughter's cunt even faster.

By this time the last pretense of fatherly attitude had faded away. Ben's prick lurched as a torrent of hot pussy juice drenched his hand. "You like being rubbed, don't you baby? Well, never let it be said I didn't give my daughter everything she wanted! Here, maybe I can do a better job if I get a little closer."

Abruptly he stepped inside the shower. His stiff, wagging cock speared against Sammi's ass as the soap shoved deeper into her cunt, grinding Ben's fingers against her plumped pussy lips.

She gasped afresh, gyrating down on the probing bar and arching against her father's stiff cock at the same time.

"Is this more like it?"

Ben's voice was gritty as his prick soared up, pulsing against her smooth, sopping skin. Water rushed over his swollen prick shaft making it bob and weave with tantalizing awareness as he worked the soap against his daughter's frothing pussy slit, sliding it along her hot crevice with only the barest pretext of doing the job he'd begun.

"Uhhh… oh yes, yes that's good…" she purred, gushing creamy delight and writhing her soaked pussy down on the soap with increasing fervor. "Faster Dad, rub me faster… that, that's it! Yes, yesss!"

Her voice rose to an ecstatic squeal as he expertly kneaded her resilient cunt flesh, feeling its hot, syrupy juice flowing over his fingers as the soap pushed deep between her pussy lips and reamed them apart with cock-like strokes.

"Jesus," he grunted, unable to pretend any longer. "I can't stand this another minute! Baby, we can't…"

He tried in a last desperate burst of guilt to pull away, but Sammi had no intention of stopping now. Sensing her father's fearful withdrawal she swept around to face him, one hand sliding up, to entangle her fingers in his hair as her other hand slipped down and grasped his swollen prick. Ben jerked as if he'd been stung, but he couldn't make himself pull away. The soft hungry caress of his daughter's fingers around his aching prick was too good to ignore, and a sound like a moan rose in his throat.

"Don't stop, Dad!" Sammi gasped out a breathless tremor as she tugged her father's prick, actually seeing it hard for the first time. It was so big! Almost frightening in its hugeness, throbbing in her fist with an eagerness that had her pussy literally seething, with juices. "You… you were just getting me going! You're not going to stop without finishing the job, are you?"

"Oh Jesus Christ…" Ben gave a groaning growl of delicious agony as his cock was pumped in her warm wet hand, Sammi's soaked cunt mound now hovering before it with a willingness that was far from daughterly. "You don't understand, baby. If I stay here another second I'm going to – I'm going – oh God…"

His argument wilted to a groan as a sexy smile flickered, across Sammi's face. She leaned back against the shower wall and spread her legs wide, propping one foot on the bathtub edge and letting her thighs glide open to display the entire slippery gash of her cunt to his rapt gaze.

"I know what you want to do, Dad. And that's just the kind of rubbing I like best. Besides, you don't want to go down to supper with your cock like that, do you? What would Mom say? I can fix it. Come here, Dad."

Her hand pulled on his cock and helplessly Ben found himself drawn forward. His engorged cockhead was rowed for that inviting pink pussy. Almost as if in a dream he saw his prick slide smoothly between the lips of her wet cuntmouth and vanish inside it.

"Aaahhhmm!"

Sammi moaned as her cunt was filled with her father's stiff, quivering prick. His cock slid deep into her rubbery pussy, shoving its way between the soft, slippery folds of her cunthole until half its incredible length was buried deep in her belly.

"Ahhh, honey, that's… uhhhh…"

Ben couldn't stop it from happening. The first push of his prick into that wonderful cunt felt too good, and he pushed harder. Her tight pussy wrapped around his meat like a glove, closing over it in a vise that couldn't be broken. No longer Sammi's dad but a horny, lust-filled man is cock sheathed in one of the sweetest pussies he'd ever known, Ben began to pump.

Sammi flailed delightedly in blissful approval.

"Yes!" she wailed as his prick began to slide in and out, picking up speed. "Fuck me, Dad! Fuck me with your big cock! It's so huge, it's going right through, me! Ohhh, I can feel it all the way up in my tummy! Yes, yessss!"

She squealed, clinging frantically to his slick body and writhing against the wet shower wall as he hammered his cock home with increasing friction.

"Ahhh, baby," Ben groaned, clutching her taut, pliant ass as his cock reamed out the tightest, snuggest cunt he'd ever fucked. "Baby, baby, sweet fucking baby…"

The fact that the pussy squeezing on his pounding cock belonged to his daughter no longer mattered. Nothing mattered but the velvet vise that gripped every inch of his cock… in an unbreakable rhythm, milking at it for the load of cum that had built up in his balls. Her delicate pussy lips sucked along his cockbase, her blonde, downy cunt fur mingling with his thick curly nest as she whimpered and hunched in an orgy of sensations, taking every thrust and arching forward for more.

"Give it to me!" she cried, bucking and twisting like an eel under the spray. "Give me all your cock! Oh Dad, fuck me hard, fuck my pussy till I scream! Make me come, make me come on your fucking cock! Ahhhhhh!"

Amazed at her insatiable cries but caught up in one of the best fuckings herd ever had, Ben began to fuck his prick to her in earnest. "You'll get it all right, baby. Take it! Oh Christ, your pussy's so sweet – take it, cunt! Take it!"

With those words he slammed his cock deeper than ever, making Sammi's tits bounce wildly as she crashed against the wall with each furious thrust. But instead of sobbing in pain she hunched for more, plunging onto his shaft as if the two of them had fucked in the shower a thousand times.

Vaguely Ben realized his daughter was a little more experienced than he'd ever suspected, but at the moment that realization was swept aside in the sensation of having his cock crammed up her sopping, sucking cunt. With each back thrust of his hips Sammi surged forward, her pussy screwed tight to his prick, fastened slurpily to it as its thickness squished wetly around in her hot, dripping cunthole, fucking her to orgasm.

"Commming!" she shrieked, her attractive face wrenched in bliss as she plunged even harder. "I'm coming, oh stick me Dad, stick it in me all the way! Come in my pussy – oh it's happening – I'm… coooommmmmmiiinnng!"

With a shrill wail she went wild, plummeting onto her father's cock with a frenzy that made him grunt.

Ben's prick drilled in to its hilt up the spasming girl's cunt and his load of jism exploded on cue.

"Uhhhh!"

"Gaaaanhhh!"

Sammi had never before experienced anything like the blast of jizz that tore into her cunt then, flooding it to the brim. She climaxed on an endless chain of release, flopping on his prick in delirious ecstasy as his cock spurted time and again.

Their mutual orgasm seemed to last forever. Load after load of Ben's cream soared up his daughter's pussy and she soaked it all up. When his drained cock finally slipped from the sopping clutch of her pussy, she groaned.

"Ohhhh, that was so fucking good! I love your cock, Dad. It's so big and long and… and so full!" Her fingers dipped down, entangling in her muff and cupping the drool of cum that oozed from her.

"Sammi, I…" Ben stared in fascination, slowly realizing what he'd done. But the realization didn't stop his lips from twitching in a lustful smile as his daughter smiled back, sexy and sated.

"What a backrub! If only I could get rubbed like that every time I took a shower…"

With her fingers gliding stickily across her pussy, she watched as her father hastily stepped from the stall and reached for, his towel. But she'd seep the look on Ben's face.

And now she knew without a doubt that her dad liked that kind of rubbing too. He'd be back – and maybe they wouldn't even have to wait for her next shower!