Sylvia smiled at her dad as they sat beside each other and worked over his books. She had suggested that they spend Sunday afternoon at the store. That way Sam Stein would find Suzy alone when he dropped by the house this afternoon, supposedly looking for the older sister.
She had hesitated when Sam first mentioned that he would be interested in trying to give the kid her longed-for orgasm. Sam was one hell of a lay, one matchless master of the use of a cock. Still, he was hung awfully big for her sister. The very sight of that massive pecker might scare the hell out of Suzy.
Sam had been willing to follow Syl's guidance. He waited for her to think it over, then smiled in anticipation as she finally agreed with him. Perhaps a huge pecker was necessary. The blonde would sure as hell be able to feel that hunk of meat in her. Sam had assured her that he would be extremely gentle with the teen-ager, that he would seduce her slowly and patiently until she was begging him for the fuck. Maybe that would work. Hell, if any man could do it for Suzy. Sam certainly was the man. He was the best, the absolute best.
She reached over and patted her father affectionately on the knee. Poor Dad. He had never expected his girls to be home on a Saturday night. He had gone down to the tavern only because he expected that the two gorgeous young women would be sure to have Saturday night dates.
He had been shocked to find them home and in bed when he came in. The older daughter had just fallen asleep when she felt him draw back the covers and climb in beside her. She looked over drowsily as he began to caress her ass. Syl had snuggled against him, her body glowing from the recent orgasm and now glowing even more from the welcome touch of a man's hand on her satin skin.
"You're almost sober," she gasped in surprise. "I'd have thought you would smell like a Saturday-night drunk."
"Only two or three drinks," he whispered to her. "I've got better things to do with my time than sit around getting stewed. I didn't expect you girls to be in so early, though."
"We didn't go out," she told him. Her hand reached down and played along the shaft of his rigid cock. "We decided to spend an evening at home together. Too bad you weren't there."
"You let me know whenever you two are going to shy at home," he ordered. "No need for me to have to go down to the tavern to find company when my girls are home."
"You must not have gotten any tail," she suggested, giving his cock a playful tug. "This fucker feels like it's awfully hungry. What's the matter? The barmaid on her period or something?"
His refusal to answer convinced her she had struck a sore point. No matter. The barmaid would be only a passing fuck for him anyway. As soon as she could get him straightened out, as soon as he got his drinking under control, he could find a hell of better grade of cunt then that.
Syl knew several widows, maybe half a dozen divorcees, who came to the beauty shop that would be more than just interested in Ted Morrow once he was back in control, of his life. The old man would never lack for pussy if he could leave the booze alone.
She snuggled into his arms, her tits swelling. She teased his prick with both hands, toying with the head and gliding the skin luxuriously back and forth along the shaft. Her mouth found her tits and sucked firmly at each nipple. He tongued them into shimmering happiness while she rubbed the cock slowly up and down her thighs.
"Mmmmm," she cooed in his ear. "You should spend more time at home, Daddy. You should be around much more."
He shuddered. His breath came in short gasps. His hands increased their play with her ass and tits. He fingered along the crack between her buttocks until she was ready to scream in delight. She got his balls and rolled them about.
"God!" Ted gasped. "You're the damnest little tease I ever had wrapped about me. You know how to drive a man crazy. You know that?"
Sylvia laughed softly. She blew into his ear. His body shook with passionate response. They rolled on the bed, each trying to out-tease the other. Ted bit into the girl's soft shoulder, his nostrils filled with the smell of her bath oil. She was so delicious to him, so maddeningly delicious. His teeth clamped tighter into the tender skin.
Finally he caught her buttocks in both hands and turned her around onto her knees. He came up behind her, pulling her luscious ass against him and running his cock between her thighs. His hands reached around her and came up beneath her tits. He grabbed a breast in either hand and massaged them in slow, sensuous circles, pressing the marvelous flesh against his fingers.
"I'll show you what happens to girls who let themselves get so beautiful," he muttered hoarsely. "I'll show you how wild that soft, sweet ass drives a man. Damn, you're gorgeous. You feel good. You smell good. You sure as hell fuck good. Ohhhhh, Lord, do you fuck good! Best I ever ran my pecker into."
Sylvia felt the heat of the cock against her thighs. She squeezed the marvelous organ. The cock reared against her pussy, its throbbing, pulsing head sending spasms of delicious happiness into the glowing cunt. His hand came down to her pussy, caressing her cunt-lips. One hand remained at the tits, going from one nipple to the other in delightful play.
Ted kissed her shoulders, then buried his face against her neck. He shivered at the sweet smell of her hair, the exotic scent of her perfume. His body throbbed in desire far this deliriously beautiful young woman. His cock shook wildly against her cunt while his finger eased inside and toyed with her vibrating clit.
"Ooooooeeee!" the girl gasped. "Mmmmm, Daddy! Ooooh, you're driving me crazy! I'm going out of my head! Ooooh, I like it! Mmmmm, this is the best you've ever been."
"Ought to be," he muttered. "I sure the hell spent the night thinking about you, dreaming about how great you were to fuck. Couldn't even enjoy my liquor for thinking about this lovely body. Finally had to give up and come on home to wait for you. I think my cock would have died if it couldn't get in you tonight."
"Mmmmm, I'm glad," she murmured. "I'm soooo glad you came home early. There's more pussy here at home than you'll ever find in some old tavern."
She was glad, though, that he hadn't come home an hour earlier. He'd have caught his daughters in bed with the dildo. She couldn't explain that to Daddy. She couldn't explain to him about Suzy's problem, not yet.
"Ooooeeee!" she panted. "Keep at it, Daddy! Don't stop for a minute. You're the best, Daddy. You're the best of all!"
He held his finger at the top of her pussy. He squeezed the throbbing clit, driving the girl into a twisting, shivering ecstasy. The head of the cock moved sensuously over the clit, then thrust upward into her pussy, stretching the fired-up passage. Syl's juices flowed about the intruder. She was flooding over the cock, some of her oils running down her thighs. The pecker rammed delightedly through the wet cunt, shaking voluptuously.
"Ahhhh!" Ted panted, hunching against her. "Ohhhhh, what a wild little cunt! What a fabulous piece of tail! Uhhhh!"
He pressed against her clit while the shuddering prick fucked deeply into her in slow strokes. His hand at her tits had cupped and thumbed the mounds into swollen passion. The slightest touch, the slightest movement sent ecstatic chills through them.
Sylvia rocked back and forth over the driving cock. She could hardly control her breathing now as the force of her passion reached its full power. She found his balls. She cuddled the lovely sac, her fingers gliding sensuously over the excited balls. She could hear him moaning softly in her ear as she drove him into a frenzy matching her own.
"Ooooeee!" she squealed. "That's the way, Daddy! Ooooh, that's wild! That's fantastic. I'm flying! I'm spinning through the air! Ooooh, Daddy! Fuck me! Fuck me hard and long! Mmmmmm!"
She closed her thighs against his legs, glorying in the tense passion that shook them. She arched her back to thrust her tits against his hand. Sylvia twisted her shoulders from side to side. She felt the room spinning, the bed soaring. Her passion flamed brighter, deeper. She saw sparks showering about her as her pussy glowed with the approaching orgasm.
Ted forced himself to slow the fuck so he could savor every delicious throb that shook Sylvia's pussy. He fucked her deliberately, firmly, thoroughly. The cock drew back almost to her clit, then pushed sensuously through the cunt until it was completely buried into her shivering body.
"Ohhhh, my lovely girl!" Ted panted. "You have driven my pecker crazy. Can't you feel the cum built up inside it? Can't you feel how terribly it wants to shoot it all out in you?"
"Yes, Daddy!" she whimpered. "Ohhh yes! Fuck me! Let it shoot through me! Oooooh, I want to feel it! I want to feel your prick go crazy inside me."
Her urging was more than he could resist. He gasped and moaned as his cock became a rod of lustful fire. He lunged against her. He drove it through her. He balled her roughly, his hands became claws, tearing at her tender flesh. His cock shuddered in its rage, then unleashed its hot charge into her.
"Ooooeeee!" she cried as she felt the warm cum spurt against the insides of her cunt. "Ooooeeee! Hold me, Daddy! Don't let me go! I'm coming with you! Ooooeee! I'm covering you with my cum! Oooooh, Daddy! Oh, my sweet, wonderful Daddy! Ooooeeee!"
Her body shook with a series of wild spasms. Her pussy clamped onto the cock and squeezed it as she became delirious with the voluptuous experience of her climax. Sylvia felt suspended in mid-air. The frantically-throbbing cock was her only contact with reality. All that she could feel was the cock, the magnificent cock that drove passionately through her, filling her chasm with its load of warm desire. It was the longest orgasm her dad had ever had with her. His lasted all the way trough her own. Finally, just after she had become limp with fatigue, he collapsed on top of her as they fell flat on the bed.
Sylvia could still feel the delicate tingle that shivered through her body as they lay there. She patted Ted's thigh once more, her eyes meeting his in a smile. He had been remembering, too.
"It was good, wasn't it, honey?" he muttered breathlessly. His hand patted her pussy. He let his hand remain on top of the pussy, affectionately claiming it for himself. Sylvia could read the expression in his eyes. What the hell? Sam Stein needed a little longer with Suzy. She couldn't let Ted drive them back home before the dark-haired man had been given all the time he needed to teach the young blonde about orgasm.
"I think we've spent enough time on the books for the first day," Ted remarked. "Another couple of evenings or Sunday afternoons and I'll almost be ready to take back my own business."
"It's so good to know you're staying sober during the day," she told him. "Now, if we can take care of the evenings, then I'll know I have my old daddy back."
"With you two girls to look after my needs," he smiled, "I sort of have to come back. It sure beats drinking. Beats the hell out of it."
Sylvia did not realize the implication of his words for a moment. Then it hit her. He had referred to both of his girls as looking after his needs! He was fucking Suzy, too! Damn them! They were holding out on her, both of them! Not that she objected to them getting in all the screws they wanted. She did resent, though, their hiding it from her. A slow smile spread over her face. She reached over and grabbed the old man's pecker, squeezing it roughly.
"You've been holding out on me," she accused him. "Suzy too, huh?"
"No! Oh, no! I didn't mean it that way."
He did, though. Syl could read it in his eyes. Maybe he'd only fucked the girl once or twice. His eyes, however, gave clear indication that he hadn't fucked her enough yet.
"I don't care how you meant it," she lied to him. "Right now I'm mad at you. Dad, why couldn't you at least have a couch in your office? How the hell we going to fuck in here?"
"No problem," he assured her, happy to have her turn the conversation in another direction. "You have your choice. I've got sleeping bags right out there in the sporting goods section. I even have portable cots. Or, I can show you a new way, a way that doesn't need a bed. All it needs, really is a cock and a cunt and a place to sit down."
"You're on!" she laughed. "I'm always ready to learn something new and different."
He stood up, walked to the window and drew down the shade. Then he turned and removed his pants and shorts. He indicated for Sylvia to do the same.
The girl stood up and slipped out of the tight slacks, then made a production for his benefit out of the way she drew her panties down her thighs and legs. He was laughing as she finished, laughing so that the erect pecker waved wildly in front of him. Syl's eyes sparkled as she watched in hypnotic fascination. The cock looked so sweet, so clean and fresh.
Ted pulled a chair out into the middle of his office. He sat down in it and took his daughter's hand, leading her over to face him. He drew her toward him until she was sitting on his thighs facing him, the hard prick standing upright between them. She straddled him and sighed happily as his hands came up beneath her blouse to play with her tits. The lovely girl leaned her head back in pleasure as his hands fondled her bare tits.
She was glad now that she had gone bra-less today. That was unusual for her. If she had tits like Suzy's, she'd never wear a bra.
"Mmmmm," Ted murmured as he felt the satin loveliness of the young tits. He caressed them with tender strokes, rolling them softly about her chest. He fingered about the areolas and thumbed the nipples into excited anticipation.
Sylvia reached down and caught his prick. She pumped it slowly and sensuously. Their eyes met in an affectionate smile. The girl instinctively leaned over and kissed dm. Their lips parted. Ted slipped his tongue into her mouth and pressed it lushly against her own.
Syl's body leap suddenly at the delightful experience. She sucked him more strongly, trying to draw his tongue deeper and deeper into her mouth. She wanted to swallow the organ.
His hands kept up their slow, steady arousal of her tits. Her nipples throbbed from his touch. Her breasts were lunging forward, leaping at the magic of his hands. She worked his cock into a frenzy, her hands teasing it slowly and tenderly. She pushed the skin back along the shaft, then let it glide back up the shaft before she pulled it back once more.
She slowly pulled the prick toward her while she pumped it more and more rapidly. When she felt his ass begin to hunch involuntarily, she lifted herself and brought the cock to the lips of her pussy. She eased the trembling head through the opening, then slowly sat down again. Her body shivered as she took the pecker up into her cunt. She could now control the intensity of the fuck by raising and lowering her ass. She began slowly. She rose along the shaft, then settled back down over it. Again and again she pumped herself along the glistening cock, gradually increasing the force of her fuck.
"Mmmmm," she sighed. "Oooooh, I like it. Not always like this, but once in a while, I like it. I like to feel it come up in me this way. Mmmmm."
"Ride it!" he urged her. "Ride it, pretty baby, ride that cock. Uhhhhh, your pussy feels so good about it. You feel so warm and soft over it."
Syl tightened her legs about his thighs and bounced on the thrusting pecker. Her weight took her farther down on it. She was not sure she'd ever had a cock so deep inside her, not even Sam's huge organ or Randy's slender but long prick.
Her body shook with the sensation of the cock reaching up into her torso, up toward her tits. She rode him with even more ecstatic frenzy. She held on to him, rubbing her tits brazenly against his exploring hands. She rubbed them lushly against him and shook with the swirling ecstasy that possessed her.
"Ooooh!" she moaned happily. "Mmmmmm, I can feel it rising higher. I can feel it swell and throb! Oooooh, I want it! I want it to fill me!"
His hands were frantic on her tits, pulling and rolling them about with frenzied abandon. His ass came up from the seat of the chair in the driving passion of the fuck. At some moments they seemed suspended in the air. At other moments he was almost standing up, holding the girl by the passionate rigidity of his cock.
The prick roared through her, drove deeper and deeper, fucked harder and harder. Ted began to shake violently. She had too much softness in her tits. She had too much sweetness in her cunt. She was too much beauty for him to last much longer. His passions soared into flame. He fucked wildly, insane with the desire to unload into her.
"Ooooooh, yes!" she urged, sensing his nearness. "Go ahead, Daddy! Let me have it! Fuck me! Ohhhh, yesssss! Fuck me! Fuck! Fuck!"
She gave free rein to her pussy as it responded to the lustful thrusts, to the sensuous presence of his cock. She let her body meet his in a long, shuddering orgasm. She shook frantically. She trembled violently. She felt the semen gush into her. She felt her pussy go into tense, rapid spasms, then ooze her cum over the delighted pecker.
"Oooooh!" she cried out, rubbing her tits all over his face. "Mmmmm! I'm there! I'm exploding with my love for my daddy! Fuck me, Daddy! Give me all your cum! I want to feel it all in me!"