Roy groaned. He was being pushed to the limits of his self-control, and he didn't know how much longer he could resist his daughter's attempts to seduce him. He gathered all his strength and spoke to Molly as harshly as he could.
"Dammit, Molly, once and for all, no," he barked. "I've told you it's wrong and we're never going to do it again, and that's all I have to say on the subject. Now I want your ass in bed – right this instant."
Hmmm, Molly thought, this is serious.
Since she couldn't talk her way to what she wanted, she'd have to try another method. "Okay, Daddy," she said, faking a yawn, "I'll start getting ready for bed right away."
She pulled off her shirt, leaving herself completely naked. Roy stared hungrily at her girlish tits. While he was staring she grabbed for the zipper of his pants and tugged it open. The next thing he knew, she'd pulled his pants and shorts off and was curling her hot fist around his lust-engorged cock. He moaned in spite of himself, her touch felt so good to him.
That involuntary moan told Molly that she still had a chance to seduce him. She began to pump his cock, firmly and swiftly, and she watched lust glaze his eyes and redden his face. No question about it, Daddy was horny out of his mind. It might still be possible to work him to a fever pitch of lust, to get him so aroused that he couldn't resist fucking her.
"Relax, Daddy," she purred, "and let me jack you off. After all, you got me off."
"All right, honey," Roy sighed.
He just couldn't resist. He needed to come so damned badly, and here was this eager girl just begging to jack him off. A hand job seemed harmless enough, at least compared to what he really wanted to do to her. He slumped back against the couch and watched his cute blonde daughter eagerly pumping his swollen prick in her hot fist.
"Yeah, honey, just keep doing that," he said hoarsely. "I'll get off real fast."
Just twenty feet away, Sandy watched with a knowing grin. No way was Molly going to settle for jacking off their dad and then going to bed. She was aiming for the big prize, and Sandy had figured out her tactics. She drew even closer to watch, hoping Roy wouldn't notice. He was half turned away from her and intent on watching Molly's flying fist. Sandy came right into the archway, as close as she could get without entering the living room.
Molly saw her, and the sisters exchanged grins. But Molly never missed a stroke as she pumped their dad's wrist-thick boner. Roy was moaning steadily now, his eyes rolling crazily. Then his eyes closed, and his cock throbbed violently in Molly's fist. Innocent as she was, she could tell her father was right on the brink of an explosive come.
"Yeah, baby, just a little more like it," he groaned.
Molly and Sandy exchanged another sly look, and then Molly went into high gear, pumping Roy's blue-veined prick with lightning speed. Roy groaned his approval and poised himself for a thunderous flight into pleasure. But just as his balls were about to explode with their hot load, Molly let go of his cock. He opened his eyes and stared at her in disbelief.
"Honey, I was almost there," he moaned. "Don't stop now, please."
"Oh, I'll get you off, Daddy," Molly replied with a mischievous grin, "but not with my hand. You've only got one choice – fuck me, or go to bed horny."
That did it for Roy's self-control. All day he'd been horny, and all day he'd met nothing but frustration. Now he'd had it. His cock ached, and his balls felt ready to burst with the strain of holding in all that jizz. He didn't care any more what the world thought about incest. Here was a sexy teenage girl begging him to fuck her, and he'd be an absolute fool to turn her down.
"Okay, honey, I'll fuck you," he growled, grabbing for her.
It all happened very fast, much faster than Molly had anticipated. Daddy grabbed her by the waist and easily lifted her up in the air. He set her down straddling his lap, and her moist cunt mouth contacted the big hard head of his cock. She gasped as the fleshy knob split her cunt lips wide apart. It felt like she was taking a cannonball up her twat.
"Oooooooo, unnnnhhhhh," she gasped.
"Take it, baby," Roy leered. "You've been asking for it, and now I'm gonna give it to you, every fuckin' inch."
Molly stopped moaning and gasping. Daddy was right. She'd been begging for his cock, so it wasn't right to panic now. She gritted her teeth and tried not to cry out as he crammed her tiny teenage box full of his throbbing prick. She could feel the rock-hard meat stuffing her breathless, battering her womb. She felt his coarse-haired balls slamming to rest against her delicate slit. He leered at her, his eyes hot with excitement.
"Now you've got all of Daddy's prick, honey," he said hoarsely. "Just how does it feel?"
"H-Huge," Molly stammered.
Still grinning insanely, Roy began to fuck her in short urgent jabs. That was more like it, Molly thought. His stiff shaft rubbed up and down over her ever-horny clit, giving her hot stabs of pleasure. She gurgled happily and creamed all over his jerking cock, making his way slick and easy. She clung to him, clawing his broad powerful shoulders.
"Oooooooo, yeah, Daddy, fuck me," she cried, "fuck my pussy good."
Sandy shivered with longing. She ached to feel Daddy's enormous hard boner in her own pussy hole. It was embarrassing that she was still a virgin, while her kid sister had managed to lose her cherry. But there wasn't much Sandy could do about it all right now. She just stood there seething with lust and envy and watching her dad's thick blue-veined cock piston in and out between Molly's hugely splayed cunt lips. Molly was clearly enjoying hell out of it.
"Ahhhhhhh, yeah, Daddy," she gurgled, "that feels so fuckin' good."
Sandy noticed that Molly was swearing like crazy and Daddy wasn't even scolding her. That added to the older girl's envy. She got the good grades, she had the good manners, but it its Molly who had all the fun. Sandy moaned softly, rubbing her thighs together in a vain attempt to ease the burning need in her slit. She needed to come so badly, yet she didn't dare play with herself.
On the other hand, why not? It just wasn't fair that Molly got all the fun while Sandy stood there in an agony of frustration. And Daddy wouldn't notice. He wasn't facing her way, and he was totally absorbed in fucking Molly. Sandy couldn't ignore her needs any longer. Quickly she unzipped her jeans and slipped a hand inside her panties, touching the scorching wet flesh of her gash.
"Ahhhhh, yesssss," she moaned.
Her soft cry was drowned out by Roy's harsh panting and Molly's steady squeals and gurgles of pleasure. She sought out the fat hot lump of her clit and began to rub it with a stiff index finger. The pleasure was instant and delicious. Her finger soon dripped with her helplessly gushing cream. But all the time she was doing this, she never took her eyes off the action on the couch.
"Unnnhhhhh, Daddy, I love it, I just love it," Molly was whimpering.
"I love it, too, baby." Roy growled, "I love your hot cunt."
He was fucking her faster and faster as his excitement mounted, but she took it eagerly, her scorching box expanding like elastic to take his thick eight-incher. Her cuntal tube was hot and velvety and gripping, a marvelous place to sheath his nearly bursting boner. He could feel the tunnel getting progressively tighter around his prick as she hurtled toward orgasm.
"Think you're gonna come pretty quick, baby?" he asked hoarsely, hoping to take her with him before his cock exploded.
"Unnnhhh, yeah. I'm almost there," Molly moaned. "Fuck me real hard, Daddy, as hard as you can."
"Okay, sugar," Roy leered.
He wasn't at all sorry now that he'd given in to her. Not many men had experiences like this, a tight-cunted beautiful teenager begging for their fucking. And it was even more rare to be begged by one's own sexy daughter. Roy was delirious with excitement as he hammered his iron-hard cock in Molly's soaking tight twat. He gave it to her hard, just as she'd asked, and she responded with moans and giggles of ecstasy.
"Ahhhhhh, shit, ahhhhhh," she cried, "I love you to fuck me, Daddy."
Watching all this, Sandy worked her stiff index finger faster and faster over her lust swollen joy button, bringing herself toward climax much faster than she'd anticipated. She'd figured to get herself almost there, then duck back into the dark hallway to come. But she forgot about her escape as she feverishly masturbated and watched her dad fucking her kid sister.
Now Molly's head was lolling back and her eyes were screwed shut in total bliss. Sandy could hear the obscene wet sucking noise their dad's cock was making as it reamed the hot cream from Molly's clinging cunt. Molly stiffened for a second and gasped, and then her petite body began to convulse.
"Ohhhhhh, Daddy, I'm coming, ohhhhh!" she sobbed.
Her spasming cunt went vise-tight around his cock, and Roy couldn't hold out another second. "Take my come, honey," he gasped, "aaaggghhhh, shit, awwwwwww!"
"Oooooo, yeah, Daddy, cream me!" Molly wailed.
She loved that sizzling flood of juice that filled and overflowed her gripping twat. Roy hammered his cock into her, filling her with load after load of the thick cream. Then as she began to come down from her orgasm, she opened her eyes and saw her older sister staggering into the room. For a second Molly couldn't believe it. Sandy was heading right for the couch.
Sandy could hardly believe it, either, but she didn't seem to be able to control herself. As Roy and Molly started coming, she'd gotten to excited that she brought herself off with her jerking finger. She had neglected to leave the room first, and now she was out of control, coming like crazy and staggering into the light.
"Unnnhhhhh, shit, ooooooo!" she cried.
"What in hell?" Roy gasped, turning to stare at her.
There was his demure bookworm older daughter, her hand down her panties, rubbing herself like crazy as she stumbled into the living room. Roy stared at her in disbelief while Molly tried to stifle a giggle. It looked like Sandy was going to join the party whether she'd planned it that way or not. She sank to the rug right beside them, still feverishly rubbing her clit and moaning. Then as her climax subsided, she sat up and turned red as a beet.
"Oh-oh," she said in a tiny voice. "Sandy, what in hell are you doing?" Roy demanded.
Poor Sandy was too humiliated to answer, but Molly chuckled and said, "She was spying on us, Daddy. She got so turned on, she played with herself. Isn't that right, Sis?"
"Oh, shut up, Molly," Sandy glared. Roy felt a little like laughing himself. It was all pretty crazy. Here he'd been caught with his cock up his daughter's cunt, but the intruder had been his older daughter, feverishly masturbating herself and getting caught in turn. Sandy sat on the rug, blushing harder than she ever had in her life, while Roy tried to decide what to say. Molly wasn't at a loss for words, though.
"Sandy can join us, can't she, Daddy?" she chirped. "It isn't fair to leave her out of the fun, after all."
"Why, I guess you're right, sugar," Roy smiled.
"Great," Molly cried. "Take off your clothes, Sandy."
Sandy turned even redder. "I-I don't want to join you," she lied.
"Oh?" Molly giggled. "Then why were you playing with yourself?"
She whispered something to Roy that Sandy didn't hear. Quickly Molly explained to their father that Sandy was too shy and embarrassed to admit how horny she was. They'd have to pretend to force her into the fun. Roy nodded his agreement, and they both flew off the couch and pounced on Sandy, who gave a squeal of surprise.
"Hey, what are you guys doing?" she cried.
"Undressing you, Sis," Molly leered.
"Don't you dare," Sandy gasped.
They paid no attention. Roy got her shin off, while Molly tugged down her jeans and panties. That was all she was wearing. She blushed non-stop as the two of them ogled her curvy body. Daddy's lust-hot eyes traveled over her golden bush and up to her tits and stiff red nipples. She could tell he was really turned on by her body. She felt a hot rush of lust, but she was too shy to admit it. Then Molly was crawling around behind her and pinning her shoulders.
"You know what, Daddy?" Molly chirped. "I think Sandy would just love to have her pussy eaten."
"You think so, honey?" Roy leered. "It sure looks good enough to eat. I think I'll try it."
"No," Sandy cried as he thrust his head between her thighs, "you guys – ohhhhhh."
Daddy's big hot tongue was lashing her lust engorged slit, and it felt delicious. It was the most wonderful thing she'd ever felt in her life. His tongue was slippery and wet and mobile, and it tickled and probed all over her flaming crotch. She stopped struggling and went limp and submissive, hold her legs wide open for him.
"Unnnhhhhh, ohhhhhhh," she gurgled.
"I figured you'd love it." Molly chuckled.
Sandy didn't reply. She wasn't even capable of speaking at this point. The pleasure Daddy was giving her with his big hot tongue was a thousand times better than anything she'd ever done to herself with her fingers. He lathered her whole swollen pussy with his hot spit, and then he zeroed in on the most sensitive spot of all, her throbbing joy button. He began to lash it with the stiff tip of his tongue, and Sandy just couldn't hide her pleasure any longer.
"Ooooooo, Daddy, that feels so good," she sobbed.
"Well, you just lie back and enjoy, honey," Roy said tenderly. "NO need to be shy with us. We all love each other, and we're all gonna have fun together, okay?"
"Okay," Sandy smiled.
And she wasn't shy after that, not a bit. The incredible pleasure of Roy's expert pussy-eating made all her shyness vanish. He lashed his slippery hot tongue up and down over her ultra sensitive clit, giving her blast after blast of pleasure, and she moaned in ecstasy and creamed all over his face. The molten juice overflowed her cunt and gushed down her ass crack to puddle on the rug. She couldn't control herself, and she didn't want to.
"Ooooooo, fuck, it's good," she sobbed.
She realized dizzily that she'd just said the naughtiest word of all and Daddy hadn't even noticed. Things sure had changed around their house since he'd started getting it on with Molly, and it was a change for the better. At last he was acting like a normal human being and treating his daughters that way, too. For too many years he'd tried to pretend that he had no sexual feelings and that Molly and Sandy would never develop such feelings. That was such a load of crap.
But there'd be no more hypocrisy, no more lies. Roy noisily and hungrily bobbed his head between his daughter's legs, tongue-lashing her clit and gobbling her cream. He could never go back to the old ways, and of course neither could Sandy and Molly. Sandy greedily arched her body upward, pushing her horny joy button against her dad's whipping tongue, aching to get off.
"Make me come, Daddy," she begged, "I'll go crazy if I don't come."
"Sure, sugar," Roy leered, "I'll get you off."
He jammed his mouth down on her clit and started to suck. "Oooooooo, shit, oooooo," Sandy squealed.
Watching all this, Molly felt her lust returning in full force. Daddy's head was bobbing furiously up and down, and she could watch him sucking like crazy on her sister's clit. Sandy's pretty face was all contorted with lust, her eyes screwed tightly shut. She was hurtling toward a body-wracking climax – and Molly just wished she could join her.
"Unnnhhh, Daddy, I'm almost there," Sandy moaned.
Molly felt a sizzling rush of juice from her cunt that flooded down her inner thighs. Without hesitation or shyness she began to nib her clit with a stiff finger. Why the hell not? The three of them had nothing more to hide from each other, not after tonight. If she masturbated in front of her family, it was just another way of having fun together. She rubbed her slippery joy button fast and hard as she watched Daddy sucking Sandy off.
"Ohhhhhh, fuck, shit, I love it," Sandy moaned.
Molly got a kick out of watching her shy bookworm sister go ape like that. Sandy sure as hell wasn't acting shy now. She had her legs bent and wide open, and she was yelling in ecstasy as Daddy sucked at her clit. He was making an obscene slurping and snorting noise, but that just seemed to add to Sandy's wild arousal. The pigtailed teenager arched her body, shoving her throbbing clit farther between her father's sucking lips.
"Unnnhhhhh, Daddy, I love it so much," she sobbed, "I wish it could go on forever."
Molly knew the feeling. She could have taken hours of Daddy's expert pussy-eating without getting tired. She knew the ecstasy Sandy was feeling – and she wanted some for herself. She waited impatiently for her sister to get off, rubbing her clit as she watched. Playing with herself was fun, but it couldn't compare with taking Daddy's big wet tongue. Now, to her relief, Sandy screamed and climaxed.
"Ahhhhhhh, shit,ooooooo, I'm coming!" she wailed.
Roy couldn't keep his lips around her clit, she was bucking and writhing so hard, so he rose to his knees and watched her come. He also glanced at his other daughter and found Molly frankly beating off. She grinned at him and went right on rubbing her stiff finger over her clit. At last Sandy gave a big sigh and went limp.
"Oh, wow," she sighed, "that was just fantastic."
"I'll bet it was," Molly said, "and now I want Dad to do it to me. How about it, Daddy?"