Ken thought about it all the next day at the office. Early that afternoon, Valerie called to say that she was visiting an old girlfriend and probably wouldn't be home in time to prepare dinner. Also, Paul was attending a football game and wouldn't be home until late. Could he and Rusty manage to rustle up something for themselves?
He told her not to hurry, he and Rusty would get along just fine. No sooner had he hung up the phone than he left the office, telling his secretary that he was going home for the rest of the day and didn't wish to be disturbed.
He got home a good half an hour before Rusty and was waiting for her in the living room. He wasn't quite sure how he was going to handle it, but he was certain that he wasn't about to let this kind of a chance go by without taking a shot at it.
When the time came, he decided on the direct approach.
"Rusty, come here. I've something to say to you, young lady, and I'll thank you not to interrupt until I'm finished."
"Okay, Daddy." She was watching him closely, unsure of herself. Although be didn't know it, she already had a pretty good idea of what he was going try. What she wasn't sure about was how much he knew. Did he know about Valerie and her, or about her and Paul? Or about Valerie and Paul? Or perhaps he knew about all three of them? And what would he do about whatever he knew?
He answered her questions quickly. "I know all about you and your brother, Rusty. I was going to the bathroom last night and I peeked into his room and saw you giving him head. I'm taking it for panted that last night wasn't the first time. Was it?"
"No, Daddy," she said meekly, studying him closely.
"I haven't said anything about this to your mother. I think we can manage to keep it just between the two of us. And I don't think it'll be necessary for, you to mention this conversation to Paul. Understand?"
"Yes, Daddy, if you say so. What… what are you going do to me, Daddy?"
Ken stood up and started unbuttoning his shirt. "Nothing that my son hasn't already done to you," he told her with a smile.
Rusty watched her father undressing with unbelieving eyes. When he was standing in front of her completely naked, his long, thick cock jutting up hard and aroused from his hairy crotch, she smiled, finally understanding. He had found out about her and Paul, the same way she had found out about Paul and Valerie, and now he was cutting himself in on the action with her, the same as she had done with Paul. It was like a chain reaction, each link leading straight to the next.
Ken moved over to where she was standing and began to unbutton her blouse. Pushing it back over her soft shoulders, he discovered that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her tits stood up high and proud, the pink nipples already stiff and swollen. Then he removed her skirt and shoes and rolled her tiny panties down and pulled them off.
Squatting in front of her, he stared at the delicious-looking lips of her adorable young pussy. Then he stood up, scooping his daughter up in his arms and carrying her into her bedroom.
"Oh, Daddy!" Rusty squealed happily.
Lying her down on her own bed, Ken knelt between her long legs and started running his lips and tongue up over the warm, smooth flesh of her inner thighs, beginning at the knees and slowly working his way up to the hairy mound of her cunt.
"Oh, Daddy!" Rusty cooed, stretching her legs out toward either side of the bed and giving him complete freedom of access to her quivering young cunt. "Suck me, Daddy, please, suck my little pussy!"
Still moving slowly, he ran the tip of his tongue lightly over the sweet-scented gash, teasing at the fleshy folds of pink meat. Completely ignoring her pleas, he continued to tickle the sensitive lips of her cunt with just the tip of his tongue, torturing his lovely young daughter deliciously.
"Please, Daddy!" she begged, squirming her ass around on the bed and humping her juicy crotch into his face. "Please, suck me, Daddy! Stick your tongue right into my snatch!"
Ken suddenly mashed his open mouth down over her oily cuntcrack, covering her shivering hole with his lips and drilling his long, wet tongue deep into the sloshy depths of her fuckhole. He flicked his tongue over the hot, slippery walls of her pussy in a slow, steady tempo, trying to replace her tasty slitjuice with his own saliva.
"Oohhh, Daddy, you sweet cuntlapper!" Rusty cried, coiling her warm thighs tightly around his head. "That feels sooo goooood!"
Rusty had no thoughts that what her father was doing could be either depraved or perverted. She knew about incest, but she just couldn't bring herself to care very much about it. What they were doing together was so beautiful and wonderful that it just couldn't be evil, or even too awfully wrong.
She heaved herself up against the long, skilled tongue that was plowing in and out of her drooling pussyslit, and the fact that the tongue, was her father's didn't bother her in the least, any more than it had when the tongue had been her brother's or her mother's.
"Is Paul this good with his tongue?" Ken murmured between wet swipes at her cunt.
"No, not quite," Rusty giggled. "But he's gettin' better all the time!" She was tempted to tell him that his own wife was better than both of them, but she couldn't take a chance on his reaction, to news like that.
Ken had a sudden plan, one that would call for him to maneuver his daughter right up to the brink of a climax, but without letting her cum.
He pursed his lips and gently sucked on her stiff young clit, diddling the round nubbin with the end of his tongue. He felt his daughter's luscious young body twitch and quiver with horny excitement. He held the fat lips of her cunt open with his thumbs and lashed away ruthlessly at her swollen clitbud.
"Oh, sweet Jesus. Christ!" Rusty shrieked loudly. "That's wonderful, Daddy, just fuckin' wonderful!"
Her lusty father continued using his tongue slowly and lightly on her clit, taking a long, slurping lick deep inside her juicy cunthole every now and then. His lips and chin were soaked with the thick, musky slitcream that overflowed her drooling pussy.
Momentarily lifting his face from between her smooth, firmly muscled thighs, he grinned up at her. "I've got a little surprise for you, baby!" he told her casually.
"Oohhhh," she squealed girlishly. "What is it, Daddy?"
"If I told you now, it wouldn't be a surprise," he answered, shoving his face down against her crotch and resuming his feverish activities with his mouth and tongue, lapping at her tender clit and slurping up the gooey juices that flooded her pussy.
A few moments later he heard her grunt and squeal. Then she whimpered loudly, "Oh, shit! I can't take any more! I'm gonna cum! I have to! I'm fuckin' gonna cum! Uuuhhhhh!"
Rusty's sleek legs flopped down onto the bed, twitching madly as she approached her shattering orgasm. Just as she was about to cum and drench her father's tongue in cuntjuice, he pulled his mouth off her cunt and sat up on the edge of the bed.
"Oohhh, Daddy, why did you stop?" Rusty whimpered. "I was almost ready to cum!"
"It's time for my surprise, baby," Ken told her.
"W-what is it?"
"You're gonna suck my cock," Ken said, grinning at the sudden look of lusty anticipation that crossed her face.
"Oohhh, Daddy, that's neat! I'd like to! Why didn't you ask before? C'mon, let's sixty-nine!"
Ken considered his daughter critically. "I see Paul hasn't got you very well trained yet," he said in a cold voice. "I said you were going to suck my cock!" He reached over and pulled her off the bed, dropping her to her knees on the floor in front of him. "Now suck!"
"Yes, Daddy," Rusty murmured.
From her position on the floor, she could see every inch of his handsome prick as it arched up out of his hairy groin. The bloated, knobby cockhead bobbed just inches from her face.
Her father had always been a take-charge, no-nonsense type of man. Now Rusty was discovering that this strictness extended into his sex life. Paul was a wonderful lover, but still only a boy. She was sure she wouldn't be able to twist her father around her little finger like she did her brother. Here was a man, one who knew what he wanted and would settle for nothing less.
"C'mon, get busy." Ken ordered, twisting his fist tightly in her auburn hair. "You do a good job, and maybe I'll finish eating out your pussy."
Actually, Ken wanted nothing better than to finish the tongue fucking he'd started on his daughter's sweet young cunt. But first things first. Holding her head in one hand, he gripped the base of his cock in the other hand and rubbed the swollen, rubbery cockhead over her full, pouting lower lip.
Rusty opened her mouth and slid her juicy lips down around the bulging tip of his prick. His rigid shaft pressed firmly against the roof of her mouth as she swirled her wet little tongue over the sensitive underside of his cock. She bobbed her head up and down, slowly taking more and more of his meaty cock into her mouth until she felt the plump head of it lodge firmly against her throat. She cooed softly at the strong, masculine taste of his cock. His huge prick was not only bigger than Paul's, it was also tastier. There was also the exciting odor of musky sweat rising from his hairy crotch.
Ken stared down at his beautiful young daughter, smiling happily at his victory. Ever since he'd seen her giving head to Paul, he'd been trying to imagine what her lips and tongue would feel like on his cock. Now he was delighted to learn that they were every bit as warm and soft and talented as he'd hoped they would be.
He cupped her head between his large, strong hands and began face fucking her, driving his stiff prick in and out of her tightly ovaled lips, feeling the end of the shaft poke against her throat. He saw the delicious way her cheeks puffed out every time he plowed his cock into her mouth. She snorted her breath out through her nose, blowing warmly into his wiry crotch hair.
Rusty continued to lap and slurp at his cock as it slid in and out of her mouth. His shaft sparkled with her spit, making it wet and slippery. It glided easily as he pumped it back and forth. She crooned and hummed softly to herself as she gobbled his cock, waiting impatiently for him to fill her greedy mouth with his wet jism.
"How's it taste?" he asked, starting to twist her head slightly to each side to add to the thrill of her ripe lips sliding up and down on his thick cock.
Rusty moaned deep in her throat and mumbled something he couldn't understand. Delicious flashes of pleasure shot back and forth between her clit and her nipples. Her lips stretched tautly around his wide cockshaft and her jaws were starting to ache with the strain.
"With a bit more experience, you'll be a Grade-A cocksucker," Ken told her, chuckling. Which wasn't exactly the truth. Right now she was every bit as good as Valerie, despite her youth. But it wouldn't do to let her get a swelled head over her abilities.
Hearing his compliment, Rusty glowed happily and began working her skilled tongue more rapidly over and around his prick. She used one hand to hold the thick base of his cock, and her other hand to tweak and tease the plump nipples of her quivering tits. She relished the strong, masculine taste of his cockflesh, and from the way he was trembling and gasping for breath, she could tell that he was thoroughly enjoying the feel of her soft lips and luscious little tongue as they slurped and swirled over his hard, massive cock.
Ken threw his head back and stared at the ceiling, his breath rasping harshly in his throat at the delicious sensation of her sucking and milking on his huge cockshaft. She was hungry for his cock. He relaxed his hold on her head and let her set the rhythm. Eagerly she started bobbing her face in and out of his crotch, pulling and sucking his mammoth cock farther and farther down her throat.
Rusty was delighted that her father was letting her take charge of sucking his big cock. The swollen shaft almost seemed to float in and out of her snug lips. She reached in between his hairy legs and played with the tight-skinned sac of his balls. She moaned in joy at the way the two bloated rocks twitched and rolled around on her fingertips.
Rusty began sucking even harder, her cheeks pulling in, the tip of her tongue lapping wetly over the spit-soaked meat of his prick as it drilled relentlessly into her throat. The pretty teenager wished that she could shout from the rooftops that her father had the best tasting cock in the whole world.
Pulling her father's huge cockhead tightly against her throat, Rusty lapped her tongue hungrily over the throbbing prick in her mouth. While she sucked away merrily on his big, quivering prick, the horny teen continued to knead his nuts gently with one hand.
Ken grunted loudly through his nose, his ass bouncing up and down on the edge of the mattress, his swollen cockshaft lurching in and out of her drooling mouth. He was both amazed and delighted at the fact that this sluttish little cocksucker was his own sweet young daughter.
Sucking excitedly, Rusty felt her own juices leaking out of her drenched fuckhole and dribbling down her shivering thighs. She smiled at her father's pumping cock, remembering the time just a few short weeks ago when cocksucking was just something she'd heard about.
"Suck it, Rusty, suck it!" Ken moaned, jerking his hips and tossing his cock deeper and deeper into her juicy little mouth. "Christ! That feels good! You're a born cocksucker, baby!"
The horny little girl had never felt so excited. Her juicy saliva trickled out of the corners of her mouth and ran down her chin. Ken's prickflesh gleamed wetly as it drilled harshly into her mouth.
Rusty's bedroom was filled with the lewd sounds of her luscious mouth attacking her father's enormous cockshaft. Ken's firm, round balls were rolling around on the palm of her hand, and Rusty could tell that he was only seconds away from filling her mouth with his hot cum. Idly, she wondered what it would taste like, then the thought crossed her mind that she'd soon be finding out.
Suddenly, Ken, arched his crotch up off the bed, thrusting the smooth-skinned head of his cock tightly into her mouth. At the same time, he cupped the back of her head in one huge hand and mashed her face down into his sweaty crotch.
A second later, he began spewing thick, gooey wads of rich, salty tasting jism straight down her throat. Rusty gulped noisily, swallowing every drop of his slippery cum as it spurted out. It slid down her throat easily, warming her belly.