Lesa Ann hugged her knees tighter against her tits. The things that she had seen her mother do kept going through her mind as she sat in the dark on the floor, hidden beside her bed.
The girl squeezed her eyes tightly shut, wishing she didn't keep seeing the mental image of Janet's face gliding back and forth as she sucked passionately on Jonas' prick..
Lesa Ann had never thought that Jonas' cock was as large as it was. Actually, she never
thought anyone had a cock that large. Though she was still a teenager, Lesa Ann already had plenty of experience with boys in the back seals of cars.
The thought of taking Jonas' incredible cock into her cunt was both thrilling and frightening for Lesa Ann. Would it hurt to get fucked by a cock that large? The thought tantalized the girl. It would either hurt like hell, or it would be the most erotic thing Lesa Ann had ever known.
Lesa Ann had watched Janet go into the bathroom, clutching her blouse to hide her huge, womanly tit. And then Mitchell went into the bathroom. Now the girl could hear soft moans coming from her mother, and the only thing that Lesa Ann could figure was that Janet and Mitchell were fucking. Lesa Ann could see beneath the door that there was a light on.
The teenager hugged her knees harder, pressing her tits against them. Her nipples were hard, tingling with excitement. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine what Janet looked like as she fucked her own son. What position were they in? Lesa Ann wondered. Fucking doggie-style on the floor, with Mitchell behind her, driving
his cock into her cunt?
The girl's cunt was hot wet, ready for excitement. She cursed herself for having broken up with her boyfriend because right now she really needed a cock to satisfy her passionate need.
Standing, Lesa Ann felt dizzy. She knew what she was going to do. Slowly, with trembling fingers, she unfastened the snap of her tight fitting, faded jeans. The girl tugged the zipper down, then pushed her jeans down to her ankles. She paused a moment to untie her tennis shoes and kicked them off, then completely removed her jeans.
Can I go through with it? the lusty, horny blonde wondered, standing quietly in the dark landing of the stairs.
Lesa Ann knew that she was pretty. Plenty of boys had told her as much. Though she hadn't blossomed to the supremely womanly proportions that her mother could lay claim to, Lesa Ann's body measured a cock-hardening 35B-24-36. She had curly blonde hair that came down to her shoulders, and though it always looked mussed up, Lesa Ann went to great lengths to give it that natural look.
Standing in black bikini panties and a well-
worn, gray workout sweater, she challenged herself to go into her father's bedroom. She had fantasized before about him, sometimes seeing his face in her mind as she finger-fucked herself, rubbing her clit until her cum streamed out. But she never had the courage to actually seduce her father… not until she found out her brothers were fucking her mother.
Less Ann decided to get rid of her socks, so she discarded them quickly. Then, on impulse, she grabbed her gray sweater at the neckline and pulled on it. She had already torn the sweater so that the neckline always slipped over one shoulder or the other. After tearing the neckline a little farther, Lisa Ann's sweater drooped down her left arm almost to her elbow. The teenager's firm, medium-sized, pink-nippled tit almost peaked into view.
"I've got to do it now," Lesa Ann whispered to herself, able to just barely hear her mother and brother fucking in the bathroom. "I've got to strike while my cunt's so hot and itchy I can't turn back!"
Lesa Ann walked past the bathroom door. It suddenly occurs to her that her mother was so courageous she would fuck her own son in a room neighboring the one her husband was in.
Gutsy, Lesa Ann thought. Damn gutsy to fuck her own son with her husband right next door!
Without knocking, Lesa Ann stepped into the room. She closed the door behind her, facing the door, afraid to see the expression on her father's face. Would he be angry with her for entering without knocking? And what about her coming to see him wearing only a pair of bikini panties and a rather lewdly torn sweatshirt?
The blonde turned slowly. Her sweatshirt was drooping down her left arm, showing one tit almost to the round, pink areola. She could feel her cunt-lips tingling with anticipation.
"Hi, Daddy," Lesa Ann said sheepishly. "I had to come to see you. I hope you don't mind."
Charlie looked at his daughter as he lay in bed. His eyes widened with interest. Since losing his job, and subsequently losing his house, he had been extremely depressed.. But now, his eyes trailing up and down her body, lingering over her naked legs, studying the loveliness of her face, he felt anything but depressed. Looking deep into Lesa Ann's light-brown eyes, Charlie was shocked by what he saw there.
It was lust in Lesa Ann's eyes. There was no
denying it. His daughter was horny. And Charlie, who in his depression had stopped fucking Janet, was supremely horny. He was accustomed to fucking almost every day and Janet hadn't done anything for him in weeks. He felt his cock begin to twitch and elongate, and Charlie hoped Lesa Ann wouldn't notice his burgeoning prick beginning to tent up the blankets.
"Come closer," he whispered, fighting to keep the tension he felt out of his voice. "Tell me whatever it is you have to say."
Lesa Ann shivered as though she were cold. She walked slowly to her father's bed, sitting on the edge of it at his side, her knee propped up on the bed. Her cunt-lips were sizzling hot, and she could feel cunt-juice readying her tight cunt.
"I know things haven't been going very well for you lately, Daddy. But I want you to know that no matter what happens, I'll always love you." Lesa Ann turned her eyes away from Charlie, swallowing the lump in her throat, battling with herself to speak the next sentence. "And I want to show you how much I love you.
Charlie couldn't believe his eyes and ears.
When Lesa Ann turned, her sweatshirt slipped down her arm a little more, almost to the elbow. As she twisted, one luscious, firm tit crept into view. The areola was pink and round, the nipple hard and distended, shaped almost like a pencil eraser. His cock leaped, standing up, getting harder by the second.
"Kiss me, Daddy," the girl whispered hoarsely, leaning over more.
Their lips touched softly, tenderly. Lesa Ann closed her eyes, her body burning with lust. She tasted the sweetness of her father's lips, then slithered her moist tongue into his mouth. His one arm looped lightly around her shoulders, puffing her down to him. Charlie's other hand went to her knee, moving slowly up the outside of her warm, smooth, naked thigh.
Lesa Ann shivered again, exploring Charlie's mouth with her tongue. She danced her tongue against her father's. The girl spread her knees wide, inviting Charlie's hand to move from the outside of her thigh to the inside. She literally felt pain in her cunt, hungering for the feel of his strong, masculine fingers probing the depths of her juicy cunt.
"Mmmmm I" Lesa Ann purred, nibbling on her father's lower lip, biting it gently. She held
his face lightly in her hands, playing her tongue around his lips, tasting his tongue with her own.
The hand crept slowly up her trembling thigh, squeezing her strong leg. Lesa Ann dreamed of one day being a dancer, and her legs were femininely muscular. When Charlie's fingers finally reached her cunt-lips, pressing against her cunt and cut through her bikini panties, Lesa Ann gasped at the exquisite pleasure of it.
"Ohhhhh! Take me, Daddy!" Lesa Ann moaned, tossing her head up, throwing her messy blonde tresses down her back. "Command me! Let me know what you want of me."
Charlie slipped a hand between their bodies. Grabbing her one exposed tit, he pinched the nipple hard. His daughter squirmed in his embrace, groaning her approval of his almost harsh treatment. His cock was standing straight up now, throbbing with lust, ready to drive into the teenager's tight, juicy cunt.
Charlie rolled over, pinning his beautiful daughter to the bed. Looking down into her face, he found it difficult to believe that this was actually happening to him.
"You're so lovely," he whispered, a hand sliding between their bodies.
Lesa Ann shivered when Charlie's fingers
pressed deep into her firm, smooth, seething cuntlips.
"Command me, Daddy," the blonde teenager purred. "Take me however you want me."
Lesa Ann was unprepared for her body's reaction to her father's experienced caresses. Fingers slipped into her cunt, spreading her cunt-lips and rubbing slickly against her lust hardened clit. She felt the bed rocking as Charlie pushed and kicked the blankets out of the way, then pushed his pajamas down to his knees.
She hungrily accepted Charlie's tongue into her mouth. Lesa Ann entwined her tongue with her father's, squirming beneath him, needing his bone-hard prick lancing into the tight, massaging channel of her hot cunt.
"Fuck me," the girl Whispered, unable to contain her raging lust.
Charlie jerked his daughter's panties down past the delicate curves of her hips, then down her thighs, forcing Lesa Ann to put her feet together. With her panties around her ankles and his knees on the outside of hers, he tried to force his huge cock into her cunt, which was made even tighter because she didn't have her
legs spread for him.
"Wait!" Lesa Ann gasped, feeling the heat and hardness of her father's cock as it slipped between her clamped thighs.
The teenager squirmed until she had her legs spread wide for Charlie. She moaned uncontrollably as he grabbed his prick by the shaft and rubbed his cock-head up and down over her cunt-lips.
"Fuck me, Daddy!"
Lesa Ann couldn't speak once she felt her cunt-lips being wedged apart by the blunt, conical head of her father's prick. The exquisite pleasure of having her cunt filled with her own daddy's prick was more than she could calmly take.
"Awwwwww!" Charlie groaned, cramming half of his prick into his daughter's cunt on the first lunge.
Charlie pulled up until Lesa Ann's pink cuntlips were parted only by the Very tip of his prick. Looking down into her face, Charlie drove his prick into her cunt once again, this time embedding nearly all of his cock-meat in her cunt. As he drove his cock into Lesa Ann's cunt, he saw the ecstasy she kit gleaming in her eyes, and that made him moan with pleasure.
Lesa Ann purred softly as her father's prick pulled up, then came charging into her cunt once again. When she felt his heavy, cum-laden balls slap into the crevice of her ass-cheeks, she knew she had taken all of the cock-meat he had to give her.
Charlie pumped his hips with steadily increasing speed. He had gone too long without fucking Janet, and now that his cock was gliding back and forth between his own daughter's cunt-lips, he could feel his cum bubbling hotly inside his balls. It wouldn't take much for him to flood her sweet cunt with his cum.
"Fuck me, Daddy!" Lesa Ann whispered, pushing her fingers into his hair, looking up into his face.
Each time Charlie drove his cock into her cunt or pulled it out, the thickly veined shaft of his prick rubbed against the teenager's clit, heightening her pleasure, pushing her closer with each stroke to the brink of ecstasy. The sound of the rigid, throbbing cock driving into her juicy cunt delighted the lusty girl. She could feel Charlie's large, hairy balls slapping hotly against her ass-cheeks and occasionally against her asshole. For a moment Lesa Ann wondered what it would be like to take her own father's
huge cock into her asshole, but then the thought made her tremble with fear. It would kill her- tear her apart-to take Charlie's club-like prick into her ass. Lesa Ann was certain of it.
Charlie brought his mouth to his daughter's. He kissed her fiercely, fusing his lips to hers. His tongue explored her mouth, tasting her tongue. He slammed his crotch against hors, filling Lesa Ann's tight cunt with his mighty cock.
"Mmmmm," Lesa Ann purred, opening her mouth wide, taking Charlie's tongue in. She squeezed him close to her, her slender arms looped around his neck.
Charlie fucked his daughter furiously as his orgasm approached. He drove his cock into her tight cunt, pounding her into the bed. They rocked together, Lesa Ann passionately accepting each heated thrust of cock-meat into her cunt. She literally bounced on the bed under the impact of Charlie's cunt-stretching thrusts of cock-meat.
"Awwwww!" Charlie groaned, feeling his balls beginning to burn with the need to spill their thick wad of win.
He shoved his daughter's gray sweater up above her tits. He mauled his daughter's tits, pressing his fingers into the mounds, flattening
them against her ribs. His tongue danced with Lesa Ann's as his cock drove to the depths of her sweet, juicy cunt.
Lesa Ann turned her face away from her father. The excitement ripping through her body was so great it was difficult for her to breathe. She moaned, her blonde, wavy hair spilling across her face as she bounced on the bed, rocking from the impact of her father's pelvis slamming hard against her own.
"Cum, Daddy," the teenager whispered breathlessly. "Cum on my tummy! I want to watch you cum!"
It was as though the words were the final straw to Charlie's resistance. He pushed his upper body off his daughter, slamming his prick into her cunt one final time. When he withdrew his cock completely from her cunt, Lesa Ann grabbed his turgid prick with both hands.
"Cum! Cum!" she hissed urgently, pounding the prick of her father's cock. The shaft was slick and moist with her own cunt-juice.
Lesa Ann felt the cock expand in her fists. She stared with wide, glassy eyes, at his pricktip. When the white streams of cum exploded from Charlie's cock-head, Lesa Ann almost came herself.
The sticky streams of cum blasted from Charlie's pisshole, delighting Lesa Ann. The first wad of cum flipped through the air and landed between her tits, sticking to her flesh. The cum was warm, gooey, heating the girl's excitement to a fever pitch. The rest of Charlie's cum spurted from his balls and through the long shank of his cock to splatter on Lesa Ann's stomach.
"Awwwww! Eeeaaahhh!" Charlie groaned, watching his cum pooling in his own daughter's navel.
Lesa Ann continued to pound on Charlie's cock until she was absolutely certain he had detonated all the cum he held in his balls. With the pad of her thumb, she rubbed a final drop of cum from Charlie's pisshole, then lewdly licked the cum off her thumb.
"Mmmmm I" Lesa Ann purred contentedly, swirling the single drop of cum around in her mouth with her tongue to savor its taste before swallowing it. "Your cum is delicious. Salty and delicious."
Now that Charlie had cum, he could think more clearly. He looked at his daughter, shaking his head slowly in amazement. He had cum between her tits, and her stomach was criss
crossed with lines of white cum. The triangular thatch of cunt-hair surrounding her delicate cunt was matted with blobs of his cum.
"You'd… better… leave now," Charlie said, sounding a bit out of breath as he rolled over, getting off his daughter.
"Do I have to, Daddy? I want to stay here with you tonight."
"You'd better leave right away. What would happen if your mother came in here?"
Lesa Ann realized it was impossible for her to sleep with her father, no matter how much she wanted to spend the entire night with him. Very gingerly she sat up, pulling her sweater down over her tits and cum-splattered stomach. She pulled her panties on and got to her feet.
"Good night, Daddy," Lesa Ann whispered, tiptoeing toward the bedroom door. "Sleep tight."
Even before the blonde was out of her father's bedroom, she was already plotting on ways to seduce him again.