Gloria was determined to break up her father's marriage. She hated Valerie, and she wanted her family to be the way it was before her hated step-mother arrived and took over.
Her step-brothers tried to make her feel part of the family, but she hated them too. She was so unhappy, she moped around the house and Richard couldn't help but be aware of it.
He and Valerie discussed it. "Why don't you spend some time alone with her and talk it out," she said.
"I don't know what to say!"
"Why is it women can talk about those things, but men can't?"
"I don't know."
"Should I try and talk to her?"
"No, let me. She'd probably resent it if you tried to talk to her and things would get worse."
"When will you do it?"
"This weekend."
"I'll make sure the boys are out of the house."
"Handle Teddy too, huh?"
"Sure, darling."
The following Saturday, Richard and Gloria were home alone. The teenage blonde planted herself in the den in front of the television set and watched an old movie. Richard sat down in a lounge chair and motioned to her.
"Sit on my lap like you used to do."
She gazed at him, her huge blue eyes wide. "Why?"
"Because you're my little girl."
"Oh, Dad," she giggled, rising up and moving toward him.
"That's better," he said as she sat down on his lap. "Isn't that better?"
She cuddled against him, her arms around his neck. "It's better," she said. "Jeez, Dad, I feel like a little girl again."
"You are a little girl," he said, but the feel of her tits against him made him uncomfortable. A man wasn't supposed to have those feelings about his own kid. "You're my little girl."
"I'm not a little girl, Dad," she said, distinctly feeling the bulge of his cock on her ass.
"You've been unhappy lately, haven't you?"
"Jesus, how could you tell?" She sounded sarcastic and he winced.
"This isn't easy for me either," he said.
"I know, Dad, and I'm sorry I said that." She kissed his cheek and as an afterthought she rubbed her tits against his arm.
He shifted around on the chair and dislodged his arm. Now her boobs rested on his chest. "Why don't you try and get along with Val?"
Her heart pounded in her chest. That was all he cared about – how well she got along with his damn wife. She forced herself to stay calm. "Why doesn't she try and get along with me?"
"I think she does."
"You only hear her side of it."
"She was real hurt when you didn't give her a birthday card."
"I forgot."
"We had a cake and her boys and I got her presents. You knew it was her birthday."
"Is that why you wanted to talk to me? To bawl me out for being mean to her?"
"No, honey, I want to help you understand how grown people feel. Like when you told Val you loved doing nice things for people you care about and then you didn't even give her a birthday card."
She pulled back and tried to rise up. "I don't think I want to talk anymore."
Richard held her tightly. "Whoa," he said. "You're not going anywhere."
"Well if all you want to do is yell at me…"
"Have I raised my voice."
She giggled when he made a funny face. "No."
"Okay, then stay here. You might learn a thing or two."
She leaned against him, an idea forming in her mind. She deliberately rubbed her ass against his crotch and was rewarded by the feel of his prick stirring. "Go on, Sir Richard."
Richard flushed. "Now, then, Val's tried to get along with you. Remember all those nice things she gave you? The sweaters and things. She liked those clothes and wasn't really ready to get rid of them. But she saw that you liked them too and so she gave them to you. And what did you do? You gave them away to your girlfriends."
"I didn't want her old junk."
"Well you shouldn't have taken it."
She stiffened. "Listen, Dad, if that's all you want to talk about, I think I'll go out."
He pulled her against him. "No, that's not all I want to talk about. I want to make my daughter feel better."
"Then let's not talk about Val anymore." He sighed. He wanted her to call Valerie Mom, but now wasn't the time to bring that up. He reached over to the table, brushing her tits with his arm. He picked up a can of beer and gulped half of it down. It wasn't easy being the parent of a strong-willed teenage girl.
Gloria shivered at the touch of his arm on her boobs. She pressed her cheek to his and kissed him. "Don't let's fight, Dad."
The aroma of her female fragrance filled Richard's nostrils. "Okay, baby," he said. "Let's don't."
Suddenly his hands were on her skin, pushing inside her tee-shirt. The teenager held her breath. "Dad?"
"Yes, honey," he said, absently, stroking her midriff.
"What're you doing?"
"I'm not sure."
"Oh, Dad!" She shivered when he unsnapped her bra. It opened easily and he moved one hand to the front of her chest and cupped one tit in his hand.
"You're a woman," he said. He lifted her boob in his hand.
Gloria held her breath and fell against his chest. It was working. If she could fill her father's needs, he wouldn't need Val. Then maybe he would divorce her and it would be like old times again.
Gloria had been around a lot for her age and plenty of guys had felt her up. But never had the touch of a man's hand on her boob felt this good. And never had she been this aroused. When Richard squeezed her nipple, she almost climaxed.
He did no more then pull on her nipple. Teddy fondled her that way all the time. But now it was her father's hand touching her. Her father's strong, blunt-tipped fingers caressing her. And it was so damn exciting her pussy throbbed.
Now he took her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pinched it hard. He gazed into space, almost as if he were in a trance. He moved the puckered nub of flesh in circles and she sighed softly and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"I can't help it, honey," he said. His breath was warm and moist in her ear.
"That's okay, Dad. I like it."
"I'm glad, baby." He worked his tongue into her ear and she shifted around on his lap. Her ears were terribly sensitive as was her throat. In fact, her skin was sensitive to touch all over. Even her feet and toes responded to erotic stimulation.
His tongue lapped lightly over her neck and down to her throat. She clung to him, afraid that if she spoke she'd break the spell. She heard the beat of his heart against her body. It beat very, very fast.
She felt the dampness between her legs. Her eyes were shut tight and goosebumps erupted all over her body as he stroked first one tit and then the other.
"Are you going to fuck me, Dad?" she whispered. She wanted him to fuck her and she wanted Val to walk in and find them in bed together.
"I don't know," Richard said.
"Fuck me, Dad," she whispered hotly in his ear.
"Are you sure you want that?"
She rubbed her ass against his cock. "Mmmmm, yeah, I'm real horny."
He pushed her shirt up to reveal her boobs. Her bra was bunched up around her neck and he kneaded her tits with both hands. He lowered his head and lightly kissed the tip of each nipple and the teenage girl almost cried with passion.
Her nipples were like two hard pebbles. He took one between his teeth and bit down. He lashed his tongue over the excited little nub and she brushed her lips against the top of his head.
"Oh, Dad!" Names of desire ripped through her. Her pussy felt wetter than ever and the dampness extended to her velvety inner thighs.
"Dad, let's get into bed," she said.
"Soon, baby."
She felt the stiffness of his prick through his pants and she longed to see and feel his naked body. "Oooooh, Dad, no one ever sucked my tits like that."
He released her boobs from his mouth and tongued her ear. He used his tongue like a cock and stroked it in and out of her ear. And suddenly her jeans were unzipped and lying in a heap on the floor. She never did remember who stripped them off.
She felt dazed as his hands worked over her ass and thighs and her pussy quavered with excitement. She glanced down at her crotch. Her father's fingers were busy on her beaver and his prick-bulge nestled inside her asscrack.
He lifted her up and rose to his feet. He took her hand and guided it to his zipper. She tugged at his zipper and yanked it down, releasing his prick to the air.
She sucked in her breath when his cock snapped back against his belly at rigid attention. She giggled when she saw how big his cock was. He held her hand against his balls for a moment and the blonde teenager felt a moment of panic. What should she do now? He seemed to want something. What was it?
"What's the matter, princess?" "It's so big."
"I'm a man, baby."
"Will it hurt me?" She felt like a child suddenly. A child who needed her dad to take care of her.
"I'd never hurt you, baby." "But, it's so big."
"You'll see. Your little pussy will open up for it. They always do."
She felt his balls. His pants and shorts had dropped to the floor and he stepped out of them. His balls were huge, too, and hairy. Much hairier than Teddy's.
"It's all yours, baby," Richard said in her ear. "You can do whatever you want with it."
"I want it in my cunt, Dad." "Then in your cunt you'll have it." "Where'll we go?" She squeezed his prick while he stroked her muff.
"How about your room." Richard knew they were safe anywhere in the house. Valerie and the boys wouldn't be home for hours.
"Let's stay here," Gloria said. That way if Val walked in, she'd catch them together.
"Whatever you want, baby," Richard said. "Why don't you sit down and let me get on top of you?" Gloria said.
Richard smiled. "You're quite a young lady, aren't you?"
"Why, don't women get on top sometimes?"
"Women yes. Teenage girls, no."
He sat down on a straight back chair and she climbed onto his lap facing him. She positioned herself over his prick and guided the flaming head against her cuntlips.
For a long moment she held herself against his chest, savoring the feel of his cock against her snatch. She barely breathed, so afraid was she that she would wake up and find she was dreaming.
But it was no dream that his balls nudged her ass and it was no dream that his cockhead lodged between her pussy-lips. It was very, very real.
"Help me get it in, Dad," she said in a tiny voice and Richard held her waist and helped her sit down on his dick.
His prick plunged all the way inside her pussy. She held onto his neck and stopped moving, relishing the feel of her stretched cuntlips and his throbbing prick.
The impact effected Richard too. Her teenage pussy gripped his dick tightly. The wonder of it all made Richard feel dizzy. He felt robbed of his strength. Like Samson, he thought. She's made me weak as a puppy.
Gloria felt limp too. She leaned against her father, all thoughts of Val gone from her mind. His cock pulsated wildly inside her and his hands were still on her waist.
She swung her hips and felt his prick throb against her cunt-walls. "Dad, are you going to come inside me?"
"If you want me to." He plunged his tongue into her ear.
"Oh, I do!"
He lowered his head and licked her tits. He stroked and licked and sucked while she bounced slowly up and down on his dick. Her excitement mounted with every movement of cock inside her and his lips and tongue felt incredible on her boobies.
He moved his hands from her waist to her ass and guided her as she bounced up and down on his lap. He nibbled her tits and rubbed his face between them. And all the while his prick-shaft rasped deliciously against her clit.
"Oooooh, Dad!" she sighed, clinging to him limply.
"Fuck, baby."
"I feel so funny."
"Do you feel you're going to come soon?" "In a while."
"Tell me just before you're ready."
"I need a little more time. Fuck me a little harder, please."
She sounded so young at that moment that Richard felt his first flash of guilt. What was he doing here, fucking his own kid? Jesus, what a pervert he'd turned out to be!
But it was too late to turn back. Then he dropped her again, and his cock plummeted deep inside her gash.
"Is that what you want, baby?" he said.
"Oh, yes, Dad!"
She clung to him as he raised and lowered his ass from the chair. The position was awkward and soon he rose up and let his cock drop out of her pussy.
"Get over here," he said, leading her over to the television set.
He made her bend over and he stood behind her, ramming his prick all the way into her yielding pussy.
"Dad!" she sobbed. "I've never fucked this way before!"
He reached around and placed one hand on her tits and with the other he stroked her clit. "You'll come good this way, baby."
She went wild. She flung her ass back to meet his thrusts. She planted her legs wide apart and hunched over the top of the television set. Her cunt felt exquisitely stretched and lubricated, and she trembled when the first stirrings of an orgasm began.
He leaned over and tongued her ear. Now all her most sensitive parts were being stimulated and the teenage blonde crashed through an orgasm.
"Baby, keep coming," Richard hissed and her cunt burned with the friction of his shaft inside her.
She came again when he stuck a finger into her asshole and wiggled it around. When she came down from one climax, she went into another and she was never free from sexual tension for more than a minute.
When the warm rush of spunk filled her pussy, she sighed with contentment. Richard held her tightly, grunting softly as he filled her with his jism. His hand was still stroking her clit and she came again as his cock went limp inside her and slipped from her cunt. The only thing marring the perfection of the fuck was that her step-mother didn't walk in on them.