Melanie stood in the shower. It had been two days since Mike and Teddy had been to her room, her threats and hateful glances had kept them away. The two days had been spent living in shame for the way she had acted and the things she had done, and she had not touched herself once.
She shuddered, the spraying water beating against her tits and making her nipples ache.
"God," she moaned, her hands cupping her tits. "Oooo, no."
She squeezed her wet creamy tits and her knees went weak. She mauled her tits, her breathing heavy, her virginal cunt beginning to pulse.
Alan, Melanie's father, stepped quietly into the bathroom. He could see the outline of his daughter's lithe body behind the shower curtain. His nuts ached. As quietly as possible, he stepped to the tub. He had to see her naked body. He pushed the curtain back, his eyes widening. Her back was to him and he stared at her bare ass and long slender legs. A tremor swept through him when he realized she was playing with herself.
Melanie's fingers slipped easily through her sopping wet cunt. She was trembling, too hot to know that her father was watching. All she cared about was getting herself off and easing the ache that had plagued her pussy since Mike had sucked her cunt.
"Unnnn," she moaned as hot shivery spasms rippled through her pussy. "Ooooo, God, why can't I stop doing this?"
Alan had seen enough. He stepped back and left the bathroom, his prick throbbing. He grit his teeth as he waited in her bedroom for her to finish showering. He heaved a sigh. He had to have her! He rubbed his prick and waited, a lewd, hot smile on his face, the memory of her wet bare ass burning into his brain.
Melanie shook as the first of her orgasms washed over her body. Ashamed of herself for giving in to her desires again, she shut off the water and climbed out of the tub. Wrapping a robe around her wet naked body, she padded into her bedroom to dress.
"Dad!" she exclaimed, her face blushing.
She stiffened under her father's leering eyes. A strange tingling sensation rippled through her body and her face flushed a deeper red.
"Hi, baby," Alan said, leering at his young, virginal daughter. The robe clung to her wet sexy body, outlining her plump tits. "How was the shower?"
She turned her head away, sensing he knew what she had done. Her nipples hardened beneath her robe and she felt a tremor carom through her pussy. She wished he wouldn't look at her like that. She had seen that same look in Mike's eyes and it frightened her.
"It was okay," she said.
"How 'bout a kiss, baby," he said huskily, coming toward her, his eyes on her hard nipples poking against the robe.
Melanie swallowed the lump in her throat. Her heart was pounding.
"Sure, Dad," she smiled nervously, wishing she were dressed. She felt very naked with only the robe wrapped around her. She offered him her cheek.
Alan cupped her chin and brought her sweet young mouth to his. He kissed her, his tongue snaking out into her mouth. His arms closed around her and held her tight.
Melanie's heart leaped into her throat. Panic gripped her as her father's tongue probed her mouth. She felt weak, her legs trembling, her nipples swelling.
Alan broke the kiss, still holding his daughter in his arms. His cock had turned to steel and his breathing was heavy as the curves of her body molded against him.
"Oooo, Dad," she gasped. "You shouldn't kiss me like that." She squirmed, wanting to be out of his arms. His cock, she knew, was hard. It was pressing into her belly.
Alan released her and smiled when he saw the tinge of passion on her cheeks and in her blue eyes. "Didn't you like it?"
Melanie caught her breath, nodded. "Yes, Dad," she said, not wanting to hurt his feelings. "But, shouldn't you save those kisses for Mom?" She was shaking inside.
Alan ogled her small pulpy tits through the robe. Without speaking he brought his hand to her tit and pressed it against his palm. He felt her hard nipple.
A gasping sigh escaped Melanie's mouth. "Dad… please don't do that." She stepped back, frightened, yet at the same time wanting him to do it again.
"Do what, baby?" he rasped, bringing his hand back to her tit.
He squeezed, watching a wave of passion sweep over her innocent face. His throat went dry. She was just like her mother – always hot and eager for anything.
This time Melanie didn't move. Her breathing became rapid and she was trembling, wanting to back away, but unable to make her legs work.
"Stop, Dad," she said meekly.
Alan ignored his daughter's weak protest. "Shhh, baby."
He opened her robe and caressed the smooth, silky flesh of her tits. He cupped one plump globe of warm flesh, the hard nipples burning into his palm.
"They're very pretty, baby," he said hoarsely, his eyes glues to her bared titties.
The touch of her father's hand on her bare tit made her shake. "Dad… stop! Please."
Alan continued to ignore his daughter. "Don't talk, baby." He brought her into his arms and eased her down on the bed, his mouth plastered to hers.
Melanie felt as if she were going to faint. His hand was inside her robe, rubbing and caressing the soft flesh of her thighs. Knowing her pussy was soaked, she clamped her legs together, afraid of what he might do if he knew.
Alan's head was reeling. He kissed her face and neck, her whimpering sobs of protest only fanning the flames of his lust. He shoved her robe off her shoulders and tongued her sizzling flesh down to the plump meat of her creamy white titties.
"Oooo, Dad," she sobbed. "Why? Oooo, stop, Dad."
She was staring up at the ceiling, his mouth igniting the fires in her pussy, his hand searing the flesh of her tightly closed thighs.
Alan could not have stopped if he had wanted. He was crazy hot for his daughter and intended to have her. He gobbled one small tit into his mouth and sucked eagerly on the rosy nipple.
"Oooo, Dad, you shouldn't do this. Oooo, stop! It's bad!"
His sucking mouth was driving her crazy, making the insides of her virgin pussy ache. She rocked on her back, cradling his head, her fingers scratching through his hair as she slowly succumbed to his greedy, sucking lips.
Alan sat up and stared hotly down at his daughter. Her tits were bared, her robe still hiding the delights of her virgin pussy.
"Let's get you out of that robe, baby," he rasped, his cock a raging piece of hot steel in his pants.
"No, Dad," she purred. "It's not right." Alan smiled, his hand lightly caressing her exposed tits. "I wouldn't tell you to do something that was wrong." His voice was ragged, coated with lust for his virgin daughter. "Now, take off your robe."
Melanie, her heart throbbing in her throat, wriggled out of her robe. She lay back on the bed, trembling, her body on fire as her father stared down at her naked flesh.
"Please, Dad. Let me get dressed."
"You're gorgeous," he groaned.
He ran his hands over her quivering body, touching her tits, her belly and her slim hips. He caressed her and saw the lust and fear in her eyes.
Melanie moaned. His touch was driving her insane! She fought it in her innocent mind, believing he was testing her to see if she were a good girl. She sighed, her legs still tightly closed. For him to see how wet her pussy was would prove that she was as dirty and evil as Mike.
"Stand up, baby," he said. "Let me see how much you've grown these last few years."
Nervously, she slipped off the bed. Her legs were weak, her insides churning. She felt her cunt juices squish inside her and she gasped.
"We shouldn't, Dad," she whimpered, blushing under his lustful gaze.
"Shhhhh, baby," he said, ogling her lush, naked body. "You've really turned into a sexy young woman." His breathing was labored as he dined on his daughter's naked flesh. "So grown-up."
Melanie couldn't help but enjoy the way he was looking at her. "Thank you, Dad," she whispered, wishing her cunt would stop oozing. "Can I get dressed now?"
Alan smiled. "Soon, baby," he promised. "C'mere."
Melanie obeyed. Hadn't she always obeyed her father? She stood in front of him, feeling his hot breath on her belly as she sat on the bed. Her pussy ached. Her nipples hurt. She was ashamed and boiling hot at the same time.
Alan brought his hands to her narrow waist. He caressed her hips, his eyes glued to her silky blonde pussy hair. His breath caught in his chest as the heady scent of her turned-on pussy drifted up to envelop his senses.
"You're so sweet, baby," he murmured, his hand easing between the smooth flesh of her thighs. "So sweet and innocent."
He inched closer to her pussy, his other hand sweeping over her hip to caress the firm round cheeks of her heart-shaped ass.
Melanie stared down at her father in disbelief. It was like the shameful dreams she had at night, the dirty fantasies she had when she played with herself. She felt dizzy. His expert hands were driving her mad. She gasped, her knees trembling, her pussy in flames.
"Dad," she sobbed, still fighting her lust. "Please stop. I'm a good girl, honest." She clung desperately to the belief that he was only testing her, not allowing herself to believe he was like Mike and Teddy. "Please, Dad. No more. I'm a real good girl."
"I know you're a good girl, baby," he whispered huskily.
He eased his fingers between the swollen folds of her overheated pussy, dipping them into the juicy cunt. He greased his fingers with her oozing cream and smiled as she whimpered and leaned against him.
"Oooo, Dad," she gasped, feeling his fingers in her cunt.
The sensation of his exploring fingers almost made her collapse. He knew her secret. She wished she could die. Now she was going to be whipped and punished.
"Oooo, Dad," she gasped, wanting to explain. "I can't help it. It's always wet. It's not my fault."
"Shhh, baby. Don't be ashamed of being a woman." He brought her to the bed, his hands still savoring the satiny softness of her virgin body and wet slippery cunt.
"Dad," she sighed. "What… what are you going to do?" She was trembling, knowing what she wanted him to do, but afraid to admit it to herself.
"Lay still, baby," he soothed, getting off the bed, his hot glaring eyes never leaving her young naked body. "Don't move."
Melanie gasped, watching as he quickly took off all his clothes. She gaped at his prick. It was twice the size of Mike's! Her cunt contracted, spasms rippling through her body. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out.
Shivering, she closed her eyes as he came to her on the bed, his hard body pressed tightly against her. She felt his hard cock touch her flesh. It made her dizzy.
"This is wrong, Dad. Please don't touch me."
Alan pulled her into his arms and felt her tremble, her small tits burning into his chest. His mouth found hers, his tongue plunging deep.
Melanie's mind became fuzzy. Passion engulfed her. She threw her arms around his neck and scrambled on top of him, rubbing her hot naked body into his. She wanted him, needed him. She sucked greedily on his tongue, chewing on it as it explored her eager mouth.
She moaned, feeling his hard cock sear the soft flesh of her belly. She crushed her tits into his chest, his coarse hair making her nipples ache. She feed him her tongue, slobbering and whimpering as he sucked it gently.
"Oooo, Dad," she moaned, writhing on top of him, her head in the clouds and her insides burning up. "Oooo! Don't do this to me. Please."
Alan cupped the cheeks of her ass and rocked her back and forth over his raging hard-on.
"You're one hot little girl," he groaned softly, his cock throbbing against her.
"I can't help it, Dad," she gasped, wiggling her ass into his kneading fingers.
He held her and rolled, winding up on top, his leering eyes staring down into her astonished face. "You're a woman, baby. A hot sexy woman."
"Ooooo, Dad," she moaned. "I'm a virgin. You mustn't." She saw the lust in his eyes and knew he was just like Mike.
"Shhhh, baby. I know you like it. Your pussy's soaked."
Melanie blushed. "I told you I can't help it."
He was talking dirty, just like Mike and Teddy. Her head was spinning. What he was doing was wrong but she wanted it, wanted it with every breath she took.
She closed her eyes and opened them again. But it wasn't a dream. The fire between her legs was growing, spreading quickly. She rocked back and forth on the bed, her father's cock mashed into her belly. She felt his cum seeping out, searing her skin.
"Unnnnn," she moaned softly.
Alan, breathing hard, gripped his hard-on and dragged it through her wet steamy pussy. Hot cream bathed his cock head, churning the cum rumbling in his heavy balls. He shuddered, not wanting to rip her open and scare the shit out of her.
Melanie went into spasms, her cunt twitching. Panic raced through her. He was going to fuck her! She froze, her eyes wide with fear and desire.
"Ooo, no!"
Alan slipped the bloated head of his cock into the hot sizzling entrance of her pussy. He pushed, the head pressing against her cherry.
"Relax, baby. You're gonna love it."
"Oooo, no! Dad… don't!"
Alan grunted and plunged his cock into her virgin cunt hole, ripping her cherry away. He jabbed again, his cock stabbing deep into the spongy heat of her pussy.
"Aghhhh!" she screamed as his thick cock ruptured her cherry and stretched the narrow walls of her pussy. "Oooo, Dad. It hurts so bad!"
Alan groaned as her cunt closed around his thick prick shaft, already greedily pulsing against it. "Sweet, Melanie," he mumbled, his cock buried to the hilt. "Oooo, sweet, baby."
The pain evaporated her passion immediately. She bucked, trying to dislodge him. "Take it out! Take it out!" She beat her fists against his heaving chest. "It hurts, Dad! Stop!"
Alan ignored her and kept his prick buried to his balls, allowing her tight cunt to adjust. "Relax, baby," he moaned, easing his prick out until only the tip was still inside her pussyhole. "You're gonna love, it."
She looked up into his face and saw the lust there. Her own lust quickly returned. She began to shake.
"Do it again," she pleaded. "Do it again." She began to squirm, anxious to have her father ramming his cock back into her pussy.
"Sure, baby," he groaned. She was definitely her mother's daughter.
She sucked in her breath as he eased his prick back into her pussy. She shuddered, her body writhing under him, quaking with lust.
Alan pulled out, then eased back into her cunt until he was balls deep inside his daughter's hot pussy. "You're tight, baby. Tight and wet."
Melanie was out of her mind. She squirmed her hips, his giant cock stuffed up inside her. Her hands clenched his shoulders and she jerked her hips, fucking herself on his cock.
"Oooo, Dad. It's wonderful. Your cock feels so good!"
Alan began to stroke his cock through her pussy. "You like it?"
"I love it, Dad," she squealed, giving full vent to her passion. "Oooo, do I love it."
She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him down, her tits crushed against his chest. She moaned and sucked on his mouth, her tongue darting in, exploring as she reveled in her first fuck.
Alan enjoyed his daughter's unleashed passion as she squirmed and twisted frantically on his buried prick. He sucked on her tongue and rolled his hips as she humped wildly on his cock.
"Ahhhh, Dad," she wailed.
She jerked, moaned, then jerked again, his rocking hips driving her insane. She ground her clit into his groin, whimpered as hot spasms rippled through her cock-stuffed cunt.
Alan jerked, his cock sucking deep. He squirmed out of her arms and lifted up, staring into her lust-contorted face. He grinned and eased his cock out of her clinging pussy, leaving only the bloated head inside her.
"Dad… Dad!" she screamed. "Put it back. Put it back!"
Having her cunt empty was torture. She arched up off the bed, trying to capture her father's prick with her pussy.
"Gimme your cock!"
"You're a hot little bitch," he moaned, moving back with her, not allowing her to have his prick. "A real hot little bitch." He teased her, watching her writhe in agony.
"I want it, Dad," she moaned, grunting as she tried to get his cock to fill her pussy. "Please, Dad. Gimme your cock." Her mind snapped. "Fuck me with your cock! I want your cock! Fuck me! Fuck me, Dad!" Saying the dirty words to her father, blew her mind. "Fuck me! Fuck me with your beautiful prick!"
"Yeah, baby!" He groaned. She was a hot nympho who couldn't get enough fuckin', "tell me some more, baby," he said, enjoying the dirty words coming put of such and innocent face.
"Oooo, Dad. Fuck me! I love your cock! My pussy wants it!" She grinned lewdly up at him, her hips rolling, her cunt pulsing against his cock shaft. "Gimme some cock. Jam it, Dad. Rip my fuckin' pussy open!" She lunged up, moaned as a spasm tore through her cunt.
"Whatever my baby wants," he grunted.
With one jerk of his hips, he slammed his bloated cock deep into her tight squishy pussy. He groaned and rolled his hips, his cock stuffed deep, the head gouging at the spongy walls of her oozing cunt hole.
"Ahhhh, Dad! I love fuckin'!" she howled as his cock filled her completely. "Pump! Pump!"
She arched up, ground her hips, her cunt gliding back and forth on his thick cock.
"Unnn, baby," he grunted, feeling the muscles of her pussy massaging his cock.
He stabbed hard, driving his cock into her greedy sucking cunt. He felt her muscles tugging on his jabbing cock shaft each time he lunged into her whimpering body. He jabbed again and twisted his hips, his cock throbbing in her hot frothy pussy hole.
"Oooo, Dad. You're fuckin' me to death. Gimme more! I need it! I need your cock!" She moaned, her back arching, her hips bucking, her cunt greasing his prick shaft as he plowed her with hard, thrusting stabs.
"Baby," he groaned, her cunt growing hotter, wetter, and more demanding. "Unnn, Melanie, you sweet little whore."
"Yesss, Dad. I'm your little whore. Your fuckin' whore!"
She was out of her mind. She lifted her legs, wrapped them around his back, and dug her heels into his muscles. The angle made his cock slice into her cunt deeper.
Lust ate away at Alan's mind. "You my little slut?" he growled, pounding her with his cock. "Tell me!"
"Yes, Dad… yes! I'm your slut," she wailed. She lunged up, his cock reaching deeper, making her quiver uncontrollably. "Oooo, I'm getting fucked! Ahhhh!"
She wrapped her arms around him, pulling herself up and attacking his mouth. She bit and sucked, whimpering hysterically as she begged for more of his stabbing prick.
Their sweaty bodies whacked into each other, their lust-filled moans echoing in Melanie's small bedroom. Each time Alan plunged his cock into his daughter, she thrust her hips up, gliding her mushy cunt along his piercing prick. Alan slammed her back into the bed. Melanie humped up, grinding her clit into his groin, the pace growing stronger, faster.
Melanie was crazy hot and getting hotter. Getting sucked off by Mike was nothing compared to the fantastic feeling of actually being fucked. She became hysterical as her father pounded her into the bed. She thrashed and twisted, her body on fire, her cunt sizzling.
"Oooo, Dad, it feels so good! So fuckin' good!"
"I know, baby," he grunted, plowing his cock into her cunt. "It's gonna get better, too!"
"Oooooo, God. I don't believe it!"
Her head tossed from side to side, her blonde hair swishing across her flushed, excited face. The pleasure grew more intense and she raked his arms and chest with her nails.
"Unnnn, Dad. I'm getting ready to cum!"
Alan groaned. Her nails and clutching cunt turned him into a wildman. He bucked violently, stabbing his cock into her young, quivering body. His cock swelled, stretching her tight, squishy cunt to the limit.
"Cream, baby. Cream!"
"Yesss… yesss," she squealed as he plunged his cock deep into her steamy cunt hole. "Fuck me! Harder! Make me cum!"
Alan picked up speed, his hips a blur as he drilled his prick into his daughter's frothy pussy. "Cum!" he howled, her heels thumping into his back. "Cum!"
Melanie reached the peak, her body out of control, her tits flopping, her hips gyrating wildly. "I am, Dad! I'm cuming! Ooooo, Dad!"
Her cunt exploded. Hot bubbling pussy cum gushed from the contracting walls of her sizzling hole. Pleasure spread through her bucking, humping body.
"I'm cuming!"
Her cunt went into spasms. Another orgasm ripped through her, her pussy milking, squeezing her father's jabbing cock shaft. Her eyelids fluttered and her mouth went slack, spit drooling from her lips. She shrieked, her head thrashing, her hips jerking as another orgasm erupted deep in her cunt.
"Cum, Dad. Cream my pussy!"
In one violent lunge, Alan's prick burst. Hot, thick, white cum surged from his cockhead and splashed into her gulping cunt. His muscles tightened as he rammed his exploding prick into her hole.
"I am, baby," he roared. "I'm cuming!"
"Oooo, yesss," she wailed.
The first hot wad of cum splattered deep in her cunt. It filled her, its gooey heat searing the spongy walls of her climaxing pussy.
"I feel it. Keep cuming, Dad. Oooo… I'm cuming again!" Her father's cum squirting into her pussy had triggered another explosive orgasm in her young, quaking body.
Alan, his cock squirting out jizz, felt her tight pussy pulse against his ramming prick. He saw the lust on her face and it made him pound her pussy harder.
"Oooo, my sweet little whore," he bellowed, his neck straining as he pummeled her with hard lightning stabs.
Orgasms kept ripping through her cock filled pussy. Her legs shot out straight. Her back arched and she bucked her hips, her cunt mangled against her father's pounding groin.
"Oooo, Dad. I can't stop!" Her legs curled around him again, her heels thumping into his back.
Alan drove her back into the bed and twisted his hips, his cock still spewing out cum. His arms buckled and he crashed, crushing her writhing, twisting body beneath him. He grunted, his hands skimming down her sides and under her jerking ass to cup her jiggling ass cheeks.
With her arms and legs wrapped around him, she went into convulsions. Everything was a blur. She stiffened, shuddered, then cob lapsed back on the bed, her arms and legs dropping away from her father's humping body.
Alan slammed his cock into her pussy one last time, the gooey cum oozing from his pisser. He stopped and held her quivering body as he caught his breath.
Melanie closed her eyes, her body returning to normal. She began to cry.
"What's the matter, baby?" he asked, rolling off and looking down at her hot naked body.
"Dad… it was so dirty. How could you?" Her sobbing cries grew louder. "Oooo, Dad. I'm so ashamed!"
Alan laughed, climbed out of bed and dressed. "You'll get over it," he said. "Just keep it our secret and everything will be all right." He left, closing the door behind him.
"Oooo, God," she cried, crawling out of bed. Every muscle in her body ached. "What is the matter with me?"
The things she had said and done with her father haunted her. The things he had done and the names he had called her made her sick.
She stumbled into the bathroom, tears streaming down her face. "I'm a nice girl," she shouted.
She ran the water and climbed in, the shower washing away her shame.