Sleeping with her dad was much better than sleeping alone, and Cindy wondered how she'd managed to spend the first eighteen years of her life sleeping by herself.
Her dad fucked her every night before she went to sleep, fucked her again when she woke up in the morning, and often fucked her once or twice during the night. Sometimes she'd wake up in the middle of the night to the feel of her dad's cock sliding in and out of her asshole or cunt, to the feel of his belly smacking against her ass, or to the sound of him grunting like a bull as he drove toward orgasm.
A few times, Cindy woke up to the feel of lint already squirting inside her, and sometimes, she was sure, she didn't wake up at all as her dad fucked her and creamed her and went beck to sleep.
She liked to sleep on her side, with her dad on his side behind her, his arms around her, his nose nuzzling her neck through her blonde hair, his cock squeezed between her thighs or anchored in her cunt or ass hole. She always went to sleep with his cock buried inside her, and sometimes she'd wake up to find that it hadn't slipped out of her all night long. It stayed hard once it got into her, softening only slightly at times, as if to rest from its fierce hardness. Cindy loved her dad's cock. She only wished he had three of them instead of one. She wanted one for her mouth, one for her whole, and one for her cunt.
If she had to get up during the night to pins, her dad usually got up with her and followed her into the bathroom. She'd sit on the toilet with her legs spread as he half-asleep dad lapped at the golden juice trickling from between her golden-furred pussylips.
Jim loved drinking Cindy's piss, and when he kissed her afterwards, she'd taste her piss on his lips. One night, after she'd pissed and he'd drunk her golden juice, her dad got up in front of the toilet, his enormous prick drooping, and as he began to piss, Cindy impulsively leaned over and darted her tongue at the golden fluid streaming from his cock.
The taste was as bitter as the strong beer her dad had taken to buying, and it gave her head a kick like beer too, but something about the taste excited her, and she grabbed her dad's pissing cock and stuffed it into her mouth.
Jim turned toward her, groaning as she sucked his cock and gulped down throatfuls of his hot piss. She almost gagged a few times, but she was determined not to, and she managed to drain his bladder without losing more than a few trickles down her neck and tits.
"Baby, you're a doll!" Jim said. He stroked her blonde head, enjoying the sight of her with his huge cock stuffed in her mouth and trickles of his piss leaking from the corners of her lips.
Cindy cooed her appreciation and kept on sucking. Her dad's cock hardened, stuffing her throat, sliding down her gullet. She bobbed her head, rippling her lips aver his cock-veins, flicking her tongue at the sensitive underside of his cock as he worked it in and out of her mouth. As she sucked him, she massaged his balls, slid her hand under his balls and between his legs, rubbed her middle finger up and down his asscrack, and twisted it up into his asshole.
"Aw, Christ that feels great!" Jim groaned. "Careful, or I'll come too quick! Where'd you learn to do that?"
Whenever she fingerfucked her dad's asshole, he asked her where she'd learned to do it. Cindy never answered his question, because she was afraid to tell him that the Martinson twins had taught her.
Jim had no idea that she was fucking and sucking the Martinson twins as often as she was fucking and sucking him. Both boys loved having their assholes fucked by her stiff middle fingers as she blew their smelly cocks, and Cindy could make them come instantly if she jabbed the right spot in their assholes. Unlike her dad, the boys didn't care how quick she made them come, because they could come again five minutes later.
Cindy jabbed her middle finger at the mass of swelling flesh in her dad's asshole, feeling it grow as big as a walnut and contract. She rammed her finger in and out, hammering the meaty swelling with her fingertip, munching her dad's cockhead and licking his cock. His cock flexed, quivered, and began to spurt. Slimy jism splashed against her tonsils.
"Ohhh, baby, drink it!"
Her dad cradled her head in his hands and forced his cock deeper into her throat, shooting his jism straight down her gullet. His cock shuddered with each ejaculation, sending vibrations of pleasure through Cindy's lips and head.
She sucked his cock dry, using her hand to milk the last jelly-like gobs of spunk out of his piss-tube. His cock flopped out of her mouth.
"You never get enough, do you?" her dad asked.
Cindy smiled up at him. "Uh-uh! I could eat your jism for breakfast, lunch and supper!"
The next morning, she woke up to find herself alone in bed. Wondering what was up, she bounded down the stairs, her tits flapping, her long blonde hair trailing behind her. In the kitchen, she found her dad beating over a bowl of steaming oatmeal. She giggled as he shot wads of creamy spunk into the bowl. He told her to sit down and he shoved the bowl in front of her.
"Eat," he said, and Cindy picked up her spoon.
The oatmeal had a spicy taste.
"Like it?"
"Not bad," Cindy said. "Can I have this every morning from now on? I'll milk the cow if you don't want to."
"Filthy little bitch!"
As Cindy munched on her jismed oatmeal, her dad crawled under the table, slid up between her legs, and started licking out her tangy crotch. He licked her pink, inner cuntlips clean, then plunged his tongue up her cunthole. Her toes curled against the kitchen floor. Before she'd finished eating, she was coming with her dad's tongue inside her. She squirmed on her chair, moaning and humping as her dad sucked juice from her pussy.
Cindy burped.
"Great breakfast," she said. "From now on you can do the cooking."
"I'll cook you, if you don't watch out." Her dad crawled out from under the table, his rigid cock in his hand, his tongue licking pussyjuice off his lips.
Cindy giggled as he picked her up out of her chair and laid her face-up on the breakfast table. He raised her legs, rested her heels against his shoulders, and moved up close so he could slide his cock into her.
Cindy's toes curled as his pulsating prick slid to the hilt up her cunt. She sighed, luxuriating in the sensation. As many times as she'd been fucked, she was always surprised at the sensation when a cock first entered her. It was like a big greased rattlesnake slipping into her and crawling around inside her. She loved it.
"Mmmm, Daddy, fuck me!" Cindy moaned.
She tossed her blond head slowly, enjoying the feel of her dad's hot cock fucking in and out of her. She played with her tits, rubbing and squeezing them, pinching her nipples. Her toes wiggled against her dad's cheeks, and he grabbed her feet, pressed them together, and stuffed her toes into his mouth.
"Oooooh, Daddy, suck my toes! It drives me crazy!"
Her dad's cock flexed inside her, quivering and pulsating as he rammed it repeatedly up her crotch. His cock always became very hard when he was sucking on parts of her body such as her nipples, pussy, or toes. She knew he was wild for her feet. Often, he'd drop down in front of her and crouch like a cat as he lapped at her dirty toes. Sometimes he'd press her feet around his cock and jack himself off with them. Sometimes he'd intentionally squirt jism on her feet, then lick the jism off as it trickled down her insteps and between her toes.
"Oooooh, Daddy, you're gonna make me come!" Cindy gasped. She squirmed on the table, churning her cunt on his cock, wiggling her hot toes in his mouth.
His spit ran down her feet. Her pussyjuice frothed out around his plunging cock and dripped down the edge of the table. He grunted, fucking faster, ramming his cock up her crotch so deep that his cockhead popped repeatedly into the mouth of her womb. His eyes rolled back and his body started to shudder.
"I'm coming, baby!"
"Me too." Cindy gasped. "Oh, Daddy!" As her dad's cum burst into her pussy, Cindy's pussy erupted with spasms.
"Ahhhh, baby!" Jim groaned, thrusting wildly with each explosion of cum.
"Daddyyyy!" Cindy's toes clutched, clawing at her dad's face. Her blonde head rolled from side to side. She was delirious.
After she'd stopped spasming and he'd stopped shooting, Jim kept fucking her, and Cindy nearly screamed from the intense sensations shooting through her cunt. He lay forward on top of her, grinding his chest on her tits, fucking his cock in her super-sensitive pussy. Her knees were pressed to her shoulders. She was being crushed. He laughed as she squirmed under him. He fucked her fast and hard, until she came again. Finally, he pulled out.
"Now it's your turn to make me some breakfast," Jim said.
"You already had your breakfast," Cindy said.
"I guess I'll have to fuck you again," her dad said.
"Okay, I'll make your breakfast!"
Cindy got up quickly, before her dad could get hold of her, and she scampered to the refrigerator.
Her dad laughed. "What's the matter, your old man too much for you?"
"Sometimes," Cindy said, breaking an egg into a bowl.