However, all night long she tossed and turned as she dreamt of being fucked over and over by an endless succession of men. She woke up feeling worn out.
All morning long she rehearsed how she would explain things to her father. When it was time to get ready, she dressed in a conservative dress which buttoned down the front and which came to just above her knees. She didn't wear makeup, although she did brush through her hair. She didn't want to look bad, she just didn't want to appear attractive to her father. But even then, it was hard for her, for she had always done things to please her daddy, whether getting straight A's or being a cheerleader or basketball player. And she still loved him and wanted to please him. But he shouldn't be forcing her into having sex. Even if it was the best sex she'd ever had! For several moments she relived the incredible pleasure of being pinned and fucked by her father's body. But she realized that she was being aroused again and she ruthlessly stopped her mind from remembering.
There was no answer at the door, so Cindy let herself into her father's place. "Daddy?" she called out. There was no response. She climbed the stairs and started down the hallway to his room. "Daddy?" she called out again.
As she passed a darkened room she screamed as a figure leaped out and grabbed her. She recognized her father's voice as he held her and laughed. "Boo!" he said.
"That's not funny, Daddy, why I..." and then Cindy paled. She could tell that her father was naked, and without another word, he pulled her mouth to his and began kissing her.
Cindy struggled, turning her head away, "Daddy, Stop! We...we need to TALK!"
But her father wasn't paying any attention. He gripped the back of her neck more tightly and brought her mouth back to his. She stopped struggling, but she kept her lips together. She could feel her father's prick pressing against her belly. She tried to ignore it, but she could feel that her body was heating up. Her breasts seemed to be swelling, her nipples tingling.
When her father's hand reached down and grabbed one of her asscheeks through her dress, she gasped. When she opened her mouth, her father's tongue entered it and she moaned as he began frenching her. Several minutes later, Cindy had relaxed and though she wasn't aggressively kissing him back, she wasn't resisting him either.
When her daddy's hand grabbed a breast and began gently squeezing it, she moaned into his mouth. She had been without the touch of a man for such a long time. Yesterday had been incredible, making her realize how much she needed and wanted to be touched like this. But it was her FATHER...it was WRONG, she said to herself.
But Cindy didn't resist when her father took one of her hands and pulled it between his legs. She felt the hot flesh of his prick and she simply couldn't resist wrapping her fingers around it and softly squeezing it.
Her father responded by groaning into her mouth, kissing her more deeply. Cindy forgot that she was going to talk to her father. His cock was so beautiful in her hand. The soft skin, but underneath the muscle was very hard. Images of her sucking on his beautiful prick and being impaled by its length flashed before her.
She realized that she was in the grip of raging lust and it was going to happen again. Could it be true? Was she a cock hungry slut, as her father had said? Was she just like her mother? Just asking the question in her mind made her begin stroking her father's prick as she willingly kissed him back.
Still kissing and holding her as she stroked his hot cock, Jack moved his daughter down the hall to his bedroom. He had thought that scaring her would be fun. But just seeing her reminded him of what a spectacular piece of tail she was, and he could hardly wait to fuck his prick deep inside her tight little pussy.
His hands were fumbling with the buttons of her dress. There were so many, he was getting frustrated. "Fuck it! I'll get you a new dress," he said as he took the front and savagely pulled it down, buttons popping off.
Cindy was shocked at the tremendous hunger her father was showing for her. Having him rip her dress off should have angered her, but instead, it made her feel a weak-kneed pleasure at his unstoppable desire for her body. His huge hands made short work of her slip as well, ripping it off her body as she stood before him.
Her father dropped to his knees and within seconds he had pulled her white panties down to her knees. "Get out of that fucking bra!" he growled and then leaned forward and plastered his lips to her wet pussy lips. His hands began roughly playing with her naked ass cheeks as he licked her sticky cunt.
The quickness and the ferocity of her father's actions were arousing her immensely. He had stripped her almost naked and was sucking on her pussy within minutes of her coming into his house. His sheer force of desire overwhelmed the protests she had so carefully constructed in her mind and reduced her once again to that naked Daddy's little girl state of mind, who submissively accepted everything her Daddy did to her.
Cindy quickly peeled off her bra as she closed her eyes and moved her legs farther apart to give her daddy access to her throbbing wet pussy. His tongue was stabbing in and out of her wet cunt, licking up and down the sticky wetness of her twat, teasing her clit.
She felt him pushing her panties further down her legs to pool around her ankles. She sobbed as she stepped out of them, temporarily lifting her leg, giving him open access to her pussy.
He stabbed deep inside her pussy with his tongue as she groaned loudly.
He pulled back from her and as he stood, reason returned for an instant, and she said "No Daddy. We can't do this. Please let me go. We need to talk!"
But then she was in his arms and his huge hands were caressing her naked ass and he was bending down to kiss her again. With a weak sob of surrender, Cindy opened her mouth and accepted the ravaging kiss of her father.
He pulled her over to the bed, and turning, fell back on it, pulling the naked body of his daughter down on top of him. His prick was wedged between her thighs, pressing on the bottom of her ass cheeks as her titties pressed once again against his chest. Her father put his hands on either side of her face and gently and sweetly kissed her.
She responded to his tenderness by kissing him back, and their tongues dueled as she squirmed all over the hardness of his muscular body.
Breaking the kiss for a second, her Daddy said "Sit down on my cock, baby. I want to feel your hot little cunt riding up and down my prick!"
Cindy shivered in lust from his words but dutifully reached down and grasped his shaft, lifting it straight up. She lifted her hips and centered her wide-spread pussy over the top of her father's cock.
Her father took her full tits in his hands and caressed them, milking her thickening nipples and giving her hot bolts of pleasure as she lowered her wet cuntal plane until her wide-spread pussy lips came into wet contact with his cockhead.
Together, Father and daughter groaned as Cindy impaled her body on her father's rampant cock. Her pussy muscles were rippling up and down his cock shaft as she felt his huge prick head move up her pussy tunnel, finally butting against her cervix as she settled down on him, filled with his thickness.
Cindy's objections were gone as she lifted her hips off of her daddy's cock, then sat back down taking it all deep within her belly.
"Come on baby, fuck your daddy's prick. YEAH, use your sweet little cunt. Shit, that feels good, just like your Mom used to ride me!"
Her father continued chanting lewd encouragement to her as she moaned and sobbed while she was bouncing up and down on his cock. A light film of sweat appeared on her body, for she was doing all the work. All of the desire and lust that had been building up inside her over the years was finally beginning to come out. When her father reached a hand behind her squirming buttocks and probed between her asscheeks, she gasped and moaned "Ohh YES, Daddy! Yes, put your finger inside my bottom. Oh, it's so nasty. Do it to me, Daddy. DO IT TO ME!"
Jack was reminded of his late wife, the way she would ride him, as his beautiful daughter went wild fucking his prick and shoving her ass back to impale herself on his probing finger as well. He pulled her down and slurped a thick, distended nipple into his mouth, gently nibbling on her flesh as she cried out and began cumming around his finger and prick.
When Cindy collapsed on her father, he rolled out from under her. Getting behind her, he lifted her hips and fit his cockhead in the socket of her pussy, and thrust inside her wet pussy channel. Slowly he fucked her doggie as he rested her head on her crossed forearms, her back arched as she tilted her hips up to get as much of her Daddy's hard prick inside her as possible.
For the next thirty minutes, Cindy's father thrust in and out of her pussy, adjusting his strokes between long and short as well as changing the angle of his thrusting. From time to time he would lean over, reach underneath her, and gently tweak and pull on her nipples, making her groan beneath him.
She was the most incredibly sexy creature he'd ever fucked. He felt proud that she was his daughter, and as he fucked her, draining her lust and driving her to orgasm after orgasm, he knew that he truly did love her. He wanted to protect her, and he knew that if he didn't fuck her, she would be vulnerable to guys like that asshole who had publicly shamed her.
