Author's Note: I'm sorry it's been so long coming (pun intended), but life took a nasty turn on me in the Summer. Thank you all for your well wishes and your interest and kind words about this series. *evil grin* I'm baaaackkkk...!
Author's Note: This story is based on a series of true incidents. Names and location have been changed for obvious reasons. All persons in this story are over the age of 18. Literotica is the only site that has my permission to post this story (and subsequent chapters).
CLICK-CLICK...dial tone...
John gave a slight shrug as the connection was lost and tossed the cordless onto the desk beside him. While he enjoyed his conversations with Joan, right now she really wasn't a priority! And who could blame him, considering the sight before his eyes.
His youngest daughter, Karen, still kneeling in front of him, her eyes slightly glazed with lust, her tiny pink tongue flicking out to catch a drop of his hot cum that dripped down her face and coated her pert teen breasts. Despite the incredible amount of jizz that had already shot out of him, John's cock refused to deflate.
Karen smiled at her father and stood up slowly, pulling her bikini top off the rest of the way and carelessly tossing it to one side. Then, her blue eyes never leaving John's face, looking suddenly shy, she tucked her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts and tugged them down, letting the denim pool around her ankles briefly, stepping out of them to stand totally nude before her (pleasantly) surprised and extremely aroused father.
John couldn't believe his eyes! God she was gorgeous! From her cum-covered tits to her neatly trimmed teenage cunt, she was like a vision. Her young breasts, although still developing, were at least a 34C and firm. Capping the delicious mounds were light brown nipples, the size of a pencil eraser (just the right size for sucking thought John). His eyes slid down her young body, past her smooth stomach to the sweet treasure nestled between her thighs. The curls, usually a light blonde, were dark with her juices and the lips were puffy and swollen, peeking out at the man who had helped create them. The inside of her thighs glistened with her arousal and John ached to lick it off them, then let his tongue follow the trail to the source.
Without a word, Karen walked to the sofa and lay down on it, turning her head to her father. John didn't need a second invitation. Straddling her slender hips, he gently lowered himself to her, his throbbing cock pressing against her adolescent mound. Making sure he didn't put all his weight on her, John bent his head and flicked his tongue against a nipple; his prick jumping at the soft moan of pleasure that escaped his daughter's lips. His mouth opened and gently drew in a hard nipple, suckling it softly, then nipping gently, the bud tasting sweeter than anything he could imagine. John had the impression he could almost feel it throb as he circled the teen tit with his tongue.
Karen was writhing and whimpering below him now, her hips pressing up, grinding against his pulsating cock. He knew without looking down that he was leaking pre-cum all over his baby daughter's pubic hair. Slowly, like a man in a dream, John moved his mouth to lave attention on the other breast. Glancing up, he saw that Karen's eyes were closed and her lips were parted. She hadn't wiped any of his cum from her face and he could still make out splotches of it in her hair.
His hand slid from her breast to her flat stomach, a large finger slowly circling and teasing her belly button, then brushing over the damp curls. He shifted his weight and let his mouth follow where his fingers had been, kissing down her tummy to her sweet, wet slit. John inhaled deeply, the musky scent of his daughter's arousal almost causing him to cum right there. He felt his balls tighten slightly and his prick jump as he finally buried his face between those soft, wet, swollen folds, tasting the tangy-sweet cunt juice of his youngest daughter.
Karen gasped and squirmed beneath her father's hot tongue, the sensations driving her wild. Although she was always thinking about sex, she'd never really done anything; just kissed a few boys and let them feel her up. Of course, she masturbated, almost daily, but even that didn't compare. God, she never wanted this to stop! Wanting his tongue and face deeper into her dripping pussy, she spread her legs wider -- one on the back of the sofa, the other on the floor -- shamelessly exposing herself for her father.
John moaned as he watched her and, with each index finger, he separated the slippery folds of her cunt, revealing his baby girl's hard, hot clit. It had to be at least an inch long and so thick. John could swear he could almost see it throb. Unable to hold back any longer, he buried his face back into his youngest girl's cunt and captured her sweet clit between his lips, sucking it hungrily, his large hands cupping her ass, holding her young sex to his face.
Karen went wild, holding his head down and bucking against his mouth as the young teen had an instant and intense orgasm. "Oh god! Yessss...oh Daddy...mmmm...suck me...suck my pussy...ohhhhhhhhhhh...I'm going to cum, Daddeeeeeeeeeeee..." Her juices flowed like a river in springtime into her father's mouth and down his chin. John thought he was going to lose it right there. He watched his daughter climax, her sweet, innocent face flushed, her nipples like rocks, her breathing ragged, eyes closed.
His finger slowly traced the puffed out lips of her pussy as she came down from her peak. Panting, she shifted slightly and slid out from under her father, gently pushing him to his back, then straddled his hips, rubbing her slick teen gash up and down his rock-hard prick. "Mmmm..ohh...daddy...if you want to, we could...ummm...we could do it..." her hips rode back and forth slowly and John struggled to keep control. Grinning, she slid down his body so that she was lying on his legs and her hot breath was coating his prick. "Or, I could just suck you again..."
