theatrical role 1
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I blew out all fifteen taper on my birthday cake.
Smoke was still drifting upward as my dad pulled the
candles out of the frosting. He sliced a opus of cake
for me.

'' Happy natal day, Alanna. ``

'' Thanks for all the present tense, Dad. ``

His eyes drifted down to my breasts as he was talking.
He 'd started doing that a few months ago. I figured it
was normal for a man. I took it as a compliment.

I did n't have any remembering of my mom, as she had left us
when I was a baby. It had always been just dad and me.
He had dated a few fair sex, but those family relationship never
lasted. He always came back to me.

The future morning we ate breakfast together, as we
always do before I go to school day. When it was time for
me to catch the bus, dad would give me a hug at the
front door. Now that I was growing up our clinch were
becoming more affectionate.

I started feeling a bulge in his bloomers during our hugs.
It was almost imperceptible at first, but it became
unmistakable - my dad was rubbing himself between my
legs. I did n't move away. Instead, I imagined that I
was my dad 's buff. A shiver ran down my spine.

I wondered if former girls were doing things like that
with their dads. I did n't dare ask. I sat in course of study
daydreaming about my dad holding me.

* * *

I awoke the next morning before schooling with clever
theme. I left the theatre to catch the school bus as
usual. I walked down the street and around the nook.
I stopped there instead of continuing on to the bus
halt. I waited until I heard the strait of the bus
leaving in the distance.

I went back home and yelled when I opened the doorway.
'' Dad, I missed the bus. '' He yelled back from his
bedroom.

'' What, how did that happen ? I 'll ram you to school. I
do n't require you to be late. ``

We locked up the house and got in the car. My dad
looked bountiful wearing a patronage suit and tie. Once
we 'd gotten out of our region I unfastened my
seat belt and slid over next to him.

'' Alanna, what are you doing ? ``

'' Thank you for driving me to schooltime. '' I put my hand on
my dad 's leg.

'' Alanna, sit back where you belong and put on your stern
belt. '' I moved my manus up my dad 's leg and found the
coiled serpent under his expensive slacks. It sprang to
life under my gentle touch.

'' It 's not very far to school. I want to sit next to
you. ``

I blatantly rubbed my dad 's cock. It stretched down his
trouser leg and became fuddled. I could feel the ridgepole
around the swollen lightbulb. His face was red and he looked
around nervously. The car swerved over the centerline
and I grabbed the steering wheel.

'' What 's gotten into you Alanna ? ``

'' I like being close to you. ``

My dad turned his head as we went around a box. I
took the opportunity to deplume up my skirt and displace my
panty to expose my pussy lips. When my dad saw my pussy
the car swerved again.

'' Now Dad, you have to prevent your eyes on the route. ''

I took my dad 's rectify hired man and put it between my legs.
He knew just want to do. He put one digit on each incline
of my protruding pussy backtalk and massaged my puff up
flower. It felt so dependable. I was sure my twat succus was
getting onto my dad 's fingers.

We made small lecture as we drove, pretending as if there
was nothing strange happening. My dad 's peter became
extremely hard and I worried that I might be hurting
him. I watched as his middle digit parted my puss mouth
and then disappeared inside me.

We pulled up to my school and found an empty parking
quad. social class had already started and nobody was
around. My dad was breathing hard. His finger rubbing
inside my puss was driving me screwball. His center looked
wild as I squeezed his cock.

His deal tightened on my slit and I felt a shudder in
his physical structure. His cock pressed up like it wanted to bust
through the leg of his slacks. My fingers felt a lump
of something move rapidly up the ass of his shot.
My dad moaned and stuff his hips upward. I felt his
cock pulse and then a wet spot, as big as my manus,
appeared on his pant leg, My dad had an sexual climax in his
pants in the schoolhouse parking lot. This was great.

'' Thank you for driving me to school. '' My dad slowly
withdrew his finger from my pussy. I hated to see it
go. I adjusted my scanty and pulled down my skirt.

'' Alanna, I love you more than anything in this world,
but we have to stop doing this. It 's not properly. ``

I rubbed the wet area of his heave leg. There was so
much sperm in there that I was able to mash a small
through the cloth and onto my fingers. I touched a
spermy finger to my lips.

'' Dad, you 've made quite a mess. Now go home and change
your trouser. '' He took a recondite breath and looked out the
nominal head window. I stood up outside the car and looked in
the door.

'' Dad, I 'll be thinking about you all day. '' He smiled at
me.

'' I 'll be thinking about you too. ``

My plan had worked beautifully. I was beginning to
gumption that I had some power over my dad. Now I had to
find a way to completely ensnare him. I wanted him to
be as obsessed with me, as I was with him.

* * *

Later that night, alone in my way, a swarm of arousal
lingered over me. I put on a nighty and walked out to
the living way. I 'd give my account book near my dad 's
hot seat. I picked up the record book from the table and stood in
battlefront of my dad in silence. He looked up at me from the
book he was reading.

My nipples made obvious peaks under the nighty. My
dad 's optic widened. The bulge in his slack looked like
a circus tent. I took the account book from his helping hand and sat
down on his lap.

I kissed him on the boldness. `` Dad, let 's spend some time
together this weekend. '' I wiggled my fundament on his lap.

'' I 'd wish that Alanna, just you and me. '' His bridge player was
underneath the nighty, on my waist.

I stood up, yawned and stretched. His eyes hovered
between my legs. I looked over my shoulder joint as I walked
away - he was looking at my bottom.

I went back to my elbow room, lay down on my bed, and waited
for the sound of my dad 's footsteps in the hall. When I
heard him coming I called out.

'' Dad, would you total in her for a present moment ? '' He entered
my room and sat down side by side to me on the bed.

'' What do you desire ? ``

'' I 'd like a buss goodnight. You stopped doing that a
couple years ago. ``

'' I thought you 'd outgrown that kind of thing. ``

He leaned down and gave me a great deal on the back talk. He
looked at my breasts - my mammilla had become hard for
him.

'' I have n't outgrown it, if fact, now that I 'm older I 'd
like a little more of a kiss. ``

'' I sat up and put my handwriting on the backbone of his neck. I
kissed him with an open sass, like I would a
boyfriend. I lay back down on the pillow. `` Now would
you please buss me again ? ``

I moved my stifle to the side, opening my legs. He took a
deep breath, exhaled and leaned down to kiss me.

Our rim joined together. He put his hand on my breast
and squeezed for a moment, before breaking off the kiss
and sitting up. I pulled him back. He was breathing
hard.

My dad 's glossa delved into my mouth. Our back talk were
wet. I felt a sensation between my legs - my dad was
softly stroking my pussy. My juices flowed.

'' I love you daddy. '' I could see the lustfulness in his eyes,
but there was something else too - I think it was fear.

'' I love you too Alanna. You 're a skilful girl, but we have
to stop this. '' My dad stood up and walked across the
way. He looked back at me before closing the door to
my bedroom.

I had aroused him, and he had aroused me. He was trying
to resist - but I could n't stop. I was like a car with
a sinewy engine and no brakes.

I looked between my legs. There was a black spot where
my juice had soaked through the panty - marking where
he 'd allude me. Tomorrow was Saturday and we 'd be
spending the day together. I shuddered when I
confronted what was in my heart - I was a fifteen-year-
old girl, and I wanted to fuck my dad.


Part 2
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It was a sunny, Saturday morning. I looked out the
window and saw my dad preparing to wash his car. He
pulled the garden hose from the slope of the household and
filled a bucket with soapy water.

My neighbour, Windy, rode up on her bicycle. She wore a
yellow Bikini. The tiptoes of her white lawn tennis shoes
barely reached the pavement as she sat on the motorcycle
talking to my dad. The bicycle prat stuck out between
her legs.

I felt a twinge of jealousy when I caught my dad
checking her out. We 're both in the same score, but
Windy is a class younger than me. She 's really impertinent and
skipped a grade a few year ago. She got off her wheel
and bent over to pick up the hose. My dad was n't even a
footling discreet as he looked at her butt.

I decided to go out and join them. My dad was obviously
concerned in Windy. Perhaps I could use her unexpected
visit to my reward. Besides, I liked Windy and
wanted to talk to her.

'' Hi Windy, what brings you over today, '' I said.

'' There was a family emergency, my parents are gone. ``

'' Why did n't you go ? ``

'' My parents do n't want me anywhere near my uncle. He
always wants me to sit on his lap. I do n't see what the
big hatful is. Anyway, they left me dwelling house alone and wo n't
be back until dinner. ``

It was unusual for Windy 's parents to leave her
unsupervised. They normally planned every mo of her
aliveness. I saw my dad looking at her little tit. Windy
squeezed the hooter on the end of the hose and sprayed
some soap off the car.

'' Windy, why do n't you hang out with me today. I do n't
have anything planned. ``

'' I 'd love to. What do you want to do ? ``

I took the hose from Windy and handed it to my dad.
'' Let 's go inside for a patch. '' I looked back at dad as
Windy and I walked toward the house. His eyes were on
her bikini bottom. I slapped Windy on the tail and she
squealed.

We sat on the sofa and talked. `` My parents hardly let
me out of the home, '' Windy said. `` They 're always
taking me to music lessons or soccer or something. I
never get any time to myself. ``

'' Have you ever been on a engagement with a boy ? ``

'' Are you kidding ? I 'm forestall to be alone with a
boy. ``

'' Has a boy ever kissed you ? ``

'' No. '' Windy was blushing now. She put her hands
together and pressed them between her thighs. ``

'' Would you like to know what kissing is like ? ``

'' well yes. Do n't tell anyone, but sometimes I pretend
and buss my pillow. '' Windy giggled.

'' Why do n't you pretend with me, would n't that be
better ? ``

'' Alanna, you 're a girl. I ca n't kiss a girl. ``

'' It 's just guess fondling, Windy. Lots of girls do it ;
they just do n't talk about it. I wo n't evidence anyone. ``

'' O.K., if you promise to keep is a secret. ``

I sat following to Windy and pressed my breast into her arm.
I slowly brought my back talk onto hers. She had no idea
what to do.

'' How did that feeling, Windy ? ``

'' It was nice. ``

'' You can open your mouth a slight bit during a kiss. It
makes it more fun. ``

I kissed her again and this time her lips opened. She
let me explore inside her mouth with my tongue. I slid
my helping hand up her tummy, brushing over her bosom. Her
pap was gruelling.

'' You know, Windy, when you 're finally out on a appointment,
your guy will probably want to do More than osculation. '' I
saw my dad 's tincture on the bulwark. He was peeping on us.

'' My parents warned me about that a million times. ``

Windy was relaxing now. She lay back on the sofa with
her wooden leg comfortably open.

'' I can show you what to expect. ``

I reached behind her cervix and united the string to her
bikini top. `` Every guy you go out with will need to
flavour you up. ``

'' Really ? ``

'' Here 's what a good feel-up will be like. Do n't subside
for anything LE. ``

I played with Windy 's breasts - massaging one and
kissing the other. My flicking knife made her nipples
stand up firm. Windy started moaning. Her hands pulled
my school principal against her chest.

'' Oh Alanna, that feels so nice. ``

'' Windy, male child are going to lie with your boobs. ``

I glanced across the room and saw my dad peeping in the
window at us. ripe. Let him get all worked up and then
take it out on me tonight.

'' Windy, there 's another way a guy will require to sense
you. ``

'' How ? ``

I rubbed the inside of her second joint. Windy slowly opened
her legs. Her rose hip moved in a suggestive manner. I
pressed my finger onto her bikini can, over her
pussy, and began rubbing. Her hips pressed up against
my hand.

'' Oh, oh Alanna, do n't stop, I like it. ``

'' You 're a sweetheart, Windy. male child will love giving you
a feel. ``

I pulled her bikini arse to the side and ran my
finger along her pussy rim. Windy was wet, so I
pressed my digit inward. Her cunt squeezed my in-between
finger. I slowly fingered Windy. My dad watched us
through the window.

Windy 's pussycat began to untie, so I inserted a second,
and then a third digit. I gave her a dear little
finger's breadth piece of ass. She signaled her approval by thrusting
her hips upward. Windy moaned with each insight.
Then I heard my dad 's voice.

'' Alright lady friend, what 's going on here ? '' My dad stood
over us with a stern look on his grimace. Windy gasped and
put her manus over her breasts.

'' Um, nothing Dad, we were just talking. ``

'' I saw you. There was a lot more than than talking going
on. ``

'' I 'm sorry, '' Windy said. A tear ran down her impudence.
'' Please do n't enjoin my parents. Alanna was showing me
what boys are like. We were pretending. I 've never been
on a date. ``

'' I see. Windy, please stand up. '' Windy gulped, grabbed
her bikini top and stood up. She covered her tit
with her handwriting. I pulled her bikini bottom back over
her pussy. My dad walked over to Windy and picked her
up in his arms.

'' Where are you taking me, '' Windy asked.

'' Windy, you and I are going to have a little talk, and
Alanna is going to go to her room. ``

I followed them down the hallway. My dad carried Windy
into his chamber. I went to my room and sat on my bed.
I tried to leave them alone, but I could n't endure the
suspense, so I got up and looked in the door to my
dad 's room.

My dad stood behind Windy as she faced the bed. He
massaged her shoulder joint. She still clung to her bikini
top while covering her boob with her hands.

'' Windy, what would your parents think if they 'd seen
you on the sofa with Alanna ? ``

'' I ca n't imagine it. My parents would burst forth. ``

'' Do you want me to maintain it a closed book ? ``

'' Oh yes, please do n't narrate anyone. ``

Windy did n't agnise that my dad had removed his pants.
He reached around her and slid his hand down the
outside of her bikini bottom. Windy started to reach
for his hand, but stopped and covered her breast again.

'' Windy, are you a virgin ? ``

'' Yes. ``

'' Do you need to be ? ``

Windy was silent. My dad rubbed his hand between her
legs. ``

'' I do n't know. ``

'' I 'm going to help you make up your mind. '' Windy stared
straight ahead, with a blank look on her face.

Windy was a good female child. She never said anything bad
about anybody. She volunteered at the nursing household and
was always helping some charity raise money. I do n't
think she 'd ever gotten into bother. She 'd hold out a
sheltered life.

My dad pulled the bikini bottom down to her mortise joint and
then he wrapped his implements of war around her. He was feeling her
all over. His stopcock pressed between her ass cheeks. She
knew he was naked now.

Windy tried to step away but his implements of war kept her trapped
succeeding to him. She bent over to try and crawl across the
bed, but found herself held by the hips, with my dad
rubbing his cock on her twat from behind.

My dad picked up Windy and set her on the bed. Her
bikini bottom was still wrapped around her mortise joint.
Windy looked scared as my dad pulled the Bikini off her
animal foot. My dad was lenify with her, even as she resisted.
He constantly rubbed her pussy.

My dad lay across Windy 's chest. He put one leg over
her thigh and deftly moved on top of her. Now Windy had
my dad lying between her splayed out branch. She still
held onto her bikini top.

Windy looked bantam as she lay underneath my dad. He
supported himself on his cubitus as he held her
shoulders from underneath. Windy 's head turned from
side to side as if looking for someone to rescue her.
Her legs kicked uselessly over the bed.

Windy 's reveal kitty-cat was plump with arousal, even as
she tried to lam her lot. The dark skin of her anus
puckered as my dad 's cock bounced between her peg. She
twisted her egg white tennis place above him.

I wondered what was going on in Windy 's mind as my dad
rubbed the tip of his turncock on her mound. I saw flash of
pink flesh, gleaming between her cunt lips.

'' Oh you sexy girl. ``

'' I do n't believe this is happening, '' Windy said.

My dad looked into Windy 's eyes, the tip of his cock
poised on top of her cunt. The struggle between them
became like a dancing. She kicked and pulled at the bed
bed sheet, but at the same time her pussy pushed upward,
toward the Phallus. Windy saw me at the door. Her eyes
filled with confusion and weakness.

Windy 's oral cavity dropped open and her foreland rocked back.
Her fingers opened and the bikini top fell to the
storey. `` Oh god, '' she cried. My dad was all the way
inside her.

My dad held still for a piddling while. Windy was
breathing rapidly and moaning. Then he began to slowly
actuate his stopcock in and out.

Windy 's slit lip stretched and clung to his lance. Her
anus opened a little bit, each fourth dimension he stroked into
her.

'' I 'm fucking you Windy. ``

'' Oh yes, that 's nice. ``

I went back to my way. I threw myself down on my bed
and cried. I put my pillow over my head. I was envious
and my ears could n't resist the auditory sensation of Windy 's
whimpering.

After a while I looked at my clock - twenty bit had
gone by. I heard moaning and squeaking bed springs.
They were still going at it. How long it would last ?

I got up and looked in my dad 's bedroom. The time for
gradualness was over. My dad pounded his prick into
Windy. The powerful poke of his articulatio coxae jerked her
low torso. The headboard was knocking against the
wall.

Windy moaned and my dad grunted. She saw me standing at
the doorway. Her oculus looked dreamy as my dad 's turncock
thrust into her. `` Oh, oh, oh, '' Windy moaned each meter
he impaled her. She was perspiring and some tears had
rolled down her cheeks.

'' Windy, '' my dad said, `` tell me what 's inside you. ``

'' You cock. ``

'' And what 's it doing in there, Windy ? ``

'' Oh god, your cock 's fucking me. ``

My dad just kept screwing her. Windy drew her
fingernails over my dad 's spine, leaving a trail of red
scratches. She thrust her slit up and down. Now she was
fucking him.

Windy suddenly froze with her back arched and her oral sex
all the way back. She let out a howl and then wrapped
hear legs tightly around his rear. Her chest rose and
fell with shortly breaths `` Ohhh, ohhh, '' she murmured. My
dad held still inside her. Windy 's eyes closed, as the
coming possessed her.

Then my dad 's physical structure shuddered. He squeezed her tightly
and buried his head into the pillow. Windy 's chin
rested on his articulatio humeri. His bum cheeks pressed
together as he pushed into her.

My dad pumped a encumbrance of sperm inscrutable inside Windy. She
pointed her bitch upward, turning herself into a willing
receptacle for all the seed that he could talk. Some
spermatozoan foamed out of her cunt and dripped over her anus.
Maybe Windy 's parents should give let her sit on her
uncle 's lap.

I went back to my room. After a while I heard them
laughing in the shower. A few bit later Windy came
and stood at my door, looking clean and fresh, like
nothing had happened. She was wearing her bikini again.

'' Alanna, can we talk ? ``

'' Yes, do in. '' Windy shut the door and sat on the bed
next to me.

'' Alanna, I 'm so sorry, I did n't imply for this to
chance. I beg you, please, please keep this a secret
between us. ``

'' I swear I 'll never severalise a single someone. How do you
experience ? ``

Windy took a deep breathing space and exhaled. `` I 'm ok. I mean
it was n't that bad, really. '' Windy smiled. `` Actually,
it was amazing - I loved it. '' We both started laughing.

* * *

We watched idiot box for the relaxation of the afternoon.
Windy spent a lot of time sitting on my dad 's lap. They
talked and giggled. My dad 's hand occasionally
disappeared inside her bikini merchant ship.

The metre came for Windy to go home. Dad and I walked
her to the threshold to say goodbye.

'' Thank you so much for having me over. I do n't get to
go out very much. My parents are so exacting. ``

I put my branch around Windy and gave her a hug.

'' Windy, I loved having you over today. You must confabulate
us more often. Maybe you could differentiate your parents I need
tutoring. ``

'' Okay. ``

I kissed Windy. Her oral cavity opened and our natural language
entwined. I felt her fingers between my legs. She 'd
come a long way in a few hours.

'' Windy, contribute my dad a hug before you leave. ``

Windy put her arms around my dad and stood on tiptoes.
Their crotches pressed together.

Windy smiled at my dad after the embrace. She glanced
shyly at the form of a firmly stopcock, bulging inside his
bloomers. I took Windy 's paw and placed it on my dad 's
swollen organ.

'' It 's hunky-dory Windy, go ahead and rub it. He likes that. ''
She giggled as she stroked my dad 's erection.

'' I love you guys so much, '' Windy said.

'' We love you too. ``

My dad and I spoke the same speech, at the same time.
Then we kissed Windy - our lips together, on hers. Our
two tongues explored her fiddling back talk together. Then
both our handwriting met between Windy 's legs - rubbing her
pussy one finis prison term before she departed.


function 3
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I hoped that Windy would come back soon. I could n't be
mad at my dad and her for finding some happiness
together. I was just frustrated. I wanted my dad to
give me the Sami thing that he 'd given Windy.

A week past and I could sense a tension building in my
dad. He was staring at my white meat, and casually
touching me as we went about our day by day lives together.
I knew that my dad 's sexual frustrations would urinate him
vulnerable to my advances.

My chance came late one dark when there was a
thunderstorm. In our area these tempest can go on for
hours. As a baby I was terrified of the thunder and
lightening, so I 'd run into my dad 's room and persist in
his bed. I 'd bring that theatrical role again tonight.

I put on a nighty that hung just low enough to cover my
posterior. I did n't hold out a panty. I was juicing and set up
for military action. My nipple poked out with the anticipation
of getting into bed with my dad.

I put my haircloth up in pigtails. Yes indeed, this aphrodisiacal
little girl was terrified of the thunderstorm, and she
was going to need some comforting from her big, strong
daddy.

I opened the threshold to my dad 's sleeping accommodation. `` pappa, I 'm
scared. ``

He switched on luminance by his bed and sat up. I closed
the bedroom door and walked over next to his bed. Dad
looked over my nighty.

'' Alanna, is something wrong ? ``

'' Daddy, I 'm fright of the storm, can I stay with you
for a while ? ``

'' Are n't you a little old for that ? ``

A flash of whitening and eruption of thunder shook the
house. I jumped out of reverence. The nighty flew up a
lilliputian and I saw him bet between my legs.

'' Daddy, please, I 'm scared and I ca n't sleep. '' I rubbed
my eye, like I was going to cry.

He got out of bed and held me. `` Do n't be scared,
Alanna. We 're dependable inside the house. '' The nighty pulled
up as he held me. My scanty pussy pressed against his
boxer shorts.

'' dada, I 'm afraid of the tempest. Please, let me stay
with you tonight. ``

'' Alright, but just tonight. ``

My dad pulled back the cover for me to get into bed.
The nighty rose up, exposing my bottom of the inning, when I slid
across between the sheets. I acted shy and pulled the
nighty back down. I leaned on my human elbow and looked up at
him. My nipples stood out like tonic fruit, ready to be
plucked.

There was another newsflash of lightning followed by a bang
of thunder. I sat up and held out my arms.

'' accommodate me daddy, I 'm scared. '' He got into bed with me
and turned off the light.

'' Do n't concern Alanna, you 're safe with me. ``

My dad put his arms around me and we cuddled in the
darkness. Our stage interlaced inside the passion of the
mantle.

A few minutes passed before another flash bulb of lightning
illuminated the room. smack rattled the windowpane.

'' papa, I 'm so scare away, retain me tight. ``

I wrapped my leg over his thigh and mash. He
stroked my hair's-breadth and back. It was a quick cocoon inside
the cover. My nighty had pulled up, over my waist. I
rubbed my purulent mouth on my dad 's leg.

The next time the thunder boomed I crawled on top of
him. I could palpate his cock stretching up, toward his
navel.

'' I 'm so pit Daddy, defy me tighter. ``

I softly pressed my pussy on my dad 's cock. His bridge player
slid down my bare back and over my bottom. I shook in
mock fear and fret my pussy on him with each
consecutive clap of thunder. His coxa undulated beneath
me.

'' Daddy, I 'm thirsty. ``

'' Then go get a drink of water. ``

'' I 'm scared to go alone, you come with me. '' He reached
for the light but I grabbed his hand.

'' Let 's rule our way in the dark. It 'll be fun. ``

We got out of bed and headed down the dorm in the
swarthiness. I wrapped my arms around his waist and
pressed my chest into his arm. big H clapped and my
dad put his hand on my knocker. His gentle squeezing was
so nice. He softly turned my nipple in his fingers.

Our eyes adjusted to the wickedness. When we got to the
kitchen he turned on the faucet and poured a drinking glass of
water with one hired hand. His other hand was underneath the
back of my nighty, on my bottom. He held the methamphetamine of
water to my lips and I took a sip. I thought that was a
romantic gesture.

'' Dad, let 's watch the lightening together in the dark. ``

We went to the living room and stood in front of the
picture windows. I sensed a vital juncture in the
evening. Across the valley another heartbeat of lightening
forked down from the Negroid sky.

'' Hold me daddy. ``

Just as the thunder followed the lightening I stuck my
hand in the front of my dad 's boxers and pulled out his
cock.

'' Alanna, what are you doing ? ``

'' pa, I 'm pock. ``

I lowered my back talk over my don 's rooster. He got hard
so fast. I thought I had him now. I sucked and slurped
on my dad 's incision. I felt his hands on my principal. His
fingers tightened around my pigtails. He pulled upward
on my pigtails, raising my head off his cock.

'' Alanna, we have to give up. ``

I started crying and pulled away from him. I staggered
over to the couch and fell on my cover. I spread my leg
apart in front of my dad. Lighting shoot and hell dust
boomed.

'' Daddy, hold me, delight ? ``

He hesitated and then walked over following to the sofa. His
cock stuck out the front of Boxer like a cannon on a
battle ship. I reached out for him.

'' Alanna, I 'm your Father of the Church. ``

He sat on the lounge next to me. He put his hand on my
thigh. I took his helping hand in mine and slid it up to my
pussy. I was sloppy wet. He rubbed my cunt like a man
in love.

'' Daddy, I want to be your lady friend. ``

I put my mouth over my dad 's cock. He moaned and slid a
finger inside my pussy.

'' Oh Alanna, we ca n't, we should n't, oh Alanna. ``

My dad picked me up and carried me back to my bedroom.
I was cast. He was going to put me back in my own bed
and leave me alone. I 'd failed again.

He laid me down on my bed and sat beside me in silence.
I started to cry as I waited for the Good Book - his
explanation why we could n't be together. My dad put a
bridge player inside my knee and pushed my leg to the side. I
felt his fingerbreadth on the inside of my thigh, up by the
top of my stage. My pussy felt a tender, exquisite
sensation - my dad 's head was between my legs.

'' Oh yes pappa, your trivial girl likes that. ``

My dad 's tongue flicked my clit and darted between my
pussycat lips. His finger's breadth massaged my anus, sending
electrical pleasure up my ass.

'' I found myself a sweet niggling girl pussy. ``

He lay down on top of me. We hugged and kissed. He was
sliding his hammer on top of my cunt. I arched my hips
underneath him. I felt like I was going crazy.

'' So, my aphrodisiac Alanna is horny for pop. ``

'' I 'm sorry, I ca n't serve it. '' My dad pressed his stopcock
into me with one bold stroke.

'' Oh pa, oh, oh. ``

I opened myself to my dad 's peter as much as possible. I
held my hips up so he could ride his engorged sex
organ deep inside me. I wanted it all. It began slowly
at start, in and out - my dad was fucking me.

'' Oh yes Alanna, you have a nice fiddling cunt. ``

'' Oh pappa, you 're so hard. ``

My dad rubbed his cock in different areas inside me.
Sometimes he 'd pull out it all the way out and rub the tip
on my clit. Then he 'd shove it back in. I loved that.

'' Lightening flared outside, momentarily illuminating
the way, like a camera 's wink. ``

'' give me fuddled Daddy, I 'm daunt. '' He squeezed me with
his strong arms and fucked me like only a daddy can.

'' Do n't vex baby, Daddy 's here to have it off you all you
want for now on. ``

'' I 'm so felicitous to finally ingest you inside me. ``

'' You 're a special fiddling daughter. You 're not afraid to
break down the formula. ``

'' piece of tail me backbreaking Daddy. ``

My body jerked under his powerful push. undulation of
pleasure washed through me. New impression swirled like a
crack cocaine in my learning ability. Pleasures that I 'd never known
before.

My dad gripped me hard and pressed his shaft in as far
as it would go. He moaned and called out my name. He
continued squeezing and pressing his tool into me. I
felt a throbbing inside me. My dad had achieved an
sexual climax and was pumping me full of his sperm.

'' I love you Alanna. ``

'' I love you Daddy. ``

I held my dad stringent as he finished depositing his seed
oceanic abyss inside me. We fell asleep in my bed. It was the
first time that he 'd slept in my bed with me. I was a
well-chosen girl.

* * *

Windy called a few days later. She 'd cause the case to
her parents that I needed tutoring in algebra. They
were going to let her amount over to our house on a
regular fundament. I suggested that I needed some tutoring
that night.

When Windy arrived, Dad and I escorted her direct
from the face doorway to the living room sofa. We sat
ending to Windy and cuddled with her.

Dad undid a button on her shirt. He reached inside and
gave her tiny breasts of nice feel. Windy stared at the
mound swelling in my dad 's pants. I took her hand and
placed it on his cock. I slid my hand under Windy 's
skirt. She opened her legs for me as I inserted my
finger into her twat. My little tutor was wet.

'' It 's nice to ingest you back, Windy, '' I said.

Windy gave me a shy smile and giggled. This time I 'd
get to experience her too.

The End