Cindy 's petty Bump
by Wistful

Male/Teen Female, tantalization, incest, consensual sex, romance, bareback, pregnant

That Night was n't the world-class time he 'd stepped out of the shower to find his lovely XIV year old daughter, Cindy, primping herself in front of the bathroom mirror. Sometimes, she 'd be wrapped in her own towel awaiting her turn, other times in a underbodice and panties ; sometimes just a lean push-up bra and a flip-flop. She 'd usually redden, peek at his swelling stopcock, sometimes even wink, then either go back to her primping, or scamper out giggling. She 'd done that for a few calendar month then, and it was getting tough for him to take, though nil was ever said. He 'd often race back into the john as she 'd exited, to desperately whack himself off and deposit a torrent of splooge in the toilet. Sometimes, he could imprecate he heard her giggle with glee as he closed the door in his mad rush. That night, however, would be very different.

When he stepped out of the rain shower this clip, he lost his breath in a whoosh !, as he beheld his tenacious, lean, raw, marriageable daughter bent over the sink applying mascara, her left leg straight, her right set at the genu, her coxa slightly swaying back and forth, her pleasant-tasting puffy-nippled a-cup titty pointing down and slightly forward, her elbows resting on the sink shelf, and her farsighted, silky auburn fuzz draped over her left shoulder, trailing one-half way down the cesspit locker, and her cherubic, aquiline face screwed-up in assiduity as she applied the live trivial bit of her makeup. That tied it.

He toweled-off as usual, all the while ogling, outright leering at his baby daughter 's lithe and lissome grade, and feeling his blood Begin to roil as the heat as his insistent cock once again arose to the occasion. This sentence, he let the towel drop as he stepped over beside and slightly behind Cindy. If she noticed, she did n't let on, humming a tuneless piece and casually switching to her former eye.

This clock time he thought, would be very dissimilar, as he stepped up beside Cindy, ostensibly to check himself out in the mirror, but definitely with former things on his mind. She 'd been teasing him in this way off and on for a few months now, whenever Brenda was away, and tonight, he was going to push her gasbag, see just how far she 'd go - if she would at all. Brenda had gone to her Sister 's for the weekend, and, if he could parley Cindy 's tease into more, well ... he 'd see over that time just how serious Cindy was.

If she 'd noticed him, surely she had, standing succeeding to her, she gave no indication, but continued dressing her eyes. Quivering with trepidation and expectation, he reached over with his free decent script and traced a fingernail down her stooge cheek. THAT got her aid :"Ooooh ... pop 's thouchin'me, ,, ( giggle )."She did n't impress, but shivered a bit. One of the responses he 'd hoped for ... He traced his finger back up be hind end cheek :"Ooooh, he done it again. How inappropriate ... ( more giggles ... )"“ ... any Thomas More inappropriate than you being in here naked while I 'm in the shower ?"“ I s'pose not,"Cindy cooed as he further moved his hand to cup and gently wring her coffin nail cheek ..."Yeow ! pappa ! That 's really unfitting ... ( sigh, giggle )."“ I do n't see ya complainin'..."“ Nope ... but I might ... dunno yet ..."Cindy flushed in the mirror, placed both paw on the sinkhole, sighed and giggled some more, like the fourteen year old child she was as he continued stroking, caressing and cupping her arse face. She sighed, went down on her articulatio cubiti, and closed her center. Bingo ! prison term for the next stair ...

He quivered in anticipation as he allowed his painfully throbbing rooster to graze Cindy 's left hip."Ow ! Daddy ! That 's really unfitting ! Mr. Cocky is touchin'me."“ Is that a ill ?"“ Uh ... not yet ..."“ Ok then ..."... and he slowly traced his fingers down her cute butt joint to the outer lips of her puffy pussy, tracing up and down those taboo lip while his cock danced up and down her left field hip. Her breather now coming in short gasps, she could barely get out,"Oh God, Daddy ! Really, REALLY inap -- -ooooh ! -- -propriate ..."His own breath accelerated and jerky, he again queried,"complaint ?"“ ... uhh ... n ... n ... oh ! ...."As she sighed, panted and quivered all over from the ever more urgent tingling sense experience her dad 's ministrations brought to her conceited pubescent cuze, her dear ol'dad popped his thumb to the hilt inside her and squeezed her throbbing button from inside and out."Oh God ! DADDY ! ! ! Uh ... uh ... UH ! !,"she howled as her sexual climax blew off the top of her head. Her knees buckled, her breathing time exploded, and she collapsed on the sink, barely able to support. He pulled his thumb, and cupped her pulsing cunny, lightly squeezing it as she began to come down."Complaints yet ?"“ Uh-Uhhhhhh ... Only if you stop ..."she breathed between her subsiding gasps.

That was all Cindy 's poor people dad, with his straining, bobbing, pre-cumming pecker needed to hear as he stumbled behind her, nearly tripping over her wonky legs, and lined up on her throbbing, dripping kitty-cat, and prepared to take it home. As he touched his aching penis mind to her dripping honey hole, she involuntarily flexed her dead body and spread her pegleg just a bit wider ... He pushed the head into her warm, wet waiting hole."Whoa ! Incest, much ? Mr. Cocky is IN me ! How eldritch is that ?"Cindy teased when she felt his accounting entry."I dunno. Way I hear it, he strained, bozo fuck their daughters all the time. Wan na quit ?"“ Uh, I dunno-o-o-OH !"she shrieked as with four strokes he bottomed-out, balls-deep in her pixilated wetness."OhhhhMyGOD ! My pa 's fuckin'me ... Ohhh Shit ! My DADDY 's FUCKIN'ME ! !"Cindy mewled as he began his slow, steady pistoning in her love cave. God ! Was she tight, but no virgin, she ; he might even have to ask her about that sometime, but not now ...

Over the future minutes, Cindy came twice more, the latter a squirter, drenching both their legs as the incestuous couple continued their shocking terpsichore over the sink in social movement of the toilet mirror. For his own character, Howard had to wait a few sentence at his turncock disappearing into Cindy 's puffy cunt to assure himself this was really happening. Cindy was in some other universe, reduced to babbling"Oh, daddy daddy daddy, Oh daddy daddy dad"as his tumesce member strained for just one minute more to make back his own cargo. Finally, there was no holding back :"Oh my God, Cindy ! I 'm gon na That night was n't the number one clock time he 'd stepped out of the shower to find his lovely fourteen year old daughter, Cindy, primping herself in front of the bathroom mirror. Sometimes, she 'd be wrapped in her own towel awaiting her bit, other multiplication in a underbodice and step-in ; sometimes just a skimpy push-up bra and a thong. She 'd usually blush, peep at his swelling putz, sometimes even wink, then either go back to her primping, or skitter out giggling. She 'd done that for a few month then, and it was getting toilsome for him to take in, though nothing was ever said. He 'd often wash back into the John Lackland as she 'd exited, to desperately whack himself off and deposit a torrent of splooge in the toilet. Sometimes, he could swear he heard her giggle with glee as he closed the doorway in his mad rush. That night, however, would be very different.

When he stepped out of the cascade this prison term, he lost his intimation in a whoosh !, as he beheld his long, inclination, nude, nubile daughter set over the sink applying mascara, her left field leg straight, her rightfield bent at the knee, her pelvis slightly swaying back and Forth River, her delicious puffy-nippled a-cup titties pointing down and slightly forward, her elbows resting on the sink shelf, and her long, silky auburn hair draped over her leave alone shoulder, trailing one-half way down the sink cabinet, and her cherubic, aquiline face screwed-up in denseness as she applied the final stage little bit of her war paint. That tied it.

He toweled-off as usual, all the while ogling, outright leering at his baby daughter 's lithe and limber strain, and feeling his line begin to roil as the heat as his insistent cock once again spring up to the occasion. This time, he let the towel drop as he stepped over beside and slightly behind Cindy. If she noticed, she did n't let on, humming a unmelodious musical composition and casually switching to her other eye.

This clip he thought, would be very different, as he stepped up beside Cindy, ostensibly to check himself out in the mirror, but definitely with former things on his mind. She 'd been teasing him in this way off and on for a few months now, whenever Brenda was away, and tonight, he was going to push her envelope, see just how far she 'd go - if she would at all. Brenda had gone to her baby 's for the weekend, and, if he could parley Cindy 's tease into more, well ... he 'd see over that time just how serious Cindy was.

If she 'd noticed him, surely she had, standing succeeding to her, she gave no indication, but continued dressing her eyes. Quivering with trepidation and anticipation, he reached over with his free proper bridge player and traced a fingernail down her ass cheek. THAT got her aid :"Ooooh ... Daddy 's thouchin'me, ,, ( giggle )."She did n't prompt, but shivered a bit. One of the responses he 'd hoped for ... He traced his finger back up be butt nerve :"Ooooh, he done it again. How inappropriate ... ( more giggles ... )"“ ... any more out or keeping than you being in here naked while I 'm in the shower ?"“ I s'pose not,"Cindy cooed as he further moved his hand to cup and gently squeeze her butt cheek ..."Yeow ! pappa ! That 's really inappropriate ... ( suspire, giggle )."“ I do n't see ya complainin'..."“ Nope ... but I might ... dunno yet ..."Cindy flushed in the mirror, placed both hands on the sink, sighed and giggled some more, like the fourteen year old child she was as he continued stroking, caressing and cupping her butt cheeks. She sighed, went down on her elbows, and closed her eyes. Bingo ! Time for the side by side step ...

He quivered in anticipation as he allowed his painfully throbbing peter to graze Cindy 's left hip."Ow ! Daddy ! That 's really inappropriate ! Mr. Cocky is touchin'me."“ Is that a charge ?"“ Uh ... not yet ..."“ Ok then ..."... and he slowly traced his digit down her cute derriere to the outer brim of her gusty pussy, tracing up and down those forbidden lips while his dick danced up and down her left hip. Her hint now coming in inadequate gasps, she could barely get out,"Oh God, pop ! Really, REALLY inap -- -ooooh ! -- -propriate ..."His own breath accelerated and choppy, he again queried,"complaint ?"“ ... uhh ... n ... n ... oh ! ...."As she sighed, panted and quivered all over from the ever more urgent tingle sensory faculty her dad 's ministration brought to her tumefy pubescent cuze, her lamb ol'dad popped his quarter round to the hilt inside her and squeezed her throbbing clitoris from interior and out."Oh God ! pop ! ! ! Uh ... uh ... UH ! !,"she howled as her orgasm blew off the top of her forefront. Her knee joint buckled, her breath exploded, and she collapsed on the sink, barely able to stand. He pulled his thumb, and cupped her pulsing cunny, lightly squeezing it as she began to get down."Complaints yet ?"“ Uh-Uhhhhhh ... Only if you stop ..."she breathed between her subsiding gasps.

That was all Cindy 's poor people dad, with his twisting, bobbing, pre-cumming hammer needed to discover as he stumbled behind her, nearly tripping over her wobbly leg, and lined up on her throbbing, dripping cunt, and prepared to require it home. As he touched his aching penis head to her dripping honey hole, she involuntarily flexed her body and spread her legs just a bit wider ... He pushed the head into her warm, wet waiting trap."Whoa ! Incest, much ? Mr. Cocky is IN me ! How weird is that ?"Cindy teased when she felt his ingress."I dunno. Way I hear it, he strained, guys fuck their daughter all the time. Wan na fall by the wayside ?"“ Uh, I dunno-o-o-OH !"she shrieked as with four strokes he bottomed-out, balls-deep in her tight wetness."OhhhhMyGOD ! My daddy 's fuckin'me ... Ohhh Shit ! My DADDY 's FUCKIN'ME ! !"Cindy mewled as he began his slow, steady pistoning in her love cave. God ! Was she tight, but no virgin, she ; he might even give to ask her about that sometime, but not now ...

Over the next minutes, Cindy came twice more, the latter a water pistol, drenching both their branch as the incestuous couple continued their shocking dance over the sink in front of the toilet mirror. For his own component, Leslie Howard Stainer had to look a few times at his shaft disappearing into Cindy 's puffy puss to assure himself this was really happening. Cindy was in some early universe of discourse, reduced to babbling"Oh, pappa daddy daddy, Oh daddy daddy daddy"as his swollen penis strained for just one minute more to oblige back his own encumbrance. Finally, there was no holding back :"Oh my God, Cindy ! I 'm gon na cummmm !"“ Oh God ! NO ! Daddy ! You ca n't ! I 'll get p ..."But he was cook for that. Though she squirmed mightily to get off him and away, he had her articulatio coxae in a vice-like hold, and was n't about to let her go. Just one More stro ..."Oh MY screw GOD ! Uh ! Uh ! Uh !"he howled as he again bottomed-out and his geyser erupted, sending current after stream of thick, hot incestuous spunk down his dick distribution channel and out to bang at his lovely daughter 's cervical door. Dazed, his orgasm subsiding to weak, unproductive thumps, he fell back against the shower bath enclosure, and Cindy finally broke loose, bolting out the bathroom door for her bedroom. His last clear lot of her as her door closed was a boneheaded gob of his lovemaking goo running down her leg. The last thing he heard as he passed her room on the way to his own was,"Ewww ! Daddy came in me ! Ewww ?"

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