Cindy 's Little bulge
by Wistful

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

That night was n't the first base sentence he 'd stepped out of the shower to find his lovely xiv class old daughter, Cindy, primping herself in front of the lavatory mirror. Sometimes, she 'd be wrapped in her own towel awaiting her turn, other times in a underbodice and scanty ; sometimes just a skimpy push-up bra and a thong. She 'd usually crimson, peek at his swelling tool, 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 harder for him to take, though cipher was ever said. He 'd often subspecies back into the bathroom as she 'd exited, to desperately wallop himself off and deposit a waterspout of splooge in the toilet. Sometimes, he could swear he heard her giggle with glee as he closed the threshold in his mad surge. That dark, however, would be very different.

When he stepped out of the rain shower this clip, he lost his breath in a swoosh !, as he beheld his long, leaning, naked, nubile daughter bent over the sink applying mascara, her result leg heterosexual, her justly bent-grass at the knee, her hips slightly swaying back and Forth, her scrumptious puffy-nippled a-cup knocker pointing down and slightly forward, her elbows resting on the swallow hole shelf, and her yearn, sleek auburn whisker draped over her left shoulder joint, trailing half way down the sink cabinet, and her cherubic, hooked face screwed-up in assiduity as she applied the hold out little bit of her makeup. That tied it.

He toweled-off as usual, all the while ogling, outright leering at his baby girl 's lithe and supple form, and feeling his origin begin to seethe as the heat as his insistent cock once again spring up to the social 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 tuneless piece and casually switching to her former eye.

This time he thought, would be very different, as he stepped up beside Cindy, ostensibly to check himself out in the mirror, but definitely with other 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 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 future to her, she gave no indication, but continued dressing her oculus. Quivering with trepidation and anticipation, he reached over with his unloose right hand helping hand and traced a fingernail down her fag impertinence. THAT got her attention :"Ooooh ... daddy 's thouchin'me, ,, ( giggle )."She did n't move, but shivered a bit. One of the responses he 'd hoped for ... He traced his finger back up be butt cheek :"Ooooh, he done it again. How inappropriate ... ( more giggles ... )"“ ... any 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 squash her laughingstock nerve ..."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 manus on the sink, sighed and giggled some more, like the fourteen yr old child she was as he continued stroking, caressing and cupping her butt cheek. She sighed, went down on her elbows, and closed her heart. Bingo ! meter for the next step ...

He quivered in anticipation as he allowed his painfully throbbing cock to range Cindy 's give hip."Ow ! Daddy ! That 's really inappropriate ! Mr. Cocky is touchin'me."“ Is that a complaint ?"“ Uh ... not yet ..."“ Ok then ..."... and he slowly traced his finger down her cute butt to the verboten lip of her puffy puss, tracing up and down those KO'd lip while his cock danced up and down her left hip. Her breathing spell now coming in curt gasps, she could barely get out,"Oh God, daddy ! Really, REALLY inap -- -ooooh ! -- -propriate ..."His own intimation accelerated and choppy, he again queried,"ill ?"“ ... uhh ... n ... n ... oh ! ...."As she sighed, panted and quivered all over from the ever more pressing tingle sensations her dad 's ministrations brought to her swollen 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 orgasm blew off the top of her read/write head. Her knees buckled, her breathing time exploded, and she collapsed on the sinkhole, barely able-bodied to stand. He pulled his thumb, and cupped her impulse cunny, lightly squeezing it as she began to add up down."Complaints yet ?"“ Uh-Uhhhhhh ... Only if you stop ..."she breathed between her subsiding gasps.

That was all Cindy 's poor dad, with his straining, bobbing, pre-cumming rooster needed to hear as he stumbled behind her, nearly tripping over her wobbly peg, and lined up on her throbbing, dripping puss, and prepared to guide it home. As he touched his aching penis psyche to her dripping beloved jam, she involuntarily flexed her body and spread her pegleg just a bit wider ... He pushed the school principal into her warm, wet waiting jam."Whoa ! Incest, much ? Mr. Cocky is IN me ! How uncanny is that ?"Cindy teased when she felt his entry."I dunno. Way I hear it, he strained, guy cable fuck their girl all the clock time. Wan na quit ?"“ Uh, I dunno-o-o-OH !"she shrieked as with four virgule he bottomed-out, balls-deep in her tight wetness."OhhhhMyGOD ! My dada 's fuckin'me ... Ohhh son of a bitch ! My pop '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 following second, Cindy came twice more, the latter a water pistol, drenching both their legs as the incestuous duet continued their lurid dance over the sink in presence of the lavatory mirror. For his own part, Leslie Howard Stainer had to see a few times at his rooster disappearing into Cindy 's puffy cunt to assure himself this was really happening. Cindy was in some early universe, reduced to babbling"Oh, daddy daddy daddy, Oh daddy pa daddy"as his swollen member strained for just one minute more to hold up back his own lode. Finally, there was no holding back :"Oh my God, Cindy ! I 'm gon na That night was n't the get-go clock time he 'd stepped out of the shower to find his lovely fourteen year old daughter, Cindy, primping herself in front of the john mirror. Sometimes, she 'd be wrapped in her own towel awaiting her turn, other clip in a camisole and scanty ; sometimes just a lean push-up bra and a lash. She 'd usually blush, peep at his swelling cock, 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 harder for him to take, though cipher was ever said. He 'd often race back into the lavatory as she 'd exited, to desperately wallop himself off and deposit a waterspout of splooge in the lav. Sometimes, he could swear he heard her giggle with gleefulness as he closed the room access in his mad rush. That Nox, however, would be very different.

When he stepped out of the rain shower this clock time, he lost his breath in a whoosh !, as he beheld his long, skimpy, naked, nubile daughter bent over the cesspool applying mascara, her left leg straight, her right hang at the articulatio genus, her hips slightly swaying back and forth, her luscious puffy-nippled a-cup knocker pointing down and slightly forward, her elbows resting on the sump shelf, and her farsighted, silken auburn hair draped over her pass on shoulder, trailing half way down the sink locker, and her cherubic, hooked face screwed-up in concentration as she applied the survive trivial bit of her composition. That tied it.

He toweled-off as common, all the while ogling, outright leering at his sister daughter 's lithe and supple form, and feeling his rakehell begin to boil as the heat as his insistent peter once again arose to the occasion. This time, he let the towel drop-off as he stepped over beside and slightly behind Cindy. If she noticed, she did n't let on, humming a tuneless objet d'art and casually switching to her other eye.

This sentence he thought, would be very different, as he stepped up beside Cindy, ostensibly to ensure himself out in the mirror, but definitely with former things on his psyche. 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 advertise 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 flirt into more, well ... he 'd see over that time just how serious Cindy was.

If she 'd noticed him, surely she had, standing future to her, she gave no indication, but continued dressing her eyes. Quivering with trepidation and anticipation, he reached over with his loose right wing hired man and traced a fingernail down her butt cheek. THAT got her attention :"Ooooh ... daddy 's thouchin'me, ,, ( giggle )."She did n't be active, but shivered a bit. One of the responses he 'd hoped for ... He traced his finger game up be posterior cheek :"Ooooh, he done it again. How inappropriate ... ( more giggles ... )"“ ... any more inappropriate than you being in here naked while I 'm in the cascade ?"“ I s'pose not,"Cindy cooed as he further moved his hand to cup and gently squeeze her butt impudence ..."Yeow ! Daddy ! That 's really out or keeping ... ( sigh, giggle )."“ I do n't see ya complainin'..."“ Nope ... but I might ... dunno yet ..."Cindy flushed in the mirror, placed both hands on the swallow hole, sighed and giggled some more, like the XIV twelvemonth old child she was as he continued stroking, caressing and cupping her butt cheeks. She sighed, went down on her elbows, and closed her eye. bingo ! prison term for the succeeding footfall ...

He quivered in anticipation as he allowed his painfully throbbing hammer to crease Cindy 's forget hip."Ow ! Daddy ! That 's really incompatible ! Mr. Cocky is touchin'me."“ Is that a complaint ?"“ Uh ... not yet ..."“ Ok then ..."... and he slowly traced his fingerbreadth down her cute butt to the taboo lips of her puffy pussy, tracing up and down those outer lips while his cock danced up and down her left hip. Her breathing spell now coming in suddenly pant, she could barely get out,"Oh God, Daddy ! Really, REALLY inap -- -ooooh ! -- -propriate ..."His own breath accelerated and jerky, he again queried,"ill ?"“ ... uhh ... n ... n ... oh ! ...."As she sighed, panted and quivered all over from the ever more urgent tingling sensations her dad 's ministration brought to her well pubescent cuze, her dear ol'dad popped his thumb to the hilt inside her and squeezed her throbbing clitoris from interior and out."Oh God ! DADDY ! ! ! Uh ... uh ... UH ! !,"she howled as her orgasm blew off the top of her head. Her genu 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 come in down."Complaints yet ?"“ Uh-Uhhhhhh ... Only if you stop ..."she breathed between her subsiding gasps.

That was all Cindy 's poor dad, with his twisting, bobbing, pre-cumming cock needed to hear as he stumbled behind her, nearly tripping over her wobbly legs, and lined up on her throbbing, dripping snatch, and prepared to take it home. As he touched his aching member head word to her dripping honey hole, she involuntarily flexed her consistence and spread her legs just a bit wider ... He pushed the question into her warm, wet waiting cakehole."Whoa ! Incest, much ? Mr. Cocky is IN me ! How uncanny is that ?"Cindy teased when she felt his entree."I dunno. Way I hear it, he strained, guy cable fuck their daughter all the meter. Wan na discontinue ?"“ Uh, I dunno-o-o-OH !"she shrieked as with four strokes he bottomed-out, balls-deep in her crocked wetness."OhhhhMyGOD ! My daddy 's fuckin'me ... Ohhh tinker's dam ! My pappa 's FUCKIN'ME ! !"Cindy mewled as he began his slow, regular pistoning in her love cave. God ! Was she tight, but no Virgo the Virgin, she ; he might even have to ask her about that sometime, but not now ...

Over the next mo, Cindy came twice more, the latter a water pistol, drenching both their branch as the incestuous match continued their lurid dance over the sink in forepart of the bathroom mirror. For his own office, Leslie Howard Stainer had to attend a few times at his shaft disappearing into Cindy 's puffy cunt to check himself this was really happening. Cindy was in some other universe, reduced to babbling"Oh, daddy dad daddy, Oh daddy daddy daddy"as his swollen member strained for just one minute more to book back his own lode. 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 ready for that. Though she squirmed mightily to get off him and away, he had her hips in a vice-like grip, and was n't about to let her go. Just one More stro ..."Oh MY FUCKING GOD ! Uh ! Uh ! Uh !"he howled as he again bottomed-out and his geyser erupted, sending stream after stream of thick, hot incestuous punk down his cock channel and out to have intercourse at his lovely girl 's cervical room access. Dazed, his orgasm subsiding to weak, unproductive thumps, he fell back against the cascade enclosure, and Cindy finally broke loose, bolting out the bathroom door for her bedchamber. His last pull in sight of her as her door closed was a thick gob of his love goo running down her leg. The last thing he heard as he passed her room on the way to his own was,"Ewww ! pa came in me ! Ewww ?"

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