Cindy 'S Little Bump ( 1 )


Pregnant, Young
1

That night was n't the first time he 'd stepped out of the shower to find his lovely fourteen year 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 camisole and panties ; sometimes just a skimpy push-up bra and a thong. She 'd usually blush, peek at his swelling cock, sometimes even wink, then either go back to her primping, or scuttle out giggling. She 'd done that for a few months then, and it was getting harder for him to necessitate, though nothing was ever said. He 'd often backwash back into the lav as she 'd exited, to desperately whack himself off and deposit a soaker of splooge in the commode. Sometimes, he could swear he heard her giggle with gloat as he closed the doorway in his mad rush. That night, however, would be very different.

When he stepped out of the exhibitor this time, he lost his breath in a whoosh !, as he beheld his long, lean, naked, nubile daughter bent over the sinkhole applying mascara, her left leg straight, her redress bent-grass at the knee, her hips slightly swaying back and forth, her toothsome puffy-nippled a-cup tit pointing down and slightly forward, her elbows resting on the sink shelf, and her foresightful, slick auburn hair draped over her left shoulder, trailing half way down the swallow hole cabinet, and her cherubic, hooked cheek screwed-up in concentration as she applied the last piffling bit of her makeup. That tied it.

He toweled-off as usual, all the piece ogling, outright leering at his baby daughter 's lithe and slender form, and feeling his blood Begin to moil as the heat of his insistent stopcock once again arose to the occasion. This time, he let the towel dip 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 other eye.

This clock time he thought, would be very unlike, as he stepped up beside Cindy, ostensibly to go over 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 sis 's for the weekend, and, if he could parley Cindy 's flirt into more, well ... he 'd see over that sentence just how grievous Cindy was.

If she 'd noticed him, surely she had, standing next to her, she gave no indication, but continued dressing her eyes. Quivering with trepidation and anticipation, he reached over with his free right mitt and traced a fingernail down her arse cheek. THAT got her care :"Ooooh ... pop 's thouchin'me, ,, ( giggle )."She did n't impress, but shivered a bit. One of the reply he 'd hoped for ... He traced his finger back up her fanny buttock :"Ooooh, he done it again. How incompatible ... ( 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 tooshie impertinence ..."Yeow ! pa ! That 's really inappropriate ... ( sigh, giggle )."“ I do n't see ya complainin'..."“ Nope ... but I might ... dunno yet ..."Cindy flushed in the mirror, placed both script on the sink, sighed and giggled some more, like the fourteen year old youngster she was as he continued stroking, caressing and cupping her butt boldness. She sighed, went down on her elbows, and closed her eyes. beano ! Time for the next footstep ...

He quivered in prevision as he allowed his painfully throbbing cock to graze Cindy 's left 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 tabu sass of her puffy slit, tracing up and down those outer sass while his rooster danced up and down her left hip. Her breathing time 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,"ailment ?"“ ... uhh ... n ... n ... oh ! ...."As she sighed, panted and quivered all over from the ever more pressing prickling wiz 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 clit from inside and out."Oh God ! pappa ! ! ! Uh ... uh ... UH ! !,"she howled as her sexual climax blew off the top of her head teacher. Her knees buckled, her hint exploded, and she collapsed on the swallow hole, barely able to stand. He pulled his quarter round, and cupped her pulsing cunny, lightly squeezing it as she began to come down."charge 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 cock needed to discover as he stumbled behind her, nearly tripping over her wobbly ramification, and lined up on her throbbing, dripping pussy, and prepared to demand it home. As he touched his aching member foreland to her dripping honey cakehole, she involuntarily flexed her organic structure and spread her branch just a bit wider ... He pushed the head into her warm, wet waiting maw."Whoa ! Incest, much ? Mr. Cocky is IN me ! How weird is that ?"Cindy teased when she felt his entry."I dunno. Way I hear it, he strained, guys fuck their girl all the time. Wan na quit ?"“ Uh, I dunno-o-o-OH !"she shrieked as with four CVA he bottomed-out, balls-deep in her tight wetness."OhhhhMyGOD ! My pop 's fuckin'me ... Ohhh Shit ! My pa 's FUCKIN'ME ! !"Cindy mewled as he began his slow, sweetheart 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 next minutes, Cindy came twice more, the latter a squirter, drenching both their branch as the incestuous couple continued their lurid dance over the sink in front line of the bathroom mirror. For his own part, Howard had to look a few fourth dimension at his cock disappearing into Cindy 's puffy cunt to ensure himself this was really happening. Cindy was in some other cosmos, reduced to babbling"Oh, daddy daddy pa, Oh daddy daddy daddy"as his well up penis strained for just one min to a greater extent to reserve back his own cargo. 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 watercourse after stream of thick, hot incestuous spunk down his cock television channel and out to have a go at it at his lovely daughter 's cervical threshold. Dazed, his orgasm subsiding to weak, unproductive thumps, he fell back against the shower inclosure, and Cindy finally broke loose, bolting out the bathroom threshold for her sleeping accommodation. His last open sight of her as her doorway closed was a thick gob of his sexual love goo running down her leg. The hold up matter he heard as he passed her room on the way to his own was,"Ewww ! Daddy came in me ! Ewww ?"

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