It was a typical recently Spring Saturday break of day on the Florida disconnection seacoast, hot, muggy and sunny with a slight pushover coming in off the water supply. My wife had to work until 3:00 and she had been gone for about an hour or so. I had showered and eaten breakfast and was sitting at the tabular array reading the newsprint. When I heard the thunk from above my head I looked at the clock in the kitchen, 10:30 AM. Mandy, our girl was finally out of bed.

In a few proceedings I heard her stride in the stairwell as she headed for her morning breakfast of a bagel and Orange succus before her shower. She wore her common nightclothes, not stopping to put on a robe before coming down. In the past year or so this had become the rule rather than the exception with her. She wore a pair of silk thong panties and an old muscle shirt that a acquaintance had given her ; they did nothing to cover the growing woman beneath them. The big arm holes and scooped neck meant for comfortableness on the court allowed her developing orange tree sized breasts, with their slightly darker tit, to rock enticingly into panorama as she reached into the bread-box on the cabinet.

Let me ask a minute of arc to describe Mandy. She had been in dance and/or gymnastic exercise for nearly 13 years, starting when she was five-years-old. The workouts, exercise and dieting regimens had contributed to a body most men, and women, would kill for. With almond shaped hazel eye set in a dismal skin color face framed by long iniquity, nearly black, hair that came up just short of being kinky, there was no denying her Creole heritage. Mandy was all of 5'1 '' tall and weighed a humongous 104 lbs. But her relatively small size was beautifully packaged on a 34B-26-36 dead body set off by what she called her best feature article, an ass that rode up high and round and firm, the kind you could set a serving tray on and not occupy about it falling off. That gorgeous house ass gave way to firm well-shaped branch that only a dancer can get, the sort every guys wants to suffer wrapped around him at to the lowest degree once before he dies.

As she reached into the refrigerator for her juice she bent at the waist and the shirt fell away from her front, affording me a tremendous opinion of her delicious bare ass cheeks and her swaying cone cell shaped mamilla. She bent lower to retrieve the cream cheese and I could see the dismal curls of pussy hair peeking from around the single thin striptease of material riding between her ass cheeks and gently cupping the fashion plate of her cunt.

Watching the display of sweet young pulp as it peeked in and out of its concealment property had my full attention as my hammer had grown to wide-cut hardness and was beginning to work its way from beneath the sheep pen of my robe. This might not ingest been a problem except for the fact that the table I was sitting at was made of glass and there was no way Mandy would lose the pot when she sat down. I did n't cognize whether to sit still and hope my erecting went away or get up and move to the living room, or easily yet back to the sleeping accommodation. I did n't want to leave alone the elbow room and the peek-a-boo display of Whitney Moore Young Jr. teenager boob and ass, but I did n't cognise what Mandy would think if she saw my hard, well up putz sticking out of the gown. I did n't desire her to think I was thinking of her in the wrong way, even if I was. I decided to just sit still and hope that either she would n't notice, or that I could will it away.

Soon Mandy sat at the other end of the tabular array and I immediately realized this was only going to make the billet worse. She placed one foot on each side of her president and the muscle shirt rode up exposing the genital organ, what little there was of it, of her step-in. My dick jumped as I realized I could see more hair and the scheme of her pussy as the panties slid into her crack. The first three inches of my dick was now sticking out of the robe opening, and Mandy saw it. I continued to act like I was reading the newspaper, but all the time watching for more of her flesh. I saw her eyes let out and flash as she realized my cock was exposed, but she sat where she was and continued to eat her breakfast, never taking her eyes off of me. This was beginning to cause my rooster to pulse, forcing a modest bead of pre-cum out of the tip.

As I carefully looked over my paper I saw Mandy gently run her spit over her full sweet lips and swallow hard. This brought another pulse and drop from my swollen dick. I knew if we kept this up much longer I 'd have to jack-off, or unsound.

I managed to continue from raping Mandy while she finished her breakfast, but it seemed like she took an awfully hanker prison term to eat that aurora. When she had finished eating she came to my chairwoman and as she bent to kiss me on the boldness she gave me a sentiment down the front of her muscle shirt, and put her mammilla within easy reach. She then stood up beside me and stretching her branch over her head word, causing the shirt to slip inward exposing both of her breasts and up over the top of her panties exposing her firm categorical tummy, she said, `` I 'm going to call for my shower, okey ? But can you pop my spinal column first pop ? ''

Mandy turned around with her back to me and I stood up from my chairperson, `` Ca n't we do this after your shower ? '' I asked, knowing that if I popped her back the way she liked it popped there was no way she would n't feel my hard-on press into her au naturel ass nerve.

'' Pleeease Daddy, it 's so blotto right now, '' she said.

I did n't have it away whether she meant her back or my cock, which felt like it might explode, especially if her delicate smooth pelt made any inter-group communication with the head.

Mandy stepped back into me and crossed her arms just beneath her nipple. I wrapped my arms around her snuggly and lifted her from the ground, hearing her back pop two or three times as I did so. As I put her back down she began to turn back toward me, my hand slid inside her muscularity shirt and cupped her left over tit. I softly squeezed and felt the mammilla begin to swell before I released her.

'' Daddy ! ! ''

'' Sorry, I thought it was your arm. ''

'' No, not that. You got something wet on my butt. ''

She turned back around and there was a trail of wetness across her right ass cheek where the question of my dick had oozed pre-cum on her.

'' Oh, well you said you were taking a exhibitioner anyway. ''

'' Yeah, '' she said, and gave me another quick osculation and headed up the stairs.

I put my coffee cup in the sink and headed upstairs to get dressed. I got to the head of the stairs just as Mandy came back out of the lavatory. She was naked except for her panties. `` Oops, sorry papa, '' she said, as her left arm went up over her tits. The move pushed her left field tit up and over her forearm making the pap ride over the top of her arm as her hand cupped over her right on pinhead. `` I forgot to get my towel, '' she said as she pulled a towel from the press and turned to go into the toilet.

I did n't be intimate what to say. I guess I was too engaged taking in the sights to respond. Before I could recover my senses she was in the bathroom and soon I heard the exhibitor running.

I went into my bedchamber to lighten the pressure in my cock and to get dressed. I had gotten out of my gown and gotten comfortable on the bed before wrapping my hand around my still intemperately cock. I began to stroke slowly envisioning everything I had just been treated to by my `` innocent '' girl. The pre-cum was beginning to menstruate and I was just beginning to speed up the strokes when I heard a collapse in the bathroom.

I jumped off the bed and headed for the bathroom door, pulling my gown closed over my raging hard-on. As I grabbed the door knob and turned I called out, `` Mandy, are you okay ? ''

The door swung open up, it was n't locked as I had expected. There was Mandy, her head covered in lather as the water sprayed her and the foam slid down her sleek soundbox. The cause of the clangor was readily observable ; the shower mantle was laying half in and half out of the tub, allowing water to flow onto the trading floor. I barely noticed the mantle though as I enjoyed my first full eyeshot of my completely naked daughter since I had stopped bathing her at the age of seven. I had no estimate you could get that a lot hair's-breadth into one of those G-string

The rush of cold-blooded air as the threshold opened and my calling her gens startled Mandy as she stood beneath the flow of hot water. Her middle blinked open in surprise and shut just as quickly to obviate the flowing lather. She turned as she finished rinsing her hair, giving me a full 360-degree view of her endearing teenage body.

As I stepped across the bathroom toward the tub and the fallen drape I raised my gaze from Mandy 's aphrodisiacal mat venter and bush to her eyes. `` Let 's get this dorsum up before the floor is soaked, '' I said.

I grabbed the curtain rod and began to rise it back into place, and then I thought, `` You may never get a chance like this again. See how far she 'll let it go ''

'' I need to get in the tub to fix this, '' I told her.

Mandy just looked at me for a moment then stepped toward the rachis of the tub. `` If I turn off the water I 'll get cold Daddy. ''

'' Okay leave it on if you want, '' I told her, `` but I 'm not going to get my robe all wet. I 'll make to train it off. Let me get some boxers. ''

'' No ! That 'll call for too long ; just train your gown off. I promise I wo n't ever tell anyone pappa. Just hurriedness, I 'm getting common cold. '' There was no denying that argument. Her flushed colored tit were now standing out high up, proud and hard. The beautiful fiddling buds must get been at least 1/2-inch long as the water supply cascaded down her tit and over the tips.

'' God how I 'd love to get a taste of that, '' I thought to myself, not certain if I 'd rather, suck on her creamy tits, lick her black-haired kitty or have sex her until my rooster fell off.

I handed the mantle rod to Mandy and turned to remove my robe. My erection was still in fully flight, egged on by the video display of soft young curves.

'' Please hurry Daddy. ''

I slipped the robe off and hung it over the towel rack on the rampart. I was n't sure enough how Mandy would react when I turned around and she got a full view of my hard-on. I took a breath, `` Well here goes, '' I said to myself and I turned back toward the shower and my cold, defenseless daughter. I 'm not one of those hombre with some eight or ten-inch colossus, in fact my rooster is probably a little inadequate of mean length, it 's only about 4-1/2 or 5-inches long, but it also almost 6-inches around. What I lack in length I make up for in girth.

I raised the curtain over my head and stepped closer to Mandy as I put it outside of my consistence and raised it into placement to put it back in position. I took another gradation back, to the full into Mandy as I felt her tits insistence into my back, the difficult nipples nearly burning a golf hole in my flesh. What should have taken about two minutes turned into a 15-minute job. Mandy was rightfield beside me the unit clock time and think me it was n't easy to keep my creative thinker on what I was trying to do while looking at her nude word form.

When I finished getting the end closest to the showerhead in place I told her to go ahead and eat up her shower bath while I got the curtain back into place. While I dicked around putting it up, then letting it slide down, unscrewing the end a little too practically then trying again, only to give way again Mandy was under the spraying soaping and scrubbing herself. I could only conceive of how great it would be to be that cloth. Watching intently as it slid over her soft, firm tit and down between the strong second joint to the prick of her slit and into the moist pink mouth hidden behind the thick, black hair covering her mons and trailing back towards her asshole.

By the sentence she was set to turn the pee off my cock was harder than ever. As she turned the shower bath off and reached for her towel I finally got the cascade rod back into space. We stepped from the tub at the Saame sentence. Mandy softly wiping and toweling her breasts with the towel, me with nix to dry with and a tight dick bobbing in front of me. By now my prick had been hard for what seemed an eternity, shrinking only a little at times before springing back to life story. All of the wetness on my hammer was n't from the water as I continued to ooze out pre-cum. I stepped into the residence and grabbed a towel, quickly stepping back into the john and closing the door.

The size of the elbow room did n't leave us very much room for maneuvering as we both toweled off. Mandy raised her leg and put it on the toilet seat, bending slightly forward as she dried the interior of her leg. I turned slightly and my semi-hard cock slapped across her right ass cheek.

'' Sorry, '' I said, `` I did n't pull in you were so shut. ''

'' That 's o.k., '' she responded. `` Daddy, can I ask you something ? ``

'' What Mandy. ''

'' You sure have been hard for a long time, why ? ''

'' Why do you think ? '' I asked back.

'' Is it my fault ? ''

'' No, my gumshoe is always hard like this. Yes it 's your error. ''

'' You walk around here in that muscle shirt that shows More than it covers, with thong panties that barely pass over your haired bozo, and none of your tail. Every prison term you lean one way or the former those delightful looking breast of yours are exposed. But believe me I 'm not complaining, in fact I would n't ingest any former way. That is unless you 'd rather be like this all the clock time. '' I told her as I smiled and let my paw go between her legs and slide gently up the inside of her conjure up leg until it touched her pubic hair.

The touch of her pussy whisker was like electrical energy. I involuntarily jerked my hand back, but only an column inch.

'' pop, you should n't do that, it makes me tingle inside. ''

'' You do n't like the way it feels, '' I asked.

My right hand had slipped around her shank and was gently cupping her tit, stroking her tit to hardness while my former hand slid over her haircloth covered mound.

'' No ... I mean yes, it feels good, but it 's making me wet, '' she sighed as my middle digit split her pussy lips and began to slither into the hot, moist center of this beautiful stripling.

'' I 'll stop if ... ''

'' No Daddy, do n't lay off, it feels skilful. ''

My finger's breadth was now pumping in and out of her tight minuscule kitty-cat as my thenar rode back and forth over her clit. My former hand was busy pulling on her nipple and squeezing her tit. Standing behind her like I was my cock was pushing into her ass cheek, throbbing and leaking, leaving a sticky track of pre-sum with each drift of mine or hers.

I knew I had her ; she was n't going to stop anything now.

'' We 'd better halt, '' I said as I began to slip one's mind my finger from between her honey-coated lips. `` Your mom could catch us, and this is n't a very comfy location for either of us anyway. ''

I slid my finger out of her hollow and ran it across her lips before putting it in my mouth to savour the flavor of her tight Thomas Young puss. She licked the dew from her lips and looked over her shoulder at me, `` Please pa, do it some more, please. We can go to my sleeping room, or yours or the aliveness elbow room, just please do n't stop yet. ''

She reached behind her and for the maiden time her hand came in impinging with my shaft. If she touched the chief it would explode. I knew there was no way I could control the jizz I felt boiling in my egg. Her fingers wrapped gently around the cock and slid up and down before she squeezed tighter, `` delight ... ''

'' If you 're sure, your mom gets off at three. That gives us a little time before she 'll be family. I mean if you 're really trusted ? ``

Mandy squeezed and pumped my dick again causing a big gob of seed to escape from the piss pussy. She continued to pump and squeeze causing to a greater extent of the pre-cum to ooze from the end as we left the lavatory and walked toward her bedchamber.

I knew I could n't fuck her, we never had condoms in the planetary house ( my wife was fixed ), and Mandy was n't on the pill, yet. But that did n't mean I could n't taste that sweet pussy and maybe teach her how to draw me off. I mean, on top of everything else Mandy has a mouth that is made for sucking prick. Full full-bodied, red rim that just invite long, deep kisses and oral sex.

I turned her around so her back was toward the bed and slowly pushed her backward until her stifle hit the edge of the mattress and she sat backward. Sitting in that position her boldness was just inches from my leaking, pulsing hard-on. She reached out, wrapping her hand around the base of my rooster, her other bridge player reached between my wooden leg lifting the weightiness of my balls and squeezing gently, causing more runny to leak from the tip of my dick.

'' That 's it sweetie, just clinch 'em gently. Now let your hand slide up and down on my spear. ''

'' I know how to do it Daddy ! ''

'' Oh you do, do you. And what else do you know how to do ? bear you made a boy cum before ? How many finger's breadth have you had in your pussy ? ''

'' Three. Ooh dada, you 're leaking so much hooey. Are you gon na cum Daddy ? I 've never really seen anyone cum. '' As Mandy spoke her warm, moist breathe on the brain of my dick was excruciating, a cross between extreme pleasure and pain in the neck.

'' Yeah, child, I 'm gon na cum. Especially if you keep that up. ''

Mandy began squeezing a little more firmly and the action of her manus on my cock began to rush up slightly.

'' Let your hand slide down over the header so it gets some of my succus in it. ''

Mandy 's fingers slipped over the tip and gathered up some of the wetness that had formed on the headway, then back over my dig as she slicked it up.

Her hand came forward toward the head, squeezing more of my pre-cum out of the cunt.

'' Why do n't you taste it honey, you might like it. ''

'' You mean put your stuff in my mouth ? But is n't that smutty ? ''

'' Oh yeah it 's filthy. But do n't you like being smutty baby ? ''

'' But that 's where you pee dad. ''

'' It 's clean house truelove. I took a shower before you got up, and then I just had another one with you. Besides, my piss really comes through another tube so it is n't really where I piss. ''

All the time Mandy 's helping hand are squeezing and slipping up and down. The pre-cum keeps oozing and soon a really big gob drips off, landing on her upper berth second joint. I released her tittie and reached down, scooping the drop up on my fingertip, `` Here baby try this. '' My finger sailing across her back talk, as it does the tip of her glossa slips out across my finger's breadth, tasting the juice she is milking from me.

'' Was that bad ? '' I asked, `` Did it smack bad, or smutty ? '' Her natural language slipped back across my finger's breadth, searching for more to sample.

'' Here baby, get a really good taste, take it right off the tip as it comes out. Get it while it 's really wise. ''

Her fountainhead dipped forward, closing the distance between her mouth and my shaft to only about an inch or two. `` That 's it sweetheart, just a footling bit closer and you can carry it right onto your lingua, '' my hand slipped behind her fountainhead and pressed forward softly. Her mouth was so close I could nearly feel the moisture on her lips.

My hip pushed forward, the head of my cock made contact with those luscious lip. I moved back a little watching the cosmic string of my lube stretch between Mandy 's backtalk and my dick.

Her knife slid across her mouth, gathering the deposit I had left for her ... She smiled up at me, `` It 's kinda salty, but sweet too. ''

My hips pushed my gumshoe back toward her face until I made touch with her rim again. `` give your mouth baby, just a lilliputian, now run your tongue over the tip. ''

'' That 's it sweetie, just like that, '' I pushed forward gently as Mandy 's lips parted, stretched and slid over the glistening, purpleness crown. `` convolution your spit around it, like you would an ice pick strobile. ''

Mandy 's tongue slipped back and Forth over the nous of my cock, stopping frequently at the slit to gather more than pre-cum as she worked her script up and down my shaft.

'' Jeez baby, that is so amazing. You never sucked a guy 's pecker before ? ''

Mandy 's head shook slightly as she looked up at me.

I pulled my cock away from her for a second, `` Lie back sweetie, get all the way up on your bed. ''

She quickly slid up on her bed, resting her head teacher back on her pillow and spreading her wooden leg slightly. Her cunt was soaked, the hair around her twat back talk was slicked down from the wetness she had been spilling as she sucked and stroked my tool.

I straddled Mandy 's pectus, rubbing my shaft back and Forth over her bosom, then up towards her face. Mandy leaned forward, wrapping her lip back around my prick.

I put my hands on her head, `` Hold still sweetie. '' I slid forward getting to a greater extent of my dick into her backtalk. I slid it back out until just the head remained encased behind her sassing. I moved back and forth gently a few times, and then my coxa began a fucking apparent motion, getting Sir Thomas More of my dick into that delicious cavity with each forward cerebrovascular accident. Mandy began to impart it back in a few instant, bobbing her heading up and down on my shaft.

I was about to blow. My testicle were tightening and drawing up as they prepared to deliver their load, `` I 'm gon na cum truelove, just keep it up a little longer. ''

Mandy pulled off my peter, `` I wan na see Daddy. '' Her paw began to slew up and down the pecker.

Mandy 's tongue snaked out, circling and dancing around the head once more, stopping momentarily to lick the medium underside.

'' OH God Baby ! ! ! Here it cums, '' Mandy slid up a little as my cock pulsed and began to pump out its thick, creamy burden.

The initiatory fool away struck Mandy on her chin, spraying up and across her lips and her brass. Her manus pumped my prick again as the second jet guessing out striking her on her allow for tit, topping her nipple like sauce. Mandy continued to pump my pecker, pulling me forward so she could wrap her hot brim around my dick to finish what she had started.

My dick found new life history as it made contact with her tongue again, three, four, five More times it pumped, filling my beautiful little miss 's mouth with my cum. `` That 's it sweetie, keep suction. force it all out, make dad cum ! ! ! ''

Mandy kept sucking ; swallowing my lode and milking every live drop out of me. I felt my dick Begin to loose its callousness but Mandy quickly had me coming back to life. I had n't been able-bodied to keep my dick hard after an orgasm in a prospicient meter ; it had to be the excitement of it being my own girl. I had to apply her reference, she was a rude, as good as my married woman, maybe better.

I pulled my gumshoe from Mandy 's mouth and kissed her full lips firmly but softly, letting my tongue enter her mouth for the first time, tasting my own cum on her spit. Sliding down I took her left tit, the one I had cum on and began to lick and suck my cum off of her delicious rose lean breast. I had always wanted to try this, but with Mandy it just happened, like it was perfectly natural. I sucked and licked until there was nothing left wing on her tit, and then I began to lap up what had run down between her pinhead, getting every drop of my semen. Mandy had licked my first jet from her lips, but there was more on her cheek and chin. I moved up and began to collect the deposit I had left on her chin and cheek and where it had run down onto her neck.

'' You 're eating your own stuff ? Gosh pappa, you came a lot ! ''

'' Now it 's your spell dish. broadcast your legs a little. '' I put my metrical unit back on the flooring and stood up, quickly returning to a kneeling posture between her legs. `` I know you 've been fingered, but have any of your fellow ever licked you baby ? ``

Mandy 's optic got across-the-board as she shook her head from side to side. `` I 've heard girls talk about it before though. ''

'' Okay baby, just relax, I promise you 'll enjoy this. ''

I had Mandy scoot up on the bed until she was sitting with her back against the head of the bed and she had a good position of what I was doing.

I slipped my men under her ass cheek and lifted her slightly, giving me full accession to those deliciously wet rap mouth. I leaned in and savored the wet, musky fragrancy of her bid new kitty-cat, rubbing my nozzle up and down her scratch.

I rubbed my aspect back and forth in that alky, dense black hair covering her sweet mound. Finally my tongue flicked out quickly, entering her love canal as it swabbed her interior pussy backtalk, gathering the heavenly dew Mandy 's excitement had deposited there. I began to rub my tongue up and down her puss, stabbing it in to fuck into her like a pocket-sized penis. Mandy 's succus began to flow more freely and I felt her hands on my head, rubbing and pulling on my hairsbreadth.

'' Mmmmmmmm, that feels so full. Please do n't ever barricade. ''

My viva exertion were paying off. I slipped my lip up slightly and ran my tongue over her clit for the beginning prison term ; at the Lapplander sentence I slipped my centre finger's breadth into her cunt ... I began to frig my digit back and Forth River into Mandy as I nibbled and sucked on her clit.

Mandy 's respiration was becoming heavier, the moaning louder and she was now pulling on my hair.

I slipped two more fingers in to her honey pot and earnestly began sucking on her severe piffling clit.

'' Oh God, Oh God ! ! Daddy, Daddy, pappa, do n't stop, delight do n't stop ... I think I 'm cummmming ''

Mandy 's cunt began to gush, just like her mom 's. My cheek was covered with her juicy body waste, and her bed was soaked beneath her.

I continued sucking and chewing gently on her clit and puss back talk as I fingered her, not letting up as she continued to cum, soaking both of us.

As her culmination subsided I continued to work on her until I knew she was finished. With her juice all over my face and byssus I slid up her body, stopping long enough to quickly piece on one of her nipples before I gave her a mouthful of her own succus as I kissed her again. Letting my lingua explore the inner respite of her soft and thrilling mouth.

Mandy slid down in the bed and began to stroke my pecker again as she cuddled in next to me. We lay like that for several present moment before I broke the turn, `` Your mom will be home soon. We both need to get cleaned up and get your bed straightened out. We can look at a shower bath together if you want. ``

'' Can we do this again, Daddy ? ''

'' Yes, sweetie, you can count on it. ''

The End