Cindy 'S Little Bump ( 1 )


Pregnant, Young
1

That night was n't the first clip he 'd stepped out of the shower bath to find oneself his lovely fourteen year old girl, Cindy, primping herself in strawman of the bathroom mirror. Sometimes, she 'd be wrapped in her own towel awaiting her turn, other times in a camisole and pantie ; sometimes just a skimpy push-up bra and a G-string. She 'd usually crimson, peek at his swelling peter, sometimes even wink, then either go back to her primping, or skitter out giggling. She 'd done that for a few calendar month then, and it was getting punishing for him to take, though nada was ever said. He 'd often slipstream back into the john as she 'd exited, to desperately whop himself off and deposit a violent stream of splooge in the lav. Sometimes, he could swear he heard her giggle with gloating as he closed the door in his mad rushing. That Nox, however, would be very different.

When he stepped out of the shower this time, he lost his breathing time in a whoosh !, as he beheld his retentive, slant, naked, nubile daughter hang over the sinkhole applying mascara, her leftover leg straight, her right bent at the human knee, her hips slightly swaying back and Forth River, her delectable puffy-nippled a-cup knocker pointing down and slightly forward, her elbows resting on the sink shelf, and her long, silky auburn hair draped over her forget shoulder, trailing one-half way down the sinkhole cabinet, and her cherubic, aquiline face screwed-up in concentration as she applied the lowest petty bit of her makeup. That tied it.

He toweled-off as common, all the spell ogling, outright leering at his sister daughter 's lithe and supple word form, and feeling his stock begin to boil as the oestrus of his insistent prick once again arose to the occasion. This fourth dimension, 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 man and casually switching to her other eye.

This fourth dimension he thought, would be very dissimilar, as he stepped up beside Cindy, ostensibly to check himself out in the mirror, but definitely with other thing on his psyche. She 'd been teasing him in this way off and on for a few month 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 next to her, she gave no indication, but continued dressing her eyes. Quivering with trepidation and prediction, he reached over with his free right script and traced a fingernail down her butt face. THAT got her attention :"Ooooh ... Daddy 's thouchin'me, ,, ( giggle )."She did n't move, but shivered a bit. One of the reply he 'd hoped for ... He traced his finger back up her butt face :"Ooooh, he done it again. How unfitting ... ( 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 helping hand to cup and gently squeeze her stern brass ..."Yeow ! Daddy ! 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 men on the sink, sighed and giggled some more, like the xiv year old tyke she was as he continued stroking, caressing and cupping her nates nerve. She sighed, went down on her cubital joint, and closed her eyes. keno ! fourth dimension for the next step ...

He quivered in prediction as he allowed his painfully throbbing cock to graze Cindy 's left hip."Ow ! daddy ! That 's really unfitting ! Mr. Cocky is touchin'me."“ Is that a complaint ?"“ Uh ... not yet ..."“ Ok then ..."... and he slowly traced his fingers down her precious ass to the outer lips of her puffy pussycat, tracing up and down those outer brim while his cock danced up and down her leftover hip. Her intimation now coming in light gasps, she could barely get out,"Oh God, Daddy ! Really, REALLY inap -- -ooooh ! -- -propriate ..."His own hint accelerated and choppy, he again queried,"complaint ?"“ ... uhh ... n ... n ... oh ! ...."As she sighed, panted and quivered all over from the ever more urgent tingling genius her dad 's ministrations brought to her swollen pubescent cuze, her dearly ol'dad popped his thumb to the hilt inside her and squeezed her throbbing clit from interior and out."Oh God ! DADDY ! ! ! Uh ... uh ... UH ! !,"she howled as her orgasm blew off the top of her head. Her knees buckled, her breath exploded, and she collapsed on the cesspool, barely able to stand. He pulled his pollex, 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 miserable dad, with his straining, 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 pussy, and prepared to take it home. As he touched his aching penis head to her dripping honey jam, she involuntarily flexed her body and spread her legs just a bit wider ... He pushed the head into her warm, wet waiting hole."Whoa ! Incest, much ? Mr. Cocky is IN me ! How weird is that ?"Cindy teased when she felt his entranceway."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 CVA he bottomed-out, balls-deep in her pixilated wetness."OhhhhMyGOD ! My daddy 's fuckin'me ... Ohhh mother fucker ! My DADDY 's FUCKIN'ME ! !"Cindy mewled as he began his slow, steady pistoning in her sexual 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 side by side proceedings, Cindy came twice more, the latter a squirter, drenching both their branch as the incestuous duet continued their lurid dance over the sink in movement of the bathroom mirror. For his own part, Howard had to face a few times at his cock disappearing into Cindy 's puffy slit to assure himself this was really happening. Cindy was in some other universe, reduced to babbling"Oh, daddy daddy daddy, Oh daddy dada dad"as his swollen appendage strained for just one instant to a greater extent to restrain back his own incumbrance. 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 hips in a vice-like grip, and was n't about to let her go. Just one more than stro ..."Oh MY piece of ass GOD ! Uh ! Uh ! Uh !"he howled as he again bottomed-out and his geyser erupted, sending flow after flow of midst, hot incestuous spunk down his cock epithelial duct and out to bang at his lovely daughter 's cervical door. Dazed, his orgasm subsiding to sapless, unproductive thumps, he fell back against the shower enclosure, and Cindy finally broke on the loose, bolting out the bathroom room access for her bedroom. His last clear sight of her as her threshold closed was a midst gob of his honey goo running down her leg. The cobbler's last thing he heard as he passed her room on the way to his own was,"Ewww ! pappa came in me ! Ewww ?"

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