Part 1
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I blew out all fifteen candles on my natal day patty.
Smoke was still drifting upward as my dad pulled the
candles out of the frosting. He sliced a piece of cake
for me.

'' Happy natal day, Alanna. ``

'' Thanks for all the presents, Dad. ``

His centre drifted down to my breasts as he was talking.
He 'd started doing that a few month ago. I figured it
was pattern for a man. I took it as a compliment.

I did n't give any retention of my mom, as she had left us
when I was a infant. It had always been just dad and me.
He had dated a few women, but those relationships never
lasted. He always came back to me.

The succeeding morn we ate breakfast together, as we
always do before I go to school. When it was prison term for
me to pick up the bus, dad would give me a hug at the
movement door. Now that I was growing up our hugs were
becoming more affectionate.

I started feeling a bump in his pants during our squeeze.
It was almost imperceptible at first, but it became
patent - my dad was rubbing himself between my
legs. I did n't move away. Instead, I imagined that I
was my dad 's lover. A shudder ran down my spine.

I wondered if other girls were doing things like that
with their dada. I did n't dare ask. I sat in class
daydreaming about my dad holding me.

* * *

I awoke the next break of day before schooling with clever
idea. I left the house to enamour the school bus as
usual. I walked down the street and around the quoin.
I stopped there instead of continuing on to the bus
catch. I waited until I heard the phone of the bus
leaving in the distance.

I went back home and yelled when I opened the door.
'' Dad, I missed the bus. '' He yelled back from his
bedroom.

'' What, how did that happen ? I 'll ram you to school day. I
do n't want you to be late. ``

We locked up the house and got in the car. My dad
looked well-favoured wearing a business enterprise suit of clothes and tie. Once
we 'd get under one's skin out of our neighborhood I unfastened my
seat bang and slid over following to him.

'' Alanna, what are you doing ? ``

'' Thank you for driving me to school. '' I put my hand on
my dad 's leg.

'' Alanna, sit back where you belong and put on your prat
belt ammunition. '' I moved my hand up my dad 's leg and found the
coiled snake under his expensive slacks. It sprang to
spirit under my conciliate touch.

'' It 's not very far to school. I want to sit succeeding to
you. ``

I blatantly rubbed my dad 's cock. It stretched down his
trouser leg and became sozzled. I could feel the ridge
around the swollen bulb. His face was red and he looked
around nervously. The car swerved over the centerline
and I grabbed the steering wheel.

'' What 's gotten into you Alanna ? ``

'' I like being close to you. ``

My dad turned his head as we went around a corner. I
took the opportunity to rend up my skirt and move my
panty to expose my pussy lips. When my dad saw my slit
the car swerved again.

'' Now Dad, you have to save your eye on the route. ''

I took my dad 's right hand and put it between my legs.
He knew just want to do. He put one finger on each incline
of my protruding cunt brim and massaged my egotistic
flower. It felt so good. I was for sure my cunt juice was
getting onto my dad 's fingers.

We made little talk of the town as we drove, pretending as if there
was nothing unusual natural event. My dad 's cock became
extremely tough and I worried that I might be hurting
him. I watched as his centre finger parted my cunt lips
and then disappeared inside me.

We pulled up to my school and found an empty parking
outer space. course had already started and nonentity was
around. My dad was breathing hard. His finger rubbing
inside my puss was driving me nutcase. His centre looked
wild as I squeezed his cock.

His hand tightened on my pussy and I felt a shiver in
his body. His cock pressed up like it wanted to snap
through the leg of his slacks. My fingers felt a clump
of something relocation rapidly up the bottom of his quill.
My dad moaned and throw his hips upward. I felt his
cock pulsing and then a wet spot, as big as my hand,
appeared on his pant leg, My dad had an orgasm in his
pants in the school parking lot. This was great.

'' Thank you for driving me to shoal. '' My dad slowly
withdrew his fingerbreadth from my pussy. I hated to see it
go. I adjusted my panty and pulled down my skirt.

'' Alanna, I love you more than anything in this world,
but we have to stop doing this. It 's not mightily. ``

I rubbed the wet expanse of his puff leg. There was so
often sperm in there that I was able to squeeze a picayune
through the fabric and onto my fingers. I touched a
spermy finger to my lips.

'' Dad, you 've made quite a mess. Now go home and change
your pants. '' He took a trench breath and looked out the
front line window. I stood up outside the car and looked in
the door.

'' Dad, I 'll be thinking about you all day. '' He smiled at
me.

'' I 'll be thinking about you too. ``

My design had worked beautifully. I was beginning to
sense that I had some top executive over my dad. Now I had to
find a way to completely ensnare him. I wanted him to
be as obsessed with me, as I was with him.

* * *

Later that night, alone in my room, a swarm of arousal
lingered over me. I put on a nighty and walked out to
the livelihood room. I 'd left my chronicle book near my dad 's
chair. I picked up the record book from the board and stood in
straw man of my dad in silence. He looked up at me from the
leger he was reading.

My pap made obvious peaks under the nighty. My
dad 's heart widened. The bump in his slacks looked like
a Circus tent. I took the book from his hand and sat
down on his lap.

I kissed him on the cheek. `` Dad, let 's spend some sentence
together this weekend. '' I wiggled my bottom on his lap.

'' I 'd like that Alanna, just you and me. '' His hand was
underneath the nighty, on my waistline.

I stood up, yawned and stretched. His oculus hovered
between my legs. I looked over my shoulder joint as I walked
away - he was looking at my bottom.

I went back to my way, lay down on my bed, and waited
for the sound of my dad 's footsteps in the manor hall. When I
heard him coming I called out.

'' Dad, would you come in her for a second ? '' He entered
my room and sat down adjacent to me on the bed.

'' What do you want ? ``

'' I 'd like a kiss goodnight. You stopped doing that a
duo years ago. ``

'' I thought you 'd outgrown that kind of thing. ``

He leaned down and gave me a raft on the sass. He
looked at my bosom - my teat had become hard for
him.

'' I have n't outgrown it, if fact, now that I 'm sr. I 'd
like a little more of a kiss. ``

'' I sat up and put my hand on the rachis of his neck. I
kissed him with an open mouth, like I would a
boyfriend. I lay back down on the pillow. `` Now would
you please buss me again ? ``

I moved my knee to the position, opening my peg. He took a
deep breath, exhaled and leaned down to kiss me.

Our lips joined together. He put his hand on my breast
and squeezed for a import, before breaking off the kiss
and sitting up. I pulled him back. He was breathing
hard.

My dad 's clapper delved into my sass. Our lips were
wet. I felt a ace between my legs - my dad was
softly stroking my pussy. My succus flowed.

'' I love you daddy. '' I could see the lecherousness in his middle,
but there was something else too - I think it was fear.

'' I love you too Alanna. You 're a sound miss, but we have
to stop this. '' My dad stood up and walked across the
room. He looked back at me before closing the door to
my bedroom.

I had aroused him, and he had aroused me. He was trying
to resist - but I could n't halt. I was like a car with
a potent railway locomotive and no bracken.

I looked between my legs. There was a sullen dapple where
my juice had soaked through the scanty - mark where
he 'd touched me. Tomorrow was Sat and we 'd be
spending the day together. I shuddered when I
confronted what was in my fondness - I was a fifteen-year-
old lady friend, and I wanted to fuck my dad.


Part 2
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It was a cheery, Saturday morning. I looked out the
window and saw my dad preparing to wash his car. He
pulled the garden hosepipe from the face of the theatre and
filled a bucket with soapy water.

My neighbor, Windy, rode up on her cycle. She wore a
icteric bikini. The tiptoes of her tweed tennis skid
barely reached the pavement as she sat on the bike
talking to my dad. The bicycle seat stuck out between
her legs.

I felt a twinge of jealousy when I caught my dad
checking her out. We 're both in the same gradation, but
Windy is a class new than me. She 's really smartness and
skipped a grade a few years ago. She got off her cycle
and bent grass over to pluck up the hosepipe. My dad was n't even a
niggling discreet as he looked at her butt.

I decided to go out and bring together them. My dad was obviously
interested in Windy. Perhaps I could use her unexpected
visit to my reward. Besides, I liked Windy and
wanted to talk to her.

'' Hi Windy, what brings you over today, '' I said.

'' There was a family emergency, my parents are gone. ``

'' Why did n't you go ? ``

'' My parents do n't desire me anywhere near my uncle. He
always wants me to sit on his lap. I do n't see what the
big deal is. Anyway, they left me domicile alone and wo n't
be back until dinner. ``

It was unusual for Windy 's parents to pass on her
unsupervised. They normally planned every instant of her
life. I saw my dad looking at her slight tit. Windy
squeezed the nozzle on the end of the hose and sprayed
some scoop off the car.

'' Windy, why do n't you hang out with me today. I do n't
have anything planned. ``

'' I 'd love to. What do you want to do ? ``

I took the hose from Windy and handed it to my dad.
'' Let 's go inside for a while. '' I looked back at dad as
Windy and I walked toward the star sign. His eyes were on
her Bikini bottom. I slapped Windy on the butt and she
squealed.

We sat on the sofa and talked. `` My parents hardly let
me out of the family, '' Windy said. `` They 're always
taking me to music lessons or soccer or something. I
never get any time to myself. ``

'' Have you ever been on a date with a boy ? ``

'' Are you kidding ? I 'm forbidden to be alone with a
boy. ``

'' Has a boy ever kissed you ? ``

'' No. '' Windy was blushing now. She put her hands
together and pressed them between her thighs. ``

'' Would you like to know what kissing is like ? ``

'' Well yes. Do n't tell anyone, but sometimes I pretend
and kiss my pillow. '' Windy giggled.

'' Why do n't you affect with me, would n't that be
better ? ``

'' Alanna, you 're a young woman. I ca n't kiss a young lady. ``

'' It 's just pretend necking, Windy. spate of girls do it ;
they just do n't peach about it. I wo n't tell anyone. ``

'' Okay, if you promise to hold back is a secret. ``

I sat following to Windy and pressed my breast into her arm.
I slowly brought my sassing onto hers. She had no idea
what to do.

'' How did that feel, Windy ? ``

'' It was nice. ``

'' You can open your mouth a little bit during a candy kiss. It
makes it more fun. ``

I kissed her again and this clip her rim opened. She
let me explore inside her rima oris with my lingua. I slid
my bridge player up her venter, brushing over her breast. Her
nipple was laborious.

'' You know, Windy, when you 're finally out on a day of the month,
your guy will probably desire to do more than kiss. '' I
saw my dad 's tail on the wall. He was peeping on us.

'' My parents warned me about that a million times. ``

Windy was relaxing now. She lay back on the couch with
her legs comfortably open.

'' I can show you what to expect. ``

I reached behind her neck opening and united the strand to her
bikini top. `` Every guy you go out with will want to
spirit you up. ``

'' Really ? ``

'' Here 's what a estimable feel-up will be like. Do n't conciliate
for anything less. ``

I played with Windy 's breasts - massaging one and
kissing the other. My flicking knife made her nipples
stand up firm. Windy started moaning. Her hands pulled
my head against her chest.

'' Oh Alanna, that feels so squeamish. ``

'' Windy, boy are going to love your boobs. ``

I glanced across the room and saw my dad peeping in the
window at us. dear. Let him get all worked up and then
admit it out on me tonight.

'' Windy, there 's another way a guy will want to feel
you. ``

'' How ? ``

I rubbed the interior of her thigh. Windy slowly opened
her legs. Her hips moved in a suggestive manner. I
pressed my fingers onto her two-piece buns, over her
twat, and began rubbing. Her hips pressed up against
my hand.

'' Oh, oh Alanna, do n't stop, I like it. ``

'' You 're a beauty, Windy. Boys will hump giving you
a feel. ``

I pulled her two-piece bottom to the side of meat and ran my
finger's breadth along her pussy lips. Windy was wet, so I
pressed my finger inward. Her cunt squeezed my middle
finger. I slowly fingered Windy. My dad watched us
through the window.

Windy 's pussycat began to tease, so I inserted a second,
and then a third finger's breadth. I gave her a serious lilliputian
fingerbreadth fuck. She signaled her favorable reception by thrusting
her rose hip upward. Windy moaned with each incursion.
Then I heard my dad 's voice.

'' Alright girls, what 's going on here ? '' My dad stood
over us with a can smell on his face. Windy gasped and
put her hands over her breasts.

'' Um, nothing Dad, we were just talking. ``

'' I saw you. There was a lot more than talking going
on. ``

'' I 'm deplorable, '' Windy said. A tear ran down her cheek.
'' Please do n't tell my parents. Alanna was showing me
what boys are like. We were pretending. I 've never been
on a date. ``

'' I see. Windy, please remain firm up. '' Windy gulped, grabbed
her bikini top and stood up. She covered her titty
with her deal. I pulled her bikini fundament back over
her kitty. My dad walked over to Windy and picked her
up in his arms.

'' Where are you taking me, '' Windy asked.

'' Windy, you and I are going to bear a short talk, and
Alanna is going to go to her way. ``

I followed them down the hall. My dad carried Windy
into his bedroom. I went to my room and sat on my bed.
I tried to lead them alone, but I could n't stand the
suspense, so I got up and looked in the door to my
dad 's room.

My dad stood behind Windy as she faced the bed. He
massaged her shoulders. She still clung to her two-piece
top while covering her breasts with her hands.

'' Windy, what would your parents think if they 'd seen
you on the sofa with Alanna ? ``

'' I ca n't envisage it. My parents would irrupt. ``

'' Do you want me to keep it a mysterious ? ``

'' Oh yes, please do n't state anyone. ``

Windy did n't realize that my dad had removed his pants.
He reached around her and slid his deal down the
outside of her two-piece bottom. Windy started to reach
for his bridge player, but stopped and covered her white meat again.

'' Windy, are you a virgin ? ``

'' Yes. ``

'' Do you require to be ? ``

Windy was still. My dad rubbed his hand between her
legs. ``

'' I do n't know. ``

'' I 'm going to aid you make up your judgement. '' Windy stared
straight ahead, with a blank shell aspect on her face.

Windy was a dear miss. She never said anything bad
about anybody. She volunteered at the breast feeding dwelling and
was always helping some charity raise money. I do n't
think she 'd ever gotten into difficulty. She 'd lived a
sheltered life.

My dad pulled the bikini bottom down to her ankles and
then he wrapped his sleeve around her. He was feeling her
all over. His cock pressed between her ass cheeks. She
knew he was naked now.

Windy tried to abuse away but his weapon kept her trapped
next to him. She bent over to try and cower across the
bed, but found herself held by the rose hip, with my dad
rubbing his tool on her kitty from behind.

My dad picked up Windy and set her on the bed. Her
bikini underside was still wrapped around her articulatio talocruralis.
Windy looked scared as my dad pulled the two-piece off her
foot. My dad was gentle with her, even as she resisted.
He constantly rubbed her pussy.

My dad lay across Windy 's breast. He put one leg over
her thigh and deftly moved on top of her. Now Windy had
my dad lying between her splayed out legs. She still
held onto her bikini top.

Windy looked flyspeck as she lay underneath my dad. He
supported himself on his elbow as he held her
shoulders from underneath. Windy 's head turned from
side to side as if looking for soul to rescue her.
Her stage kicked uselessly over the bed.

Windy 's exposed pussycat was plump with arousal, even as
she tried to escape her destiny. The dark tegument of her anus
puckered as my dad 's cock bounced between her peg. She
twisted her white lawn tennis shoes above him.

I wondered what was going on in Windy 's creative thinker as my dad
rubbed the tip of his cock on her mound. I saw flash of
pink human body, gleaming between her slit lips.

'' Oh you sexy girl. ``

'' I do n't believe this is happening, '' Windy said.

My dad looked into Windy 's eyes, the tip of his cock
poised on top of her cunt. The conflict between them
became like a dancing. She kicked and pulled at the bed
tack, but at the Saami time her kitty-cat pushed upward,
toward the Phallus. Windy saw me at the threshold. Her optic
filled with confusion and impuissance.

Windy 's mouth dropped open and her read/write head rocked back.
Her fingers opened and the Bikini top fell to the
base. `` Oh god, '' she cried. My dad was all the way
inside her.

My dad held still for a slight while. Windy was
breathing rapidly and moaning. Then he began to slowly
move his cock in and out.

Windy 's cunt lips stretched and clung to his beam of light. Her
anus opened a little bit, each time he stroked into
her.

'' I 'm fucking you Windy. ``

'' Oh yes, that 's decent. ``

I went back to my room. I threw myself down on my bed
and cried. I put my pillow over my head. I was envious
and my pinna could n't stand the audio of Windy 's
whimpering.

After a spell I looked at my clock - twenty arcminute had
gone by. I heard moaning and squeaking bed springs.
They were still going at it. How foresighted it would last ?

I got up and looked in my dad 's bedroom. The time for
softness was over. My dad pounded his cock into
Windy. The right driving force of his hips jerked her
diminished consistency. The headboard was knocking against the
wall.

Windy moaned and my dad grunted. She saw me standing at
the threshold. Her eyes looked dreamy as my dad 's cock
push into her. `` Oh, oh, oh, '' Windy moaned each metre
he impaled her. She was perspiring and some tears had
rolled down her cheeks.

'' Windy, '' my dad said, `` tell me what 's inside you. ``

'' You cock. ``

'' And what 's it doing in there, Windy ? ``

'' Oh god, your cock 's fucking me. ``

My dad just kept screwing her. Windy drew her
fingernails over my dad 's back, leaving a trail of red
scratches. She thrust her cunt up and down. Now she was
fucking him.

Windy suddenly froze with her back arched and her heading
all the way back. She let out a howl and then wrapped
hear legs tightly around his book binding. Her chest rose and
fell with shortstop breaths `` Ohhh, ohhh, '' she murmured. My
dad held still inside her. Windy 's eyes closed, as the
orgasm possessed her.

Then my dad 's body shuddered. He squeezed her tightly
and buried his drumhead into the pillow. Windy 's chin
rested on his articulatio humeri. His rear nerve pressed
together as he pushed into her.

My dad pumped a freight of spermatozoon deeply inside Windy. She
pointed her twat upward, turning herself into a willing
receptacle for all the semen that he could talk. Some
sperm foamed out of her slit and dripped over her anus.
Maybe Windy 's parents should have let her sit on her
uncle 's lap.

I went back to my way. After a while I heard them
laughing in the shower. A few bit later Windy came
and stood at my threshold, looking make clean and refreshed, like
nothing had happened. She was wearing her bikini again.

'' Alanna, can we talk ? ``

'' Yes, number in. '' Windy shut the doorway and sat on the bed
next to me.

'' Alanna, I 'm so sorry, I did n't intend for this to
occur. I beg you, please, please keep this a secret
between us. ``

'' I swear I 'll never secern a single somebody. How do you
palpate ? ``

Windy took a deep breath and exhaled. `` I 'm hunky-dory. I mean
it was n't that bad, really. '' Windy smiled. `` Actually,
it was amazing - I loved it. '' We both started laughing.

* * *

We watched television for the rest of the afternoon.
Windy spent a lot of time sitting on my dad 's lap. They
talked and giggled. My dad 's script occasionally
disappeared inside her two-piece bottom.

The clock time came for Windy to go family. Dad and I walked
her to the room access to say goodbye.

'' Thank you so much for having me over. I do n't get to
go out very much. My parents are so exacting. ``

I put my arms around Windy and gave her a hug.

'' Windy, I loved having you over today. You must impose
us more often. Maybe you could tell your parents I need
tutoring. ``

'' Okay. ``

I kissed Windy. Her lip opened and our glossa
entwined. I felt her fingerbreadth between my legs. She 'd
come a foresightful way in a few hours.

'' Windy, give my dad a hug before you leave. ``

Windy put her arms around my dad and stood on tiptoes.
Their genitalia pressed together.

Windy smiled at my dad after the embrace. She glanced
shyly at the form of a hard hammer, bulging inside his
pants. I took Windy 's manus and placed it on my dad 's
swollen organ.

'' It 's sanction Windy, go ahead and rub it. He likes that. ''
She giggled as she stroked my dad 's erection.

'' I love you guys so a lot, '' Windy said.

'' We love you too. ``

My dad and I spoke the Lapp Logos, at the Sami prison term.
Then we kissed Windy - our backtalk together, on hers. Our
two tongues explored her piddling verbalise together. Then
both our hands met between Windy 's wooden leg - rubbing her
pussy one last clock time before she departed.


Part 3
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I hoped that Windy would occur back soon. I could n't be
mad at my dad and her for finding some happiness
together. I was just frustrated. I wanted my dad to
give me the Saame thing that he 'd given Windy.

A week past and I could sense a stress edifice in my
dad. He was staring at my breasts, and casually
touching me as we went about our daily lives together.
I knew that my dad 's sexual frustrations would gain him
vulnerable to my advancement.

My opportunity came late one Night when there was a
thunderstorm. In our area these storms can go on for
60 minutes. As a child I was terrified of the thunder and
whitening, so I 'd run into my dad 's room and stay in
his bed. I 'd run that role again tonight.

I put on a nighty that hung just low enough to cover my
bottom. I did n't wear a panty. I was juicing and set
for action. My nipples poked out with the anticipation
of getting into bed with my dad.

I put my hair up in pigtails. Yes indeed, this aphrodisiacal
little lady friend was terrified of the thunderstorm, and she
was going to demand some comforting from her big, strong
daddy.

I opened the doorway to my dad 's sleeping room. `` pappa, I 'm
scared. ``

He switched on luminance by his bed and sat up. I closed
the bedroom door and walked over next to his bed. Dad
looked over my nighty.

'' Alanna, is something wrongly ? ``

'' Daddy, I 'm frightened of the storm, can I stay on with you
for a spell ? ``

'' Are n't you a little old for that ? ``

A flash of lightening and eruption of thunder shook the
house. I jumped out of awe. The nighty flew up a
little and I saw him look between my legs.

'' Daddy, please, I 'm frighten away and I ca n't sleep. '' I rubbed
my eye, like I was going to cry.

He got out of bed and held me. `` Do n't be scared,
Alanna. We 're good inside the house. '' The nighty pulled
up as he held me. My bare kitty pressed against his
packer shorts.

'' Daddy, I 'm afraid of the violent storm. Please, let me stay
with you tonight. ``

'' Alright, but just tonight. ``

My dad pulled back the mantle for me to get into bed.
The nighty rose up, exposing my bottom, when I slid
across between the tabloid. I acted shy and pulled the
nighty back down. I leaned on my elbow and looked up at
him. My nipples stood out like refreshful yield, ready to be
plucked.

There was another fanfare of lightning followed by a clap
of thunder. I sat up and held out my arms.

'' Hold me dad, I 'm scared. '' He got into bed with me
and turned off the light.

'' Do n't worry Alanna, you 're safe with me. ``

My dad put his arms around me and we cuddled in the
wickedness. Our branch interlaced inside the warmth of the
cover.

A few minutes passed before another flash lamp of lightning
illuminated the way. Thunder rattled the windowpane.

'' pappa, I 'm so scared, harbour me tight. ``

I wrapped my leg over his thigh and rack. He
stroked my hair and back. It was a warm cocoon inside
the blanket. My nighty had pulled up, over my waist. I
rubbed my pussy brim on my dad 's leg.

The next time the thunder boomed I crawled on top of
him. I could experience his cock stretching up, toward his
navel.

'' I 'm so scared Daddy, oblige me tighter. ``

I softly pressed my pussy on my dad 's pecker. His hand
slid down my bare back and over my bottom. I shook in
mock reverence and itch my kitty-cat on him with each
successive clap of thunder. His hips undulated beneath
me.

'' dad, I 'm thirsty. ``

'' Then go get a boozing of water. ``

'' I 'm scared to go alone, you come with me. '' He reached
for the light but I grabbed his hand.

'' Let 's bump our way in the dark. It 'll be fun. ``

We got out of bed and headed down the hall in the
darkness. I wrapped my arms around his waist and
pressed my knocker into his arm. big H clapped and my
dad put his hand on my breast. His entitle squeeze was
so nice. He softly turned my nipple in his fingers.

Our eyes adjusted to the dark. When we got to the
kitchen he turned on the spigot and poured a glass of
water supply with one deal. His other deal was underneath the
back of my nighty, on my bottom. He held the glass of
water supply to my lips and I took a sip. I thought that was a
amatory gesture.

'' Dad, let 's view the lightening together in the dark. ``

We went to the living room and stood in front of the
ikon windows. I sensed a critical juncture in the
evening. Across the valley another flash of lightening
forked down from the black sky.

'' Hold me daddy. ``

Just as the smack followed the lightening I stuck my
script in the front end of my dad 's boxers and pulled out his
cock.

'' Alanna, what are you doing ? ``

'' pop, I 'm pock. ``

I lowered my mouth over my father 's rooster. He got hard
so fast. I thought I had him now. I sucked and slurped
on my dad 's prick. I felt his hands on my pass. His
fingers tightened around my pigtails. He pulled upward
on my pigtails, raising my head off his cock.

'' Alanna, we have to barricade. ``

I started crying and pulled away from him. I staggered
over to the sofa and fell on my back. I spread my stage
apart in front end of my dad. Lighting dash and skag
boomed.

'' pop, hold back me, please ? ``

He hesitated and then walked over next to the sofa. His
cock stuck out the front of boxers like a cannon on a
battle ship. I reached out for him.

'' Alanna, I 'm your beginner. ``

He sat on the sofa next to me. He put his hand on my
second joint. I took his bridge player in mine and slid it up to my
pussycat. I was miry wet. He rubbed my twat like a man
in love.

'' pappa, I want to be your young woman. ``

I put my oral fissure over my dad 's cock. He moaned and slid a
fingerbreadth inside my pussy.

'' Oh Alanna, we ca n't, we should n't, oh Alanna. ``

My dad picked me up and carried me back to my bedroom.
I was sick. He was going to put me back in my own bed
and lead me alone. I 'd failed again.

He laid me down on my bed and sat beside me in silence.
I started to cry as I waited for the words - his
explanation why we could n't be together. My dad put a
hand inside my knee and pushed my leg to the face. I
felt his fingers on the inside of my thighs, up by the
top of my leg. My pussycat felt a tender, exquisite
sensation - my dad 's head was between my legs.

'' Oh yes papa, your small fille ilk that. ``

My dad 's tongue flicked my clit and darted between my
pussy lips. His finger massaged my anus, sending
electric pleasure up my ass.

'' I found myself a gratifying little lady friend pussy. ``

He lay down on top of me. We hugged and kissed. He was
sliding his cock on top of my puss. I arched my coxa
underneath him. I felt like I was going crazy.

'' So, my sexy Alanna is horny for pop. ``

'' I 'm good-for-naught, I ca n't help it. '' My dad pressed his cock
into me with one sheer stroke.

'' Oh pappa, oh, oh. ``

I opened myself to my dad 's cock as much as possible. I
held my pelvic arch up so he could labour his gourmandize sex
organ deep inside me. I wanted it all. It began slowly
at first, in and out - my dad was fucking me.

'' Oh yes Alanna, you have a nice fiddling cunt. ``

'' Oh Daddy, you 're so hard. ``

My dad rubbed his peter in different domain inside me.
Sometimes he 'd pull it all the way out and rub the tip
on my button. Then he 'd jostle it back in. I loved that.

'' Lightening flared alfresco, momentarily illuminating
the room, like a camera 's instant. ``

'' arrest me tight Daddy, I 'm scared. '' He squeezed me with
his secure arms and fucked me like only a pappa can.

'' Do n't worry child, daddy 's here to bang you all you
want for now on. ``

'' I 'm so well-chosen to finally have you inside me. ``

'' You 're a especial small young lady. You 're not afraid to
break out the rule. ``

'' Fuck me punishing daddy. ``

My body jerked under his muscular knife thrust. Waves of
joy washed through me. New feelings swirled like a
crack in my encephalon. Pleasures that I 'd never known
before.

My dad gripped me firmly and pressed his cock in as far
as it would go. He moaned and called out my name. He
continued squeezing and pressing his shaft into me. I
felt a throbbing inside me. My dad had achieved an
orgasm and was pumping me full moon of his sperm.

'' I love you Alanna. ``

'' I love you dada. ``

I held my dad mean as he finished depositing his seeded player
thick inside me. We fell asleep in my bed. It was the
number one time that he 'd slept in my bed with me. I was a
felicitous girl.

* * *

Windy called a few days later. She 'd made the typeface to
her parents that I needed tutoring in algebra. They
were going to let her come over to our house on a
regular basis. I suggested that I needed some tutoring
that night.

When Windy arrived, Dad and I escorted her straight
from the battlefront door to the aliveness room couch. We sat
close to Windy and cuddled with her.

Dad undid a clit on her shirt. He reached inside and
gave her tiny breasts of skillful feel. Windy stared at the
knoll swelling in my dad 's pants. I took her hand and
placed it on his rooster. I slid my bridge player under Windy 's
skirt. She opened her branch for me as I inserted my
finger into her pussy. My little tutor was wet.

'' It 's dainty to have you back, Windy, '' I said.

Windy gave me a shy grin and giggled. This time I 'd
get to ingest her too.

The End