In that instant, a strange tingling curiosity had soared through her like nothing she had ever felt before. Shari had never seen a man's prick before, and that single glimpse had made something deep inside her ache with an odd, almost frightening intensity.
At first, she thought it was just embarrassment. Blushing and trembling, she had scampered from the bedroom as soon as she could. But the image of his big, swinging cock had burned into her mind, making her unfucked pussy burn and melt with itchy pleasure. She couldn't seem to stop thinking about his cock. The memory had etched itself into her so deeply that she knew from that very morning that somehow she would have to get a better look.
Moving carefully, Shari crept forward, fearful that at any moment her father's eyes might spring open and catch her sneaking toward him.
But they didn't open, and a moment later she stood above his sleeping figure, reaching gently down to grasp the border of the sheet.
Heart thumping in mingled fear and anticipation, she began to slide the sheet down. It slithered almost noiselessly, and she heaped it at her dad's feet so that he'd think he had kicked it off.
Then, so scared that she held her breath without knowing it, she turned and gazed down at her father's naked body.
Dane was a man who liked to keep in shape. Broad-shouldered and tanned, he had an athletic figure that made Shari tremble with guilty pleasure in the realization that her daddy looked just as good as any of those men in the magazine pictures one of her friends at school had shown her once.
Her gaze traveled down across a muscular chest that was layered with fur, winding in black curls like a trail and growing thicker across his stomach until, at last, she came to the object of her interest – his cock.
Her breath hissed out in a little gasp. His prick was dangling limply on the bed, sprouting at least six inches from its rich mound of hair. Even soft, his prick was so thick and big that his cock frightened her a bit. She had read about fucking and had heard stories from other girls about how nice fucking felt, but the gigantic, snake-like object before her now made all those stories seem like lies. How could any woman really fuck something that big?
Even as that question crossed her mind, she found herself examining his balls. A perfect match for that oversized prick, they hung tantalizingly in their fuzz-clad sac in a way that made her want to fondle them.
Her pussy creamed at the thought, and she felt a hot wet trickle of wetness lots of times lately, but, for some reason, this time was worse than ever. Wearing nothing but her pink nightie, she felt her nipples spring out in response while a strange heat grew deep in her cunt. She could stand here all day, just admiring the first real cock she'd ever seen.
But at the same time, she wanted to get an even better look. Her dad wasn't going to wake up for quite awhile yet, and she might never get a chance like this again.
Determined, she knelt down to get a closer view, pushing back a strand of long blonde hair that had fallen in a delicate curl along her smooth unlined cheek. Unlike her father, she and Nan were both blonde. But Nan's hair was already beginning to darken, and Shari's would, too, someday. Then they would both look even more like Dane, with his attractive features softened by the feminine curves of their mother's face. Though her mom had died when she was little, Shari still remembered how beautiful she had been.
But, at the moment, none of that interested her. The sight of her father's soft prick held her spell bound as she slipped silently to her knees.
His cock was beautiful. All Shari knew about cocks was what she saw in pictures and read in books. But she knew even front that meager experience that her daddy had a beautiful prick. Even limp, his cock was still as big and thick as lots of hard ones she examined in those photographs. His prick was wrinkled with fleshy skin and lolled to a one side over his heavy, sagging cup of balls.
Unable to resist the temptation, she courageously reached out and took his cock gently between thumb and forefinger, lifting its helmeted head.
Her cunt ached more than ever at the touch of her father's cock, and she felt that all-too-familiar tingling ache grow inside her.
Over the past months, Shari had come to expect that ache more and more often in the last year, she had done a lot of growing, and the strange itchy hunger in her cunt had grown as well. For a long time, she hadn't even been certain what caused it, had simply known that it happened when she was with a boy or even just thought about boys.
But lately the ache had grown so bad that sometimes she couldn't get to sleep at night, just thinking about boys and their cocks. She'd discovered that rubbing her cunt usually made the ache go away in a very pleasant manner, and for a long time that had satisfied her.
But in one moment, the moment she had accidentally glimpsed her father's cock, a new sensation had begun deep inside her that no amount of rubbing could satisfy.
That was why, after three weeks of growing curiosity, she worked up the nerve to be where she was now – kneeling at her dad's bedside and looking directly at his cock.
As she lifted his prick for closer examination, her heart began to pound. Tingling worse than ever, her youthful pussy burst with hot cream, streaming down to make her inner thighs slicker and wetter than ever.
Hesitantly, fearful that he might wake, but unable to resist the growing need within her, she began to slide her thumb and forefinger up and down over his smooth cockshaft.
"Ahmm," Dane groaned softly and shifted onto his back. Shari froze with, her fingers still attached to his prick.
When he didn't awaken, her first thought was to scamper from the room while she still had the chance. Yet something held her, something she'd never felt before. She'd gone too far to stop now. Instead, she continued her pumping just like before, fastening her gaze on the tiny, pink crack of his pisshole and the little bit of glistening wetness that clung to his cockhead. Her cunt was streaming juice by now, burning with a mixture of fear and excitement.
The burning suddenly grew worse as Dane's prick began to expand, hardening and lengthening as if alive.
Shari sucked in a breath of disbelief and delight, watching his cock blossom and stiffen. His prick was enormous!
Gasping with pleasure, she delicately closed her fist over his cock, still tugging.
Within moments, Dane's cock was at full nine-inch hardness, its veined, inflamed prickshaft swollen and throbbing.
The droplet of liquid at the tip of his prickhead formed into a clear shining glob, and, on a sudden impulse, Shari swooped down, darting her small, pink tongue out.
The tip of her tongue brushed across her dad's cockhead and collected the glob of cream, then flicked again and again.
Though she had never tasted a man's prick, she had read about cocksucking lots of times. In fact, she'd always thought sucking a prick was a nasty thing to do, not something she would enjoy at all.
But the first tentative lapping of her wet tongue over her father's prick sent a rippling tremor of joy through her, and almost instantly, Shari's full lips closed over his knobbed cocktip, smothering his prick in a sensual, inexperienced kiss.
Dane twitched in his sleep, and Shari found herself sucking on his prick as if she'd done it all her life, drawing more and more of his cock between her lips.
Long blonde hair cascading over her father's thighs, she began to bob her head up and down automatically, milking at his hard cock in a burst of innocent enthusiasm that was aided by the greedy hunger in her cunt. It had happened so suddenly that not even her fear of waking him could stop her now. She drew more of his cock down her throat.
"Mmmmmm…" she moaned in sheer pleasure as one of her hands stole beneath her nightie and dipped into the wet-furred crevice of her steamy cunt. Sucking hard on her daddy's fat prick, she began to knead the slick, puffy lips of her pussy, prying them apart to expose the stiff, hooded button of her clit.