Then suddenly, just as I raised my knees, spread my thighs wide and guided the fat pulsing head to the mouth of my sopping wet twat, Daddy yelled no! broke away, and sat! dick standing tall, panting, face flushed, staring at me with a peculiar, tortured look in his eyes. "I… I can't bang you," he croaked.
"Don't be dumb!" I hollered, outraged, finger-fucking myself as my gaze darted from his face to his stiff prick. "You can't stop now. You can't just say no like… like… ok!" Again I threw myself at him. Ignoring his protests! I buried my face in his lap, kissing the hairy thing all up and down the heavily veined underside. It was so hot! And the smell-the musty odor from his asshole, sweat, bathing suit-made my cunt ooze sticky love juice. on my thighs and the seat. Lipping the lovely pink tip, I tore frantically at the swimsuit until the material ripped up the seam and his wrinkled balls fell into the palm of my hand.
"Kitty-Kat. Jesus. You sweet mother fucker, you." Daddy's hips bucked. He groaned. Gently he touched my head, and pressed his throbbing member firmly to my mouth.
"Should I suck it? Like this?" I flicked my tongue lightly across the sensitive tip, down the stalk, to his cubes. His pole tightened and grew larger still; tiny blue veins flooding beneath the loose outer jacket of skin. "Say pleeze," I taunted, voice high, his little girl again.
Daddy shivered. Closing his eyes, he slipped farther down in the seat. The torn trunks pinched his nuts. He took hold of the split seam, and, with one mighty tug, ripped the swimsuit in two and flung the meddlesome thing from the car. Next he buried his hand in my ass, twisted his stink-finger roughly up my shitter, forced my head down, and hissed, "Suck!"
"Not yet, Daddy. Let me… ummm. Ohhh!" Relaxing my sphincter muscles, I shimmied down until his finger was stuck to the knuckle in my asshole. I expanded and contracted my rectum, grinding my hips, loving the feel, the fuck like rhythm, the mere thought of something of Daddy's inside my belly. "Let me play with it first," I breathed hot on his tool, and swirled my tongue around and around over the tip, traced designs on his nuts, and probed the dark, sour-sweet smelling crack of his ass. I had never before seen his cock close up. At home, during the hot summer months, when he walked the house in boxer shorts most nights, I had caught glimpses of it slapping the open fly. Before Mummy ran off with Tom, on the nights they fucked, I had watched the enormous head swell when he patted her ass off to bed. But never before so deliciously, awesomely close. Never before swollen just for me.
"You're m-m-making me c-c-crazy," blubbered Daddy, thrusting his cock at me. "I never could get your mother to suck me off. She said my dick was too big, and… ahhh! That's it, baby. Roll your sweet little tongue on the head. Like… yeah. Oh, yeah! Your mother used to say sucking my dick would be like lapping her own cunt, then she'd push my head down into her juicy snatch and I'd forget everything except eating her hot pussy. Christ, it was good though. Ever have your cunt sucked, Kitty?" His finger popped from my asshole, Inched under, found my clit and made it spring to attention.
"Do it, Daddy," I whispered. "No one's ever sucked or fucked me. I'm cherry all over. I've been saving it all, every hole, just for you." Clamping my thighs tight on his hand, I fell moaning against him. His fingers sent fiery little darts racing through my vagina, my belly. It was heavenly. And I wanted more than anything to please him. So I licked the tiny aperture in the pink nozzle head of his cock, and, with his huge hairy cubes in my hand, his finger high in my twat while the fingers of his free hand toyed with my titties, I opened my mouth and drew his big dick deep, deep, as deep, as It would go, into my face.
"Baby," cried Daddy. "Goddambaby!"
Noisily I sucked. His joint was so long, so fat, it felt as if the skin at the corners of my small mouth was about to tear. I retreated, wet the shaft thoroughly with saliva before moving my lips slowly down the rock-hard length, to the hairy, thick roots. My own Daddy lollipop, I thought, feeling the head butt my tonsils as he slammed every micrometer of throbbing meat into my face.
Suddenly I was being lifted. I felt Daddy's strong hands grip my thighs, turn me ass over heels, and, twisting my neck as he arranged my legs on either side of his head, knees bent and propped on the backrest, bring my gaping cunt close to his face.
It was fantastic. My mouth turned on his dick until I was suspended upside down, watching his shaft piston up into my head. I squealed, coming all over the place.
"Rest your weight on my shoulders, Katty," breathed Daddy into my wide open, slippery wet cunt. "I never tried for a cherry with my tongue. Here goes."
An incredible sensation started my hips grinding. Was that his tongue? I wondered, amazed. It felt as big as the thing stoking my face. It flicked lightly along the outer lips of my tight gash, tested the opening, tickled my clit, and bored hotly into my virgin love hole. I bit down on his poker, moving my tongue back and forth along the underside. My legs closed automatically. I felt his nose in the crack of my ass… sniffing my cute puckered asshole as the sandpapery thing in his mouth darted faster and faster, in and out, Daddy making loud slurping noises in time with the furious round and round fucking motion of his hips.
Keeping my balance with one hand, I brought my lips to the end of his beautiful dick, cupped his balls, and shot my face down. Daddy mumbled incoherently against my pussy. I felt his bristly whiskers brush the tender inner lips of my cunt and almost choked on his member. I was on fire-about to explode in hundreds of pieces on a warm cloud of sexual bliss. I could see myself coming, my juices dripping down Daddy's square chin and falling, drop by tiny glistening drop, into the mat of curly coarse hair on his chest. I felt his body grow rigid and knew he was coming, too.
"I luv 'ou, Daddy," I mumbled as his hips shot up from the seat, banging my head against the steering wheel, and driving his joint all the way down to my gullet, it seemed. I felt the first hot blast deep in my throat. Squeezing his huge hairy nuts, I retreated to the head, and drank each successive spurt from the small aperture at the center of the bloated round nozzle.
Daddy sighed and. fell back. His cock lost some of its fullness. Reluctantly I let it pop from my mouth, cleaned the last drop of cream from the aperture, twisted and turned, and sat, right side up, in his lap.
Daddy grinned. "I didn't get it."
"What?"
"Your cherry." He shoved two long fingers roughly up my cunt.
Snuggling against him, I said, "One hole down… two to go!"
Daddy beat me to the lake. He paused at the waterline. I watched his bare buttocks tighten as he extended his arms, stood tall, and dove. My mind wasn't on swimming. Sucking his cock had only made me hungry for more, and as I watched him come up, stand glistening in waist-deep water, limp meat like a white electric eel below the surface, my pussy grew tight and gooey once more. If only he knew! I thought. I'd planned this day for ever so long… even before the imaginary bear drove me to his sleeping bag… way back when he and Mummy and me used to wrestle, and I had first seen his hand slip up Mummy's skirt, to finger fuck her while I squirmed and giggled and pretended to try to escape from between their straining hips. And afterward, after they tucked me in bed and went to their room, I used to listen, small ear pressed to the thin wall between our bedrooms, wishing it were me, instead of Mummy, moaning and sobbing as Daddy, my heavenly handsome, fuckable, suckable Daddy, made the bedsprings squeak as he drove the long thing I loved into her belly. Now my gaze devoured it. I could still taste his cum, and I wanted his meat slammed up in me, shooting off spurt after spurt, instead of hanging lifeless, forlorn, in the clear, blue-green and sparkling with sunlight, mountain lake.