"Sonofabitch, sugar," he grunted, "you're needing to get yourself off, aren't you? Your very first time, too! Here, lemme show you what I'll do. I'll be damned if I'll let such a hot, sweet little pussy as this go without relief!"
Curt ducked his head past her sweat-streamed belly and she couldn't imagine what he was up to. Then she saw him put his face right between her legs.
"Daddy, what are you going?" she cried, a little scared. "Daddy, that's nasty, that's... ooooooh Daddy!"
Her tune changed as soon as she felt his mouth on her hairless little pussy lips. She still thought it was terrible for someone to put their mouth on a girl's cunny but it felt so incredibly delicious she didn't have time to do anything but just lie back and enjoy it.
Curt was normally not especially keen on licking a girl's pussy, but he was so impressed by her precocious sex hunger that he was impelled to satisfy it any way he could. There were a few smears of blood on the front of it but outside of that he found her cute little cunt to be as clean and sweet as a daisy. He lapped it like a dog drinking water and lolled his tongue all over the shiny surfaces of her twin lips in pure pleasure.
Lilly felt shivers run up her spine and her heart seemed to pound so fast it would burst open.
"O-o-o-o-h, Da-daddy," she wailed, her voice trembling. "What are you do-doing to me... I feel like som-something's gonna ha-happen to my cu-cu-cunny!"
"Just ride with it, sweety," he cried out, his words garbled by the juices of her flowing pussy. "Let yourself go. You're about to come... pretty soon you're gonna feel..."
"Whew... I feel it now, Daddy," she interrupted. He felt her jerk her ass faster and faster under his attentive mouth, and twist her torso like a bitch dog in heat. "Whatever it is it's... oh my gosh, Daddy... oh ooooh... it's coming now... ungh... ungh... oh... oh... oh... my cunny, oh my sweet cunny... oh oh... ahhh... aiieeee!"
The youngster completely lost herself in the throbbing waves of her very first orgasm. She lay moving her pussy up and down in rhythmic little motions long after Curt had brought his face from her crotch. He looked down at the smile of satisfaction on her tender young face and knew the extra loving he gave her was well worth his effort. Also, he looked down at her simply because it struck him that this pretty, blonde-haired girl -- his own daughter, and hardly more than a mere child -- was extremely erotic to feast his eyes on.
As she lay there stretching and twisting her skinny torso and her long, gawky legs he couldn't resist going back for a little more nosey from her hive. He ducked his head between her lovely thighs for a few seconds and sucked in a few last drops of pussy juice, then traced his tongue northward over the sharp slopes of her hips, the gentle depression of her navel, across the tips of both swollen pink nipples, and finally to her mouth where he gave her a hot French kiss. Lilly eagerly opened her rosebud mouth and returned his affection, pushing her plump little red tongue into his mouth and twining it around his arm questing organ.
She could feel his limp-but-heavy cock dragging across her legs and tummy as he wrapped his arms around her for one last kiss.
Hmmm, she thought to herself, recalling the pleasure she'd just had from it, wonder what it would take to make it get big and hard again? I bet I know!
But just as she started to slip her open fingers toward his prick, through the bedroom window came the noise of a car stopping in front of their house. The two of them both sat up and looked at each other in panic.
"Is that..." Lilly began, her eyes huge with fear.
"No," snapped Curt, "it can't be. It can't be Karol and Kelly yet. They aren't due back for at least a couple of hours."
But then they heard a car door slam and heard footsteps tripping toward the front door.
"Hightail it to your bedroom!" he yelled to Lilly, tossing her housecoat and panties to her as she hopped off the bed. "And run jump in the shower so you won't look like some little girl that just lost her cherry, will you!"
Curt leaped from the bed and straightened it up some, then jumped into his clothes and headed for the kitchen. He was still feeling a little of the effect of the gin, but he was sober enough to know he'd better hide it back in the cupboard. It wouldn't be easy to explain to Karol why so much had been drunk in one evening, and especially why he had let Lilly drink so much.
Just as he finished slamming things into their proper places, he looked up to see Kelly standing in the doorway. She glanced around the room and asked, "Where's Lilly -- is it safe?"
For fleeting seconds an expression of guilt crossed his face. The mention of Lilly's name sent a pang of terror through his heart. But he soon realized Kelly was talking about something very different.
She dashed to him and threw her arms around him. "Aren't you proud of me, Dad?" she happily beamed. "I managed to have Mom drop me off... now we can..."
"You mean she isn't with you?" he asked, dazed at the situation. "Karol didn't stop out front with you?"
"Yes, Dad," said Kelly, "but that's just it -- all she did was stop and let me out. The others were going on to a restaurant after the bowling thing and I begged off."
He regained some of his composure. It had been a close call with Lilly in the bedroom but now it was all explained. He mopped his brow and returned her kiss.
"Phew!" she exclaimed. "Been having a few drinks, haven't you? You smell like a brewery."
"No," he corrected, "a distillery. That's gin you smell. I've been having a few gin and tonics."
"Mmmm," she said, "I love the smell of liquor on your breath... makes you smell sexy."
For a second his mind raced and he thought she said simply that he "smelled sexy".
"I... I do?" he asked. He was thinking Kelly could smell the sex-smell left on his body from having just been in the sack with her little sister.
"Sure you do," she said, hugging him. "Here, wanna smell something sexy on me? See how you like my newest perfume."
He understood what she had said before, and breathed another sigh of relief. Kelly stood grinning mischievously and pulling the top of her blouse away from her body.
"This ought to be a good place for you to take a whiff, don't you think?" she teased.
She knew he loved to jam his nose down the front of her clothes and breathe in the scent of her body even when she wasn't wearing perfume. This would be a treat for him.
He stuck his nose in as directed and was met with a delicate, fruity scent that made him want to plunge his face inside her dress and lick her body from stem to stern. She was eager to hop into bed.
"Come on," she said, grabbing his hand. "We'll have an hour-and-a-half before Mom gets home, easy -- maybe more."
They went toward her bedroom and she glanced around to make sure Lilly was nowhere in sight. She heard the shower running and looked at Curt quizzically.
"That's funny," she said. "Lilly's usually in bed by now. Wonder why she's in the shower so late?"
Curt shrugged his shoulders.
"Oh well, just so she's occupied," said Kelly. "She knows better than to come into my room without knocking. She'll think I'm still gone with Mom anyway if we're lucky."
"She won't catch us," Curt said. "She never has, has she? And we've been playing our little games for three years now."
Kelly led him into her bedroom and closed the door behind them. She turned to him and laid a big kiss on him. "We sure have, Dad," she sighed. "And it's been so long since I've had you give me a good going over I'm dying for it. Aren't you proud of me for coming back early so we can sneak in some loving?"
"Damn right I am, honey," he responded. But his heart wasn't in it, he was only covering. He was having last-minute second thoughts. It suddenly dawned on him that it had been less than twenty minutes since he had fired off a load into the pussy of Kelly's little sister -- was there enough left for her too? This soon afterwards? Yet he had gone on so about how horny he was for her body just before she left for the bowling league that he could hardly beg off on some lame excuse.