She was already slipping out of her clothes. She knew it pleased him to watch and she always got a thrill from seeing his cock swell under his pants as he looked on. First her shirt, then her short miniskirt around her trim, shapely ankles. Next came the little half slip she wore so the lunkheads at the bowling alley wouldn't get to see too much when she rolled a ball down the lane. Now she was wearing nothing but her bra and bikini panties, plus a pair of sandals.
Curt was in a bad place. She looked just as good as she ever did to him but he was afraid he wouldn't be able to do anything about it when it came time. She grinned at him with a sexy expression on her face as she unhooked the bra and let it slide to the floor, revealing her fully packed tits.
"I'm getting to the part you like, Dad," she told him. "How come you're so slow with your clothes. You usually have yours off before I even get started."
Curt grinned sheepishly, mumbled some excuse and took his shirt off. She was already down to her panties.
"Here's the part you like best of all, Dad," she said, sticking a forefinger in the elastic band and giving a little tug.
She kicked off her sandals and deftly hit the bed back-first, raising her legs in the air and stripping off the wispy panties. She tossed them across the room and lay with her long, beautifully tanned legs provocatively half-crossed. Her hairy snatch was hidden by the position of her thighs.
The sight of her lying there was enough to make him stiff as a poker -- usually. But not, to his chagrin, at that moment.
He stepped out of his pants and moved toward the bed, keeping his shorts on. There had to be a way out. So far his cock didn't show any signs of perking up at all. The scene with Lilly plus the gin and tonics had simply been too much for him.
He ran his hand over the smooth, expansive flesh of her naked tits and stooped to kiss her. After a little Frenching, he ran his hand on down to the black fleece of her crotch. She slid her legs against one another, drawing one velvety thigh past the other, and brought one knee above the other one. Now the hidden moist meat under her curly black ringlets was exposed to his view. She smiled seductively, offering her dad possession of the juicy treasures now laid naked before his hot, nervous eyes.
But Curt's eyes weren't nervous for the usual reasons. They were nervous because in spite of the sexy, naked charms of his daughter, his cock remained only half hard inside his pants. How he'd love to jump between her pretty legs and drive it in till she begged for mercy, to fuck her and fuck her pulsing snatch till she came all over herself! But he could tell it just wasn't going to be possible unless things changed drastically. The way things were going, he'd be lucky to raise a hard strong enough even to gain entry.
He toyed with her hairs, played with her moist pussy lips and the inside of her damp thighs, and started masturbating her springy little clit. Getting a little desperate, he grabbed a big handful of tit and started working her over with both hands at the same time.
"Ummmm," she cooed, her mouth going soft, "you're getting me crazy, Dad. Oh I wish you knew how good that felt!"
She was doing fine, he could readily see. But as for him, his tired prick still lacked the necessary muscle. He knew better than to bring it out into the open and let her see how puny it still looked.
"I'm glad I came home early," she said, her voice low and whispery with desire. "I've been wanting you to fuck me awful bad, lately, Dad. I've been needing a pussyful from you bad."
She stretched her slender, curvaceous body and ardently pressed the hot hollow of her groin forward against his hand. She might only be eighteen, but she had the burning needs of a much older and more experienced woman. The incestuous attentions of her dad had awakened her to the full appreciation of what a hot, satisfying fuck can be like and her young cunt needed a stiff cock up it as bad as she needed food or water.
Curt could see she was getting awfully restless and needed more at this point than his hands on her. In a last-ditch effort to service her properly, he dropped his head on her tits. After licking each hard tip to the point of nearly bursting, he kissed her damp stomach and pushed his face toward her excited cunt.
"Oh Dad, you've got me really going now," she moaned, writhing her hips as she felt his mouth approach her slit. "You don't have to eat me out, go ahead and lemme have the cock. It's okay... I'm plenty ready for it... come, gimme a cuntful of that big sweet prick of yours right now, will you?"
Curt had no other choice. He simply didn't have anything to honor her request with, so he had to plant his tongue in her snatch fast and just hope to hell she'd forget about his cock. He ignored her words and slapped his mouth straight on down to her hot hole.
"Whew!" she exclaimed as she felt his wet lips touch her cunt. "Oh... that's it, Dad... work on me... work on me good, I'm so damned hot I need it bad!"
Maybe this is gonna work, Curt thought to himself, his mouth avidly sucking her sweaty cunt. She sure does seem hot for a fucking -- hope a good tongue-fuck will make her get her cookies and forget about my cock.
Curt could have simply told her he was too tired to fuck her without giving her the full details why, but his vanity was too great for that. He couldn't stand to have her know he was unable to attain a big hard-on like he usually had for her.
"Ummm," she cried out, her voice shaky with lust, "go ahead and eat it... that's the way, just like you're doing... that's it... now my clit, right on my cli-i-i-t... oh! Oh! Aiiieeee!"
And with that his darling daughter humped her ass against the mattress and hit her screaming peak.
He raised his head but she abruptly jammed her hands on his neck and pushed his face back into the steaming meat. She'd had her climax all right, but she wasn't quite ready to relinquish the hot tongue that gave it to her. She was still working her ass up and down a little -- much slower and more relaxed than a few seconds before, but enough for him to know she was in the throes of some little after-orgasms. He allowed her to keep him there.
Damn, he thought to himself, exhausted from his efforts, for once I wish my horny kid didn't have such hot pants. I'm in no shape for this kind of shit. And now that it's over, what a smelly cunt she's got here... shit, she must have creamed all over the inside of her whole snatch from the way it smells!
She finally finished off and took her hand away from his head. She was lying on her side now with the sweat running off her lush curves and her thick black hair in a mess.
"That was great, Dad," she said. "You got me so darned hot I couldn't even wait for your cock. Sorry."
"That's okay, sweety," he magnanimously replied. "I love to bring you off once a while by using just my mouth."
That was close, he thought to himself. For all I know she might be pissed at not having me feed the meat to her. I've lucked out with her, it looks like.
"But Dad," she said, "how about you? Usually I at least give you a good hand job so you can get your nuts off some way -- this time I guess I was just so darned hot for having my cunt sucked that I completely forgot about taking care of you."
Before he could answer, she reached for his cock and almost had her hand in his shorts before he could react. He couldn't let her grab it and find out he hadn't shot his wad unless it was hard. And it was far from hard.
"That's okay, Kelly," he blurted, a sickly grin on his face as he hopped out of her reach. "I... uh... you got me so worked up from the way you were carrying on that I shot off in my shorts without even having it touched."