"Awwwww! Eeeaaahhh!" Charlie groaned, watching his cum pooling in his own daughter's navel.
Lesa Ann continued to pound on Charlie's cock until she was absolutely certain he had detonated all the cum he held in his balls. With the pad of her thumb, she rubbed a final drop of cum from Charlie's pisshole, then lewdly licked the cum off her thumb.
"Mmmmm I" Lesa Ann purred contentedly, swirling the single drop of cum around in her mouth with her tongue to savor its taste before swallowing it. "Your cum is delicious. Salty and delicious."
Now that Charlie had cum, he could think more clearly. He looked at his daughter, shaking his head slowly in amazement. He had cum between her tits, and her stomach was criss
crossed with lines of white cum. The triangular thatch of cunt-hair surrounding her delicate cunt was matted with blobs of his cum.
"You'd… better… leave now," Charlie said, sounding a bit out of breath as he rolled over, getting off his daughter.
"Do I have to, Daddy? I want to stay here with you tonight."
"You'd better leave right away. What would happen if your mother came in here?"
Lesa Ann realized it was impossible for her to sleep with her father, no matter how much she wanted to spend the entire night with him. Very gingerly she sat up, pulling her sweater down over her tits and cum-splattered stomach. She pulled her panties on and got to her feet.
"Good night, Daddy," Lesa Ann whispered, tiptoeing toward the bedroom door. "Sleep tight."
Even before the blonde was out of her father's bedroom, she was already plotting on ways to seduce him again.
CHAPTER FIVE
Lesa Ann closed the door to her father's bedroom quietly. She wasn't sure, but she thought her mother and brother were still in the bathroom. The girl wished Janet would get out so that she could wash the cum off her stomach. Though the cum had been heavenly when it first splattered between her tits and made lines of white goo on her stomach and her cunt-bush, the cum was now cold and felt clammy.
Looking at the bed at the top of the stairs, Lesa Ann saw the sleeping form of her sister. Alana was stunning. She had a body more like Janet's-big hips and big tits and all sorts of womanly curves. Sometimes Lesa Ann was envious of her sister, but she wasn't right then. Not when her cunt was still tingling from taking her own father's big cock between her cunt-lips.
"Mmmmm!" Lesa Ann purred, wondering what she should do next. She didn't feel like sleeping. She was still too horny. If she went to bed now, sleeping with Alana, she'd end up trying to seduce her sister. And though the thought of making it with another girl wasn't without its fascination for Lesa Ann, she doubted that the prim and proper Alana would go for it.
She heard a sound at the bathroom door. Quickly, moving quietly as a cat, Lesa Ann raced to her bed and slipped under the blankets beside Alana. Through her eyelashes, pretending to be asleep, she watched Mitchell-in his underwear-walk out of the bathroom. Janet remained inside.
Lesa Ann closed her eyes. She could feel the cum beginning to dry on her skin. Tomorrow
she would take a shower and get it off her. For now it was something she discovered she enjoyed. The cum was her father's, and he had given it to her. Even if it was now dry and caked on her skin, the cum pleased her.
Lesa Ann awoke horny. It was as though during the night her body had been simmering with passion. Now that she was awake, the memories of fucking her own father came flooding back, turning her on, making her cunt-lips tingle with the need for cock-meat.
She blinked her eyes several times until her vision cleared. Looking around, she once again familiarized herself with her surroundings. It bothered her that she had no privacy, that the double bed she shared with Alana was at the top of the stairs where everyone had to walk past.
But then something changed for Lisa Ann. She kicked her feet over the edge of the bed. Her sweater had slipped down her left arm to the elbow, and one pink-tipped tit was in view. Out of the corners of her eyes she could see one of her brothers-Lesa Ann wasn't exactly sure which one-looking at her.
Pretending that she was still mostly asleep and unaware that she was being watched, Lesa Ann rubbed her eyes and mussed her hair with her fingers until it looked erotically disheveled. She stretched her arms above her head, feeling the eyes on her body.
Lesa Ann's body was itching for excitement. Knowing that she was being watched was turning her on. Her clit was tingling with excitement.
Bracing herself, the horny teenager grabbed the bottom hem of her sweater and very, very slowly-almost like a striptease-pulled it over her head. She heard the gasp of surprise from her brother as she bared both of her luscious, perfectly shaped tits.
It wasn't enough to just show off her tits. Lesa Ann needed to show it all. She squirmed out of her bikini panties, turning slightly on the bed so her brother could see better, spreading her legs to display her tingling, pink-lipped cunt.
Rising pretending to be just barely awake, the girl took her robe from the foot of her bed and walked to the bathroom.
He'll be waiting for me! Lesa Ann thought as she closed the door to the bathroom, finally allowing herself to smile devilishly. I don't know which brother that was, but he'll be waiting for
"We've got to be quiet," Lesa Ann whispered, looking up into Jonas' face.
The boy just nodded, his hands busy untying Lesa Ann's robe. Opening the garment, he sighed softly, his fingers finding her nipples. Jonas rolled the lit-tips gently and his sister purred with contentment.
"You knew I was watching you, didn't you?" At first Lesa Ann tried to pretend she didn't know what Jonas was talking about. But the lust coursing through her veins was too powerful. The truth of her horniness was too evident in her clear, brown eyes. She nodded her head, sending her blonde hair fluffing around her cheeks.
"I thought so," Jonas said after his sister nodded. "You're going to have to be punished for that."
Lesa Ann trembled, her hands on her brother's shoulders as he tweaked her tingling nipples, spreading the fire of lust throughout her body. She was glad it was Jonas who had been spying on her. He had a bedroom-albeit
a small one-all to himself. If it had been Mitchell watching her, she wouldn't have had any place private to go. Mitchell shared a small bedroom with Peter.
"What is my punishment?" Lesa Ann asked barely able to keep the excitement and anticipation she felt out of her tone. It was nearly impossible for her to keep from tearing off Jonas' underwear. She knew he had an enormous prick.
Jonas chuckled softly, pulling down on his older sister's nipples until her face grimaced with discomfort.
"Get on your knees," he whispered through clenched teeth, trying hard to sound commanding. "And don't even think about disobeying me. You're a cock-teaser, and as such, you must do as your told."
Lesa Ann smoothed her robe out around her knees, sitting on the backs of her heels. Jonas' cock, bone hard and ready for action, hovered near her face. She could almost taste his cock. Her mouth salivated with hunger for it.
"Play with yourself," Jonas whispered, releasing his sister's elongated, pink nipples. "You've been bad. I'm not even going to touch you. Play with yourself."
Jonas grabbed his eleven-inch cock and started to stroke it, watching Lesa Ann as she played with her tits for a moment, then concentrated on her cunt. A sly, lusty smile spread across his face as he watched Lesa Ann slip her middle finger between the glistening, petal-like cunt-lips.
"Maybe some day-if you're really good- I'll let you suck my cock," he whispered, giving himself a hand-job. "And maybe, if you're really nice to me, I'll fuck you. But you don't deserve to have my cock yet. You're just a cockteaser, so you've got to be punished."