“I let four senior boys fuck me, like, a couple of turns each. We did it on a couch and on the carpet, all afternoon. The last one fucked me three times!”
It actually excited me to tell my dad I'd beenfucked, to say that word to him. I'm certain it excited him, too.
But he looked at me suddenly with clear fatherly concern instead.
“Sweetie, weren't you worried about getting pregnant?”
“Daddy, I didn't let them comeinme-I made them pull out and finish in my mouth, just like the girl in the video. Or up my butt.”
“Up your butt?” he asked, showing definite interest. “Do you like that?”
“Sure,” I shrugged. “With KY or something, it feels great!”
He asked, “So, you're saying, even though you're only eleven, you can take a guy's cock up your little asshole?”
“It's a lot safer than getting pregnant,” I said. Then my voice got all tight and a little shaky when I sort of shyly offered, “You can fuck me in my ass if you want…in fact, I want you to!”
My dad just smiled at that, though I could tell he swallowed hard at the sudden thought of his stiff cock going in and out of my little butt. It also gave me a very strong tingle from my pussy all the way up to my swollen nipples.
God, I couldn't wait!
“We need to get you on the Pill,” he said. “Then we can do whatever-until then, it's just not safe.”
“Daddy…!”
“Sweetie,” he said gently, “we can't take any chances. Getting pregnant by your own dad is about the worst nightmare there is.”
“But you got me so…aroused, I want you to fuck me, in my assholeandmy pussy! You can just pull out…”
“I had a vasectomy long ago,” he admitted. “But even that's not 100% sure. We need to wait until you're on birth control, too.”
“Just fuck me in the ass, then…”
“Kimberly, even that's too risky. After you're safe, we'll do it all. I promise. Until then, we'll do69'sand fun things like that. I've got a few ideas…”
“But I want your big dick in me!”
He just nodded to himself, then avoided discussing it further by going back to an earlier subject:
“Did you enjoy yourself when the boys took turns fucking you?”
“God, I loved it!” I said. And with a dirty look, added, “They all made me come so many times!”
“I believe you,” he said. Then, half-kidding, “When the time's right, should I get a bunch of guys and a motel room for you?”
I shrugged again with a quick, uncertain laugh, then looked around.
“What's wrong with right here?” I asked. “On this rug?”
“You'd let a group of guys fuck you on this rug?” he asked. “Really?”
I took a moment to think it over.
“Maybe,” I said. “If no one ever found out.”
“Interesting,” he said. “No wonder I love you.”
Still watchingGangbang Daughter, I saw the petite red-haired 12-year-old look up to the camera with an exhausted smile as her 10^th or 11^th lover slid out from between her sweaty bare thighs, only, surprise, surprise, to be replaced immediately by my father, taking a turn.
With my dad's rigid cock in close-up, he slid it into her swollen cunt, her gaping pink hole immediately overflowing with a gangbang's worth of cum-an opaque river of it ran down between the cheeks of her ass and added to the already giant wet spot on the bed.
“Oh, my God!” I could barely gasp. “Daddy!!!”
The little redhead wrapped her arms eagerly around my father's neck, then began again groaning with genuine pleasure as soon as he started fucking her.
I had to give out with a sharp laugh.
“God, you're fucking her!” I said. “That's really you!”
“It was her 12^th birthday,” my dad pointed out. “And her father fucked her three times while we made the video.”
I kept my eyes on the screen, but swallowed loudly.
“It's making me crazy!” I said. “Like super-wet!”
“She came like crazy!” my dad told me. “Right after this, her mom licked the cum out of her cunt and then we turned her over and started fucking her in her asshole…keep watching.”
As they say, wild horses couldn't have stopped me.
CHAPTER 5
WhenGangbang Daughterfinally ended twenty minutes later, I was sitting on one foot, my heel pressed into my sopping wet cunt. Still rocking slightly back and forth, I'd been working myself into a near-frenzy. By then, I'd managed to get my panties down and off without my father noticing.
“So you liked the video?” he asked me.
“My underwear got so wet,” I told him, “I took them off.”
And I held up my damp blue panties for him.
“Let me see,” he said, a bit casually, I thought.
So I slid off the couch and moved down beside him on the rug. With a shy smile, kneeling next to him, I handed him my damp panties, my robe falling completely open as I did.
“What a sweet young body you have!” he breathed, just looking, not touching. “You're like a naked blonde angel!”
“You're just saying that because you're my dad,” I said. “My boobs are way too small.”
“They're flawless,” he disagreed. “And look at your sweet little nipples!”
He was right about that, I guess. My boobs were so firm they stood up easily on their own, my pink nipples poking out proudly. It was the hot odor of my dripping wet cunt, though, that was impossible to ignore, my smooth inner thighs already slick with my pulsing juices.
With just a fingertip, my father reached out and lightly touched my pussy, its swollen wetness evident. When I merely shivered, swallowing hard, he slid a finger completely into my overly-moist little slit.
“That feels really good, Daddy,” I told him. “Let me make you feel good, too.”
While he watched without protest, I unsnapped and unzipped his jeans, pulling them open in front just enough so his thick cock, straining to stand on its own, did exactly that, rigid and throbbing. I stared at it for several long moments, then tentatively touched just the round, swollen head of it, giving out with a sharp little laugh when it jerked at my touch.
“It's alive!” I giggled.
Between us, we quickly got his jeans down around his ankles.
When I took his cock fully in my hand, it suddenly jerked again, very much alive, indeed, the rigid shaft throbbing wildly under my fingers.
He exhaled slowly when I started jacking him off. At the same time, two of his fingers explored my pussy.
“I loved those incest movies,” I admitted. “They gave me a bunch of dirty ideas!”
“So I see,” he said. “Do it slower, because I want it to last,” he said.
“Yes, Daddy,” I said.
But, of course, jacking him off didn't last long because he was too excited to hold back, resulting in the cum mess I soon was eagerly cleaning up with my tongue. Quick but still fun.
“You have such a great mouth,” he managed, after.
“Did you really fuck Noelle Henderson at that sex party? And her mother?”
“Yes,” my dad said. “We all did.”
“Do you think Noelle was better than me?” I asked, giving his drained cock a little squeeze and feeling a subtle twitch of renewed life. “A better fuck, I mean?”
“How would I know?” he asked. “I've never fucked you, Kimberly.”
I gave him a dirty little smirk.
“And just why not?” I returned his look with a sad little smile. “I know, I know-afterI'm on birth control.”
“I can't wait until next weekend!” Amy said, her breath ragged, my 'confession' driving her into a frenzy of sexual anticipation. “I can't stop thinking about your dad and me!”
We were still perched on the edge of her bed, the covers thrown back and the door closed, both our sweaty halter tops pushed above our almost-boobs. Our shorts and panties were down around our ankles, me still lying back on my elbows with my legs spread wide while my little cousin lay half on top of me, the heat of her small body pouring into me. With one of her slim bare thighs across mine, her fingers worked feverishly to make me come 'one more time.'