Luckily, it was open. And luckier, no one was in the bedroom when he climbed in and lumbered onto the unmade bed.
"That bastard," Buck repeated, "I'll kill bin."
The footsteps coming up the stairs cut him short. Who was that? Bert Anderson? The blood pounded so hard in his ears it sounded like an ocean. He couldn't be sure, except that the padding of feet was coming his way.
Hiding behind the door, he crouched, holding his breath as the door slowly opened. He saw the hall light glint off the figure of a tall, slender person and he had just a split second to react. Buck came charging out, fist drawn back and slugged Heidi square on the chin sending the blonde down to the floor with hardly a sound.
"Holy shit!" Buck exclaimed seeing that his victim was actually a comely and well proportioned blonde. The smell rising from her cunt was strong and earthy, a fragrance that excited Buck, made his balls yearn for hot and heavy sex. And she just lay there, like a wilted statue for goodness sakes. He opened the door and followed the noises coming from downstairs. Buck heard a chirping sound then a sagging noise of flesh kneading flesh. Cautiously, he descended the carpeted stairs, his nerves strung tied as cat gut. He hadn't forgotten the Olympic medal and the Silver Star that Anderson had won. The guy had balls, real balls, and in a fair fight Buck would get his ass creamed.
He was careful and the tension balled inside his gut felt big as a watermelon, but he had to keep going. Just had to. The sounds of his daughter grew louder. He knew what they were, nobody had to tell Buck Dilly what a woman in the throes of passion sounded like. Jesus, his cock was big as a banana and he hurt so fucking bad creeping one step at a time. On the landing his blood pressure shot up so high it felt like his head would come off. But he kept going. In the hallway, he saw the fighting staff, the type used by the warriors in Kung Fu movies and he grabbed it and turned the corner just in time to see Bert Anderson plunge his dick into his daughter's wet, willing pussy.
"Aaaaaahhhh!" she cried out.
The sound of her voice made him want to puke. He bit down on his teeth and tasted his own blood as his belly fought to vomit. He approached closer and closer, the staff over his head. And then Alice raised her head and saw him and Bert was turning around. Shit, he could see the surprised look on the coach's face and there was only one move to make. One quick one and Buck lunged forward bringing tile staff down with a crunch against Bert's head.
Anderson, slumped sideways and fell to the floor unconscious. Now only his daughter was left. Her nude, pubescent body was covered with sweat. It dripped from her forehead down to her shoulder and through the valley of her small breasts. It continued gathering force until a rivulet of sweat trickled through her cunt slit where the sweat was joined by fresh semen.
"Daddy," she said exhausted, almost beyond pain and surprise.
And Buck was close to exhaustion to. He stood holding the club and then seeing that Bert was knocked colder than a clam, he dropped it and approached his daughter.
God, what are you going to do? he thought. He touched her neck and Alice pulled away. So he slapped her hard across the cheek and that brought the little cunt around. He thirsted for some tequila. God, a king's ransom for some of the stuff.
"Bitch!" he shouted. He pulled viciously at her hair as he pulled off his pants, exposing his rigid cock to her surprised face. Alice was horrified. She trembled like a leaf in his grip and tears welled in her eyes. Yet she could not stop looking at his monstrous tool. It was awesomely big and it belong to her father.
HER FATHER!
"Touch it," he shouted to Alice. "Touch with your lips." From deep inside, Alice felt something overpowering, a force that pushed her onward. She brought her face closer and closer. She reached him and stopped. The smell of raw, gamey sex emanated from the glans. Her tongue flickered out touching the underside of his cock.
"Lick it," he shouted. "Lick me!" And then Alice was touching her father, licking his cock. Revolting as the thought was, she enjoyed it.
She felt warm and wet and wonderful sucking his cock. Buck smiled to himself. If anyone had told him that someday he would be standing before his daughter getting ready to fuck her cutie pie cunt, he would of laughed. But here he was thrusting bestially into her face, humping back and forth so she tasted his twelve inches of hard meat.
If she had stopped, Buck would have beaten her silly and then raped her. His balls were moving up and down and the sperm was already pumping into his cock. He looked at Alice's young breasts and pudgy cunt and for the first time realized how beautiful she really was. The nipples were big around as thimbles which made her smallish tits all the more sensuous.
"Come on, suck Daddy," he whispered as Alice's lips went slack. "It's all right. Nobody but us will know." And he held her face firmly in his hands and gently worked into her throat until she was sucking with her lips and tongue. It made a nice, squishy sound. Half scared, she reached for the soft, flabby sack which held her father's nuts and rolled the oblong balls in her hands. Oh, she knew it woe wrong, but her fat her was so his and strong and she had to do what he said. And deep down, she knew that it would be all right.
Her lips curled around his cock like a snake and her fingers felt up his balls and he was humping his sex into her face. Buck groaned and desperately wanted to pull out before it was too late and he spermed her face. Abruptly he pulled up with his cock dragging from the sloppy O shape of her mouth and dragged down through her breasts to the fertile mound rising between her thighs. He reached quickly and rubbed her cunt felling the surge of his daughter's thighs. Feeling and liking it because Alice was hot. Hot enough to fuck her very own father!
"Oh my!!" she gasped. She saw his muscles bunch and tighten then there was a groan as her father buried himself inside her vagina, the big cock tickling the insides of her womb.
Alice went crazy after that. She dug her sharp finger nails into his muscular back and dragged downwards leaving a trail of thin red lines. Her hips convulsed against her father's driving cock. She hugged him close and rubbed her excited nipples against his hairy chest. It was marvelous that hairy chest of Daddy's!
The great stirring of sex rippled up and down her body in one continuous rhythm. Alice looked down and saw her daddy's prick all wet and shiny with cunt juice, moving in and out of her twat. She realized that getting fucked by her father had to be the most exciting thing a woman could do. "Oh," she groaned as the orgasm slowly built up inside her womb. Her cunt seemed to grow bigger and bigger with every thrust. He was a monster with her. Instead of fucking with the quick, steady strokes her father pounded her slit like it were fresh meat from the butcher. He fed dick into his little girl and grabbed her close turning her body into a wiggling knot of nerves.
There was urgency in her actions, a blind acceptance of her father's supremacy that sprung from a deep spot in her brain. He hugged her body with his own. His thick, hard cock surged into the soft sleeve of her cunt leaving a wake of happiness behind.