He could feel one sharp little tit poking his side, feel the warmth of her silky bare thigh against his leg. Then she put her hand on his thigh and began to rub him. Christ, it was upsetting. She was a sexy teenage girl, and he couldn't help noticing.
He was too vulnerable. He hadn't been fucking Lynn very much in the past few years, because it wasn't that exciting any more. Consequently he seemed to be horny all the time. And he had this fixation with young girls. Whenever he thought of fucking, he always fantasized beautiful girls…
Bill snuck a glance at his daughter. She was wearing a very short blue skirt and a very tight blue sweater. It was easy to see that she wasn't wearing a bra. The hard little points of her nipples stuck out wantonly. As she watched the TV, her little pink tongue crept out now and then to lick her pouting red lips.
She was very beautiful and sexy as hell.
Bill began to lose interest in the program. All he could think of was fucking, sexy young girls, the tantalizing nearness of his own nubile daughter. He felt himself working up to a state of agonizing horniness. Damn, it'd been so long since he'd had a decent lay.
Once he lost his job, he couldn't justify spending money on whores. So there was just Lynn, who didn't arouse him at all any more. He needed a woman, needed one badly.
He noticed that Tina's hand was making steady progress towards his crotch. He felt sweat break out on his body. This situation was getting dangerous. Fortunately the program ended, and Bill practically leaped out of his chair and switched off the set.
"Honey," he said nervously, "I think it's your bedtime."
"But, Dad!" she wailed. "It's only nine-thirty."
"Nevertheless, you have a long day at school tomorrow. You haven't been getting enough sleep. You run along now," Bill said.
He had to get her out of the room. He couldn't trust himself The girl was turning him on wildly.
"Oh, all right," Tina pouted.
He watched her turn and walk away-sweet tits jiggling, that tiny round ass going twitch-twitch as she walked. She was bare-legged, and he bet she didn't have a thing on under her skirt and sweater except a skimpy pair of panties. He thought of her delicious firm body, and he felt aching heat in his cock and balls…
"All right, West," he told himself, "this is insane. Go take a cold shower."
He did just that, When a man started getting hot for his own daughter, things were out of hand. He had to get control of himself Tina had left her door open a crack, and she watched him go down the hall to the bathroom. Her mind worked fast. She had to find some way to be with him again. Mom didn't get home till after one-there were hours yet for her to be alone with Dad. She didn't intend to waste that time.
She heard the shower running, and that gave her an idea. Quickly Tina began to undress.
There was a big full-length mirror in her room, and she observed herself in it. Really, she didn't have a bad body, even if it was immature and still developing. But could she compete with a stacked mature woman like Mom?
Tina drew her sweater off, tousling her bright curly brown hair, and gazed at her newly developed tits. They were about the size of lemons, round and perfectly firm, with cute pointy pink nipples. Nice, but not very big. She thought of her mother's spectacular huge jugs, and she sighed enviously.
She got out of her skirt and panties, then looked at herself again. Her body was petite yet definitely feminine. Her waist curved in to a tiny firm circle, her hips swelled out roundly. At the base of her belly, she was just growing a fine down of light-brown hair. It didn't quite hide the fat pink lips of her cunt. She knew Mom had a lot more hair than that, and she wondered if Dad found it attractive.
Well, her body would just have to do, because she wasn't going to grow any more tonight. She'd just have to take a chance. Naked and determined, Tina left her room and walked down the hall.
The shower was still running. Good. Dad never locked the bathroom door, so she walked right in. She lifted the curtain of the shower and stepped in beside him, nonchalantly reaching for. a bar of soap. Bill gawked.
"Hi," she said brightly, "mind if I join you?"
No answer. He was still gawking.
"No sense in wasting water," Tina said, soaping herself. "There's plenty of room for both of us in here."
Bill felt as if his throat were paralyzed. He just couldn't speak. Tina had taken him completely by surprise, and he couldn't help gawking at her delicious body. The top of her head came only to his shoulder, but, in miniature at least, she was an enticing piece of ass.
He admired the firm white globes of her cute butt, the wiggling saucy points of her tiny tits. He saw the faint down over the plump pink lips of her cunt. He wanted her desperately What to do? The right thing was to order her out of the shower, give her a lecture about the things girls should not do with their fathers. Yet it was so delicious having her sleek body rubbing against him, ogling her lovely half-formed tits He couldn't bear to send her away.
After all, wasn't he being prudish? What was so shameful about nudity? Quickly Bill rationalized the situation, buried his guilt. If they only took a shower together, no great harm was done.
"Isn't this fun?" Tina chirped.
"Uh, yeah," Bill said, his voice breaking in a horny croak. "Yeah, it sure is."
Tina took her time washing. She turned round and round in the spray of the shower, studying her father's body thoroughly. It was even more exciting than she'd imagined. He was so tall and strong, his muscles well-defined, his shoulders broad. She was turned on by the silver and black hair mat of his big chest. But the most exciting thing was her first look at a genuine grown-up cock.
There was a thick bush of curly black hairs at the base of his belly, and from that sprang his cock and balls. His nuts were as big as her fist, full and rosy, dangling obscenely as he washed. His cock looked like a fat sleepy worm, long and limp, bouncing freely with his movements.
Tina studied his dick carefully. The shaft was kind of pale, with blue veins lacing it, but the head was round and dark red. It had a small slit of a mouth. The whole thing looked huge to her. She knew that when people fucked, the man's cock went into the woman's cunt, but she couldn't imagine how that big thing would go inside her.
She should know. She'd explored her crotch with her finger, and she'd found that her cunt-hole was tight and narrow, hardly wide enough to admit one finger.
Still the idea of fucking Dad, of feeling his big pale prick inside her, was terribly exciting. Tina felt a burst of scalding wetness inside her virgin cunt.
"We better get out of here before we're waterlogged," said Bill.
He could feel himself losing control again. He had to get away from the temptation of his daughter's delicious naked body.
Tina came right after him, and they toweled off side by side. Bill was nervous. Damn it, she excited him so much, he was tempted to just plop her down on the bath mat and fuck her. But she was his own daughter, for chrissake! How could he even think of doing something like that?
"Now you run along to bed, young lady," he said.
"Okay, but only if you'll tuck me in," Tina laughed.
She grabbed his hand, pulling him along after her. They entered her room, and Tina led him right over to the bed. Blushing, he sat down beside her.
"Aren't you going to put on your nightie?" he asked.
"Nope," said Tina. "I like to sleep in the raw."
She flopped back on the bed, her cute tits bouncing like crazy, and let her slim legs fall open. Bill saw the delicate pink line of her virgin snatch, sweet and pure. For a moment he let himself imagine the exquisite tightness of that untried cunt… Then shook himself out of his horny fantasy.
"Dad," said Tina, "could I ask you a question?"
"Sure, babe," said Bill.
"What's this?"
Bill flinched with sudden pleasure. Her hand had shot right to his balls, resting there firmly, stroking them a little. It felt intensely exciting to have his daughter pet his nuts. He couldn't speak for a moment.