"Uh, those are my balls, my testicles," he said. "That's where the sperm is stored. Your mother told you all about that, didn't she?"
"Yes," said Tina, "but there's still a lot I don't know. Like this thing. What is it? What's it for?"
Bill blushed again. This time the mischievous teenager took his hand and led it to her pouting pink cunt-lips, directing his finger between the fleshy lips and onto the tiny red button of her clitoris.
"That's your clit baby," said Bill. "I guess it's good for only one thing, giving pleasure." He rubbed the moist bud to show her what he meant.
Tina's wide green eyes rolled wildly, and she gave a little squeal. "Ooohhh!" she cried. "I see what you mean, Dad. Please do that again. It felt so nice."
Bill cursed himself. He should never have touched her in the first place. He'd only been trying to explain the facts of life, and suddenly he found himself frigging his own daughter. And, God help him, he couldn't resist doing it again He plucked her tender little button up between his thumb and forefinger and began to knead it.
"Ooohhhh! Yes, Dad, yes!" Tina squealed.
She wasn't faking it. Dad's expert fingers, kneading and squeezing her tiny tender clit, were giving her the most breathtaking pleasure she'd ever experienced. If this was sex, she wanted a lot more of it!
Bill watched as he turned his daughter on. He couldn't seem to stop his wicked fingers. He saw her little red clit grow swollen and stiff and moist, saw a trickle of cunt-cream from her tiny dark twat-mouth that soon turned into a river of steamy juice. He heard her squeals of delight, saw her move her hips in a horny fucking motion…
Stop it, for Gods sake! he told himself. This is insane…
He took his hand away, and Tina sighed. "Wow, that felt great," she said.
"Well, you'll find out all about it when you get married," Bill said lamely.
That old bullshit again! Tina ignored it.
"My turn to touch you," she said, grinning impishly.
"Uh, baby, it's really past your bedtime," Bill said.
"Oh, Dad, be fair," Tina laughed. "It'll just take a second. I want to see how this feels."
Before he could stop her, she curled her tiny warm fingers around his limp prick.
"Oh, Jesus," he moaned.
And right before their eyes, he got an instant, mammoth hard-on.
Bill willed it to stop, but his cock blithely ignored him. In Tina's hand it lurched and twitched, sprang stiff and erect, bloating, swelling… The knob grew huge and purple, and the dark piss-slit oozed bubbles of glistening cock-cream.
"Wow, Dad!" Tina exclaimed. "What happened to your peter?"
Shamefacedly, Bill said, "I got a hard-on. An erection."
"How come?" said Tina. "What's it for?"
Bill swallowed hard. "Uh, well, when a man gets excited, his cock gets hard. Otherwise, he couldn't…"
"Oh, I get it," said Tina thoughtfully. "You wouldn't be able to fuck if it weren't hard."
"Where did you learn that word?" Bill asked, shocked.
"Everybody uses it at school," said Tina. Then she giggled. "Don't worry, Dad, I've never done it."
Before he could reply, she began to run her hand swiftly up and down the rigid pole of his dick, exploring its texture. Bill shuddered with pleasure. He knew it was all wrong, that he should make her stop, but it felt so good that he just couldn't bear to do it.
"Wow," said Tina, "it sure is big. And hard, and yet it's so smooth. It's really nice to touch."
Bill's brain reeled. He was getting so turned on, he was in danger of forgetting that this girl was his daughter. All he saw was the girl of his fantasies, a horny and uninhibited teenager playing eagerly with his stiff meat.
God, how he wanted to fuck her…
Tina was fascinated with her Dad's big erect dick. She liked the silky warm skin, the hard throbbing core beneath. She ran her inquisitive hand right up to the big knobby red head of his cock and felt his warm sticky juices. She smeared them on her palm and rubbed his shaft again, fast and slick this time.
She felt her virgin twat getting incredibly wet and hot and-well, how to explain that strange, impatient feeling? Her horny cunt felt like it wanted something inside. But could she possibly take that monster dick into herself? She knew she wanted to try.
"Dad," she said thoughtfully, "there's something else I'd like to know about, something Mom didn't explain.
"Sure, baby," Bill said shakily. "I want you to know the truth about everything."
"Good," said Tina, "because I want to know how it feels to fuck."
Bill gawked at her. No words would come from his throat. The girl looked completely innocent and unashamed. She really meant what she said.
"B-But, baby."
"Well-you just are," Bill said lamely. "And besides, you can't do it with me."
"Why?"
Bill blushed furiously. "I'm your father, Tina. Girls don't do it with their fathers."
"Why?"
Hell, he couldn't think of a reasonable answer. It was just what he'd been taught, that was all. Things were getting out of hand. His cock was achingly ready, thick cream streaming down the shaft. He wanted to fuck her so badly, he could have screamed. And his cute daughter was pumping away at his swollen dick, asking him to fuck her…
"Tina," he said, "that's enough. You'll just have to take my word for it. The answer is no. I'm going to bed."
He tried to stand up, but she kept a firm grip on his cock. She giggled. "Uh-uh, Dad. I'm not letting you go till you show me what it's like to fuck."
Oh, Christ, was he tempted! He imagined that wonderfully tight teenage twat of hers… But, no. Absolutely not. He wouldn't be able to live with himself afterwards if he fucked his own teenage daughter, if he took her virginity. He had to do something to distract her.
"Okay, honey," he said. "You just lie back."
"Oh, good!" Tina cried.
She was very excited. Dad had given in, and now she was going to find out what all the shouting was about, why people were so preoccupied with sex. She guessed it must be a lot of fun, otherwise people wouldn't be so obsessed with it. She lay back on the bed and opened her legs for Dad.
Bill quickly dipped his head into her steamy little snatch, stuck out his tongue, and began to lick her sensitive little red clit as fast as he could. "Eeeeeeeee!" Tina squealed. "That's wonderful, Dad! Yessss!"
Bill had never given head before, only heard about it, but he knew it would take something extraordinary to distract this hot little chick. He intended to blind her with pleasure, bring her off, and then get the hell away from temptation.
"Oooohhh!" Tina squealed. "Oohh, I just love that!"
Bill lashed his rough wet tongue around and around the hot shaft of her little clit, and he got a faceful of steamy pussy-juice in return. The girl was highly aroused, moaning, squealing, creaming like crazy, bucking her slim hips. It wouldn't take long to make her come.
But Tina distracted him. In her excitement she fumbled around till she was touching his erect and aching prick again. Her fingers curled around his cock, began to pump…
"Awwwww," Bill moaned.
He did his best to keep her aroused and distracted. He sucked her tiny hot joy-button into his mouth and tickled it with his tongue. He sucked the squirming little organ till Tina was screaming shrilly with pleasure and her cunt-juice was squirting out in hot floods.
But she never stopped pumping his swollen dick. It was a race against time, trying to bring her off before he shot his load. Bill felt sweat breaking out all over his body as he struggled not to come. He drank in her fragrant cunt-juice, sucked her little hot clit for all he was worth. He was trembling right on the brink of climax, when Tina suddenly gave a piercing squeal, threw her legs wide apart, and began to come.
"Ohhhhhhh, Dad!" she wailed. "Ohhhhh! Ooohhhh!!"
Her little hand squeezed tight around his achingly full cock, and Bill gasped blissfully as he felt himself starting to come. He clapped a hand over his squirting cock-head-what would Lynn think if she found dried jism all over Tina's bed?