"I feel so light and delicate," she whispered. "YOU make me feel so special, so cuddly and special."
"You are," he assured her. "You are very special. You are my very special little princess."
She could take that sort of talk. She loved being his princess, if this was how he treated his princess. She glowed as his lips roved over her lunging breasts. She moaned as he sucked each nipple. She throbbed as he finally began to move up over her. She parted her tingling thighs for him to come down inside them and slip his pecker against her waiting cunt. She closed her legs against him, hugging him as he slowly pushed his big meat up the entrance to her pussy.
"Ooooeee!" she shrilled. "Oooo, Daddy! Daddy! Get it in me! Get to all the way in me!"
His eyes glowed as he looked down at her. His hands worked at her tits as they rolled and swirled in frenzied passion. He pushed the head of his prick against her clit, rubbing her into delirious spasms. He panted from his own lust and began to thrust his cock harder along the inner passage of her softly pulsing cunt. Her passion was boiling now, shaking her with uncontrollable frenzy.
"Ooooo! Fuck me!" she pled. "Fuck me! Fill me with your sweet juice! Oooooeee!"
"I'll fuck you," he assured her. "I'll ram this hot old pecker all through that sweet little body. Ohhhh, yes, I'll fuck you!"
He drove the wild cock through her pussy. She shook even more frantically as he moved it down her cunt with powerful, lust-maddened probes. She gasped as he fucked her deeper and deeper. Her pussy was grabbing at the juicy prick, clutching at the steaming shaft. He plowed her cunt thoroughly with his rod. He came down over her mouth, kissing her just as sensuously, just as demandingly as he was fucking her. His tongue leaped into her mouth, claiming her and possessing her. His tongue and cock were in partnership, filing her with their lustful presence as she writhed in luscious pleasure beneath him.
"I'm flying!" she squealed when he lifted his lips from her for a moment. "Ooooeee! I'm flying all over! Fuck me! Oooo, fuck me!"
Her father fucked her into one orgasm. He fucked her through the wild climax, never slackening his pace. His cock continued to tear and plunge into her cunt as she came down from her height. He kept up the steady drive of prick until she began rising toward another orgasm. His cock shuddered, growing larger and more demanding inside her.
"All right, baby!" he muttered. "This time it's both of us!"
The big cock seemed to leap through her as he gave his promise. Karen shuddered wildly as he thrust deeply and deliberately. He shook his cock within her panting cunt. He made circles with it as he reduced her to a mass of quivering, passionate jelly. She gasped for breath, suddenly suspended in that wonderful moment of anticipation just before the onslaught of her orgasm. She was shivering, quivering beneath him. She heard the sound of his cock splashing through her juices. She heard the ecstatic explosions of his breath. She felt the shuddering build-up in his cock. She screamed as her orgasm blazed through her. She rocked and leaped about in the intense thrill of a second climax.
"Yes! Yes!" she screamed. "Get me, Daddy! Oooo, blow it through me! I'm there! I'm having it now! Oooo, please! Please! Oooo!"
She wasn't sure what words were coming out. All she knew was that she was screaming out her wild, delirious pleasure. Her storm had broken over her. She was nothing but an exploding collection of nerves. She was the orgasm. The orgasm was Karen.
"Here we go, sweetheart!" her dad panted in her ear. "Hold on, baby! Here it comes!"
Did it ever come! His cock erupted inside her. Hot cum seemed to be boiling through her from every direction. She shrieked again as his juice hit the lining of her cunt. Her pussy seemed to have a screaming, panting voice of its own. It was magnificent! It was marvelous! They shook as their quaking bodies trembled into the depths of an unbelievable climax.
Karen rode the fuck with him. Her legs were wound tightly about his body. She clung to him helplessly as they roared into semi-consciousness. She panted against him, her brain whirled off in the midst of the blazing, swirling lights.
"Ooooeee!" she squealed. "Oooooeeee! It's marvelous! Oooooeee! It's beautiful! Oooeee!"
Her body was singing. Her dad was fucking her. Her daddy's cock had filled her with his own special cum. Ohhh, it was a beautiful fuck! It was a magnificent fuck!
"I'm next!" Anne shouted as the door opened. "I get the next fuck!"
Karen and her dad looked up in surprise as the lovely red-head came running to the bed. Anne had slipped out of her clothes in preparation. Her lithe body glowed in the artificial light from the small lamp. Her hair showed flecks of matching gold against the rich red. Her lips were spread in an ecstatic smile. Karen was sure that she'd never seen her sister look more beautiful. Anne ran toward them, then leaped into the bed with them. Her slender arms wrapped about her father as she began kissing him frantically.
"Hey!" Walter Wilson protested. "Give me a minute, please! I've got to build up another head of steam!"
"Well, I'll be here when you're ready," Anne laughed, refusing to loosen her embrace. Her long lovely legs were pulling as she rubbed them back and forth along his body. Karen watched for a moment, then looked back to the door where Brad and her mother were standing. Her brother's arm was around his mother's waist. One hand had a tit cupped affectionately as they laughed at the scene in the bed.
"Finally!" Marge called to them. "Finally we can have a family bang, I've been wanting one for two or three years. We had to get your father out of his stuffy approach to family fucking, though."
"I knew that Karen could do it," Anne called back. "Didn't I tell you she would?"
"How did you know?" Karen asked. "How the hell did you know I could do anything with him? I didn't try. Honestly, it just all sort of happened."
"Like with Ritchie Clay?" the red-head asked. "Did it just sort of occur like when you got Ritchie?"
"How did you know that?" Karen gasped. "We weren't going to tell you! I promised not to. I never expected him to, either."
"He didn't," Anne laughed softly. "At least he didn't in words. I knew, though. I knew before it happened. Why do you think I invited him over on an afternoon when I knew you'd be home alone? I figured that if you couldn't get him hard, then it was a lost cause."
Karen stared in shock at her sister. She had expected Anne to be mad if she ever suspected what had happened. Now her sister was claiming credit for the whole thing.
"Don't you have anything better to do, any of you?" Walter Wilson asked. "Don't you have anything better to do than stand around chatting? I don't care who the hell this Ritchie is. I want my family all in the bed with me."
They all agreed to that. Marge and Brad leaped in with them. As they were all rolling about, caressing and fondling whatever happened to be available, Karen took a deep breath. Yes, there was a need for a third male in the group, Ritchie would be perfect. He'd make a welcome addition. She was sure Anne and her mother would agree.
There was another possibility, but she had decided against that. She wasn't about to bring the delicious teacher into the game. That was her own private fuck. She had every intention of keeping it that way.