Mary shrugged her shoulders and walked back toward her room. She wasn't in the least bit jealous. But she was horny, and had looked forward to feeling Ronny's nice, big, fat cock sliding up her honey hole. She jerked her head around as she heard her mother join Ronny's braying. She smiled.
A thought crossed her mind then. If Ronny could fuck his mother, why couldn't she fuck her father? She'd fucked both of her brothers, and had loved every second of it. And the sight of her nubile young body would certainly send her father's blood to racing if he was really fucking the daughters of his business partners, like mother said. She smiled wickedly and decided to try it.
Mary walked down the stairs, pausing to glance down. She saw her father working his way through a bottle of Scotch. Good, she thought, that'll make him more hot-blooded.
She strode into the room, and walked over to her father. "Hello, Dad," she said demurely.
Fred Desmond looked up and stared at the lovely sight of his daughter standing not more than a yard from him. She was wearing a transparent gown, and he could see all the womanly attributes she'd developed since the years he'd seen her skinny-dipping in the ranch lake. She'd been nine then, and it had caused him to realize he'd be loosing her soon.
"Hello," he answered. "What can I do for you, princess?"
"I thought I'd ask the same question," she smiled. She sat by her father, making sure the belt on her gown got a little loose, and exposed a lot of her lovely tit flesh. "You and Mom have sure been arguing a lot lately."
"Well, it was bound to happen sooner or later," he said. He gulped another stiff shot of Scotch. It burned all the way down. "I know it must be a shock to you, but your mother's been having sex with her own brother!"
"I don't really see what's all that wrong with it if you've been fooling around on her," Mary answered.
"Well, that's different," he snapped. He gazed at the lovely sight of one of his daughter's tits hanging free. The nipple was hard and stiff, and he wondered what she really had on her mind.
"How?" she asked. "How is it different for you to fuck around, and then she does it, too? So… she fucks her brother. What's so bad about that? If you're both so hot-blooded, why don't you both just give in to the urges, and don't fight it?"
Fred looked at his demure, pretty daughter with a surprised open mouth. He'd never thought he'd live to see the day when his daughter would talk like a truck driver. "You don't know what you're talking about! I'm talking about incest!"
"Have you ever tried it?" she asked. She opened her robe all the way, and stared at her father with faintly gleaming eyes. "Want to?"
"My God!" Fred gasped out. He stared at the lush bush on his daughter's loins, and then gulped. He placed the glass on the table and then slowly stood up. He undid his shirt. "If you want to fuck, we'll fuck!"
Mary smiled deeply. She was horny enough to fuck a mule, and now she was going to be fucked by her dad. It would be wonderful! She could already feel her pussy lips start to swell with hot, lusty blood. The juices started welling up in her cunt and oozing out of her hole.
She stood up and slipped out of her robe. It fell to her feet, and she moved the table out of the way of the couch. The couch could be made into a nice, soft bed. Mary didn't want to fuck on the rough couch covers, but when it folded out, there was a nice, clean bed, and her father could fuck her there.
Fred quickly stripped. The sight of his daughter standing there naked and warm, ready to fuck, sent his drunken mind reeling. He slipped free of his pants, and thought again of all the young girls he'd fucked at the club house. He could tell that his daughter wasn't a virgin. She had been too blunt, too demanding to be anything but hornier than hell. And he was about to grant her wish. He dropped his briefs, and his nine-inch cock sprang free.
"Ooooo!" Mary clapped her hands at the sight of her father's nine inches of stiff, hard, cock meat. She wanted to reach out and touch it, but the bed came first. She threw the cushions to the floor, and then lifted the handle. Her father stepped to the side, and the bed came folding out. He helped her fold it completely out, and then she crawled upon the clean sheets, her ass wiggling at her father's shocked face.
"Let's get this show on the road!" Mary exclaimed.
Fred shook his head, making sure he wasn't dreaming, and then joined his daughter. He couldn't recall another girl he'd ever met that was as eager to be fucked as Mary. It made him wonder if his own hot nature had been passed on to his children. And how many of them were this hot? It was a puzzle he was determined to figure out.
"Get that juicy ass of yours over here!" Fred ordered.
Mary wriggled her way to her father and lay beside him, her nipples standing out from her tits. The twin peaks were thick and stiff with hot blood. They were aching for a hand to caress them, to touch them, to pull and grip them!
Fred didn't waste any time. He reached out and caressed one of Mary's heavy tits. He took the nipple between thumb and forefinger, twirled it slowly, and lowered his head to kiss her. Her thick lips met his, and their tongues explored the other's mouth.
Mary moaned deep in her throat, feeling the familiar tingle begin all over her nubile young body. Her breath came in and out of her nose in great, shuddering gasps. Her blood was zinging through her veins, and the perverted thought of fucking her father made her that much more anxious than before!
Fred sent his other hand out over his daughter's trembling thighs. He caressed the smooth, satiny skin, bringing goosebumps of delight to her skin. He drew out the kiss longer as his fingers crawled between her dainty legs and found the jungle bush of her hairy cunt.
His fingers parted the thick, puffy lips of her pussy, and encountered the juices already flowing freely out of her snatch. The hot oils splashed onto his fingers and the raw flanges of her aching cunt gripped his fingers hard. His thumb expertly found her tingling clit and rubbed over the nubbin.
Mary pulled her head back from her father's mouth. "Oooohhh!" she gasped. "Daddy! Oh, Daddy!"
"My little girl!" Fred crooned at her. His eyes were flashing with raging lust.
She hunched her hips upwards to get more of her father's fingers into her burning cunt. She was almost delirious from the obscene thoughts that kept creeping into her mind as she responded to her father's relentless caresses.
She reached out with her tender fingers and gripped the nine-inch whanger jutting out from her father's hairy loins. It was already drooling hot drops of cock juice and lathering up the entire length of the monstrous prick. She ran her hand up and down his cock several times, a trifle afraid of its size. But as the heat of his pecker seeped into her body, she knew she wanted that dong in her aching twat!
She was still in awe of the immense size of the big prick. Would it hurt her to have such a cock stuffed into her cunt? She'd taken Ronny's and George's cocks with no problems, but they had normal-sized cocks. She dismissed the fear. She had to have that cock! She had to!
"Oh, fuck me, Daddy!" she cried out. "Fuck me!"
"Oh, honey, oh! Baby!" he rasped. "Ahh, shit! I've got to have you! I've got to send my cock into your cunt!"
He pulled his daughter's milking hand from his aching dong, and rolled her onto her back. She smiled up at him as he maneuvered his body over hers, poised and ready on his hands and knees. He got between her aching thighs, and lowered himself slowly, tenderly upon her quaking form.
He slid onto his elbows and toes, and guided the head of his dick to the slightly parted lips of his daughter's pussy. He placed the mushroom-flared cockhead between the puffy flanges, and with a flick of his hips, sent his whanger sliding up into her cunt. The juices were helpful, but the size of his cock still gave her a little trouble.