"Ooooooh, feels soooo goooooood," she moaned, adding her thumb to her clit.
"Jesus, Sue, I dunno what you're trying to prove, but… Goddamn!"
Tim choked, his eyes never leaving her finger-fucked pussy. As he watched, his cock stiffened to full strength again.
Sue noticed her cousin's revived hard-on. "Go ahead, give yourself a hand-job for all I care. Beat your meat while I finger-fuck my pussy and we'll be even."
Tim knew she was mocking him, but he couldn't keep his hand off his throbbing cock. He began to stroke, his jerking motions matching the tempo of Sue's fingers.
She'd already climaxed more than once when he finally came. The jizz spurted from his jacked-off prick, flying across the car to land between Sue's thighs. She rubbed it all over her pussy until the hair was lathered, climaxing still while Tim's drained prick drooped and dribbled with exhaustion.
"Guess I didn't need you, after all," Sue said. "Take me home now!"
Not a word passed between Sue and Tim during their long ride back to town. Maybe he wanted to say he was sorry, and Sue knew she certainly wasn't as tough as she was pretending to be. But they both had their pride.
Then, at last, they'd pulled in front of Sue's house. Saying nothing, she got out of the car and slammed the door. Tim roared away. Their date was officially over and there stood Sue, still a virgin.
That's when she noticed the light on inside the house and realized her father was still up. When he asked her if she'd had a good time, the way he did after all her dates, would she just lie and go on to bed? Or would this be the time she found the nerve to share some of her inner feelings and hope her dad understood?
Sue was still trying to make up her mind as she walked up the steps.
CHAPTER TWO
Walt Jordan knew how much his wife hated these magazines. That's why he kept them stashed away, only reading them when Linda wasn't around.
"Mmmm, look at this one," he murmured now, holding a magazine open so the center-fold dangled before his eyes.
It was a close-up shot of a spread-legged model's yawning pussy. This cunt was fingered open, like the girl was playing with herself.
As he stared at the glossy cunt, Walt felt his pulse quicken and his hard-on throbbed. These magazines always made his cock so stiff that he felt like a horny kid again. Sometimes he even whipped it out and jerked off.
Indeed, Walt was thinking about this now when he heard the front door opening. Sue was home from her date, he realized. And the telltale bulge at the crotch of his pants was enormous, refusing to go away. Walt laid the magazine over the embarrassing mound just as his daughter walked in.
"Have a good time, honey?" he said characteristically.
Sue shrugged, started to say something, then swallowed. Then she blurt out, "Daddy, could I talk to you about something? Something kinda personal?"
"Well… it's pretty late, princess," Walt haltingly answered.
"It's real important, Daddy. And now's the best time, with no one else around. I don't think I could talk about this with anybody else but you."
Walt was, of course, flattered. He just wished he could give his full attention to his little girl, without this stubborn hard-on distracting him.
Sue couldn't help noticing his uneasiness. "Something wrong, Daddy?"
"No, I'm fine," Walt lied. "Just sit down, honey, relax, and tell your old dad what's on your mind."
Sue sagged onto the sofa across from him. And suddenly there was an additional distraction for Walt. The way his daughter sat he could see right up her skirt.
"This isn't easy for me to admit, so I better just start talking before I lose my nerve," Sue said, almost breathless. "Daddy, I think there must be something wrong with me when it comes to boys. They just don't like me the way I wish they would."
Walt tried to say the right thing. "You mean they don't respect you?"
"I dunno," Sue sighed. "Maybe they respect me too much. I can't get them to… to…"
She nervously shifted her legs. Unable to resist a peak, Walt looked for a flash of her panties. But they weren't there. Instead, he glimpsed the lush growth of her young but hairy pussy!
"Let me put it this way, Daddy," Sue now said. "I'm tired of being just a little girl. But I can't get any guys I know to understand how important it is for me to grow up. They'll only go so far and then…"
Her voice trailed off again, as she thought of yet another way to express herself. Her skirt bunched up on her thighs, giving her father an even better hint of the curly treasure at her pantyless crotch.
Then Sue braced herself and said, "Just answer this yes or no for me, Daddy. It's super important to me. Was Mom a virgin when you met her?"
"Wh-what?" Walt gulped.
"You haven't even been listening to me, have you, Daddy?"
"Of course, I've been paying attention," Walt falsely insisted, hoping that Sue would repeat the whole question.
She did. "Well, then yes or no, Daddy? Was Mom a virgin when you met her?"
"Yes," Walt answered on the spur of the moment, guessing that this was what Sue wanted to hear. "Your mother was a virgin."
Sue leaned forward, her skirt shrinking farther up her parted thighs. God, Walt thought, look at that hairy, young pussy.
"Well, so am I!" Sue intensely declared. "I'm a virgin, too, Daddy. And… and…"
She was gasping for air. Walt thought he could see her thighs quiver.
"I don't want to be a virgin anymore, Daddy! I have too much to offer to stay cherry anymore."
Now Walt was listening to her every word. He couldn't believe what he heard. And, automatically, he connected it with the tempting, young pussy that showed so invitingly between his daughter's legs.
"Then you were the first guy who Mom ever… well, pardon my language, Daddy, but you fucked Mom first, didn't you?"
Not even thinking about it, Walt nodded, as if in a trance. But even with his head bobbing, he never took his eyes off the curly magic at the center of Sue's thighs.
"Did Mom seduce you, Daddy?" Sue went on. "How did she get your cock in her cunt the first time?"
Before Walt could collect his wits enough to answer, his cock betrayed him with a totally reckless response. Lurching as if it were determined to bust out of his pants, it sent the magazine that had concealed his crotch skittering to the floor.
The magazine had fallen open to the split beaver centerfold.
Sue's eyes moved from the naked model toward Walt's lap. The bulge that tented his pants left nothing to her imagination. A hard-on! Sue's pussy spasmed and she realized that she wasn't wearing panties. She also became aware of how far her skirt had ridden up her parted thighs.
Next, Sue attempted to make eye-contact with her dad. He was staring at her cunt.
The girlie magazine may have turned her father on in the first place, but Sue knew she was the one who kept his cock so hard now. And, God, did it seem like such a big, big cock. Sue couldn't help yearning to see it.
"Why don't we act it out, Daddy? You tell me how Mom seduced you the first time you fucked, and I'll pretend I'm her. Just tell me what to do and it'll happen all over again, except it'll be me instead of Mom."
His voice sounded distant, as if it were indeed coming out of the past. "I knew your mother wanted me to fuck her, but I was afraid to get too involved," Walt eerily recalled. "But one night, Linda spilled something on her dress…"
"Like this?" Sue cut in, grabbing a half a cup of cold coffee from the end table and fumbling it.
Walt stiffly nodded and went on. "She said she had to get out of her things and dry herself off. I was supposed to look the other way."
Sue was already on her feet, unzipping her skirt. Then she began wriggling out of it. "But you peeked, didn't you, Daddy?"
"That's what she really wanted. I knew it all along," Walt said in his faraway voice.