Since Della had told her husband about Linda's affair with Earl Morgan, George was having mixed emotions about his daughter. Having suspected what was going on between Della and her boss, he was extremely angry that the son-of-a-bitch had used his daughter as well. Alone in the house with her so much, the man's eyes followed her cute figure around the room, wondering what it would be like to screw the pretty teen himself. He sometimes wondered if he didn't have as much right to fuck her as that rotten Earl Morgan. As the days passed, George's lust for his daughter seemed to increase. It was becoming almost an obsession with him, and he was lying awake nights with a tremendous hard-on, thinking about his daughter's delicious body.
One morning he was walking down the hall when Linda stepped out of the bathroom in nothing but a pair of panties and a bra.
"Oooooooooh, Daddy!" she squealed, starting to duck back through the door.
"It's all right," he laughed, grabbing her arm before she could disappear. "This is just your old dad."
"I know it, Daddy," she blushed. "But I'm practically naked."
"Sure you are," he grinned, his eyes taking in the charms of her nearly bare body. "But I used to wash and powder you when you were younger."
"I guess you did," giggled Linda. "But I'm no baby now."
"I can certainly see that," her father smiled, reaching out and tenderly stroking her long blonde hair. "Did Earl Morgan like to touch you?"
"Did Mother tell you about that!" she gasped, not dreaming that her father had known about the affair.
"Yes," he whispered, naming his big hands across her soft bare shoulders. "Did he like to touch your lovely skin?"
"Oh, Daddy," she begged, "please don't talk like that."
The nearness of Linda and the delicate scent of her recently showered body soon had his cock throbbing wildly in his pants. Trembling with excitement, he had a mad desire to crush her in his arms and smother her sweet lips with kisses.
"Did he?" her father repeated.
"Did he what?" the girl asked, confused by the strange way her dad was acting.
"Did he run his hands over your bare shoulders like this?" he panted, hungrily pawing her naked flesh.
"Dad!" she shouted. "Stop talking this way!"
Unable to control his emotions any longer, he threw his arms around the girl, drawing her soft body up close against him. He could feel her warm flesh burning through his clothes as he buried his face in the softness, of her long blonde hair.
"Please, Daddy," she whispered, struggling to free herself. "You're hurting me."
"Did Morgan hurt you?" he panted.
"Please stop it, Daddy!"
She was suddenly shocked to feel her father's hard cock throbbing against her naked belly through his pants.
"Are you crazy?" she gasped, trying to pound his huge chest with her tiny clenched fists.
She could feel his strong hands sliding down her back and under the elastic of her brief panties, his fingers digging greedily into the soft flesh between her asscheeks. He rolled, caressed and goosed around in the deep soft crevice of her sweet buttocks, and when she tried to cry out, he covered her open lips with his driving his thick wet tongue deep into her mouth.
"Stop it, Daddy! Stop it!" she sobbed.
The more she struggled against him, the more excited he became. Releasing her from his grasp, he grabbed the girl's arm and dragged her into his bedroom. Throwing her onto the bed, he removed his shirt and took off his shoes and socks.
"What are you going to do?" she sobbed, suddenly frightened to death of her own father.
"I'm gonna fuck you," he panted, unbuckling his belt. "I'm gonna fuck you just like that bastard Morgan did."
"You can't, Daddy," she cried. "I'm your daughter."
"Bullshit!" he roared as he removed his pants. "If that bastard can fuck you, then I can!"
Linda stared with horror at his big angry prick as he dropped his shorts. There was nothing in the world that the horny teenager enjoyed more than stiff dicks, but there was something menacing about her father's big purple cockhead that scared the shit out of her.
Dropping onto the bed with Linda, he ripped her panties to shreds with one vicious jerk. He removed her bra in the same vicious manner.
"Well," he grinned, staring down at her pink cunt as she cowered on the far side of the bed. "Are you ready?"
"No!" she shouted, trying to cover her exposed pussy with her hands. "Get out of here!"
Grasping the girl, he pulled her naked body up against his. Pinning her shoulders back with his strong hands, the big ex-football player forced her thighs apart with his knee. Rolling over on top of her, he forced his big throbbing cockhead up against the wetness of her quivering slit.
"No!" she screamed, trying to squirm free of his grip. "Please, Daddy, for God's sake don't do it!"
Paying no attention to her pleading, he ground his hip forward, feeling his big shaft squeezing through her tight cuntmouth.
"You bastard!" she screamed. "Take that fuckin' thing out of me!"
Ignoring her, he continued shoving until the full length of his big thick tool was buried in the teen's tight cunt.
"You filthy pig!" she sobbed, her dry cunt burning with pain from his unwelcome boner. "If it's the last thing I do, I'll get even with you for this."
"Did you talk to Morgan like that?" he panted, trying to force his dick further up into her snatch.
"No!" she shrieked. "He was a kind and considerate man, not a fuckin' slob like you."
Anxious to bring himself off, the man began sawing his cock painfully in and out of the dryness of the teen's cunt.
Linda was biting her lips to hold back the tears as his dong ground into her tight pussy. On and on he went, slowly drilling his cock in and out of her cunt. Then, and in spite of herself, Linda subconsciously felt a strange tingling warmth deep in her cock-filled hole. The feeling started slowly, almost like a whisper at first, and then began building as tremors of pleasure seemed to be replacing the pain. She didn't know exactly when the threshold between pain and pleasure was crossed, but as his prick continued driving into her, she could feel her cunt quivering with anticipation.
Linda still hated him for what he was doing to her, but with every fleeting moment, the pleasure seemed to grow in intensity. Her snatch was still a bit sore and raw, but the pressure of his cock felt good in her. She began unconsciously squirming beneath him, slowly moving her loins in rhythm to his. Within a matter of seconds, the pleasure was so wonderful that the hatred for her father seemed to completely disappear.
"Oh, Daddy, that feels good," she whispered, screwing her naked body up tighter against his to better enjoy the big lusty shaft that was drilling into her newly aroused slit. She could feel every delicious inch of his big tool rubbing against the sensitive flesh of her tight pussy.
Resting for a moment, lying perfectly still over his daughter's soft naked body, George could feel the teen's grasping cunt muscles milking and squeezing on his throbbing dick. With his stiff rod buried to the hilt in her smoldering twat, he clung motionless to her, savoring the closeness of her squirming, naked body.
Linda had never felt so deliciously wicked in her life as she lay there with her big hot tits burning into the naked flesh of her father's bare chest. She could feel his throbbing cock pulsing out against the stretched walls of her tingling cunt, filling her with an incestuous ecstasy that she'd never experienced before. It was pure heaven to be lying perfectly still while her dad's magnificent prick throbbed in her quivering cunt. Lifting her knees, Linda snaked her shapely legs around his hips, and digging her bare heels into the crack of his ass, she screwed her sweet hot cunt up more tightly around the base of his deeply imbedded tool.