Starr watched her father's big cock through the keyhole of the bathroom door. As he drew a shaver across his face, his huge prick moved. The thick cockshaft swung heavily. Starr licked her lips. She let her hands move to her virgin cunt and she stroked her pink pussylips as she watched.
Starr had always thought that her father, Rick, was an attractive man. Tall, dark, and handsome, with short Black hair and piercing blue yeas. He was 20 years old when she was born, so he was only 38 years old now, and therefor she didn't think of him as an "old man." The two of them were always close and, despite being 18 years old herself now, Starr still prided herself on being a "daddy's girl," and got along with him much better than she did with her mother, Barbara. But her thoughts had never really gone beyond just the usual familial feelings, until last week.
One morning she had noticed her father shaving, while naked, by accident. Since then, she waited every morning for the opportunity to glimpse her father's beautiful cock. And each day she felt stronger urgings to touch and kiss the cockshaft and the big round cockhead. She licked her lips again, peeking through the keyhole.
A wild thought occurred to her. Her heart beat faster. She looked up and down the hall. Her mother was not awake. She made her decision and opened the bathroom door, her pussy tingling.
She neared the door slowly, staring at her father's wonderful cock. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen in her life. Her father's big balls hung low, and Starr's breath caught in her lungs when she thought of licking and kissing the big spheres.
She took a deep breath and stepped into the bathroom, looking innocent.
Her father turned, gasped, and cursed when he cut himself with his razor.
Starr walked past him, hiding her blushing face, and bent into the shower. She turned on the water and then casually dropped her little pink nightgown from her shoulders. She kicked it away and peeled down her panties, still facing away from her father.
"School early today," she said, stepping into the warm water, while trying to sound casual. She couldn't look at him. Her heart was pounding. She drew the curtain. "We'll have to share."
Starr watched her father's blurred shadow move toward the shower curtain. Her knees trembled. She wondered if he could hear the pounding of her heart over the sound of the water. His hand appeared around the edge of the curtain and he pulled it open silently.
He stepped into the shower and watched his daughter watch his cock. It began to twitch upward. He shut the curtain behind him and turned on the water harder. Starr watched his fat prick thicken more. Her mouth watered to taste it.
Starr smiled and shakily reached for the soap. Her father's eyes trailed up and down her body. She was about 3 inches shorter than him, with long brown hair and blue eyes that matched his own. Almost as if he were in a trance, Rick stared at his daughter's slim hips, her small and firm 32-B tits, and down between her legs at her pussy, which was lighly cover with patch of brown hair. The tight pink lips of her pussy warmed as he stared.
Her hands started down to hide her virgin cunt, but her daddy reached out and held her hands away. He put the soap in her hand and she started to rub his body with it. She couldn't take her eyes off his cock. It was much bigger than before — and it was still growing.
Her hands went to the darkening flesh of his prick. He leaned back against the wall, arching his hips. His cock swelled and she gripped it tighter. She glanced up to his face. He was smiling. She blushed and looked back down.
She was amazed to see that her father's wonderful cock was still growing.
Starr's heart raced. It was like a dream come true. Other thoughts she had been having came to her in a rush. Her virgin pussy tingled and her mouth watered. She would do it all, she decided. Right here. Right now.
Her hands began to move up and down. Her hands seemed to have a will of their own. They squeezed and milked. They stroked and rubbed. She explored every inch of her father's cock and balls. His thick cockshaft throbbed. His flaring cockhead swelled and darkened. His balls tightened.
Her hands pumped faster. She giggled when she realized how much her daddy liked it. His cock stood out like steel, resisting her hard grip. His eyes were closed, and his face was a picture of bliss.
Starr got down on her knees. Her eyes widened at the closeness of her father's cock. The big mushroom-shaped prickhead pulsed and the thick shaft jerked in her grip. She leaned forward and touched her lips to the purple head of his cock. Her father groaned deep in his chest.
Starr held his prick in both hands and pumped hard. Her dad put his hands on her head and guided her until her lips slipped down one side of his cockshaft and up again. She loved the taste of his cock even more than she had ever dreamed.
One look at his face proved to her that he liked it. He watched her, following her mouth up and down. She put on a show of it for him, licking her way up one side of his cock and down the other. He gave her a gentle pull and she went down to lick and suck his balls.
Starr groaned with delight and the sound vibrated his balls. She groaned louder and sucked hard. One big round cum-filled ball popped into her mouth. Her hands continued to stroke up and down on his prick while she hummed and sucked on his delicious balls.
She pulled her head away and his ball popped out of her mouth. She smiled up at him and pulled his cock toward her opening mouth. She bent down and f***ed her lips to stretch over the huge knob of her father's cockhead. The flared rim snapped inside her lips and she held it tightly, still using both hands to rub up and down on the pulsating cockshaft.
Her father's moans blended with the drumming of the water. He watched his eager daughter suck. She opened her throat and took it deeper. Each stroke jammed his cockhead so deeply into her mouth that she couldn't breathe.
Her pussy was screaming at her. The tight cunt drew her attention with itchings and urgings that distracted her until her head and hands slowed and stopped.
She slowly stood and stared at her father. He lay on his back in the tub. She slowly squatted down. Hot water ran off her back. Her pussy felt even hotter. It was boiling. And she knew she had to feel her father's big prick stretching and pushing into it.
Starr spread her lean thighs wide and hovered over his big cockhead.
"Let me, Daddy," she said softly.
He nodded, and then grabbed the soap. He stared up at her pussy, held his cock and soaped it quickly, until the hard flesh was covered with lather.
"It might hurt," he said.
"I don't care!" Starr whispered quickly. "Be quiet! Don't wake Mom!"
Then she lowered her body. He aimed his cock up at Starr's pouting pussylips. She stared into his eyes as their flesh touched. Her eyes drifted shut. She let her body down a bit more. She moaned as the flare of her father's beautiful cockhead f***ed her cunt open. He pushed his prick bluntly against her tight cuntmouth — and then it was in!
Her pussy stretched open and the hot head of her father's cock wedged in tight. Her breath caught and she shivered. He held her by the waist and steadied her. She looked down and saw his cockhead disappear. She flexed, and her pussy tightened. He gasped, holding her steady.
Then Starr lowered more. A sharp pain shot up her spine as she felt her hymen snap, and she sucked her breath in. A faint trace of bl**d washed down her slim thighs. She let her breath out slowly, grinning.
She continued to watch the thick stalk of her father's iron-hard cock and the tightly stretched mouth of her pussy. She tried to relax the muscles of her burning cunt. She was determined to see all the beautiful cockmeat fucked into her willing body.
She realized that she didn't have all day. There wasn't much time before her mother would be up and about. And there was only one bathroom upstairs.
She gritted her teeth and let most of her weight f***e her cunt into an impossibly tight glove of tight flesh that moved its way slowly down another inch of her father's hot cock. His grip tightened on her waist and his breath hissed.
"I want it all, Daddy!" she gasped.
He answered with a smile and a repositioning of his hands. He slipped his large palms over onto the firm cheeks of her ass. His fingers turned down and pried the smooth skin of her inner thighs gently apart. He pulled Starr down.
A little at first. Then more. She groaned, watching her hungry pussy devour more and more of her father's pulsing prick.
She flexed her legs and Starr up, watching the thinly stretched lips of her cunt grip and slide. Her father reined his hands and then pulled, making her take more prick.
She started a pleasured scream, then checked it, gasping her breath out silently. Her legs straightened and she slipped easily up off his hot prick, watching his hard cockmeat reappear. It was more beautiful now that it shone with her slippery pussyjuice. She felt his hands puffing her again. She helped this time.
"Make me go fast!" she gasped, pushing up until she could feel the flared rim of his cockhead pulling at the tight mouth of her cunt.
Suddenly, her father's strong fingers gouged into her firm asscheeks. She watched the first few inches of his thick cockshaft squeeze into her tight pussy. Then she threw her head back and bent down, forcing as much of the wonderful hard cockmeat up her cunt as she dared. The huge prickhead fucked far up into her body, and she held it there for a long, dream-like moment.
Then she was pulled up. Fast. And down. Over and over. She caught the hard rhythm and used her legs to help. It was getting easier to take her father's cock with each stroke, and the feelings washed over her hotter than the water hammering her back. She fucked faster, leading his hands to a more urgent pace.
Starr reached out and grabbed the towel rack, leaning forward over her father's chest. She looked down at him, keeping the quick rhythm up and down on his cock. He was watching his daughter's eager cunt ride up and down most of the length of his tireless prick.
She started to twist and turn as she fucked. Her cunt pulled and sucked. She watched his face change with each new variation. She gripped the towel rack tighter. Her ass launched into a rapid grinding. She gauged her breathing and poured all her strength into sliding her father's big, wonderful cock in and out of her flaming cunt as fast as she could.
She watched her body bounce and wiggle. Her tits were jiggling. The pink nipples were hard and round, and they tingled in a surprising way. Her lean legs were splayed and flexing, exposing the strong muscles in her thighs. She added more fuel to the fire, humping and fucking until it seemed like she had always been there, always riding up and down on her father's cock.
Her pussy was hot, wet, and gripping tightly at her father's prick. It felt like a tight glove of flesh shaped exactly to every bulging vein and steely curve of his cock. Her cunt flowed and moved with the fast pistoning she relentlessly kept up. And it seemed to glow. The glow sent sparks that traveled up her spine.
The sparks set fire to her brain. She panted her breath between her clenched teeth and slammed her pussy down until her vision blurred. She felt the whole monstrous length of her father's cock fuck up into her with every hammering stroke. Then more sparks. More fire. And she fucked even faster.
To believe that anything could be as hard and hot as her father's huge thick cock was tough enough. But to believe that her little pussy could manage to wrap around all that cockmeat and swallow it all, over and over, was almost impossible.
Then his hands were slowing down. She looked at him. He was straining, his face red. He was jerking spasmodically, his hips twisting his throbbing cock in her bouncing body.
"What's wrong?" she asked, glancing at the door. She hadn't heard a knock.
He slowed and stopped her. Her pussy gripped tight, halfway down his prickshaft. His balls were drawn up tight. His cock was throbbing with the fast beat of his heart.
He lifted her. She looked down and saw they whole huge shaft of her father's cock, but the prickhead was still firmly stuck in her tight round cuntmouth. She pulled up. With a groan, she f***ed her tight pussylips to stretch over the unyielding knob of his cockhead. She saw the big prickhead pull out of her. Her little pussy snapped back like elastic, just as tight and firm as before. It was red and puffed, and it throbbed like crazy, but it was okay.
She looked at his big prick and then back at her tiny pussy and shook her head.
"Nothing is wrong," her father said. "Do you want some special candy?"
He stood up. He glanced at the door. He turned the water down.
Starr figured what that meant. He wanted her to use her mouth again. She was down on her knees in a flash, stretching her mouth open. She wrapped both hands around his cock. He jerked.
"Easy!" he whispered. "I'll tell you when the candy comes!"
She looked up at him quizzically, then smiled. All the candy she would ever want was right here, throbbing and stiff in her hands. She bent down and sucked the huge cockhead into her mouth. She sc****d her teeth over the wide rim, and then it was in. Tight and warm, her mouth sucked and her head moved up and down.
Her pussy still hummed. It seemed jealous of her eagerly sucking mouth and her squeezing, pumping hands. But Daddy wants this, she decided. She sucked harder. Her hands found his swollen balls and squeezed them.
She made her mouth imitate what her tight pussy had just done. She moved in long strokes that snapped his cockhead in and out of her stretched lips. She swallowed more, letting it slide in and out, sucking her cheeks around the fat cockhead.
Her hands pulled. His balls and his straining prickshaft were yanked and rubbed. She fed her mouth more cock. Faster. And her hands squeezed.
Starr noticed a taste that wasn't there before. She realized that it must be the taste of her pussy. It was nice. She looked up at her father while her mouth moved up and down on his cock. It seemed even bigger than before. It was pulsing harder too, she noticed. And his breathing was deep and ragged.
Her father was gripping the showerhead behind him and arching his hips toward his daughter's sucking mouth. She watched him watching her. Her mouth was stretched as tight as her little pussy had been. She ate faster up his cock to show him how much she loved it. She crawled her lips to the limits she could reach and filled her throat with his big prickhead.
The cockhead scent to swell. Her hands felt his cock thicken and his balls jerk. She sucked faster, grinding his cockhead deeper and deeper into her eager throat. And then her father moaned and shuddered.
"Now!" he cried suddenly, gripping his cock in one fist near the hairy base.
Starr pulled away, confused.
She stared at the yawning hole in the end of her father's straining prick. A sudden spurt of thick, creamy cum erupted from the ballooning cockhead and hit her in the face. She opened her mouth in surprise — and another thick steam gushed past her lips and splashed her cheeks.
One taste and she knew.
She damped her mouth onto his gushing cock and drank. The next powerful jet of cum was sucked down her throat. She grabbed his cock and tried to pull more of the wonderful stuff out of it.
She looked up and saw the dreamy expression on her father's face while another heavy load shot down her gulping throat. She sucked hard, trying to get more. Her tongue licked back and forth along the under side of his cockhead. She moaned aloud in a pleading tone as more and more of the tasty spunk filled her mouth.
She gobbled and swallowed, taking every last drop. Her hand squeezed and pulled, trying to drain more jizz from the steel-hard cock. She sank her fingers into his balls, sucking again and again.
The strong spurts shot at regular intervals, and Starr timed her gulping to avoid losing one drop. Her mouth filled once, and a trickle of cum ran down her chin, but with one huge gulp she swallowed it all.
She drank the dwindling stream, pumping harder on his cock. She wanted more. A few weak spurts warmed her mouth. She continued to suck and pump his cock until he stopped her.
Starr thought she could hear the sound of footsteps outside the door.
"I better hurry!" she whispered.
She took a last longing look at her father's wonderful prick. It was slowly shrinking. The big balls hung easy. She wanted to start all over again, but she put the thought out of her mind.
She scooped up her nightie and panties and opened the door. The hall was dark. She went out, not looking back. She knew that if she didn't tear herself away now, she would soon be throwing herself on her father's big cock all over again. It was too risky now.
She got to her room and shut the door quietly.
She could hear her heart beating. Her mouth was almost numb. She sighed, licking a trickle of cum from one corner of her mouth. The taste thrilled her.
Her little pussy throbbed. She wondered how long she would have to wait until she could have more cock. Not too long, she hoped.