Eager naked family

CHAPTER EIGHT

Irene was sure that nobody could break through Glen's inhibitions about sex, but Terry insisted on trying, so they came up with a plan. If it backfired, only Terry would get into trouble, and Glen wouldn't know about the incestuous activities of the rest of his family.

The boys and Irene hid in the kitchen, where they could peek out and see what was happening in the living room. Terry waited there for Glen to come home. She'd dressed in skin-tight jeans and t-shirt, and she hadn't bothered with a bra or panties. At the usual time Glen arrived home from work, looking surprised to find only his daughter waiting for him.

"Hi, honey," he said, "where's your mother and the boys?"

"They decided to see a movie," Terry said, "so dinner's gonna be a little late. Can I get you a beer, Daddy?"

"Sure, honey, thanks," Glen said, sinking onto the couch. "Boy, I'm bushed. It's been a long hard day."

Terry got a cold bottle of beer from the fridge and winked at her mother and brothers. As she returned to the living room she walked with a bounce, making sure her braless tits would wobble under her tight t-shirt. Daddy noticed and frowned with disapproval, just as she'd anticipated. She tried to keep an innocent smile on her face as she handed him his beer.

"Here you go, Daddy," she said. "Is something wrong?"

"Yes, young lady," Glen growled, "it's the way you're dressed. Or rather, not dressed."

"Huh?" Terry said. Then she looked down at the erect nubs of her nipples. "Oh, silly me," she giggled, "I forgot to wear a bra."

Glen reddened and said, "Well, go put one on immediately."

"Oh, Daddy, bras are so uncomfortable," Terry said, plumping herself down beside him on the couch. "It feels so good to go without one. In fact it'd feel even better without a shirt."

She promptly tugged off her t-shirt and flung it on the rug. Glen's eyes almost popped. He stared at his daughter's naked tits. They were gorgeous, apple-size and shape, capped with erect little nipples. He felt a sudden hot swelling in his balls, and to his embarrassment his cock started to stiffen. He fought to regain his self-control.

"Terry, you should be ashamed of yourself," he snapped. "Put your shirt back on this moment."

"Oh, Daddy, it's such a hot day," Terry cooed, "too hot for a shirt. I'm sweltering. Just feel."

She took one of his big callused hands and placed it on her tits. Glen barely stifled a groan she touched the deliciously soft and silky flesh. But he couldn't stifle his cock, which had a mind of its own. It continued to stiffen and swell. The burly trucker got very red in the face.

The problem was, he'd secretly been thinking a lot about teenage girls lately. He loved his wife, but their love-making had gotten deadly boring, and he couldn't help thinking about more exciting forms of sex. His favorite fantasy was about fucking a tight-cunted teenage girl.

Now a gorgeous teenager was letting him feel her naked tits, and it was turning him on like crazy. But there was just one problem. The girl happened to be his daughter.

"Terry, stop that," he growled.

But she held his hand firmly against her tits and sank back against the couch gurgling, "Rub my tits, Daddy, it feels so nice."

Glen didn't know what came over him. He set aside his beer and placed both hands on his daughter's beautiful high-riding breasts. He began to squeeze and caress, and Terry gurgled with pleasure. His cock finished its swelling, going hard as a rock and crowding his pants. His balls went taut with an enormous load of jizz.

"Mmmmmm, yes, Daddy, I love that," Terry cooed.

Spying from the kitchen, Irene was amazed at how fast the girl had turned Glen on. Then she realized that he was just as ripe for seduction as she had been. He must be just as bored with their sex life, just as eager for a change.

She really couldn't blame him a bit for responding so fast to Terry's flirting.

She even hoped Terry succeeded in fucking him. Somebody had to light a fire under Glen and get him to change his style of love-making. Irene couldn't go back to the old dull bed routine they'd established. She had to have exciting sex. She was silently cheering Terry on as the girl worked to break down Glen's defenses.

Glen was starting to breathe loudly and harshly as he played with his daughter's hot throbbing tits. Her pointed nipples were poking into his palms, and she was giving little moans and gurgles of delight as he fondled her sensitive breasts. He realized he was getting his own kid sexually aroused, but he just couldn't stop himself. He was having too damned much fun.

"It's so hot," Terry murmured, "I think I'll take off my jeans, too."

Glen didn't protest, assuming she'd be wearing panties and would still be decently covered. So his eyes got huge as she skinned out of her jeans and went totally naked. He stared at her cute little dark bush, and his cock almost tore its way out of his jeans.

"Terry, honey," he said hoarsely, "you really oughta put some clothes on."

"But I'm so comfortable this way, Daddy," she purred. "You would be, too. Let me take your clothes off."

She was already tugging at his t-shirt as she spoke. She got it off, then ran her fingers through the thick hair mat of his broad chest. Then she slid down in front of him and removed his work boots and socks. Her fingers went for his fly, and Glen got red as a beet. He couldn't let her see that he'd gotten a stiff cock for her.

"Uh, honey, that's enough," he stammered, "I'll leave my pants an."

"Oh, it's all right, Daddy," Terry grinned, "I know you have a hard-on."

Glen got even more red. Terry quickly unzipped his jeans, then grasped pants and shorts and tugged them down, leaving him naked. She squealed with delight as his massive hard-on snapped free. It was the biggest cock she'd seen so far, a good eight inches long and as thick as her wrist.

"Oh, wow, it's huge," she exclaimed, reaching out to pet it.

"Oh, Christ," Glen groaned.

Things were happening so fast, he was dazed. One minute he'd been sitting there sipping a beer and reading the paper just like he always did after work, and now here he was buck naked with his equally naked teenage daughter playing with his cock. He wasn't quite sure how it had all happened.

Terry had a happy smile on her face as she ran her fingers all over his swollen prick. Glen couldn't stifle his rapidly growing excitement. His wife had never played with his cock. In fact he and Irene had never played with each other at all, never even made love in daylight. He was enjoying hell out of this unexpected encounter with his daughter. Hot cream bubbled up in his piss hole, and Terry licked her lips.

Then Glen gasped with surprise as she bent low and stuck out her tongue and licked up his cream. He damned near came in her face. For years he'd secretly wanted Irene to go down on him but felt it was wrong to ask. He couldn't hide his wild arousal as his daughter's hot little tongue played on the swollen head of his cock. But he knew this dangerous game couldn't continue. He was about to lose all control of himself.

"Okay, Terry, that's enough," he said hoarsely. "You know we shouldn't be doing this."

Terry realized she was moving too fast. She couldn't overcome a lifetime of prudery and inhibition in just a few minutes. She came back to sit beside her father. "I'm sorry, Daddy," she said, "but I just couldn't help doing that. I'm so horny."

"You're what?" Glen gasped.

"See, I have a boyfriend," she went on, "and we make out a lot, and now I won't be seeing him till next fall, and I really miss him. My pussy feels like it's on fire. Here, just feel it."

As she babbled on, she took her father's hand and set it on her gash. Glen barely stifled a lusty groan as he touched the scorching wet flesh. Terry wasn't putting him on. She was really horny, her slit soaked and swollen. It was obviously that she needed to be fucked very badly. Glen thought about cramming his engorged cock into her tiny cunt, and he almost shot his load.

"See, Daddy?" Terry purred. "Couldn't you help me out just a little? Stick your finger in there and get me off?"

Again Glen would never know what came over him, but he found himself slipping his thick middle finger into his daughter's cunt. It was fantastically snug yet juicy in there, and it was steaming hot. He would have given anything to stick his cock in there and if she hadn't been his own kid, he would have. He eased his finger into her as far as he could, while she soaked it with molten cream.

"Oooooo, yesssss, Daddy," she squealed, "do it to me, get me off."

Spying from the kitchen, Irene and the boys could hardly believe the success Terry was having with their strict and puritanical husband and father. It was incredible to see Glen sitting there with a hard-on, pumping his finger in and out of his daughter's cunt. Terry looked over his shoulder, caught their eye, and grinned triumphantly.

Then, as her father finger-fucked her, she wrapped her fingers around his big hard cock and started pumping it. Glen snorted with excitement, and thick bubbles of cream oozed up in his piss hole. Terry rubbed her palm over the hot juke, then smeared it all over his cock. She pumped his meat firmly and fast, while he speeded up the pistoning of his finger in her juice slick cunt tunnel.

"Ohhhhh, Daddy, just a little more," Terry begged, "I'm almost there."

Glen couldn't stop now. He was having too much fun, too much excitement. He just wished he and Irene could make love like this, that they could experiment a little instead of always doing it the same old way. But he didn't dare ask his wife to change. He was sure she'd be shocked and angry if he suggested anything kinky.

Maybe that was why he couldn't resist his daughter just now. He knew it was incestuous to play with her like this, but he couldn't help himself, because he was starved for some novelty and excitement. He ached to make love in some new way. And of course he was fulfilling his naughty fantasy of getting it on with a teenage girl.

No, he wasn't going to stop, but he vowed he wouldn't go any farther with her, either. He'd just get her off with his finger, maybe let her jack him off, but he wouldn't do anything serious like fuck her. That, really would be incest. Glen kept telling himself these things as his lust reached fever pitch and he couldn't even think straight any more. His cock felt ready to explode.

"Oh, Jesus, I think I'm gonna come," he groaned.

Terry let go of his cock like it was a hot potato. She didn't want the fun to be over so soon. She just let her father's massive hard-on wag and drool by itself while he finger-fucked her to the brink of climax. She soaked his pistoning finger with an enormous burst of molten cream as she went over the edge.

"Unnnnhhhhh, Daddy, you did it, I'm coming!" she howled.

Glen groaned with horniness as he felt her tiny hot cunt clamping like a vise around his finger and drenching it with sizzling come-cream. He ached to feel that hot action around his cock instead of his finger. But he was proud of himself for having resisted the temptation. Now that Terry was satisfied, he could get her away from him and try to calm down.

But Terry had other ideas. "Mmmmmm, Daddy, that was so nice," she purred as he slipped his finger out of her smoking twat. "What else would you like to do?"

"Nothing," Glen lied. "I want you to run along now and get dressed."

"But, Daddy, we're just starting to have fun," Terry pouted, "and besides, you haven't gotten off yet. Here, I'll take care of that for you."

Before Glen could reply, his naked daughter had slid off the couch and down between his legs. She was fisting the thick hairy base of his cock and holding it firmly so he had no chance to get away. She brought her face so close to his meat that her hot breath tickled it. Glen shuddered with lust.

"What are you doing, Terry?" he asked hoarsely.

"I'm gonna suck your cock, Daddy," she purred. "That'll really get you off."

Glen knew that at that moment he should have picked her up and paddled her ass. How did she even know about cock-sucking, after the strict and decent way she'd been raised? He ought to have been shocked and furious. But all he felt was overpowering lust and excitement as her little wet tongue dared out and contacted the swollen head of his cock.

He shivered and moaned as she began to lick up all the hot cream that bubbled from his piss hole. For years he'd secretly wanted Irene to go down on him. Now at last his fantasy was coming true, only with his daughter instead of his wife. He watched dizzily as her little pink tongue swirled around and around the engorged head of his cock. The pleasure was like nothing he'd ever felt before.

Terry could see that she had her father temporarily under her spell, but she mustn't let the excitement stop. She drilled the stiff tip of her tongue right into his piss hole and scooped out the rest of his salty juice. Then she opened her lips as wide as she could and started bringing them down around the massive shaft, of his cock.

"Awwwww, Christ, yessss," Glen hissed.

He couldn't help it, he was wild to get his cock sucked. Terry's small mouth could take only half his mammoth dick, but that was enough to drive him wild. She fisted and pumped the rest of his prick as she drew in her cheek and started sucking. Glen almost flew off the couch as she sucked the hot cream out of his piss hole.

"Yes, baby, suck," he groaned, "don't stop."

Irene and her sons exchanged grins. Glen was practically won over to their way of thinking. He sure wasn't resisting any of the kinky things Terry was doing to him. Now he was slumping back on the couch, red-faced and groaning, as his daughter noisily sucked his cock. He was giving himself up to the wicked pleasure without a word of protest. As Terry's head bobbed faster and faster, he closed us eyes in ecstasy.

"Yeah, baby, just a little more," he moaned, "you're gonna come any second now."

Not if Terry had anything to say about it. She wanted that magnificent cock-stand in her cunt before their little father-daughter session was over. She kept on sucking but was careful not to take him over the edge. The instant he started fucking her mouth, she drew back, letting his spit-soaked prick snap from her lips.

Glen opened his eyes and stared at her in frustration. Then his eyes widened as the grinning girl got up and straddled his lap, bringing the waked little mouth of her cunt down to touch the enormously swollen head of his cock. She jerked her hips downward, impaling her slick cuntal opening on about an inch of his cock head. Glen shook himself back to reality.

"Terry, no, we can't fuck," he cried, "that's incest."

Terry looked him in the eye and drawled, "You know, Daddy, I really don't give a shit if it's incest. All I know is, I want your big cock in my cunt. I want it real bad."

Glen gawked at her. He'd never expected his innocent little girl to talk like that. And all the while she was sliding farther down his iron-hard cock, taking more and more of it into her slippery snug pussy hole. He couldn't ignore the wild pleasure he felt as his meat was sheathed in his daughter's squeezing teenage box.

"Awwwww, Christ," he groaned.

"Yeah, Daddy, go with it," Terry panted, "get all the way into me."

Glen seized her waist and cased her the rest of the way down his engorged shaft, till she was crammed with his hotly throbbing meat. She whimpered with excitement and soaked his prick with a big hot rush of cream. Glen was snorting with lust as he felt the tight squeezing action of her greedy little box. He was far too lusty to be gentle. He started fucking her in fast urgent jabs.

"Unnnhhh, baby, that tight little pussy of yours feels so great," he groaned.

"Fuck me, Daddy, give it to me," Terry squealed.

Terry looked over his shoulder, at her mother and brothers. They were grinning and giving her the victory sign, and she grinned back. Now they were only waiting for her signal to end this little charade. But Terry wasn't quite ready. Before anything else, she wanted to get off on her dad's massive hammering boner. She closed her eyes, blotting out everything else.

"Oooooo, Daddy, you're fucking me so good," she gurgled, "I love that big cock of yours."

Glen was beyond words. He just growled and snorted as he pistoned his nearly-exploding cock in his daughter's smoking little fuck hole. He was spinning out of control, fucking her faster and faster, till her slim body shuddered with the impact. But Terry didn't protest his roughness. She seemed to love it.

She was gurgling and squealing, and she soaked his meat with rush after rush of molten cream. Glen could feel her already snug cunt tightening around his meat as she greedily went for more hot friction. His balls felt almost ready to burst as he hammered his cock into her. Then he felt the first scalding flood of her come-cream.

"Unnnhhhh, Daddy, you're making me come!" she wailed.

"Awwwww, Christ, baby, take my come!" Glen roared as he discharged his sizzling load into her.

Terry got off like gangbusters on her dad's massive cock, but she didn't forget that she had one more little job to do. As she started coming down from her body-wracking climax, she beckoned to her mother and brothers. Grinning and naked, they all marched into the room. Just then Glen gave a satisfled sigh and opened his eyes.

"What in hell?" he gasped.

"Hi, honey," Irene smiled, "having fun?"

"Hi, Dad," his sons chorused, grinning wickedly.

Caught with his cock deep in his daughter's cunt, Glen could only grin sheepishly. "Uh, hi, everybody," he stammered. "Is anybody gonna tell me what this is all about?"