My horny home

CHAPTER FOUR

He was beyond shock. His mind boggled. The warmth of the room and the considerable amount of liquor he'd consumed were having their effect on him. Stepping over to the bar, he poured himself another shot. Then another. He was sweating. He stared owlishly at the whiskey bottle in his hand. A hand that was trembling.

This couldn't be happening to hint In a minute, he'd wake up and find it was all a dream. He winced. He felt Karen sliding up to him.

It wasn't a dream. He felt Karen's naked body pressed against his back. He could feel the soft fur of her cunt hairs pressing against his asscheeks. He could feel her taut, pointy titties pressing against his back, just below his shoulder blades. Then he felt her hands slide around to his front.

Karen grabbed his dangling cock and began playing with it!

Nuzzling her head against his shoulders, she murmured, "Daddy? Daddy? What are we going to do?"

"About what?"

The feel of her soft, warm little hand on his cock was having predictable results. Despite his inner revulsion, fear, and surprise, his prick was getting hard under her gentle ministrations. She was fondling his hairy balls with one hand and slowly jerking his cock with the other.

"Us. We've grown so far apart," she explained haltingly while fondling his stiffening cock, and toying with his hairy balls. She enjoyed nuzzling up to him. He felt all warm and comfy. She kissed his shoulders and pressed her titties hard against his naked back.

"I love you, Daddy," she murmured, pulling at his cock. "I want you to love me-with this!" she added suggestively.

He quickly downed his drink and shuddered. He felt lightheaded and giddy. He'd taken aboard more liquor in the past hour or so than he usually drank in a week. It was having its effect. He was loaded. He was warm all over. His speech was slurred. His mind wasn't functioning sharply. He was in a daze. An alcoholic daze. He was vaguely aware of the situation~ Her playing with his cock was having a predictable effect. It was getting big and stiff.

He shook his head as her words filtered through his tortured mind.

"Hell, Karen," he mumbled, "I can't make love to you.

"Why not?"

"Jesus Christ! Suppose I knock you up? My own kid? Hah!"

"Don't be silly, Daddy. That won't happen. I'm on the pill. It's also my

safe period." She renewed her efforts on his cock.

Calling on his last amount of common sense, he swung around. He gulped as her nude beauty came into focus. He glared. Holding her by the shoulders, he muttered, choosing his words carefully, yet stumbling over them as the alcohol he'd absorbed had an adverse effect on his tongue.

His tongue seemed like it weighed a ton.

"Please leave, Karen. Please? This is crazy. I know how you feel about Alice. I know it's rough for kids to have a stepmother. We'll work something out. We'll get together with Alice and have a long talk. But for now-please get out, before I do something I'll regret the rest of my life." He mumbled the words and tried not to look at her nakedness. He pointed toward the door. "Please go!"

A tight smile flitted across her pretty face when she noticed his condition and heard his slurred words. Instead of leaving the room as he'd ordered, she moved forward and melted into his warm embrace. She could feel his enormous prick against her naked belly. She pressed her petite titties against his hairy chest. She turned her big, brown eyes upward and stared.

"I love you, Daddy. You said you wanted to straighten me out about things. Like boys' and girls' things." With each word, she subtly moved backward, holding him around the waist and drawing him along with her.

"You already know more'n I can teach you," he mumbled.

"I know about boys," she corrected. "But not much about real love. Those high-school boys act like they're scared to death. I need a real man to teach me the real facts."

She felt her legs touching the mattress. She halted, then threw her arms about his neck and drew his face down for a kiss. While kissing him, she lowered herself to the bed.

Jim kissed his daughter. His mind boggled. He began losing all sense of time and place. Passion and lust built up in him. The knowledge that this was his own daughter, naked in his arms, receded to a far corner of his mind. He felt his prick bouncing around, hard and stiff, anxious for a hole to crawl into.

His vision became fuzzy. He had a beautiful girl in his arms. A tender, soft morsel of femininity. A pretty face. Pouty lips. Soft brown eyes. Long brown hair. She was under him on the bed.

He knelt between her widespread legs. She had her knees lifted, her tiny cunt completely exposed. He stared owlishly at the wondrous sight. He had never ogled such a small pussy. It was a tiny silt, with small, puffy vaginal lips, twitching enticingly with each movement of her lithe, tender body. She had a small fringe of curly, brownish hair around her cunt. The sight turned him on.

He eased his enormous cockhead toward the tiny opening. He teased the head of his cock to the tiny, vaginal lips. He wet his lips. His eyes were pools of passion and lust. His sanity receded completely. All other thoughts were blocked from his mind. He eased forward, trying to make an entrance into the narrow hole.

The velvety walls gave slightly. He pushed some more. A bit more give to the opening. He almost had his swollen cockhead into the tiny hole. He beat a wild impulse to give a mighty shove. In between his lewd thoughts and his wild impulse to tam it home, was the knowledge that this job had to be handled carefully. This was a special project. This was his own daughter.

Karen moaned and writhed under his invasion. The initial feel of his enormous cockhead into her tiny cunt almost caused her to faint. She had never handled a cock this size. Derek's was nowhere near as large as this one, and his was the biggest one she'd had so far.

She bit her lips to hold back the cries of pain and anguish she felt at the invasion. A bit more cock entered her and she moaned. Tears of pain came to her eyes. She had an impulse to push him away. To admit she couldn't handle him. The pain was unbearable. She whimpered and moaned as he poured more and more cock into her unyielding little cunt.

He stared dumbly down as he inched his cock into the tiny slot. He held onto her slender hips and crawled forward with his cock easing into the tiny cunt. He lifted her by the asscheeks and pulled her pussy forward onto his cock. Inch by inch he slid it in.

"It's almost in, baby!" he rasped.

"Yes, Daddy, yes!"

She beat back the tears of pain and anguish. She pounded the bed beside her to relieve the pain and tension. Her eyes were filled with tears. Her voice was filled with sobs.

"Take it easy," she pleaded, trying to relax her cunt muscles.

He stared down. He had about four inches of his eight-inch cock buried in her tiny, hairy snatch. He could see the folds of her vaginal lips clinging to the sides of his cock while he slowly moved in and out, being very careful not to hurt her. He held her lightly by the butt and eased her up and down on his cock, ever so gently and slowly.

The sight of his huge cock pressing hard against the vaginal lips and disappearing into the tiny hole turned him on.

"I'm gonna give it all to you now, baby!" he rasped, easing her down onto the bed and flopping forward onto her soft body.

She nodded and nestled her asscheeks onto the mattress. Her soft brown eyes were filled with pain-and love.

"Yes, Daddy," she whimpered happily. "Sock it to me! All of it!"

She braced herself for the onslaught.

He shoved. Hard. His huge cock slid all the way into his daughter's tiny cunt!

Karen moaned. She almost fainted. She bit back a cry of pain. She beat a tattoo on his bare back. She grabbed him around the neck. She pushed. She thrashed. She wriggled. She groaned. She moaned. She cried and laughed. She whimpered. She held

on. She accepted his enormous lunges. Unmindful of the pain and tenor, she

moved with him.

Then a wondrous thing happened. She began to adjust to the pounding. Her inner juices lubricated his enormous shaft. The unbearable pain subsided. The slick cock slid in and out of the slick shaft more easily. The enormous rod pushed hard against the velvety inner walls, which now more easily accepted the hostile invasion.

The sheer pain and tenor turned to sheer joy and ecstasy! -

In. Out. Jim pounded his enormous cock into his daughter's tiny cunt. He bounced up and down on her. Her small, taut titties dug into his hairy chest. His mind boggled. He stared in awe at the girl under him.

He experienced a few minor spasms and felt himself building up to a gigantic climax. A nagging thought tugged at his tortured mind. He was fucking a beautiful girl. A kid. A eighteen-year-old kid.

The girl he was fucking so happily and thoroughly was his own daughter!

She stared humbly up at him while he rammed cock into her. The pain had long ago subsided. Her sopping wet cunt now easily accepted his hard, solid lunges. He had reamed her vaginal lips outward until they clung to his plunging cock delightfully. With each power stroke into her cunt, she squealed and moaned with happiness.

She had wondered how it would feel to be fucked by a real man.. Now she knew. She thoroughly enjoyed being raped by her daddy. She enjoyed every fucking inch of his raping rod, and moved upward to accept his strokes.

"Daddy!" she squealed, happily moving around

under him and pounding him on the back, wrapping her legs around his and pulling him in deeper and deeper. "I love you! I love you! Fuck me! Fuck me, Daddy! It feels so good! You've got such a big cock. Oh, wow!"

He obliged. In. Out. He no longer had any thoughts. He was a fucking machine. His big prick was sliding in and out of a wonderful little pussy.

"I'm fucking you, you little slut! You fucking little bitch! My daughter! Move your little cunt up and down and take all of Daddy's big old cock into your tiny cunt!" He sobbed and moaned and pushed mightily up and down, into the ravished cunt

"Oh, Daddy, oh! It's so big! It feels so good! Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me! A~aaa~… ooooooh…"

As the words trailed from her lips, she stopped humping her cute ass up and down to meet her daddy's power strokes. She stopped moving altogether. Her mouth drooped open. Some of the lust and madness ebbed from her happy thoughts. Her flushed face paled.

Jim, noticing that his active partner had suddenly become an inactive and almost inert object, frowned. He had been rapidly approaching a big climax, and hated to be interrupted, or slowed down at such a moment.

"C'mon, baby," he coaxed, easing his big cock in and out of her unmoving pussy, "move your cute ass. Hump that pussy up and down. C'mon, daughter, fuck your daddy…" His voice trailed off when he noticed she was staring past him. Her eyes were filled with shock.

He turned around to take a look at what had shocked her. His lustful eyes

lost their passionate gleam. The lewdness and lust drained from him completely. He lay for a moment, frozen into immobility. His big cock was still buried deep within his daughter's tiny cunt.

His eyes boggled in disbelief. He sobered instantly. The fires of lust and passion which had built up to such a searing climax were suddenly and thoroughly dampened. His throbbing cock which he had jammed deep into his little daughter's pussy began to wilt.

Alice stood at the side of the bed!

Jim was the first to recover. Now completely sober, and no longer in a fucking mood, he withdrew his dangling, sopping wet cock from his daughter's sopping wet pussy, and. with a mighty bound, leaped to his feet on the opposite side of the bed. Unlike his daughter's face, which was pale, his face was hotly flushed.

"Alice, what're you doing home? So early?" He tried to keep the conversation light and casual.

She would have none of it. She sadly shook her head. Her eyes registered disbelief.

Karen, with the resiliency of youth, quickly recovered her aplomb. She'd been startled to see Alice barge in. That had been vaguely part of the plan she'd conjured up, but the, woman's sudden appearance had caught her by surprise, and at the peak of her performance. She knew that in another few minutes Daddy would've been squirting a tremendous load of come into her eager, willing cunt. Being deprived of this pleasure upset her momentarily. Now she smiled inwardly at Alice's discomfort.

"Yeah, how come you're back so soon?" Karen asked impishly.

"Karen!" Jim turned his anguish and embarrassment toward her. He fumbled for words to cover the situation. "Go to your room!" he ordered sternly.

"Do I have to, Daddy?" she murmured, keeping her legs spread wide and toying with her cunt. "We didn't finish what we were doing!"

Shaking his finger at her, he thundered, "Go!"

Karen shrugged. Slowly she got up from the bed. Gathering her slip from the chair where she'd tossed it, she slid into her bedroom slippers, and headed toward the door. En route she passed Alice. She couldn't resist the temptation. She winked lewdly at the horrified young woman and nodded imperceptibly. A smile of triumph was on her pouty lips. She stared boldly at the stepmother she hated.

She closed the door with a bang.

Jim turned anguished eyes toward his wife. He forced a rueful smile.

"That kid!" he murmured, trying to think up excuses for his unusual behavior. "She came in here to continue the talk we were having the other night" he explained haltingly.

"And you wound up in bed with her?" Her big, blue eyes stared unblinkingly.

"I…er…that just kinda happened.."' He tried to come up with alibis. "I got to drinking. We got to talking…"

"Your own daughter!" Alice shook her head. She was still in a state of shock. Normally the sight of a man fucking a girl didn't excite her too much. She and Jim often went to the movies to watch X-rated pictures. She read sex-type magazines, similar to the one she'd uncovered in Karen's bedroom. Pictures of naked men fucking naked girls no longer shocked her.

But this was an exception. This time it was no ordinary run of the mill scene of man fucking girl and girl enjoying getting fucked by man. The scene she had just witnessed was far from ordinary. It had been shocking beyond belief.

She shook her head to clear the shock waves that had settled. The lewd wink and the smile of triumph Karen had flashed at her on the way out jarred her back to reality. She knew the girl hated her, but this much?

She stepped to the closet. She reached in and selected one of her suitcases. She flopped it onto the bed and opened it. She went to her dresser and began removing some of her things. She tossed them into her suitcase.

He stared dumbly. "What're you doing, hon?"

She gave him a glare of sheer, utter contempt. "I'm leaving you, Jim. I'm going home to my parents." She tried to keep her voice calm.

"But you can't do that!" he said, moving toward her;

"Stay away from me, you pervert!" Her voice was shrill, filled with hostility. "Don't you dare touch me!"

"But.., but…" He backed away.

She continued packing her bag. She shook her head from time to time in disbelief. In between tossing things into her suitcase and selecting a few items from the closet to wear, she kept mumbling over and over, "Your own daughter! Your own daughter…"

He tried to think up an answer to her words. An impossible task. There was no logical explanation. No reason for what, he'd done. Alice had caught him in the act. She had caught him fucking Karen. There could be no denying that. He'd had his big cock deeply embedded in his daughter's tiny cunt. He had been savoring the moment, and so had Karen. They had been squealing and bouncing around in sheer ecstasy when Alice had walked in.

There was no denying what had happened. He groped madly around in his mind for something that would stay Alice's flight. Not a germ of an idea came forth. His mind, though now clear, was blank. He could only stare dumbly at her while she finished packing.

"Please don't go," he mumbled when she snapped her bag shut and headed for the bedroom door.

Her only answer was a glare of contempt and a repeat of the line she'd been using ever since she came home. "Your own daughter!"

She slammed the door shut.

He flung himself onto the bed and gave way to sobs. He seldom cried, but at this moment it was the only thing to do. He buried his face in the pillow and let the tears come. He was now completely sober. The enormity of what he had

done finally filtered through to his tortured mind. He couldn't blame Alice for walking out on him.

How could he have been so stupid?

Hearing the sound of the door opening and someone entering the room, he turned around on the bed, a hopeful smile on his face.

The smile drained. It was Karen!

"Oh, it's you!" he said, glaring.

She was still naked. She had apparently been waiting outside and saw Alice leave with her suitcase.

He croaked, "Alice left me, thanks to you!".

Karen beat down a smile of triumph. She sat on the bed near him. She placed a hand on his heaving chest. He was lying on his back. "I'm sorry, Daddy! I guess I got carried away. I mean, seeing you naked and all.. And we were talking about sex. You were going to tell me about girls and boys."

He shook his head. "You tricked me." His eyes were filled with sadness. "I can't understand you, Karen. Why? Why did you do this to me?"

Karen threw herself onto him. "Daddy! Daddy! I'm sorry. It's because I love you so much. I didn't want to share you with-that woman!" She sobbed along with him as though her little heart were broken.

He sighed. Girls always puzzled him. Especially weeping ones. His anger toward her abated.

"I love her, baby. I love you, too. But it's a different kind of love. I shouldn't have done what I was doing to you.." He shuddered and flushed.

"But I wanted you to, Daddy. I coned you. I tricked you into it!"

"I know," he sighed. "But I wanted to do it, baby. You got me so hot." He stoked her bare butt and nestled her closer to his embrace. "You're a damned slut, but I guess I'll have to get used to that." He could feel his prick beginning to harden again.

"Sure, Daddy." She nuzzled deeper into his embrace. She eased her hand down and wrapped it around his limp cock. She felt it harden at her touch. She smiled.

"Alice is gone," he moaned, still stroking her back. "She's left me. She'll never come back. What'll I do? I mean about my job and all?" His spoken thoughts showed his deep anguish and inner turmoil.

"She'll come back," Karen assured him. "Right now she's in a state of shock. She'll get over it," she added, a positive note in her voice.

"Do you think she will?" He eyed her hopefully.

"Of course she will. If she really loves you. Let her cool off for a few days at her mother's. Then call her up. She'll come back. You'll see.

"Gee, I hope so." He hugged her close and kissed her impulsively. "Karen. Karen, baby~ I love you so much. I love her so much. Why can't we get along."

"Maybe we will-in the future. After this little thing clean up."

"What d'ya mean?"

She smiled enigmatically. "Like I mentioned before, Daddy, I guess I could get along fine with Alice, provided you also showed m amp; you loved me."

"But I do, baby. I love you more 'n anything in the world."

"I don't just mean that way. Talking and telling me. I still want you to prove it physically."

"Oh?"

"By fucking me too, Daddy. Alice won't have to know. In the future, we'll make sure we're alone and no chance to get caught. Like now, for instance," she added suggestively.

"You mean after all that's happened tonight, you still want me to fuck

you?" He was appalled.

"Yes, Daddy." She rolled onto her back, spread her legs wide, lifted her knees and held out her hands. "Please, Daddy. Please fuck your little daughter!"

He sighed. Then, noticing that his cock had grown bone hard under her ministrations, he knelt between her widespread legs.