Becky spread her legs so she could lean against me, then kissed my neck, still tittering, her breath washing over my skin. My hands snaked desperately under the skirt and grabbed her butt, fingers digging into the soft flesh and rolling them in circles, then lightly tickling the hole between them. She pitched forward against me and made a noise halfway between a snort and a gasp, her typical exclamation whenever her Daddy ventured near her backdoor. Heat radiated like a furnace against my crotch, my daughter's privates swelling with moisture and excitement, lips sliding against the underside of my cock and coating it with dew from the tight channel between them. Fucking your horny daughter in public is an exquisite pleasure. We had been doing it more and more. She was an enthusiastic lover in any situation, but she had gone wild once she figured out that she didn't have to be home.
She loved it, loved pretending that everything was normal even as her Daddy thrust his prick inside her and filled her with semen until she was dripping. She'd tease me endlessly, getting me hard and keeping me that way until we could find some way to fuck in plain view. My daughter was turning out to be a bit of a risk-taker, but I was more worried; people wouldn't react kindly if they discovered a grown man with his erect prick crammed inside her , even if she was his daughter. But in the end there was nothing so depraved I wouldn't do it when She begged me to. The sweet smell and feel of my sweet daughter rubbing against me was a wave that washed away all my rational objections. I nudged her forehead and she tilted her head back so I could bury her lips in a long kiss, pressing against the vulnerable little lips as they parted and tasting the nectar inside as our tongues darted to meet each other. Twin jets of hot air blasted my cheek, She breathing heavily through her nose as we kissed. She was moving against me on her own, and a long, low moan was beginning to rumble in her throat. If I pushed my dick into her tight pussy right now I would explode. I had to back off.
My hands burrowed under her dress again, moving up from her butt, rubbing the smooth skin of her back. I needed to dial her up a bit higher so she could cum too. Silky yellow fabric rustled as my daughter wiggled under her Daddy's expert touch, hands moving under her clothing like hungry ferrets seeking the sweet spots of her body. My daughter was a well-oiled engine purring against my body, lubrication dripping in anticipation of our connection. The pounding heart in her chest and the rushing gasps against my skin were her gauges, broadcasting the mounting desire of her body to her loving Daddy through intimate vibrations. I balanced on the brink, staving off orgasm, and focused everything on the trembling girl in my hands. She arched her spine and swayed against me when I brushed her navel above the clit, the shudder that started in her chest rippling down through her stomach and crotch until her thighs were shaking against mine.
She loved that. I knew my daughter like my own body, knew every delicious inch of her both inside and out. I left one hand rubbing feverish circles at her hip and pushed up with the other to her nipples. Her skin flexed and tensed under my fingers, spasming from the pleasure of her Daddy's attention. I tickled her right nipple, flicking the little bead and feeling it harden before giving it a gentle twist. A slight jerk of her shoulder, and she broke our kiss and pushed her head against my chest, nibbling lightly at my shirt with her eyes closed. Shae was an open book to me, a map I could navigate effortlessly. Brushing her sides under her armpits, squeezing the skin and thumbing her nipples in tandem, I felt her flex against me, harder this time. We fit together, a perfect compliment, Daddy and daughter conjoined in blissful union. I pulled the dress up into a bunch above her waist to get more room and gripped her hips with my palm.
Pushing and pulling, I moved her hips, working her pelvis into a rhythm that brushed my cock in a long slide against the tight folds of her juicy pussy, letting it feel the rigid proof of my love. She responded with a shaky gasp, hands rubbing up my forearms and then wrapping around my chest. There is no connection more loving, more intimate than that of a father for his loving daughter. Years ago She had given everything to me, and I had done the same for her, holding nothing back. I pushed up her hips to prove it again, gripping my cock at the base and angling it up into her slippery furrow. Her delicate lips parted around my glans, like the arms of a lover, and I held still with my meat poised at the entrance of her pussy.
How could a father do less than give his daughter everything he had to give? She looked down and angled forward into position, ready to accept her Daddy's loving cock. The telltale muscle in her throat quivered in anticipation, then she looked up into my eyes, and I saw the wordless message in her gaze. She was ready. Gripping heat engulfed me as I slipped my prick inside my daughter, coming in gentle pulses of warm waves that rippled in the walls of her channel. She bit her lip in tension. I pushed forward a bit farther, testing the give of her wet pussy, but she suddenly dropped her head against my chest with a gasp, her long hair hiding her face. I stopped. My sweet daughter would never be anything but a tight fuck. I had been very careful, helping her along and not going too quick or too deep for her to handle. Over time she learned to relax and fit more of her Daddy's dick inside her. It had been a special day for us both when I was able to fit all 8 inches in her pink wet hole.
Holding my hand on her back, dick quivering like a tuning fork, I waited for her breathing to steady. It did. I pushed farther, working in gentle thrusts into my daughter’s pussy. As familiar as my daughter's body was, I'd never tire of it, never get bored of rubbing all her delightful private places and then pushing my leaking prick into whichever hole seemed the most fun and leaving a load of her Daddy's sperm inside. She wiggled against me, hips jerking side-to-side, as she tried to work me deeper in, and I let my fingers roam free to explore the beautiful landscape of my daughter, cupping the back of her neck and squeezing their way down her back and chest, playing with her nipples, gliding across her flat tummy and the adorable divot of her belly button before slipping their perverted way into the creases of her nether regions. The milking, squeezing, sucking sensation ringed my bulging cock, coaxing it farther into my daughter's body.
I pushed her down roughly, slamming her pelvis against mine, and surrendered to the hurricane of jerking muscles as I sent a greasy fountain of juices up into my own daughter’s womb. Pussy muscles rippled frantically around the hot splashes of her Daddy's cum, and I felt her legs and stomach tense up as she thundered into her own orgasm. We bucked together, making a rubbing noise against the bench, and She yelped briefly before I could clamp my hand over her mouth and hold her down. Our bodies carried each other along, the heat of our shared pleasure blossoming in the sweaty space between our bare navels. It wasn't until I had emptied a dozen jets of hot batter into my daughter’s tight wet hole and my testicles were wilting like a pair of old raisins that I could calm the giddy maelstrom in my brain and pay attention to my surroundings.
More to come
Part 5
“Marla had been watching the view from the window with me, when she leaned her head back and whispered in my ear, "Quick Daddy, put your cock in me". I gulped. "Shae, we can't do this here." "Sure we can Daddy. This long skirt is perfect. Once you're inside me, it will just look like I'm sitting on your lap." I looked around furtively. Nobody was paying attention. The girl across from us was looking out the window. Nobody could see us.
I pressed my hands against my daughter's butt, lifting her slightly, then reached underneath to unbuckle my pants, freeing my prick to slap upwards against her warm butt. Feeling under her skirt to push her panties aside, I found myself rubbing bare pussy lips speckled with dew. She grinned back at me. No panties, again. I had seen that hungry grin a thousand times, the burning desire sparkling deep in her eyes, begging, pleading, demanding the pleasure of her Daddy inside her, filling her up, completing her. A single horny look from my daughter could command an inexorable force that boiled my insides until I could finally release my love into the tight confines of my daughter's body. I don't know how she did it, how she could enthrall me so fully with a single urgent word or glance - I just knew that when my little daughter's expression said "Fuck Me", I did it. My fingers fumbled twice before I could wrap them around my massive erection and line it up to my daughter's dripping hole. A shudder raced up my spine as my glans slid across her pussy lips and dipped between them, nestling comfortably at her entrance.
Marla looked forward, cheeks twitching, as she wiggled her hips to adjust her pelvis, and I grabbed her hips under the skirt, steadying her body for penetration, and gently pressed her down. Ohhhhhh god, did that feel good, having my daughter's velvet pussy wrapped around my cock again. Shae sat perfectly upright with her hands resting on her knees, her only motion the gentle, imperceptible sinking into my lap as I struggled to squeeze the first couple inches of my prick into her tunnel. Moist flesh parted and slid over my cockhead, gripping it with delicious warmth, but then hit some resistance. Her pussy was just so tight, and being upright instead of on her back made it harder. I wished I had some lube to use like we did in the bedroom. Marla worked her hips back and forth slightly, deliberately relaxing and trying to spread her legs more, and she let out a muffled squeak as another inch of her Daddy's cock pushed inside her.
Her slippery pussy walls massaged me under the skirt, spidering out into tendrils of electric pleasure that raced up and down my cock. Resting my hands on the waistband of her skirt, I tried to pretend nothing was out of the ordinary, that I didn't have my cock stuffed in my daughter right here in front of all her friends and half the school in bus. The students shouted and screamed, oblivious, while the teachers at the front of the bus tried in vain to keep some kind of order. A low groan rumbled involuntarily in my throat, swallowed by the cacophony, as the gripping suction of my daughter's pussy beckoned me farther into the tiny space, encouraging my aching prick with heated spasms. Surreptitiously, I reached under the coarse fabric of her skirt again, finding her soft bottom and squeezing, then smelling her hair as she leaned back against me. I could feel her heart racing under the blouse, her breath quickening, as her Daddy penetrated farther into tunnel, cramming another inch of engorged meat inside.
Marla squeaked and jumped slightly, sinking even deeper onto my buried prick. I tried to steady her at the hips without being obvious. "No more secrets! You told me you have a boyfriend. You told Becky you have a boyfriend. But none of us have met him! You'd better tell us who it is or you'll get the liar treatment!" Becky gripped the top of the seat as she sat backwards, leaning to stare challengingly at Marla , who held absolutely still on my prick. My daughter kept up her poker face. Slowly, I began to lower Marl down again, her wet cunt engulfing my dick inch by inch. I could feel her legs tighten and her arms shake as her cunt lips gripped the tense skin of my prick, sucking it inward and coating it with excited moisture. Gently, imperceptibly, I worked her back and forth, finally bottoming out in my daughter. She played her part perfectly.
I could feel her pussy going wild, muscles spasming back and forth, legs clenching and loosening in time with the spasms in her crotch, but her face remained stony, betraying nothing to her friends as her Daddy fucked her in front of them. Marla loved having her pussy filled in public, loved teasing me until I found some way to cram my cock in her without anybody noticing. This was the most exciting place I had ever fucked her though, in front of all her friends and teachers. My cock swelled, burning with heated friction against her pussy walls, spreading it wide and filling her up.
Marla gave no outward clue to the excitement going on between her legs, but I saw her give a slight wink to the girl. Maybe another friend. The bus turned off the highway onto the side roads, heading for the zoo. The concrete was in terrible shape, and the bus lurched ferociously up and down. Marla clamped her legs together in front, and I took the opportunity to bounce her up and down on my cock, working it in and out of my daughter's snatch, while being careful not to overdo our motions. I would push my prick into her with each heave of the bus, then gently hold her up, my hands under her skirt and supporting her bottom, letting her cunt lips glide over my shaft as I slowly pulled out, before the next hitch slammed me up into her again. Marla was trembling, giving tight gasps, inaudible over the creaking vehicle, and a fresh flood of juices coated my prick, signaling her imminent climax.
We were going through a shady spot covered with trees, filling the bus with darkness, and I took the opportunity to snake a hand up inside my daughter's blouse, rubbing and pinching her erect nipples, attacking her most sensitive spot with thirsty zeal. I wished I could kiss her, that I could wrap my hand around her throat and pull her head back against my shoulder, burying her lips under the pressing need of her Daddy's passion until she couldn't breath, but I focused on the humming tune of my girl's insides instead, cycling through her body in a silent current that swelled to a roar from the energy of her Daddy's pumping cock in her belly.
I could feel it in her body as if it were my own, mounting into a rumbling orgasm, a buzzing heat that fed back into my own body through a thousand intimate signals: the fingers curling against my thighs, the bite of her lip to silence the yelp of a particularly powerful bounce, the fluttering mass of muscles reverberating wildly on the tightened drum of my cock like a symphony. We were in sync, orgasms swelling up into a shared wave, consummating the perfect passion of the cherished bond that exists between every father and his daughter. Her back flexed against my chest, her hand fumbled for mine and our fingers locked, and we tumbled over the edge together, exploding into a wild bliss that lanced like lightning through the stiff coupling of our bodies. Nobody noticed our abrupt gasps, the shuddering jerks against the motions of the school bus of the man in the rear seat with his daughter on his lap, her skirt spread out and blouse bulging from the hand groping around inside it, both pretending to look out the window as they soared in a shared ecstasy that blossomed from their carnal connection.
Juices gushed from Marla’s pussy in a wave, dribbling down to pool on my testicles, and wild geysers of cum fountained in needle jets up into my daughter's spasming pussy. Our genitals traded liquid passion, drinking each other's fluids until the joyful haze of euphoria peaked and finally began to fade as our shared orgasm ebbed away. We came out of the shadow of the trees and the bus was flooded with sunlight again. My cock was back in my pants. My daughter was sitting on my lap, shirt straightened, skirt tucked primly under her instead of spread out. Her pussy was flooded with a fresh load of her Daddy's cum, but there was no way of knowing that just from looking at her.“
“ Kaylee: "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Fuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkkkk!" I hissed as my dad tongue swirled around my swollen clit. "Mmmmmmmmmm Kiarra, you always taste so sweet!" He groaned as he began to work his tongue deep into Kiarra tight little pussy. Daddy tongue was sending Kiarra into orbit as her body convulsed and shuddered uncontrollably. Kiarra didn't know where dad learned to eat pussy but Kiarra was a very lucky girl if she was a regular recipient of his tongue. His tongue explored every single inch of her soaking wet pussy. He sucked and slurped enthusiastically on her lips and clit as his fingers rubbed against her opening. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh god yeeeeeesssssssssssssss!" She moaned as she felt his fingers digging into her tight little pussy. Her ass lifted up off the bed as she ground against his mouth and fingers. Her body shuddered as she reached an orgasm that ripped through her body. It had been too long since she felt like this. Felt like a woman. His mouth and fingers were absolute magical and she was cumming again and again causing her pussy juices to pour from her opening.
Kiarra: Daddy, was relentless after he started fucking me, his daughter. He fucked me more than all the guys I had fucked together. He would make me go to the garage, downstairs, out for errands in the car an anytime momma left the house he was either fucking me or making me suck his dick. Don't get me wrong, I loved it. He always made me cum and his dick was much thicker than some of the guys I'd been fucking. When the guys fucked me it was just so they could cum. Daddy adored everything about me. My body, my pussy, my mouth an yes, my ass. He fucked my ass the first time he had me alone for several hours. He had to wait until momma went to visit her sister. She was gonna help her sister get ready for a garage sale. So, she was gone all day. Daddy couldn't wait. He said, "Okay, I want that ass an I've waited long enough for it so, take off your clothes for me. He sat down in the chair and watched me taking off my clothes as he stroked his dick