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Chapter One

Daddy\'s Little Girl

Cradling baby Chrissy in her arms, she could feel the infant\'s mouth sucking and pulling at her breast and nipple as she looked out at the ocean passing beneath them. Chrissy was five months old and this was her first visit to the States. Becca had decided it was time for the family to meet her, so she had taken off, leaving her husband, Bobby behind. He was working in the oil fields of the North Sea and couldn\'t afford to take off as all the derricks were going full tilt, sucking the black gold out. The price of crude being what it was, they had to keep the flow going to enrich the coffers of the oil company magnates.

But she couldn\'t really complain too much as her husband was well compensated for his part in bringing the oil up out of the sea floor. So well, in fact, she didn\'t have to work and could stay home and care for the baby.

The baby continued to suckle her breast under the towel she had draped over her to hide the hideous display of breast-feeding from the flying public. She couldn\'t understand the view of some of the people now days. Maybe the prim and proper women with tiny titties were jealous of the much larger, fuller breasts of nursing women. Whatever, she thought it ridiculous.

The screech of the tires on the tarmac brought her back to the present and frightened little Chrissy who she started to bawl. Great ending to a great flight, Becca thought to herself, trying to quiet the infant. She had finally gotten Chrissy calmed down by the time the big aircraft pulled up to the disembarking ramp. She quickly breezed through Customs, much to her surprise and then it was down to the luggage carousel where she happily saw her whole family waiting for her; Mom, dad, grandparents, more grandparents, uncles, aunts and a sprinkling of cousins all gathered around her. Good thing I fed her, because I probably won\'t see her for hours.

. Everyone seemed to look about the same as when she had last seen them, except her father who was now, she had to stop and think. Forty-two, she thought. He seemed to have only gotten more handsome. About six-foot two or so, with his George Clooneyish good looks and muscular build. But that was probably because she\'d always had this thing for him, ever since she was thirteen. She\'d just never had the courage to act on it, even though, now she now sickly wished she had.

The family swooped her up off they went. They had a gala spread for her at the house with just about every kind of food imaginable and everyone wanted to hold little Chrissy. But after about an hour of this, Chrissy decided she\'d had enough and began to get a wee bit cranky.

\Nap time,\ Becca declared, taking her and heading for her old bedroom which had been converted into a guest room complete with crib and all. With Chrissy gone, the family started to drift off, returning to their homes until only her mom, Helana, her dad, Josh and her father\'s grandparents, the Walkers remained.

\It\'s been a hectic five months,\ Becca declared as they sat around having tea.

\We know it has,\ grandmother Gertrude chimed in. \And so, we want you to leave little Chrissy with Bill and I, while you, your mom and dad go up to the cabin for a little vacation.\

\Oh, I don\'t know if I can do that,\ Becca objected, but wishing it could be so. \She used to breast feeding and all.\

\Oh, I doubt a couple or three days of formula will stunt her growth,\ Gertrude smiled benevolently. \We really think you deserve a little break.\

\Oh, I guess.if you all think it is really okay,\ Becca finally conceded, thinking she could really use a couple of days off.

\Good then, it\'s settled,\ her father Josh said. \You and I will run up to the cabin tomorrow and your mom can join us on Friday.

Whoa! Wait a minute here, she dementedly thought! Her and her father, all alone in the cabin for a day and a night! That might lead to something. Something dangerous, she giddily thought.

Grandpa Bill and grandma Gertrude picked up Chrissy around eleven o\'clock. Chrissy seemed quite content to go with them, putting Becca at ease.

She and her father departed around one, knowing that it was a two-hour drive up to the cabin.

\You\'re awfully quiet,\ he said as they drove along.

\Just thinking about something,\ she told him, trying to think of a way to approach him without making him think she was a whore or a slut or something.

\Something bad?\ he naively asked.

\No! No, something good.I think,\ she said, giving him a weak smile.

\You need any help?\ he wanted to know.

\No, I don\'t think so,\ she said, turning and looking out at the passing countryside.

\Well, if you do,\ he grinned, \you know you can come to me.\

\Yes, Daddy, I know,\ she murmured. \And I will. It looks like it\'s getting colder.\

\Yeah, it is,\ he said, speeding up just a little bit and turning up the heat. \Looks like there\'s all the ingredients for some nasty fog this afternoon, too.\

They continued the trip in silence and finally pulled up at the little cabin around three o\'clock. He had been right, she thought, as she could see fog starting to form up in the woods. It looked like it was going to be a dank, foggy afternoon, she thought.

\I\'ll get the bags,\ he told her, opening his door. \And I\'ll get us a fire going to take away the chill. You just unlax and do whatever you want to do.\

\Thanks, daddy,\ she smiled. \You\'re the greatest.\

\Aw, now, you\'re trying to make me blush,\ he guffawed, hurrying back to the bib and throwing it open.

Stepping out of the car, she watched him struggle into the house with their luggage. She slowly stepped up the stairs onto the porch. Turning, she stood studying the forest, wondering if her decision was the right one. Right? How could seducing your father be the right thing? But was it the right thing between the two of them, she dementedly asked herself? No one else ever had to know, so that wasn\'t the problem. It was strictly between the two of them and could he accept that they were two consenting adults and leave it there without going into its wrongness. The wrongness of an incestuous relationship between them?

The tendrils of fog drifted through the woods like ghosts of the past, she thought. Ghosts of their past come to pay their last respects, knowing she was about to slay their innocence? Closer and closer they drew, encircling the cabin with their misty presence. It was as if they were reaching out to her. Trying to tell her of the wrong of she was about to commit.

Finally, cold and fearful of their presence, she shivered, wrapping her arms around herself and quickly stepped into the cabin.

\The fog\'s starting to get pretty thick out there,\ she said, seeing that he had a nice fire going in the fireplace.

\I can see,\ he said, looking out the window. \But I\'ve got a fire going. So you can go in and change into something more comfortable if you would like. The cabin will be nice and warm pretty soon. We can talk over old times. I\'ll get a bottle of wine and get the kitchen cook stove going so we can have some stew later.\

Strangely, Becca felt a little like a traitor as she trudged into the bedroom. A traitor who was about to betray the love and trust they had built over the long years. And for what? Some sick fantasy of hers? She could feel herself teetering on dropping it and just spending a quiet, intimate evening with her father, talking of old times.

\No, damn it,\ she cursed out loud behind the closed door. \I\'m going to do it. Do it now! To hell with what everyone else thinks. I\'ve wanted it for so long! Now I\'m going to have it.have HIM!\

Quickly, she undressed down to her panties and pulled a short, red kimono out of her suitcase. Holding it out in front of her, she ran her eyes up and down it. Well, if he doesn\'t get the idea from this, then I\'m all wrong, she told herself. Pulling it on, she deliberately jerked the two edges of the gown over each other in the front and tied the red silk belt around her waist to hold it together. Then, she gently pulled the edges loose over the swell of her breasts, so that when she leaned over, the edges would drop open to reveal the mountainous peaks underneath it. And down below, the gown barely covered her ample ass with the hem only a couple of inches below where the swell of her butt joined her long legs. And to enhance that, it was slit up the sides almost to her waist, so that every movement she made, a flash of smooth, white skin and sheer red panties would show.

Reaching back into her suitcase, she pulled out a pair of red, five-inch stilettos with spike heels. This ought to add the kicker, she laughed to herself reaching down and pulling one on as her silk kimono billowed open just as she had planned. Smiling, she watched her tits jiggle as she wrapped the narrow red strap around her ankle and fastened the tiny, sparkling, silver buckle. Quickly, she reached over and buckled the other strap around her trim ankle.

Taking a deep breath, she strolled over to the door, her heels sexily pinging off the cabin\'s hardwood floors. Quickly opening it, she stepped through the doorway and saw that her father was standing with his back to the fireplace warming himself. His eyes flared open as he gawked at her, running his eyes up and down her body.

\Uh.Wow!\ he muttered, his eyes finally stopping on her big tits that were freely bobbling under the thin silk.

\Do you like it,\ she smiled, slowly walking toward him with an exaggerated roll of her hips as her spiked heels clopped loudly, drawing his attention down to them.

\Uh, yeah, uh.but.and heels?\ he stammered.

\Just for you, Daddy,\ she said in her sultriest voice, stopping at the coffee table where she saw a half empty bottle of wine and two full glasses.

Leaning over, she felt her red, silk kimono drop open to reveal the dangling treasures underneath. Even without looking, she could feel her father\'s eyes fondling her breasts, caressing them with perverted fascination.

With catlike grace, she moved to the couch and eased herself down onto it, pulling one leg up under her, she left the other languorously stretched out before her. Taking a sip of her wine, she openly studied her father as he finally regained a modicum of composure and reached for his wine.

\I\'ve waited twenty years for this,\ she murmured, dropping her eyes down to the growing bulge thrusting out against the front of his pants.

\Waiting? Waiting for what? What? What do you mean?\ he choked out, nervously dropping his hand down in front of his pants to cover his growing arousal.

\For a day like today.you and I alone.with me finally all grown up,\ she purred. \All grown up and capable of making my own decisions. Me, a grown up woman and you.you a man!\

\I don\'t.you.what do you.\ he groaned out aimlessly, unable to finish his sentence.

\I couldn\'t do anything before. I didn\'t want to get you in trouble if we had got caught. But now, there is nothing to stop me.stop us. We\'re all alone.just you and me.\

Then she slowly rose to her feet and lazily walked over to the window. Stopping before it, she stared out at the fog that now completely surrounded the house, shutting them off from the outside world. It was almost as if the fog was now their ally. Standing guard, shielding them from any prying eyes that might chance upon them. Hiding them so they could perform their perversion without fear of discovery.

\See the fog,\ she said, turning and smiling at him. \It won\'t let anyone come. It won\'t let anyone interrupt us. We can do anything we want. Anything.\

\My, God, Becca, are you.\ he cried out.

\Yes.you.you and me,\ she murmured, slowly stepping up to him and taking his hand in hers. \Come.\

Pulling him over to the couch, she roughly pushed him down onto it and set her empty glass down on the coffee table. Then with a rough jerk, she untied her kimono. Shrugging her shoulders, she let it slide down her arms into puddle at her feet.

\Oh, God, Baby!\ her father gasped, his eyes flitting up and down her body in swift, hungry sweeps, trying to take in every majestic swell and curve.

\We\'re both adults now, Daddy! Consenting adults!\ she murmured, slowly easing down to her knees between his legs. \No one can stop us.I want you.I\'ve always wanted you.do you want me?\

\God! God! YES!\ he groaned out, watching her slowly push his belt through its buckle.

\What? What do you want to do to me, Daddy?\ she whispered, unbuttoning his pants.

\Everything! Do everything to you!\ he cried out as she found the zipper tab of his fly and slowly eased it down.

\I want to be your love slave, Daddy,\ she said, slowly spreading his pants open.

\Yes.yes.I will be your Master,\ he choked out as she dug her fingers down into the opening of his shorts.

\Yes,\ she hissed, wrapping her fingers around the hot shaft of the rock-hard meat that she found inside his shorts. \Take me as yours to do with as you want.\

Pulling the giant cock out into the open, she stared at the thing she had dreamed of so often. It was even bigger and more beautiful that she had imagined it would be. It made Bobby\'s cock seem like a number two pencil in comparison.

\Suck it! Suck it,\ he suddenly ordered her as she gawked down at it. \Suck on your Daddy\'s cock!\

\Yes, Daddy, yes! Becca wants to suck on Daddy\'s big cock,\ she blathered out, dropping her head and hungrily sucking his twitching peter into her mouth.

Loudly slurping and sucking on the column of meat jutting up out of his shorts, she felt his hands on the back of her head, pushing her down onto him.

\Harder-harder-suck harder,\ he panted as his hips began to bounce up and down, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth.

\Um-huh,\ she choked out around the giant slab of meat in her mouth as she attacked it.

\WHAT? BECCA WHAT ARE YOU DOING?\ she heard her father growl out.

What? What did he mean, she groggily wondered, but continued to suck and pull on his cock with her hungry mouth.

Then she felt his fingers dig down into her hair and jerk her head up, pulling her sucking mouth off his giant, spit-covered cock.

\Becca is such a BAD girl,\ he admonished her. \Becca is such a BAD, BAD girl!\

\Huh? What? What do you mean?\ she muttered staring at him in confusion.

\Don\'t you think Becca is a bad girl for sucking on Daddy\'s cock like that?\ he asked her, a cynical smile forming on his face. \Don\'t you think that Becca should be punished for doing something so bad to Daddy\'s cock?\

\Yes.yes, Becca was bad for sucking on Daddy\'s cock,\ she mumbled, still confused by her father\'s deranged actions but deciding to go along with him.

\Stand up,\ he demanded.

\Yes, Daddy!\ she exclaimed, quickly pushing up to her feet.

\Now, Becca needs to pull down her panties,\ he leered, watching her.

Becca quickly slipped her panties down her long legs. This was different, she giddily thought. As a child, he hadn\'t asked her to pull down her panties.

\Yes, Daddy,\ she muttered standing before father with her panties wrapped around her ankles, her bald pussy staring her father in the face.

\Oh, oh, Becca is a really bad girl,\ her father declared, staring at her cleanly shaven cunt. \She has shaved all the hair off her pussy. Just like sluts do. Becca is so bad!\

\Yes.yes.Daddy, Becca is a very bad girl,\ she whispered.

\Now, since Becca is so bad, what do you think Daddy should do to teach her to not be bad?\ he asked her with a lecherous smile playing across his lips.

Suddenly, it all snapped together for Becca.

\Becca needs to be spanked, Daddy,\ she murmured. \Daddy needs to spank Becca and teach her what is right!\

She remembered that when she was a child, her father\'s choice of discipline had always been spanking. Whenever she would err, he would call her into his den and tell her what she had done wrong and ask her what she thought he should do. Knowing that she was going to get a spanking anyway, she would always tell him a spanking. Then, even from the age of six, the routine would be the same. He would tell her to bend over his lap with her butt thrust up in the air. Then he would spank her with his hand for the number of times he felt the crime warranted. This had gone on until she was thirteen. Then one day, after she had purposefully misbehaved so he would give her another spanking, he called her into his den and told her to bend down over his legs. She had and he was about to spank her, but on that fateful day, her mother had interrupted the discipline session. And her mother had told her father that perhaps it was time to find another mode of discipline as Becca was getting a little big to receive such punishment.

Her father had given in to her mother\'s wishes and that was the last of the spankings.Until today, she giddily thought.

\Becca is right! Becca needs a spanking to teach her right from wrong.Bend over, Becca,\ her father ordered snapping her out of her reverie.

\Yes, Daddy,\ she said, leaning down over his legs, her belly resting on his thighs.

She could feel her big tits dangling down beside his thighs as he rested his hand on her back, forcing her down onto his legs.

Then, as she looked down at her breasts, she saw that her excitement had caused them to start drippng milk.

Then she felt the first smack of his palm on her big, round butt. She was surprised. The slap, if one could call it that was more of a caress than a spank. It hardly stung at all.

But the second and third were delivered with a little more force, reddening the smooth skin of her white ass.

\Harder, Daddy, harder,\ she complained, thrusting her ass higher up in the air. \Becca was a bad, bad girl for sucking on Daddy\'s cock like that.\

The next two pops really stung as her father left the imprint of his hand on the perfectly smooth skin of her ass.

\Now can Becca be a good little girl?\ she heard her father ask for what seemed to be the thousandth time as that was the way he always ended the sessions.

\Yes-Yes, Daddy!\ she giggled, pushing herself up off his legs. \Becca will be a good girl. Now can Becca suck on Daddy\'s cock again? Suck on it and make Daddy come in Becca\'s mouth?\

\NO!\ her father growled.

\No? Why not, Daddy? Doesn\'t Daddy like for Becca to suck on his pee-pee?\ she asked, a questioning frown on her face.

\Yes.yes, Daddy likes Becca to suck on his pee.his cock! But Daddy wants to put his cock in Becca\'s pussy.put his cock in Becca\'s pussy and give Becca a baby,\ he grunted.

\Daddy wants to make a baby in Becca\'s belly?\ she asked, her mind churning with the fiery implications of what he had said.

He wanted to give her a child. Another child. But one created out of their incestuous communion.

\Oh, Daddy! You want to give my your child?\ she clamored, like a child finding the gift she had always wanted under the Christmas tree.

\Our child, Becca,\ he told her, standing and pulling her into his arms. \Our child.\

\Oh, Daddy,\ she was barely able to gush out before his mouth covered hers.

A BABY! He wanted to give her a baby, she feverishly thought as they hungrily kissed. A baby.their baby.their child! It would be their way of thumbing their nose at the world. It would be their baby and no one would know. Everyone would think it was Bobby\'s. Yet, they would know. She and her father would know. Know that is was theirs. Their proof of the incestuous bond they had created on this day of guiltless sin.

Finally, they broke the kiss.

Quickly dropping to her knees at his feet, she groveled before him, slipping his shoes off. Fumbling with his socks, she hurriedly jerked them off and as he lifted one foot, she pulled his pants and shorts off over it. Then lifting his other foot, he let her finish the task of undressing him as he had already pulled his shirt off and thrown it on the couch.

\Oh, Daddy,\ he murmured, grabbing hold of his jutting cock and quickly sucking it into her mouth.

\No! NO!\ he growled, reaching down and pushing her head back, disengaging her mouth from his stiff prick. \In your pussy.I must come in your pussy.Make a baby in your belly.give you my child.our child.\

\Yes, Daddy.she gushed, pulling herself to her feet and stepping out of her panties. \Fuck Becca.fuck Becca and make Becca pregnant.with Daddy\'s baby.with our baby.\

Like two teenagers on their honeymoon, they clambered over to the cabin\'s only bedroom, Becca\'s high heels clopping loudly on the floor.

Just before they got to the door, Josh bent down and swept her up into his arms. Symbolically, he carried her across the threshold and gently dumped her down onto the waiting bed.

Like they were spring-loaded, her legs flew apart, opening herself to him completely as she scooted back to the center of the bed. In a heartbeat, he was over her on his hands and knees, crawling up between her outstretched legs, his giant cock impatiently bobbing up and down above her vulnerable womanhood.

THIS IS IT, she giddily thought, frantically reaching for his giant cock and bending it down toward her drooling cunt. Her father was going to fuck her.finally! Fuck her and give her his baby! What could be any more dementedly perverted than that? Other than the fact, she wanted him to do it?

Pushing the head of his cock, which looked almost as large as a big, purple tennis-ball down between the gorged lips of her cunt, she fitted it on the opening of her juice-slickened vagina.

\Push it in, Daddy.push your big cock into Becca\'s little pussy.make a baby in Becca\'s pussy!\ she babbled, thrusting herself against him and trying to get his cock inside her.

\Beccaaaaaaa,\ he groaned, dipping his hips and sliding his entire cock down into the sucking hole between her widespread legs.

\Oh, Daddy.you\'re fucking me.your fucking Becca\'s pussy with your big, beautiful cock,\ she jabbered, kicking her legs up into the air, wrapping her thighs around his waist and locking her ankles together.

\Oh, God, my Baby,\ he cursed as his hips began to fly back and forth with wild abandon, while his cock ravaged her clutching, sucking cunt.

Becca had never been fucked with such passion.such naked emotion. Not even on her wedding night with Bobby. Although her first time with Bobby had been a glorious, fiery crescendo of excitement, this was so different. This was a wild fire. A wild fire, burning totally out of control. Burning through their bodies and souls, leaving total devastation in its wake as their bodies clashed together like battling titans.

His giant cock ravaged her vulnerability. Plundering her sacred temple, desecrating it and stealing her innocence and purity. He and his cock were now totally without conscience.

As his cock reamed her pussy, it was splattering her thick, gooey juices all over his hairy thighs, mixing with the sweat that was pouring off him. And as her big tits sloshed up and down, milk was flying from them, coating his hairy chest with its whiteness where if dripped back down onto her flopping tits. Now they were both covered in a milky froth from the waist up while the goo flowing from her pussy was also being churned into a gooey mess down below.

He couldn\'t last much longer, she feverishly told herself as she felt her own release rapidly forming down inside the clutching core of her cunt. Tensing her muscles, she thrust herself back at him, meeting his every savage down stroke with an equally reckless up stroke of her own. The loud, wet slap of their bodies that filled her ears, somehow sickly reminded her of the spankings she had received at the hands of the man who was now fucking her. Her father.and now her lover.

His breath was now coming in gasping pants as he frantically rocked back and forth above her.

\FUCKKKKkkkkkk!\ he suddenly gasped out as his back arched, driving his cock down into her pussy as deep as it would go.

\Yesssssssss!\ she hissed out, thrusting herself against him, grinding her pussy up against his groin as it sucked on the imbedded barb.

Then she felt it. His cock gave a mighty lurch and she felt a thick, hot gush of his cum spew out into her pussy. He was coming in her. He was giving her their baby. Suddenly, she was drowning in a wash of pure ecstasy as her body spasmed and shook. The beast buried down inside the sheath of her cunt kicked and kicked as it spurted out what seemed like gallons of his lethal semen into her hungry, all consuming pussy. Clenching her tight pussy down around his spewing giant, she sucked out his pearly load of cum as it poured out into her like a river of sperm-filled semen. Staring up at her father, she saw that his eyes were squeezed shut as tears leaked out of them and ran down his bristly cheeks.

\Oh-God-oh-God-oh-God!\ he gasped out as his peter kept pumping out more and more cum into her convulsing cunt.

He must have had gallons of the gooey cream stored inside his big, dangling balls, she dizzily thought. But that was her last rational thought as her brain ceased to function, fried by the fiery passion sparking through it.

She didn\'t know how long it had lasted, but it seemed like hours when at last, she felt his cock\'s final, little twitch as the last drops of his pearly semen trickled out into her overflowing pussy.

Finally, his teary eyes opened and he looked down at her. She had never seen such a look of love as the passion of the moment flowed between them. Then he leaned down and slowly licked up her milk-covered breast leaving a trail of bare skin behind it. Then he slowly eased his cum-slathered cock back down the goo-filled channel of her pussy. At last, with a sick, wet slurp, it slithered out of her cunt followed by a gush of thick, white goo.

\Tired.so tired,\ he murmured as she stretched her arm out so she could cradle him to her breast as he dropped down beside her.

Pulling him to her breast, she watched his lips find her leaking nipple and slowly suck it inside his mouth. She could feel the flow of milk start as her breast began to tingle. Cradling his head in her arm, she pulled him to her as he suckled her breast, pulling its milky treasure from it. She had never felt such love for any man as she watched him gently suck out her creamy milk. After a few moments, she saw that a white, frothy coating of milk covered his lips as he consumed her milk. But she felt the strength of his sucking weaken until it stopped altogether as he fell asleep. Her puffy, oozing nipple slowly reappeared as it slipped out from between his lips.

She lay listening to her father\'s soft snores for several moments before she slowly eased her arm out from under him and laid his head down on the bed. He made some intelligible mumble but continued to sleep as she sat up and dropped her shoes down onto the floor. Quickly, she reached down and pulled the covers over him and tip-toed out of the room.

Stepping over to the couch, she picked up her kimono and slipped it on. Then she warmed herself in front of the fire as she thought back on what had just happened.

Her father had just fucked her. Fucked her and implanted her with his seed. Somehow, she knew that the seed had already began to grow inside her. Her father\'s baby was forming inside her. Forming itself into a baby. What would it be, she sickly wondered? A boy like him? A girl like her? Which would it be? Or would it be both?

Whichever, she thought, she would love it more than ever. It was her father\'s gift to her. His everlasting gift to her.

Stepping over to the window, she stood watching the misty fog ebb and flow around the house. It was almost as if it knew what they had done as it swirled in a mirthful dance before her. It knew that she had killed the innocence she and her father had once shared. But that innocence hadn\'t been as pure as the driven snow as she had pretended to herself. She had known all along, the spankings her father had inflicted on her were more than just discipline. And just thinking about it was getting her all hot and itchy down between her legs again as she ran her hand down and found her tingling clit.

She teased herself for several moments before she finally moved her hand away. Stepping over to the kitchen stove, she saw that there was still a nice bed of red coals glowing in it. Re-stoking the fire, she set about fixing their supper and soon there was a happy stew merrily bubbling away on top of the stove.

Savoring the meaty fragrance of the stew as if filled the small cabin, she refilled her glass and stepped back over to the window. Slowly sipping on her wine, she watched the fog move in and out of the trees, not noticing that her father was slinking up behind her with his giant prod ripe and ready once again.

Suddenly, she felt his arms snake around her and cup her big, heavy breasts. Startled by his sudden appearance, she jumped, bumping back against him and feeling his big, hard cock go sliding between her thighs just below her oozing pussy.

\Daddy!\ she yelped, almost spilling her wine. \You startled me.\

\So, who were you expecting? Santa Claus,\ he laughed, kneading her breasts in his strong hands, making them start oozing milk again.

\No! I wasn\'t expecting anyone, Silly,\ she giggled, leaning back against him and squeezing his cock between her legs.

\The stew smells good,\ he said, \and so do you.\

Then he leaned down and slowly nibbled his way up her neck to her ear as she melted back against him.

\Ummmmmmmm,\ she murmured, thrusting her butt against his hairy belly and groin.

Then she felt another tingle of excitement down inside her salivating pussy as he dipped the tip of his tongue down into the lobe of her ear.

\Daddy,\ she said, easing away from him and turning. \Do you remember back when you used to spank me when I was a bad, little girl?\

\How could I forget?\ he mumbled, gawking down at her big, beautiful tits.

\Why do you think Mom made you stop?\

\I think she was jealous of you. That night, after she caught us, she was on fire. I\'ve never seen her so hot. Why, she almost raped me that night.\

\Mom, raping you?\ Becca laughed.

\She was on me like stink on.well, you know.she was a crazy woman!\ he grinned, finally reaching up and easing his hand inside her kimono to her dangling breasts.

The he began to tweak her oozing nipples with his fingers and thumbs.

Brushing his hands away, she grasped one of her big tits between her hands and gently began to squeeze on her breast. As she did, a spray of milk squirted out, painting her father\'s face with a speckling of drops of white mother\'s milk.

\Don\'t waste it, it\'s too precious,\ her father complained, leaning down and quickly sucking the spraying nipple into his mouth.

\Ummmm.ummmm.ummmm.\ he murmured out around her breast as he sucked and pulled on it with his lips and mouth.

She felt another tingle tickle through her breast and nipple as her thick milk began to pour out into his sucking mouth. Trying not to dislodge his mouth, she reached down and curled her fist around his jutting cock. Squeezing and pulling on his cock with one hand, she wrapped her other hand around the back of his head and pulled him against her tit.

After several moments, he reluctantly lifted his mouth away from her breast, leaving her milk-coated nipple gently bobbling. Leaning forward, he covered her full, red lips with his milky white lips. She could taste her milk as he drove his tongue down into her mouth, exploring it with inquisitive probing. Suddenly, she felt herself wanting to take him in her mouth. Take him in her mouth and suck out his next load of thick, gooey cum. Suck it out and swallow his gift to her this time.

Raising her hands up to his hairy chest, she gave him a little push as their mouths parted.

\Daddy, I want to suck your cock,\ she panted, squeezing his cock roughly. \I want to suck your cock and suck out its creamy cum. Suck it out and swallow your sweet cream.\

\Oh, God, Becca,\ he groaned, reaching down and sweeping her up into his muscular arms for the second time.

Staggering across the room, he struggled into the bedroom and unceremoniously dumped her down onto the bed. Becca scrambled around, stretching out across the bed until her head was draped down over the edge of the bed on one side and her stiletto heels dangled off over the other edge of the bed. Now, with her neck tilted back like it was, she could take her father\'s cock straight down into her esophagus.she could deep throat him.deep throat him and take his giant cock into her mouth and throat.

\Daddy,\ she asked, looking up at him as he stepped up, his giant prick bobbing up and down above her face.

\What?\ he asked impatiently.

\Does mother ever deep throat you?\ she lecherously smiled.

\Oh, God, Child,\ he groaned, unable to answer her.

Looking up, she ran her eyes over the underside of his cock. Studying it, she could see the slight scar encircling it from his circumcision and the bulging, rounded ridge of flesh running the length of the underside of his cock, all the way from his big, dangling balls in their fleshy, wrinkled sac up to the arrow shaped junction where the shaft of his giant prick intruded up into the smooth roundness of his cock head. Flicking out her tongue, she slowly licked up the twitching, bobbling barrel of his cock ending with her tongue on the cleft where the shaft joined the head. Flicking her tongue back and forth across the sensitive breach, she watched his cock flinch and jump. Finally, she reached up and lazily bent his cock down until the smooth, purple head rested on her full, red lips. Opening her mouth wider, she sensuously sucked it into her mouth with an obscenely loud slurp.

\Fuck!\ her father muttered as she tilted her head back farther and let him slide his cock deeper into her mouth.

Reaching around behind him, she dug her fingernails down into the quivering flesh of his ass-cheeks. Pulling him back, she eased his cock backwards and then pulled it back into her mouth until its big head gently nudged up against the opening of her throat. Giving out a soft, little gag, she pushed him back and sucked in a deep breath around the thick shaft of his cock. Then she pulled his cock back into her mouth. But this time, when his cock head thudded into the opening of her throat, she didn\'t stop. Gagging, fighting back the urge to spill her guts, she jerked on his ass, pulling him forward and sending his cock sliding down into her throat. Once his cock was past the opening of her throat, the gag reflex diminished as she swallowed and let her throat muscles clutch and clench down around the imbedded monster.

\OhfuckingGoddddd,\ her father blathered out as she swallowed again and again.

At last, she pulled his cock back out of her throat and kept going until it bobbed above her face dripping her own spit down onto her face.

\Did that feel good, Daddy?\ she grinned up at him, running the tip of her pink tongue over her lips.

\Child, you\'re going to make me have a heart attack,\ he groaned, leaning down and trying to fit the evil, barbed tip of his prick back down into her mouth.

Ignoring his cock for a moment, she pulled him forward until the wrinkled sac holding his big testicles was dangling down onto her lips. Opening her mouth, she slowly sucked both of his balls into her hot, sucking mouth. Now her nose was buried in the crack of his ass as she ran her tongue over the fleshy sac, licking and lapping at his balls for several long moments before she let them slither out from between her lips. Then pulling him farther yet, she slowly spread the cheeks of his ass apart and tickled her tongue over the protrusion of his puckered asshole.

\Oh, Fucking God!\ he gasped, spreading his legs and easing his butt down further so she could get the tip of her tongue inside his asshole.

Rounding her tongue, she dug it up into his asshole as his big, dangling balls rubbed against the bottom of her chin and his big cock lay between her flattened breasts. Pushing her tongue in and out of his anus, she could feel his big cock jump every time she pushed it in. At last, she dug her fingernails into his ass and letting her tongue slip out of his asshole, she pulled him back. She felt his spit-covered balls drag across her chin, then her lips, up her nose and onto her forehead as the head of his long dick finally found her lips. Opening her mouth, she quickly sucked it in and pulled on it with her mouth and lips. She could taste his salty pre-cum as it oozed out of his cock and dribbled down onto her tongue. Then, guiding him deeper into her mouth with one hand, she found the pucker of his asshole with a finger of the other hand.

Punching her long finger into his clenched asshole, she felt him lunge forward driving all of his cock down into her mouth and throat. He was in her so fast, she didn\'t even have a chance to gag as he began to pound his cock into her mouth like a madman.

Reaming his asshole with her finger, she saw his big balls scrunching up against his pistoning cock foretelling an eruption any moment.

Suddenly, without any further warning, she felt him shove his giant cock down into her throat as far as it would go. Buried deep in her throat, it gave a powerful lurch and spewed out a gush of thick, warm cum straight into her throat. Feeling the first fiery spurt, she jerked him back until the head of his cock popped out of her throat and into her mouth. She wanted to taste him.taste his syrupy semen.taste the essence of her own being.taste his cum.the cum from which she had been born.

A second fiery gush splashed out onto her tongue, coating it with thick, sappy goo. It tasted of him.and bananas.and salt.and sex and even wine, she giddily thought as she quickly swallowed it. Her father\'s cum tasted different from Bobby\'s cum. It was more earthy.more robust.somehow, strangely more masculine. And she loved the taste, hungrily devouring it as it came pouring out of his twitching, jerking cock. It was like the fountain of youth, making her feel like she was thirteen again. Now she wanted him to come in her mouth.come in her pussy.come in her ass.come on her breasts.come in her face.shoot his load out onto her belly so she could feel its fiery touch. She wanted him to come so much she could bathe in its fiery heat. But she wasn\'t thirteen any more.

Finally, with a gasping grunt, her father was finished. He had given her his best. His orgasm had lasted for at least forever, she happily thought. As he pulled his softening penis out of her cum-coated mouth, she reveled in the lingering taste of his manly essence as she ran her tongue around the inside of her mouth, gathering what was left of his eruption. Savoring the last piquant thimbleful of his gelatinous goo, she slowly swallowed it as she would a fine wine.