He grinned down at her shamefacedly but didn't stop manipulating her lush spongy cones with his strong hands. The pert nipples were hardening against his palm, and with her back arched that way, they seemed to leap up at him. He noticed that she was breathing faster through her partly opened lips.
“Do you like to do that to me, Daddy?” she asked in a whisper as she rested her head against that mysterious jumping pole.
“Very much,” he murmured. “How about you? Does it feel good?”
“Uh huh. It makes me feel real funny, though. Is it supposed to?”
“Yes. All girls like that. You've got beautiful tits, baby. When you have babies, you should have a lot of milk.”
Jo was becoming disturbed at the quivering in her crotch and the moistness that seemed to be collecting there, but not enough to ask him to stop. A warmth had come over her that seemed to increase to flaming heat in that hairy area under her hands. Now that he was actually fondling her, she felt brave enough to ask the one big question on her mind.
“Daddy, what is that thing that sticks out of you? That thing that's under my head?”
Dan wasn't at all bashful about telling her. He was too hot to be reticent. Peggy had seen it and felt it up her ass, so there was no reason why the older girl shouldn't be exposed to the natural functions of the human body.
“That's my penis, honey. My sex organ. All males have them. Haven't you ever seen pictures of them?”
“Just drawings and statues. And the boy babies I've seen. I didn't know they got so big, though.”
“Nature made us that way, sweet. It's normally soft, but at times it swells up and gets hard.”
“Why?”
“So we can have sex with girls. Didn't your mother tell you about all that?”
“A little, but not very much.” She paused, and her expression became very serious. “Could… could I see it? Would it be wrong if I took a look at it?”
He felt himself being pulled into a development that could only lead in one direction, but was powerless to resist. His burning desire for the young virgin was making the blood pound in his head and a dull ache was growing in his groin. It was either call a halt now, or give his emotions free rein. He already knew which it would be.
“No, I don't see why you shouldn't. It might help you understand boys better, and you won't be shocked when you see another one.”
“Good.” Jo squirmed around onto her knees. “I've been dying to see it ever since this morning!”
For an instant, Dan wondered if she had observed him jacking off, then pushed the thought aside. She had been sound asleep when he'd pounded off, and was still that way when he left the room. He undid the sash around his waste, then opened his robe wide. His quivering cock was standing straight up.
The girl suddenly went weak, and she gripped his bare thighs for support. When the wooziness went away, she focused her eyes on the gigantic penis and inspected it carefully. Now she could see the smooth hood that had made such an odd outline in his cloth pouch. The jerking muscle was huge, corded with veins and tendons and covered up to the crown with dense dark hair. Hanging beneath it was the crinkled sack that she had seen in the bathroom.
“Oh gosh!” she gasped. “Why does it have to be so big?”
“So girls can really enjoy them, honey. Here. Feel it.” He took her by the wrist and placed her hand on his joint, then curled her fingers around it.
Jo reluctantly grasped it, feeling the heat exuding from the pulsing shaft against her palm. It terrified her, but at the same time she was enthralled. What he did with it she wasn't sure, but holding it that way provoked a thrill greater than anything she had ever experienced.
“God, Dad! It's so hard! What makes it jump like that?”
“It's full of blood, hon. It moves when my heart beats. Go ahead. Feel it all over. I don't mind.”
“Wow!” Her initial fear was replaced by wondrous awe as she let her tiny fist rove up and down the spectacular organ, feeling his legs twitch against her sides as she examined the tool by touch as well as sight. After fondling the hairy part, she lightly ran her fingertips over the silken bluish-purple head, marveling at the size and texture of it. “Doesn't it hurt when it swells up like that?”
“No, Jo. Not unless it's like that for a long time.” He was gripping the arms of the chair so hard his knuckles were white. Cum was boiling in his balls, and his thrumming poker was straining to be stabbed into a hot moist female opening. His guts were knotted up, and his chest felt as though a steel band was crushing it. “How would you like to kiss it, baby? Just for a few minutes. It would certainly make me happy if you did.”
She snapped wide smoky eyes up. “You mean put my mouth on it?”
“Uh huh. Just kiss it. All over. It won't bite, you know.”
She swallowed hard and looked back down at the distended rod that was throbbing wildly. “I don't know if I can, Dad! That's not a very nice thing to do, is it?”
“Of course it is. My penis is only another part of my body. You wouldn't mind kissing my hand or my back, would you?”
“Nnnooo, I guess not.”
“Well, then, it's the same thing. Please, honey. Daddy wants you to. Be a good girl and do what I ask.”
In a rush of recall, Jo remembered the wetness when he had rubbed himself on her bed. “You won't do anything if I do, will you?”
Dan didn't understand what she meant, but was too eager to get her mouth on his dick to pursue it. “No, baby. Just kiss it for me. C'mon, now. I'm waiting.”
Jo leaned forward cautiously and jerkily, her innocent young mind tortured almost beyond endurance. What he was asking her to do couldn't be right. He urinated out of his penis, and it wasn't nice for someone to put their mouth there. She had heard the term cocksucker used by some of the rougher kids at school, and she wondered if this was what that dirty word meant.
“That's my baby!” he groaned, placing a hand behind her head and drawing her lips down to his pecker. “Kiss it, honey, and lick it! Make daddy feel good! Oh, sweetheart! Hhhuuunnnggghhh!”
Resting her forearms on his sturdy thighs, Jo lowered her head under the pressure he was exerting and placed her soft lips on the tip of his penis. As she began kissing the bulbous knob, his strong masculine genital aroma wafted around her face, and she was forced to inhale deeply of it. After pecking at the tiny pee slit and circling the head, she moved her lips down the hairy shaft, the springy curls tickling her chin and nose.
It's not so bad, she thought. I can do this if that's all he wants. There's no taste to it at all!
“Uuuunnnggghhh! Ooohhh, Jo! Damn! Thatta girl! Baby! God! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Aaaggghhh! Jesus! Go back up to the head now, darling! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! Ooohhh, Christ! Uuunnnggghhh!”
He was twisting and writhing in the chair as he watched her soft red lips glide over his joint. Caution was thrown to the winds. His carnal obsession now had full and complete control of all his senses, and nothing could ease his incestuous craving except the invasion of her tender girlish flesh.
She was panting heavily now, though unaware of it. She seemed to be pleasing her father tremendously, and doing so made her happy. Kissing his penis was no longer distasteful to her, because there was no pungent flavor to it as she had expected. Rather, it was just like kissing his hand, as he'd said.
“Uuunnnfff! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! Jo! Ooohhh, God! Baby! You're wonderful! Aaarrrggghhh! Honey! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! My God, you're making me feel good! Uuunnnggghhh!”
Her warm breath was blowing around his pelvis, dick and scrotum as she moved her mouth back to his cockknob, heightening his already flaming passion. When her lips were on the tip, he began worming it between them, holding her head tightly so she couldn't back away. The head touched her teeth, and he pushed harder. Slowly, her jaws opened, then he could feel her tongue as he forced his thrumming prick into her saliva-wet mouth.
“Jjjooo! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! Oh, baby! Please! Suck it! Oh, fuck! Suck on it,Jo! Pretend it's a popsicle and suck real hard! Uuunnnggghhh! Damn! Aaaggghhh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Uuuhhh!”
Stark terror gripped her when he made her take his hard penis into her mouth, begging her to suck it as he shoved it in. This wasn't kissing! He kept cramming it in, and she could feel the fiery head slide over her tongue and palate as the huge tip pushed in toward her tonsils. She was afraid he would never stop and would choke her with the massive muscle, so she whimpered with fear to get him to take it out.
“Uuummmfff! Uuummmfff! Hhhuuummm Uuummm! Hhhuuummm Uuummm! Uuummmfff! Uuummm!
