'Daddy, I don't understand you at all. You got pissed and left Mom because she doesn't get hot. Now you're pissed because I do!'
'That's different,' he said with a sigh. 'You're still a kid, even if your body is grown up.'
She smiled through a veil of tears and cupped her hands beneath her blossoming young tits. 'Do you like my body?' she asked. 'Mr. Benton sure did.'
'Benton? Who's he?'
'The new man moving in across the street.'
'You've been with him too?'
'Yes, Daddy, I've been with him.' She mocked his cautious choice of words: 'I fucked him. I FUCKED him GOOD!'
'Oh, my God!' Dan Wilson's mind reeled with twisted desires. The first was to punish his willful daughter. 'Come here!' He grabbed her arm.
'Whaaaat?' Cindy trembled as he sat down on the couch and threw her across his lap.
'You know what. You know damn well!' Dan lifted up his daughter's short skirt as he had when she was a little girl. And he pulled down her clinging bikini panties. 'You're going to get the good spanking you deserve!'
'No, Daddy… please!' She squirmed across his lap until one knee was settled firmly in her crotch. She could feel the heavy pressure mashing her rigid clit. It excited her immensely.
Dan Wilson gazed wide-eyed at the bare cheeks of his young daughter's well-rounded ass. The way the light was hitting her ass cheeks, he could see fine golden hairs. Like the soft fuzz of a juicy peach, but more delicate and gleaming bright.
It took all his force of will to raise his hand and deliver a stinging whack. 'Yyyyooooow!' Cindy cried, writhing from the pain, grinding her clit harder against her father's knee.
A blushing, hand-shaped welt blazed on one creamy cheek. Dan swatted her again and reddened the other side, his hand moving now in a blurring arc. 'Oooooowwwwww!' she wailed each time he slapped her sultry flesh. Fuck oil gushed from Cindy's steaming slit. And when she squirmed, she could feel the massive swelling of his cock. It was exciting him as much as it was her. Maybe more. She'd never felt such a viciously hard prick, and she could not wait to see it!
'No, Daddy… no! I'll be good! I really will!'
'Ha!' He spanked her again. Both sides of her quaking ass glowed cherry red. Dan found it hard to breathe. He could feel damp warmth oozing from his daughter's pussy. It had soaked through the leg of his pants and warmed his knee.
'You've been a very naughty girl!' he said as he brought down his stinging hand again.
'I… ooowwwww… I know, Daddy. But I'll be good for you, I promise!'
'Will you?' he asked doubtfully. It was a game they were now playing. They both knew it, and they both enjoyed it. Cindy had grated her clit against his knee until she shivered on the verge of a grinding climax.
Dan felt his cock throb with sinful desire, but the ritual of punishment flushed all thoughts of guilt from his mind. The normally repulsive word incest never entered his head. Cindy was his daughter. She'd been bad, and she had to be punished. That's all there was to it.
He reached beneath her flailing arms, cupped her firm young tits and squeezed them hard. 'Did Gil and Todd do this to you?' Dan could feel her rigid nipples burn through the thin fabric of her blouse.
'Yes,' she gasped. 'Oooooh, yes… they did. They both love to squeeze my tits.'
'What about this Mr. Benton?' He continued to milk her pointed cones, drawing tender rolls of flesh toward the bulging warmth of nipples, burning with intense desire.
'Rod? Oooooohhh… hhhmmmmmm! He did even more. He undid my blouse.'
'Like this?' Dan stood up suddenly, lifting his daughter with hands capped firmly on her tits. He spun around and threw her face up on the couch. Kneeling beside her, his racing fingers peeled open the front of her blouse.
His next breath seared his lungs. Cindy's tits heaved, bare and begging, before his eyes. Openmouthed, he fell on one. Wet lips slid over the soft cone. Sucking breath pulled and shaped it in his mouth. Then his tongue swirled around her tingling nipple.
'Noooooo!' she moaned, arching her back and moving his hand to grasp her other tit. 'Not like that, not near as good. Ooooooh,' she gasped. 'Daddy, you're the best! Do it more. Suck my tits. Suck them both!'
His head swayed to the other side, lips pulled tight to catch just the nipple of that tit. He pulled and raked it with circling thrusts of his tongue. Then he spread his hands at her sides and pressed her creamy tits together until he could suck them both at once.
'Aaaaahhhh!' She writhed and groped with her hands. One fingered the taut muscles of his neck, pulling his head down harder on her sweltering breasts. The other found his knee and snaked up his thigh. At the top, she fingered the huge swelling of her father's cock.
'Ssssshhhhhh!' He rasped a startled breath. Cindy moaned and fumbled with the zipper of his fly, dragging it down and teasing his trembling cock at the same time. 'Oooooh, Cindy,' he said, raising his lips just enough to speak, 'I can tell that you have been a very naughty little girl!'
'Yes, Daddy yes, I have.' His slacks fell and bunched around his knees, and Cindy tugged at the waistband of his shorts to free his monstrous cock.
He felt a steaming surge and had to fight to keep from shooting in her hand. 'How naughty have you been?' He stood up and towered above her, glaring down with a hungry look of intense desire. The fact that their lust was strictly forbidden made it all the more exciting.
'I… I've done this,' Cindy said in a repentant tone. She slid off the couch and knelt before her dad, lips reaching like a snug wet sleeve to cover the long shaft of his cock.
'Hhhh… have you?' he gulped when she sucked him in.
'Mmmm… hhhmmm.' She nodded her head, raking his bobbing cock gently with her teeth.
'Aaaaahhh… aaand this?' He rocked his hips to pump in two inches of his rock-hard shaft.
'Mmmmmm… hhhhhmmmm!' she purred with delight.
'Damn you!' he roared in a flaring rage. 'My sweet little honey-haired girl is a cocksucking whore!' He jerked back and rammed the full ten inches of his raging cock into her mouth.
'Uuummmggghhhh.' Cindy tilted her head and let his hot prick slide into the clinging hollow of her throat. Her tongue curved to lick the throbbing cum pipe she felt pulse with glowing warmth. Her hands grasped his ankles and slid up his legs, velvety soft on the hard muscles of his quaking thighs.
Dan capped his hands over her ears and held her firmly while he worked his prick deep in the dark grotto of her throat. 'Uuuunnngh. Unnnnngh! You naughty, naughty girl!'
Cindy found her father's swaying ball sac and squeezed his aching balls. He wailed as though stung by a searing electric shock, and his cock pumped faster to become a frenzied blur.
'Gggguuuuugh!' she gushed, her mouth and throat stuffed full of throbbing prick. But her fingers danced with lewd desire, fanning his sinful lust… not for a moment thinking, or caring that sucking her father's cock, coaxing his balls to fire deep in her throat was so shamefully wrong in the minds of most people.
'Yyyyyaaaahhhh!' Despite his age and his experience, Dan could not resist the sucking fury of his daughter's mouth, or the skillful finger strokes that sent waves of heated joy arcing to his brain. He gushed his held-in breath and released the knot of torment at the root of his prick. A geyser of hot jism gushed and splattered in her throat, rolling in thick waves, whipped to a creamy froth by the stabbing frenzy of his thick cock.
'Aaaaahhhhhh!' Dan cried each time he jetted off. 'Uuuuunnnnng!' he gulped, in the brief moment it took his balls to convulse and ready another load. Cindy moved with the tense rhythm of his demands. She adored the obscene power of her father's enormous prick. 'I… I guess you've had it in your pussy too,' he said as he dribbled a last weak shot.
'Mmmmhhh… hhhmmmm,' she chuckled wetly. Her lips were still sealed on his cum-slick cock. It was still hard and shivering with raging lust.
She drew back her lips and tossed her long blonde hair. It flashed in the soft light like a flowing river of gold. She eased her fingers from his balls and slid them the full length of his silver creamed cock. God, it was a beautiful thing, so long and still so bulging hard. She could feel the blue veins throb with the rapid pounding of her father's heart.
She smiled wickedly and spun around, bending sharply at the waist, flicking up the short skirt to bare her
