Chrissy loved making her daddy moan -- it let her know she was doing a good job. After slowly rubbing her tongue up and down his length, she returned to the top again and started to swirl her lips around her daddy's velvet-like tip. She ceased touching or sucking him anywhere else, concentrating all of the pleasure he felt at his most sensitive part.
She was gliding from one side of his cock head to the other, stopping to rest every now and then in order to delay his explosion. Every time her mouth stood still, she could feel the pulse of her daddy's heart throbbing through his cock. It had been a few weeks since Chrissy had enjoyed a nice cock, and boy, was her daddy's delicious.
Jon was completely gone in his feelings by this point, lost in incestual euphoria at the hand -- or rather, mouth -- of his daughter. He was no longer concerned with the implications of who was sucking his cock, just so long as they were doing it, and doing it well. In a way he was actually glad it was Chrissy administering the pleasure, as it allowed him to have a part of his wife with him in that moment.
Chrissy could go on eating her daddy's meat for hours, but she knew they were both ready to see him cum. She abandoned her teasing tactics and started sucking his cock all out -- slurping it from top to bottom with considerable suction. Her daddy's cock was pulsing in her mouth, swollen to a gargantuan size.
As she suckled on her daddy's tasty, tasty banana, Chrissy began to feel him tremble in her mouth. After years of watching him cream in her mother's mouth, she was finally going to get a taste for herself.
Jon was rapidly approaching the brink, his daughter's mouth driving his dick to stages of pleasure he didn't know existed. His whole body was tensing up, preparing for impact.
Chrissy noticed her daddy was starting to quiver, almost violently, as if he were experiencing an epileptic fit of ecstasy. She responded by driving his manhood further down her throat, wanting to feel him fill her as much as she could. It was a move that sent her daddy straight over the edge.
With a triumphant moan, Jon began to dump hot buckets of cum into his daughter's hole, his thick cream coating her teeth, tongue and throat. Chrissy gulped it down hungrily, greedily, eager to suck off every last drop. Jon unleashed for what felt like a very long time, the volume of his load undoubtedly due to the taboo nature of the act.
After many moments of bliss, Chrissy's daddy finally began to slow his hardcore pumping. Chrissy continued to lap up every ounce of his gushing stream, not satisfied until she had his cock licked clean. His jizz had a surprisingly sweet taste, definitely one she'd want to come back and have seconds of later.
After he'd softened in her mouth, Jon removed his cock from Chrissy's mouth and said, "So I guess you proved that you really do love sucking cock, huh?"
"Oh yes, Daddy," breathed Chrissy.
"It's like enjoying a tasty banana for me."
"A banana, huh?" Jon said with a smile, amused that his daughter was comparing his cock to a cliche fruit.
"That's right, Daddy, a banana. Long and sweet and packed with good things," explained Chrissy.
Jon chuckled, then watched in awe as his daughter laid back on the bed and spread her legs.
"Daddy," she whispered sweetly.
"I'm afraid we have a problem. Sucking your cock has gotten me so horny -- I really need you to do me now."
Jon gazed down at his gorgeous daughter, his eyes sweeping over every inch with lust. Having her suck his cock was one thing -- was he really ready to violate her of his own accord?
As Chrissy held out an arm to him, he decided he couldn't say no to his princess -- or his raging libido. He joined his sexy, naked daughter on the bed, anxious to experience second generation pussy. Unlike her mother's traditional full bush, Chrissy sported a landing strip, and the sight of it got Jon hard once again.
Unable to say no to the heat resonating between her legs, he positioned himself between her silky thighs, hooked an arm around each one, then applied a soft outward pressure to her mound with his mouth. He then brought his lips back towards him, stopping to gaze lovingly at his daughter's pretty pink folds. As he studied Chrissy's cunt in its full glory, the musky scent of her wetness wafted up to his nose, driving him absolutely wild with desire.
Ravenous with lust, Jon leaned in and began to eat his daughter's pussy with fervor. He licked, sucked and nibbled on her as if he were starving -- starving for her sex. He noticed her juices tasted similar to her mother's, but had a distinctive quality he couldn't quite put a finger on.
With his tongue nestled between her lips, Jon continued to send his tastebuds on a journey from clit to slit. Chrissy's bits were soft and plump beneath his lips, the entire area engorged with arousal. Her clit in particular was a real treat to latch onto; succulent and hard and ultra-responsive. He loved making his daughter squirm from his slightest movements, casting forbidden thrills through her petite little body.
Chrissy allowed herself to sink into the bed in a state of ultimate nirvana, quite pleased to be on the receiving end of a man who was clearly a sexpert. Her daddy knew how to suck her just the way she liked, his tongue caressing her in exactly the right way so as to send her pleasure through the roof. She couldn't help but moan loudly and often, channeling her inner porn star as her daddy worked magic on her pussy like no man had done before.
The time had come for her to erupt into ecstasy. Chrissy began to arch her back, her body tensing just as her daddy's had as she fought to hold back the dams. A few more seconds, and then her father's talented tongue did her in. Chrissy moaned deeply as she felt the intense rush of release, grinding her pussy against her daddy's mouth as the waves of bliss washed over her.
Jon could feel his daughter spasming against his lips, a sensation that he found insanely hot. Her dripping juices were filling his mouth, wetting his palate with the fruits of oral pleasure. He couldn't help but latch onto her clit even harder, desperate to drink in her sweet, sweet sauce.
It was a move that Chrissy simply couldn't bear, her clit spent from its glorious release. She gently placed a hand on top of his head and whispered, "It's too sensitive, Daddy. You'll have to wait."
Jon understood what his daughter meant, recalling the times he'd been overzealous with her mother's pussy in the past. He'd simply gotten too caught up in the wonder of it all -- it was an easy thing to do.
After a few minutes of rest, Chrissy scooted her pelvis back down and presented her luscious pussy to her dad once again.
"Alright, I'm ready now. You can go again, if you want," she said slyly, hoping with every fiber in her being he'd want to pleasure her again and again.
Of course he wanted to!
Four more times, Jon brought Chrissy to her peak, and Chrissy reveled in orgasm each and every time. Chrissy, too, got her second helping of Jon's cock, his release just as intense as his first.
After they'd finally had enough, Chrissy and her daddy laid naked in each other's arms, each lightly stroking the other as they drifted off into a post-pleasure slumber. As she laid there in a horny haze, Chrissy wondered how their afternoon together would affect their relationship.
Would her daddy feel differently after they'd woken up?
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"What should we watch?" asked Chrissy later that evening, after she and her daddy had gotten up and recovered from their oral fest.
"You choose," responded Jon warmly. He appeared to be in high spirits, and Chrissy hoped it was a good sign.
"How about a rom-com?" suggested Chrissy with glee.
"Oh man, you're not really going to torture me with one of those are you?" joked Jon.
"I promise it'll end up being worth your while," said Chrissy seductively, that special glint of sex in her eyes.
Taking the hint, Chrissy's daddy settled onto the couch as his daughter took control of the remote. Flipping through the channels, she settled on what appeared to be a porno, making her poor dad blush.
"Chrissy!" scolded Jon lightly, although in reality, he wasn't all too upset by i
t.
"What?" replied Chrissy innocently, giving a small giggle.
"Don't think of it as a porno, Daddy, just think of it as some really sexy scenes."
Chrissy turned to snuggle up against Jon, testing the limits of their relationship once again. She had her head resting in his lap, using his package as a pillow. Jon responded by resting a hand lightly on his daughter's ass. There really wasn't any other good place to put it.
"I hope you don't think this is an attempt at seduction," Jon said teasingly.
"And what if I do?" Chrissy countered breathlessly, her pussy aching again for her daddy's attention.
Jon said nothing, unsure if he should stay or if he should go. He enjoyed having his daughter cuddled up so intimately with him, saying these naughty things, but at the same time, he knew it was wrong.
"Can you scratch my back?" asked Chrissy a few moments later.
"Sure, honey," replied Jon, happy to do his daughter this favor. And then suddenly he remembered what she'd said earlier about scratching backs... and sucking cocks.
"Wait, you don't mean..." Jon started to say, but Chrissy cut him off.
"No worries, Daddy. I'd just really like you to give me a little massage. I think I arched my back too hard when I came."
Jon's eyes bugged out a little at that comment, but he did his best to ignore it. He began to stroke his daughter's back, his fingertips dancing across her milky skin as she snuggled in to receive it. She was cooing softly as he worked the muscles in her back.
Jon was soon all too aware that his stroking wasn't as innocent as it appeared. His daughter smelled of sex, the scent of her aroused pussy strong and overpowering. Jon couldn't help but grow aroused, too, his cock overtaken by the pheromones secreting from her snatch. His hard-on began to spring up from his groin, a wet spot already forming in the crotch of his sweatpants.
"Are you okay, Daddy? You seem tense right now," wondered Chrissy, not fully aware of what she had her back to at the moment.
"I'm alright," Jon lied, doing his best to continue scratching his daughter's back as if nothing were amiss. His balls were beginning to ache, growing heavy from his impending load. His cock was pulsing wildly and uncontrollably.
"How old were you when you had your first sexual encounter?" Chrissy asked suddenly, unable to contain her curiosity.
"Uh, I was about 16, I think," responded Jon.
"But it wasn't full sex."
"Oh...? What was it?" pressed Chrissy.
"The girl next door gave me... um... you know."
"One of those famous blow jobs you love so much," supplied Chrissy, causing Jon to smile weakly.
"Yeah."
"Was it my mom? Was she the one who first sucked your cock?"
Chrissy was dying to know.
"No," said Jon.
"I met your mother a few weeks later. She was my first lover, though, the woman I lost my virginity to."
"I haven't gotten laid nearly enough in my 21 years," confessed Chrissy.
"But I masturbate a lot."
"Chrissy! I didn't need to know that," Jon gushed, praying she'd drop the subject right fucking now.
"Speaking of sex, do you know how horny I am right now?" purred Chrissy.
"You rubbing my back -- along with this porno -- has gotten me all worked up."
"Alright, hold it right there!" yelled Jon.
He had to put his foot down before things between them got out of hand for a second time.
"Looks like you're horny, too," noticed Chrissy as she rolled off her daddy and over to the side.
It was the worst thing she could have done, as there was now no concealing the tent that had formed in his pants. Jon once again had a raging hard-on for his daughter -- there was no use denying it. His face felt like it was on fire as he turned red with embarrassment.
"Chrissy, I'm sorry," apologized Jon.
"I... I..."
"You have nothing to be sorry about," his daughter said simply before reaching out to wrap a hand around his cock, pumping it a few times with her tight fist.
"We shouldn't do this again!" Jon tried to protest.
"Why not?" inquired Chrissy.
"We're both adults, and we're both horny."
"But I'm... I'm your dad!" exclaimed Jon lamely.
"It only makes the connection we share that much greater," reasoned Chrissy.
Leaning in to wrap her arms around Jon's neck, she forced her lips onto her daddy's, her tongue probing his mouth with need. No longer in control of his mind or body, Jon couldn't help but succumb to the taboo treat that was his daughter's kiss. As he allowed her juices to mix with his, he felt his cock grow even stiffer, straining against his pants to have a go at her pussy.
Chrissy was straddling her daddy's lap now, the heat from her crotch penetrating the thin, cotton material of his pants. They continued to kiss furiously for a few more moments, until Jon's brain got the better of him.
"You'd better get off," he decided, not wanting to say the words.
"What do you think I'm trying to do!" said Chrissy slyly before grinding her hot pussy firmly against his package.
"You know what I mean!" exclaimed Jon, not wanting to take advantage of his sweet, sweet daughter.
"Let me suck your cock again. Shut your eyes and pretend I'm the girl from when you were a teenager. Or Mom..."
"Chrissy!!"
Jon's daughter reached down to slip a hand inside his stained sweatpants, handling his massive girth with a tight grip. As she began to pump him full of pleasure, Jon's pleas of protest melted far, far away.
Chrissy had a wide smile on her face as she jacked her daddy good and hard. After a few rounds of thrusts, she stopped to peel off her shirt, bra and pants, tossing them aside as if they were yesterday's trash.
Jon's cock pulsed at the sight of his daughter topless, her breasts even more breathtaking than the first time he'd seen them, being right in his face. He stared in awe as Chrissy used her free hand to diddle her pantied pussy, then scooted off of him in order to lower his pants. Jon's hard cock sprang from his boxers upon release, desperate to break free.
"Oh my!" gasped Chrissy, her daddy's cock the biggest and hardest she'd seen it yet.
Jon shuddered as his cute little daughter took a hold of his shaft and lowered her mouth down the length of it. Her hole formed a warm and wet cocoon around his trembling prick, her head bobbing in a determined fashion as she administered the best blow job of his life. She certainly was a natural at enjoying such tasty, tasty cock. As she ate her daddy up with gusto, Chrissy meanwhile was using her free hand to treat herself to some pleasure, too.
Within minutes, Jon said between heaving breaths, "I'm about to blow!"
It was a statement that got Chrissy even more excited, her pace picking up as she slurped down every tasty inch.
Gripping the back of his daughter's bobbing head, Jon thrust the load of a lifetime deep into the recesses of her thirsty, wanting mouth. As he unleashed burst after burst of his hot, creamy seed, Chrissy swallowed it ravenously, desperate for every drop. Jon's cock was sputtering so violently in her mouth, he worried his daughter might choke, but to his delight, she took it all like a champ.
After he'd ceased flowing down her throat, Jon and Chrissy both settled back onto the couch with a smile. Jon's cock remained rigid and raring to go, not yet fully sated.
"That was delicious, Daddy!" exclaimed Chrissy, her tongue searching her lips for any final traces.
Chrissy stood up, took off and slingshoted her panties across the room, anxious for her daddy to get started on her. Luckily, the sight of her nearly bare bush was making him starve to taste her.
Jon grabbed Chrissy and playfully tossed her back on the couch, eager to begin his feast. Crouching down, he pelted pecks along her stomach straight down to her cunt, which was already glistening.
His daughter's pussy felt soft and warm beneath his face, his cock throbbing from the spread that was before him. From top to bottom he
began to tongue-lash Chrissy's cunt, his mouth moving from side to side as he patrolled every square inch of that delectable pussy of hers. He was darting his tongue faster and faster deep into her folds, not sorry at all if his actions resulted in her squirting all over his face. It wasn't long before Chrissy was shrieking, squeaking and squealing with pleasure.
Jon wouldn't quit even after his daughter came; he sought to keep her prisoner to insane amounts of pleasure. Jabbing his tongue in and out of her slick slit, Jon continued to make Chrissy tremble like a volcano that was about to blow. He then jammed two fingers into her, thrusting his hand and sucking on her pulsing, protruding button. He wanted to make her cum as hard and as much as he could. He refused to settle for anything less.
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