Kevin Sellers

Daddy_s naughty daughters

CHAPTER ONE

"When are you going to tell them?"

The question arose abruptly, catching Dane Jeffers with one leg raised and his trousers bunched at his foot. He had to hop to keep his balance, and he caught Mona's mischievous little smile as she shrugged out of her blouse and neatly draped it over the motel room's only chair.

"Jesus!" he grunted, peeling the trousers off and tossing them aside. "Are you going to bring that up again right now?"

Unzipping her slacks, Mona Pierce casually wiggled out of them as she answered. It usually bothered her a bit to undress in front of him, even though she'd done it at least a hundred times. But this time was different. This time she had other things on her mind and wasn't about to be put off by a twinge of modesty. "It's just because of right now that I am bringing it up! Haven't we had enough of sneaking around to motels all the time? We should be married, and you know it! Now when are you going to tell the girls about us?"

Hooking his thumbs under his shorts, Dane winced at the mention of his daughters. He had been expecting this confrontation all evening. Throughout dinner, Mona had merely toyed with her food, making off-hand comments about how tired she was of eating in restaurants and living with her mother ever since her divorce.

The trouble was that every time they got into these confrontations, it always came back to getting married.

"Welt?" Having folded her slacks and set them down, Mona turned to face him.

Despite their impending argument, Dane felt his throat tighten with that old familiar horny tension that sprang up from his balls and through his stomach right up to the sudden dryness in his mouth.

Mona was a beauty. And she damned well knew it.

Standing there in just bra and panties, she had the kind of figure that would have put professional models to shame. She was the most voluptuous woman he'd ever known. Her tits overflowed the restraint of her bra, spilling out with a soft, milky fullness that made them seem crushed in the confines of 38-D cups. Her slender shoulders, outlined by a fluffy halo of long radiant auburn-red hair, hardly seemed capable of supporting those enormous tits.

His gaze flickered down across her flat, bare stomach and cute, puckered, little navel to the flare of her full hips and smooth thighs, focusing at last on her crotch.

She always wore bikini panties, always a different color. This evening's shade was pale blue, a color that enhanced the translucent material and barely veiled the dark vee of fur that was her pussy mound. He knew from experience that she had the richest bush of cuntfur he had ever seen. Thick and glossy and curled, its firm, spongy carpet had a mysterious red-gold tint he always loved to bury his face in.

And as if all that wasn't enough, she had a face to match her spectacular body – high-cheeked, dainty, with a small nose and full pink lips.

It was a face he had been in love with for as long as they had dated, almost a year now. And her body had taken his cock in more ways and times than either of them could ever count.

At the moment, all he wanted was to rack that score up a little higher. He was definitely not in the mood for discussing his children – or marriage.

"Let's talk about it later," he said, kicking off his shorts and moving toward her with a grin, nude. "Right now, I've got other things in mind. That is, unless you'd rather spend the whole night chatting."

"Damn you," she said in a half-hearted tone, feeling her determination soften as he approached, his prick already blossoming into full hardness. "Don't think you'll get by me this time! We're going to talk this out…"

Her words were punctuated by a small gasp as he stood before her, his hands darting up to unsnap her bra, his cock wagging up to gouge its inflamed head into her crotch.

The mere presence of Dane's wonderful, big prick never failed to make her horny. She felt herself wilting toward, the thick, giant prick that brushed her inner thighs even as she tried to carry on her argument.

"We're not going to put this discussion off one moment longer, and – I mean it! There are lots of widowers with two teenage daughters who manage perfectly well to remarry, and unless you can give me one good reason why – Dane, stop it!"

Ha bra fell loose, and Dane's grin widened as the garment slipped easily away in his deft hands and collapsed with a rustle to the floor.

Mona's big, bounteous tits bobbled free, huge and jutting and pink tipped. Instantly, his fingers leaped up to caress her tits, kneading the soft, twin mountains of flesh and darting across the bumpy, half-dollar sized areolas of her nipples to bring theft peaks to quivering erection.

Tonight was to be the showdown between them. Tonight he would either make the commitment he had been dodging all this time or else he would lose her for good. Tonight it was to be all or nothing.

At least, that had been the decision she started out with. But now, with his knowing hands cupping her tits and his thumbs torturing her sensitive nipples to inch-long hardness, with his luscious, big cock slithering between her thighs and stabbing for the familiar, tight, velvet crevice of her pussy, she felt her decision melting in a gush of hot, creamy juice and drenching the crotch of her panties with the same urgent need he always aroused in her.

"Dane… please, darling, I'm trying – oh God, you bastard! You're doing this on purpose!"

"You bet I am." He chuckled as she began to surrender, automatically arching her shoulders to shove her lush tits into his palms. "But don't let that stop you. Go right on with what you were saying, honey. You don't mind if I find something to keep me busy in the meantime, do you?"

He abruptly ducked his head, bringing one of her big tits up to his mouth and closing his lips firmly over a taut, rosy nipple.

"Ahhh," she moaned.

Her resolve washed away in a burst of flooding cunt cream. Mona reeled forward, mashing her tit to his face, sighing as he sucked and lapped at her throbbing nipple.

From experience, Dane knew exactly how she loved having her nipples tormented and teased. His tongue darted roughly, working each of her nipples into frantic stiffness as he dug his prick into her pussy, exploring the mixture of slick, filmy material and growing wetness there.

"Oh God, yes!" she groaned, reaching down to grasp the familiar thickness of his cock. Its big, veined length jerked in her hand, and she began to tug his prick with long, luxurious strokes, sweeping her fist up his prick shaft, from cockhead to fur matted cockbase. "Yes, that's – oh, baby, suck my titties nice like that, ahhh…"

Urged by her groans, Dane gladly obeyed. At the same time, his fingers slid down and grasped the elastic band of her panties, pushing them down.

She wiggled obligingly as the sheer material inched down over her hips. When Dane's mouth suddenly left her tits, she moaned in disappointment, but that moan turned into a delighted gasp as he began to lick and kiss his way down her smooth stomach, working straight for her aching cunt.

She shuddered as his lips brushed her thick pussy mound, its curls already soaked with wetness. "Damn you, Dane Jeffers!" she muttered weakly. "You know I wanted to talk, and if you think you're going to get my mind off – uhhmm!"

His tongue darted out without hesitation, gliding through her sopping cunt fur and jabbing up along the slick length of her pussy slit. Almost chuckling aloud at Mona's relenting groan, he lapped at her puffy, fur-fringed cuntmouth and drank up the blast of hot cream that poured from its depths.

"Ohhhh," She purred, spreading her legs wide apart as he knelt between them, his face nuzzling her pussy mound and his tongue flicking with eager expertise. The delicious feel of his darting tongue quickly had her whimpering in a surge of pleasure.

"That's it, that's my baby, eat my cunt good – oh, yes, oh, lover do it, yessss."

Easily locating the fat, taut button of her clit, Dane concentrated on it, sucking and rolling her clit on his tongue until she was panting loudly, writhing and gushing hot cunt juice over his face. Mona had the biggest, most sensitive clit of any woman he knew. Straining out like a wet, erect nipple, her clit was a perfect fit between his pursed lips. He knew just how she loved having her clit worked over and how that alone could send her to shuddering spasms of orgasm.

She began to hunch down on his face in blissful release. "Now darling, you're making me come! Eat my cunt, stick your tongue up inside me and slide it back and forth like a prick… ohhh… that's right, now honey, eat me hard now – I'm comiiinnnggg!"

She cried out and arched down, thighs clenching about his head as he rammed his tongue deep in her frothing pussy. Shudder after shudder of sheer delight tore through Mona's body, wrenching her in climax.

"Ahhhmmm…"

Trembling in ecstatic release, she reluctantly pulled back and flopped on the bed. "Fuck me, damn you! I can't stand it! Oh, darling, hurry, get your cock in me!"

He stood above her for a brief instant, getting one tantalizing glimpse of the precious pussy he had come to know so well. Her cunt gaped open, a parted aura of damp, dark fur outlining pink, slick lips that pouted open, giving him just a peek at the creamy recess of her cunt channel. Glistening with pussy juice and saliva, her cunt spasmed as Mona drew her thighs far apart in an uninhibited display.

"Don't just stand there as if you'd never seen my cunt before!" she said. "You can look at it all you want later, but right now it needs to be fucked. Hurry!"

The urgency in her words made him laugh, and with a furious little snort, she sat up and grabbed his huge prick with both hands, drawing him to her.

"You always were a horny bitch," he grunted gleefully as her fists tugged his pulsing prick down, guiding his cock straight to her waiting cunt. "I guess I'll just have to do something about that."

"Ummmm!" She gasped at the first press of his reddened cocktip against her soaked, aching cuntlips. Clutching fiercely at his taut asscheeks, she arched up, drilling herself on his cum-swollen shaft. "Unnhh! Give it all to me… oh, Dane, that's it, yes, yessss! Ahhhhh!"

With his first driving lunge, he buried his prick hilt-deep inside her cunt. Mona wailed, digging her fingernails into his ass and writhing in unleashed bliss as he began to fuck his prick back and forth, quickly increasing its friction in the clutching tightness of her pussy slot.

"Yes, baby, that's right, oh, honey harder, fuck me harder, uummmff!"

She slammed up in furious abandon, matching his thrusts and spearing his cock into her pussy with the frenzy of a woman who knew only too well that they were both on the verge of release. Her cunt muscles clamped on his pounding prick like a vise, sucking at its rigid length as he fucked her faster, bringing her off once more. In all the times they had fucked in the past year, Mona had never once failed to reach frenzied climax on his wonderful, sweet cock. Not even her ex-husband had been able to make that claim, or any of the few men she had dated before meeting Dane. If ever a cock was made just for the ever present need in her pussy, it was his.

And if ever two people were more perfectly matched for marriage, she had yet to meet them. Even as release swelled up in her, the thought of marriage clung to the back of her mind. They should be fucking always, not just on an occasional stolen weekend. They, should have the freedom of any normal, married couple.

"Now, darling, I'm coming – oh, oh, yes, baby, now – owwwhhh!"

Orgasm ripped through her, and suddenly, even thoughts of marriage vanished as she bucked and sobbed in absolute bliss, his cock slamming into her with every ounce of his strength.

"Cuuum!" she wailed, blasting pussy juice all over Dane's ramming cockshaft and fat, slapping ballsac. "Cum in me, lover, fill me with cream now, now, baby, nowwwww!"

Grunting, he drove his prick totally into her sucking cunt and unleashed the pent-up load of jism that had built like a volcano in his balls. His cum erupted in geysering fountains, making her cry out as her pussy was flooded.

"Oh, God, baby, that's it! Give it all to me, yes, yesss. Ahhhh!"

She lurched off the bed in wild gyrations, her bloated cunt clamping hard on his prick and pumping on his cock insatiably until every precious drop of jizz had been wrung from his balls.

Gasping and writhing in mutual bliss on the motel bed, they surged together until the last little jolts of pleasure had been completely soaked from their fucking.

At last, with her legs wrapped about his waist to hold in his slowly softening prick, Mona released a hoarse giggle as the first overflowing drool of cockcream seeped from her cunt and trickled warmly down the crevice of her ass. "Oh, baby, that was so good… ummm… have I ever told you how much I love to be fucked by you?"

"Only a few hundred times." He answered her giggle with a throaty chuckle. "But don't stop saying it. And I promise not to stop doing it."

They laughed and clung together happily, the way they had so many times before over the, last year.

Still with his limp cock wedged in the light sheath of her pussy, Dane was just drifting into the momentary restful lull between fucking sessions when Mona's voice spoke again, soft and deadly.

"If only we could do this forever, without having to sneak around… wouldn't that be better?"

He winced. Oh, shit, she was starting again. Somehow, he was going to have to tell his daughters that he intended to marry again.

CHAPTER TWO

"Nan? You awake?"

Shari's voice was soft as she sat up watching the still form of her older sister lying across the room in the other half of their twin beds.

When Nan didn't respond, the teenaged girl let a relieved smile tug at her lips. It was Saturday morning, bright and early. The bedside clock told her it wasn't even eight yet. Nan would be asleep at least another hour, after the heavy date she'd had last night with her boyfriend, Jeff.

At nineteen, Nan got all the best privileges. She was allowed to stay out practically as late as she liked, and last night she'd done just that, not coming in until nearly dawn.

She wasn't the only member of the family who had come in late. Their father had been out again with Mona Pierce and had returned home even later than Nan. Shari had heard him moving around the house, trying not to wake them. He was usually late getting in on Friday nights, but this was the first time he'd ever been that late!

She frowned, feeling a slight twinge of jealousy. She wasn't sure she liked Mona very much. And she certainly didn't like her father staying up all hours with that woman.

But at least it meant that he'd be sleeping soundly right now. There wasn't much chance of her getting caught this early in the morning.

Secure in that knowledge, Shari slipped from her bed and stole down the hall, making for her father's room.

The door was closed, just as it always was. She opened it a crack and peeked in.

"Daddy?"

No answer.

Encouraged, she slipped inside and closed the door, Dane lay sprawled on his side, exactly where he'd collapsed not, three hours before. The single sheet covering him was bunched at his waist, displaying his tanned, hair-matted chest.

Shari felt a tremor of excitement shoot through her, knowing that he was totally naked under that sheet. She had only discovered that he slept nude by accident a few weeks ago when she'd walked in unannounced and caught him just getting up.

Of course, he quickly pulled the sheet over himself and pretended to ignore the whole incident.

However, Shari hadn't forgotten it. In fact, she thought of little else. For one brief instant, she had gotten a look at her father's cock, big and soft and flopping against the thick nest of his dark mound of fur and sagging balls.

In that instant, a strange tingling curiosity had soared through her like nothing she had ever felt before. Shari had never seen a man's prick before, and that single glimpse had made something deep inside her ache with an odd, almost frightening intensity.

At first, she thought it was just embarrassment. Blushing and trembling, she had scampered from the bedroom as soon as she could. But the image of his big, swinging cock had burned into her mind, making her unfucked pussy burn and melt with itchy pleasure. She couldn't seem to stop thinking about his cock. The memory had etched itself into her so deeply that she knew from that very morning that somehow she would have to get a better look.

Moving carefully, Shari crept forward, fearful that at any moment her father's eyes might spring open and catch her sneaking toward him.

But they didn't open, and a moment later she stood above his sleeping figure, reaching gently down to grasp the border of the sheet.

Heart thumping in mingled fear and anticipation, she began to slide the sheet down. It slithered almost noiselessly, and she heaped it at her dad's feet so that he'd think he had kicked it off.

Then, so scared that she held her breath without knowing it, she turned and gazed down at her father's naked body.