Breast Obsessed Ch. 01 by breastman80

The rain drummed against Josie Macallister's car as she drove along the highway. The steady sound had settled into a background of white noise, only broken by the rhythmicthwip thwipof the windshield wipers. Severe rain at this time of year in California was less common, and the sudden arrival of this storm had almost made Josie postpone her trip for a few days. She had a very low opinion of other drivers in general, and didn't think a rain-soaked trip from UCLA to her hometown in Auburn would improve the quality of skills her peers would be putting on display. But then again, postponing the trip would only be puttingitoff for a few more days, days she didn't want to chance not having at home. Every day might count, for what she had planned.

Spring Break had arrived yet again. And Josie had a different idea in mind for this year, one that didn't involve beaches, parties, boozing or boardwalks. Josie was headed home, with a very specific goal in mind.

Josie Macallister was going to seduce her father.

To Josie, it was the culmination of almost four years of an itch she couldn't properly scratch. Time which she had shamelessly lusted after her father, but only in her own head.

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"You're crazy!" Veronica Summers hooted, laughing uproariously at the girl who had become her best friend the instant both had arrived at UCLA three years prior. She toppled over onto her back, legs kicking in the air. "It'll never work!"

"Won't it?" Josie replied, the slightest hint of a smirk curling the corner of her deep red lips. Despite her display of confidence, she still had a deep seeded worry that maybe Veronica was right, and was trying hard to keep it from surfacing. Confidence in what she was doing would be the key to success.

"Never ever!" Veronica said, laughter subsiding enough so she could sit up on the bed and focus on her roommate, clutching a large pillow to her stomach as she sat indian style. She reached up to adjust her glasses with one hand while she flashed a braces-bedecked grin at Josie.

"And why not?" Josie demanded.

"Because it's incest." Veronica said, her voice dropping back to a normal speaking tone. One could never be too sure what was heard and not heard between the dorm room walls, so better safe than sorry, especially considering the subject matter. "And for a vast majority of people, incest is wrong. Taboo."

Even though Josie had warmed to Veronica immediately, it had still taken some time for her to confess her deepest, darkest fantasy. Being exposed to Veronica's sexual openness and her devil-may-care approach to most things had helped. And it turned out okay. Veronica had been made privy to the secret, and had never told a soul.

"It's not really incest, per se." Josie said. "I'm not planning on letting him fuck me. I just want to.....fool around with him. Tease him. Drive him to the boiling point and then get him off better than he's ever had before. I want to make him cum, the same way I saw-"

"Without fucking him." Veronica interceded.

"Yes." replied Josie. "I think that would be taking it too far."

"So what do you plan to do then?" Veronica asked, one eyebrow arching.

"To use the gifts that I've been given." Josie replied, her smirk returning and blossoming into a full blown smile that could only be described as "predatory".

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And Josie indeed had the gifts that she would need. Glancing down from the road, she focused on the two most prominent ones.

Josie's mother, god rest her soul, had been incredibly well endowed in the breast department. She had been a natural E-cup, resting on a five foot, nine inch frame. She had been very proud of her "girls", and had no qualms at all about showing them off at every opportunity. In addition to the myriad of tight tops and plunging necklines she squeezed them into, she was very fond of flashing them at those who gave the most appreciative stares. And this had been how she met Josie's father, Tanner.

Tanner Macallister it seemed had been tailor-made for Josie's mother. His breast obsession had taken hold at a very young age, and though he tried to reign in the stares at the endless sea of bouncing boobs that California had surrounded him with, it was a battle he was ill prepared to win. Then one day Josie's mother caught him staring across the quad at their high school, probably enjoying the gentle bounce of her bosom as she laughed along with her group of friends, and decided to give him a thrill. Later that day she waited in the parking lot for him to appear and then fell in step beside him as he walked to his car. Josie's mother noticed how attractive he was, all lean muscle on a tall frame, and a handsomely boyish face accented by penetrating icy blue eyes, with a well groomed mustache and goatee. He kept sneaking glances at her gently swaying tits, but she cutely noted he was trying to be discreet about it. She made small talk with him as he climbed in and started the motor, and as he pulled away, she took a quick look around to make sure no one was watching, and then she lifted her tank top far enough that her massive breasts bounced free. She was able to laugh for days later just remembering the look on his face, as he almost steered right into the row of cars he had just backed out of. They were almost always together from that point on.

High school lust turned to romance, which then years later turned to marriage. And not long after, Josie was on her way.

And Josie's mother had bestowed an incredible pair of gifts on her daughter. Though not as big as her mother's chest, Josie was a solid triple D, but was two inches taller than her mother had been. Smokey green eyes danced with an unmitigated zeal for life, and soft, gentle curves could be found from head to toe. Josie, like her mother, had not believed in a super-thin supermodel look. She had a slight tummy, some extra padding around her hips, ass and thighs. A softness that was so out of popular circles but touched men in a way that was almost primal. She had developed quite early, and was a much-desired young lady in her school as well. But something had happened four years ago during Josie's senior year of high school that had irreversibly changed her, had filled her with wanton lust for her own father.

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One night Josie had awakened with the need to use the bathroom. After she had gone she was retracing her steps to her room in the dark when she passed her parent's door. It was slightly cracked, and she could see gently flickering light from within. Then she heard a soft noise, like a quick inhalation of breath. She paused next to the doorjamb, and then sidled closer to take a peek. What she saw froze her in her tracks, her mouth dropping open in surprise.

Her parent's room was softly lit with candles and the gentle glow of a fire from their custom-built bedroom fireplace. Their bed was on the left side wall of the room, placing it in profile to the door at which Josie now stood.

On the bed lay Josie's mother. Flat on her back, with her head propped on a pillow, dark brown hair spilling around her shoulders. Her arms and legs were tightly wrapped around Tanner, who was atop her, thrusting into her with practiced ease.

Josie was dumbfounded. She was still a virgin at the time, but had had many late-night talks with girlfriends amid semicircles of sleeping bags in the den regarding all thingssex. But the descriptions they had given had not prepared her for seeing the real thing. And certainly not for seeing her parents doing it.

Momentary discomfort gave way almost immediately to curiosity, and Josie resolved to watch this scene play out. If nothing else, it would give her a little more info on sex.

Josie mother was murmuring encouragement into Tanner's ear as she clung to him. Her fingers raked up and down his shoulders and back, leaving faint discolored marks when she dug particularly deep enough to mark him. The soft noise Josie had heard was repeated when Tanner gave a particularly intense thrust, Josie's mother gasped at the sensation.

Then Tanner straightened up onto his knees, drawing himself up and away from Josie's mother. And Josie finally saw why she was gasping.

As Tanner lifted himself up, he withdrew his cock from his lover's dripping honey hole. When it came completely free, it sprang up fully erect. Proud and strong, it was without question the largest penis Josie had ever seen. Easily nine inches long, and as big around as a sixteen ounce Red Bull can. Underneath she could just see his smooth shaven balls, swollen and full, the size of tennis balls. She stared in wonder at the slick-wet shaft that bobbed gently in the air with each pump of her father's heart, and felt a sudden flush come to her cheeks. She also realized that she had begun lightly tweaking one nipple through her thin nightshirt, her palm gently supporting pounds of titflesh as she leaned over to peek closer and get a better view.

Tanner reached down and raised his wife's legs, easing them up and over his shoulders, drawing her ass up away from the bed and positioning himself above her once more, almost in a push-up position, but without raising his knees from the bed. His bulbous head found her sopping pussy once again, and with a hissing grunt he buried himself to the hilt once more. Josie's mother let out a low fluttering sigh as she was suddenly filled again, her head tossing gently on the pillow.

The fucking became more powerful now. Tanner jackhammered his cock into his wife's hole, the room filling with rhythmic slapping sounds as his pelvis smacked into his wife's ass. Josie's mother was trying to keep the noise down, probably to avoid waking Josie. But each time her partner would thrust, a small squeak would be forced out from between her tightly clenched teeth.

Josie started suddenly, and was shocked to realize that her hand had slid down the front of her panties, to massage her own clit. She had jumped when her fingers brushed against it, not even realizing she was doing it until it happened. She rubbed her fingertips around her own pussy lips for a moment, moistening her fingers, before she began rubbing her clit in tiny circles, tweaking her nipples with the other hand. She continued to watch through the crack.

Josie's mother's breathing was quickening. She had slid one hand down between them and was massaging her own clit with considerable aplomb. Her massive breasts bounced up and down in unison with the thrusts of her husband. Her thighs began to quiver, and the convulsions soon spread up her entire body. Her breathing came in great gasps as the thrusting cock and her own rubbing fingers carried her over the brink into orgasm. She let out several low mewling moans as she peaked, her body shaking wildly, then collapsed back on the bed as Tanner slowed inside of her.

Josie thought it was over, but her father slowly eased himself back to reveal his thick hard shaft that still throbbed with a life of its own, and Josie realized he had not come. Then he crawled up alongside Josie's mother and threw one leg over top of her stomach.

Josie watched as her father eased himself down straddling her mother's abdomen. His heavy shaft settled onto her torso, naturally falling slightly into the gap between her luscious mounds which still heaved gently as she tried to get her post-orgasm breathing back under control. He reached across to the bedside table and opened a drawer, removing a small bottle of oil. He opened it and dripped a line of oil down the length of his shaft, and then began to rub it over the surface of his cock. It was soon even slicker and wetter than before.

Josie licked her lips and swallowed, and her fingers flew faster over her throbbing clit. Never before had she seen anything as enticing as her father's fat prick. He stroked up and down the shaft smoothly, making sure every inch was fully coated with oil. As he did this, he let the bottle drip freely over the surface of Josie's mother's tits. He paid extra attention to the canyon between the mountains, making a small clear river of oil from her neck to diaphragm. He tossed the bottle away and dropped his cock back into his wife's cleavage. It landed with a heavy dullsmack.

Josie's mother gathered her breasts into her hands, squashing them together around Tanner's thick shaft. She interlaced her fingers over top of his cock, ensuring it would not slip free. Tanner gave a thrust in and out once and moaned. Then he placed his hands over his wife's and began thrusting in earnest.

Josie watched it all. She watched as the huge head of her father's cock poked out from between the oily-slick vise it was currently trapped in, over and over. She watched her mother lean her head down and when the head poked through she tried to slather what she could reach with her tongue, flicking around the crown and wiggling over the pee hole.

She watched her father's face, the flushed look of absolute concentration and focus on approaching orgasm that neatly mirrored her own. She watched his breathing turn ragged, and watched his muscles beginning to tense up. Her own thighs began to shudder as her orgasm approached. She suddenly realized she wanted to come when her father did. She approached the brink, slowing her rhythm and watching for his release.

Tanner's teeth were clenched and his thrusts were speeding up. The rhythmicclap clap clapof his thighs against the mountains of tit flesh he surged between filled the room. He suddenly reached up and grabbed the back of Josie's mothers head. Then he bent her head down slightly further while pushing himself slightly higher on her torso. Josie's mother gave a small sound of surprise, her mouth pursed open in a shocked "O".

Josie had to suppress a moan as her father's shaft burst from between her mother's jiggling tits and the swollen head forcefully tunneled past her puckered lips and into the depths of her hot sucking mouth. Her father adjusted his stroke to bring his throbbing cockhead back out of her mouth before surging inwards again. He continued this new rhythm, his shaft still nestled snugly in the depths of her cleavage while he fucked her mouth with the head.

Josie felt her knees weakening. She had never been more turned on. She forgot who she was, where she was, and what she was doing. All she could focus on was a thick veiny shaft pistoning between a pair of moaning lips, and all she could think wasI wish they were mine.

And then came the only words strong enough to snap her out of her trance.

"I'm coming!" Tanner hissed.

Tanner let loose a guttural sound of pleasure, and gave one final thrust before pulling back. Josie watched his long shaft disgorge from her mother's mouth with a long slurping suck. As the head came free she saw ropey strands of spittle connecting the head and shaft to her mother's lips and tongue. As his cock sprang free he grabbed it with his hand and pumped it vigorously, pointing the giant head of his cock directly at his wife's upturned face, while he held the back of her head firmly with his other hand, keeping her face right where he wanted it.

Josie saw her mother open her mouth and stick out her tongue. Her father's breathing quickened and his hand became a blur on his shaft. His balls had tightened up against the base of his cock and were poised to release. Josie's fingers flew once more, quickly bringing her orgasm upon her.

Josie's pussy exploded in waves of pleasure as her orgasm crashed over her. Through the haze of her consciousness she saw that her father had moaned one final time and tensed up, and from the head of his cock burst a thick stream of stark white cum. It flew out with force, an arcing ribbon of syrupy spray that splattered wetly across her mother's forehead, nose, and upper lip. She moaned and flicked her tongue over the glistening fluid adorning her lip, and as she did another gush burst forth. This one spurted over her left eye, gluing it shut.

Josie bit her lip to keep from crying out. She had not stopped rubbing her clit and she already felt the tingling rising again. Her father's spasming cock let loose another ropey strand that thwacked against her mother's wiggling tongue and squirted into her gaping mouth, she immediately closed her lips and swallowed with a great gulp. As she did, his cock spurted again, covering her lips with a splash of salty white gloss.

Josie came hard, again. She felt a wet squirt from between her thighs as she ejaculated for the first time. It felt so good she had to reach out and place her free hand on the wall to keep from falling over. She dragged her fingers down the length of her slit to wet them with her ejaculate, and then went right back to her clit. Through it all she never took her eyes off of her father's spurting cock.

Two more massive gushes burst from his cock, drawing two thick white stripes across her cheeks up to her forehead. Both eyes were covered with thick white load, and it covered her face in streamers and puddles. It dripped from her chin into the hollow of her neck.

Josie was amazed to see he still wasn't finished, even as her pussy clenched a third time, sending her lower body numb with pleasure and causing her to bury her fingers in her snatch and hold on to the wall for dear life. Her father leaned closer over her mother's face as the powerful spurts gave way to a more feeble dribbling that was still amazingly copious. He dropped dribbles and splashes of cum onto whatever exposed skin it had not yet touched.

Josie wearily leaned against the wall. Her fingers lightly brushed against her quivering pussy as she watched her father's massive tide finally dwindle. She stared amazed at her mother's glazed countenance. Her face was absolutely awash with cum. It puddled on her cheeks and in her eyes, it covered her forehead and hair in ropey strands, it clung stickily to her nose and chin. Josie could see the light reflecting off of her mother's cum-soaked face, and could see she was smiling through the sticky mask. She murmured gently to Tanner as she grabbed the head of his cock and swirled it across her lips and over her cheeks, smearing the warm jism across her face before popping the head into her mouth to suck out the last drops.

As Tanner collapsed satisfied to the bed next to his wife, Josie slowly turned on weak legs and staggered back to her bed, the vision of her father's spurting cock vivid in her mind's eye.

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HOOOOOONK!

Josie snapped back to reality, realizing that as her mind had wandered she had drifted into the next lane. She quickly steered back into her own lane, throwing an apologetic gesture at the car next to her. She wriggled in her seat slightly and realized her panties were damp with her own pussy's dew.

Ever since she saw her father that night, her pussy would moisten up and start dripping just by daydreaming about it. She dated other boys, and even had had sex with a few, but she never felt like she was truly fulfilled by any of it. She only wanted one thing, one man.

And she was on her way to see him now.

Two hours later she finally arrived, pulling onto her father's acre plot that held the beautiful two story house he had helped design himself. Being an architect had its advantages. Being a man who enjoyed his privacy, he had surrounded the plot with high fences and dense trees and bushes.

Josie parked and listened for a moment to the gentle thrum of rain intermingled with her cars idle. She had decided to start by dressing sexily, dropping not-so-subtle hints, and use some innuendo and body positioning, then gauge his reaction to those. She had watched some incest videos over the years and noted the little girl voice that most girls used. Once her father was hooked, she would reel him in with "Little Girl Josie". The contrast of slutty language from a supposedly innocent and naïve little girl was enough to drive some men crazy. She was sure her father would eat it right up. 

She took a deep breath and blew it out, then removed her keys from the ignition. Suddenly she stopped and grinned. Reaching down, she popped open the top two buttons on her white blouse, allowing her deep cleavage to emerge. Josie looked down, delighted. Her father was taller than her by at least 5 inches, so he would be looking right down into her cleavage whenever she stood close to him. She wanted him to stare at her big rack. Opening the door, she slid out of the car, immediately feeling the rain start to soak her clothes. She stood still for a moment, wanting her white blouse to fully absorb the water and turn deliciously translucent. Then she started for the front door.

Get ready, daddy. She thought, here comes your baby girl.

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Tanner Macallister pushed the weight bar up with a grunt, placing it on the rack as he finished his last set. Weight lifting was his only real passion now. It numbed him, helped him forget. And even though he never could, he tried hard to forget, if only for a little while.

Two years ago, while Josie was away at college, Tanner's wife had been in a car accident. A hot rodding teen had run a red light and smashed into the driver's side of his wife's car. She had been killed instantly. It had torn his entire world down, and left him alone amid the wreckage. Josie had been there for him during the funeral and after, grieving with him and helping him cope, but after about eight months she had decided to resume her classes, throwing herself into her studies.

So Tanner had thrown himself into weight lifting. And now, the results showed, despite how indifferent he was to it.

Tanner looked at himself in the mirror on the wall of his weight room. Tall, broad shouldered, with layers of muscle packed onto his frame. Hair greying a little at the temples, but the rest still a sandy blonde. He hadn't really tried getting back into the dating scene. One or two dates his friends had set him up with, but nothing that went anywhere. He just hadn't expected to need to date ever again.

Tanner stared at himself a few moments longer, then the doorbell rang. He scooped up his towel and mopped at his dripping face and neck as he went to the front door. He pulled it open and...

"DADDY!" squealed a familiar voice.

A ten-ton truck rammed into his chest, taking his air away with a whoosh. Even in his fit state, his daughter could still knock him for a loop. She buried her face into the nape of his neck by his shoulder and threw both arms around his neck. "It's so good to see you!"

"Hi pumpkin." He said, arms smoothly coming up to return the hug his daughter was so enthusiastically crushing him with. The hug was almost uncomfortable, and he could clearly feel the swell of his daughter's breasts pressing firmly into his own pecs. He tried to wipe that thought from his mind as he lowered his hands to her waist and she drew back. As she did, she turned her head into his neck, and inhaled deeply. Her nose barely brushed against his skin.

"You smell like sweat." She said. There was a hint of something he couldn't quite place in her voice.

"Yeah, I was just finishing up with the weights." He said.

"Looking good." She said, playfully bouncing a light punch off of his abs. "I bet all the ladies stare."

"Maybe." He said. "I don't really pay attention to that."

"What were you working on?" She asked.

"Chest." He replied, "Bench press, incline and regular."

She reached up and placed one palm on his chest, held it there, then looked into his eyes.

"I think its working."

Tanner felt the hairs on his arm stand up when she said that. Her touch felt warm on his chest, and she seemed in no hurry to remove her hand. He also noticed that below her face, a deep expanse of breast flesh was presenting itself for inspection, gently curving inward before plunging into the deep dark canyon of her cleavage.

"Uh-"He stammered.

Just as quickly she dropped her hand and walked into the house. As she passed him, Tanner got a good look at her.

Josie had changed since he last saw her. Her brown hair was cut shorter, now just even with her shoulders. Her outfit looked almost like a schoolgirl's uniform, though they were not required at her college. The navy blue jacket was open, and the white collared blouse underneath was not buttoned all the way up. He noticed that as well as her cleavage being prominently on display, the shirt was wet from the rain, showing him the contrast of her black bra. The skirt seemed a little short, and hugged her hips tightly. The look was completed with white stockings and black shoes.

Josie walked to the kitchen as Tanner trailed along in her wake. She crossed to the refrigerator and threw the door open. Perusing the shelves momentarily, her eyes settled on a can of coke on one of the lower shelves in the back. She bent over and reached in for it.

Tanner stopped cold at the entrance to the kitchen. As his daughter bent over in front of him her skirt rode up her hips. As she extended her arm and reached into the fridge she bent further at the waist without bending her knees. Instantly Tanner was staring straight at his daughters white panties. And from the looks of it, they were almost certainly a thong.

Tanner stared at the smooth flesh of his daughter's upper thighs and buttocks, split by a thin line of white fabric that was certainly hiding her.....

STOP!

Tanner shook his head, shoving the thought down. What the hell was wrong with him? This was his little girl.

"Can I get anything out for you, Daddy?" Josie called, turning and looking over her shoulder while flashing a bright smile.

"No, no thanks." He said, mustering a weak smile. "I think I'll just go take a shower."

"Okay daddy." Josie chirped as she strolled towards the living room. "I'll just watch some TV."

Tanner turned and headed for the stairs, his heart thumping in his chest.

A cold shower, I think.

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Damn. I think he noticed, but how much?

Josie Macallister sipped her soda and flipped aimlessly through the channels. She wasn't really paying attention to the TV, she was thinking about what her father had said.

"I think I'll just go take a shower."

I bet he's up there soaping that huge cock of his right now. I wonder if he's thinking of me as he does it.

Feeling the all-too-familiar moistening of her sex, Josie quietly slid her hand down the front of her skirt, found her clit, and started to rub. The thought of her father's naked cock only a short distance away, though separated by a few walls brings her to the brink very quickly. She shudders out a panting climax, feeling her sticky juices coat her flying fingers. She brings her fingers to her own lips, sucking gently. The musky taste of her sex a stark contrast to the sweetness of her coke.

You haven't seen anything yet, daddy.

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The next few days were mostly uneventful. Josie and Tanner stayed close to home, falling into a routine of spending their mornings together before Tanner left for the office, then Josie sunbathed or watched television or called Veronica to give her updates on what Veronica had started jokingly referring to in a fake newscaster voice as "Daddyfuck watch 2014". In the evenings they ate meals together and watched movies and talked. Tanner asked Josie several times if she was planning on visiting any friends during her stay, but she insisted that she had planned on just taking this school break easy, and keep the partying to an absolute minimum, if she went out at all.

The weather cleared, giving way to warm April sunshine. It became almost unseasonably warm, the temperature flirting with the low to mid-nineties. Then the weekend arrived, and with that came the weekend chores.

Tanner Macallister pushed the lawnmower across the wide expanse of his front lawn. When he bought this property, he had liked the idea of a big yard. Most of the upscale houses in Auburn had big yards or small amounts of acreage attached, but now it just felt like work.

The sweat pours from his face in rivulets, sticking his shirt to his chest and soaking the waistband of his basketball shorts. There is no breeze, so the air hangs heavily like a shroud.

Finally reaching the last corner, he stops and empties the bag. As he puts the mower away he decides that maybe cooling off is in order. So without another thought he heads for the pool. He hadn't gone for a dip in a while, maybe a nice cold dunk would get his mind off of....things.

Just say it, Tanner. Get your mind off your daughter. Your daughter who seems to want any excuse to be with you, bump up against you. A daughter who can't stop showing off some skin, and if you didn't know better, seems to be parading herself for your approval.

Tanner shook off that thought. That's impossible. There's no way that his daughter could be coming on to him.

Wasn't there?

It certainly seemed like she might be trying to dress a certain way. She flounced around in tight tops and high skirts or booty shorts, and late in the evening was all too happy to put on a thin nightshirt that seemed a little too short, and when she sat just so on the couch while talking to him it would ride up until....

STOP IT

Tanner snapped himself out of his reverie again. His thoughts were straying to his daughter in a sexual manner now, and it was becoming more frequent. It alarmed him, it was thinking about incest for crying out loud. The most taboo of taboos.

But still...

Tanner peeled off his shirt, kicked of his sandals and took a running dive straight into the pool as he reached it, partially to get out of the heat, and partially to cool the fire that seemed to be building in his brain and loins. Try as he might, he couldn't clear the vision of his daughter from his fevered brain right away.

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"Have you pulled out all the stops?" Veronica asked over the phone.

"Yes, I mean, I think so." Josie replied, sighing and brushing a stray wisp of hair out of her eyes. "I've hung it out there quite a bit, waiting for a bite, a nibble even, but he's like a rock. He hasn't had any kind of intimate contact with another woman since mom, I figured that a few easy flirtations and some provocative outfits would have him panting at my door in no time, but I honestly don't know if I'm reaching him."

"You know what I think?" Veronica asked.

"What?"

"Go for broke."

"What!?"

"Hang it all out there. Leave no doubt. It's time to draw the line in the sand. Tell him you want him. "

Even from hundreds of miles away over the phone, Josie could still hear the impish glee in her friend's voice.

From the back yard, came a loud splash. Josie thought for a moment, then smiled.

"Yeah," she said cooly into the phone. "I think I will. I've gotta go. It's time, and I know just what to do."

"Oooh how exciting!" Veronica squealed. "I'm starting to get a little flushed here. I think it's time for me to let my fingers do the walking."

Josie chuckled.

"Have fun, Ronnie." She said "I'll call with the juicy details later."

"Go get him, girl!" Veronica cheered, and Josie hung up the phone and ran for her room upstairs. She had to change, and fast.

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Tanner had swum a few laps back and forth, and felt much better. The fire in his brain had cooled with the fire on his skin, and he was just about ready to go see about some lunch when the sliding glass back door opened, and Josie Macallister stepped into view.

Sweet Jesus!

Josie strolled into the light from the darker interior of the house. She was clad in a skimpy two-piece bathing suit of a vivid red. The top was two small squares no larger than your standard playing card, connected by strings, and the bottom seemed to be strings holding a slightly thicker string between her legs.

Tanner gaped. All his self-control and composure blew away like so much dust. He gaped openmouthed at the raw sexuality his daughter encompassed. Her large breasts jiggled and swayed as she walked, the top almost losing the battle to keep them contained with every step. Her hips undulated back and forth, her shapely buttocks popping and jumping each time she shifted her weight, tantalizing him in a way that he had not felt in a long, long time. Her hair was done up in two short pigtails, which bobbed and bounced in time with her massive swinging tits.

Tanner was still in the water, up to his shoulders. And for that he was immediately grateful as a torrent of blood surged into his flaccid penis, almost immediately thickening and lengthening it to its full engorged mass. It was so hard it felt like the skin might split.

Josie crossed to a chaise set up within ten feet of the pool where Tanner now stood, his cock throbbing with each thump of his heart within his chest. Tanner noticed that she held a book, and a small bottle of tanning lotion.

"Hi daddy." She purred, and Tanner felt his cock lurch, and almost certainly disgorge a blob of pre-cum into his shorts. This voice was nothing like her normal voice. It was vampish, sexual, hungry.

"Hi, pumpkin." He choked out, finding it very difficult to get his tongue and mouth to act in concert.

"I think I want to get some sun. Do you mind?" She cooed, cocking her hip and staring directly into his eyes.

"Sure," Tanner gulped, "No problem. I think I'm going to swim for a bit longer."

Until this massive erection goes away, and I can get out without making a major ass of myself.

"Okay." Josie said, and she turned and plopped down on the chaise, causing her gorgeous breasts to wobble and wiggle back and forth across her chest. She applied a thin layer of oil to her arms, neck and upper chest, and lay back, reading her book and humming softly to herself.

Tanner meandered around the pool for about ten minutes, trying desperately to urge the blood out of his engorged member. But every time Josie would shift or adjust in the chaise it would throb anew, growing harder and harder.

Tanner focused his attention on some nearby trees. He tried to think of baseball, taxes, anything get his embarrassing problem to go away, but to no avail. He glanced over at his daughter again.

Her eyes were shut, and the book was lightly resting on her upper chest, held loosely in one hand. Her breathing was slow and easy.

She's asleep! Go now!

Tanner approached the side of the pool and slowly lifted himself out. His cock stood out in front of him like a bowsprit on a sailing ship. It throbbed and jumped with every breath, every pulse of his heart.

Tanner kept himself angled away from his daughter's view and started sidling towards the house, no call greeted him, and he glanced over at his girl.

She still dozed in the sun, no indication of waking up.

Tanner immediately moved again, faster this time. Relief spread through him as he moved past the chaise and angled across the yard towards the house. Just another few feet and he would be clear to-

THUMP

The crack echoed across the backyard like a gunshot. Tanner froze, not knowing what the hell it was, but hoping it hadn't woken Josie up.

"Daddy." Came the voice. No nonsense, no playful inflection. All business.

"Yes pumpkin?" He said, not looking around or turning towards her.

"I seem to have dropped my book." She replied, silence stretched for a moment, then "Get it for me."

"Um, I don't think-"

"Now." That had seemed almost louder than the book falling, somehow.

Tanner slowly turned and looked over his shoulder. What he saw simultaneously took his breath away and caused his heart to pound.

Josie was sitting up in the chaise. Her hand was held out to one side, palm down. And resting on the ground under her hand, was the book.

She did it on purpose! His mind shrieked. She wasn't asleep! His mind reeled with the implications, as his rational side tried to figure a way out, and his animal side kept pumping blood into his straining erection.

Tanner backed slowly across the yard, knowing he looked foolish but not really knowing what else to do. A scant part of his brain was still resisting mightily what his animal side had already recognized, acknowledged, and prepared for.

Turning away from Josie he knelt next to her, hiding his erection in between his thighs as he bent down, he retrieved the book, and handed it to her.

"Here you go." He said, grinning weakly.

"Thanks." She said, studying him with slightly hooded eyes.

Standing up while turning away again, Tanner moved to take a step.

"Wait."

He froze.

"Yes pumpkin?"

"Show it to me." Crisp, sharp, no nonsense here. "I want to see what you've been hiding."

Tanner felt the blood pounding in his ears. Never had he felt so strange, like he might fly apart at the seams at any moment. His head felt fuzzy. He tried playing dumb one last time.

"Show you what?"

And Josie struck, lightning fast. Her hands shot out and grabbed his hips, and from a seated position she twisted and pulled. Tanner stumbled in a clumsy half turn that had him fighting harder to keep from tumbling onto the chaise with her than doing anything else.

Like keeping his shorts up.

"Wait Josie! Don't-"

Josie hooked her fingers at the elastic waistband of his basketball shorts, and before her father could stop her she gave a great downward heave. His shorts skinned straight down his thighs, and his massive engorged cock sprang up into the air, all throbbing veins and stretched skin.

***************

My god, look at it.

Now it was Josie's turn to gawk. His cock has sprung up almost nose-to-nose with her. She was mere inches from the enormous head. She had never seen a cock this large this close before. She felt a tingling between her legs. Her breath quickened.

Okay daddy, time to meet "Little girl Josie".

"Daddy." She panted, looking up into his eyes, her voice several octaves higher with an unmistakable note of innocence and naivete. "Your cock is so huge. Can I touch it? I want to touch it more than anything."

"Yes." He hissed, his last vestiges of rationale crumbling into rubble.

Josie reached up, and placed her hand around his shaft, just below the head. For a moment she just sat, feeling the heat and the heft of his cock through her palm. She squeezed slightly, feeling the spongy flesh give under her touch. Her father sighed.

Josie began to stroke slowly up and down the shaft. She started lightly but grew more brazen quickly. Within moments she was pumping steadily while twisting her wrist to rotate her hand's position on the shaft. Her father groaned with approval.

"It's so hot, Daddy." She gasped. "So big."

She tightened her grip at the base of the shaft and drew her hand up the length, still squeezing tight. When she reached the crown she was rewarded, a thick blob of clear pre-cum dribbled from the head, leaking down onto the underside of his cock. She quickly dabbed it with her thumb, then applied it to the super sensitive area directly on the underside of the head, rubbing it into the skin in small circles.

"Oh god pumpkin. It feels so good." Tanner managed to say.

"That's what I'm going to do, daddy." Josie hissed, stroking him anew. "I'm going to make you feel good. I'm going to get all that creamy stuff out! I've wanted to do this for years!"

"Years?" Tanner croaked, trying to focus on her words past the fantastic handjob she was giving.

"Years." She affirmed, sitting up straight and stopping her stroke. "I saw your cock one night squirting sticky goop everywhere, and ever since I've wanted to make you shoot it out for me. I've waited a long time for this, and it's finally here."

 "You wanted me?"

A nod.

"You know what else I've wanted?" She coos up at him. "It's sooooooo bad."

"What?"

"This."

Josie Macallister leaned forward, aiming her father's engorged cockhead at her widening mouth. She sealed her lips around the crown and formed a slight suction, then pressed her tongue firmly against the underside, and let out a long low mmmmmmmmmmm. Then she pushed it towards and into the back of her mouth, back, back, knowing what she had in store for her father. She had practiced for this, knowing how large he was.

Here it goes, Daddy. It's MINE now.

***************

Tanner Macallister's knees almost buckle as his daughter slides his thick hard shaft down into her throat. She lets out a strangled sound as he eases in, her eyes squeezed tight shut. Her nostrils flare and her throat expands to encompass the invader. He feels her accept his length, down, down, down, until suddenly he feels her nose bump his stomach. She whimpers excitedly and a blast of hot breath from her nostrils tickles his belly button. She has taken every inch of him, on her first try. His mind reels with lust. She holds him there for as long as she can, before pulling the shaft up out of the depths of her esophagus. It is shiny and coated with slimy spit.

"Whoosh. HAH!" She gasps for air as the thick tool exits her throat, allowing her to breathe. She giggles and slowly strokes his slimy tool.

"Gosh daddy, that was tougher than I thought. You have such a big thick one. I almost couldn't get it all down!"

"Oh my god that was amazing." He says, "Now suck me good. Not in your throat, suck and lick my cock all over."

"Of course, Daddy." Josie is playing the innocent-but-not-really role perfectly. "Your baby girl is gonna suck your cock so good. You're gonna get that sticky stuff everywhere."

Josie plants her mouth and tongue over every inch of her father's throbbing shaft. She bestows long, loving licks along the length. She slaps the head of his fat cock against her tongue. She rubs her pursed lips up and down over the underside, swirling her tongue over the ultra-sensitive spot under the head. Then she clamps her puckered lips over the head and falls into a steady rhythm of sucking. She puts just the right amount of pressure on the shaft, tightens the suction, and bobs her head enthusiastically up and down his trembling length. She jacks his cock with one hand, twisting her wrist around the shaft, and as she does this she cups both his massive shaved balls in her other hand, gently kneading and tickling them with her fingertips. When he groans with pleasure at this, she raises his shaft up with one hand and shamelessly tongue-bathes both of his hot balls.

***************

Josie Macallister sucks her father's swollen balls into her mouth one at a time and feels how engorged they are, how heavy they are with a huge creamy load just waiting to be shot...

"How much is gooey stuff is there?" She moans into his balls between slathering, slutty licks. "How much is there for me?"

"A lot." He groans. "I haven't come for over a week."

She gasps and looks up at him.

"A week?" She says, and then a slow smile spreads over her face. "Mmmmm. I want it all. I'm going to get every *slurp* last *shlorp* drop."

She attacks his balls with renewed gusto, almost imagining that she can feel them churning against her lips, preparing his steaming broth to erupt out over her entire body. Soon Tanner's entire shaft and swollen ballsack is coated with gooey saliva that drips in syrupy strands onto the ground. Stopping suddenly she devours more than half his length and pulls his buttocks towards her, urging him to fuck her slutty little face. She closes her eyes and forgets everything else in the world. All she knows is a hot thick shaft plunging into her mouth over and over again, as her father reaches up and grabs her pigtails like handles, steadying himself as he fucks her eager, hungry mouth. Her nipples feel hard enough to cut glass, poking at the thin material of her bikini. Her inner thighs are damp and sticky with her pussy's trickling fluid, her bikini bottoms saturated with natural lube.

The face-fucking continues for some minutes. Occasionally the pace changes, speeds up until she's gurgling in pleasure at his cock's rapid plunge-then-extract-then-plunge into her throat, and then slows so she can feel every inch of his meat sliding slowly between her lips, feel the veins on her tongue, feel the head rubbing against the insides of her cheeks. As it goes on his cock periodically leaks a nectary glob of pre-cum onto her tongue. She eagerly samples his essence, savors the heady flavor as she smears it over the inside of her mouth with her tongue so the taste will linger.

Suddenly his pace quickens, and his breathing changes. He thrusts enthusiastically again, and she feels the spongy head swell somehow larger in her clamping lips. The shaft throbs, and his balls tighten up against his body, as his thighs begin to shake.

Not yet you don't.

***************

Tanner Macallister pistons his trembling cock between his daughter's lips, feeling the jism bubbling up in his balls, preparing to erupt in creamy hot torrents. He prepares to willingly throw himself over the edge. He's going to cum in his daughter's mouth.

He picks up the pace and feels the tingling begin to spread down his shaft. His orgasm begins to rise in his balls.

Suddenly Josie shoves him back with both hands, his cock springing free with an audible slurp-pop. He tries to grip the shaft and stroke but she knocks his hand away, giggling at his desperation.

"Not yet daddy. It's not time to get me all messy yet."

"What?" He pants. "But why?"

She simply smiles innocently up at him, then rises to her feet.

"I have a big surprise for you in my room. Come up in five minutes and then we'll see if you're ready to get me all sticky, okay?"

And then she sashays away, making sure her butt pops and jumps as she walks. Tanner gulps and stares, his aching shaft angrily stabbing empty air in front of him.

This was going to be a long five minutes.

Four minutes and twenty-seven seconds later his cock is leading the charge up the stairs to his daughter's room. It bobs with every step as he climbs the stairs in record time and throws open the door.

Josie lays on the bed within, propped up on a pillow on her back. Her bikini is gone, and her legs are spread wide. With one hand she tweaks and rolls her nipples, first one then the other. Her other hand has her middle and ring fingers buried deep in her shaven pussy, fucking in and out as she rubs her palm back and forth across her clit. In the light from the open curtains he can see slick clear juices running down into the crack of her ass and soaking the bedsheets. Her pussy makes sexy wet squishing noises as she plays with herself.

As the door opens to bang against the wall, her eyes open wide, her breath hitches, and her back arches off the bed. A clear shower of liquid squirts over her palm, splashing droplets into the air and over her tummy, arm and thighs.

"Look at my juicy little pussy, daddy!" She squeals, hand blurring on her convulsing cunt as she thrashes on the bed. "Watch your baby squirt! Watch meeeee!""

Tanner sees that and any more conscious thought short-circuits. He grips his cock firmly and marches towards the bed, preparing to bury it balls-deep in his daughter's tight, willing snatch as soon as he reaches her.

***************

The door bursts open, and he's there, framed in the doorway. His cock standing out like a divining rod, pointing straight at the wet tunnel she's eagerly humping against her hand.

Josie Macallister cums as soon as the door opens. She throws her head back and feels her pussy squirt. A torrent of hot juice wets her hand and she feels multiple pricks of warmth as droplets splash her skin. She raises her head to look, urging her father to watch her pussy gush with her new little girl persona, but her father is already there. He slides onto the bed in one smooth movement, his hand batting hers away from its place atop her spasming cunt. He grips his shaft at the base and presses the fat head against her spread labia. He leans forward and grabs her hip with one hand to guide himself in.

"WAIT!" Josie barks, her hand reaching down to grip her father's cock just behind the head. She yanks up just as he thrusts forward, his bulbous head missing its target and the length of his shaft slides up and over, dragging deliciously across her clit with its entire length, coming to rest with his balls nestled up against her hot honey pot. Tanner looks up at her, bewilderment in his eyes.

"Not there." She says. "That's naughty."

Tanner is gasping with pent-up lust. His heart is pounding in his chest so hard he feels it might erupt through his ribcage, and his face is flushed red. His cock is bright red down the length of the shaft, except for the plum-purple head. It leaks a steady dribble of pre-cum now, and it is slowly pooling on his daughter's belly.

"Then what?" He says, "What can I do?"

She trails her tongue across her lips, and reaches down to pull something from under her hip on the bed. She holds it up to show him.

A small tube of flavored lube.

She uncaps it and turns the bottle upside down, letting a steady stream of cherry-scented syrup ooze out across her mountainous titflesh. She upends the entire tube across her chest, then rubs both palms through it, reaching down to spread the slick warmth all over her father's twitching shaft.

"My boobies, daddy." Josie coos softly, her little girl demeanor making Tanner's blood pressure skyrocket. "I want you to fuck my big fat boobies with your big yummy cock. Just stick it in there and go until all that hot messy stuff comes out, 'kay?"

Tanner feels nothing but the hot rush of blood pounding in his ears. It mirrors the throbbing of blood in his shaft. Without a word he moves to reposition himself. Josie feels his weight settle onto her tummy, his fat cock laying heavily against her chest. She folds her arms across her middle under her gigantic oil-slick mounds, forcing them up and out, knowing how breast men like to watch a girls big titties pushed up on display. Tanner rubs his shaft back and forth across her titflesh, smearing oil and pre-cum everywhere. Then he reaches down and pushes both of her tits together, squeezing them tightly around his penis. Then he moves his palms atop her aereolas, pushing literally pounds of breast flesh down and in at the same time, forming a tight viselike tunnel of velvety-smooth, oily-wet boobs.

"That's it daddy." Josie urges, licking her lips. "Make all that sticky stuff come out. I want to eat it all up."

"Are you sure, pumpkin?" He asks, falling into the charade. "There's an awful lot of sticky stuff in me. I don't know if you can handle it."

"I can to!" She replies. "You'll see! I want all your stuff. I'll show you what a big girl I am and make you proud!"

"You don't have to call it stuff, pumpkin." Tanner says, "You can call it what it is. Cum."

"I don't know...." Josie says, playing the nervousness bit to the hilt. "That sounds ucky."

"Go ahead pumpkin. Say it. Let daddy hear you say it."

"Okay daddy." She whispers. "I'll say it just for you."

"What do you want, pumpkin?"

"Cum." Josie breathes, looking directly into her father's eyes. "I want your cum, daddy. I want to taste it and feel it on me and gulp it all down."

Josie lowers her gaze to the angry purple-red cockhead that is rising out from between her massive melons, poised mere inches from her face. The hole at the end is dribbling clear fluid that drips down into the nape of her neck, pooling at the top of her deep cleavage. Her father pushes forward, and that cockhead lurches forward to moosh against her lips. Josie lets out a startled sound of surprise, and feels a wave of heat wash over her at the unmitigated sluttiness of this act. Her father begins to rapidly piston his throbbing cock back and forth along the length of her cleavage. Josie's view is spectacular. His cockhead slides away into her cleavage with an audible squishing sound, and moments later slides right back, emerging from the dark tunnel into her sunlit room, the throbbing head mashing against her lips or face with the heady scent of pre-cum and cherries. She feels stickiness on her face and licks her lips. She tastes sweet-salty. She reaches down under her hip on the other side and pulls out her next toy. A small vibrating egg attached by a cord to another. She worms it down under her father's ass and twists the power knob on one of the eggs to the highest setting, then slips it into her sopping wet pussy.

***************

Tanner is busily augering his aching shaft through the hot wet tunnel of his daughter's tits when he hears a subdued bzzzzzzzzzzz start, and Josie begins to squirm under him, tossing her head and moaning. Tanner grins to himself, knowing what she has done. He knows from experience that girls with big tits usually have incredibly powerful orgasms while having their tits mauled by a straining pecker. He throws himself into the act of thrusting through his daughter's titflesh with renewed gusto, feeling the beginning tickles of approaching orgasm once again. Under him, his daughter mewls out a low undulating cry as her hips rock again, her pussy heaving through another mind-shattering orgasm. Her mouth opens in a puckered "O", and she pants out several rapid-fire ooooh oooooh oooooooh noises as her eyes clench shut. Tanner sees his chance, and thrusts forward, aiming his cock right for his daughter's lips.

***************

Josie feels her pussy explode, her hips buck of their own accord, and she becomes intensely aware of the friction heat of the heavy cock plowing through her cleavage. She pants out a few wordless sounds of pleasure, seeing nothing through tightly shut eyes, aware of a slight shifting of her father's weight on top of her.

"oooh oooooooh oooooooohmmmph!"

Her father's shaft roars past her lips like a speeding express train, driving for the back of her throat and stopping just short of her uvula. She immediately cums again, harder. Her eyes roll back in her head as her senses attempt to juggle all the data they are being flooded with. Touch, taste, hearing, smell, all pressing down on her like a warm heavy blanket. Her universe shrinks to a black void full of pinpoints of light, of which two are vividly intense. One is a thick shaft plowing up her cleavage and into her slack mouth, the other is a low undulating buzz permeating every square inch of her wet convulsing pussy.

She is riding a wave of pleasure seemingly without end. As her orgasms peak and subside, another instantly starts. Her chest hitches unsteadily, her thighs can't stop quivering, and for a moment she thinks something is wrong.

"Dying...." She whines out around thrusts of his engorged cockhead. "I'm dying."

"No, baby." Tanner says. "You just can't stop coming. Don't worry. It's almost over. I can't hold back much longer."

Heat spreads through her body, like the blood under her skin has begun simmering gently. Slowly she starts to return to herself.

It's almost time. I'm going to make my father cum!

Josie Macallister finds her voice. It is a simple instruction to her father.

"Face." She gasps. "All over my face."

As Tanner grunts and strains into the final stretch, Josie manages to position the second egg under her father's swinging scrotum, and without any warning, switches it on full blast.

***************

"Face."

Tanner's balls contract forcefully up against his body, he feels his cum churning and bubbling inside of him.

"All over my face."

Tanner feels himself approaching the point of no return. His cock is a blur enveloped by heaving titflesh. His daughter's face the gorgeous target about to be defiled by his copious release. Any second now.....

BZZZZZZZZZZZ

The vibrations strike like a bolt of lightning, turning the depths of his testicles into a supernova of pleasure. And before Tanner can form a coherent thought, the dam instantly, finally, explosively bursts.

With a guttural roar, Tanner pushes his cock forward out of his daughter's heaving bosom one final time, and when it reaches the apex of its path, a Hershey-Kiss sized glob of semen explodes from his cockhead. It arcs through the air, trailing a long unfurling streamer of cum the thickness of a pencil, before sloppily drawing a meandering path of creamy whiteness from Josie's forehead to her chin. His daughter is face-to-cockhead with him, and the impact of the blast smacking forcefully against her face makes her jump. Her head reflexively turns to one side, as a second gluey strand emerges to paint its way up her cheek and into her hairline.

Tanner clamps down on the sides of his daughter's head with both hands and forcibly turns her back to face his gushing member. As he releases his hold on her massive boobs to do so, his cock is momentarily freed from the velvety tunnel it had been smothered by as gravity pulls her heavenly globes away from the sides of his dick, her brown gumdrop nipples stabbing upwards towards the ceiling. But only for a moment, as Josie's own hands rise up to push her titflesh firmly back against the sides of his spewing tool. She jiggles the flesh with her palms, sending staccato micro-bursts of pleasure through the length of his spurting pecker that mirror the ones beating a never ending drumbeat against the walls of her clutching pussy. His balls continue their work unabated, and shot number three spews out and slimes her right between the eyes, the thick glob trickling down the bridge of her nose through the snail trail left by the stream that followed it. It rolls off to one side and follows the curve of one nostril onto her upper lip. As it does, she opens her mouth to allow it entry, and sticks her tongue out as well, giving her father a new inviting target to defile with his flood of sperm.

And defile it he does, as the thick glob slides right in, so does spurt number four, which rockets past her gaping lips straight into the depths of her mouth. Shot number five follows right behind it, a forked blast that splits in the middle, though both go straight into her hungry gullet. From his position astride his daughter, Tanner watches through heavy lids as his cockhead belches another pair of steaming jizz-missiles that crash across his baby's pearly white teeth and ruby red lips, the majority continuing on unabated into the damp recesses of her rapidly filling mouth. The creamy projectiles land in the same spot on the back of his baby girl's moist pink tongue.

***************

Josie Macallister is caught in a vice-grip of ecstasy. Her pussy stutters out rapid-fire orgasms as thick molten cum rains down on her face and fills her hungry mouth.

I'm finally his little cum slut.

"Oh god, so yummy." She gurgles out around a mouthful of sticky cream, "So yummy and thick for me."

Her father's gooey release is everywhere. She is drowning in his essence. Every breath fills her lungs with its scent. Her face feels tacky from the liberal spackling it has received so far. She enthusiastically sloshes and rolls the copious puddle of semen around her mouth, savoring its thick salty taste, feeling its silky smooth texture, even as more creamy meteors arc across the space separating her spunk-laden face from his twitching cock to burst themselves sloppily against her puckered lips and dangle like gooey cum-stalactites from the point of her chin. Gathering her resolve, Josie rolls the enormous creamy treat to the back of her mouth, and her throat contracts once. 

GULP

As the thick man-syrup is greedily devoured, more is being pumped onto her closed eye sockets to pool there and glue her eyes shut. She feels it clumping in her hair, she feels an especially thick glob smack into her left cheek. Her feebly twitching pussy gives one more delicious spasm, as it releases a gush of ejaculate across her twisted bedding. She shakes her titties harder, hoping to keep silky liquid missiles raining down upon her eager face until it coats every square inch.

"Uuuuughn gawd it's so hot!" She squeals, her lips inadvertently blowing a bubble from the semen slathered messily across her lips and teeth. "Cream me, daddy! Cream your baby girl!"

Her father's cock obliges her, spasming an unprecedented thirteen times, each one disgorging a flood of pearly white fluid that could easily fill a tablespoon. Finally it slows and stops, the last copious oozes dribbling onto her neck, mixing with oil and giving her a greasy white puddle in the hollow of her neck. For a minute Josie can only lay there, panting as she feels the cloying mass of streamers and globs slowly trickling and seeping down her destroyed countenance, and oozing down both sides of her neck onto her pillow. The scent of his fresh ejaculation fills her nostrils, sending her senses spinning.

Finally, she gingerly cracks her left eyelid, struggling to open it enough to see without getting any cum in it. She sees her father, panting astride her chest. His face is lit with immeasurable relief, and affection. He is beaming down at her, the corners of his mouth curved upwards.

Josie feels the same way. It was better than anything she could have ever hoped. It was perfect in every way.

Josie Macallister smiles proudly through her father's cum mask before raising her head up to capture his oozing cockhead between her lips. She sucks hard, drawing the last dregs of silky juice up his urethra and into her mouth to be greedily devoured with the rest. A quick swallow, and she opens her mouth to show him it is empty.

"Good girl." He says, reaching up with one hand to touch her tenderly on a slimy coated cheek. "You ate it all up like a good slut does. Daddy is proud of you."

"Thank you daddy." She giggles, blushing through the facial glaze that she is in no hurry to wipe away, wearing it like a badge of triumph. "I'm so happy that you shot all your messy stuff on me. I love the way it feels."

"It felt good for me too, pumpkin."

"Let's go get cleaned up, so you can do it again." She says, flashing him a cum-coated grin.