Breast Obsessed Ch. 02 by breastman80

Later that evening...

A beacon of light appears suddenly in the dark, dimly illuminating Josie Macallister's bedroom, as well as its sole occupant.

Josie raises her cellphone closer to her face and begins to scroll through numbers, looking for one in particular. Her hair is damp from her second shower, and a small towel is tied above the swell of her jutting breasts. Her face is the picture of serenity; smooth, calm, centered. And not too surprisingly at that, considering what she has spent most of the afternoon doing.

The faintest whisper of a smile touches her lips as she remembers. Her red bikini, feigning sleep, a rigid shaft plunging into her mouth and between her tits, hot semen cooling on her skin. She closes her eyes, drifting on the memory.....

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After their first sexual encounter Josie's father had retrieved a warm damp cloth from the bathroom and had tenderly cleaned her face and neck, at least what was left from her scooping his copious leavings up with her fingers and licking them clean, savoring his manly aroma as she sucked her fingertips.

Then they had gone into the shower together, sighing contentedly as the steaming water sluiced oil and other fluids from both of their bodies. They had laughed playfully as they soaped one another, sudsy hands massaging each other everywhere. Josie had bitten her lip as her father's hands soaped her breasts, as he gently brushed her erect nipples and then gathered their substantial mass in his palms, squeezing gently. She allowed her own hands to run across tight abdominal muscles, sliding easily around to cup a double handful of her father's taut butt. She drew him in closer, feeling a familiar hardness creeping up her tummy.

Her father's renewed erection wormed its way up between them, and Josie reached out to gather it into her hands. She stroked gently as her father groaned into her neck, where he was peppering her flesh with feather-light kisses that spread goosebumps up and down her body.

Josie trailed her thumbs over the head of her father's rod, leaning up into his ear.

"Well lookie here Daddy." She murmurs, "I think you're about ready for round two, what do you think?"

"Mmmhmm." Tanner breathes, his lips sucking gently on his daughter's neck.

Josie slips out of his embrace and quickly leaves the shower. Without even grabbing a towel, she darts out of the room, skin still glistening wet.

"Come and get me." She calls, running for the stairs.

Tanner pursues her, but by the time he is out of the shower and fully on the hunt, Josie has vanished into the cavernous recesses of the house. Tanner creeps downstairs after her, his senses primed. His recently resurrected hard-on stretches out before him like a beacon. He listens carefully, and hears a slight scratching sound. It seemed to be coming from the direction of the living room.

Tanner pads slowly across the foyer and into the living room. The shadows outside are beginning to lengthen, heralding the arrival of night. He flicks on the light and makes a slow circuit of the room, searching behind various pieces of furniture for nubile young flesh.

Suddenly the scratching is repeated, from behind him. Tanner pivots, and his eyes fall on the linen closet. He slowly walks over, pauses with his hand on the knob, then twists and yanks it wide in one smooth motion.

Josie Macallister uncoils from the closet like a striking cobra. She leaps forward into her father's arms, her arms reaching up to encircle his neck as her legs do the same to his hips. Tanner is caught off guard by her sudden assault, the force of her impact bowling him over. He totters backwards and trips over a footstool, landing on his back on the couch with a whoosh of escaping air, as Josie lands on top of him. Wet strands of hair play across his face as her laughter echoes in his ears.

"You found me." Josie said, her eyes staring deep into her father's as a sexy smile touches the corners of her mouth. "Now what are you going to do with me?"

Tanner reaches down and grabs a handful of his daughter's ass. He squeezes tightly, and raises her bottom up while covertly making a mild adjustment to his engorged erection laying across his abdomen with his other hand. He lowers her back down, the fat head of his cock nudges along her labial folds, seeking entry. He shifts slightly as a sigh escapes his daughter's lips. He pushes up, feeling the head slide past the initial resistance and align with the tight moist opening leading into paradise. He braces himself for the final plunge.

"Ah ah ah." Josie admonishes, smoothly shifting her hips. Tanner groans with frustration as his drooling cockhead misses its mark and pops away from her pussy. Quick as a cat, she plops down on it, pinning it flat against his stomach with her pussy, her labia enfolding the shaft along the sides like the grip of a hand.

"What a bad daddy you are." She murmurs down at him, rocking her hips slightly and dragging her quickly moistening pussy up and down the length of his shaft. "You can't go in there, but you can have this."

And she begins to vigorously dry hump herself along the length of his rod. She leans forward slightly, bringing her clit in direct contact with his straining shaft. She pushes him back with her hands on his chest, and grinds, grinds, grinds along his length.

"Oooh daddy." She moans, tossing her hair and reaching up to tweak a nipple with one hand. "Your big cock is hitting me just right."

"Ohh god, me too pumpkin." He pants back at her. "Harder, baby."

Josie clenches her teeth and picks up the pace. Her pussy is oozing a steady flow of juices now, lubricating her father's cock and making her lips all slippery. Her clit tingles as the first twinges of approaching orgasm begin to build. She frantically saws her trembling sex over her father's massive cock.

"Aaaaahhgawd daddy your big cock is gonna make me cum!" She whimpers, feeling the tide building and stretching towards the breaking point.

"Oh yeah pumpkin." He says, reaching up to mold and knead her wildly bouncing titties with his hands. "Make that naughty pussy cum all over daddy's big cock. Oh fuck, I'm gonna come too!"

Josie mashes her trembling clit as hard as she can into her father's shaft and wildly rubs herself up and down his length. She begins making rapid huhn huhn huhn panting noises in time with her clit dragging along her father's engorged penis. She vaguely notices her father moaning under her as her orgasm washes over her like a flood.

A high keening wail erupts from Josie's mouth as she throws her head back and her quivering vagina suddenly spurts her own ejaculate. The warm fluid splashes all over her father's trembling cock, and the sudden rush of warmth on his cock and balls sends Tanner careening over the brink into his own orgasm.

Tanner's cockhead disgorges a hot pearly blast of semen that paints a straight line up his abdomen and onto his chest. He reaches up and grabs Josie, rolling her trembling body over as he quickly rolls with her, his spurting cock arcing a second creamy streamer across the inside of her quaking thigh.

Josie has lowered her hand to her clit and rubs herself through the first orgasm and immediately into another. Her pussy clenches tightly, squeezing out another gush of fluid that trickles down across her puckered butthole and soaks into the couch cushion. She feels her father's fat cock thud down onto the back of her rapidly gyrating hand, and suddenly an alabaster rope of creamy jism arcs into her line of sight, painting a hot stripe up her tummy and over the inner slope of her right breast.

Tanner aims his spurting cock at the deep valley between his baby girl's heaving bosoms and begins to unload his balls across her tummy and tits. Heavy hershey-kiss blobs launch themselves from his bulbous purple cockhead, trailing thick tendrils of hot creamy cum that slop messily across her heaving tits. One particularly strong spurt jets higher still, the thick glob giving his baby girl a creamy kiss on the lips as the arcing stream falls into the hollow of her neck. Her pink tongue flicks out, sampling his latest offering. She quickly smears her fingers through the slippery puddle of cum on her tummy and applies the fresh lubrication to her clit, the silky texture of her father's cream providing the last bit of oomph to bring her back to the brink.

"Mmmm yummy omigod hereitcomesagainomigodOMIGOD-"

Josie's hips flex upwards completely off the couch as her third and final climax slams into her like a tornado striking a house made of matchsticks. Her chest hitches under the last few thick spurts of steaming broth her father decorates her chest with, and a guttural moan-scream is ripped from her mouth. Her head tosses as she claws at the couch cushions for purchase with her free hand. Her eyes roll back as the tide passes, her gently quivering body going limp. Pearly white blobs of cum begin to trickle slowly down the sides of her heaving boobs and pool in her expansive cleavage.

Tanner watches his daughter cum through his own climax, enthralled by the spectacle of animalistic lust she presents. He squeezes the final dribble of semen from his spent cock and lowers himself next to his daughter, not even caring that his copious spillage smears across his own torso and arms as he gathers her to him. They lay pressed together for some time, hearts hammering matching beats back and forth as they bask in their afterglow.

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Josie Macallister smiles dreamily, coming out of her reverie and feeling her sex getting squishy and moist again. She shakes her head and resists. She gets the idea that her pussy is going to need all the rest it can get in the days ahead.

Finding the number at last, Josie hits the auto dial and raises the phone to her ear. Two rings and suddenly the other side picks up.

"Don't keep me in suspense. Spill it." Veronica Summers says, her voice tinged with barely contained excitement.

Josie sighs languidly, laying back into the soft embrace of her pillows.

"I got him, Ronnie." She says, "I finally got him."

A squeal from the other end.

"Atta girl, pussycat!" Veronica cheers. "How was it? Tell me everything! Was his cock as big and hard as you remember? Ooohh did he fuck your mouth? Did you deep throat it? Oh my god, did you swallow his cum!?""

"Yes." Josie replies, the fingers of her free hand casually trailing along the swell of her bosom.

"His cock was beautiful. Simply gorgeous. Nine inches at least. And I fuckin' took it all. He went balls deep on my first try. And his cum is delicious. Sooooo yummy."

A soft sigh from the other end of the line.

"Good job, pussycat." Josie smiles at Ronnie's pet name for her. When they met and introduced themselves Ronnie had broken into an impromptu rendition of the Josie and the Pussycats theme song. The name stuck after that.

"So now what?" Ronnie asks, her breath quickening slightly. A soft whisper-like moan escapes her lips. Josie knows all too well what she is doing.

Josie grins in the dim light.

"How soon can you be here?" She asks. "I think there's a lot more fun to be had."

"Mmmm fuck. Tomorrow. I'll leave fir-huuuurst ahhn thing tomorrow morning. Uuhhn."

Josie's smile grows wider, spreading from ear to ear.

"Perfect." She says.

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The next morning is Monday. After showering and dressing Tanner goes to the kitchen to make his morning coffee. He has a lot of work on a new Sacramento office complex to get started on, but he always takes a few moments to read some morning headlines and sip his joe. He walks into the living room and settles into the couch, placing his steaming mug on a coaster on the wooden end-table next to him. Raising the paper, he begins delving into a sports article. As he reads, Tanner hears the telltale whisper of movement from the hall, a slight sound of fabric brushing against the carpet. The sound gets closer, coalescing into clear but faint footfalls. They enter and cross to where he sits. Suddenly, four delicate fingers with bright red polish slowly hook over the top rim of his paper, and gently begin to lower it. Tanner smiles ruefully as his daughter begins to come into view, then his pulse quickens and his cock gives a single twitch.

Josie Macallister grins at her father as she lowers the paper out of the way. She is dressed in a skintight white T-shirt, the straining material hugging her curves like it has been painted on. She is not wearing a bra, and through the thin cotton material Tanner would have been able to see the darker spots of her nipples already; but his view was helped by the fact that they bulged out like tiny snowcapped peaks on the rolling expanse of her tits. A pair of pink panties and socks complete her outfit, but what starts his heart hammering is what she holds in her right hand.

A bottle of baby oil.

"Good morning, Daddy." She purrs, cocking her hip and capturing his eyes with hers. "Almost time to leave?"

"Yes." Tanner gulps, eyeing the gentle rise and fall of her bosom as she breathes. His cock begins thickening in his crisply pressed trousers. "Got about 5 more minutes before I'll start being crunched for time."

"5 minutes?" Josie repeats, hand going to her mouth in mock horror. "That's not a lot of time. I'd better hurry."

Without another word she drops to her knees, using her hands to push her father's legs apart. She settles in between them, hands fishing for her father's belt and zipper.

"Josie! I have to leave soon! I can't be late for wo-haaahh."

As he speaks Josie has undone his zipper and her hand delves inside for her prize. Her hand burrows through the front opening of his boxer shorts and yanks out his thickening shaft. It pops into the light and she immediately impales her mouth on it, sucking deep for the root as she grips the base with a steady hand.

Tanner's hands rise to the sides of his own head and he clenches his own hair in commingled lust and frustration. A low throaty moan comes from his daughter's mouth as she sloppily sucks his cock, bobbing her head feverishly on the slick wet pole.

Suddenly she stops. Releasing his cock she unbuttons his pants and begins sliding them down his hips. Tanner, now fully gripped by incestuous longing for his baby girl raises his hips to help them along. Josie drags them all the way down to his ankles, and his boxers follow next. She then begins unbuttoning her way up his shirt, stopping two from the collar and gently moving his tie to one side. She eases closer until she is firmly wedged between her father's thighs, then grabs the baby oil.

Tanner's eyes bulge as Josie uncaps the bottle and upends the silky clear fluid over her tits. She pours a steady dollop into her deep cleavage and squeezes a thick long spurt over the material covering her breasts. Dropping the bottle, she rubs it into her shirt, making the material even more transparent than it was. Her nipples poke through the wet, clingy material.

Josie raises herself up on her knees slightly. As she does, one hand lifts the bottom of her T-shirt up, exposing the bottom halves of her soaking breasts to view, as well as the bottom of her cleavage, where a thin streamer of oil still dribbles. Her other hand grabs her father's cock again, pointing the purple glans at the open hole of her under-cleavage. She leans in and then drops back down, capturing her father's penis between her breasts. The head pokes up through the collar of her shirt, the shaft nestled snugly between her twin globes.

Josie giggles and adopts a "look no hands" pose, gently wiggling her pendulous mounds back and forth, the oily surface rubbing against his trembling length. His cock has nowhere to go, being held firmly by the snug, slippery shirt.

"Okay daddy." She breathes. "Not much time, so as much as I want to titty-fuck you nice and slow, I've gotta hurry."

And with that Josie begins a steady, hard rise-and-fall motion, using her hands placed firmly on his knees to bounce her bobbling rack on her father's imprisoned member. Tanner groans as every inch of his rock hard cock is encased in a layer of undulating slippery silken flesh. A steady clap clap clap fills the room, each time her gorgeous mounds smack against his hips.

As much as Tanner wants to enjoy this titfuck forever, his libido has other ideas. Within two minutes he feels his balls beginning to churn, his impending release building by the second.

"Oh pumpkin," He moans, placing his hands on hers. "Oh fuck, baby. You're gonna make me shoot! Oh fuck here it comes!"

"Yes!" Josie urges "Give me your load, daddy! Shoot between my titties!"

Josie quickly adjusts her position. She raised both arms, bent at the elbow snug against her body. She hold her forearms vertically, fists clenched, squeezing her bouncing tits together between them, turning the silky wet tunnel her father's dick has been plowing into a tight viselike grip. She also leans back slightly, aiming her father's soon-to-be-squirting cockhead away from his work clothes and towards her face.

"OH GOD PUMPKIN!" Tanner bellows "HERE IT COMES AAARRGH!"

With one final pump Tanner's rich purple cock head pokes upwards out of his daughter's smothering tit hug. He erupts like a volcano, a silky ribbon of slick creamy cum discharging from the head like a cannon blast. The syrupy salvo rockets directly into Josie's laughing countenance, splattering her from forehead to chin, smearing goo over her shining teeth and oozing from her bangs.

Josie lowers her chin to her chest and pushes down hard, her father's spurting cockhead augering past her clenching lips to deposit a salty dollop directly onto her waiting tongue. Josie whimpers appreciatively and bobs her head on her daddy's cock, feeling spurt after hot gooey spurt flood her mouth. Her cheeks begin to puff out and pearly white leakage trickles from the corners as she desperately tries to hold his creamy torrent.

Tanner twitches spasmodically on the couch, each lurch of his hips disgorging more pearly froth into the hot sucking mouth of his little girl. She gently holds his cockhead between her lips until the tide stems, then leans back, releasing his cock with a burbling slurp.

Josie tips her head back and opens her mouth, revealing to her father the pseudo-lake of creamy spunk she has collected at the back of her mouth. She gently gargles, bubbles of semen burbling in her mouth, before she closes her lips and gives a great gulp. As the slimy treat disappears down her throat she leans forward and licks a single white droplet slowly oozing from her father's urethra.

"God, daddy," She coos, wiping at the single streamer painting her face and licking her fingers. "Your cum tastes so good."

Tanner gasps on the couch, his thighs gently quivering. He is vaguely wondering how the hell he's going to stand up, let alone leave for work.

"C'mon Daddy." Josie giggles as she stands up and holds her hands out to her father. "Let me help you."

Tanner reaches up and takes her hands, and she braces herself and helps pull him up off of the couch. He totters slightly as he comes to his feet, and Josie reaches one arm around his back to steady him, leaning in close. As he rights himself and she releases him, he reaches out and places a hand on each one of her cheeks. He draws her in, and kisses her.

He only intended for it to be a small kiss, a nonverbal thank you for the generous servicing she had just given him. As their lips clash together, he tastes his own cum dregs on her lips, and doesn't even care. He closes his eyes, tilts his head slightly to the side, and kisses his daughter with aplomb. 

Josie melts in her father's embrace. As his sizzling lips meet hers and his tongue probes gently, she feels waves of heat crash over her. Her hands dangle helplessly at her sides for a moment before her instincts kick in and her arms come up to encircle his neck, drawing him down into her. Her lips part for his questing tongue, and it entwines with her own as she presses firmly against him, a soft whimper of need coming from deep within. Her sex moistens and her erect nipples brush against his chest, sending electric chills through her body.

Tanner feels the silky smoothness of her tongue and tastes the fleeting remnants of semen his baby girl so recently milked from him. One hand raises up and squeezes an oily boob, pinching and tugging on her nipple and then releasing it to spring back to her chest.

Josie moans deep in her throat, falling further away from rational thought and into pure instinct. Her left leg comes up and encircles her father's hip, humping against him as their mouths continue to dance. Her father reaches down with his arm and holds her leg around him, and when he does she hops up, neatly encircling him with her other leg as he grabs at that one too, holding her in the air as their heated kiss continues.

Josie is operating on a level more animal than human now. Her hands clench double fistfuls of his hair as they remain fused at the mouth. She feels her father's bulbous cockhead press into her buttocks and as she wiggles in his arms it slips away to press firmly into her inner thigh. She suddenly realizes their making out has rejuvenated him. She moans and shifts slightly, wiggling her hips until it shifts from its position and the fat glans presses firmly into her labial mound.

Josie sighs contentedly as her father's straining cockhead bumps into her clit and grinds against her labial folds, only a thin layer of cotton panties separating them. With a groan of frustration Josie worms one hand down between their bodies, searching desperately. Suddenly she finds it, the crotch of her panties.

Josie stretches down and finally secures a tenuous grip on her panty crotch with her fingers, then quickly pulls them to one side. Cool air wafts across the glistening moist lips of her eager pussy, almost instantly replaced by heat as her father's glans moosh back into her clit, sending a delicious shiver up her spine. She rubs her hips against him, moaning into his mouth.

Suddenly Tanner pivots and lays her back on the couch. He kneels between her legs on the floor and pulls her butt to the edge of the couch. His practiced fingers hook the waistband of her pink panties and with a quick motion skins them clean off and tosses them across the room as she spreads her legs wide, reaching down to open her labia for him with her fingers, giving him a clear view into the tight darkness of her slippery tunnel.

Tanner brings his swollen cockhead up to Josie's ready, eager pussy. His lazily drags the thick mushroom head over her clit and across her lips, coating the head in her secretions. Her breath hitches in her throat, and her breasts heave within the oily confines of her shirt. Tanner happens to glance up at the clock, and chuckles.

"What is it?" Josie asks.

"I'm late." He says. "I should be sitting down in a meeting right now."

"Oh no!" Josie cries, "Oh daddy I'm so sorry. Maybe you can-"

"It's okay." He interjects, and turns his piercing gaze back to his baby girl. "I'm not going anywhere now."

Josie feels a shiver travel up her spine. Her entire body yearns for him, so much it takes her breath away. His fat cockhead presses into her soft folds again, and she pants as she feels the tip begin to press inwards. Slowly, oh so slowly Tanner eases his bulbous cockhead forward, his daughter's slick shiny pussy lips parting to gently envelop the invader. He eases forward until the crown slips past the ring of muscle at the opening to her depths. It immediately squeezes tightly around him, beckoning him deeper.

Josie squeals and looks up at her father with eyes gone wide as saucers.

"Oh god daddeeeee." She keens lustfully, "It's sooo thick. I can't take it. It's gonna split me in half!"

"Shhhhh sweet baby. Shhhhh." Tanner croons, his index finger coming up to gently hush his baby girl. His fingertip presses to her lips, and he feels her tongue flick once against it. "Daddy knows he is very big, and your pussy is very tight. Daddy is going to go very slow, and give you time to adjust. Just tell me if you start to hurt, okay?"

"Okay, daddy." She says, smiling gently up at him. "I'm ready now."

"Okay pumpkin." He says. "Here I come. Easy now, here I come."

Josie whimpers as her father's thick shaft begins to slide into her, oh so slowly. Her tight clutching tunnel seems to almost be sucking him inwards, the slippery walls pressing tightly against him, easing his passage with slick secretions.

"Oh fuck daddy." She gasps "So big. Uuughn god so big. Oh more. Oh please god more."

Tanner is approaching half his length vanishing up his daughter's juicy cunt. He stops and gives a few short in and out strokes, both to make sure his shaft is fully coated with lubrication from her gently contracting tunnel, and to prepare her for further entry.

"Ugn god yesssss." She pants. "So naughty. Oh god it's so naughty. Fuck your bad little girl daddy. Fuuuuhhhck me."

"Patience baby." He says. "I'm almost in. Then the real fun starts."

"Hurry!" She wails. "I need it! Oh god I'm so sorry daddy. I'm so sorry I made you wait this long!"

He chuckles knowingly.

"It's okay, pumpkin. The best things really are worth waiting for."

And Tanner pushes in steadily. His daughter's tight clutching tunnel resists his passage, stretched well past any previous adjustments for a cock.

"Uhhgn too much!" Josie cries out, thighs quivering and her hand reaching down to flutter briefly over her abdomen, as if she could ease the discomfort from the outside. "Too thick, Daddy!"

"Shh baby." He whispers. "Almost there. You're almost there."

And then, Tanner feels the head of his cock press firmly into the spongy rim of his baby girl's cervix. His balls come to rest gently on her ass, and he smiles up at her.

"There you go, pumpkin." He says. "It's all inside now. You're taking all of daddy's big cock inside your hot little pussy. How does it feel honey?"

Josie pants beneath him, fully impaled on his rigid member. Her labia are stretched wide to encompass his thickness, and her nipples stab upwards at the thin cotton garment they are still contained by.

"So big, daddy." She says "I'm stretched out so much by your fat cock. Mmmm but I think I like it."

"What do you want?"

"Fuck me." She answers.

"What?" He says.

"FUCK ME." She repeats, looking straight into his eyes.

"One....more.....time." He baits her.

Josie reaches up and grabs his hanging tie. She yanks it once, bringing his face closer to hers. She lunges forward and licks the side of his face, then nuzzles into his ear.

"Please daddy." She whispers in her "Little Girl Josie" voice, "Fuck me now. Please fuck your naughty baby girl."

"Yes, pumpkin."

Tanner draws his massive erection back from Josie's depths, freeing most of his engorged length before driving it back home, his head bumping back into her cervical wall.

"Ugn!" Josie grunts, "Yes."

And Tanner moves. His hips drive his aching shaft into and out of his baby's clutching tunnel. Sloppy wet noises fill the room as he firmly pistons his cock into her. He grabs her hips with his hands and thrusts deep. His balls slap her ass.

"Oh god daddeeeeeee." She wails. "I'm fucking coming alreadeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaagh!"

Josie contorts on the couch as her first orgasm peaks almost immediately. She pinches her nipples hard and pulls as hard as she can on them, crying out through clenched teeth as her trembling pussy squeezes out gushes of hot gooey girl-cream. Her spillage trickles over her father's shaft and balls and dribbles onto the floor, puddling under the joining of their sexes as he hammers her spasming pussy with a vengeance.

Tanner is in heaven. Josie's pussy has clenched up like a silky wet velvet glove, squeezing his cock tightly as he stirs her sopping tunnel with his massive dick. Never has he felt so tight a pussy, so wet. And it drives him wild to think his baby girl has gotten so wet because of him. He surges forward with all the strength he can muster, driving his rigid pole balls deep on every stroke, his cockhead bumping against her cervix with every thrust.

Josie's orgasm has subsided, and she is adjusting to his size. She purrs sensuously as she is repeatedly stretched and filled, then suddenly vacated, only to be stretched and filled again.

"Oh baby." Tanner moans "Your little girl pussy is so tight on my cock."

"Mmmm fuck me daddy. I'm such a bad little slut for wanting your big cock in me. Treat me like a bad little slut! Take my pussy! Fucking take it! UuuuhgnGOD so good! It belongs to you now! Fuck YOUR pussy daddy! FUCK IT!"

Tanner picks up the pace, stabbing his engorged length deep into his daughter's stretched hole. He notices her tits bouncing up and down in their tight little T-shirt, and decides he wants to free them. Releasing Josie's hips but still pinning her in place on the couch with his pumping cock, he reaches up, seizes her V neck, and with a single strain of his arms rips the shirt open all the way down to her belly. Her enormous wobbling udders spring forth into the air, glistening wet with oil. They bounce up and down as he feeds her hungry pussy, wobbling and jiggling in time to his deep thrusts.

Josie reaches up and grabs her father around the neck, a wordless sound of primal need stuttering out from the depths of her lungs. She gathers him to her bosom, shoving his face directly between her giant glistening globes as he pounds her tingling cunt with everything he has.

"FUCK YES DADDY, COMING AGAIN! HUUUUUHNNNFUCKK HOLD ME DADDY! DON'T LET ME GO! DON'T LET ME........GOOOOOAAAAAAGH!"

Josie Macallister goes berserk.

As her father's thick shaft fills every inch of her being, her pussy seems to short-circuit, as if some part of her brain smashed its fist down on her orgasm button and just held it there. An ear shattering shriek of pleasure explodes from her mouth, reverberating off the walls and vaulted ceiling of the living room. She clings to her father like he is her salvation, her juicy young pussy contracting over and over as she falls endlessly into a bottomless climax. She hears her father moaning into her deep cleavage, his face smothered by her tits being squeezed tightly against his face. She spasms over and over, her lips curl back from her teeth as she snarl-moans like an animal. Her face contorts in bestial lust and she grabs her father's hair and raises his head out of the deep chasm of her shuddering titties. She catches his eye, and like a striking snake she lifts her head and sinks her teeth into her father's neck, keening against his flesh as she marks him. Her tongue swirls against his skin as her teeth clamp down hard.

Tanner growls as his daughter bites his neck. He plunges his cock deeper still, burying his girth into her sticky fuck-tunnel. As Josie releases him and flops back onto the couch, animal lust still glittering in her eyes, Tanner moistens his thumb in his mouth, and moves it down to her clit.

"No daddy." Josie begs shaking her head as a touch of fear fights against the bestial gleam in her eyes. "Noooo don't. I can't take it."

Tanner smiles and mooshes his thumb down on Josie's engorged clit, pressing firmly and rubbing in small circles.

Josie's back arches, her nipples reaching for the sky. Her head involuntarily lolling back as she loses control of her neck muscles, she cries out anew as another climax smashes into her like a runaway freight train.

"OHHHH SHIIIIIIIT TOO MUCH! FUUUUCK DADDEEEE YOU'RE KILLING MEEEEEE!"

Creamy cum squirts around his pumping shaft as Josie ejaculates again. Her labia are puffy and red and thoroughly well-fucked. The scent of their fucking fills the room, musky and hot. Tanner feels his balls begin to tighten up against his body, and he knows he has maybe thirty more seconds before he cums.

"Oh fuck, pumpkin." He says. "I'm going to cum! Oh fuck, here it comes!"

Josie raises her head and grabs him again, gathering him to her bosom as she wraps her arms and legs tightly around him and places her mouth next to his ear.

"Cum in my pussy, Daddy." She murmurs. "Feed my hungry pussy all that cream."

"But-" Tanner begins.

"It's okay." She says. "I'm on the pill. Let it all go. Let it all go inside your baby girl. Give it to me. Fill my womb."

Tanner groans and speeds up, his cock plunging into his daughter at a wicked speed. The tingling spreads up and down his shaft as his cum boils up. He feels his daughter's legs and arms contract around him like a vice.

"Yessss." Josie hisses in his ear. "I feel you twitching. Oh god yes. Cum. Cuuuuuum!"

Tanner Macallister buries his face in his daughter's neck as he buries his shaft balls deep one final time. The head of his cock mashes up against the opening of his baby's womb, and with a sudden lurch the head spurts a molten streamer of steaming sperm against the flexing walls of her creamy cunt.

"Ohh yes daddy!" Josie moans into his ear. "Oh I feel it! It's so hot! More! GIVE ME MORE!"

Tanner's cock disgorges a flood of sticky cream. He lets out a long, moaning cry of ecstasy as he unleashes stream after stream of thick hot cum into his baby girl's most intimate depths. He thrusts weakly, smearing gooey man-syrup up and down the length of her tunnel. His balls tighten up against his body as more pearly jets spew into her womb, inundating every nook and cranny with creamy jism.

Tanner twitches and groans, his spasming cock firing a final salvo of rich potent sperm into his baby girl's tightening socket. He collapses against her chest, utterly spent. Josie tenderly reaches up and brushes her fingers through his hair, petting him gently as their hearts hammer against each other.

"Thank you, daddy." Josie whispers "Thank you so much."

Tanner sluggishly shakes his head.

"No." He says. "It's me who should be thanking you."

Silence stretches for a few moments as they listen to each other's breathing.

"So WHY did I stop you from doing that so many times?" She asks.

Tanner and Josie laugh together, still firmly entwined in a sticky embrace on the sofa. They stay where they are, Tanner's cock slowly softening inside her as his generous deluge slowly begins to ooze from the slackening mouth of her sex.

DING-DONG

"It's just the doorbell." Tanner says. "Leave it."

A few moments pass.

DING-DONG

"Must be trying to sell something." He mutters, annoyed that his post-coital embrace is being disturbed. "Ignore it, they'll go away."

DING-DONG

"Roll over daddy." Josie says. "I'll check. It might be important."

"But look at you." He argues.

Josie glances down, then flashes him a wicked smile.

"I know." She says, "Great, isn't it?"

"That's not what I --"

"Oh hush daddy." She banters. "Now roll over and let me go look."

DING-DONG

Tanner sighs and slowly withdraws his slackening cock from his daughter's sticky gash. As he pulls it out he notices that his shaft, balls and hips are splattered with cum. His fucking movements while filling his daughter with cream churned it into a sticky, bubbly froth that not only covers him, but frosts Josie's labia, pussy mound, inner thighs, and ass crack.

Tanner collapses back on the sofa and Josie springs upright on wobbly legs. She strolls towards the foyer like she doesn't have a care in the world. Tanner can see freshly ejaculated cream glistening on the bottom half moon of her ass cheeks. She steps out of view around the corner.

Silence for a moment as she checks the peephole, then she squeals with delight and opens the front door!

"Josie! What are you-" Tanner begins, but his words die in his throat.

"You're early!" Josie says.

"And you're a mess." Purrs a sultry female tone. "Having fun I see?"

"Yes." Josie replies, unable to keep the breathless glee out of her voice. "He JUST fucked me."

"I knew it!" The other said, triumph evident in her tone. "I knew you wouldn't last!"

"Blah blah blah!" Josie says dismissively. "Who cares?"

"I do." asserts the other. "And by the way, you look great."

"Thanks." A soft smacking noise, like a...a kiss?

"I believe introductions are in order, pussycat." Says the other.

Introductions!? Pussycat!?

"Sure!" Josie chirps as footsteps start towards the living room. "He's right in here!"

What in the hell-

Tanner desperately casts around for something to cover himself with, or a place to run, but his moment of hesitation costs him. Josie rounds the corner, and in that instant he drinks her in, his brain snapping a mental snapshot of her right in that moment. Her face and upper chest is flushed red in post-coital afterglow, and her shredded T shirt tangles around her bouncing globes. Her crotch is awash with pearly froth, and fresh dribbles cascade down her inner thighs with each step, soaking into her socks.

And then another young woman walks into the room on Josie's heels. Actually, she doesn't so much "walk" but glide in with a decidedly pantherish grace. Tanner finds it hard not to stare.

The new arrival stands nearly as tall as Josie, maybe three inches difference in height, if that. Her hair is jet-black, cropped short, and slicked down flat with gel. A vivid purple dyed stripe accents her bangs on the right side. It matches the purple eyeshadow framing her almond-colored eyes, and the purple lipstick on her pouty lips.

A tight black T-shirt covers her torso, straining against what look to be C-cup breasts. Nipples poke out at him, assuring him of a lack of undergarments. On the shirt is a peculiar symbol. A red horseshoe shape that tapers in towards the open end at the bottom, It is triangle shaped on the top and has two small protrusions sticking out winglike from either side. In the center is a small red diamond shape, and written underneath the symbol in big block red letters is a single phrase.

FOR THE HORDE!

Tanner does not know what to make of it, but his eyes drift downward, and he forgets the shirt.

The new arrival is wearing a pair of hip-hugging jeans cut so low that he can clearly see her tummy tapering inward towards her pubic mound. A small belly button piercing draws his eye, and he suddenly realizes that her nose has a small stud piercing as well. Black rim glasses frame her face, and she tilts her head slightly to the side in a gesture of greeting, her eyes doing a slow, careful scan of his nakedness.

"Hello." She says, a grin touching the corners of her mouth. "I'm Veronica Summers. And you must be Tanner. Josie has told me so much about you. And from where I'm standing, it's all true."

Veronica turns to Josie, giving her a quick once-over.

"Pussycat, you're quite the sight. Look at your cunt. You're dribbling cum all over the carpet. My my, that just won't do."

"You're Josie's....friend? From college?" Tanner sputters.

"Friend, confidant, occasional sixty-nine partner. I fill all roles equally well."

She takes Josie's hand and guides her over to the couch, seating her next to Tanner. Josie giggles.

"By the way Daddy." She says, "I like to fuck girls too. One Saturday night Ronnie got stood up, and she was so horny she started coming on to me. It took some time, but we hooked up. Sorry I didn't mention it sooner, we've been...ah.....busy."

"Ahh yes." Veronica said, smiling. "I remember that night. I couldn't get your taste off my tongue for a few days after."

 Tanner's cock twitches in his lap.

"Now you both just sit here, and I'll get started cleaning you two up. Then, I have a few small errands I want to run, Josie. And then tonight we all should have dinner. We have a lot to discuss."

"Okaaaay." Tanner says, confused. "That's not really necessary."

"Oh, I insist." Veronica replies. "I'm nothing if not a good houseguest."

"Um, towels are in the-"

Veronica chuckles, shaking her head ruefully.

"Silly boy." She replies, dropping to her knees in front of him and grinning wickedly, her braces sparkling.

"Who said anything about towels?"