The Second Place Sister - Sex Stories

The Second Place Sister

... her cheeks. Sexy young Stephanie could feel her pussy spasm as her father's big hands massaged her ass. Her head reeled at the thought of him spreading her cheeks and shoving his tongue up her oiled up asshole. Her butt squirmed under his touch and she couldn't help but moan. Then his hands were gone. “I think the back's done,” John said, “How's it feel?” “Great, daddy,” she said truthfully, “Are you okay to do the front?” “Sure, honey,” he accepted happily. It was an intense battle with his penis right now. The supple teenage flesh beneath him was just begging to be ravaged. He hardly cared if this little cocktease was his daughter. He wanted to watch her little pussy spread open as he worked his huge shaft up inside her. Stephanie turned over, and John suppressed a groan. Her bikini top was almost as small as the bottoms. It was hardly more than a couple bits of fabric over her hard nipples. Her big tits spilled out around them, firm and plump on her chest. John began at her feet, working his way up slowly, oiling her ankles, then her calves, up to her thighs. He smeared the oil on her inner thighs, purposely brushing his thumb against her pussy lips, feeling her jump at the intimate contact. He could see her chest heaving with excitement. She was absolutely turned on by this. He straddled the lounger and worked the oil into her stomach, watching her beautiful face the entire time. She bit her bottom lip, as though afraid to open her mouth. She felt that if she did, she'd ...

... scream. His hands moved up from her abdomen, slid into the valley between her breasts. Stephanie's brow was furrowed in concentration. “Don't forget my big tits, daddy,” she heard herself whisper. John grinned, and did as she asked. He added more oil, and his hands cupped his daughter's big tits, smearing them from the bottom of the perfect globes, and then sliding under her top. When his hands passed over her nipples, Stephanie couldn't hold back. All the tension in her body suddenly shot down to her pussy, and her hips began to wriggle back and forth of their own accord. With her father's hands on her tits, Stephanie came right there by the pool. Her young body shook as she moaned and tossed her hair. It wasn't a powerful cum, but John's experienced eye saw it for what it was. “I, I'm a little sensitive there, daddy,” she said, blushing. John's dick was now hard. It tented his shorts. “I'm sorry, honey,” he said, pulling his hands away, “are you okay?” “Oh, yeah,” Stephanie said, “I'm great. I think I'm good and shiny, now!” He couldn't tell because of her sunglasses, but he was pretty sure she was staring at his hardon, which was quite evident. “I'll grab the camera,” he said, turning away. Stephanie tried to collect herself. Her father had just made her cum by touching her tits. Her father had touched her tits! Holy shit! She had craved this attention for years, and it was finally here. He'd obviously been aroused. There was no hiding a dick like that when it was hard. ...