Her new Daddy(17)

Debby decided to try it, too. She bent low over his curly crotch and stuck out her tiny pink, wet tongue. She placed the tip lightly on the knobby purple head of his dick, not really sure she was going to enjoy this game. She licked timidly.

He tasted nice, kind of salty. Debby began to lick with more enthusiasm. She tickled her little tongue eagerly up and down the limp warm shaft of his cock, then around and around the fat purple head. Again Hal murmured in his sleep…

That was better, he thought. She couldn't expect him to get aroused if she just pumped his cock with her fist. Brenda knew better than that. Already, after only a few days of marriage, she knew what turned him on. She knew he loved to have his cock licked.

What he liked even better was to get blown, but he'd sensed Brenda's reluctance on that point. He'd asked her about it, and she'd said she'd never done it. He would wait awhile on that. He wanted her to do it, but he'd wait till the right moment.

Meanwhile her wet slick little tongue tickled deliciously all over the soft sensitive surface of his meat. He was enjoying it enormously. After a moment she went exploring, running her velvety tongue down onto his balls, tickling and lapping and lashing them. That felt nice, too.

When her juicy little tongue skidded swiftly up his cock again and circled the sensitive glans, digging into the hole, he got very definitely interested-so interested that he got hard. He felt his prick twitch, then lengthen and fatten…

Debby drew back in surprise. She'd been carried away licking him, exploring his cock and balls with her tongue, and had forgotten that her aim was to get him hard. When it happened, she watched in astonishment. His limp cock twitched, pushing against her tongue, and then began to rise up, pointing at the ceiling. It grew hugely thick and taut and swollen. The veins stood out.

As Debby watched, wide-eyed, a big bubble of juice came from the slit mouth of his glans and dribbled down his swollen shaft. Acting on impulse, she bent down again and licked it up. It tasted nice. She looked at his glans hole again, waiting for more juice, and when the next bubble appeared, she dug her little pink tongue tip into the hole and lapped up the bright droplet before it could run off.

"Awwwwww," Hal said, sighing.

He couldn't suppress that sigh of bliss when she unexpectedly wriggled her tongue into his glans hole. That always got to him. She kept it up, reaming out his juice, eating it, making him writhe and sigh with pleasure. He decided it was time to "wake up". If he didn't, he was going to squirt his cum right in her pretty face…

"Baby," he said, "I hope you've got your clothes off, because you're gonna get fucked."

He expected a gasp of surprise or delight, but there was no sound. Brenda must be getting more sophisticated. He grinned and reached out for her, his eyes still closed.

Debby was grinning delightedly. Hal was going to fuck her, show her what it was like, and she hadn't even had to talk to him. It had been much easier than she'd expected.

Debby had no idea that Hal meant Brenda, not her.

He reached out and ran his hands up and down her sleek warm sides, caressing her. Debby almost purred aloud. Her little box was hot and creamy, ready for her first experiment with sex. She waited for Hal to show her what to do next. He ran his big warm hands down over her shoulders, onto her little pointed tits-and froze.

Those weren't Brenda's tits, not in a million years. Brenda had big creamy jugs that overflowed his hands. These delicate little boobs were lost under his palms. He opened his eyes fast.

Debby was kneeling between his legs, smiling expectantly at him. Hal's hands seemed frozen in place over her tits. He couldn't move or speak. He was, frankly, shocked.

"Go ahead, Hal," she said innocently, "fuck me. You said you were going to."

"Debby?" he said dazedly, finding his voice at last. "What the hell? How did you get here?"

She sighed impatiently. "I came in to see if you'd play with me again. You know, like you did in that bathtub. I'm just dying for it, Hal. Anyhow, you were asleep, so I figured out a way to wake you up." She giggled, apparently proud of herself.

Hal moaned. "Debby," he said, "you don't understand. I can't fuck you. I shouldn't even be touching you. It's not right for fathers to do it with daughters."

Debby couldn't understand why, but she had a reply ready, and as she gave it, she put her hand on his cock. "I'm not really your daughter," she said.

Hal flinched with sudden pleasure as she began rubbing his erect swollen meat, but he forced himself to continue the discussion.

"Debby, honey," he said urgently, "it's still not right. I'm way too old for you, and even if I'm not your real father, I'm supposed to act like a father toward you. Also your mother would be very hurt and upset if she found out about this."