They sprang rigid. The blood-red made startling contrast with the milky white of boobs. She swayed gently from side to side to make her tits bounce around.
"Stop that! It's indecent!"
"But Daddy, I'm only twelve," she said. "How would I know what's indecent and what's not. Unless you show me?" she added for good measure.
He glided across the room and sat on the bed, only an arm's reach away from her. Quietly, he said, "I'm sorry, dear. I didn't mean to shout at you. I only have your best interests at heart."
She looked down at the huge mound at his crotch. That wasn't all he had in the way of interest, she decided. Moving closer, she rubbed her naked flesh against his arm. He didn't move but his breathing became ragged, uneven.
"Show me, Daddy."
His hands were trembling as he reached out. He took one of her tits in his hand. She shivered. The hand was icy cold. Still, she shoved her chest out so that he got a handful of succulent young titflesh.
"There? Is that better? You mustn't stay so far away from me."
"I love you so!" he muttered. "I… I shouldn't do this, but…" And then he kissed her full on the lips.
She immediately let her lips part just enough for him to thrust his tongue into her mouth. Once there, she held it captive between her pearly teeth. He moaned but she continued to gently chew on his tongue.
Her own pink tongue worked against the tip of his. She fondled that tongue as if it were the tip of his cock. The only thing that mattered to her was getting the man excited.
Her hand moved up his leg until it rested on his crotch. From the activity she felt under her hand, she didn't have to worry too much more about getting him hot and bothered.
He was ready to fuck.
Pulling away, he said, "I love you more than life itself. But… but you're my very own daughter!"
Playing her role, the girl instantly responded, "But Daddy, love comes in so many forms. Must you just look? Can't you hold me close? In your arms?"
"Yes, yes!" he hissed. "I can do that!"
"I want you so!" And her hand begin unzipping his pants. For a moment, she thought he was going to protest. Then he seemed to relax a little and began to explore her lush young body.
"Your body! I can't believe you're my daughter. But the… the snatch. It's the snatch of a little girl."
She felt his hand gliding over the naked pussy mound. The tingling his hand generated echoed through her entire body. She wanted him more than she'd have believed possible when Jack had approached her with this idea. The whole incest scene turned her on. She found herself imagining that he was her father.
It made things go a lot smoother and gave her a hell of a big turn-on.
Arms around each other, they collapsed to the softness of the fur bedspread. She moved her shoulders a little, both to get closer to the man she was pretending to be her father and to luxuriate in the sinful pleasure given her skin by the fur.
"Kiss me, kiss me all over," she whispered hotly in his ear. Then she started nibbling on the earlobe just enough to let him know she meant every word.
"Yes, yes! Your body is all mine. It sprang from my seed, and I'll give you the gift of my seed!"
"Yes, yes, ooohhh, yes, fuck me!"
He stiffened in her arms. For a split second, she thought she'd made a mistake. Moving quickly, she threw her leg over his and began rubbing her nude snatch on his pants leg. It was enough to get his mind off her momentary lapse. She'd have to be careful in the future. She shouldn't use such "bad" words. They weren't part of a twelve-year-old's vocabulary – at least, not his twelve-year-old ideal's.
She wrapped herself totally around his leg and began rubbing faster and faster. The thrill it gave her was indescribable. Every time she slid down his leg, her pussy lips were pulled wide open. As she moved her hips up his leg, her entire sex gash was treated to lingering touches. When he began raising and lowering his leg, giving her added pressure on her snatch, she found she could no longer speak coherently.
The only sounds coming from her lips were sounds of undiluted joy.
This was the life. She didn't care if he pretended she was a garbage collector. As long as he fucked her.
"Take me, Daddy, take me with your long… thing!"
She almost made the mistake of asking him to fuck her with his long cock. That would have spoiled the atmosphere. Twelve-year-olds didn't ask their fathers to fuck them.
"Yes, dearest, yes, I will, I will!"
His hands were more and more insistent. He clutched at her asscheeks. Pulling them apart gave the teenager a pang of pain which passed quickly. Then the finger exploring her firm young ass found her anus. The finger dipped down and into her asshole.