Jonas Elliot walked out of the gleaming office building in
downtown Los Angeles, whistling as he put on his sunglasses. It
was late in August; temperature was high in the 80s and a day of
Santa Ana winds had blown away all the smog, revealing the
majestic mountains that ocasionally made an appearance.
The beauty of the day was not what had him in such a good
mood. He had just wrapped up his divorce and, while the
settlement had been a great deal of money, he’d gotten what he’d
wanted for the most part.
He had gotten the beach house in Malibu, the Lexus, and,
most importantly, the freedom to enjoy himself with any woman
that met his fancy.
At the moment, the women on his mind was his daughter,
Nikki. His petite, sensuous daughter had certainly taken the sting
out of his failed marriage by fucking him regularly over the last
three months. Just thinking about her made him long to be with
her again, as soon as possible.
He activated his hands-off car phone with a touch of his thumb
and hit the pre-programmed number to call Nikki’s condo. The
phone rang several times and then made a clicking sound as the
call was forwarded to his daughter’s cellular phone. After another
two rings, Nikki answered. “Hello.”
“Nikki, honey, it’s your father.”
“Well, hello,” Nikki purred. “Is it all over?”
“Yeah, I’m heading back to the beach now. Everything went
very smooth.”
“You’re lucky Mother isn’t the vindictive type. But it is good to
know that she’s out of the way now….all the sneaking around was
tiresome.”
Of course, it was perfectly natural for him to see his daughter,
even for her to stay over some nights at the beach house. But it
was also possible that his wife might have tried to gather more dirt
on him before the divorce settlement. She had used a private
investigator in the past to follow him, to take pictures. So, Nikki
and he had been very careful indeed.
“Where are you?” he asked, thinking how good it would be to
see her that afternoon.
“I’m at the pool. I brought the phone down here in case you
called.”
“How ’bout I swing by there right now?” he asked hopefully. He
didn’t tell her all the things he wanted to do when he got there. It
was implied which was the only sane thing to do over a non-digital
cellular connection.
“Mmmm, that sounds good. Come get me….I’ll be by the
pool.”
“I’m heading right over there…not going to stop at the house.
Say, in about thirty or forty minutes.”
“See you then, Daddy.”
Nikki, with a smile on her face, thumbed the POWER button
off on the cellular and placed it back down on the small wood slat
table by her poolside lounge chair.
The two guys across the pool, mid-to-late thirties with beer
guts already developing, were still ogling her bikini-clad form. She
was wearing a slender pair of mirrorized designer sunglasses so
the two didn’t know she was onto them.
Feeling particularly powerful, she went through the motions of
pulling and rearranging her skimpy top to drive them nuts and was
rewarded with another flurry of comments between the two
gawkers.
‘It’s almost too easy,’ she thought as she picked up the tanning
oil from the table.
She knew she had always gotten away with murder because of
her looks and she planned to keep doing it as long as possible.
Daddy had gotten her the really nice condo, all furnished just the
way she wanted, and she’d never have to worry about money with
him sniffing around for some naughty sex.
And the kicker was that she loved fucking him! Her father was
pretty studly for a guy his age. With his grey-tinged hair and
mustache and a tall, swimmer-like body. She’d always thought he
looked like how cowboys in the Old West had looked. And, oh,
how her cowboy loved to ride
As she thought about some of the hot times she and her father
had had, she rubbed the oil on her hard calves and soft thighs, up
over her flat stomach, on the hard sternum bone between her
splayed, apple-sized breasts, and over her narrow, delicate
shoulders. By the time she was done, her body was getting
aroused.
“Hurry, Daddy,” she whispered as she pushed her dark brown
hair off her shoulders and leaned back in the chair, turning her face
up at the hot California sun.
She played the scene through her mind of the first time that
she and Tori had been in bed with her father down at the beach
house. Daddy had just gotten done fucking Tori….shooting his
load all over Tori’s big tits…..when Daddy’s brother had walked in
on them.
Nikki liked Lance’s body a lot; he was younger than Dad and
he was hunky with his longish hair and motorcycle. It wasn’t like
fucking her Dad because she hadn’t grown up with Lance around
but he was the kind of man she would have gone after anyway.
And he was her uncle….
Nikki had known that Lance wouldn’t have caused her father
any problems after discovering their incest; Lance had been the
one that had been trying to get her father into swinging. She’d
wanted to bring Lance into their naughty games but hadn’t thought
it would have happened that day. But her father had pretty much
given her to Lance right on the spot. Dad was so cool!
Leaving her father with her best friend, she’d taken Lance to the
guest bedroom. She could remember very detail like it had been
yesterday….
“So, you seduced your own father?” Lance had said, non-
accusationally, as he stripped out of his clothes, his eyes
sweeping up and down her reclining body.
“I don’t think you’re the one to lay a guilt trip on me,” Nikki had
teased back.
“You’ll get no shit from me about that, Kiddo,” Lance had said,
as he unzipped his jeans and slid them down his legs. He’d gone
commando that day, opting to not wear any underwear, and his
fine half-hard erection had bobbed up in her direction. “I’m gonna
fuck you just as hard as your Dad.”
“Eventhough I’m your niece,” Nikki had said with a sly smile as
he came to the bed.
“Kiddo, that’s all I’m going to be thinking about….as I fuck my
little niece,” Lance had said hotly as he’d crawled over her.
His mouth all over her tits…..then down between her legs…his
tongue working on her clit and pussyhole until she’d been ready to
climb the walls….then he’d roughly thrust his cock up her cunt as
she’d brought her knees back along his flanks….he’d pounded her
pussy just the way she liked it, bringing her to orgasm twice
before pulling out….the way he’d kept repeating, “Kiddo…Kiddo…
Kiddo…” as she sucked him off.
Nikki squirmed in the hot sun as she remembered the way
Lance had taken her that afternoon….losing track of time until
suddenly a shadow fell across her face.
“Hi, there,” she said to her father, sitting up on the chair. Her
body felt all flushed from the sun and the memories she had been
going over. “That was quick.”
“Traffic wasn’t too bad,” he said, looking around the pool area.
“But it’s been about 30 minutes.”
“Well, I’m sure glad you came,” Nikki said, standing up and
stepping into her toe-less heeled pool clogs. Her pussy was wet
from her daydream and she couldn’t wait to get Dad up into her
condo.
“I’ve got a class around 3 but I think I could miss it if you want
to stay longer,” Nikki said hopefully. She had enrolled at
Pepperdine as an excuse to live near her father more than for
actually trying to get a degree. It was a perfect arrangement –
Mom was happy that she was back in school and she kept her
father happy in other ways.
“I think you can count on missing that class,” he promised as
she picked up her phone and lotion.
They began walking around the pool heading for the gate and
Nikki sneaked a quick peek at the two guys that had been ogling
her before. They were still at it, watching her partially covered
asscheeks jiggling as she walked in the heeled shoes.
‘What must those guys think right about now?’ Nikki thought.
‘Do they think that this is my father or some rich man that pays
my bills and fucks me in return? Wouldn’t they be surprised to
know they were right on both counts?!’
Chapter 2
Jonas turned the deadbolt on the door to the upper level condo
and began to take off his suit jacket as Nikki walked across the
livingroom area to pull the blinds closed on the glass doors that
went out to the patio. He took off his suit jacket and draped it over
the back of one of chairs around the dining room table that was
just inside the door.
‘Man, she’s got a great body,’ he thought again. Otter-sleek,
hard in all the right places and soft in all the right places at the
same time. Thin, tapered legs, heart-shaped ass, very slender
waist, lovely high-riding titties….
His heart was beating faster, knowing that he would soon be
laying with his daughter once again and the increased blood flow
began to do its work – he felt his dick begin to burgeon in his
slacks. The thrill of screwing his daughter was like what cheating
on his ex-wife had been, only magnified about a hundred times.
“You really keep this place neat,” he said.
“Well, this is my place,” Nikki said, coming back to him. “I
know my room was always a mess but it’s different when you get
a place of your own. How about something to drink? I guess its a
celebration, right?”
“That sounds good. Got any vodka?” he asked as he sat down
on one of the armless dining table chairs.
“A martini?” Nikki asked with a smile. She slid into the kitchen
and took down some bottles out of the cabinets. “I don’t know how
you drink these things….they’re so strong. This glass is going to
have to do,” she said, showing him a wine glass.
“That’ll do,” he said. “Not too much vermouth.”
“I know, I know. Just waived it over the glass, right?” she said,
rolling her eyes. “So how does it feel to be a free man again?”
“Well, I don’t know…it’s not like I’m going to be lonely with you
ready to take your mother’s place.” Jonas didn’t mean it to sound
the way that it came out of his mouth. The fact that his daughter
desired to be in his bed was just fine with him. Nikki, however,
took it the wrong way.
“I’m not mom, Dad. She couldn’t take you fooling around but
I’m cool with all that stuff. I mean, we’re not a couple.”
“Nikki, I didn’t mean that. I just meant that I don’t have to go
looking for someone new to, ah, share some good times with. In
fact, Lance called and he has invited us out to Palm Springs next
weekend.” Jonas saw his daughter’s demeanor soften as she
realized what that meant. “He says there are some places we
could go.”
“That sounds like great,” Nikki said. “It’s my birthday, you
know?”
“Yes, the big 21. It promises to be very memorable. I reminded
Lance and I think he’ll plan something for you.”
“Well, now I’m all intrigued. I was wondering if I’d get invited out
to the Springs. I wasn’t sure you’d want me out there.”
“Nikki, don’t be ridiculous.”
“I don’t think I’m being ridiculous, Dad. I mean, how are you
going to react when you see me with someone else? Have you
thought about that? Lance’s parties….you told me what he said
about them.”
“Honey, I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it. But this could
cut both ways, am I right?”
“Dad, I watched you screw that Carmen chick. And enjoyed it,”
she said naughtily as she twisted the top back onto the vermouth
bottle.
“Yes but that was before you and I became an item. I have
noticed that you’ve not been going out on any dates the last few
months.”
“True,” Nikki said, “but I’m just not tired of you yet.”
Both of them laughed at her needling joke as she put the
bottles back up in the cabinet.
“Nikki, you’re going to get it for that,” he said.
“That’s why you came over wasn’t it?” she giggled as she
turned, opened the refrigerator and bent over to look for something,
giving him a nice look at her thong bikini riding up between her
sweet cheeks. She came out holding a jar of olives, obviously
proud that she could complete the drink in the classic way.
“One or two?” she said as she opened the jar.
“One will be just fine.”
She dropped an olive into the glass from about six inches high,
making a “bloop” sound as some of the martini splashed out on
the counter.
“Maybe you ought to get a job bartending?” he joked as she
walked to him with the drink.
“Oh, Daddy! If I worked, I wouldn’t get to spend so much time
with you…. and I know you wouldn’t want that.”
As Nikki said this, she pulled the drink away from his extended
hand and then moved over his sitting form, making him move his
knees closer together. She slowly lowered herself down on his lap,
all the while smiling devilishly at him.
His hands went to the outside of her thighs to keep her steady.
Her skin was damp from sweat and sunbathing oil and was oh so
smooth and soft. He began to swirl his fingers and thumbs on her
thighs, letting his eyes sweep down the front of her toned body.
“Here, Daddy,” Nikki said and he looked up to find her bringing
the glass to his lips. She tilted it up and poured a very healthy sip
of the strong drink into his mouth, only stopping when his eyes got
wide. Giggling, she took the glass away and watched as he
swallowed the liquid.
“Mmmmm…you’re a good little martini maker,” he
complimented her, as his hands slid around the sides of her
bottom, stroking the area where thighs turned into asscheeks.
“Thank you. Now tell me what else I am,” Nikki said, taking a
sip of the martini herself. “And your answer is very important…. I’m
a good little….?”
Jonas could hear the pitch of her voice change and the gleam
in her eye flash as she put on her seductive charm. He loved that
she liked to instigate the sex between them. It wasn’t a case of
him pursuing her all the time and she eventually giving in. She
had been the seducer on their first night together and if she hadn’t,
he never would have even considered fucking her, no matter how
much swinging he eventually got into with Lance. Incest was the
forbidden fruit and Nikki kept offering that juicy temptation
whenever she could.
“Let’s see,” he said out loud as he thought of an appropriate
response. “You’re a good little…hmmmm…you’re a good little
lover.”
“Ahhhhh, that’s so sweet,” Nikki said and leaned toward him,
bringing her lips to his own. Her kiss was quick but she gave him
just a hint of tongue. As she leaned away from him, she held the
drink toward him and he took it with his left hand. His right hand
continued to stroke her flank as she went to work on his tie, her
fingers undoing the knot.
“I thought you were going to be more graphic than that,” Nikki
said as she pulled the tie through his collar and deposited it on the
table.
“You want me to rephrase myself?” Jonas said after taking
another sip of his martini. Nikki had begun to unbutton his dress
shirt, her slender fingers adroitly slipping the buttons through the
shirtslits, exposing his hairy upper chest.
“Yeah. Make it fucking dirty,” Nikki said, her eyes flashing as
she threw in the obscene language.
“Where did I go wrong raising you, Nikki?” he said, picking up
the verbal football at the beginning of their illicit lovemaking. His
right hand moved off her hip and he began to massage her belly,
his wrist breaking back toward him as his fingers pressed into her
tanned skin. “Would you like it better if I called you my good little
cocksucker?”
“Mmmm, that’s better,” Nikki cooed as her hands went into his
open shirt. “Am I your good little fuckbaby, Daddy?”
Her nails dug into his pectorals for a second and then her
palms began rubbing his chest, her thumbs finding his nipples,
teasing them. Jonas’s slacks were suddenly way to confining as
his erection began to grow like an uncoiling python.
“Shit yes! Unzip me, honey,” he said excitedly, moving his
hand up to squeeze her left tit through her bikini top. “You’re
getting your old man as hard as a rock.”
Jonas put his drink down on the table, afraid that he would spill
it at any moment as Nikki pulled his shirt from his pants and
began to undo the last three buttons, her head down watching her
fingers work. He grabbed her ass with his freed right hand as he
shifted her somewhat to allow him to start kicking off his shoes.
Nikki threw open his unbuttoned shirt and trailed her hands
over his stomach as she moved them down to his slacks. Jonas
did not suck in the little gut that that he had, knowing that his
daughter did not care that he wasn’t perfect in every detail; he
knew that that her turn-on was in his pants. Her own father’s cock
– her flesh and blood – was what got her off. He didn’t think she
would ever get tired of that. He knew he wouldn’t get tired of her
either. His daughter was bred for the bed.
“Are you getting all hard for me?” Nikki whispered, looking up
at his face as she unhooked his belt and went to work on his fly.
“You better believe it, baby. It’s been a whole week almost,” he
answered as he reached both hands around her top, going for the
knot on the back of her bikini top. “Oh, Jesus, that feels good!”
Nikki’s fingers had pulled his underwear down off his rising rod
and now her hand was on it, pulling it upright between their bodies.
She stroked it up and down slowly, coaxing it to more
tumescence.
Jonas had untied her bikini top in back and behind her neck
and he pulled the flimsy garment off and threw it on the floor
beside them. Her frequent sunning sessions had bronzed her body
everywhere except where her bikini had covered her skin and the
contrast of the triangular patches of untanned skin that surrounded
her naturally brown aerolae had never been greater.
“I love your tanlines….and your tits,” he added as his hands
went to his baby’s proud pair. He pushed her sloping milk sacs
toward each other, loving the feel of her sun-heated titflesh under
his hands. He could just get her tits to touch, forming a narrow
cleavage that he had actually fucked once. With her palms
holding her tits together and her fingers forming an arch over his
thrusting shaft, he had been able to get off fairly quickly, more for
the stimulating things she had said up at him in their bed at the
beach house than for the sensations from his organ.
“Suck them then,” Nikki said seductively as she leaned into
him.
He dipped his face and began by kissing each nipple tenderly,
still holding her breasts together so his mouth did not have to
move far between them. Her aerolae were about the size of half-
dollar pieces and they felt even smoother than her skin, like Jello
that could retain its consistancy while very hot. His kisses melted
into sucking as he felt her hard nipples demand attention.
“Mmmmmm,” Nikki sighed as he pursed his lips around one of
her jutting titstalks. Her nipples were probably an inch long when
fully aroused, about the thickness of a ballpoint pen. And they had
a natural uptilt that looked so hot, that just screamed youth. He
began sucking on them, going back and forth, like a baby seeking
some sustenance. He felt her left hand curl around his head, her
nails digging themselves into his scalp near his left ear as her right
hand had continued milking his petrified pecker.
“Ooooh, Dad!….I love that….mmmmhhmmm….”
His daughter began to really heat up after a few moments of
his oral duties. She was sighing faster and faster, kissing the top
of his head, tugging on his cock so strongly that he was afraid he
would have to put a stop to things before he came all over her
belly.
Maybe she could feel the same thing because her hand
released his erection and went to his shoulder. He slid his hands
under her armpits, letting her tits fall back into their natural
splayed position as he began nibbling up her sternum toward her
neck. Her mouth came around to his left ear and her tongue and
hot breath both tickled and felt so erotic that he pulled his head
back after a few seconds, swinging his mouth to hers.
“Nikkkkiiii,” he murmured against her lips before she tilted her
head and slid her tongue into his receptive mouth. As she
frenched him, he felt her pull her body closer to him, her groin
sliding right up to trap his cockshaft with the bikinied junction of
her thighs. He slid his hands down to her ass and pulled her
tighter into his hips. After a moment her tongue withdrew, breaking
their kiss as she leaned her upper torso away from him.
“Your engine is really going today,” he told her as she ran her
fingers through his salt and pepper hair, sending her hands down
under the collar of his shirt onto his bare back.
“You turn me on, Pops,” she said in a teasing voice. “I want to
climb on your dick, right here on the chair. How does that sound?”
She rubbed his cock with her crotch to convince him how good
that would feel – to have her lower her hot pussy down around his
hard, upthrust erection.
It was tempting but his legs were already getting that tingling
sensation from her weight and the back of the pine chair was hard
against his back and the thought of taking her in her soft feather
bed was what he had been imagining all the way over to her place.
He wanted to stretch out and enjoy himself with her.
“No, I think I’ll just take you to bed, young lady,” he said as he
wrapped his left arm around her waist and used his right hand to
push him up out of the chair. His pants pooled around his ankles
as his daughter’s legs locked behind his ass.
“Anywhere you want, Daddy,” Nikki acquiesced as he took
charge.
He was able to step out of his pants and slide his drawers
down and off using his free right hand. Then, wearing his socks,
his open shirt and his 105 pound daughter, he walked across the
living room and into her bedroom.
Chapter 3
‘What a great way to spend an afternoon,’ Nikki thought to
herself as her strong father carried her across the threshold of her
bedroom.
There was something about the way that her father touched her
that was different from any other man she had been with. With him
it was wrong and that was what made it so right for her. It was
taboo to suck his cock and open her legs for him but she had to
have it.
“Now, don’t throw me,” she said with a laugh when they got to
the side of the bed.
“Nikki, would I do that?” her father said innocently… too
innocently. And just as she suspected, as soon as she relaxed
her legs and put her hands on his shoulders, he tossed her
backward onto the bed. She swept her hair off her face to find him
stooping over to quickly take his socks off.
“Sucker,” he said down at her.
“Mmmhhmm….cocksucker!” she countered, as she rose up on
her elbows and ran her foot on his knee as he took off his shirt.
She knew he would probably take her up on her offer sometime
during their lovemaking.
“That a promise?” he said with a smile as he began to take of
his watch. The silver band had gotten caught in her hair during one
fuck session at the beach house and he always took it off when
they were together.
“I’ll do whatever you want me to, Daddy,” she said hotly.
“Baby, you are something else,” he said as he dropped to his
knees on the edge of the bed between her parted legs. “Let’s get
rid of these.”
His fingers went to the thong bowstrings on either side of her
hips and, with a quick pull, untied them. He scooped the fingers of
his right hand under the top of her thong front and jerked the
material away, tossing it behind him on the floor. His eyes
immediately lit up with that animal hunger that all men got when
they looked at her pretty pussy.
“I hope you don’t mind that I got a little sweaty laying by the
pool,” she said in a faked innocent voice as she slid her right hand
down her lap and ran her fingers through the matted strip of pubic
hair that led down to the hood of her clitty. Like her tits, her crotch
had an area of untanned skin that seemingly blazed in the middle
of her crotch.
“Looks like you’ve been doing more than sweating, baby,” her
father said, running his fingers into her pussy slit. His familiar
touch was still like a jolt of current. “I think you got all juicy out on
that chair.”
He pushed inward with his middle finger, right where he knew
he should and it slid into her cuntmouth.
“Mmmmmmmmm,” she gushed as she reached further down
between her legs and parted her neat cuntlips with her fingers as
he began fucking his digit slowly in and out of her wet crack.
“How pink you are,” her father said under his breath, watching
his finger plumb her tender man-trap.
“Kiss it, Daddy,” she encouraged in a hot rush, certainly in the
mood to have her pussy sucked on for a while. She already
excited enough to handle his cock but he could probably get her
off with a little tonguing. Then she’d fuck him for everything he was
worth.
But instead he withdrew his finger from her slippery sex
sheath, and pushed her right knee toward her other, closing her
legs as he walked on his knees up her side toward the middle of
the bed and her elevated face.
‘Maybe later,’ Nikki hoped silently as she dutifully rolled over on
her right side, grabbing her father’s approaching cock with her left
hand to guide it into her mouth as he came closer to her face. She
could see a drop of pre-cum hanging on the underside of his glans
and when he was close enough, she swiped her tongue out and
cleaned it off. He moved even closer and she opened her mouth,
letting him feed several inches of cock into her face.
With her eyes closed, she began bobbing her mouth around
her father’s manhood. But he kept moving with his knees, although
he was fine where he was. She felt him pushing her head back as
his cock corkscrewed in her mouth.
“Nikki, wait a minute,” she heard him say as she let her body
fall back on the bed. His cock slid from her mouth and was
hovering over her face when she opened her eyes. Then he swung
a knee behind her head and she knew what he had in mind.
He was getting into a sixty-nine position with him on top. They
had done sixty-nines many times in the past but she had always
been on top since she usually initiated the position in the midst of
giving him head.
He fell to his hands over her, completing the postion. She
spread her legs wide as he slipped a hand over her cuntmound
and began rubbing her crease again. Grabbing his Damocles-like
cock, she swung it to the side as she raised her head and looked
down between their bodies, just in time to see his face falling into
the juncture of her thighs.
“Nnnnnnnnmmm,” she moaned low in her throat as her father’s
mouth spread over her pussyslit, his chin resting in the strip of her
pubes as he attacked her sex from the top. His tongue started
high in her labial folds, seeking her clitty. She felt his fingers
pulling back on the overhanging hood of flesh, exposing her
sensitive knot of nerve endings to his lapping tongue.
“Mmmmhhhhhmmmm….uuuuhhhhh…oh…ohhh!” she gasp as
he licked her sex, his cock all but forgotten in her hand as she
enjoyed the breathtaking sensations emanating from her dewy
crotch. Her father sure knew his way around a pussy with his
mouth; it was more than she could say for a lot of the boys and
men she had bedded in her young hyper-sexual life.
His mouth clamped down on her whole slit, his head dipping
further between her thighs. She tossed her head sideways on her
bedcover, groaning now as she humped her pussy into his sucking
mouth. His palms were laying on the inside of her thighs, keeping
her legs open as they unconsciously attempted to jerk closed
around his head.
“MMMmmhhhhMMMM….ohhhdadddiiiiiiiiie….uuhhhhUUHHH!”
and other such whimpers filled the still bedroom for several
minutes as Nikki received great cunnilingus from her horny father.
And then he made several stabbing motions through her hand
with his dick, awakening Nikki to his needs also. She turned her
face upward and began tugging on his semi-stiff erection. It had
lost some of its starch as she had greedily let him do all the loving
up to that point. She craned her face up slightly and began
tonguing the purplish head as her hand stroked him back to full
hardness, a process which took all of fifteen seconds.
His tongue left her tingling slit but she felt fingers take its
place, stroking her clitty in a swirling fashion for a few delightful
seconds before then cruising down her labial crease, almost
delving into the rounded aperture of her asshole before moving
back up, his fingers spreading her lips, exposing the mouth of her
cunt to the cool air of the bedroom.