Seeking Affection Ch. 01
hor's Note: This three-chapter series is being posted on the same day, so the chapters should be available for your reading enjoyment within a short time frame.
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Kylie peered from the third-floor attic window down at a dirt back yard and at the entrance to a large barn. The house and adjoining property, since divided many times, used to be a working farm. They occupied the original dwellings. Mobile homes had been placed on the smaller lots. The abandoned barn now served as a garage for the family car, and as a party place for Kylie's older brother Troy.
The barn was quite spacious and still in good condition. It was two stories high at the center, with two unused hay lofts on either side. Wooden ladders provided access. A carpet of loose old hay several inches thick covered all the floors. Troy and a friend had dragged an old full-sized mattress up to one loft a year earlier for their extracurricular activities.
More recently they made use of an old winch and chain they discovered under the hay. During a drinking binge they somehow managed, by boldly standing on the unstable loft railing, to anchor a roller to the ceiling and thread the chain through. Leather wrist cuffs now dangled from the roof within arm's reach of the ground. Kylie had been wondering what their plans were for the odd device, but after a while it just became another unused fixture in the barn.
At twenty Troy was two years her senior. He was extremely cute and nicely buff, with broad muscular shoulders and arms. Until just recently he was Kylie's best friend and the center of her universe. Now she was nothing to him, a fact that left her feeling terribly hurt and lonely.
She watched with increasing irritation as numerous bags and boxes found their way inside the structure. Surely her parents weren't this blind! What gave Troy free reign of the premises when she was strictly forbidden such freedom? The anger grew as she thought of how he'd dropped out of high school to work what was left of the farm. Work the farm! Work the farm! That lazy ass did anything but!
Kylie had worked herself into such a rage that she bounded down the stairs and confronted her parents. They were happily engaged watching a "Hee-Haw" episode eternally captured on a DVD disc spinning inside a player that Kylie herself had regretfully taught them how to use.
"Troy's at it again!" she loudly complained.
Her mother's terribly obese form vibrated in response to the show. A sea of ripples could be seen underneath her clothing. "Leave Troy alone, sweetie. Your brother works hard."
Her mind screamed He does nothing! But Kylie's anger went unheard. How her father could listen to such lies without flinching was nothing less than amazing... and disgusting.
"Daddy!" she shouted in a desperate hope of gaining an ally.
Her slender, white-haired father looked up at his eighteen year-old daughter. His eyes sparkled as he admired her shoulder-length blonde hair, cute face, and gorgeous form. Perky breasts were tucked beneath a thin short-sleeved blouse, and the shorts she wore left her shapely legs visible.
Kylie knew he was a dirty old man. His lustful gaze felt like invisible hands caressing her body. It was as disgusting as it was strangely erotic. A chill shot down her spine that hardened her nipples, which throbbed impatiently against her blouse. She stepped forward and curled up along the right side of his body with her back to Mother. Her left arm coiled around his neck.
"Can't you do something about Troy?" she asked in an innocent, alluring tone. "For me?"
His left hand reached across his body. Dale's fingers lightly stroked the swell of her right breast, the tip growing large as her entire body shuddered with excitement. His head leaned down, his mouth seeking hers. Kylie's lips dodged him several times, uncertain if she wanted him kissing her again. She eventually relented. Her supple loins tingled when his mouth covered hers.
Dale's palm cupped the perky mound through her clothing and squeezed on the luscious flesh. His thumb rubbed on the pulsating nub, making it ache. Dale's thick, wet tongue pushed deeply into her mouth. As Mother quietly rocked back and forth and watched the TV, her husband heatedly kissed and fondled their precious daughter.
Kylie's young body quickly awakened. She hated it when Daddy turned her on, but knew she was also at fault for turning to him. Kylie should have known better. There was tingling warmth in her lower belly, and her virgin pussy ached to be fucked. She could feel building wetness between her thighs that soaked into the crotch of her panties as she physically yearned for the pleasure of sexual release.
Her thoughts turned to Troy. They had been so close, practically inseparable from sun-up to sundown each and every day. But he recently drifted away from Kylie for reasons that eluded her comprehension. She watched jealously from a distance as he lived his life away from her, as if she was dead. But she wasn't, and it deeply hurt when he ignored their once close friendship. Kylie desperately wanted him back. Without him she was nothing more than an empty shell, a void that missed his loving attention.
As much as she wanted it to be, the shifting tongue in her mouth was not Troy's. But it was warm and wet, and her muscle anxiously entwined with Daddy's as their desire intensified. She felt tugging as he cautiously popped two blouse buttons apart, creating a small aperture through her clothing. A hand slowly reached inside. Kylie's soft, slender body stiffened as his hand grasped a bare breast and nipple, eagerly caressing the smooth, warm flesh. She felt his penis stirring with excitement.
"Let's go check on your big brother and see what this is all about," Dale suggested, anxious to continue their sexual activity in a more private location.
As Kylie arose her mind briefly imagined how events would unfold outside. Her Daddy would chase off Troy's drinking buddies and groupies. As they cleared out of the barn and left, Troy would look crushed. That would be her payback for all the pain his inattention had been causing her. But after a few minutes he'd look across at her standing near the back door of the house. She would see the look in his eyes as Troy realized how wrong he'd been to ignore her, and he'd suddenly understand how much he loved his wonderful sister.
A wide grin would form on his handsome face and his outstretched arms would open in a long overdue invitation. She'd run across the yard and into his arms. It would be the sweetest embrace of her young life as their mouths anxiously kissed. Kylie felt a surge of excitement as she followed Daddy through the kitchen and out onto the screened-in back porch. She experienced a sense of elation while daring to hope of recapturing her brother's affectionate interest once again.
"Let's sit back here a spell and see what happens," he decided.
Kylie's heart sank as he sat down on a swinging bench and pulled her onto his lap facing him. Her legs straddled his. She quickly realized that all he had ever intended to do was to lure her to a private area so he could take full advantage of her body. Tears of disappointment filled her eyes as his fingers pulled the remaining blouse buttons open. All she could do was close her eyes and pretend it was Troy that was touching her.
He pushed the loosened blouse over her shoulders and down her arms. Kylie sighed as the top gently fell to the porch. Her body tensed as cool hands cupped both of her perky mounds. His palms and fingers squeezed on the supple swells as thumbs teasingly prodded the erect pink nipples. She softly moaned as tingling warmth rippled through her belly. When he leaned forward and kissed her scented neck a shudder passed through her form.
"Troy," she whispered as she imagined him there. "Oh, baby."
"You let me worry about your brother," Dale advised, not making the connection.
After a spell of kissing and fondling she felt a hand rubbing on an inner thigh. It moved to the crotch of her shorts, pressing against her pussy. Tingling heat formed in her supple loins and intensified as her body was awakened by his loving attention. After getting her hot the hand moved to the top of the shorts. Dale unbuckled and unzipped the clothing, his hand attempting to push down the front.
"I don't think so," she told him as a defiant streak formed.
"Why do you deny me?" he questioned. "Especially after everything else you've done with me?"
His fingers shifted down under her clothing and over the rise of her pubic mound. His fingers sifted through the soft curls of pubic hair before descending. Kylie jerked and shuddered when stimulation was finally provided to her juicy, aching cunt. The tips of his fingers fondled the outer folds before pushing between. They sank into her narrow slit and explored the shallow trench.
Her hands balled into fists as she writhed on his lap. Her body wanted to be taken, but Kylie held on to the hope that her first time would be with her brother. She gathered her mental focus and pulled the hand out of her shorts.
"No, Daddy, not that," she loudly complained.
"Then move to your knees and suck on my cock," he requested in an annoyed tone.
"I'm sorry, please don't be mad," she apologized for her continued reluctance.
Kylie moved off his lap. Dale's legs shifted apart as she reluctantly dropped to her knees between them. His penis was fully engorged and anxiously throbbed against the front of his pants. It was no secret that what he really wanted was to fuck her, but Kylie had no intention of allowing it. She wanted Troy to be her first, and nobody else. After unfastening his pants her soft fingers withdrew the mass of aroused meat from his underpants and began sucking on it.
As her soft hands cupped and gently squeezed on his hairy balls, her tongue licked the bulbous tip like an ice cream cone. It made long, slow swipes from the bottom up. Kylie loved the smoothness of the straining reddish-purple head. And, just like ice cream, it melted, oozing with a milky drop. She smiled inwardly as her daddy squirmed in delight, enjoying her attention. Kylie was quickly learning what men liked for a girl to do.
His hands gently held the side of her face and pressed her lips against the tip. Kylie took him inside her warm, wet mouth, sucking hard on the tip. His salty musk flavor quickly filled the orifice. Dale started making thrusting motions, working his cock in and out between those tightly pursed lips. His body stiffened with pleasure as tingling pressure formed in his lower abdomen.
"Oh yeah, that feels so good," he groaned in approval. "Suck your daddy nice and hard, girl."
The party continued in the barn across the way. Music and laughter could be heard as three of Troy's drinking buddies and two scantily clad girls enjoyed the impromptu mid-week party. Dale watched as the events unfolded before his very eyes. His gaze was drawn to the girls wearing short skirts and tiny tops that barely covered their ample breasts. The guys were all over them, copping quick feels and stealing fast kisses as the women teased them with their sexy features.
"It's a disgrace how girls act these days," he whispered in apparent shock and disgust.
Kylie's head bobbed up and down. Her lips were tightly wrapped around the shaft, forming a moving seal that rose and fell at a rhythmic pace. Saliva bathed his penis and it glistened with wetness. The strong musk flavor of his semen grew stronger as thick cum leaked from the rounded head. He cradled her soft face, guiding it for maximum pleasure. Kylie's mouth sucked and tongue swirled around his sensitized organ.
A girl's shriek attracted Dale's attention. He looked up in time to see Troy grabbing a dark-haired cutie and carrying her into the garage to the center support. As she giggled he tied leather straps around her wrists, and then began turning a hand crank. With each ratchet of the gear the leather straps pulled her arms up and tightened. When the groupie was helplessly bound, Troy popped three buttons loose and watched as her skimpy top fell away, revealing her bare breasts. Dale smiled, wishing he was Troy at that moment.
The girl shrieked again as Troy pulled the skirt and panties down her long, shapely legs. She tried to fight him off, but in her hopeless position she was completely at the mercy of the guys that surrounded her. The other girl was no help at all as she coaxed the guys on. The brunette seemed genuinely frightened, but they were all drunk and beyond control. Dale briefly considered intervening, but instead closed his eyes and settled back as the joyous tingling pressure intensified.
"You stay away from your brother when he's drunk like that," Dale cautioned her. "Those boys get plum crazy at night."
She sensed that he was getting close. Dale had gotten her to suck him off a couple times a week since Kylie's eighteenth birthday four months earlier. She'd gotten quite good at it. The main reason she cooperated was for the practice. Kylie wanted to be good for her brother if she could ever recapture his lost attention.
A woman's shriek sounded as three guys stood alongside of the restrained woman's form. They raised and spread her shapely thighs. Troy unzipped his pants and pushed his cock into her helpless pussy. Dale watched as his oversexed son began fucking her writhing body. The female observer cheered him on as the victim was soon moaning in joyous delight.
Dale watched the erotic spectacle as his daughter finished him off. He easily imagined the girl's hot pussy juice dripping down Troy's thrusting prick and spilling onto the ground below. He enjoyed watching the full bouncing breasts. His son was doing a fine job of nailing the cute girl. As she dangled from that strange contraption her loud moans drifted across the yard, almost as if he was standing next to them.
Kylie couldn't see what was happening in the barn, but her ears allowed her to form a fairly complete mental picture. Tears welled up in her eyes from the emotional pain of Troy's rejection. Her mouth sucked harder and faster on Daddy's prick. He tensed and groaned as the semen began rising. His cock swelled a bit larger at the end.
"Oh, yeah," he groaned in approval. "That's daddy's sweet girl. Don't make a mess of it."
His words of warning were precisely that. The first time he talked her into going down on him she was surprised by the ejaculating cum and it spilled all over the front of his pants. He was so angry that he put her over his lap, pulled her shorts down, and whipped her bare ass. That didn't happen a second time, Kylie learned her lesson quickly. She'd swallowed ever since.
"That's it!" he grunted.
He savored the thrilling rush as his thick cum moved through the pipe. Through half-closed eyes he watched his son nailing the hanging cutie across the back yard. Dale imagined that he was the one fucking her flailing form. Seconds later his body tensed. He ejaculated hot cum into Kylie's sucking mouth. He fired off several strong streams of semen, which she dutifully consumed.
Afterwards Kylie's hands pumped the shaft as her mouth sucked, carefully extracting all that remained. Once confident that his balls had been appropriately drained and no more would leak out, she briefly caressed his genitals before tucking them back inside his clothing.
Dale glanced down and verified that all signs of his semen had been eaten and he smiled down at her approvingly. "That's a good girl. You've gotten quite good at that."
Kylie appreciated the compliment and she smiled with pride. "You're just practice, Daddy. That's all you'll ever be to me."
Dale grinned at her belittling confession. He wasn't convinced, but thought it was cute all the same. "Then maybe you'd like to practice something else some time. I can teach a girl a lot, you know. Think on that for a bit."
He fixed his clothing and went back inside, leaving Kylie on the porch alone with her thoughts. She sat on the bench and watched her brother finish fucking the dangling girl. Kylie wanted so desperately to be that girl that it emotionally hurt.
"Why do you ignore me?" she wondered aloud as tears streamed down her face.
Kylie had herself a good cry and finally wiped the tears away. Their party broke up shortly after the bound girl was released, with promises that her friend would be next. The sound of car engines starting disturbed the quiet until the noises faded away.
She'd lost track of Troy. Kylie ventured off the porch and walked to the barn, noticing that the floor was littered with beer cans. Her eyes looked up longingly at the chain and leather cuffs that dangled from the ceiling.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" he challenged.
"It's my house too, you know!" she angrily snapped back.
"What crawled up your ass?"
"Did you have a good time?" she questioned, already suspecting what the answer would be.
He shrugged his shoulders. "It was okay, I guess."
His response surprised her. As he bent down and picked up cans, she helped.
"Was it fun doing things with that girl?" she pressed.
"Why do you ask so many fucking questions, huh?" he asked in an annoyed tone.
Kylie cringed. The last thing she wanted to do was piss him off and see him drift even further away. But she also needed answers.
"How come we don't hang out on the tire swing like we used to?" she inquired. "Or swim in the creek?"
"You're eighteen now," Troy reminded her as he noisily dumped an armful of cans into a rusted steel drum.
Kylie wasn't sure if she should feel hurt or be angry. After he stepped back she opened her arms and emptied the cans into the drum as well.
"What difference does that make, Troy?"
He was evasive. "You know..."
Now she was getting mad. "No, I don't!"
He heavily sighed. "Don't get all pissy about it. I just mean that you're all busy chasing boys now that you've grown up."
She threw her arms up in exasperation. "What boys have you seen me chasing? Please, answer me that!"
"If you're not, then I reckon you will be," he countered.
Kylie placed the toe of her right foot on the ground and rotated it back and forth. A sheepish grin appeared on her cute face. She nervously clasped her hands together in front of her slender, newly mature body.
"The only one I'm chasing after right now is you."
A surprised expression appeared on his handsome face. He gazed at her body appraisingly, as if noticing his younger sister for the very first time. She looked good in the shorts and blouse. He admired her slender, shapely legs and torso. He next observed the perky swells of her boobs under the thin top. Troy could see the outline of her impressive nipples. When his flaccid penis shifted, he felt guilty and turned away.
"Why are you doing this?" he wondered aloud.
She walked up behind him. Kylie's arms moved around his waist and she placed her forehead on the back of one shoulder. He smelled of beer.
"I miss you so much, Troy."
On impulse her soft, full lips kissed the back of his neck. A tingling chill passed through his body. Troy's penis slightly stiffened. He tried not to acknowledge the sexual thoughts that threatened, but quickly lost the futile struggle. Images of her naked, squirming body embracing him surfaced. Troy closed his eyes as he enjoyed the warmth of her lips and the firm breasts that pressed against his back.
What would she look like with those silky thighs spread wide apart? He mentally placed himself in a prone position between them. Troy imagined hearing her moans of delight as her tight, wet pussy wrapped around his throbbing cock. The dirty thoughts of him fucking his kid sister swelled his penis even more, and he was soon fully erect.
Kylie's left palm accidentally rubbed over the pulsating bulge in his pants. When discovering his erection she softly gasped. The fingers lingered, teasing his penis. She grabbed the stiffening shaft as best she could and began squeezing on his cock.
Troy was immediately embarrassed and pushed the hand away. "Kylie, stop it already!"
"Why?" she questioned in a playful but challenging voice. "Daddy touches me. Why can't we touch each other, too?"
Both of her hands moved to his crotch. The fingers lightly traced the outline of his caged penis, and this time he didn't complain. With Troy's sexual feelings for his sister now validated, he allowed the intimate contact. The zipper of his pants was tugged down its short track. Incredibly soft fingers pushed inside the small opening and caressed his stiff prick.
"Ohhh," he quietly groaned as his body shuddered in pleasure.
Kylie silently giggled and guided the organ through the aperture. Her right hand encircled the shaft and slowly moved back and forth along its full length. The other fondled his hairy sacs.
"You feel so good," she moaned in glee. "You're so big and hard."
After all the waiting, she was content with just standing behind him and jerking on his cock. Kylie wanted to feel it moving inside of her so badly, but sensed his apprehension. Despite the tingling heat in her belly and growing arousal, Kylie was afraid of telling her brother how much she really wanted him. Her heart surged with the deep affection she felt for him.
"I love you so much," she whispered ever so softly, too low for her words to reach his unsuspecting ears.
Troy reached his hands back, pressing them against her bare upper legs. His calloused palms and fingers caressed the smooth thighs, enjoying the feel of her silky skin. When his palms reached the bottom of her shorts he shifted his fingers between, lightly fondling her inner thighs along the bottom edge of the crotch.. Kylie eagerly separated the limbs and shuddered in delight. Her pussy quickly came alive and was soon filled with tingling warmth.
His curious fingers were timid, venturing beneath the legs of her shorts and to the edge of her panty crotch yet not quite touching her aroused cunt. She wanted desperately for him to finger the juicy slit, but his nervous apprehension was readily apparent.
The fingers of both her hands pumped back and forth on Troy's cock. The pulsating shaft felt so delightful to Kylie. Her aching pussy was all hot and wet, and there was nothing she wanted more at that moment than to feel his cock driving into her virgin core. Her nipples were impossibly big and anxiously throbbed against his back so insistently that she was certain he felt them. Her frantic moans reached his ears, and Troy's groans of delight answered back.
He could feel the humid heat emanating from his sister's aroused sex. Slowly his growing excitement and curiosity overcame his initial reluctance. Troy burrowed a finger under the panty crotch and into the hot, wet slit of her pussy.
"Oh Troy, yes," she moaned out loud as her body writhed in desire.
There was a squishing sound as he explored the juicy channel. Essence coated the finger as he pushed the wetness around over the sloping walls of the heated valley. An intense, sudden rush of excitement raced through his system, fueled by the forbidden nature of the act. With that barrier briefly broken, he savored the warmth of his sister's wondrous flesh. His cock surged even harder, the balls tightly compressed against the base of his towering prick.
Troy grunted and twitched, squirting a thick stream of milky cum several inches up and arcing a few feet away. She kept stroking him, knowing from her experience with Daddy that there would be more. His body shuddered, ejaculating several more creamy filaments. Each successive burst grew weaker until his balls were empty. After finishing Troy removed his hands from her body and then pushed her hands away from his crotch.
Without uttering a single word Troy tucked himself inside and walked back to the house. Tears of confusion formed in Kylie's eyes. She was stunned by his complete lack of acknowledgement of her sexual efforts. Her eyes lowered to the ground and observed the small whitish puddles of semen seeping into the dirt. They were joined by several salty tears.
The back door opened and closed. Kylie reached up and pulled on a string that doused a bare high-wattage bulb overhead, immersing her in darkness.
After approaching the large open doors of the barn she noticed a tiny glow of red from the back porch. That meant only one thing. Kylie sighed and crossed the yard to the screen door. She was intercepted by Daddy.
"Come here, girl," he called out, simultaneously snuffing out his before-bed cigarette.
She reluctantly approached and settled down on his lap with her back leaning against the crook of his left arm and shoulder. There was a moment of silence as she wondered how much he'd seen. It never occurred to her that they stood the risk of being observed.
"I told you to leave Troy alone when he's been drinking," he reminded her. "What did he make you do?"
Kylie rolled her eyes in frustration. The pain of rejection and building anger boiled over. "Nothing, Daddy! You're the only one that makes me do things!"
A deep chuckle followed. The last traces of white smoke vacated his lungs as he did. "Girl, I haven't asked you to do anything that your body didn't already want to. You can convince yourself otherwise, but we both know the truth."
Kylie silently admitted the truth of his statement. He'd never been forceful. If he was, she wouldn't still be a virgin.
"We're all kin," he added. "We work long and hard. Sometimes we just need to be there for one another when other opportunities aren't available. That's the way it's always been."
The fingers of his right hand moved underneath the front of her shorts.
"Daddy..." she began complaining, suspicious he was trying to take advantage of her current weakness, but her voice trailed off.
His fingers quickly detected her aroused state. Wetness coated the long appendages. He pressed them between the outer lips and into her slit. When he touched her enlarged clitoris Kylie twitched and moaned aloud.
"A girl can't sleep in your condition," he added. "You'll toss and turn all night. I'll help you, the same as you've been helping me."
Her shapely legs shifted further apart as she leaned back, trying to relax. Kylie's eyes closed as he fingered that special spot. Her pulse and breathing quickened as the excitement mounted.
"Oh, Daddy, that feels so good," Kylie admitted as he rubbed on the juicy cunt.
His girl was soon writhing and squirming upon his chest. Fresh essence soaked the hot slit and coated his probing fingers. A slight squishing noise emanated from her crotch, along with the pungent smell of her aroused sex.
"You don't know what you're missing, sweetie. Let Daddy show you how good it can really be," he whispered, still anxiously trying to convince his little angel to allow him to fuck her.
"Daddy, this is real nice," Kylie told him. "Don't spoil it, okay?"
He sighed in disappointment. "Okay."
Kylie closed her eyes again and concentrated her attention on the fingers that rubbed up and down the wet walls of her narrow valley. One fingered the small, swollen, and highly sensitized nub. Her lithe form quivered in his lap. Her hips made slight thrusting motions, frantically grinding her hot cunt against the fingers.
"Oh, Daddy," she groaned aloud as essence soaked into the crotch of her clothing and trickled down the velvet-smooth flesh.
His free hand reached up to her blouse. After pulling several buttons open, it slipped inside and squeezed on her left breast. The wondrous soft swell felt so good. He teasingly prodded the erect nipple. Kylie was undeniably aroused. Her ripe, awakened body desperately wanted a man's cock pushing inside, filling her aching void.
Her fingers rubbed on the crotch of his pants. He wasn't fully erect yet, but she felt his penis eagerly stirring beneath the clothing. A bulge soon formed as blood filled the organ, and she felt it throbbing. Even while doubting the wisdom of her actions, she grasped the tab of his zipper and pulled it down. Her soft fingers pushed inside and squeezed around the hard shaft.
"You know you want me," he whispered to the sexy daughter on his lap. "You want your daddy, don't you?"
She didn't answer. Kylie was so afraid of opening her mouth and accidentally telling him that she did want him. Then he'd be her first instead of Troy. People said a young woman never forgets her first time because it's so incredibly special. Kylie couldn't bear to think that Daddy would be a big part of that memory instead of Troy.
Kylie's shapely body shuddered as her excitement mounted. He fingered her pussy harder and faster. A hand kneaded on the firm swell and tweaked on the aching, pulsating tip. Her voice cried out in breathless desperation. She moved both hands around his enlarged cock, pumping on it hard and fast. His moans joined hers in a chorus of shared need and desire.
He climaxed first; Daddy tensed and twitched. He softly grunted and squirted a stream of thick, warm, gooey cum across her thighs. Kylie kept stroking his erection, milking his hardness. He ejaculated twice more. She was careful to make sure the semen squirted onto her bare legs. Kylie's right hand smeared the small puddles over her smooth skin.
"Oh, Daddy! Daddy!" Kylie's frantic moans sounded as his fingers had her on the verge.
Sensing she was close, Dale redoubled his efforts. His wet fingers rubbed on her clit faster and harder. Kylie's beautiful young body writhed. Her moans became desperate cries as she curled into a fetal position and then her luscious body suddenly stiffened. Dale heard a final gasp and felt all of her muscles clench in orgasm.
His girl came hard. There was a small flood of fresh juice as the tingling heat in her loins intensified. After a few seconds her breathing resumed. She sucked in air, refilling her lungs as her lithe form wildly convulsed in spasms of ecstasy. When it was over she buried her face into the base of his neck, giving her daddy appreciative kisses.
"Oh, Daddy, that felt so wonderful!" she exclaimed, in awe of the powerful climax. "That was the best so far."
"Let Daddy fuck you, it feels even better," he tempted his gorgeous daughter.
Her thoughts turned to Troy; his unwillingness to pay her the attention she needed was continuing to frustrate Kylie. Maybe waiting for him was futile. In the afterglow of sexual release, with her defenses lowered, she was more emotionally exposed than ever before.
"Soon, Daddy," she promised, feeling her resistance to his persistent advances weakening. "I love you."
"Daddy loves you too," he assured her.
She felt so safe and comfortable in his arms. Kylie was quite content to lie there with her head against his chest, their clothing in slight disarray in the aftermath of the erotic embrace. She felt the cum on her thighs and juice between her legs beginning to dry. After a short while Kylie drifted off to sleep.
When Dale heard the familiar sleep-breathing, he carried her to bed. He gently laid her face up and finished unbuttoning the blouse. She half-awoke as he removed the top and revealed her chest. He briefly admired the perky, firm breasts and pink tips. His gaze lowered down her flat belly and slightly curved hips.
Dale unfastened the front of her shorts and peeled them off along with the panties. On impulse he placed his hand underneath both of her knees and opened his daughter up wide. He'd only touched her a few times down there, and had never seen the beauty of her fur-fringed pussy. Dale delighted in the fact that his daughter was a true blonde to the core. And she appeared even lovelier than he could have imagined.
Her daddy leaned down and lovingly licked the still-wet outer folds before kissing them goodnight. He delighted in the tangy flavor of her drying juice. His mouth kissed a loving trail up the center of her body, briefly pausing to suck on a nipple before moving up to her right ear.
"You said soon, my sweet angel," he quietly reminded her before pulling up the covers and tucking her in.
"G'night, Daddy," she softly declared in a slurred, sleepy voice.
He turned off the light and closed the bedroom door.