Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Out Of Control:(Incest/Taboo)>Ep56

Molly was used to the way men looked at her mother, at her big sister. And she saw the way that women wanted her father. To be under James' own thrall, to see all these boys be under hers? It was like being a superhero. Molly swore if given the chance, she could fly.

The boy at the counter sure thought she looked super. He miscounted their change twice; he was so busy stammering and staring. Molly grinned at him and licked her lips, enticingly.

"I love a load of ice cream," Molly said. The boy dropped the money on the floor. He nearly cracked his skull on the countertop trying to get it again.

When the father-daughter duo got back in the car, the anticipation of what was to come was now almost overwhelming. James kept looking down at his daughter's erect nipples rather than the road. It made the trip a little frightening, honestly. But it also made it more fun, too.

"Daddy, I think I need a little rest," Molly said, pushing her chest forward.

"Of course, sweetie," James said, slowing the car, "I don't want you to overexert yourself."

"Thanks Daddy."

car jolting on the dirt road felt almost like foreplay to Molly -- the little rumble that

the engine. There was no need to say anything, no preamble required. Molly reached over and grabbed her Dad's dick. She noticed he wasn't even wearing underwear

enough to let her know that he was in control. The way they both liked it. Molly felt her father's body respond to her licks and kisses. Her own body started to respond, as well. Her nipples hardened and not from the cold this time.

Then her Daddy's dick had filled her

hand on the back of her head. She lifted off her father's cock and sat back on her heels, smiling at him. Her face sticky with saliva. James watched his daughter warily, like he wasn't sure what she would do. Molly grinned and lifted up her

in the car. Molly reached down and unsnapped her jean shorts, showing her Daddy her sodden patch of blonde pubic hair. Look Dad, no

reached over to grab his dick -- he felt even larger than usual. James' cock was the first, the only, that Molly had ever had, yet she still instinctively knew that it was big. The way it felt in her hand, her mouth, her pussy.

for his daughter to lower her mouth once again, but instead she started steering him to a different, hotter hole. Molly held her Daddy's dick in place and slowly began to climb over him. She rested her breast by her father's mouth and aimed his cock -- the babymaker that had

shouted, "Baby, we

fell back in the passenger seat like she'd been shot. Her eyes wide

sweetie," James said. He reached over to stroke his daughter's hair, but she flinched away. "You

not... My little

But we're supposed to be trying to

But at the same time, then, what were all these 'little rests' about? So, it was OK for her