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."

spot. The car jolting on the dirt road felt almost like foreplay to Molly -- the little rumble that presaged the rather big one

pulled the SUV to the side of the road and switched off 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

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

taken hold and their need had overridden everything else. She'd never seen a real penis before then. Certainly had never touched one, sucked one, had one in her dripping, wanting snatch. Then her Daddy's dick had filled her for the first time, and it felt like nothing Molly had ever imagined. She'd frigged herself plenty, sure. But this? She'd felt complete -- all the more exciting because before then she hadn't even realized something was missing. Now she felt empty without him, like

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 shirt. Her Daddy wasn't

her Daddy her sodden patch of blonde pubic hair. Look Dad, no panties!

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

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

James shouted, "Baby,

passenger seat like she'd

He reached over to stroke his daughter's hair, but she flinched away. "You know I

please," Molly said, "It's not... My little

you, too. But we're supposed to be trying to get better,

her father dubiously. Yes, of course they were. But at the same time, then, what were all these 'little rests' about? So, it was OK for her to suck her