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Robert saw how the stranger's eyes could not decide whether to fixate on his daughter Lacey's 18 year old little butt or her pointy B-cup titties. Lacey had just emerged from the house into the Saturday afternoon sunshine, preparing to go for a short jog. She had painted-on white thin running shorts and a soft pink cotton t-shirt that was a couple of years old, not hiding the bumps of her nipples. As Lacey arched her back brushing out her long dangling blonde hair, the guy who'd come to buy Robert's car was caught in mid-sentence, finding himself devouring the sight of the gorgeous thin teenager a few feet away.

Lacey's father repressed a grin, humored by his slutty daughter's constant ability to turn men into jello merely by walking into a room (or, in this case, walking outside). Robert pretended not to notice so as not to embarrass whateverhisnameis, John Somethingorother. Robert casually turned his back towards his daughter so he could plausibly deny knowing what had k**napped the other guy's attention, instead slowly lowering the hood of the Miata back into place.

The blonde teen scanned the neighborhood, not seeing anyone she knew well, and picked up her iPod in the bright light to select the first song for the jog. As she looked over, her stud father was busy with some stranger at Lacey's old car. The stranger was, like most men, trying not to be obvious staring at her sleek tanned thighs and perky chest. Lacey shrugged off his attention, she could get it from much better looking men. The guy looked in his late 20s or early 30s, and he wasn't much of a catch -- wearing baggy worn jean shorts, messy t-shirt covering a beer belly, and unkempt sideburns that maybe looked good a few weeks ago.

"Daddy I'm off for a bit," she needlessly informed her father before planting the earphones on her head and heading down the driveway.

The car buyer had to force himself to look away from the gorgeous high school senior, and pretend he didn't see anything. Wiping that male grin off of his face he looked back at the girl's father to address the topic that brought him out to the suburbs today. He bent over the driver's door to peer at the dashboard, inspecting it for no reason other than to stop looking at the girl jogging away.

The fat guy's feigned indifference to Lacey was obvious to Robert. As usual, Robert's first reaction was to feel complete superiority. Look at my daughter, she's mine, isn't she unbelievably sexy? Plus, the truth that other men would never have guessed -- that Robert had been fucking his daughter multiple times a week since around her 18th birthday a few weeks earlier. Robert also knew as true what the stranger could only fantasize: Lacey was an experienced cocksucking slut. She loved to fuck, especially older men, and Robert had not only heard details but even seen a video as proof. Watching the DVD of an adult male cock split Lacey's shaved bald pink pussylips was around the most exciting thing Robert ever did.

But he'd never seen her fucking in person, and to his knowledge Lacey had never fucked a complete stranger.

And, with that thought, suddenly the terms of the car deal changed.

"Tell you what," Robert offered, slapping his hand on the burly stranger's shoulder, "I'll sweeten the deal for you. Gimme seven fifty, and come back tomorrow afternoon so today I can get it detailed and get those new tires you want."

The 220-pound delivery truck driver stood up with hands on his hips, contemplating how the offer suddenly got so sweet. "Seven fifty, plus tires? Sure, man, you got a deal. Sure."

Robert smiled. "Can you be here at like, say, 1 o'clock tomorrow? I have shit to do in the morning."

The guy rubbed his chin, but he wasn't going to miss this opportunity. "Yeah, 1 o'clock, I'll be here. My wife will be back from church so she can watch the k**s, I'll come out again."

The father of the gorgeous blonde cheerfully shook the hand of the stranger. "I think you'll love it immensely." Unknown to the car buyer, Robert wasn't talking about the car.

* * * *

Lacey was lounging on the leather sofa watching late Sunday morning cartoons, a pointlessly mindless exercise for a high school cheerleader but having gotten home at 3 am from a college party she wasn't in the mood for anything active. Her head hurt just a little from the beer she'd consumed the night before, although she'd been in much worse shape before.

"Here," her father called out from behind her, and an instant later some soft clothing landed on her head. She shrieked a mild protest and grabbed the garments. Robert had thrown at her a skimpy black thong with high-arching strings, plus a sequined, short silver halter-top that showed off lots of her belly. "I have a request for you today."

"Ok, what Daddy?" She turned around and smiled at her father, finding him dressed in jeans and knit shirt as he always wore on weekends when heading into the office.

He strolled over to her, standing behind the sofa and bending down to kiss her forehead. "Will you do something for me today?"

"What?" Her grin betrayed knowledge that it would be something sexual.

Robert pointed at the clothing. "Put that on -- don't wear anything else -- don't touch yourself or do anything to yourself, I'll be home at like 4 to 5 pm and I want to find you still wearing it, with the crotch damp as fuck." He knew that the outfit would turn her on, she loved walking around the house in just thongs and a tight shirt that teased her sensitive nipples. Normally in an outfit like that, she'd be masturbating or sucking her father's cock in about a half hour. A whole day in the outfit would be sexual torture, and leave her in a state of a****l lust.

She realized what her Daddy had in mind, and she giggled in protest. "God, Dad, I don't know if I can do that."

"Oh you can." Robert kissed her turned-up little nose on its tiny tip. "But I want you so fucking wet when I get home, you'll want me to fuck you nonstop until morning."

The blonde teenager reached out to grab her father's shoulders so he couldn't pull away yet. "Mmm, Daddy!" Pulling him down she planted her lips on his, and her tongue invaded her father's mouth, warmly received by his tongue and lips. Daddy and daughter sucked face a few moments until he pushed away.

"Gotta get stuff done today," he lied to her, "I have a ton to do, see you later this afternoon."

"Mmm, bye Daddy!" She waived and blew him a kiss.

Before he left the room, he turned to confirm their deal. "You promise, wear that when I get home and don't do yourself today, okay?"

She nodded, thinking it wouldn't be that difficult because she planned to sleep most of the day.

* * * *

Lacey couldn't believe it was the fucking doorbell. She peeled open her eyes and checked the clock. It was early afternoon, just past 1. Her limbs were still balled up on the sofa, and her sleepy head felt like it was filled with cobwebs. Just go away, she thought to herself. But the doorbell chimes continued incessantly every few seconds, followed by some strong knocking. Fuck, she had to get up.

As she stood on the floor, she pulled the thong up tight into her ass crack so that both straps arched over her thin but curvy hips. Her nipples were hard inside the shiny silver halter top, and the bumps were only the more evident as she pulled the shirt as far down her flat belly as it would go. The outfit would have given a corpse a stiffy, and she knew it, but with the doorbell erupting loudly every few seconds she didn't think she had time go put on something more appropriate.

Moments later she hid her body behind the front door and cracked it open, peering outside into the bright Sunday afternoon light. She saw the figure of the man from yesterday. He was standing there in the same baggy, messy jean shorts but a different oversized shirt. Peeking just her head around the corner of the door, she waited for her eyes to adjust to the burning summertime light. "Yeah?"

The guy tried not to look surprised to see her, but he sounded disarmed nonetheless. "Um, is your dad here, I came to get the car."

"Oh, fuck yeah." She remembered her father going out yesterday afternoon to get the old Miata all fixed up for something, and she figured it was part of trying to sell it. She really didn't care anymore; Daddy was getting her the convertible M3, she didn't need the ancient and pathetic Miata anymore.

But Lacey didn't have any further information for the guy, so the two just stared at each other with the door separating them. He assumed she would invite him in or say "I'll get my dad" or something, but the thin-faced, tanned young blonde was just staring back at him. Fidgeting in place, he broke the awkward silence, "Um, is your dad here? You have the keys?"

Lacey shook her head. "No, he's not -- he's at the office. Um -- the keys?"

It occurred to her Daddy must have forgotten about this. Well, fuck, now she has to deal with this loser. She knew where Daddy usually kept the car keys, and she figured it would be easy enough just to give the keys to the guy to get rid of him. "Yeah, okay," she relented, opening the door so he could wait in the house. She was already strutting into the kitchen, realizing he would get an eyeful of her almost-naked ass in the barely-there black thong. Lacey didn't have to turn around to be 100% sure the guy was gazing at her butt.

The teen went into the kitchen but found the keys missing from their usual place. Shit, this wasn't good. She hunted around the countertop, then on the kitchen table, then all around the kitchen. Sixty seconds of looking turned up nothing.

Pushing her long, somewhat straggly hair out of her face, she went back to the foyer to reveal the news to the car buyer. He had shut the door and was trying to look uninterested as she walked up, but his eyes immediately gazed at her sexy chest in the tight top. Her nipples poked through the thin fabric; the sequined outfit tickled her titties, always making her nipples hard. Having an older man stare at her tits was nothing new, yet regardless of how uninterested she was in the guy, it was still a turn-on. Below, her thong clung tightly to her shaved pussy, covering it from sight but showing off the contours of her parallel pussylips.

"I couldn't find them," she pouted to the guy, "but maybe they're in his office, wait here."

She crossed the foyer to go into her father's study, realizing that her strutting around was putting quite a show on for the stranger. It reaffirmed her sexuality and once again made her feel special and unique, like she had an innate power most girls would kill to have. Toying with men, as her daddy had been teaching her recently, was both a weapon and a way of life.

Entering her father's messy and dim office, she spotted the keys lying on the floor next to his chair. She walked over, bending at the waist and lowering herself by bending her knees too. Her little uncovered ass stuck out towards the door of the room, the thong's thin strap digging deep into her buttcrack. As her fingers wrapped around the keys, Lacey heard a grunt from behind her. As she stood up, she realized the guy had come to look too, and now had gotten a solid look at her almost-naked butt as she bent over.

"Here they are," she said softly, holding them up.

He wasn't thinking about the car. "You're, uh, you're -- you're really beautiful," he muttered under his breath, as if he was scared to admit the obvious.

Lacey figured he was married, because he was acting like an idiot. Staring is one thing, but trying a pick-up line like that was really dorky. "Aww, aren't you the sweetest?" she giggled and grinned, cocking her head to one side. Manners are manners. His eyes were again on her tits, the tight top stretched around her round perky orbs showing their shape and her nipples inside.

But her lustful teenage body worked on automatic levels too. Her eyes could not resist checking out his jeans, and as baggy as they were, with his loose t-shirt hanging over them, she could still see the makings of a substantial bulge in the pants.

And with the ticklish shirt on her hard nipples, the tight thong on her crotch, and an older male stranger with a bulging crotch riveted at the sight of her body, Lacey felt her clit begin to ache.

"So, uh, here you go," she purred sweetly, stepping forward to hand the keys over to the bulky stranger. His hand reached out but his eyes were not looking at the exchange, so he missed her hand at first, drawing a slight chuckle from the younger female.

With his gaze entrenched on her breasts, John stupidly muttered, "Well, I guess I, uh, should be going, I'm sure you were busy or something."

She immediately thought to herself that she should agree with the guy. He wasn't physically the kind of guy she'd hang out with, and Daddy wanted her to be as horny as possible when he got home later that afternoon, so keeping him around wasn't going to help on that front. Lacey knew herself that if she was stuck in the house wearing a tight top and thong with an adult male adoring her body, she was going to end up naked with him, and Daddy would be pissed. Lacey smiled to buy a couple of seconds while she thought in her head how to sweetly show the guy to the front door. But the first words out of her mouth came from another part of her body. "It's okay," her voice purred with a low, playful tone, "I wasn't doing anything today, you didn't interrupt anything."

He nodded in ascent, clearly hoping for that answer. But instead of leaping at the opportunity with this young woman, he remained reserved, almost pacified. "You, uh -- your Dad gonna be home soon?"

The 18 year old shook her head lightly, glad that the truthful answer was also a good one. "Naw, he said he's gone until dinner time, at least."

Standing two feet in front of him, arching her back to push her teenage boobs in his direction, her well-ingrained instincts blossomed and she flowered into the coquette she could not repress. She saw his eyes looking straight at her chest, and it made her look down at herself. The two soft round boobs stretched out the little top, and the knobs of her nipples were perfectly evident little shadows on the crests of those hills. With a higher-pitched, more squeaky voice, she told her little fib, "You know, I really hate this top, it's so scratchy." She put a hand up to one of her B-cup breasts and pretended to rub the fabric over the soft round mound, as if she was relieving an itch inside. The long-curly-haired blonde's eyes turned up to his face, observing his reaction. She detected him gasping a bit, his eyes getting larger at the sight of her fingers stretching around her teenage tit. Adding fuel to the fire, she quietly muttered the thought, "Maybe I should just go to my room to change into something more comfortable."

His cock was now throbbing at full strength, which Lacey proved with a quick glance to his shorts. The stiff tent poking out of his crotch looked like he was carrying a steel tube in there. She grinned at the power she had over grown men, able to do something as little as scratch an itch and make them turn into putty in front of her.

"If you want to," the taller, hulky stranger groaned at her idea of changing.

Lacey pulled out all her tricks. She flung her hair back over her shoulder with a flick of the neck, then used a hand to stretch through her hair and show him how long and soft it was, letting is fall back around her shoulder. With her legs crossing at the ankles, making her leg muscles more taut and look more sexy, she grinned into his eyes like she knew what he was thinking. That all-knowing, school-girl stare that she knew he would take as a sign of approval. "Sooo," the vixen purred, "you wanna help me pick out something to wear?"

It didn't take much more than his incredulous chuckle to answer affirmatively, although it was followed by a loud gulp. "Um -- yeah, if you want."

"Well," she explained, reaching out to take his hand in hers, "that way you can choose something you think I look good in."

Lacey kept grinning, stepped forward to leave her father's study, dropping his hand from hers just as she passed her hip immediately next to the stranger (who's name she had forgotten, if she had ever heard it in the first place). She didn't touch him but came close enough that her aroused feminine scent filled his nostrils. She looked back over her shoulder, finding him staring down at her virtually naked butt in the skimpy string black thong. "Come on," she encouraged, slowly leading him to her bedroom. Her pussy was dripping inside the thong; being alone with a complete stranger was a phenomenal turn-on, something she'd fantasized about but never really had experienced, at least not with someone so completely unknown to her. Her thong seemed to get four times tighter, from the liquids leaking out of her vagina soiling the material.

Moving slowly, deliberately swaying her hips, she led the stranger down the hall and up to her bedroom. Her room was immaculate, because she was hardly ever in it; every night for at least the last couple of months, she'd either slept next to her father or not at home at all. She did her homework downstairs now too, usually nude or nearly-nude. Her bedroom windows' blinds were closed, letting just bright strands of summertime afternoon sunshine spill into the room, brightening it a bit. Leaving the windows closed she flicked on a switch and strode to her dresser, turning to watch her new friend. The stranger was still apprehensive, partaking passively as if he was not sure if this was a trick. But the soft smile on his face belied his addiction to the situation, the guilty look of a married man in the bedroom of a voraciously sexy teenager.

As he slowed to a stop in her doorway, Lacey stood in front of him near her bed, waiting to see if he'd enter her room. He wasn't moving, just watching, so she forced herself to smile broadly and contemplated her next move. She was having fun, playing with him like this, and she knew the inevitable conclusion that her body wanted.

"I guess I should just get rid of this," she moaned, putting her hands on her waist to grab the bottom edges of her sequined silver top and pulling it up over her head in a fluid motion. He was a stone statue as his eyes stared at her naked breasts with little pink circles and rock-hard nipples, pointing right at him. Lacey threw the shirt down then looked at her admirer, and his reaction was exactly what she expected. Total devotion to her body, which was completely naked except for her damp tiny thong barely covering her cunt.

The married fat man's reaction was instinctive. "Fuck," he groaned, his eyes glued to her nude teenage figure.

Lacey smirked in satisfaction at the devotion he was displaying. She loved how adult men melted at her sexuality; it was the ultimate power even an 18 year old could have, over men two or three times her age, infinitely more experienced and worldly (not that any of that applied to this guy), but they submitted to her merely because she had a gorgeous body and was not afraid to show it.

The teen slowly spun, showing off her ass again, as she crawled into her bed and turned to sit on it, facing him. He was still not moving, staring from her doorway. Leaning back now, pushing her tits forward, Lacey slipped her thumbs under the straps of her thong and pushed it down. She stretched flat on her bed, knees together, and peeled the thong down to her knees, then she sat upright again and pushed the thong to her little ankles. Removing the clothing, she tossed it overboard and leaned halfway back to spread her thighs open. Her wet, aching cunt was staring the stranger in the face.

The room was dead silent, except for his heavy breathing. Her shrill, teenage voice punctured it a moment later. "Know what?"

His eyes did not move from her nude, shaved pussy, and his tongue was licking saliva starting to drool out of his open mouth. "Um, no, what?"

The teenage slut giggled. "Now that I showed you mine, you have to show me yours."

The stranger didn't say a word as he stepped forward into the girl's bedroom, and into a fantasy come true.

* * * *

Robert tapped his pencil anxiously, hoping that would encourage his colleague to talk after and complete the useless phone call. Looking at the clock on his desk in his office, he realized he was going to be later than he'd planned. He had hoped to leave his office building right before 1 pm, and since it only took 15 minutes to get home on a Sunday afternoon (sans rush hour traffic), he would be able to get home shortly after John was scheduled to arrive. But now he had gotten tied up on this bullshit call after having exchanged emails with a couple of the other guys at work, discussing next week's presentation, and his departure time was forcibly rescheduled.

It was 1:15 before Robert could plausibly excuse himself from the call. His computer was already off before hanging up. In a rush to get home, Robert didn't even bother to turn off his lights or say goodbye to the married hottie Tamara in the office next to his. His cock was stiff in his pants as he jumped into his sedan and threw it into Reverse, squealing almost as he exited the parking lot. Although his heart was racing to find out if his little experiment worked, he rationalized that going home later actually was a good idea. If John never showed or if he just left right away, he wasn't missing anything. But if Lacey was true to her slutiness and got it on with him, then they had plenty of time to get sex started by the time Robert would get home.

The perverted father's heart smiled when he spied his old Miata in the driveway; John hadn't taken it yet, so he either wasn't home or was still inside the house. So as not to interrupt anything inside, Robert stealthily parked on the street down the block and hustled home under the protective shade of tall trees and overgrown bushes. He slipped into the backyard and then the back door.

Pausing in the kitchen, he listened. At first he only heard his heartbeat, a thumping from anticipation of what his daughter might be doing, but also from having walked briskly. The house seemed quiet and unoccupied. But then, there it was, from upstairs. Lacey's strained voice, throaty but energetic: "UHHH FUCK YESSS!"

The father kicked his shoes off and strode for the steps. He didn't allow the stairs to creak, making his way towards the upstairs hallway but pausing a few steps short of the upper floor. There was a thumping sound and heaving panting. It was coming not from the master bedroom, which pretty much had seen all of the sexual action lately, but from Lacey's room on the other side of the floor.

Robert grinned wickedly, pleasured that his plan worked and that Lacey was every bit the slut he thought she was.

Creeping to the frame of her bedroom doorway, hiding behind the door frame, he peered around to gaze at Lacey's bed. And there they were -- his naked daughter fucking the naked car buyer. Lacey was straddling him riding him cowgirl-style, leaning forward with both her hands on his shoulders. They were turned mostly rearward to the door, so Robert saw his daughter's naked ass humping up and down over John's impressive erection, her thin frail 110-pound tanned body a contrast to his 220-pound, mostly pale hulk.

And there was the aroused dick of another male, penetrating his sexy daughter's shaved pink pussylips. It was the sexiest thing Robert had ever seen!

Not giving them a chance to discover him on their own, Robert jumped into the room with a pre-planned speech. He almost ran for the chair at Lacey's desk, moving so fluidly and quietly that neither naked person on the bed -- both staring into each other's eyes as they fucked -- really noticed him until he spoke up. "I see you like more than just my CAR," the father chuckled as he swiveled Lacey's chair so he could sit facing the bed.

The reaction on the bed was twofold. Lacey lifted her head and turned to look over her naked shoulder at the sound of her father, at first a huge smile on her face. But John freaked out. His thick hands grabbed the teenager around her little waist, pulling her off of his cock and tossing her onto her hip while he moved to sit upright and cover his fat, dripping dick with one hand.

The look of total fear in John's eyes made Robert's next laugh erupt from his belly. "Oh, don't worry!" exclaimed the proud papa, his eyes on his daughter's naked body. "I know she's a fucking slut, I mean, why do I think I let her meet you wearing a thong?"

"Daddy!" his teenage daughter shrieked, not so much in disagreement as surprise.

The naked male on the bed was in shock, not even breathing, staring at the girl's father smiling a few feet away. John didn't say anything yet, a complete deer in the headlights.

Robert waived away his concerns. "It's ok, pal, I mean you can stop fucking her, or you can keep going, I don't care -- mind if I watch?"

The stranger's voice was shaken. "Jesus," was all he said at first.

Lacey laughed at the realization her daddy set this up today. "God, Daddy, you're so weird!" The idea that her father wanted her to fuck this guy, who turned out to have a very acceptable thick, 8 inch prick, was yet another reason she loved her daddy more than anyone could. Robert always loved hearing Lacey's stories after she would come home from her fuckdates, but actually setting her up to watch her get laid was a proof of love akin to any of her wild fantasies.

Robert pointed at John while he smiled at Lacey. "C'mon honey, don't let me stop you, you looked like you were having fun!"

Lacey winked at him and stuck her tongue out a bit so she could pretend to bite it. Flicking her hair again and pushing her shoulder up, she casually agreed, "Fuck yeah we were!" Then she turned to smile at John, who still hadn't moved. Lacey stretched her hand out and put it on his naked knee, squeezing it, as she tried to break him of his trance. "Are you having fun, baby?"

The stranger was darting his eyes between Lacey and her father, expecting something to interrupt this surreal visit to Hell. "Fun?"

"Looked like he was having fun," Robert snickered.

"I think he was, Daddy!" Lacey turned onto her knees, showing her little naked butt to her father, as she crawled towards John's torso. "C'mon honey, I thought you liked me?" The idea of her father watching her fuck was an incredible arousal for the teenager, just as much as this stud's big penis was. She put her hands on his naked shoulders and pushed the beer-bellied stud onto his back on her bed, climbing over him to kiss him. Robert watched his daughter smother the stranger's face with hers, her long golden curly hair falling around their heads, her little thin ass sliding on top of his body and her sleek tanned legs stretching along his pale fat thighs.

The kiss was noisy, with Lacey intentionally moaning as she stuck her tongue into the guy's mouth. It was their first kiss of the day. John was playing the passive victim at first, as if the father would believe he wasn't responsible for any of this. Being naked in front of another man, not just the father of the naked girl on him, was reason enough to run out of the room and forget all about the fucking used car transaction. But Lacey was one fucking good kisser, and she smelled amazingly sexy, and her naked body was just too fucking awesome to ignore.

John's hands reached up and cupped Lacey's soft flat little buttcheeks, and Robert smiled. The fat guy was going to keep fucking his daughter.

Lacey continued to passionately stuff her tongue into the man's mouth as her ass gyrated on top of his pelvis, rubbing her wet pussylips along his hairy erection. Robert didn't mind seeing another man naked; he wasn't gay, but he was aroused at seeing another man hard with his sexy daughter. If Lacey hadn't been there, Robert had no purpose for seeing another man's cuntstuffer. Lacey's moist vagina and hot kisses were giving John plenty of reason to return to a state of total arousal, his thick penis fully swollen within a few seconds.

Robert watched as Lacey reached back under herself, grabbing the man's hard dick and pointing it right at the hole to her cunt. The father's cock was now twitching in his own pants watching his girl fuck. "Fuck me," Robert heard Lacey groan into the guy's mouth, just as John's cock hit her entrance and she sat back on it. His daughter squealed again, sucking the guy's erection into her vagina a few inches. They were fucking. John slipped his hands from her asscheeks to her hips, pushing her down hard, stretching her still-tight lips. Breaking their kiss she sat more upright, although still leaning over him, her hands on the bedspread as she began humping the man's cock. "Oh, fuck me baby!" squealed the teenager again, her tight cunt working the long thick shaft deeper into her tube. Robert watched his cock glisten with liquids as her pussylips slid up and down the shaft, bit by bit, until when she rocked all the way back his hairy scrotum pressed up against her little tushy.

The sight was incredible. "Fuck him, baby," Robert encouraged his daughter.

The 18 year old was humping away, her thin body bouncing up and down in the air, sliding her delicious bald pussy up and down the thick probing cock stuck up her cunt. She was breathing hard down on her partner, who silently stared up at her eyes then down at her tits. Seeing him admiring her breasts again, Lacey grabbed one of his wrists and drew his hand up to her boob. The man cupped the soft sack hanging over him, then his fingers and thumb began teasing and pinching her hardened pink nipple. "Oh fuck yes!" roared the girl in approval as he pinched the nipple tightly.

Robert loved this. He grabbed the armrests of Lacey's chair and slid it closer to the bed, so he could prop his feet on the top edge of the mattress and feel it bouncing as he daughter fucked the guy. As he got closer he also could smell the sex better, the odor of the naked husky male and his angry cock, combined with the sweet aroma of his horny daughter.

Lacey's face was turned to the ceiling as John stopped pinching her tit but lifted his face to suck one. "Oh fuck, fuck me baby!" she whined at the contact of his lips to her nipple.

Her ass was moving faster on his dick, pumping along the entire shaft from just the tip down to his balls. Her gushing vagina was coating the cock in slimy, bubbly cream, and Robert could hear the squishy sounds of sex as the lubricated tool was drilling into his daughter's juicy twat. The sight of that drenched penis plunged into Lacey's teen pussy forced Robert to put a hand on his pants, rubbing his own aching dick inside. He'd gotten off so many times hearing Lacey talk about how she got fucked, but this was a billion times better actually seeing a guy do it to her in person.

The daughter looked back at her father over her naked thin shoulder, to see how her father was reacting. The rapture in his eyes and his hand rubbing an erection in his pants told Lacey that Robert was very, very approving. "Oh fuck!" she moaned for effect, "he's so deep in me Daddy!"

As she said that, John's hands grabbed her waist and, with his face raised to suck her tit, he slammed her with superior force onto his body as he simultaneously thrust up his hips to her little body. The slam caused her buttocks to ripple from the impact, and the girl grunted out her breath. "Oww!" she bellowed at the feeling of his cock going extra-deep in her. Lacey winced at the harder fuck, and it told her that John wanted to show off for her father -- show Robert how well he could take care of Robert's little girl.

So Lacey egged him on. "Oh fuck me so hard you stud -- you turn me on so much!"

The stranger under her was hammering up into her pussy with increasing fervor. He let go of her tit with his mouth so he could lay back flat and use all of his energy to stuff his dick into the girl's pussy, as rapidly as possible. Her eyes were rolling in half-closed eyelids, her jaw trembling to breath. Knowing her father was behind her watching her get fucked was additive to the wondrous feeling of the male cock sliding up her cunthole, and Lacey was nearing her first orgasm even so quickly. To hasten its delicious arrival, Lacey shot one of her hands to her crotch and stiffed two fingertips against her clitoris. With the stud's flabby body banging up into hers, pressing her fingers tighter against her clitty, Lacey screamed with excitement as her body exploded. Fire poured out of her clit shattering her muscles, and her breath exhaled in a loud, extended, "Uhhhhhhh!" Her orgasm shook her little body intensely, forcing her to put her hands on the man's hairy chest under her so she wouldn't fall over.

The warm cum-down from the climax put a grin on her face. "Ah fuck!" the teenager giggled, turning to look at her father watching intently behind her. "Daddy I cummed so good!"

Robert grinned, his hand slowly massaging his erection in his pants. "It looked it, honey."

Watching her father touch himself through his clothing drew Lacey's eyes, and she instantly wanted to watch more. So keeping John's cock planted deep in her pussy, she went Around the World on him -- spinning her body 180 degrees, ending up with her back facing the guy fucking her, her father getting an eyeful of the man's cock shoved into her young bald vagina. Lacey smiled, seeing that her dad's eyes stared directly at John's cock entering the daughter's pussy, and Lacey put her hands behind herself to lean backwards and spread her legs open more.

"He's fucking me so good, Daddy!" needlessly cried the girl.

John seemed content to keep his head back on the bedspread, staring down his body at Lacey's sexy ass wiggling on his pelvis, as the blonde humped her body up and down riding the man's dick. With her hands flat on the bedspread behind her and her feet buried into the bedspread at her sides, she had leverage to do most of the work fucking the thick cock, making her thin tanned body slide up and down the shaft. Her father licked his drooling lips watching his daughter getting stuffed by the fat erection, as a pool of liquids started to drip down his balls and make a wet mess on the pink bedspread under his ass.

Lacey's wish became true, as if her father could read her mind. He unzipped his pants and pushed them down with his underwear, fisting his aching dick that streamed clear precum from the eye. Lacey groaned at the sight of how hard her father was, knowing he was so turned on from watching her fuck another man.

Oblivious to the appearance of Robert's dick because Lacey's nude body blocked his view, John's hands slid up Lacey's torso to cup her supple breasts. The man's strong hands with hairy knuckles clutched the girl's boobs and squeezed them both, then pinched both of her nipples between his fingertips, drawing another deep groan from the girl. Her thin pelvis was rapidly pumping in circles over him, sliding up and down his stiff peter, leaving a milky slime dripping down to his balls.

"Ahh, ahh, ohh, fuck!" the girl cried, her head falling back and her long curly golden hair cascading into John's face behind her. Arching her back more, she pushed her tits into his strong hands groping her twin mounds. "Oh, fuck, oh, so fucking good!"

Her father stared at her naked body riding the guy's swollen erection, seeing how her pink pussylips were stretched wide to the side to accommodate the thick girth of the penetrating cock. "How'd that cock feel up there?" he barked to his slutty daughter, his eyes not breaking away from the sight of the fucking.

Her squeal was her first answer. "Awww, ohhh fuck Daddy, he's sooo big, it's sooo good!"

Robert's eyes, glued to the fucking, were barely even blinking. "Fuck her doggy-style," the father moaned not to his daughter but to the stud with his prick up her cunt. After several moments passed of Lacey continuing to hump the guy backwards, Robert repeated his request. "Let me see you fuck her doggy, dude."

Those strong hands on his daughter's tits moved down to her hips, pushing her off. Lacey wailed as the penis popped out of her stretched-open vagina. John sat up, getting his first sight of Robert's cock in Robert's hand. The naked truck driver didn't flinch, too intent on fucking the young filly. Lacey and he moved in unison, Lacey crawling onto her knees and elbows so that the side of her body was facing her daddy, while John rose to his knees and crawled behind the girl's naked ass.

The man's enormous penis, drooling with juices from the fucking, looked so huge compared to Lacey's skinny hips and flat little buttocks. Her bronze-tan skin, barely sporting any tan lines from the multiple string thongs she'd wear, glowed compared to the pale redness of the adult's penis. The stranger's powerful hands reached for those thin hips and held the girl in place, and he moved forward to touch his erection to her asscheeks. Lacey looked at her daddy stroking himself then back at John over her shoulder, her elbows and hands flat on the bedspread so her ass was up high. "Uh, fuck me, baby!" the girl moaned.

John licked his lips and pushed his dick into Lacey's pussy, and the re-entrance of the cock where it belonged made them both shudder in delight. She sunk back towards him and he pushed forward, and his willy was again entirely stuffed inside her wet, tight tube, this time with his hairy balls brushing her knobby little clitty.

The sex was powerful. Each thrust forward made a little slapping noise, her ass and thighs rippling from the impact, her breath knocked from her lungs each time. John didn't talk, he just looked down at her little body and tiny butt as he cock probed the vaginal hole under it. Lacey's head was dropped to the bedspread, or she's look off to the side towards her father but with mostly-closed eyes, trying to breath with the huge dick impaled inside her body. She'd clench her eyes and get a pained grimace on her face time to time, as his long fat dick seemed to be rearranging the innards of her body. "Uh, ohh, uhhh," she would moan time to time, sucking in more air as her body was pumped full of male meat.

Robert by now had stripped totally nude, both of his heels on the edge of Lacey's unused bed but spread far apart, as he laid as flat as possible on Lacey's little chair. The father's dick pointed at the ceiling with a full swollen helmet, and his fist stroked the shaft in slow rhythm as his eyes gazed on his daughter getting pounded from behind like a cheap hooker.

The daddy sneered to her, thinking to himself, what would he want if he was John right now? "Baby, be a good girl, tell him if you like his dick or not."

Lacey coughed first to get the words out. "Oh fuck yeah, oh yeah, oh I love your cock baby, it's so big, fuck me with it, harder!" It did indeed draw a smile from John.

The father laughed from another thought. "Lacey, do you even know his name?"

John snorted, and Lacey had to smile. She looked at her father with a girlish smile, a you-got-me-smile, the grin of a total slut. Instead of acting coy, she just fessed up. "I don't care, Daddy, I just wanna fuck him!"

Both adult men giggled, and Robert followed up with one last question. "So you don't care some guy is fucking you and he doesn't know your name?"

Lacey's grin was toothy. "Fuck no, Daddy!"

John's body kept pumping away at Lacey, thrusting his dick back and forth, inserted deep into Lacey's bent-over body then pulled back out until it was inserted again. Robert watched the humping a few seconds more then groaned, "John, I didn't introduce you to my daughter Lacey, she's a total slut."

The truck driver snorted again, and his smiled broadly. "Nice to make your acquaintance, Lacey honey," he chuckled as he thrust his erection harder into the girl's sloppy wet vagina.

Lacey's reaction was sudden and guttural. "Fuck me, John, harder!"

The stud pulled out all of a sudden, and when Lacey looked back at him to complain, he already was moving Lacey onto her back. The girl willingly let herself be laid flat on the bedsheets and let him push her knees up high, spreading open her vagina. Robert watched the naked man crawl over his daughter, his slightly-flabby masculine physique so much larger than her slender, tanned 18 year old frame. The man pushed Robert's daughter's knees back and rubbed his engorged penis against Lacey's silky wet pussylips, and with a thrust inserted it into the girl again.

"Ugh!" screamed the delighted teenager, reaching down with both hands to clutch his ass and pull him deeper into her.

John's eyes rolled now, feeling how deep he could get into the teenager being on top of her. "Oh fuck that's tight," he winced at the feeling, pushing into her slowly so that his entire shaft was buried inside her body.

All three naked people in the bedroom sensed John's orgasm was near. Lacey's little hands wrapped around the man's huge buttocks as they pumped over her; she had to lean up, raising her shoulders off the bedspread, to get hold of his ass better and pull his cock deeper into her cunthole. "Fuck me!" the girl whined, "fuck me harder! Cum in me!" He was leaning forward with both hands on her headboard, leaning at an angle and ramming her little body with all of his fatness. His breathing was loud, grunting, sucking in air as he pummeled the 18 year old blonde and shoved his aching cock as deep into her twat as he could, to the point of almost inserting his balls if it were possible.

Robert's daughter was in ecstasy. "Ah jesus fuck me!"

"Here I cum!" responded John, hardly breathing now.

"Yes you fucker!" Lacey moaned in delight.

The stranger ejaculated in the girl. He rammed his cock deep into the twat as the manly fluid squirted out, pumping into the tube leading to her womb. Lacey knew a man's orgasm -- she'd had plenty of practice -- and she milked it by pulling his cock deeper into her, while trying to use her pussy-muscles to add to the sensations. "Cum in me baby! Cum in me!"

Robert stopped masturbating, watching contentedly as the man filled his daughter's vagina with cum. His orgasm lasted quite a few blasts, finally dissipating into a series of little dribbles with his still-rigid erection inside the girl's vagina. Then with a deep breath, and sweat pouring down his temples and chest, John pulled out of the girl, leaving Lacey's cunt a slimy mess.

Catching her breath too, Lacey pivoted on her butt to swing her legs over the edge of her bed, so that her used vagina was facing her father. "Look at me Daddy," she moaned proudly, "I have all his cum in me." Lacey made sure her father stared approvingly, then she reached her hand out to John's hard, spent dick nearby. "Let me suck it clean," the slut purred, and John dutifully leaned forward to slide his penis into her mouth. She had sucked him a little already that day, before she started fucking him, but this time his cock was all wet with his sperm and her pussyjuice. The girl looked up to his eyes as her tongue flicked out and she licked off the tasty juices from the hard shaft and swollen cockhead, then she put the head into her mouth and sucked in a few inches to suck it clean.

Her father wasn't sure which he liked better, the sight of her sucking a wet cock or her dripping cum-filled pussy. Leaning forward in his chair, sitting upright, Robert smelled the mess in his daughter's twat, and watched the pink slit oozing out fluids onto her soft thighs and little tan butt.

John giggled at the father admiring his daughter's cum-filled pussy. "Man that's a tight twat," John chuckled with bravado, sounding like he thought he was more of a man than the father. He looked down at Lacey, who was still sucking his penis dry. "Too bad your old man isn't allowed to enjoy that tight cunt of yours."

The old man assumed it was a challenge, and assumed John knew otherwise. But seeing Lacey's drenched-wet used pussy was more than enough reason to show the guy was wrong. "You think?" Robert snickered, standing up and kicking the chair away, "watch this, buddy!"

The father stood at the edge of Lacey's bed, the girl's ass at the edge and her legs hanging around the sides of her father's legs. Robert leaned forward and while Lacey was still sucking John's dick, Robert rubbed the head of his cock at her cunt.

John's eyes grew wide. "No you ain't!" he laughed at Robert's intentions.

Robert put his hand to his daughter's chest, and pushed her onto her back on her bed. She willingly laid back, smiling at her daddy, pulling back her knees. "Oh yes I will," sneered the father.

As Robert's daddy-cock slipped into the wet slit of his daughter's vagina, both father and princess groaned at the renewed feeling of their i****tuous fucking. Lacey reached out with both hands to her father's torso, moaning, "Fuck me, Daddy!"

"Fuck!" exclaimed John, sitting back on his heels as he watched Robert's penis disappear into Lacey's cunt. "You guys ain't related," was all he could say to rationalize what he was watching, a man even older than him fucking the girl he just fucked.

Lacey giggled, but Robert frowned at John's disbelief. The father had both hands on the bedspread under Lacey's armpits, and Lacey's legs were bent up so her knees were touching her father's wrists. Robert had shoved his entire prick into Lacey and, instead of pumping in and out, he was grinding his pelvis into her, keeping it buried inside her, as she was gyrating her body in circles under him.

"Daddy, fuck me!" screamed the girl again as her hands clutched the bedsheets, holding herself down to undulate her pelvis.

"If you don't believe she's my daughter," Robert protested to the other naked man on the bed, "look in the top drawer, there's a photo album of me and Lacey since she was a baby, of her growing up with me!"

The other man found this too bizarre to be true. Robert hadn't expected it, but John climbed off the bed and -- totally naked, his long cock bouncing as he walked -- stumbled over to the bedroom's dresser. He pulled it open and found, as promised, a thick album of photographs. John took it out, laid it on top of the dresser, and flipped randomly through it. He was shocked to find pictures of this man and this girl from early ages, like when she was maybe 2, up through her teenage years -- graduation, vacations, family stuff like that.

"Fucking holy shit," muttered the stunned visitor.

He turned back to the bed, just as Robert's passion was erupting. Having stroked himself watching Lacey fuck John had been too much of a turn-on, so after just a couple of minutes of fucking Lacey he was ready to cum. Lacey knew it, she grabbed her knees and pulled her legs way back for her father. "Cum in me, Daddy!" she cried. "Cum in me like he did!"

The father grunted, looked up to the ceiling, and spewed. Robert had tried to hold back, but it was too much; her sloppy-wet pussy, filled with John's sperm, felt too soft and warm, it was one of the most comforting feelings he'd ever had. His daughter's permission that he could fuck her pussy after another man filled it proved to Robert that Lacey wanted her dad to be a part of her slutty lifestyle; Robert loved her so much for it. His penis, slightly smaller than John's, still packed quite the orgasm. Daddy squirted wave after wave of hot semen into his daughter's vagina, the daddy-cum mixing with John's strange-man's-cum inside the teenager's warm tubes.

"Oh fuck that's hot," John grunted as Robert's orgasm subsided, finding himself aroused not only watching another man fuck the girl, but the girl's own father.

Robert pulled out and climbed onto Lacey's bed, pulling her up with him, until both were lying on their sides on the bed but with Lacey's back turned to her daddy. As she pushed her naked ass back, dripping with sweat and juice and cum, her daddy's wet dick slid between her little asscheeks like it was a parking spot. Lacey grinned and shoved her ass back more, while Robert's arm reached around her and cupped her breast. John crawled back onto the bed, his cock still mostly hard, indicating that he wanted another round with the girl.

Lacey saw it, and reached out for his penis. John crawled over to her, spreading his knees as wide as he could to lower his cock to the girl's face. Lacey leaned up on one elbow, propping her mouth just high enough to take John's dick inside. Robert leaned to the side to watch his daughter's lips close on the fat head of John's dick, suckling it into her mouth lovingly, making a moaning noise. Robert pushed his daughter's hair out of her face, so John could see her sucking his prick. Lacey closed her eyes, enjoying the taste of the stranger's erection back in her mouth, feeling her father's erection pressed against her butt cheeks.

Robert slipped one hand into Lacey's long, thick hair, his fingers grasping the back of her skull and his palm pressed against her head. He felt her head bob on John's dick; he left his hand there, passively sensing Lacey's blowjob from the slight motions of her head and jaw.

"Suck it, baby," the man kneeling on the bed groaned to the blonde teen.

Lacey looked up at him and smiled, then glanced at her father out of the corner of her eye. Robert was grinning too. "Suck his big fat dick, honey," the father ordered, and his hand on the girl's head pushed her head forward. Instead of just feeling her suck, his hand was now encouraging her, making her bob back and forth. Lacey opened her jaw a bit more, taking a bit more cock into her mouth. John sensed this and spread his knees even farther, lowering his dick down to the girl, his hairy, sweaty balls dangling from the fat base. Daddy eased her mouth forward then pulled it back, then down again. "That's it, Lacey," the father groaned approvingly, "suck it deep, suck that cock, make him so hard in your mouth."

The girl made a light choking noise, as the peckerhead touched the back of her throat. Daddy let her pull back and get her breath and swallow, then he pushed her down for more. Her mouth made loud, sucking noises, the sounds of a very wet throat taking a big cock. She held her breath as the head of John's stiff penis touched her throat again, right at the hole. Daddy's hand pulled her back, however, and his penis withdrew until she was just sucking the soft round bulbous head. "Suck it, you cumslut," her loving father moaned again, pushing her head forward once more. Lacey held her breath and this time the cock touched her throat but stayed there. Daddy's hand applied more pressure, and John pushed his ass forward, and John's erection now slid into Lacey's throat and neck. Her head made gagging reflexes for a moment but Robert kept pushing her head forward, so she took more dick into her neck until John's messy balls were against her chin.

The guy with his cock in the teenager's throat groaned at how tight it was, while the father stared approvingly at his daughter swallowing a penis. "That's it, baby," Robert admired lovingly, "that's it, slut, suck that man's fat cock."

John found himself playing along with the father's game. "She sure is a slut," the fat stranger giggled before realizing what he said to a girl's father.

But the father responded only with a nod, then the quiet moan, "She sure is, a good cocksucking -- cock-swallowing -- slut." Robert's face was now so close to Lacey's his breath landed on her cheeks; she felt his presence while she swallowed John's dick. "Suck him good, princess," the father moaned to his daughter again, this time leaning up to kiss her temple. She smiled at her father's love and relaxed her throat, taking the cock so far down it, her lungs ready to burst. At last her father pulled her head back, the cock popped out of her throat, and Lacey cleared her mouth to take a deep breath.

Robert pulled her head off of the man's penis so she could lick it clean of her slimy, clear throat mucus. He loved the sight and sounds of his daughter giving a sloppy blowjob to a married man who just fucked her, it was insanely sexy. Lacey grinned as her face was pulled away by daddy from John's thick wet cock, and she opened her lips to stick out her tongue to lick it instead. Daddy grabbed her hair and kept her lips away from the dick, allowing her just to lick the shaft and slide her tongue in a circle around the cockhead. She giggled a little at the restrictions on her motions. But John leaned forward and stuck the cockhead back inside her mouth, stretching her cheek out and letting her suck on the sloppy drool on his penis.

Daddy leaned into her ear when his daughter's mouth was full of cock. "I think you like his big cock, don't you honey?"

Lacey could only nod greedily.

Resting his hand on top of his daughter's naked hip in front of himself, Robert smiled up at the visitor stretching out his daughter's mouth. "You wanna fuck this slut's throat some more, or do you wanna go at her cunt again?"

"Ooh man," thought the stranger out loud of his options, "I dunno, maybe her tight pussy again."

"Yeah," seconded the girl's father, "it feels fucking nice full of cum, so easy to fuck, nice and gooey."

Robert already knew what he wanted to do; he wanted to feel his daughter get laid. So Robert swung around his legs, to lean back against Lacey's headboard with his shoulders, propped up by one of her fluffy pillows trimmed in lace. The father pulled his daughter's body along so she was sitting on her ass on her bed, right between her dad's spread thighs, and as she lowered her back her dad's erection pressed against her spine. Robert hooked his arms under her armpits, sliding her up his body a bit more, so he could place his hands on her breasts or against her thin hips.

Lacey instinctively pulled back her knees as she smiled at John's big cock, and John was already moving to crawl between her legs. Robert reached his hands up to grab his daughter's knees, pulling them way back and completely exposing her wet vagina to the stranger. A moment later John's fat hairy belly loomed over the 18 year old's naked tanned body, and he was rubbing his fat dick on the girl's cuntlips while the girl began moaning in desperation to fuck again. She reached her hands up to clasp her fingers around his neck and broad shoulders, whining, "Fuck me, fuck me!" like a young slut dying for more cock.

"Fuck her brains out," Robert grunted in agreement with his daughter.

Three pairs of eyes watched John's enormous dick slide against Lacey's vagina, finding its hole, and his body convulsed forward to shove his dick inside. Lacey screamed, "YES!" and dug her fingernails into his shoulders as he began fucking her once more. Robert let go over her knees and put his hands on his daughter's flat abdomen, pressing his fingers in, feeling what he thought was the thrust of something inside her body. Whether that was real or imagined he couldn't tell, but he definitely thought he was feeling that hard dick inside his daughter.

The father groaned again, this time with more fervor, "C'mon dude, fuck her, fuck the slut!"

"Yes!" squealed the high-pinched voice of the girl, "fuck me, fuck me!"

Robert kissed the side of his daughter's face while she started getting split open by John's throbbing penis. The fat stranger pushed forward to fill the inside of her cunt, then he pulled down until just the head was left in. She squirmed and wiggled her little ass against his motions, feeling her father's own hard penis pressing at her back underneath her. Her dad held her naked body in his arms as he felt his lovely babygirl getting another deep fucking from the horny married stud. John reached forward with both hands to grab the headboard, so that he didn't lean down into Lacey's father's face, but he could tower above the girl he was fucking and watch her slender nude body shaking while he pounded his cock into it. Her titties jiggled on her chest, their hard nipples pointing up at him, as he slammed his weight into her faster and deeper.

"Fuck me!" the girl cried again.

Robert definitely thought he felt the cock plowing inside her body, as he pressed fingertips into the base of her abdomen right above her pussy. Sandwiching her body between his cock and John's belly applied a pressure on her that made Lacey squeal even louder. John's sweaty, smelly hulk beat on the daughter's body effortlessly, her cunt was so wet that his dick drove in and out violently but almost without resistance, plunging as deep as it could reach. Lacey panted and cried, holding onto John's hulk as it smashed into her time after time, while under her, the father was staring at the cock entering his daughter's gyrating thin body. Robert slid his hands to her tits, cupping them, holding them firmly as John was fucking Lacey's drenched sloppy vagina.

The father's daddy-cock was growing extremely hard again, feeling his daughter's sweaty naked body sliding over it as she was getting fucked. He instantly realized he really wanted to feel John's dick inside her, and there was a perfect way to do it. Putting his hands under Lacey's sweaty, silky armpits, he slid his daughter up his body -- John had to move too -- so that her ass was above his cock.

John got the idea, he pulled out for a moment.

If Lacey didn't realize what her father planned, it was irrelevant, both men were making it happen. Daddy slid down flatter on her bed, and John lifted her half-his-weight body up for a moment until her father's erection was pointed right at her anus. Daddy's hands reached around Lacey's body to grab her sexy b-cup titties again, and with a little squirm Lacey got the head of her daddy's penis right at her tight but wet anus, dripping with juices from the fucking.

"Fuck my ass Daddy!" screamed the slut.

Her father pulled her body down, and his dick suddenly plunged into the tight, puckered asshole of the teenager. No lubrication was needed, there was plenty of juice flowing from her pussy that had saturated her asscheeks and butthole. She cried out and lay back on her father, with four manly hands holding her body, guiding her down her dad's dick. She rocked her ass impulsively, as if trying to push the cock out, but managed to work it in deeper a few inches. The thickness of the male intruder inside her butt made Lacey squirm and wail energetically.

Then, moments later, she was double-penetrated for the first time in her life. John took his place between her thighs, and he inserted his erection back inside her vagina. It seemed tighter, as the dick squeezed into the cunt, pushing against her father's cock through a thin membrane of flesh inside her body. Robert's eyes almost popped out, when the pressure from the other male's penis entering his daughter began to grow along his own shaft. Fuck, that's another cock inside my daughter, the dad realized, suddenly having one of the hottest moments of his life. He felt his own dick swell in lust, knowing that his little girl was taking dick up both cock and ass.

Lacey was still reaching up to hold John around his neck and thick shoulders, while the man was reaching out to her headboard to hold himself up. Underneath the both of them, Robert squirmed to impale his erection as far into Lacey's ass as it would go. As John began pumping Lacey's cunt, Robert left his dick deep inside her ass and could feel the motion of John's cockhead sliding in and out of her vagina. "Fuck her, fuck her!" the father groaned at the other man fucking his daughter, "fuck her, fuck the dumb slut!"

The thin blonde slut screamed for her father as much as for herself, in total agreement with his assessment. "I'm such a slut, fuck me harder!" Sandwiched between the naked bodies of these two men, Lacey realized how sexy and desirable she was. Her own father wanted to fuck her; this strange man, married, wanted to break his marital vows to fuck her. The men had two fat, hot-burning pricks being shoved into her body, and the fact she could satisfy them together, at the same time, made her even more full of her sexual powers.

She felt her father's kiss at the nape of her neck, under her. "I love you, baby," her daddy groaned in her ear.

The blonde was gasping for air, feeling her body being ravaged, but she forced out a response. "Fuck, Daddy, I'm so hot, fuck me, both of you!"

Not needing her encouragement, both men drove their hard pricks into the writhing, screaming girl sandwiched between them. Lacey felt her small body squished between the sweaty, naked bodies of the two horny adult males, and it made her feel slutty and alive. Her legs hung limply to her sides and her small frame rocked from the pounding she was receiving on her pelvis. Her father was squirming under her but kept the full length of his penis inside her butt, while John was pumping furiously back and forth, making his bigger erection screw her pussy over and over. She felt liquids splattering on her tummy and ass and her cuntlips and butt felt like they were being ripped open. She couldn't believe how sexy it felt to have TWO massive dicks fucking her at the same time.

"I'm fucking cumming!" Lacey's head fell back onto her father's chest, and he planted a kiss on her temple again just as her body spasmed with a climax. The stretching of her pussy, John's hairy pubes tickling her clitoris, the thick presence of her daddy's dick in her tight asshole all sent her over the edge in a one long-lasting, screaming orgasm. She felt hands groping her tits, clutching and squeezing them, but she had no idea who was doing that. Her jaw flopped open as her head fell farther back and she screamed for mercy and gasped for air, as her vagina exploded with tingling electricity and her entire body tenses and climaxed with the debilitating orgasm.

As her cum subsided, someone grabbed her head, maybe it was her daddy, and her face was hoisted to John's face above hers. A moment later John had his tongue inside the 18 year old blonde's mouth, shoving it into the back, forcing the girl to suck his probing tongue, while the man's penis drilled as deep into her cunt as it could reach. Daddy's hands gripped her head more to keep her mouth planted against John's, and Daddy felt his cock twitch harder inside her tight ass watching his daughter make out with a complete stranger who was fucking her nonstop.

"How's that teen pussy feel, John buddy?" her daddy grunted to the man fucking his daughter.

John snorted back, his mouth getting dry from all the work fucking the slut. "It's so fucking wet," he laughed, his cock making noises as it probed the blonde's dripping snatch, "it ain't so tight like before."

The girl's father groaned at the thought. "Dude, then you should be in her butt, it's so tight." Daddy kissed his princess's ear, followed by the mumbling into it, "Honey, tell this nice man how much you want his cock in your butt."

"Fuck!" shrieked the girl, who needed to draw more air to be able to say anything intelligible. After enduring a few more thrusts from John's cock, Lacey grunted in acceptance of her father's wishes, "Baby, fuck my ass, stick it in my ass."

The married stranger pulled out of her vagina, his thick erection coated in juices. Lacey forced herself to look down at her pussy -- lifting her head was difficult, her neck was sore -- and she saw her hole was gaping, drooling out juices. Her father's hands pushed her upright, then both men lifted her off of Robert's body and off of her father's erection. Daddy had John plant Lacey on her knees, right between Robert's legs, so the girl leaned forward into her father's arms. Daddy softly kissed her forehead again and brushed back the sweaty hair from her face as John mounted her behind her little ass.

Lacey looked back at the rotund hairy stud about to penetrate her butt. The man gazed dow