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Heather ran her hands lazily over the sun warmed skin of her bare breasts and abdomen. Arching her back and pointing her toes, she stretched with the languor of a very contented feline. She sat up and reached for the skimpy, tangerine bikini top and slipped the halter neck over her head. Reaching behind her back, she fastened it in place before rising gracefully to her feet.
She crossed the patio to the sliding glass door that led into the walk in basement. Four pairs of very appreciative male eyes turned their attention from the baseball game on the large screen TV mounted on the wall to Heather's scantily clad breasts as she entered the house. She smiled brightly at her dad and his golf buddies.
"Hi, Daddy," she purred stopping by his chair and leaning down to kiss his cheek.
"No kiss for your Uncle Tom?" her dad's younger brother asked with a grin.
Heather laughed as she turned and leaned down to kiss her uncle's cheek. His hands closed over her waist and he turned his head to meet her lips with his. She heard her dad's low laugh as she pressed her hands against her uncle's shoulders. Straightening away from him, she laughed and shook her head as she glanced warily at the other two men.
"It's ok, baby," her dad said standing up and pulling her back against him. "Barry and Dan know you're Daddy's girl."
He ran his hands up over the soft skin of her flat stomach to cup her firm, young breasts. Heather laid her head back against his chest as he fondled her. He bent his head to caress the soft skin on her neck with his lips. She sighed as her father's hands moved to the the knot between her breasts that held the top of her bikini together. He untied it and the cups fell open exposing the pert mounds with their upturned pink tips.
Heather closed her eyes and moaned as her dad rolled her hard nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. He squeezed her firm breasts then let his hands glide down over her ribs to follow the curve of her waist. His arms slid around her and he ground the hard bulge in his pants against her soft ass as he slipped one hand down the front of her bikini bottom.
His friends sat forward in their chairs and watched avidly as Mack cupped his daughter's pussy using his middle finger to rub her clit. With his free hand he undid the bow at her hip, untying the string that held the triangles of fabric together. The bottom of her bikini slipped to the floor and he slid his fingers back and forth through the slick, wet folds between his daughter's legs.
Mack sat down on the wide, red leather arm chair using his knees to hold Heather's legs spread wide, exposing his fifteen year old daughter's smooth, clean shaven pussy to the lascivious gaze of the other three men. He plunged two fingers into her and began to thrust slowly in and out. Heather rocked against her father's hand. Her hands cupped and fondled her tits as she squirmed on her dad's lap, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
"You've got to watch this," her uncle said as he unzipped his trousers and freed his quickly rising cock.
Barry and Dan followed suit and sat stroking themselves while watching Mack nuzzle his daughter's neck as he finger fucked her. He worked a third finger into her pussy and Heather began to whimper and coo as Mack increased his tempo. He thrust into her harder and faster, his fingers slightly curled to caress the velvety upper wall of her vagina, the fleshy mound at the base of his thumb rocking against her clit.
"Mmmmm Daddy," Heather moaned, lifting her hips to take her father's fingers deeper. "I'm gonna cum."
Her body tensed as Mack rammed his fingers into her convulsing cunt faster. "That's it, baby. Do it. Cum for Daddy."
She bucked her hips wildly against his hand, her fingers gripping the arms of the chair tightly. Pushing her head back against Mack's chest, Heather arched her back and drove her cunt onto her dad's hand. Her audience hooted as they watched her pussy spasm on Mack's thrusting fingers.
He slipped a fourth fingered in and continued thrusting into her wetly sucking vagina as she rode the crest of her orgasm, not letting her come down all the way before her body began to build toward another, more powerful climax. He shoved half his hand into his daughter's tight cunt, his thumb pressed against her swollen clit. Heather's head thrashed back and forth against her father's broad chest, her breathing ragged.
"Come on, baby girl," he murmured against her damp hair. "You know what Daddy wants."
He pressed his free hand against her lower abdomen just above her pubic bone. Heather grew rigid as she strained toward the next peak of the intense orgasm that continued to rock her petite, young body. Mack could feel the hard bundle of nerves in the upper wall of his daughter's drenched pussy beneath his fingertips and he stroked it firmly.
Heather lifted her ass off his lap and cried out as her cunt clenched on Mack's fingers and a clear, viscous liquid spurted onto his palm. He continued to fuck his hand into his daughter as she moaned and squirted again. His brother dropped to his knees and Mack pulled his fingers out of Heather's still quivering snatch to smear her cum onto her belly.
"Fuck, man," Barry groaned as he watched Tom bury his face against his niece's pussy to lap up the juices still flowing from between her swollen lips. "Does the kid always cum like that?"
"Not every time," Mack said kissing the top of her head as she laid against him limply, "but Daddy knows how to get her there."
He pushed a hand under Heather's body to free his straining cock from the confines of his jeans. Tom lifted his glistening face from between his niece's legs to grin at his brother. He ran his hands over Heather's silky thighs, spreading her legs farther apart.
"What do say we make her airtight?"
A slow grin spread across Mack's face as he nodded. Tom lifted Heather and held her against his body as Mack striped his out of his jeans and boxers. When his brother had settled back in the chair, Tom lowered Heather onto her dad's lap again.
Mack plunged his fingers into her drenched pussy to scoop up some of her fluids. Circling the puckered rosebud of her anus, he spread her wetness over that opening. Heather moaned softly as she gyrated her hips. Mack slowly pushed the tip of one slippery finger through the tight ring and started working it in and out.
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