Wildcats Short Story One
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"Wow, did you catch the expression on Uncle Matt's face when he finally passed out?" Millie chuckled, on the way home with her mother after the sucking and fucking. "What a grin. Aunt Libby'll have to pry it off his face when she finds him like that."
"Believe me, if anybody knows how, it's your aunt. She's had plenty of practice. She's been making Matt miserable for years," Betsy noted. Then, with a sigh, she added, "But that's a marriage for you. I ought to know."
Millie was surprised. "Gee, Mom, you mean you and dad?"
"'S nothing in particular," Betsy sighed some more. "Just marriage in general. It gets to be so boring."
"Then you don't love daddy anymore?" Millie haltingly asked.
"Oh, sure I do," Betsy said. "Want nothing but the best for him. But I'm afraid it just isn't me, not after all these years. Fact is, we haven't fucked in months."
"But you're not gonna divorce daddy or anything like that, are you?" Millie asked nervously.
"Oh, never," Betsy said. "Just wish, though, that there was a way to get your father out of his rut so he could start enjoying life again." "Why doesn't he have an affair?" Millie logically suggested.
Betsy shook her head. "Your father would never cheat. He's too much of a family man for that. No, things'd have to pick up for him at home or not at all. Right under his nose, so it just happened to him without him having to plan anything in advance."
"Like, uh, for instance, what?" Millie warily asked, sensing that her mother was definitely leading up to something.
Betsy waited a long time before she finally answered, "I think you know, darling."
"God, Mom, you m-mean... you don't mean that, do you?" Millie choked.
"You tell me," prompted Betsy.
Now it was Millie's turn to wait a long time before answering, and she could hardly believe her own ears when she eventually muttered, "F-fuck him? Me fuck daddy?"
Betsy nodded. "Just something to think about, dear... if you really love your father as much as I know you do."
They didn't discuss it again, but Millie couldn't get the idea of actually fucking her own father out of her mind after it had been planted there. She guessed that was her mother's strategy.
"I mean, even if suppose I did come on to daddy," Millie told herself. "He'd never stand for it. With the others things were different. Even if they were all family, too, Jack, Gary, mom and Uncle Matt were as horny as me. But daddy's such a straight-arrow that he'd probably flip out."
She just had to forget the whole crazy idea, she warned herself. Except that doing so was difficult on this particular Saturday when she happened to be home alone with her father. And Millie was willing to bet that her mother had set it up this way, counting on temptation getting the best of her.
Now Millie suspiciously reviewed the events that had occurred earlier in the day. Supposedly her grandfather on their mother's side was feeling under the weather and her mother and brother had gone to see him, leaving Millie behind to do the housework, while her dad wound up behind the lawnmower. But now, a couple of hours later, Millie took a break from the laundry to slip upstairs and check out her growing suspicions about Gary and their mom with a phone call.
"Hi, Gramps," she said to her grandfather over the line. "How you doing?"
He said he'd never felt better. Then, in the course of a pleasant conversation, Millie found out he was getting ready to go fishing with his cronies. He never mentioned visitors and obviously nobody had dropped in on him today.
"So," Millie muttered when she hung up, "mom was lying about Gramps. She and Gary are probably in some motel fucking right now."
Well, she decided, she couldn't blame them for that. But she also couldn't help wondering if they had purposely left her by herself with her dad.
"Just forget it," she lectured herself. "Nothing can happen if you don't let it. Mom can't run your life."
Then Millie left the phone to return to the laundry. It was only when she started down the basement steps that she realized she didn't hear the lawnmower outside anymore. And then, stopping short, she saw that her father was fussing around the washing machine instead of doing the yard.
"Mmm, these are the best," Bud Underwood sighed. "Smells just like a young girl ought to."
Then he stuffed his teenage daughter's worn panties into his pocket and slipped out of the basement.
So, a stunned Millie realized, it wasn't just her brother who'd been taking her panties. And when she didn't hear her father start up the lawnmower again, she went back into the house and tip-toed toward her parents' bedroom.
At this point, all thoughts about her mother setting things up had ceased to matter to Millie. For the idea of someone turning on to her stolen panties was like a drug to her, irresistibly drawing her to the thief.
The bedroom door was ajar and Millie peeked inside. And her cunt was immediately as wet and hot as her father's exposed cock was hard and throbbing. This time she didn't hang back to simply eavesdrop, too horny to watch her panties trigger a hand-job when she knew she could do so much better in person.
"Don't say anything, Daddy," she boldly told her father, stepping into the room. "I'm just here, that's all. Talking won't change anything. What's meant to be is meant to be."
She sensually approached the bed, leaving a trail of her clothes behind. All that was left by the time she arrived were the panties she was wearing today.
"Here, Daddy," she purred, "I think you'll like these better."
Millie placed her father's hand between her legs where a damp stain was spreading. She made him rub her cunt through the damp fabric while she reached down and stroked his rigid prick.
"Would you like some sucking first, Daddy? "
Bud Underwood speechlessly nodded. Then he lay there without a muscle moving except his pulsing hard-on, while his all-but-naked daughter straddled him in the sixty-nine position. She took his cock in her mouth and sat down on her father's face, making him eat her cunt through her sopping panties.
Bud's tongue lapped her cunt and up the crack of her ass through the flimsy fabric. Millie climaxed, simultaneously deep-throating her father's long, thick cock to his hairy balls.
So, Millie thought, this was the cock that had shot the cum which had given her life. What did that cum taste like? she wondered. In order to find out she turned her mouth into a cunt, fucking her dad's big prick with it instead of giving him a routine blow-job. She clutched his balls, priming them.
As he'd been advised by his daughter, Bud Underwood had still not spoken. But now, down below, he groaned like an animal between her legs as she sucked his prick up above toward the bursting point.
When her father's hips began to buck, Millie reacted to the telltale signs, temporarily releasing enough of his cock to urge: "That's right, Daddy. Come! Come for me now. Come in my mouth with your big, juicy cock!"
Then she swooped back down on his straining hard-on, pumping his nuts in the process.
The final squeeze of the trigger, though, was when she shot the middle finger of her free hand up his tight asshole.
In response Bud Underwood howled. As his cock exploded in his daughter's throat, he bit at Millie's panties with his teeth and savagely ripped them away from her cunt.
What occurred next, though, was distinctly human. While Millie matched every spurt from his climaxing cock with a gulping swallow, Bud sank his tongue into her cunt and fucked her with it until she was coming in his mouth as much as he was coming in hers. Father and daughter ended up wallowing in one another's cum, what they didn't drink slobbering down their chins.
"Oh, Daddy... Daddy," Millie gurgled with happiness, "that's the sweetest jizz I ever tasted. I'm so proud that it's the cum that got me born."
Then she licked up what was left, as a few remaining drops dribbled from her father's sucked cock. After that she kissed his crotch all over, keeping his hard-on in rigid working order with her oral attention. And returning the favor, he ran his tongue all over the pulsating folds of her pussy, making sure her lower lips and clit remained swollen.
"Are you ready to fuck now as much as I am, Daddy?" Millie soon asked.
After feeling her father nod between her thighs in agreement, Millie broke up the completed sixty-nine and faced him again. He was still nodding, his eyes glazed as if he were in a trance. Millie decided she liked it that way because it gave her the chance to remain in charge.
"Just relax, Daddy, relax and enjoy it," she soothed. "Your not-so-little- girl will do all the work. Then, if you start feeling guilty later, you can always tell yourself that I practically raped you."
Then Millie was kneeling astride her father, looking down on him. His expression was blank. When she reached for his prick, though, it vibrantly twitched and throbbed in her grasp as she held it upright to line it up with her hovering pussy.
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