A Willing Daughter-2

Part-2

It was on a Thursday that the inevitable event occurred. Linda left the house at 7 PM to go bowling with 'the girls'.

Bill and Carrie settled in for the night to watch TV in the living room. As usual, Bill sat on the rocker while his daughter sat on the couch. The incestuous mating game continued in the same manner as other nights, only on this night they both seemed to sense a tenseness between themselves. Their eyes seemed to find each other much more than normal and there was a nervousness that passed silently between them.

At a certain point she saw her father's eyes go to her legs. Her skirt had hiked up about six inches past her knees and she had purposely not tried to pull it back down. Now, seeing where his eyes wandered, Carrie gathered up all of her nerve and then with her heart seeming to be pounding through her chest, she purposely allowed her thighs to partially open.

Bill sucked in his breath as his daughter's soft inner thigh flesh was revealed and, as he looked, he was able to detect a flash of her white panties all the way up inside of her skirt at the top of her legs. His cock rose quickly within his pants. God, he thought, I wish that I could touch her.

His eyes vacated her thighs temporarily, intending to make sure that his daughter wasn't paying attention to his interest in her. When his eyes reached her face he was surprised to find Carrie looking intently into his face. She obviously had been watching him ogle her legs and she didn't try to cover herself or pull her skirt into a more 'lady-like' pose. As a matter of fact, he actually felt that her thighs parted slightly further as their faces and eyes searched each other.

Bill's hands were trembling as he saw that his daughter was looking at him and now, for the first time, he sensed a feeling of lust was lurking behind her eyes. Their eyes held onto each other's faces, neither of them knowing how to advance or even whether to chance it.

His cock was as hard as it had ever been and it suddenly jumped in his pants. Carrie saw this movement and Bill saw her eyes move down into his crotch. As his daughter's eyes bore into him his entire crotch area generated an outpouring of heat and he twitched again.

Knowing what was happening Carrie felt a shudder between her legs. Her heart was pounding heavily. Her eyes left his crotch and returned up to meet his. Again they both looked for a signal from the other.

Bill again let his eyes travel to the flesh of his daughter's inner thighs. She had made no attempt at dissuading his obvious gaze. His mouth was dry when he finally looked back up to his daughter’s face and spoke.

"What'd ya think?" was all that he said and then waited silently for a response. He didn't dare go out on a limb and say something that would cross the line, afraid that he might find that she had no idea what he was really talking about.

Carrie didn't know how she should respond. What was it that her father wanted her to say? She was sure that this was his way of testing, but being so beautiful sexy and juicy, she was confused. Her eyes held on his face.

Finally she brought her legs off of the couch and on to the floor, and she stood. With their eyes locked on each other she began walking toward her father. Bill had never felt so nervous in his life, even when he was a teenager. His eyes nervously rushed up and down his daughter's approaching body. And then she stood directly in front of the chair where he was sitting.

And she waited.

Looking up at her, he knew. She wanted this too.

He stood up. They were inches apart and facing each other. Bill's mind was racing. He knew what was about to happen was wrong but he couldn't help himself. Their eyes still held. Slowly he began to lower his head and as he did so he saw her lips trembling as she raised her face to await him.

With his lips next to hers he whispered, " I don't know. I...My god, Carrie...I...Do you know..."

As if to assure her father, Carrie moved her hands out onto his waist and said, "It's okay, daddy. ..I know...me too."

Unable to control himself any longer, Bill's mouth opened and joined with his daughter's, while his arms went around her back and drew her body in to meet his.

Carrie's legs were shaking. She moved her hands up her daddy's back and felt him push his body into hers. Then she felt his male hardness pressing tightly into her. Her mouth instinctively opened from the excitement and her father excitedly pushed his tongue into her mouth. A wave of pleasure passed through her and she crushed her hot open mouth harder onto his. Their tongues began working as if in a duel and their mouths were passionately sucking in the taste of each other.

Suddenly Bill tore his face from hers and he looked wildly into his daughter's lust-filled eyes. "Carrie...Are you sure?" he whispered.

Her head began nodding in very short, very rapid strokes. She couldn't speak.

Almost as if to test to see if she truly understood, Bill's right hand came around and gently touched her left breast and, when she didn't recoil, his hand grasped at the mound, which was still covered by her blouse. She gasped but made no effort to pull away as another thrill passed through her body. Slowly he brought his other hand around to cup her right breast. Carrie clasped her eyes shut and a strange whimper came from her throat.

Bill now held both of her breasts in his hands from outside of her thin blouse. His cock was expanded to its maximum. He had forgotten how exciting it was to touch juicy breasts. They seemed to fit perfectly within his gently grasp and had a wonderful resiliency to them and the heat they generated seemed to cause his palms to sweat. He began a soft squeezing and releasing exercise.

He bent his head and his hungry mouth began to kiss and tongue at the thrilling flesh of his daughter’s neck and ear. The youngster reacted with a foreign movement by pulling her head back while thrusting her neck and ear into his mouth offering herself for his pleasure. At the same time her hips involuntarily pushed into her father, feeling his hard manhood.

Carrie made no effort to fend off this attack, as she seemed to be overwhelmed with the thrilling pleasures that her father was causing with his hands and mouth. She felt his fingers releasing her breasts to begin exploring them. Her body was becoming more and more excited.

Soon, she could feel his hands trembling as her father began to open the buttons to her blouse. Her breathing increased. When it was unbuttoned he moved his hands nervously inside and finally he felt the wonderful tit-flesh of his delicious sweet juicy daughter. As his fingers began to tweak at her nipples she could no longer hold back her passion. She pulled her neck away from him and moved her open mouth back eagerly to his. As their open mouths crashed they started moaning and grinding against each other in the final act of a mating game.

Father and daughter were both on fire.

He pulled his mouth off hers. Looking into her eyes, he whispered, "Let's go upstairs, baby...Your room...Okay?"

Carrie knew that she had one last chance here to back out, but with her father squeezing her taut breasts with a firm gentleness as he looked into her eyes, she probably wanted this more than he did. Her head nodded rapidly in the affirmative and she saw the almost crazed smile on his face as he released her breasts and nudged her toward the stairs, where he following quickly behind her.

End of part-2