Chapter 8

One day Penny stayed home from school. She felt bored and restless and horny. She was annoyed at her brothers. They were both acting silly lately and their lovemaking no longer excited her. She was ready for the big league, an older man, but she didn't know how to go about meeting one.

She spent the morning in her room, waiting for her mother to go out. Before she left, Judy entered the room and gazed at her daughter.

"I'm going now," Judy said. "Are you sure you're sick? You look okay."

"My throat's sore."

Judy continued staring as she clutched her car keys. "Well, okay, but eat something. You'll feel better."

"Don't be such a professional mother." Judy grimaced.

"So long. Starve for all I care."

When she heard her mother's car drive off, the teenager sprang up from the bed. She went to the window, looked out and saw her father in the yard.

"What are you doing home?" she yelled out.

"I'm going in late today," Bob replied. "They owe me some time."

"I think I'll come down and eat something," she said. "Have you had lunch?"

Bob gazed up at the sexy teenager. "Yeah. I'm enjoying the sun."

"I'll come down there," the girl said eagerly.

"Feeling better, honey?" Bob said a few minutes later after his daughter had joined him in the yard.

She grinned. "I'm not sick."

"I didn't think so. Fooled your mother, though, didn't you?"

She crinkled her nose. "Oh, Dad, you know how it is."

He reached over and pinched her cheek. "Oh, Dad, I sure do," he mimicked.

It was quiet in the yard. The neighborhood children were all in school. An occasional dog barked, but outside of that intrusion the Rider yard seemed far away from the cares of the world.

"Is Maggie home?" Penny said, gazing over at her grandmother's house.

"No, she's at her sister's for the day."

"Good," Penny said firmly.

Bob smiled. "What's the matter? Your grandmother giving you a hard time?"

"Sometimes I feel like I've got two mothers, Daddy. I love Maggie, but she can be a drag."

She moved her glider closer to her father's and toyed with the grass. He rolled onto his side facing her and nodded.

She was wearing a tight T-shirt and cut-offs. He marveled at how grown up she'd become. She had big tits like Judy's and an ass that could make a man's balls ache.

"Those cut-offs sure don't leave anything to the imagination," he said after a while.

"All the girls wear them tight."

"Is it true you buy them two sizes too small?"

She giggled. "Three."

He whistled softly. "You're a very pretty girl, honey. You shouldn't tease men too much. They might get ideas you're not ready for yet."

She gazed at him meaningfully and her heart skipped a beat. "Do you really think I'm pretty?

"Don't fish for compliments."

He glanced at her tits. They wobbled slightly when she sat up. She looked down at them and smiled approvingly.

"I'll bet you're thinking I don't have a bra on."

"As a matter of fact--"

"Oh, Daddy, they're only boobs."

"As long as you don't go out like that."

"But none of my friends wear a bra."

"Have your friends got boobs like yours?" He nodded toward her tits.

She covered her face with her hands. "You're embarrassing me."

"Bullshit. You don't get embarrassed."

Giggling, she flopped onto her back and let her legs fall open. "I can't fool you. You know me so well."

"You're my only daughter, honey, and no man will ever know you the way I do."

A warm liquidy feeling gripped her. "I know it," she said softly. "And you'll always be my main man."

"Oh?" he said, his eyes returning to her boobs.

She sat up and planted her feet far apart so he could get a good look at her crotch. "You know what I mean." She glanced around. "I think I'll go in now."

Bob sprang up and put his arm around her shoulder. "I'll go in too."

Her heart pounded as they went into the kitchen. His arm still around her, she turned to him and kissed his cheek.

"Still hungry?" he said in a strangely husky voice.

"Not really," she said.

They faced each other like two animals stalking each other. She was the first to blink. "You can kiss me if you want to," she murmured. "I'd like to make it with you, if you want. I don't care what people would say. I've wanted to do it with you as long as I can remember."

"Jesus!" he muttered, wrapping his arms around her and drawing her closer.

She didn't remember going upstairs to her room, but the next thing she knew they were there. They sat down on the bed and he took her hand and kissed the palm.

He thought of Pam and Maggie and Judy. He decided that since he'd already fucked all the women in his life with the exception of his daughter, he might as well go all the way.

"I want to fuck you, honey," he said.

"I know you do, Daddy."

She trembled all over as he kissed her. "You're not a virgin, are you?"

"Not for years," she exaggerated.

"Good, baby, I wouldn't want to take your cherry," he said, his hands all over her.

She was filled with a mixture of fear and anticipation. How exciting to fuck her own father! All her experience had been with her brothers and a few boys she dated. But they were all so young and silly. So different from her handsome father.

"Do you like sex?" he said.

"I love it."

"Is your little cunny nice and tight?"

"I think so."

He stroked her thighs and tits. "Do all the boys tell you you're a good fuck?"

"Yes, they do."

"I'm a grown man, honey. You'll find it's different balling with an older man."

"I'm looking forward to it," she said, voice quavering and heart pounding.

"It'll be our secret, little girl."

His face nuzzled her still covered tits. She barely breathed. "Yes, Daddy, yes."

"If anyone found out they wouldn't understand."

She didn't understand why he was talking so much. Her brothers hardly talked at all when they fucked her. They were always in such a hurry.

Now he french kissed her for the first time. His tongue was an unexpected prize in her mouth and she sucked on it hungrily.

He guided her onto her back and stroked the tender warm mound between her legs. "Oh, baby, you're so sweet," he said, his tongue darting over her lips and teeth and into her mouth.

"You're making me so hot," she sighed breathlessly.

Then her cut-offs were off and he was fingering her cunt. A jolt of fear shot through her. What if someone finds out? she thought. But he seemed to sense her fear and responded by fingering her clit.