Caitlin wore only a large tee shirt. It barely covered her pussy. She walked down the narrow metal, spiral staircase. Partway down, it faced the airlock door. June had frugally installed an inner double pane glass door. Combined with the oak outer door, it formed a small vestibule that made the coach house more energy efficient.
Tom Crafton stood in this vestibule, preparing to ring the bell when he looked up. He saw his daughter descending the stairs. He also saw her shaved pussy with its prominent labia. From his vantage point, it seemed to glisten as if moist. With a herculean effort, he pulled his eyes away, only to have them recoil back. When Caitlin raised her hand to wave, the shirt rose even higher. Tom swallowed hard and adjusted his cock to a more comfortable position.
Caitlin saw where her father’s eyes were fixed. She glanced down and realized she was flashing her pussy at him. She made a halfhearted attempt to pull the shirt down. However, one hand held her glass of ice tea, she was not successful. She shrugged and continued down the stairs. She opened the inner door and affectionately threw her arms around her father’s neck.
Tom embraced his daughter. He tried to keep his hard cock from rubbing her belly. He felt her warmth through the thin tee shirt. Her breasts pressed into his lower chest. Horrified by his arousal, he placed his hands on her waist and pushed her away.
“You know, you should put on a robe or something before answering the door!”
“Oh, daddy! I’m sorry. I was on my way down when I saw you at the door. Besides, this is what I always wear around the house!”
“Uh…ok! What did you want to see me about?”
“What kind of grandfather are you?” Caitlin laughed, “You haven’t seen your granddaughter in a few days, and you didn’t even ask to see her!”
“Caitlin, I am so sorry! I just have a lot on my mind lately! Where is she?”
“Down for the night! Come on up, and we’ll peep in on her!”
Caitlin grasped her father’s free hand and led him up the stairs. She was slyly conscious that her bare ass would be at face level on the walk up the stairs. She could not wait to tell Carter and Anne she flashed her daddy.
Tom ogled his daughter’s succulent ass as he mounted the stairs. It was barely 6 inches from his face as Caitlin led him up the steep stairs. Her pussy was wet! He sniffed. He thought he could just make out her aroma. As he leaned forward, inhaling deeply, Caitlin intentionally missed a step. She fell back awkwardly, pushing her ass into his face!
Caitlin grinned wickedly as she feigned falling. She pretended to struggle, trying to stand up. In fact, she rubbed her pussy on his face. Her father’s hands reflexively grabbed her ass. She wiggled her ass a little more, rubbing his face in her juices.
Tom Crafton was horrified. His face was pressed into his daughter’s pussy. In her effort to regain her feet, she rubbed it across his face. Frantically he grabbed her behind and tried to push her away. He licked his lips, tasting her musky sweetness. She stumbled back again! His tongue touched her pussy. Her nectar was incredibly thick and sweet. The aroma and the spiked tea caused his head to spin. He tightened his grip on her ass and lustfully licked her aromatic orifice.
Caitlin leaned forward to give her father better access. She balanced herself by placing her hands on the stairs above. She groaned as his tongue probed her depths. She pushed back and wiggled again, coating his face in her flowing juices.
She was in control until he kissed her anus. She lost it when he forced his tongue, passed her outer ring anal ring. For several minutes, Caitlin’s father tongue fucked her ass. They were both lost in the salacious illicitness of their incestuous act.
Tom was never into oral sex. However, Allen and Johnnie made him lick their assholes. Tom’s cock grew rigid as it probed the depths of his daughter’s anus. It was a muskily fragrant fruit. He gripped her warm moist ass tightly. His head moved in small circles as he reamed her starfish. Then she came! Her pussy oozed her thick juices all over his chin and dress shirt.
He came with her, his seed pumping wetly into his underwear. As reason replaced lust in his mind, he recoiled back. He was horrified at what he just did. He licked and ate his daughter’s ass to orgasm.
He watched bug-eyed as she turned, smiling, and sat on the stairs just above him. Her dripping wet pussy was at eye level. Like a snake reacting to the flute of the charmer, he wove slightly. He leaned back against the railing to support himself. The room swam in front of him. How much of that damn spiked ice tea have I drunk?
He was dimly aware that Caitlin’s smiling face was getting lower as she moved down the stairs. He weakly tried to stop her when she unzipped his pants. He tried to grab her hand when she reached in his jockeys.
He watched as she pulled her cum covered hand from his shorts. Her fingers shone with the wetness of his jizz. She held her hand up between them. She twisted it back and forth, inspecting her prize. Then she licked her fingers, her tongue flicking out like a cat lapping a saucer of milk.
It was the most erotic thing he ever saw. His daughter was licking his cum from her hands. Tom’s cock grew rigid again. He obediently opened his mouth when she pressed her fingers against it. He sucked his juices from her finger.
Except for Tom’s heavy breathing and Caitlin’s soft cooing, they had not made a sound. Caitlin pulled his cock out. He made a feeble attempt to push her head away, to prevent this incest from going any further. He could only moan as she inhaled his cock and began to bob back and forth.
“Caitlin no! Please don’t…! Aww fuck! FUUUUCCCKKK!”
Tom gripped her head, pumping his cock in and out of his daughter’s mouth. She was an incredible cocksucker. The way her tongue caressed his cock rivaled anything Allen or Johnnie ever did. And that aroma! That incredible aroused female aroma! Lust quickly overcame guilt.
Caitlin felt the large vein under her father’s cock swell as his orgasm again approached. He was too excited to last long but there would be other times. She knew that! The first spurt filled her mouth. She swallowed, waiting for the next. Two more times her father squirted his seed into her mouth before he released her head and grabbed the railing.
“Oh my god! Oh my god! Caitlin, I’m so sorry! I don’t know what happened!”
Caitlin exaggerated wiping his cum from her mouth. She smiled innocently up at her father. She decided to intentionally misinterpret what he said.
“Don’t worry daddy! You’ll last longer next time!”
“No, no, no! That’s not what I meant!” Tom began backing down the stairs. “I’d better go!”
“By the way, daddy. The reason I asked you by was to tell you I’m divorcing Johnny.”
Tom Crafton was fumbling with his zipper, trying to close his pants. He looked up at his smiling daughter. He pussy gleamed. Dew-like drops covered her swollen labia. His spent cock twitched in his pants.
He hesitated. He imagined his cock buried in his daughter’s pussy. He fantasized about the lust he would see on her face as they fucked. He took a tentative step toward the stairs.