d when my foot kicked a shoe-box on the floor just underneath. I grabbed the box and set it on the bed, a smile crept across my face. I opened it, my eyes going wide, my heart finding a quicker beat. There was a copy of Hustler magazine staring up at me. I lifted it and saw the address label. It was Tim’s, he obviously didn’t bother to do a change-of-address when he left. It was a current issue. But I quickly tossed the magazine aside when I saw what was underneath.

It was black and long and thick with exaggerated veins running up to the mushroom head. I reached in and picked up the massive dong. It was rubber and at least 10 inches long. I could only just get my fingers around it. My breath left me as the thought of my sister pushing this monster between her legs flashed across my mind. Next to it in the box was a half rolled up tube of k-y jelly. It seemed this wasn’t just for show. 

I stared at the beast as my fingers slowly moved over its latex surface. I couldn’t get the image of my sister lying back in bed, pushing this rubber cock into her cunt. Slowly I brought it to my lips and let them slide over the head. I couldn’t taste her, only latex. I blushed as I set the schlong down on the bed. 

There were two other cocks at the bottom of the box. These were hard plastic vibrators though. The blue one was about six inches and narrow with an adjustable dial on the end. I picked it up and turned the dial, felling it come to life in my hand with an orgasmic humming that made my cock push against my jeans. Again I pushed the cock to my lips hoping to find her scent there, nothing. I set it next to the black horse-cock on the bed and held up the third toy peter. This was small, only about four inches and slender. It was pink, and though small, jumped like lightning in my hand. No taste there either. 

A blue velvet bag contained her stash and a glass blown pipe in the shape of a cock. I was starting to see a pattern here. I never imagined my sister was so sexual. She had always been sexy, and had no trouble getting boyfriends, but I figured her as pretty straight laced when it came to sex. We had become close when she went off to college. Four years younger than her, I had always been the pest that she avoided at all costs. But when she came back for breaks we started to spend a lot of time together. She would tell me about college life and the guys she saw, but never about this. I could only guess that it was because Tim had been gone for six months now, and as far as I know she had been to busy with Calvin to date anyone. At twenty-two she was a sexy but frustrated single mom.

Then the key fell out of the velvet bag. I recognized it right off because I gave it to her. It opened a wooden chest that I built for her when I was in highschool. I went to the closet and searched around until I found the chest under a pile of clothes in the back. I pulled it forward and slid the key in, popping the latch. My mouth went dry as I made out the contents. A digital cam corder sat on top of several VHS tapes. She bought a computer last year, and I could only guess what she was doing with the camera. But I wouldn’t have to guess about the tapes. They were all labeled with a white sticker on the side that simply had a date. All the addresses were over a year old. I picked up September 24, 1999, Kelly’s 18th birthday. I slid it into the VCR on her dresser and sat back on the bed, my cock aching behind my jeans.

The screen lit up and there was my sister, just as I remember her at eighteen, except she was wearing a blindfold and standing in a living room I didn’t recognize. A man’s voice was wishing her a happy birthday and asked if she was ready for her present. I recognized the girl who came on screen immediately. It was my sister’s best friend, Andi. Her black hair was cut short and she was naked except for the butterfly tattoo just below her naval. I pulled my cock free and caressed the sensitive skin in my palm. 

Andi stepped behind my sister, kissing her neck while her hands slid up Kelly’s stomach to her breasts, cupping and squeezing them through her t-shirt. She lifted the shirt up resting it above Kelly’s firm tits, then moved around her to suck her taught nipples. Kelly moaned and giggled as her friend pushed her back on the sofa, pealed her jeans off, and buried her face between her thighs. Andi lapped hungrily at my sister’s cunt until Kelly shook and yelled with orgasm. I slid my jeans, shirt and shoes off and pulled the covers back on my sister’s bed. I lay flat on my stomach, eyes glued to the screen, humping my hard prick against the soft sheets. 

Kelly lay in a heap, her naked chest rising and falling with rapid breathes, her legs draped over her friend’s shoulders. Andi stopped her from pulling off the blindfold, so Kelly could not see the two men who had entered the room. I knew one of them, Tyson, Kelly had introduced me to him at a college party she brought me to when I was 17. He was a football player, muscular, athletic. His black skin made an erotic contrast against Kelly’s as he stepped up on to the couch and let his semi-hard cock brush against her cheek. The other guy did the same and Kelly squealed with delight as she reached blindly for the cocks. She guided each one to her mouth stroking them as she turned from one to the other. As I fucked my cock against the bed sheets I could almost feel my sister beneath me.

Another man appeared naked in front of the camera. He took up a position behind Andi and slid his cock deep into her cunt. The camera was being placed on a tripod and set back to capture the whole room. The fourth man, the camera guy, stepped into view. He crawled behind Kelly on the sofa, forcing her to momentarily pull her lips from Tyson’s shaft. She didn’t complain though, as he slid beneath her pushing his cock up between her legs as she lay back against his chest. Andi sucked his cock deep into her throat before pushing it up into her friend’s wet cunt. My head swam and my balls swelled as I watched my big sister riding one cock while feeding two into her hungry mouth. Andi licked at the cock and clit in front of her with her body rocking in rhythm to the cock slamming her pussy from behind.

Tyson pulled Kelly to her feet. Andi crawled up on to the cock in front of her and began fucking camera guy back into the couch. The tall blonde, whose cock my sister had been sucking, sat back on the couch next to Andi and camera guy. Tyson guided Kelly down onto the blonde’s cock so that both girl’s road side by side, straddling the men, their heart shaped asses bouncing wildly. Tyson stepped out of site for a moment, then he and the third guy appeared again rubbing lube over their cocks. Tyson pushed his slick fingers between the crack of Kelly’s ass, the third man did the same with Andi. My cock erupted between the sheets and my stomach as I watched Tyson slowly stuff his thick black cock deep into my sister’s ass.

The sticky cum coated my belly as I breathlessly humped the wet sheets watching my sister fucking two cocks with uncontrolled passion. Then I heard the car pull up out front. Shit! I jumped up in a panic. I threw the covers over the bed, turned off the TV and VCR and killed the lights in the room. I grabbed my boxers and wiped the cum from my stomach. I pulled on my jeans tossing the cum soaked boxers and my t-shirt in the corner. I stuffed everything in the shoe-box, tossed it under the bed, then reached into the closet to close the chest. Where’s the fucking key?! The front door was opening. I closed the closet door and jumped onto the bed, faking sleep. 

I heard the bedroom door push open. Kelly tip-toed across the room to the closet trying not to wake me. She quietly pulled open the closet door and my heart raced. I couldn’t see her but I could hear her approach the bed. The room was silent for what seemed like an eternity, then I heard her walk out of the bedroom. I lay motionless, listening, until I heard the shower water running.

I jumped up and looked in the closet. She probably hadn’t noticed the chest, it was still piled in clothes. I searched for that fucking key but couldn’t find it anywhere. I straightened the shoe-box as best as I could and jumped back into bed when I heard the water shut off. 

Kelly came back in the room flipping the lights on this time. I opened my eyes to see her with her back to me searching through her top drawer. The white towel wrapped around her came loose. She held it to her breasts with one hand as it fell revealing her back and butt to me. 

“Did you lose something?” she asked not turning and letting the towel hang in front of her, her perfect ass filling my sight. I sat up. She turned to face my, not hiding her nakedness but casually pulling the towel around her again until she was covered. I couldn’t read the strange expression on her face but my mouth had gone dry. She tossed the key on the bed between my legs. 

“I’m sorry, Kelly,” I started. “I was cleaning up when I found the box...”

“So you think I’m a slut now?” she said in a voice I could still not read as she sat at the end of the bed.

“No, I ...”

“You saw the tapes?”

“Ya,” I was blushing. “I just had no idea you were... into...so much...” I was stammering.

She sat staring at the floor in a silence that felt like it would never end.

“You wanna smoke some?” she finally asked. I still couldn’t read her.

She told me to grab the box, she said I obviously knew where her stash was. She laughed for the first time as I put the cock shaped pipe to my lips. She curled her feet under her at the end of the bed and we started to talk. As the pot kicked in she told me more and more secrets.

She said it had been nearly six months since she had had sex. She hadn’t gone this long with out sex since she lost her virginity at 13. I couldn’t believe it. She never had a reputation at school and never had a serious boyfriend either. Who was she having this sex with? She explained about Mr. Simms. 

Mr. Simms was our next door neighbor growing up. Just before her fourteenth birthday, she had seen him in his garage. His wife and kids were away for the weekend, he told her. She was flirting and next thing she knew, they were fucking in his daughter’s bedroom. He was 36 at the time. His daughter was my age. Kelly laughed when I told her I had fucked her several times during highschool. 

“I think her Dad did too,” Kelly laughed. “At least he wanted to.” 

Kelly told me about the times he had called her Angie, his daughter’s name, while fucking her. It weirded her out at first but then she kinda got off on it. He was the one who got her into filming. He loved to make movies with her, and when she graduated he gave her the old video camera. He also liked to invite friends over to fuck her. One night she fucked six of his friends and him when she found out where they were camping that weekend. When they were 16, Andi started to fuck him too.

As Kelly told me her stories, she relaxed on a cloud of pot at the end of the bed, kicking her legs out toward me and carelessly letting them fall open. The towel parted and I could see the silky pink lips parted sexily. Her pussy was shaved bald. My cock was like iron.

“I can’t believe I’m telling you this,” she laughed.

I grabbed the shoe-box, “Do you really use this?!” I laughed, holding up the huge black cock. She howled. 

“That’s for when I’m extra horny,” she blushed and giggled at the same time, “which is a lot lately.”

“Jesus! It’s huge!” I gasped in amazement. 

Kelly looked at me with a teasing smile then grabbed the cock from me. My cock jumped when she licked the head then pushed the monster down between her thighs.

“Don’t tell me your jealous,” she teased.

“It is a bit intimidating,” I groaned. She laughed. 

“From what I hear, you got nothen to worry about,” she said coyly. 

I knew what she was talking about. I had fucked her friend Jessie a few months ago, and I knew she knew everything. 

“So let’s see it,” she said in a slightly breathless voice. She was teasing me, and I don’t like to be teased. I couldn’t back down. I smiled and unzipped my fly. I pulled my hard on free and let it lay back against my stomach. Kelly smiled a wicked smile, but the giggles were gone. 

“You can stroke it,” she breathed. As my fingers circled my cock she lay back against the foot board and spread her thighs, the towel pulling up and apart. She set the huge dong aside and snaked her middle finger down over her clit. A long deep moan moved through her.

“I’ve never seen one shaved before,” fell quietly from my lips, “it’s beautiful.”

She looked at me hard for a moment, “Here,” she said reaching forward and grabbing my hand from my cock. She lay back and slowly guided my hand to her mound. Her hips lifted slightly as I pressed my palm over the smooth hairless mound. My fingers traveled lower, caressing, moving up, my middle finger just parting the swollen lips until I found her clit, brushing over it lightly.

“Fuck!” she jumped up from the bed tightening the towel around her. She turned her back to me and ran her hands through her damp hair. We were silent for several minutes, I didn’t move. Finally she turned on the VCR and hit eject.

“Which one did you watch?”she asked.

“Your 18th birthday.”

“That was a good one,” she said with a small laugh. She went over to the closet and pulled open the chest. As she bent down her towel rose up exposing her ass. 

“Here, this is the first one I ever made with Mr.Simms.” she said popping the tape in the player and turning on the TV. She curled her hair behind her ear as the tape loaded, trying not to look at me. Suddenly she ran over and jumped up on the bed like a little girl as the screen lit up. I lay back against the headboard and she snuggled up next to me.

On screen I saw my sister kneeling naked in front of our next door neighbor, his cock slipping in and out of her lips.

“How old were you?” I asked.

“Fourteen,” she answered in a near whisper.

She sucked him passionately, but my attention was not on the screen. Kelly curled up next to me and lay her head on my shoulder, her hand on my thigh. My cock was standing proud, still sticking out of my open jeans. I could smell strawberries from the shampoo in her damp hair resting on my bare chest. I ran my fingers over her back just above the towel. Mr.Simms sprayed a load of cum across Kelly’s chest on the TV. I breathed deep as I felt my sister’s fingers curl around my hard on. She began to slowly stroke it. I tugged at the towel and it fell open around her. I ran my fingers down to the small of her back.

As Mr. Simms pushed his cock between my fourteen year old sister’s thighs, Kelly slid down and I felt the warmth of her mouth cover my cock. I slipped lower on the bed with a groan as she pushed her lips to the base of my shaft. Pulling her hips around we moved into a 69, my mouth devouring the inner folds of her smooth shaved pussy. The realization of the moment was intense and Kelly swallowed hard as my cum filled her mouth.

I slid from beneath my sister and quickly moved over her pushing her down flat on her stomach. My hands and lips covered her ass, kissing and sucking at her cheeks, my fingers pushing down between her thighs into her sex. Her moans filled my ears as I buried my face between her legs sucking at her cunt from behind, her hips rolling under my hands.

The teenager on screen was on all fours as Mr.Simms fucked her little pussy from behind. I lifted my sister’s hips and slid a pillow under her, crawling between her spread thighs. I rubbed the head of my cock along her wet pink gash until it was shining with her juices. Then I pushed forward feeling her cunt envelop my cock to the hilt, stopping when my hips joined her firm round ass cheeks. We fucked, my cock thrusting into her, her cunt squeezing me, her ass pushing back at me, her screams and moans drowning out her fourteen year old self on TV.

She pushed me onto my back. Straddling my cock with her back to me, she reached around and spread her ass cheeks. Her tight anus slid like a vice over my cock and she lay back in my arms grinding her ass against me. I wrapped her in my arms, stroking her clit, massaging her breasts, kissing her neck. I reached out and found it, the black schlong. I lay it on Kelly’s chest, letting my sister squeeze it between her tits and suck at the head before I positioned it at her dripping slit.

“Show me,” I hissed into her ear and Kelly took my hand and pushed the monster deep into her cunt. I held the base and she worked my wrist in circles, pumping the mammoth rubber prick in and out of her while she bounced and wiggled her ass on my cock. I licked the sweat from her shoulders as I stroked her clit and pumped both cocks into her. Her body tensed, her ass strangling my cock until my cum covered her inner walls. She went limp above me.

As we sat in a hot bubble bath, Kelly eased back against me, her breasts soft in my palms. As she talked about taking me to a swing club where noone would know I was her brother and she could fuck me in front of everyone, my cock hardened against the small of her back. She giggled and stood up. 

“Where are you going?”

“To get the cam-corder,” she cooed.

r cups of coffee about dancing girls seemed sad and pathetic to him at first, but as it became clear that he was stuck behind the wheel of that truck for years to come, he found the stories harder to forget. Temptation, loneliness and an aching hard-on got the better of him one night and he went into his first club. 

Dave was in a state of shock that first night. Shaved pussies, tattoos, girls spreading their legs and opening their cunts wide, inches from his face. And at 46, they all seemed so young to his tired, hungry eyes. Then there was the lap dances. It varied from state to state, club to club. In some places the girls just stood in front of you displaying the most intimate parts of their young bodies. In other clubs the girls crawled right into your lap, pressing your face into their naked breasts, throwing a leg over your shoulder until their hairless cunts were just inches from your lips. You could smell their musky scents and it drove Dave wild. 

His imagination improved during those long trips and his fantasies intensified and became more vivid. His thoughts continually returned to the stories several drivers told of the girls who would come out to your truck for the right price. He fought those urges as long as he could but the trips seemed longer now and with each new girl in each new club his resistance shrank as his cock grew. 

He had asked several girls with no success, until he met Jill. She barely looked 18, her body was petite and curvy with a butterfly tattooed at the small of her back. He passed her $200, she crawled into his cab, and as her lips slid softly down his shaft he realized that he was cheating on his wife for the first time. He bent her over the back of the passenger seat, pushing his cock deep inside her until her firm round ass pressed into his hips. Her moans were like sugar on a young girls lips. He concentrated on them as his cock slid faster, harder between her thighs. “I’m fucking a girl younger than my oldest daughter,” crossed his mind and his cum gushed out into the condom. 

Dave was racked with guilt when he returned home to his wife. He could barely look her in the eye. But even that gave way as he headed back out on his long trips. Over the next year he would fuck Jill two more times and take three other dancers out to his truck. He realized he had developed a preference for petite brunettes and sought them out to proposition.

Tonight as he crawled out of his cab, he felt as nervous as he had the first night he entered a club. The Star Club was close to home. He had never been in any of the clubs near his own town out of fear of being seen and recognized. But this had been a long trip and the club he normally stopped at was closed for reasons he did not understand. He pulled his collar high against the cold and wore his cap lower on his head. 

The club was no different in appearance than any other clubs he had been in. It was dark and loud with rhythmic music. It was a slow night with maybe ten other men in the club. A beautiful cocktail waitress got him a beer and he took a seat toward the back of the room and began to relax. He took in more details as a dark Asian girl called Jade twirled around the poll on stage. The lap dances were in a room off to the side and he could see one in progress. If it weren’t for the thin denim of the man’s jeans the voluptuous blond in his lap would be fucking him. The rules looked pretty relaxed at The Star. 

Dave turned his attention back to the stage as the DJ called for the next dancer, Sweetness. Dave admired the supple curves of the petite young body moving onto the stage, her long dark hair falling over her shoulders. Then his heart froze as she spun around facing the men at her feet. It was his daughter, Kali. He couldn’t move, he could hardly breathe as he watched her hips gyrating to the beat of the music, her lace bra falling from her shoulders revealing her small, delicate breasts. 

The waitress appeared with his beer and his hand shook uncontrollably as he tried to give her the five dollar bill. He downed nearly half the beer in one gulp turning away from the stage. But he could not keep his eyes hidden. He looked to see her on her hands and knees, her ass pushed high in the air as she bucked her hips against an imaginary cock behind her. She slid out of her thong and Dave watched as his little girl slung her leg over a college boy’s shoulder and grabbed the back of his head, pulling his face between her thighs. He took in the full sight as she spread her legs to the crowd. Her pussy shaved bald, her delicate fingers pulling apart her labia, pink and shining with wetness. There was a tattoo just to the right of her hairless mound, but he could not make out what it was from where he sat, back from the stage. For a moment he thought he was going to be sick and considered running for the door, but he held to his seat.

Kali was 19, a sophomore in college. She had told him she was working as a private home care provider for elderly and crippled people to pay for college. He was on the road too much to know anything different. She was the third of his seven children. She had always been his angel. 

The song ended and Sweetness left the stage and made her way to the side room with the college boy in tow. He watched from his table as his daughter straddled the boys lap and fucked her naked pussy against his denim covered cock. She was far more aggressive than the other girls, rubbing the full length of her body against him, then dropping to her knees and pushing her face into his crotch. Dave blushed with shame when he realized his cock was hard. He nearly began to cry when the dancer who had been on stage when he entered approached his table. 

“Wanna dance?” she cooed.

Dave looked over to see the college boy heading back to his friends. An older man, a trucker, Dave could tell from his dress, was in line for his daughter who took him by the hand and led him to a sofa beyond his sight. Dave stood on shaky legs and let Jade lead him into the side room. Sweetness had led the trucker, in his early fifties Dave guessed, to a sofa at the back of the room. Her back was to him. The music started and Dave watched as his little girl held the man’s face to her cunt and rocked her hips into him. Jade dropped into his lap but Dave was hardly conscious of her. Sweetness was grinding her pussy hard down on the man’s cock, holding his face to her tits. For the first time Dave found himself taking in the sight of her naked young body. His cock filled his boxers with sticky cum as Jade ground down on his lap. With the climax came a wave of shame and guilt that nearly made Dave cry. Then he saw a scene that he was all too familiar with. 

As the song ended the man held his lips to Sweetness’ ear. Dave could see the man’s lips moving, and though he couldn’t hear, he knew what he was asking. He watched as his daughter blushed coyly then turned to the man with a smile and returned his whisper. She was straddling his lap and her arm pushed between them, disappearing from sight at his crotch. Dave watched the older man arch his back and saw his grin widen as Sweetness whispered into his ear. 

Dave returned to his table. He sat numb as he watched Kali disappear into the locker room. The man went to his table, swallowed the last of his beer and made his way outside. Dave rose slowly, aware of the wet cum covering his boxers as he stepped out into the cold air. From the seat of his cab he watched as his daughter left the back of the building and crawled into the cab of a Peterbuilt parked across the lot. He pulled away with tears running down his face. Sweetness, it suddenly occurred to him, was the name he called her as a child.

The next night Dave was leaving for a two week trip south. He vowed not to but on the way out of town he turned his rig into The Star’s parking lot. Kali’s car was parked in back. He watched from his same table as she slid across the stage, men at her feet. It was another slow night. She gave a few lap dances but spent much of the night at the bar reading a book. James Joyce, Dave noticed, she was an English major. 

It was getting late and Dave was about to leave when two truckers came in that he knew. They recognized him, despite his cap pulled low and sat at his table. Damon was about 28, muscular and good looking but quiet. Jack was older, in his thirties, good looking and loud. He made his presence known at the stage as Sweetness started her routine. He called Dave to join him and Damon as they tucked bills into his daughter’s thong. Dave kept his seat. At the end of the song Jack grabbed Sweetness for a lap dance. The bouncer had to warn him to keep his hands off her but she did not seem too upset. 

Dave nearly panicked as Jack led her back to the table, but she quickly grabbed Damon for a dance. Dave could see the way she looked at Damon, it was the way all women looked at him, with lust. He watched her as she danced with him, not hard and aggressive as usual, but soft and sensual. Damon returned to the table while Sweetness went into the locker room. Several minutes later, she came out wearing a black lace bra and a g-string with garters and fish net stockings. She took her spot at the bar and started reading. 

Jack was at her side in an instant, talking her up. After a few moments his loud flirting turned quiet and Dave watched from under the bill of his cap as Sweetness kept glancing at the table, at Damon, while Jack leaned in close and whispered in her ear. Sweetness whispered into Jack’s ear, lighting his face up, before she stood and made her way back to the locker room. Jack leaned in over the table. 

“I am in love!” he burst out. “This girl is un-fucking-real! She’s gonna fuck all three of us for $200 each. All of us at the same fucking time!”

Damon stood, composed and confident, but ready to fuck this young girl. 

“You two go on ahead,” Dave managed to spit out through his dry lips. He took some shots from Jack, but sat in his seat and watched the two men head for the door. After a few minutes he walked out and got in his truck. He saw Kali drive out of the parking lot across the street to the motel where the guys waited for her. He walked over and watched from the shadows as she went into the room with both men. He stood there, motionless for nearly a half hour. Then before he knew what was what he found himself standing at the motel door. He could hear his daughter inside, loud and passionate. He saw light through the window from between a the parted curtain. Through the small opening he could clearly see the bed. Damon was on his back, Kali’s naked body hovering over him as he kissed her and squeezed her breasts. Dave moved closer and could now see his daughter’s young cunt bucking up and down on Damon’s cock. Jack was on his knees behind her fucking his prick into her petite little ass. She bucked and rocked and moaned as the cocks moved in and out of her. Her hips danced in a jerking rhythmic extasy, her face twisted with pleasure. 

They stood, Kali led Damon to a chair by his cock. She sat him back in it, knelt between his muscular thighs and took him deep into her mouth. Dave watched her tongue working over the length of his thick shaft as Jack slid into her dripping cunt from behind. She let the rhythm of Jack’s strokes rock her lips over Damon’s cock until Jack pulled free and covered her firm ass cheeks with his spunk. He rubbed the white cream into the crack of her ass and down over her bald little cunt.

Kali stood and turned. Jack reached between her legs and took hold of Damon’s cock, pulling it forward as she lay her back against Damon’s chest. Jack moved between the two pairs of spread thighs and sucked the cock into his mouth. He let it slip from his lips, stroking it as he sucked at Kali’s wet pussy. He covered the cock once more with his mouth before guiding it into her young slit. As Dave watched his daughter grinding her cunt over Damon’s cock, Jack leaned in and sucked and licked at the two, clamping his lips onto Kali’s clit until she shook with climax. Damon slipped free of her dripping snatch and Jack pumped his cock until he spayed Kali’s belly with his cum.

Dave spent the next two weeks in a haze of lust, confusion, shame and desire. When he pulled into The Star at the end of the trip he was exhausted and operating on nothing but the lust of his inescapable fantasies. He watched his daughter from his usual table, watched her dance. Then she and another dancer took a man to the side room for a dance. He watched her licking the other girl’s tits. They rubbed their cunts together and kissed each other deeply. As the girls finished, Dave stood and moved across the room to his daughter. Her back was to him as she hooked her bra over her breasts.

“Can I buy a dance, Sweetness?” he asked in a calm even voice. She turned and her face went white. She stared at him, unable to move. He felt calm and looked deep into her eyes. For a moment it seemed she was going to cry, when suddenly she straightened up and a look of composure crossed her face, determination, perhaps, not to fall apart at this confrontation. She looked hard into his eyes for what seemed like forever. Then her hand reached forward and took his. She led him to the sofa at the back of the room. The music started and she straddled his lap pushing her soft young body against his. She took his hands and held them to her breasts, guiding his fingers to unhook her bra. It fell to the floor and she pushed her tits into her father’s face feeling his tongue circle her nipple. 

“Ohhh, Daddy,” she breathed into his ear. She had to hold his hands down to keep the bouncer away but she stood and lifted her leg to the back of the sofa and pressed her cunny to his face. She could feel his lips brushing lightly at the top of her hairless mound. She dropped down between his thighs and with her eyes looking up into his, pressed her lips to the bulge in his pants. She straddled his thighs and pressed her naked slit down hard against his hard prick. She rode his cock until the end of the song, leaving a patch of darkness where her lips had met him. He put his lips to her ear and whispered softly. She rose and made her way to the locker room.

Dave sat silently in the cab of his truck. He heard a click and the door to the cab opened. His daughter crawled up into the cab.