Once upon a time, there lived a wealthy merchant and his three beautiful daughters in a little village. One day, as the merchant was getting ready to go to market, he set aside each of his daughters and asked them in turn what present they'd like upon his return. The oldest daughter, a chesty titian haired beauty, wanted a dress of the finest silks. The second, a flaming redhead, demanded a pearl necklace. But his third daughter, a beautiful blond, blue-eyed curvy angel wanted something that disturbed him each time she made a similar request...
It all began about a month ago when he'd stepped out of the bath in all his naked, wet glory and little Beauty, a very sheltered 18 year old, had seen a cock for the first time ever! She was fascinated by it and yearned to see it again, to touch it, to... The merchant tried to discourage her curiosity and quash his own feelings of desire for her as best he could, but his resistance was slowly ebbing.
Now, he sat with his youngest daughter and posed the same questions as he had to his other daughters. "Beauty, I'm going to market. What would you like of me?"
Beauty automatically looked down at his crotch and licked her lips at the protruding bulge in his pants. She didn't know what was wrong with her, or what was driving this carnal desire in her, but she was already wet down there in her secret place as she thought of exactly what she wanted from her daddy. It didn't help that he was hung like a horse; or that ever since she'd caught her oldest sister about a month ago doing some naughty things to the neighbor's son which had put a lot of delicious ideas in her head. Now she wanted to try them all with her father because, as the saying goes, father knows best!
Her hand went to his huge bulge and she rubbed him through the material, feeling the thick heat of him pulsing under her inquisitive fingers. She only had one thought on her mind, and she was a girl who always got what she wanted in the end.
"You know what I really want, daddy," she answered provocatively, batting her eyelashes at him, hoping that he'd give in. He didn't comply, but neither did he push her away. Instead, she heard his breathing change and he closed his eyes as if in pain, his bulge tightening into a stiff pole under her hand. Beauty took that as a good sign and began to massage him harder. His head fell back and he groaned, thrusting his clothed bulge against her hand. Her fingers found his trouser buttons and undid them so that her hand could sneak into the hole and pulled out his hard, throbbing cock meat. She gazed at the beautiful monster with awe.
"Beauty, you mustn't," he gave a half-hearted protest. Of course she ignored him, but that didn't matter much because that was about as much resistance as he was going to offer. He was too weakened with desire to do anything more than sit there and let his daughter get her fill of his pecker.
With his meaty staff in her hand, Beauty inspected the vein-covered length with shear lust on her brain and in her tiny pussy. What would it feel like to have that inside her? Would it fit?
"Hmmm, daddy, I just want to taste your lovely cock," she said, and dipped down to do just that, her mouth opening to take in the helmeted tip. The flesh was smooth and tasty. She began sucking on the tip, enjoying the texture and warmth. And then just as she was getting into the swing of it, her greedy tongue encountered a tiny bead of salty liquid from his piss hole.
