"Are you sure its fun, Daddy?"
"Its lots of fun, honey. Kids did it all the time when I was your age."
"Do you think my friends will like it too?"
"I'm sure they will."
"Okay, I'm coming out. Don't laugh, Daddy."
Bernie sat in the kitchen chair -- his favourite chair for a couple of days now -- and watched as his daughter Hayley stepped from the hallway into the room. She was a stunning girl, standing at six feet tall, with a wave of thick blonde hair down her back. Her serious expression made her look even cuter, with a slightly pouted lip and big blue eyes. Below that her body was simply incredible, long long legs and arms tanned a luscious shade, narrow hips and a muscular ass, big firm breasts that stuck out jauntily from her chest.
Hayley looked at him nervously, then down at her costume. Bernie had driven into town that morning to buy it from a special costume shop he'd seen once before, then spent the rest of the morning convincing Hayley that a costume party would be lots of fun. Eventually she had agreed and he'd got her to model it for him.
He felt his mouth fill with spit as he looked at her. Her glorious body was mostly naked, which was thrilling enough. The 'costume' was marvelous though, just as he'd hoped. On the bottom she was wearing a tiny white g-string, the strap almost invisible so it looked like a little white triangle floating between her thighs. Her generous breasts were held up by a white push-up bra that squeezed piles of cleavage out its top. Over her shoulders he could see the fluffy white wings strapped to the back of the bra.
His cock throbbed hard. Bernie fought it down, not wanting Hayley to see an erection, not just yet. He had stripped down to just boxers after coming home, enjoying being nearly naked with her. She didn't even seem to notice it now.
In truth, Bernie was a bit nervous. He had a plan, but it was madness. Sheer madness.
"Turn around, honey," He said. "Show me the back."
Hayley smiled and turned on the spot, displaying her firm round buttocks to him. They made him think of the curves of a peach. God, he mused, last night I was fucking that ass. Not even twenty-four hours ago. And she hasn't been eighteen for a week!
Bernie couldn't control his cock anymore, it had stiffened up fully in his boxers. All he could think of was the sensation of stuffing it in his daughter's ass that previous night, of the way his cum had filled up her anus and ran back out.
"How do I look, Daddy?"
"So tight." He murmured.
"Daddy?" Hayley asked, turning around again.
"I mean, very nice, honey," Bernie scrambled, almost panting. "You're my little angel."
She beamed, bouncing on the spot with happiness. It did amazing things with her squashed cleavage.
"Here, come sit down here, honey." Bernie vacated his seat and ushered Hayley into it, still smiling broadly. God, he was amazed at how hard her body was, her stomach barely wrinkled even when she sat down and leaned forward to stop her wings getting crushed on the seat back.
His daughter was smiling up at him, waiting with total trust. He couldn't help staring down the front of the bra, at the squeezed-together swells of her tits, though Hayley didn't seem to notice it. Bernie was shorter than his daughter by an inch, with a frizz of black hair around his bald forehead, slightly protruding eyes and a big nose. Until recently he had been quite a depressed man, but a few days earlier something amazing had happened. He had finally taken control and got what he wanted.
Smiling to himself, Bernie pulled his boxers down over his cock. It swung free in his daughter's smiling face.
"Sorry, honey," He said. "But its time to suck Daddy's penis."
Hayley looked up at her father, then down at his swollen, twitching penis. It was so close, she could smell the scent of venom coming from its tip. She smiled to herself as she felt a wave of pure, familial love. She felt closer to her father than she ever had in her life.
Never had she thought she would save her father's life, but that is exactly what she had been doing every day for the past three days. On Wednesday, on the same day she discovered their existence, her father's trouser snake had bitten him on the penis and only she had been able to suck out the poison. So far she'd had to suck out the poison six times, each time feeling the heroism of what she was doing. No-one else could know, her Daddy said, but she knew Jesus would be proud of her.
Never had she thought she could go to her father with a serious problem. But when that horrible boy kissed her, she knew he could help. Which he definitely did, coming to the rescue with a pregnancy test that had proven she was still safe, that had set her mind at ease. Sure, it had been a bit uncomfortable putting his penis in her bottom, still it was a small price to pay for peace of mind.
Hayley took hold of her father's thighs to steady herself and opened her mouth wide, lowering her face onto the big swollen penis until she felt it slide between her lips, carefully keeping her teeth off it as it slid across her tongue, right to the back of her mouth. It was amazing, she thought, that every man had this big thing attached to them. What was it for?
She started bobbing her head in the method she knew drew out the venom, sucking hard and sliding the penis in and out of her mouth, never letting it out completely. She looked at her father's big stomach as she did it, worrying about his health. His hands came down her front and started helping her, massaging her chest where the costume made it stick out. She felt him insert his fingers into the crack between her breasts, wiggling them in a way that almost tickled, before resuming squeezing and wobbling her.
Bernie was having trouble not shouting with joy as he groped his daughter and felt her sweet mouth squeezing and sucking him. He would never get sick of it, he knew. God, it was so wet and hot --
The phone rang on the counter next to him. Reflexively he released Hayley's tits and likewise she pulled away from his cock, looking up at him with a string of drool between her lips and his cockhead. Damn, he thought, he would have to answer it. He put a hand on his daughter's shoulder to keep her there, then picked up the phone.
"Hello?" He said.
"Oh Bernard, you know I don't want you answering in that sloppy way." His wife Freda said.
"Sorry, dear." He replied, his spirits sinking already.
"I was just calling to see about Hayley's party," Freda said. "Plus I want to tell you about all the good work we've been doing here."
His wife was on a tour with a Church group.
"Is it Mummy?" Hayley asked, his cock just touching her cheek. As Freda started going on about Bible readings, Bernie took hold of Hayley's head with his free hand and steered his cock into her unresisting mouth. His wife's voice droned on in his ear, like the sound of a bug, as he started fucking their daughter's face, pushing it right to the back of her throat.
"Bernard, what's that sound?" Freda asked shrilly.
"What sound, dear?" Trying not to gasp.
"That glug-glug-glug sound? Is the drain playing up?"
Bernie eased off on his thrusting.
"Oh, its stopped now." Freda said, then continued with her lecture. Bernie was having great fun, he never thought it would feel so good to hear his wife's boring, insular prattle at the same time as her precious daughter's throat was being filled by his boner. Hey Freda, he had a berserk urge to say, I'm face-fucking our daughter right now. I'm balls deep in her throat. Last night I blew my load in her ass.
"Bernard, did you hear me?"
"Sorry, dear?"
"Oh, Bernard," Freda complained. "You sound terrible. I said I want you to supervise these girls tonight, is that clear?"
