11-24-2025, 05:24 PM
Part 1
Sabitha
"Maybe that wasn't such a good idea after all," thought Sabitha, as she stumbled so hard against a tree next to the sidewalk that she injured her shoulder.
At least the sudden movement helped her avoid vomiting, even though bile stuck in her throat. When she stumbled back into the house after her short walk, her father was watching television while her mother worked. He looked up as she nearly knocked a lamp off the table and into the wall.
"What the hell is going on?" her father yelled before standing up and approaching her. As always, he was wearing only baggy boxer shorts and an undershirt.
"It's okay, Daddy, I just need to pee," Sabitha slurred, rocking slightly back and forth until he placed his hands on her shoulders.
"You're drunk," her father said incredulously, wrinkling his nose as the smell of the vodka she had drunk wafted towards him. "Who the hell gave you that liquor?"
"It's Marcia's idea," Sabitha said quietly, squeezing her thighs together and clutching her pussy with her right hand, "but I have to pee right now, Daddy, or I'll wet my panties."
Arthur took her arm and led and pulled her halfway down the hall to the nearest toilet. Sabitha continued to sway with every step, bumping first against her father's arm, then against the wall, and then against him again. He stood her in front of the toilet and placed his hand on her back as she swayed once more.
Arthur tried to turn away as she quickly pulled down her shorts and panties and then sat down hard on the toilet. He caught a brief glimpse of her smooth, hairless pussy before turning and heading for the door.
“Call me if you need more help,” he said without turning around, and clearly heard his 12-year-old daughter splash into the water below. He waited in the kitchen for almost 10 minutes, sipping a beer. When he didn't hear from her, he went back to the bathroom, thinking she might have fainted on the toilet.
Sabitha bent over the toilet and the water filled with urine, to which she had added the contents of her stomach. Her panties were wrapped around her right ankle, and her shorts had been carelessly tossed to the side, leaving her wearing only a jagged, cropped top that fully exposed her flat, light brown left nipple.
Arthur touched her arm to offer his help, but she pulled away and leaned against the wall opposite the toilet, her arms wrapped around her bent knees. After flushing the toilet, he sat on the edge of the tub and spoke calmly to her about how bad it was to drink at her young age and how some people could easily take advantage of her when she was drunk. Seeing her smooth, swollen labia parting slightly between her thin thighs, his penis visibly hardened in his boxer shorts.
“I am … not … stupid,” she stammered finally, without looking up at him.
“I never said you were, but you still have a lot to learn. That’s what growing up is all about,” Arthur said to his teenage daughter, his gaze fixed on her completely exposed vulva. “Anyway, there you are, sitting on the bathroom floor, still slightly drunk, with your vulva wide open, talking to me, totally ready to let me take advantage of you if I wanted.”
“That’s different… you are my father,” she replied, her gaze still fixed on the ground in front of her, without covering herself.
Her nonchalance regarding what he was telling her worried him. Combined with the lewd display of her naked pussy, he decided to clarify something that he might not have thought to say in another situation. He pulled down his boxer shorts to expose his already erect penis, took it in his hand, and waved it in front of her face.
"I have another one," he called to her, as his penis quickly became stiff in his hand.
When Sabitha neither reacted nor looked at him, he stepped directly in front of her, his toes almost touching hers. A drop of his pre-ejaculate splashed onto the tiled floor between her feet.
“Look,” he shouted, waving his penis so that the next drop of pre-cum squirted to the side, “look at me when I talk to you.”
Slowly, Sabitha raised her head to look at her father's stiff penis, just inches from her face. She swallowed hard at seeing the erect penis of a grown man so close for the first time, and carelessly let her knees drop, spreading her taut labia even wider.
“I may be your father,” he said in a stern voice, “but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t affect me when you sit there almost naked.”
“But you are my father,” she murmured, still slurring her words, “although you wouldn’t steal my favor like that.”
“Maybe I should, just to teach you a lesson,” he replied angrily, as pre-ejaculate steadily dripped from the purple tip of his uncircumcised penis before her eyes. “You probably wouldn’t remember it tomorrow morning anyway, no matter what I do to you.”
With that, he turned around, stood next to the toilet, and told her he needed to pee. When she started to stand up, he told her to watch. Sabitha slid back down and sat on the floor with her legs wide open. Arthur took his penis in his hand and pulled on it randomly until a few drops of his pee came out.
"Does it disgust you to see your father pee?" he asked, shaking the tip as more drops fell into the toilet.
"No, it's just pee," she replied, keeping an eye on his still stiff penis.
"Do you like it?" he asked in return.
“I don’t know what you mean,” she replied after he repeated the question when she hesitated to answer.
"Do you like watching my penis pee?" he asked with a devilish grin.
"It's okay," she murmured quietly, "it's just pee."
"So, if you don't want me to tell your mother that you came home drunk and were practically naked and without panties in the bathroom," he grinned and turned to her, the tip of his stiff cock again only centimeters from her lips, "then come here and hold my cock while I piss."
Sabitha didn't react at first, nor did she move. Then, hesitantly, she crawled beside him and stood up. She extended the fingers of her right hand and grasped his thick penis. It was the first time in her life she had ever touched a man's penis.
"I don't want you to do anything to Mom," she said uncertainly, aiming the tip of his throbbing penis towards the toilet.
After about a minute, Arthur could no longer urinate because his penis was too hard in his daughter's hand. He reached down, placed his hand on hers, and slowly moved it up and down his 15-centimeter-long penis.
"Yes, keep doing that," he said hoarsely. "Just get on your knees so you can see him really well."
As she repositioned herself, he reached down and pulled her crop top over her head, leaving her completely naked. He told her to take his penis in both hands and continue stroking it while he gently caressed her flat, light brown nipples.
Within moments, her hands were smeared with his watery pre-ejaculate, and he was on the verge of coming. He dropped to his knees and told her to lean back with her knees spread. He aimed his penis at the hairless skin above her virgin labia and sprayed jet after jet of his creamy semen onto her mons pubis, her thighs, and the tight cleft between her slender thighs.
"Now lick my cock clean," he said when he finally stopped coming.
“No… no… I can’t do that,” she murmured, staring at the streaks of her father’s sperm dripping through her labia and down the insides of her thighs.
Arthur stopped, because he had already done more with his daughter than he had ever dreamed of, from sniffing her worn, stained panties while masturbating when she was barely dry. He simply stood up, pulled on his boxer shorts, and left the bathroom.
“Don’t come home drunk again, or I’ll have to tell your mother,” he said with a mischievous grin as he reached the door before turning and disappearing, “and do much more to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget.”
Sabitha watched him go, pulled her panties over his drying semen, and walked uncertainly to her bed, unsure what to make of her very unusual first sexual experience.
In the following weeks, Sabitha worried that her mother might find out about the night she had been drunk and what she had done with her father. Her mother was the one who enforced discipline, so she worried about possible punishments. On the other hand, her father's behavior and the way she so readily followed his instructions stirred feelings in her that she didn't understand.
One day, she accidentally went into the bathroom while her mother was getting ready for work. She was only wearing panties, as the bathroom was just a few meters from her room. Her mother flew into a rage and screamed at her, saying her father might see her still-flat breasts and it wasn't fair to force him to do that. She fled back to her room while her mother continued to rant.
While waiting for her mother to leave for work, Sabitha jotted down a short note on a small piece of paper. After her mother left, she went back to the bathroom, pulled off her panties, and put on one of her father's dirty T-shirts, which barely covered her firm buttocks and smooth, bare pussy. Then she went into the living room, where her father was again sitting in front of the television wearing only his boxer shorts and a T-shirt, and handed him the folded note. She sat down on the floor in front of him with her legs crossed, giving him a glimpse of her hairless pussy beneath the shirt.
“If she only knew,” her father read aloud, before looking down at her with a devilish grin, still holding the note in his right hand.
"Oh, so you remember," he said quietly, as the bulge in his boxer shorts grew noticeably larger.
“Yes,” she replied simply, leaning on both arms to deliberately give him a better view of her slightly gaping labia.
“Me too, quite clearly,” he grinned, shifting slightly before adjusting his stiff penis in his boxer shorts, the glans peeking out through the opening at the front. “Is that my T-shirt?”
“Yes.”
"Take it off," he commanded sternly, boring his gaze into her.
“I can’t,” she replied, even though she knew he could see her stiff nipples through the thin fabric.
"Of course you can," he replied, his hard penis pressing against his boxer shorts.
“I’m naked underneath,” she said unnecessarily.
"So what... take it off."
For a moment she just stared at him before standing up, pulling his T-shirt over her head, and tossing it aside. Then she sat back down, her legs tucked underneath her so he couldn't see her pussy as well.
“Why were you naked under my T-shirt?” he asked, crumpling up the note and putting it aside.
“Because Mom yelled at me to cover myself in your presence, I covered myself,” she replied quietly. “Not anymore, because you told me to take it off.”
"Do you know what happened the last time I saw you naked?"
“Yes.”
"And do you want to do that again?" he asked hoarsely.
"If you want," she replied, her small, brown nipples hard as ball bearings. "You decide what we do together, or you decide what you do with me."
"Then come here and sit down here," he murmured, patting the seat next to him on the sofa.
She stood up and slowly walked towards him as he pulled his boxer shorts down over his hips. His fully erect penis stood straight out of his crotch as he turned to face her.
"Stroke it like you did last time," he said, reaching out to twist her hard nipples between his fingers.
She took his penis in both hands and gently stroked it up and down. Within moments, his pre-ejaculate began to spurt from the tip and run over her fingers.
"Are you going to try sucking my cock this time?" he groaned as his climax rapidly intensified.
“I don’t know how,” she replied innocently and without contradiction, while his penis throbbed in her hands.
"Just take it in your mouth and move the head up and down while your lips enclose it," he explained, holding his penis erect for his daughter. "Only take as much in your mouth as feels comfortable... for the moment."
Sabitha leaned forward and took the warm, throbbing head of his penis into her mouth. Arthur extended a finger to part her tight labia. Sabitha moaned softly as he pressed his finger into her tight, virginal entrance, instinctively opening her legs to make it easier for him.
Arthur felt her young vaginal canal grow warmer and more slippery as he pressed his finger a little deeper inside, until he touched the remaining, frayed edges of her hymen. He withdrew his finger and briefly circled the tiny, hard nub of her developing clitoris.
“Oh God, I’m going to cum in your mouth if you keep going like this,” he groaned as his 15-centimeter cock slid deeper into her mouth than he thought possible. “Let’s go somewhere so I can make you feel good too.”
Sabitha merely looked up and nodded in agreement as he withdrew his throbbing penis from her mouth. He carried her to his bed, laid her head on her mother's pillow, and spread her knees wide apart.
"You have a beautiful pussy, much more seductive than your mother's," he said hoarsely, his breath coming in gasps of lust. "Is it okay if I kiss you... down there?"
Sabitha answered him silently by lifting her hips so that her pussy was even closer to his face. He hesitated long enough to inhale the scent of her sex with a hint of her piss. His twelve-year-old daughter moaned softly as he showered her entire body with kisses, starting at her underdeveloped breasts, down to the top of her tight cleft, and then along the inside of both thighs, from her knees to her prominent mons pubis.
"I'm going to lick you now," he murmured, sliding his hands under her buttocks to pull her even closer, "and put my tongue into your sweet, warm cleft, taste your pleasure and explore your asshole."
When his daughter only whimpered softly, Arthur lifted her legs and began licking and exploring them with his tongue. Sabitha flinched and let out a soft cry as his tongue circled and explored the tight sphincter of her anus. A moment later, he was licking his way through her now warm, wet pussy, getting his first taste of the juices that seeped from her tight entrance.
Sabitha writhed with growing arousal as his tongue reached her small clitoris. Her whole body tensed as he first encircled the sensitive tip with his tongue and then sucked it into his mouth. He gently held the base between his teeth while his tongue circled the delicate tip.
Without realizing what was happening, Sabitha grabbed her father by the hair with both hands and lashed out wildly. Her first orgasm triggered an unprecedented tingling sensation throughout her body. She cried out loudly and kicked uncontrollably until the sensations slowly subsided.
As his cock ached and a steady stream of precum sprayed onto the sheet beneath him, Arthur licked and sucked his twelve-year-old daughter's clitoris until her orgasm subsided. She slumped back and pushed his head away. He placed her ankles on his shoulders and crawled between her legs until the tip of his cock pressed against the tiny, dark entrance to her cunt.
“I… I… don’t want… sex… Daddy,” she murmured softly as he moved the tip of his penis up and down inside her wet, pink pussy.
"That's alright, darling, I won't go inside you this time," he said, remembering the last remnants of her hymen as his pre-ejaculate coated the inside of her tight lips. "But I'm coming... right now."
His body tensed, and one gush of his warm, creamy semen after another spurted out. He held the tip of his penis directly over the entrance of her vagina, so that much of his semen spurted a short way into her canal, while the rest smeared her cleft, her mound, and her asshole.
Arthur collapsed on his side next to Sabitha as he reached his climax. A moment later, he turned to her with a mischievous smile.
"Are you going to lick my cock clean now?" he asked, as his glistening penis went limp while he propped himself up on his elbow.
Sabitha didn't say a word, simply knelt down, pushed him onto his back, and took his penis in her mouth. He ran his fingers through his daughter's hair as he looked down over his stomach, watching her take his penis deeper and deeper into her mouth. Soon he became hard again, and a few more drops of his semen spurted onto her tongue. Sabitha continued to suck him until his penis was completely limp, then she looked up and grinned at him, long after she had swallowed his semen.
They stayed on his bed for a few more hours. Sabitha breathed in the scent of her mother on the pillow and listened as he revealed his fantasies and desires to her, told her what he wanted to do with her and with her, and reveled in stories about his past encounters with men and women.
His penis became erect twice more. She brought him to climax once with her hands and then again with her mouth. In between, he showed her how she could orgasm herself using her fingers.
She had three more orgasms.
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Sabitha
"Maybe that wasn't such a good idea after all," thought Sabitha, as she stumbled so hard against a tree next to the sidewalk that she injured her shoulder.
At least the sudden movement helped her avoid vomiting, even though bile stuck in her throat. When she stumbled back into the house after her short walk, her father was watching television while her mother worked. He looked up as she nearly knocked a lamp off the table and into the wall.
"What the hell is going on?" her father yelled before standing up and approaching her. As always, he was wearing only baggy boxer shorts and an undershirt.
"It's okay, Daddy, I just need to pee," Sabitha slurred, rocking slightly back and forth until he placed his hands on her shoulders.
"You're drunk," her father said incredulously, wrinkling his nose as the smell of the vodka she had drunk wafted towards him. "Who the hell gave you that liquor?"
"It's Marcia's idea," Sabitha said quietly, squeezing her thighs together and clutching her pussy with her right hand, "but I have to pee right now, Daddy, or I'll wet my panties."
Arthur took her arm and led and pulled her halfway down the hall to the nearest toilet. Sabitha continued to sway with every step, bumping first against her father's arm, then against the wall, and then against him again. He stood her in front of the toilet and placed his hand on her back as she swayed once more.
Arthur tried to turn away as she quickly pulled down her shorts and panties and then sat down hard on the toilet. He caught a brief glimpse of her smooth, hairless pussy before turning and heading for the door.
“Call me if you need more help,” he said without turning around, and clearly heard his 12-year-old daughter splash into the water below. He waited in the kitchen for almost 10 minutes, sipping a beer. When he didn't hear from her, he went back to the bathroom, thinking she might have fainted on the toilet.
Sabitha bent over the toilet and the water filled with urine, to which she had added the contents of her stomach. Her panties were wrapped around her right ankle, and her shorts had been carelessly tossed to the side, leaving her wearing only a jagged, cropped top that fully exposed her flat, light brown left nipple.
Arthur touched her arm to offer his help, but she pulled away and leaned against the wall opposite the toilet, her arms wrapped around her bent knees. After flushing the toilet, he sat on the edge of the tub and spoke calmly to her about how bad it was to drink at her young age and how some people could easily take advantage of her when she was drunk. Seeing her smooth, swollen labia parting slightly between her thin thighs, his penis visibly hardened in his boxer shorts.
“I am … not … stupid,” she stammered finally, without looking up at him.
“I never said you were, but you still have a lot to learn. That’s what growing up is all about,” Arthur said to his teenage daughter, his gaze fixed on her completely exposed vulva. “Anyway, there you are, sitting on the bathroom floor, still slightly drunk, with your vulva wide open, talking to me, totally ready to let me take advantage of you if I wanted.”
“That’s different… you are my father,” she replied, her gaze still fixed on the ground in front of her, without covering herself.
Her nonchalance regarding what he was telling her worried him. Combined with the lewd display of her naked pussy, he decided to clarify something that he might not have thought to say in another situation. He pulled down his boxer shorts to expose his already erect penis, took it in his hand, and waved it in front of her face.
"I have another one," he called to her, as his penis quickly became stiff in his hand.
When Sabitha neither reacted nor looked at him, he stepped directly in front of her, his toes almost touching hers. A drop of his pre-ejaculate splashed onto the tiled floor between her feet.
“Look,” he shouted, waving his penis so that the next drop of pre-cum squirted to the side, “look at me when I talk to you.”
Slowly, Sabitha raised her head to look at her father's stiff penis, just inches from her face. She swallowed hard at seeing the erect penis of a grown man so close for the first time, and carelessly let her knees drop, spreading her taut labia even wider.
“I may be your father,” he said in a stern voice, “but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t affect me when you sit there almost naked.”
“But you are my father,” she murmured, still slurring her words, “although you wouldn’t steal my favor like that.”
“Maybe I should, just to teach you a lesson,” he replied angrily, as pre-ejaculate steadily dripped from the purple tip of his uncircumcised penis before her eyes. “You probably wouldn’t remember it tomorrow morning anyway, no matter what I do to you.”
With that, he turned around, stood next to the toilet, and told her he needed to pee. When she started to stand up, he told her to watch. Sabitha slid back down and sat on the floor with her legs wide open. Arthur took his penis in his hand and pulled on it randomly until a few drops of his pee came out.
"Does it disgust you to see your father pee?" he asked, shaking the tip as more drops fell into the toilet.
"No, it's just pee," she replied, keeping an eye on his still stiff penis.
"Do you like it?" he asked in return.
“I don’t know what you mean,” she replied after he repeated the question when she hesitated to answer.
"Do you like watching my penis pee?" he asked with a devilish grin.
"It's okay," she murmured quietly, "it's just pee."
"So, if you don't want me to tell your mother that you came home drunk and were practically naked and without panties in the bathroom," he grinned and turned to her, the tip of his stiff cock again only centimeters from her lips, "then come here and hold my cock while I piss."
Sabitha didn't react at first, nor did she move. Then, hesitantly, she crawled beside him and stood up. She extended the fingers of her right hand and grasped his thick penis. It was the first time in her life she had ever touched a man's penis.
"I don't want you to do anything to Mom," she said uncertainly, aiming the tip of his throbbing penis towards the toilet.
After about a minute, Arthur could no longer urinate because his penis was too hard in his daughter's hand. He reached down, placed his hand on hers, and slowly moved it up and down his 15-centimeter-long penis.
"Yes, keep doing that," he said hoarsely. "Just get on your knees so you can see him really well."
As she repositioned herself, he reached down and pulled her crop top over her head, leaving her completely naked. He told her to take his penis in both hands and continue stroking it while he gently caressed her flat, light brown nipples.
Within moments, her hands were smeared with his watery pre-ejaculate, and he was on the verge of coming. He dropped to his knees and told her to lean back with her knees spread. He aimed his penis at the hairless skin above her virgin labia and sprayed jet after jet of his creamy semen onto her mons pubis, her thighs, and the tight cleft between her slender thighs.
"Now lick my cock clean," he said when he finally stopped coming.
“No… no… I can’t do that,” she murmured, staring at the streaks of her father’s sperm dripping through her labia and down the insides of her thighs.
Arthur stopped, because he had already done more with his daughter than he had ever dreamed of, from sniffing her worn, stained panties while masturbating when she was barely dry. He simply stood up, pulled on his boxer shorts, and left the bathroom.
“Don’t come home drunk again, or I’ll have to tell your mother,” he said with a mischievous grin as he reached the door before turning and disappearing, “and do much more to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget.”
Sabitha watched him go, pulled her panties over his drying semen, and walked uncertainly to her bed, unsure what to make of her very unusual first sexual experience.
In the following weeks, Sabitha worried that her mother might find out about the night she had been drunk and what she had done with her father. Her mother was the one who enforced discipline, so she worried about possible punishments. On the other hand, her father's behavior and the way she so readily followed his instructions stirred feelings in her that she didn't understand.
One day, she accidentally went into the bathroom while her mother was getting ready for work. She was only wearing panties, as the bathroom was just a few meters from her room. Her mother flew into a rage and screamed at her, saying her father might see her still-flat breasts and it wasn't fair to force him to do that. She fled back to her room while her mother continued to rant.
While waiting for her mother to leave for work, Sabitha jotted down a short note on a small piece of paper. After her mother left, she went back to the bathroom, pulled off her panties, and put on one of her father's dirty T-shirts, which barely covered her firm buttocks and smooth, bare pussy. Then she went into the living room, where her father was again sitting in front of the television wearing only his boxer shorts and a T-shirt, and handed him the folded note. She sat down on the floor in front of him with her legs crossed, giving him a glimpse of her hairless pussy beneath the shirt.
“If she only knew,” her father read aloud, before looking down at her with a devilish grin, still holding the note in his right hand.
"Oh, so you remember," he said quietly, as the bulge in his boxer shorts grew noticeably larger.
“Yes,” she replied simply, leaning on both arms to deliberately give him a better view of her slightly gaping labia.
“Me too, quite clearly,” he grinned, shifting slightly before adjusting his stiff penis in his boxer shorts, the glans peeking out through the opening at the front. “Is that my T-shirt?”
“Yes.”
"Take it off," he commanded sternly, boring his gaze into her.
“I can’t,” she replied, even though she knew he could see her stiff nipples through the thin fabric.
"Of course you can," he replied, his hard penis pressing against his boxer shorts.
“I’m naked underneath,” she said unnecessarily.
"So what... take it off."
For a moment she just stared at him before standing up, pulling his T-shirt over her head, and tossing it aside. Then she sat back down, her legs tucked underneath her so he couldn't see her pussy as well.
“Why were you naked under my T-shirt?” he asked, crumpling up the note and putting it aside.
“Because Mom yelled at me to cover myself in your presence, I covered myself,” she replied quietly. “Not anymore, because you told me to take it off.”
"Do you know what happened the last time I saw you naked?"
“Yes.”
"And do you want to do that again?" he asked hoarsely.
"If you want," she replied, her small, brown nipples hard as ball bearings. "You decide what we do together, or you decide what you do with me."
"Then come here and sit down here," he murmured, patting the seat next to him on the sofa.
She stood up and slowly walked towards him as he pulled his boxer shorts down over his hips. His fully erect penis stood straight out of his crotch as he turned to face her.
"Stroke it like you did last time," he said, reaching out to twist her hard nipples between his fingers.
She took his penis in both hands and gently stroked it up and down. Within moments, his pre-ejaculate began to spurt from the tip and run over her fingers.
"Are you going to try sucking my cock this time?" he groaned as his climax rapidly intensified.
“I don’t know how,” she replied innocently and without contradiction, while his penis throbbed in her hands.
"Just take it in your mouth and move the head up and down while your lips enclose it," he explained, holding his penis erect for his daughter. "Only take as much in your mouth as feels comfortable... for the moment."
Sabitha leaned forward and took the warm, throbbing head of his penis into her mouth. Arthur extended a finger to part her tight labia. Sabitha moaned softly as he pressed his finger into her tight, virginal entrance, instinctively opening her legs to make it easier for him.
Arthur felt her young vaginal canal grow warmer and more slippery as he pressed his finger a little deeper inside, until he touched the remaining, frayed edges of her hymen. He withdrew his finger and briefly circled the tiny, hard nub of her developing clitoris.
“Oh God, I’m going to cum in your mouth if you keep going like this,” he groaned as his 15-centimeter cock slid deeper into her mouth than he thought possible. “Let’s go somewhere so I can make you feel good too.”
Sabitha merely looked up and nodded in agreement as he withdrew his throbbing penis from her mouth. He carried her to his bed, laid her head on her mother's pillow, and spread her knees wide apart.
"You have a beautiful pussy, much more seductive than your mother's," he said hoarsely, his breath coming in gasps of lust. "Is it okay if I kiss you... down there?"
Sabitha answered him silently by lifting her hips so that her pussy was even closer to his face. He hesitated long enough to inhale the scent of her sex with a hint of her piss. His twelve-year-old daughter moaned softly as he showered her entire body with kisses, starting at her underdeveloped breasts, down to the top of her tight cleft, and then along the inside of both thighs, from her knees to her prominent mons pubis.
"I'm going to lick you now," he murmured, sliding his hands under her buttocks to pull her even closer, "and put my tongue into your sweet, warm cleft, taste your pleasure and explore your asshole."
When his daughter only whimpered softly, Arthur lifted her legs and began licking and exploring them with his tongue. Sabitha flinched and let out a soft cry as his tongue circled and explored the tight sphincter of her anus. A moment later, he was licking his way through her now warm, wet pussy, getting his first taste of the juices that seeped from her tight entrance.
Sabitha writhed with growing arousal as his tongue reached her small clitoris. Her whole body tensed as he first encircled the sensitive tip with his tongue and then sucked it into his mouth. He gently held the base between his teeth while his tongue circled the delicate tip.
Without realizing what was happening, Sabitha grabbed her father by the hair with both hands and lashed out wildly. Her first orgasm triggered an unprecedented tingling sensation throughout her body. She cried out loudly and kicked uncontrollably until the sensations slowly subsided.
As his cock ached and a steady stream of precum sprayed onto the sheet beneath him, Arthur licked and sucked his twelve-year-old daughter's clitoris until her orgasm subsided. She slumped back and pushed his head away. He placed her ankles on his shoulders and crawled between her legs until the tip of his cock pressed against the tiny, dark entrance to her cunt.
“I… I… don’t want… sex… Daddy,” she murmured softly as he moved the tip of his penis up and down inside her wet, pink pussy.
"That's alright, darling, I won't go inside you this time," he said, remembering the last remnants of her hymen as his pre-ejaculate coated the inside of her tight lips. "But I'm coming... right now."
His body tensed, and one gush of his warm, creamy semen after another spurted out. He held the tip of his penis directly over the entrance of her vagina, so that much of his semen spurted a short way into her canal, while the rest smeared her cleft, her mound, and her asshole.
Arthur collapsed on his side next to Sabitha as he reached his climax. A moment later, he turned to her with a mischievous smile.
"Are you going to lick my cock clean now?" he asked, as his glistening penis went limp while he propped himself up on his elbow.
Sabitha didn't say a word, simply knelt down, pushed him onto his back, and took his penis in her mouth. He ran his fingers through his daughter's hair as he looked down over his stomach, watching her take his penis deeper and deeper into her mouth. Soon he became hard again, and a few more drops of his semen spurted onto her tongue. Sabitha continued to suck him until his penis was completely limp, then she looked up and grinned at him, long after she had swallowed his semen.
They stayed on his bed for a few more hours. Sabitha breathed in the scent of her mother on the pillow and listened as he revealed his fantasies and desires to her, told her what he wanted to do with her and with her, and reveled in stories about his past encounters with men and women.
His penis became erect twice more. She brought him to climax once with her hands and then again with her mouth. In between, he showed her how she could orgasm herself using her fingers.
She had three more orgasms.
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