Preacher's Sinful Daughter Ch. 02

"Yes, yes, yes," the woman being pleasured by the other two moaned.

"Oh, my Lord," I gasped, watching in fascination of one woman sucking another's nipples.

I had only the vaguest idea that women did things like that with each other. I had heard lesbian or dyke whispered a few times. My pussy dripped juices down to my skirt, forming a wet spot. I shoved a pair of fingers into my depths, reaming them in and out as I watched the women more than the men. They kissed and licked each other, including between their thighs.

They licked each other's pussies.

They both enjoyed the mutual cunnilingus while the man took turns fucking them. I rubbed my clit all through the movie, wondering what it would be like to be with a woman, to lick her pussy and have her lick mine. Would it feel different than Daddy's mouth and tongue? Would she taste different than mine?

"Pair of dyke whores," the man fucking them grunted. The women were both licking each other's pussies, one atop the other, while the man fucked the woman on top's cunt. "Licking each other's twats."

"Dykes," I groaned, my toes curling. "Oh, wow. Oh, my, Daddy, that's so sinful. Look at them lick each other."

His hand touched my knee, stroking it. I shuddered, his touch sending an immediate rush of pleasure shooting down my thigh. I groaned and squirmed. I bit my lip as his touch built the growing pleasure in my pussy.

"Do you want to lick another woman's cunt, whore?"

"I think I do, Daddy," I gasped. "Does that make me even more of a sinner?"

"Yes."

His hand squeezed.

"Oh, Daddy," I gasped, my face contorting and my orgasm burst through me.

My pussy convulsed on my fingers. Hot waves of bliss shot through me. My gasps echoed through the theater as I trembled. Hot, wonderful pleasure billowed out of my cunt. It was so sensual and blissful. My eyes rolled back in my head. I shuddered and shivered and shook.

My eyes were locked on the screen. The woman on bottom was orgasming, too. The lady on top had her face buried into the cumming woman's snatch, lapping up her juices. I bet they tasted wonderful. I ripped my fingers from my pussy and sucked them into my mouth while I frigged my pussy with the other.

I needed to cum more.

I savored the tart flavors as my eyes were locked on the screen. Daddy kept stroking my thigh as I worked myself towards another orgasm. The man pulled out of the woman on top's cunt and both women moved, pressing their faces together.

He came on them, painting both their faces. And then they turned and licked each other clean. "Oh, Lord, that's sinful," I gasped, shuddering, imagining what it would be like to taste Daddy's jizz on another woman's face. "Oh, Daddy. Oh, yes."

"Are you going to cum again, little girl?" a husky voice asked from my right.

I gasped, seeing a man jerking his cock sitting two seats down from me. He stared right at me as I rubbed my pussy. His eyes hungry, his dick hard. I groaned, my pussy clenching on my fingers. He was watching me.

"Yes," I gasped, my head arching.

"What a tasty whore," another man said.

"Cum, whore," a third said.

I gasped. The men in the theaters had gathered about me, watching me frig my cunt. I shuddered and felt so wicked. I threw my legs up high and planted them on the backs of the chairs before me. I rubbed my fingers so deep into my pussy. I switched hands, plunging the fingers from my right back in so I could savor the flavor staining the fingers of my left.

"Shit," the man two seats down grunted and then his cum erupted, painting the back of the chair.

Which was such a waste.

"Yes, yes, cum watching me rub my cunt," I moaned.

"You are such a sinful whore," Daddy growled, clutching my leg possessively.

"I am!" My pussy convulsed on my fingers. Pleasure exploded inside of me. "I am a sinful preacher's daughter! I'm cumming so hard! Yes, yes, yes, yes!"

My chair creaked as I thrashed. My second orgasm boiled through my body. I gasped and moaned, my pussy convulsing about my fingers. My eyes rolled back in my head. I whipped my blonde hair around as I shuddered. My breasts strained my bra. They were large and round and I wish they were bare so all the guys could see how lovely they were.

My orgasm peaked. Men groaned around me. A few applauded while others called me such vile names. I groaned at each one as I slumped into my chair, breathing heavily. The applause grew louder. I drank it in as I pulled my sticky fingers out of my mouth.

And sucked them into my mouth. I loved how I tasted. I wanted to find out if other women tasted just as good.

And then Daddy stood up. He seized my arm and yanked me to my feet. "Daddy," I gasped in shock as he led me to the aisle. "What's wrong, Daddy?"

"My daughter is a whore," he growled. "And she needs to be taken into the bathroom and fucked!"

"Oh, yes, Daddy," I groaned in utter delight.

"Daddy?" one guy said.

"Holy shit, is she really his daughter?"

"Fuck, that's hot."

"The bathroom. Use the last stall, man. She'll enjoy it. Slut like that. Oh, yeah."

"I know," Daddy said. "The whore's earning her keep today."

All these men knew I was about to be fucked by my father. I beamed at them as Daddy dragged me along at a hurried pace. They stood, following, watching, their eyes hungry at my skirt. It swayed about my knees, my bobby socks clinging to my calves. I put a sway to my step and blew them kisses with my free hand.

It was bright in the lobby. I winced and and stumbled after Daddy. He yanked me into the men's room, the door swinging shut behind us. He marched me to the last stall, just like the others suggested. It appeared twice the size of the others.

I guess more room for fucking.

"Oh, you are just eager for my sinful hole, Daddy," I purred when we entered the stall. I held up my fingers. "There's still some juices left."

I groaned as Daddy sucked my fingers into his mouth. It made me tingle as he savored the flavor of my cunt. Then I pulled them out and kissed him hard. His lips were strong. His hands went around me, gripping my ass, pulling me tight into his bulge. I melted into him, tasting traces of my tart cunt on his lips as I humped against him.

I moaned throatily as I ground on him. The bathroom door swung open. I could hear the men from the theater enter, voices echoing. They were eager to hear us. I broke the kiss and arched my neck, moaning, "Oh, Daddy, I need your cock in me."

"When I'm ready, whore," Daddy growled, his hands unbuttoning the blouse of my sleeveless dress.

"Yes, Daddy," I groaned, eager to bare my tits. They were bigger than Mother's. Nice, round, Double D's, the envy of the girls at school.

He exposed my bra. His hungry hands pushed the cups over my tits. They bounced out, and he bent down, latching onto a nipple. I gasped in delight as he sucked, the pleasure shooting straight down to my pussy. He squeezed my other breast as he suckled, loving my nipple. I leaned back and bumped the toilet. Off-balanced, I fell down on the seat.

Daddy followed my tits down. He sucked back and forth on my pink nipples as I leaned against the toilet, my blonde hair spilling out behind me. My pussy itched, eager to be filled, but Daddy wanted to love my body first.

"Oh, yes, Daddy, suck my tits," I moaned, my head lolling.

The toilet wasn't centered in the stall. It rested closer to the divider separating this stall from the next one. And there was a hole in the divider. The hole was about the size of my fist, drilled through to the other side. As Daddy suckled, I stared at the hole.

Why was it there?

And then, in answer to my unspoken question, a hard, thick cock thrust through it, the tip beading with a drop of precum. It was fleshy and thick and aching. A dollar bill came along with it, waggling crisp and green at me. I blinked in shock, staring at the dick, wondering what was going on.

"Daddy?" I asked.

He popped his mouth off my nipple long enough to moan, "You're a whore, figure it out."

A dollar bill... The man wanted to pay me to do something with his cock. I reached out and took the bill, then I seized the cock. I stroked it with my left hand and moaned, savoring the wicked thrill. I had no idea who the man on the other side was. He could be anyone.

It was like the anonymous trick I tried with Daddy in the dark baptismal changing room, only it was my turn not to know who my lover was.

"Fuck," the guy on the other side groaned as I stroked him. His voice sounded so hot and throaty.

He loved my hand. It made me feel so wicked while Daddy kissed down my stomach, pushing my dress off my hips. I groaned and shifted as he nuzzled my bellybutton. I gasped, the toilet seat creaking beneath me. I knew where Daddy was kissing to.

"Are you going to suck my cock or not, whore?" the man on the other side growled. "Didn't pay you for a handjob."

My eyes widened. I glance down at Daddy. He stared up at me, eyes hot. And then I realized he knew about this hole. He brought me here to show me off in the theater and then to suck men's cocks through the hole like a whore.

"Sorry, sir," I gasped, leaned over, and licked the cock.

"Fuck," the man groaned as my tongue slid up the tip of his dick and gathered his precum. "That's more like it, whore. God, you are good. Put that young mouth to work. Suck me. Lord, I'm going to dump my cum right down your throat."

"Ooh, you're such a wicked man," I groaned. "I'm only eighteen."

"Shit."

I sucked the tip of his cock into my mouth as Daddy pulled off my dress completely. I was naked, save for my shoes and socks. He kissed up my thigh as my mouth bobbed and my tongue swirled about the stranger's dick. I put to use all I had learned sucking Daddy's and Deacon Bill's cocks, my pussy growing juicier.

I moaned when Daddy's lips reached my wet pussy. He nuzzled into my golden curls as I bobbed my mouth faster. It was so hot. I had a cock in my mouth while Daddy licked and nuzzled at my pussy. His tongue flicked up through my folds and caressed my clit. I moaned about the dick in my mouth, my hand fisting his lower shaft.

"Shit," the man grunted. "Oh, God, this is too much. Lord, what a hot mouth. Fuck!"

Cum spurted into my mouth. I groaned, swallowing the flood. It was so thick and creamy. It warmed my belly. Flutters of delight raced to my pussy, warming my cunt and making me squirm even more. Daddy's tongue was wonderful as he licked through my folds. He tongued me faster and faster. The dick in my mouth withdrew.

"I sucked his cock, Daddy," I groaned. "I drank every drop. It was wonderful."

Another cock thrust through the hole, this one a little darker and fatter. A dollar bill wiggled beside it. I snatched it, holding two bills crumpled in my right hand, and leaned over, licking and swirling at the tip, teasing the man.

"Shit," he groaned. "That's it, little whore. Shit, that's nice."

"Uh-huh," I moaned, trembling on the toilet. "Daddy's licking my pussy while I lick your cock."

"Fuck. God, that's hot."

I giggled then sucked his cock into my mouth. I shuddered and sucked hard as Daddy's lips nuzzled at my clit. My thighs tightened about his head as he licked and sucked. The more he pleasured me, the more enthusiastic my blowjob became. I sucked and moaned and swirled my tongue over the man's cock. I loved every second of it.

It was so wrong and nasty. I savored the feel of his dick in my mouth as I humped into Daddy's licking tongue. He was amazing. He sent pleasure flooding through my pussy as he devoured me. He loved me.

The dick in my mouth spurted. Wonderful, salty cum, a little stronger in flavor than the last guy's, flooded my mouth. I gulped it down, my orgasm growing closer and closer. I let out a wanton moan as the second cock withdrew from my lips.

"Thanks, slut. Needed that."

"Me, too," I moaned. "So yummy."

Daddy growled and jammed two fingers into my cunt, fucking them in and out hard. I bucked on the toilet. My entire body shook. He was so aggressive with his pussy licking. My clit ached as his tongue lathed it. A third cock thrust through the hole, but it was too difficult to lean over and suck on it as rapture erupted from my pussy.

I was cumming.

"Yes, yes, yes, make your little girl cum so hard, Daddy. Oh, Lord, yes. Oh, yes. I'm cumming so hard."

"I don't fucking care how hard you're cumming, slut, suck my dick," growled the third man.

"Just...just..." I tried to speak, but the pleasure roaring out of my pussy only let me gasp and moan.

Daddy's thrusting fingers stirred me up while his licking tongue made me ache. I trembled and writhed. The pleasure burned through me. It was amazing. My legs thrashed while my eyes stared at the waiting dick and the crisp dollar bill.

My body heaved a final time. I groaned, Daddy's fingers slowing as my pussy stopped spasming. I shuddered, breathing in deeply. The wonderful, buzzing delight of my orgasm sank through my body. I licked my lips.

"Sorry, sir," I moaned, grasping his dick and taking his bill. "I was distracted by my daddy."

"Just suck my dick, slut," he groaned. He sounded like he was in pain.

I really had to help him then.

I sucked his dick into my mouth as Daddy stood up, face smeared with my cream. I smiled about the cock in my mouth, glad I drenched Daddy with my orgasm. He undid his belt and unzipped his slacks. His cock came out, hard and aching for my cunt.

"On your knees, slut," Daddy growled.

I didn't let the wonderful cock in my mouth pop out as I slipped off the toilet seat. I knelt on the cold tiles, bracing my hands against the stall divider. I bobbed my mouth as I wiggled my ass at Daddy. Saliva ran down my chin and neck, mixing with the cum already staining me.

Then Daddy fell behind me and buried his dick into my dripping snatch with a single thrust. My pussy rejoiced. Fingers were wonderful, even Daddy's fingers, but they were no substitute for his cock. My cunt clenched down on his girth. I moaned, sucking even harder on the dick in my mouth as I humped back against Daddy's thrusts.

"Oh, shit, her father's fucking her," the man I blew groaned. "Lord, that's wrong!"

His cock erupted a moment later. He fired so much cum, it overflowed my mouth before I could swallow it all. Lines of cum dripped down my chin to my throat. I groaned, savoring the feel of his jizz working towards my tits as I rocked back and forth into Daddy's hard thrusts.

The cock popped out of my mouth, allowing me to gasp, "Yes, yes, fuck my cunt, Daddy, while I blow all these men."

"You love working the glory hole, slut," Daddy growled, his dick driving so deep into me.

My eyes widened. Glory hole. What a wonderful word for this amazing hole that provided cock after cock for me to suck. A fourth one already thrust through, pink and aching. I sucked it into my mouth with an enthusiastic moan as my answer, my hips bucking back into Daddy's thrust.

It was wild. Daddy fucked me hard. His balls slapped over and over into my clit, driving my pussy wild. My mouth sucked so noisily. The men I blew never last long. The thrill of a barely legal girl blowing them while her daddy fucked her from behind was too much for the men.

Hot, salty, wonderful cum pumped over and over into my mouth. I savored each man's cum. I loved hot it tasted, different from the last. Some stronger, some sweeter, some thicker. I gulped them all down, my mouth and throat coated in the creamy treat.

"What a whore," Daddy grunted as I sucked the cocks. "Working that harlot's mouth up and down their dicks. How much money have you made, slut? Five, six dollars. How many cocks will you suck before you're done?"

I wanted to scream, "All of them." But I had a dick in my mouth that I was too busy sucking it to answer.

I lost track of the number cocks I blew and loads of cum I swallowed. My right hand clutched an ever-growing fistful of money. More cum ran down my chin to my tits. I loved the nasty feel of a man's cum dripping off my nipples as I rocked back and forth, impaled on my daddy's cock.

And that made it so intense. My preacher father fucked me as I sinned so much. My pussy gripped his dick, drinking in the friction as the very idea of what we were doing sent shudders through my body. I was a whore. Literally. I had a fistful of dollars and another cock in my mouth to prove it.

My orgasm was intense. I moaned so hard about the dick in my mouth. My pussy convulsed and spasmed about Daddy's dick. My hot flesh milked his cock, eager for more of his taboo cum to spill into my depths.

"Sin churns your cunt to a froth, harlot," groaned Daddy. "My little Alexandra is a whore. She loves sucking cock and drinking cum."

His words kept the orgasm burning hot through my body. I slammed my hips back as I guzzled down another load of cum. My belly ached, but I kept swallowing. I didn't care. I had to drink as much of it as I could.

And then another cock took its place.

It was all so much. The pleasure rushed over and over through my body. Cum spurted down my throat. My knees ached, and I didn't care. I just had to keep sinning. Daddy's cock thrust so deep into my pussy. He kept fucking me harder and harder, keeping my cumming and moaning and sucking cock.

And then he grunted. He slammed into my depths. His dick spurted while the cock in my mouth erupted. Both men groaned, calling me a whore as their jizz spilled into my body. I received it from both ends.

Hot, incestuous jizz in my cunt. Warm, salty cum in my belly.

My orgasm intensified. I shuddered, my screams of passion muffled about the dick in my mouth. And then it withdrew and I gasped, "Yes, yes, yes, Daddy. Cum in my cunt. I love it. I love it when you do that. I'm your whore, Daddy. Your naughty, sinful harlot."

"Yes," he grunted and thrust a final time, his cum spilling into me.

I sucked more cocks after that. I satisfied every one. When they were finally all satiated, I had thirty-one dollars. Daddy took half. "Whores have pimps," he told me as he pocketed the money.

I nodded my head and stumbled out of the bathroom.

I couldn't believe how much of a mess I was. My face was sweaty and flushed. Cum stained it. It dripped down my lips to my tits, the older jizz already dried. I swiped up globs of it, bringing the salty treat to my hungry mouth before I washed myself off at the sink while Daddy watched.

"Do you still want to be a whore, slut?" Daddy asked.

"Yes," I nodded. "Yes, I do, Daddy. I love it."

He stared at me when I said that while I used paper towels to wipe off the combined jizz of over a dozen men--I was fairly certain I sucked each cock at least twice. He watched me, thinking. I wondered what was going through his head as I dressed.

We drove back home in silence. I was sleepy from all my orgasms and cock sucking. Daddy had fucked me a second time while I blew those cocks, and I lost track of my orgasms. It was wonderful. I think I even fell asleep for a bit, rocked by the car, because I didn't remember most of the return trip. Just Daddy parking before our house.

"Come on, harlot," Daddy said. "We're home."

"Mmm, I hope dinner is ready. I'm famished."

"Didn't eat enough?"

I giggled, patting my belly. "It was delicious but not very filling. I could use more." I arched an eyebrow. "Care to top me off, Daddy?"

He shook his head. "Lord, what a sinful, wanton temptress you have placed in my life."

He climbed out of the car and headed for the front door. I followed, beaming with satisfaction. Dinner was just being finished when we walked in, Mother wearing her apron over her dress, a huge smile on her lips.

"There they are. How did the mission work go?" she asked.

"Well," I beamed. "I think we helped a lot of men out. I heard so many praises today." All those men gasping God and Lord as they came in my mouth. "I think I really touched them."