Family Secrets by Moon Lightwood

was practically dancing with glee. Her
mouth had felt so good all he wanted to do was cum inside of
it.
    And just as the muscles of his shaft began to
jerk with the first convulsions of his climax, Brittney lifted her
head from his lap, and in the process extracted his cock from her
mouth for the most part even though the head of his dick was
resting against her lips still, she'd screamed, "I'm coming, Daddy!
Don't stop! I'm coming!"
    Just as the words left her mouth, a stream of
hot semen burst from the head of his erect penis, most of it
shooting straight up in the air. He hadn't been sure of the last
time he'd cum that hard or that much at once without pounding
someone's pussy hard and fast for at least half an hour, and the
explosiveness of his orgasm had stunned them both.
    Even as Brittney had screamed that she was
about to cum, she hadn't stopped pumping his cock that was so slick
with her saliva that it had been splashing around on his shaft
through her closed palm; having a ton of his cum dribble down the
sides of his cock had only added to the madness of the
situation.
    As he came, Luke had felt the walls of
Brittney's pussy undulate around the two fingers that he'd had
going in and out of her at lightning speed, and that had made him
cum even more.
    Glassy-eyed and ultimately dazed, as his
orgasm tapered off, Luke had looked down at Brittney as she'd
licked along his hard-on, lapping up all of the semen she could on
her tongue, swallowing it as if it were the best dessert she'd had
in a while. Once she was done, she'd sat up on her haunches,
letting his diminishing erection fall onto his jeans with a thump
that was hardly heard, but it was one that Luke had definitely felt
because he'd grimaced slightly the second his extra-sensitive cock
made contact with the material. When he'd looked up at Brittney,
however, she'd had a rather sardonic smile on her face, one that
said she knew all about what he was feeling—especially his dick
that had just spewed a massive load everywhere they could see—and
she'd dropped his thick joystick the way she had on purpose.
    He also saw something else very disturbing
when he'd looked up at her smiling face. There was cum in her hair,
cum dripping down one side of her face heavily, cum on her nose,
lips, and chin; some of his cum had even gotten on her neck and had
smeared over her tiny top. It was the same little girl that he'd
once upon a time tried to do her hair for school, and failed. It
was the same little girl who had dragged him for ice cream after
her softball match when she was ten. The same little girl who he'd
bought dolls for so he could wrap and put under the tree for
Christmas.
    That same little girl had grown up mostly by
then and she'd just sucked his cock until he'd shot cum all over
her face. He'd also just had his fingers inside that same girl's
pussy and had felt her orgasm ripple around his own flesh.
    And there she was smiling at him. Smiling,
and swiping a dollop of his cum as it rolled beneath her bottom lip
with her index finger and sucking it right off as if it were icing
on a cake. She did the same thing a couple more times with a few
more extra smears of his cum and all he could do was look at
her.
    "You taste good, Daddy," she'd said with a
giggle and the blood in his veins had turned ice cold.
    He'd opened his mouth to say something to
her, but no words had come out. But he needn't have worried.
Brittney had already started to pull her top down and she was
looking for her panties before anything reasonable could form in
his mind by way of conversation or appeasement.
    Just before she'd left the room, however,
she'd put a finger to her lips and said to him, "Don't worry,
this'll be our little secret. Just like what Scott and I do is a
secret." And with those words she'd bounded out of the room,
leaving Luke to ponder over her parting words.
    After Susan came home that day, and Luke had
had time to think about what he'd done, he'd felt as if his guilt
had