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The Reverend Joshua and His Emma Ch. 01

By: Sumddy



Chapter I of 6: The Devil's Mischief, 2010

Reverend Joshua had been hornier than he remembered being in a long time. Out in the field of his farm that he worked with his daughter, Emma, every breeze that day seemed to make his cock stir with images of his little girl. Particularly images just the other night inadvertently seeing his little Emma bathing. Eighteen and well endowed like his mother, her breasts too large for her tiny petite frame, she was like an orchid, so ripe and soft and bemusing The Reverend Joshua could barely contain himself from stealing glances at his daughter at every opportunity. He loved his daughter, respected her and care for her, but he lusted for her as well.  

Unable to stand not touching the beckoning throbbing meat of his cock any longer, Reverend Joshua alone in the field squeezed the thick meaty manhood of his large thick cock through his overalls. Thumb down, his fingers pinching his cock into the heel of his palm, sideways through the fabric, gripping himself in his palm, around his aching erection, rubbing it, squeezing, pulling, the electric sensations penetrating every fiber of his being, images of his loving daughter so ripe and tender and he knew so sweet to the taste flashed through his imagination. 

He'd done the unthinkable the night before, an act that would forever set in motion an unstoppable path forward; after Emma had gone to bed, he retrieved her undershorts, and breathed in the fragrance of his daughter's pussy. Worse, he'd pressed the crotch of her panties to his nose, pressed his tongue into the soft cotton, and licked. 

Joshua groaned out loud wrapping as much of his hand around his needy cock as he could through his pants. Sliding his hand around himself up and down with the fabric, his cock swelling harder and harder still, he growled fiercely enough the horse tried to look past it's blinder's back toward him. 

The sun hot on his face, his breathing deep and long, faster and faster with images of his little Emma coursing through him Reverend Joshua could scream he was so indescribably, amazingly aching hard.

The loose material of his overalls allowed him to slide his hand up and down, jacking his cock, the erotic sensations making him crazy with lust, and with no one but the plow-horse anywhere near, he leaned into the wooden handle of the plow for support, closed his eyes and let himself drift deeper and deeper into his erotic imagination.

He rolled the bloated head of his raging hard cock under his palm, right there in the field, the sensations of touching himself, of stroking his erection, thinking of his little Emma naked made his entire body light up and hum with sexual energy.

Images of her struggling, her hands bound above her head made his cock throb with want. Her lovely full breasts swaying and jiggling under her soft white nightgown. Images of her begging him to punish her, that she needed to be punished, that she'd been a wicked, wicked girl, wicked dirty thoughts, a dirty little girl, thoughts the Reverend knew were his own.

He saw himself unbuckle his belt, and her eyes widen. Him pull his belt from around his waist, him threaten to give her a good lashing, his little girl quiver, her lick her lips in anticipation, with want. His huge cock throbbed and ached even more. Images of him raising her nightgown above her tender little hips. Her pushing her lovely bottom out to him, "Punish me, Papa" she'd cry, "such naughty, dirty thoughts, I need, to be, punished, Papa. Make me a good girl Papa, want to be, your good girl. Touch my little pussy, Daddy. My bottom. So wet, Papa, so wet. Touch ... my breasts, Daddy. Please ..." she'd plea. "They hurt, Papa, they ache Daddy, need you to touch them."

The Reverend leaned his head back and groaned. "Yes, baby, Daddy's girl. Daddy's good girl. So wet, lil baby. Mmmm, let Daddy touch you, let Daddy make you feel good, Emma."

His now hugely swollen erection hurt he was so rigidly hard, his cock so swollen, aching for release, felt so fucking good. His entire body seethed with the erotic vibrations pulling on his swollen member caused.

Reverend Joshua almost gasped out loud out under the blue sky "Ohhhh, little baby" he muttered deliriously, "nnnn, good girl, need to be taught, need to be shown" jacking his cock, his little Em looking up at him, her big eyes, her soft voice, "Show me how, Papa. Want to please you, Papa."

"Sweet lord, my little Emma, my little baby, my little girl, my sweet little baby, oooh lord, give me strength, such dirty, dirty thoughts about my little Emma" he struggled, squeezing the head of his enflamed insistent erection he couldn't stop rubbing, the image of little Emma's naked form burning into his imagination, her silky long hair, her pearlescent body glistening in the firelight, her beautiful eyes, her lovely skin, his baby's lips. He imagined their kissing. His little girl's tongue in his mouth. He groaned.

Joshua couldn't shake the constant stream of images going through his mind. His daughter, his little girl, how he wanted to fuck his own little girl. Images of her, releasing his little girl from the rafter in the barn, her hands bound, her body on fire after her thrashing, thrashings he never actually gave her, her gown damp sweaty, hot, on fire with want, her hair wild, her breathing hot and ragged, her legs and bottom red and welted. 

Her on her knees in her soft white gown, her little belly and breasts pressing out to him, for him, him tear her gown open, her breasts spilling out, her eyes wild, her beauty unrelenting. Him releasing his cock from his pants, his little girl's eyes wide, his little girl sucking him into her hot wet mouth, his groaning out, "Ohhh, Emma, yes, little baby, suck Daddy little baby, nnnn, yes, good girl, just like Daddy showed you, good girl." The Reverend worked himself into a raging erotic need, his overalls now stained dark with pre-cum pouring from his cock.

He had violent images of her in a frenzy, begging him, to touch her, him throwing her to the ground, him pushing her back onto the bails of hay, her arms above her head, her hands bound, her not sure, if she wanted him, to take her, her denying how wet she was, how swollen her breasts were with sexual excitement. Her helpless to stop him. Her tender legs spread, her pushing her hot, wet pussy up to him, wanting him to touch her, "Nnnn, Dadddyy" she'd finally moan. Him tear her gown away from her writhing body, her fucking wonderful breasts, her swollen nipples, her lips quivering with want, her eyes begging him. 

He imagined himself between his young daughter's legs, him spreading her legs open with his legs, his long, hard, throbbing cock-flesh buried in his daughters cunny, wet and hot, swollen, pink, and shiny wet, her creamy satin-smooth pussy sucking him inside her, wrapping around him, the glove of her soft creamy hot sex. Her wanting him, him wanting her, begging her father to fuck her. 

He could hear her soft voice turn eager, wanton, "Nnnn, fuck me Papa, fuck your little Emma, Daddy, nnnn, Daddy, yes, slide it inside me. Ohhh Daddy, so big, too big, Papa, ohhhh, nnnn, Papaaaa" gushing all over his huge animalistic daddy-cock fucking up inside his little girl. "That's my good girl, yesss, little baby" the Reverend fantasized, holding her to him by the backs of her thighs, rutting into his lil girl, fucking his huge erection deep into his daughter, his beautiful Emma.

❖❖

Reverend Joshua and his little Emma lived alone together on the outstretched farm some twenty miles from town. The nearest neighbors in 1883 were a days ride away in the wagon, and being so isolated, being so far away from other people for he and Emma to socialize with, her Daddy worried that he wouldn't know how to care for his little baby all on his own; yet he conceded he'd done quite well, he and his Emma had done quite well together. 

Emma was at such a tender growing age. An age where a young girl needed the affections and direction of an older woman, a sister. Joshua thought of his wife, and his mother, Rose, Emma's Grandma. How she would be such a good influence on his little Emma.

He hadn't expected to see his little girl in her bath that night, or expect to see not only how lovely she was, how much older she looked than he'd really noticed before now, how much she'd filled out since he'd last seen her naked when she was much younger, how utterly sexual she appeared to him, but to see her soaped up between her legs, carefully use her mother's rubbing stone he didn't know Emma had found, trimming away her pubic hair, her so beautifully sculpted.

The sight of his little girl naked in the bath had given Reverend Joshua a whole new vision of his young daughter, and a solid erection he had to hide for days on end.

While he didn't know it, Emma had begun to imagine being kissed while her Papa was out working in the fields, and that she thought of him, too. That it was his lips, his mouth she wanted to please.

He was acutely aware of his little girl, her exuding a pure raw wanton sexuality. He saw it in the quick flashes of her smiles, in the way she moved. He'd caught himself questioning if these weren't just the happy, excited, cheerful lovely looks of his loving daughter. Whether these impressions weren't just the devil in him, convincing him she exuded a radiating, pure, wanton ripeness, an aura, an alluring fragrance, and he'd begun to notice that his thoughts of his little Emma had become more, and more, and more sexual.

His impure lustful thoughts about her if he was honest he'd had for some time. Thoughts he shouldn't be having about his own little girl, his daughter, much less as a man of the cloth, but Reverend Joshua hadn't always been a minister and the devil had been tempting him ever since.

Isolated as they were, Reverend Joshua didn't need anyone but his little girl. He and little Emma were far away from the nearest town, and while they'd go in for supplies every month or so, where he'd give a sermon while there, especially now in the late spring, Reverend Joshua and young little Emma were proper folk (even if they were both privately ready to scream with a hidden, secret lust for one another).

It was just him and little Emma for miles and miles, and Joshua had to restrain his lustful feelings for his little girl, the sole feminine presence out here. He'd thought of taking a new wife, but really Emma was all the feminine company he needed; they managed the farm just fine together, and he loved taking care of his little girl, and her him. 

He loved teaching her everything about the farm, the animals, and she was already as knowledgeable as anyone he knew. He loved how she'd show him the world afresh with her insights and interests. They worked well together, got along incredibly well together. They'd become friends out here on the farm alone together, companions, father and daughter.

Even as they'd ride the long trip into town in the horse drawn one-seat carriage, his little girl's thighs rubbing and bouncing against his, their smiles at each other, her scooting closer so her shoulder rubbed and bumped against her father's with the motions of the wagon, because of his new religious beliefs even relieving himself was a spiritual struggle he was reminded in the field that day as he rubbed his erection through his overalls. As he felt that lovely swelling heat in his balls, raising himself to orgasm, his soul raising toward the golden crown at the top of his head.

Joshua's eyes rolled back as he restrained that first sweeping wave deciding to hold on to the pent up arousal, wanting to continue dreaming of fucking his cock into his little girl's hands, into her mouth, between her full breasts.

That he'd become filled with such impure thoughts about his daughter, his little girl, that he'd begun thinking wicked thoughts "the devil's mischief" he'd say, was a battle with a side of himself from before he'd become a minister. Add to that being out here so far from anything with no other relief from his aching balls, the site of the farm animals mating, the females in seasonal heat, even the youngest heifer's and fouls bouncing and jumping, the air full of the narcotic spring heat, the side of him from before he became a minister kept creeping back out. Like when he was pushing the plow, he'd inadvertently press his cock against the wooden gear, his mind would wander, the heat making his imagination wild, remembering his wife, other women he'd known.

The side of him saying,"It's just the two of you out here" he'd catch himself thinking. "She's young, but only a little younger as her mother back then, and her mother loved my huge, hard cock in her little cunny. Em's ready" he'd rationalize, "her body is ripe for a cock. She'd love it, she'd love having a big cock sliding inside her little cunny just like her momma did."

The more he had these thoughts, the more he'd work himself up, the plow jerking him back to his task before drifting back off again into his fantasies.

He'd smile at himself, that he was having these thoughts about his little Emma at all, and then could go further into the fantasy.

Then again, he knew from experience there was some truth to his fantasies as well. "I can see it in her looks, how she stands, how she presses her breasts forward just like her momma" he'd say out loud, to no one but his conscience, "how she hugs me (the Reverend's cock got harder yet), pushing her groin into my legs, her hugs a little too long, a little too close" he thought, pulling his cock to the tempo of these thoughts.

In a moment of guilty pleasure, he cried out loud, "Save me from the devil, lord, sweet lord save me." He stroked his cock, pulled on it igniting a new burst of electric waves. "Oh lord, how I'd love to slide my cock between my little Emma's breasts" (the image of little Emma in the bath, her too large breasts for such a little petite girl, ripe and jutting out, her puffy nipples turned upward), "to slide my cock into her little mouth."

He saw his little girl's lovely lips, her eyes sparkling, her mouth slightly open, the upturned corners of her mouth, her whispering soft little voice, "Let me suck you, Papa." 

Reverend Joshua moaned. Her little pussy would love being licked and sucked he imagined, her bald shiny mound, her tender little flower, her pink wet sex, his tongue gliding through her slippery wet folds, the taste of her, her sweet honeyed cream, remembering the sight of her smooth, naked mound, and the thing was, he was right.

Little Emma's body was constantly on fire, and was making her crazy with lustful thoughts. She couldn't wait to touch herself, and with her Daddy in the fields and her chores done she stole to her little room, to her bed, every day, even forgetting to pull the curtain to the main room closed.

Some days she'd steal away to a little hidden corner of the barn were she could lean into the bales of hay, pull up her work dress and rub her hot, wet little cunny, thinking of her father. She'd rub and squeeze her aching breasts, pinch her nipples through the fabric of her dress, slide her fingers inside, touch her hot flesh. She'd think of her Daddy catching her, his furious wrath, him grab her, pull her by her hair, throw her over the bales of hay to thrash her, and change his mind, deciding instead to show her a lesson.

He'd throw her dress up over her tiny waist exposing her bare naked bottom to the air of the barn. Her little cunny hot and shiny and swollen, open to her father's gaze. 

Emma was quivering wet, her eyes closed, her breathing fast and ragged. He'd undo his pants; she'd hear him undo his belt, unbutton his pants. He'd growl, "such a naughty, dirty girl." Emma strummed her fingers over her clit. "Daddy will show you how to be a good girl for Daddy" and Emma would cum with a shuddering, quaking orgasm.

Today Daddy was again in the fields, and there was no one else around for miles, and Emma felt perfectly safe leaving the door to the cabin wide open, the sweet breeze blowing through the cool shade of their home, gliding over her heated skin.

It was spring, and the openness, the nice weather, all made her young nipples sing under her work dress out under the big open blue sky as she imagined her father discovering her. Even the calves nursing their momma's made her nipples want of her father's mouth, made her imagine him sucking her swollen aching breasts. 

She imagined his mouth on her breasts, "Nnn, Papa, ohhh Papa, yes, suck my nipples, Daddy, nnn" she'd murmur, rubbing her large swollen breasts through her dresses. She knew such lustful impure thoughts were wrong, and they made her want it even more. 

She knew her father would punish her if he knew she imagined his cock in her little hands, in her mouth, pleasuring her own father. But she wanted to, she longed to, she thought about it day and night, each time the thought crossed her mind, her sex would ripple and ache, swell, become slippery. Sometimes she wasn't sure if she was concealing her arousal. If she should any longer.

She knew it had been so long since he'd had a woman. She knew he would take the belt to her if he knew how wet her little cunny was. If he knew how wet she'd get when he punished her, when he'd tell her so forcefully to lay over his knee. She felt him get hard. She could feel how big he was. She wondered if he was punishing her for her purposeful misdeeds, or if he was punishing her because it gave him a reason to touch her, to rub his cock on her little belly. She didn't care which it was.

❖❖

Just that morning Emma had climbed into the tiny attic space and found the luridly shaped piece of wood in her grandmother's wooden chest stored in the makeshift attic up in the rafters of the cabin. 

It was almost hidden, under her grandma's feminine things. Hidden because of it's naughty purpose little Emma knew.

Her grandma's things would fit Emma now, so she'd gone up to see what she might wear. Emma wanted to look older. She was already mature for her age, and she wanted to look older, too, for her Daddy.

Grandma Rose had told her when she was old enough she'd be able to wear some of her hand-me-down under garments and dresses and such, and this day couldn't have come soon enough. She ran the silky cream colored stockings through her fingers, imagining how they would look on her, wrapped around the top of her creamy tender thighs. How her father would look at her, want her, how she'd seduce him. 

She found an under-corset, the kind that pushed a woman's breasts up, that if worn without an undershirt would make her nipples point out ripe and hot for her father's mouth. Emma flushed. She imagined her father catching her wearing it, under her dress, his being furious at her, his losing control, his ripping her dress open, his pulling on her nipples, his big hands on her aching breasts, his hot mouth on her swollen aching breasts.

The women in her family were all "built small" her grandma would say, "Petite, tiny, little gals, but we make up for it under our tops" she'd wink at her little granddaughter already filling out, touching her nipple with the tip of her fingers causing Emma to tingle, wanting her grandmother to touch her again, more.

Emma touched her finger to the wooden phallus. Even though she'd never seen anything quite like it she knew immediately what it was. Even as she touched it tingles of excitement ran up her arm and through her breasts, too large and sensitive for such a little girl. When she and her Papa would go into town, she'd even notice the other women staring, such beautiful breasts for a young woman, not to mention the boys and men, seeing her as marrying age, and when they'd look she'd feel a mixture of embarrassment, pride, and a warm yearning.

She liked it when some of them looked, and she especially liked it when she'd catch her father looking. A yearning she'd experiment with in bed at night under her blankets, when she'd pull her night dress up over her tingling thighs and belly, above her aching breasts, when she'd pretend she was showing them to her Daddy, when she'd pretend her own hot little mouth sucking on her own nipples was her Daddy's mouth. "Look, Papa" she'd say under her breath, "look how big they've gotten. Mmm, Papa, yes, it does feel good when you kiss my breasts, Papa, especially my nipples. Ohhh, Papa, here, suck the other one now, nnn, Daddy."


The Reverend Joshua and His Emma Ch. 01



Emma lifted the wooden phallus from the trunk. She felt that fluttery feeling in her belly, and kneeling in front of her grandma's trunk studied the pinkish blonde wood. Her eyes widened at the reddish purple veins running along its length that spiraled as it rounded at the top. She imagined her father's erection, his steely hard cock. 

The wood was perfectly smooth to the touch, well worn and shiny. She tried to imagine her beautiful Grandma using it, sliding it between her large breasts. The curving thick thing spiraling up inside her. 

Emma felt hot all over. She turned it in her hands, breathing harder, faster her heart racing, her pussy flooding hot wet. It was carved like a spindle for a fancy staircase, with bulging rounds larger and larger until about half way down its length. The varying ridges carved into it's slightly curved trunk, and long, one end more broad to hold on to, each ridge larger than the next toward the top and then smaller around again toward the bottom, the top mushroom shaped like a Roman warrior's helmet. An image she remembered from her school books before the first time she saw her father's huge hard cock. 

She visualized this thick wooden thing inside her, how the ridges would work on her little cunny, how it's design, the ridges, were meant to hold inside her as her little cunny hummed around it. The wooden thing then tapered off slightly toward the tip, the end little Emma knew exactly what it was for, where it was supposed to go, designed to enter her soft pink creamy wet folds. Designed to penetrate her young femininity. Emma shivered.

Her little fingers barely fit around the huge thing in her tiny hands. Quivering with nervous energy, heated, thrilling naughty excitement, her fingers wrapped around its base and Emma's breathing again quickened as she held the stick up close to her mouth.

Her eyes scanning along its length, Emma felt flush and warm all over and had the urge to touch the smooth, thick tip to her cheeks, avoiding her actual thought, that she wanted to kiss it, that she wanted to lick it, that she wanted to practice sucking it into her warm wet mouth, to practice for her father.

Emma's grandma had lived alone, and might one day move in with her and Daddy, but this afternoon Emma had the house all to herself, at least for awhile after her chores were done.

She again thought of her Grandma Rose, her radiant soft smile, the way her eyes would look at you, so alluring, so sexual, how young she was. Emma felt that fluttery feeling in her tummy again. Her Grandma Rose had had that effect on her. She looked a lot like her Grandma people would say, and Emma liked the compliment.

Her Grandma was gorgeous, petite like Emma, with large round breasts, a tapered femininely tiny waist, her hips just right, and slender. She'd walk in such a way that men would trip over themselves as she passed. Rose looked much younger than her years, and was a really very beautiful woman, Emma thought. Emma hoped she's be as beautiful when she grew up as her grandma. 

She remembered how her Grandma Rose had touched her sensitive nipple, the glint in her grandma's eyes, and Emma's little pussy was slippery again, her breasts suddenly hot as she wrapped her fingers around the trunk of wood in her little hands, slid them down its length, her fingers sliding over each successive ridge.

Emma touched one hand between her legs, feeling herself through her dress, the curved smooth stick pressed between her young bosom, closing her eyes as she slid it's huge tip to her lips, the overwhelming sensation causing her eyes to flutter knowing what she would do with this thing in secret.

She'd already been looking for shapes like this, even if she was unaware she was. Maybe that's why she got slippery when she saw it there in the trunk. The perfect shape with the most wicked bulges she thought hotly, her eyes widening as she felt that butterfly feeling in her tummy, and the buttery feeling between her legs again, thinking of her father, his cock hard under her, her draped over his lap as he spanked her, her wishing, wanting her Daddy to touch her.

❖❖

In retrospect Reverend Joshua knew he'd unconsciously been looking for an excuse, any excuse to be closer to his little girl. Closer wasn't quite accurate. They were, close. He and his daughter had a wonderfully close relationship. He'd gone too long without relief though, and his cock was taking him over. Springboard-hard at the slightest provocation, his nerves on edge. He was like a wild animal, a beast. Brimming with confidence, power, his testosterone levels peaked, his body a lightning rod.

Emma had noticed her father's edge; it excited her and scared her at the same time. He got like this occasionally. She'd see him looking at her like he was a wild untamed beast, and she was his prey. She didn't entirely understand what it was that came over her father in moments like this. Or what came over her. The compelling sense she wanted to submit to that power, her want to have him over her, above her, to be utterly female to his masculine maleness. 

She didn't realize his body was the same as hers, that without relief, her body too would feel like it would explode if she didn't touch herself, let herself cum, that this sexual rage had built to an explosive overwhelming place in her father, too.

Joshua had been feeling guilty that his thoughts were so frequently the devils temptations. Almost minute by minute this last week, or two, his thoughts playing through images of his little girl. Images that now had become entire scenes playing through his heated imagination. Scenes becoming more, and more aggressive, of just taking his little Emma.

It was early in the morning. Emma was still in her nightgown. Reverend Joshua kept watching her, looking at her as she moved about the small cabin, doing her usual morning preparations.

Emma had noticed her father had awakened with an erection, a throbbing, seething aching hard erection protruding under his calve length white cotton sleeping gown.

Something in him snapped. Sitting on the edge of his unmade bed, his voice deep, a snarl almost, he at first seemingly calmly called Emma over to him.

He had rationalized his daughter was teasing him in her nightgown, her swaying jostling breasts, her long hair, her young tender hips. Even though this morning was no different than any other morning, she was especially provocative, her breasts so full and firm and jutting out under the thin soft cotton nightdress, her naked form, her sleepy fragrance, something, everything about her, her pheromones in every particle of air around him.

Emma sensed all was not all right. She looked like a deer in the sights of a wolf. Partially stunned, she gingerly walked over to her father.

Before she could say, "Yes, Papa?" he'd grabbed her by her wrist. She saw his eyes look at her breasts shake and jiggle with the violent pull on her arm, her tender little body under her gown, her beautiful long hair wavy and messy having just woken up; to Reverend Joshua, she had that look of a woman wanting to be fucked, and his erection bounced and swayed standing hugely erect under his white gown.

Emma noticed her father's gown unbuttoned to the middle of his chest, his chest hair, the strength of his neck, the hardness of his collar bone. She saw him, handsome, powerful, sensual. In that fraction of an instant, she felt her little pussy become slippery, her body alight.

She hadn't said a word, her mouth hanging open at the suddenness of her father's taking her wrist, before he'd pulled her off balance, pulled her toward him, and in a surprisingly fluid movement had wrangled her over his legs, over his lap, her belly and breasts over his muscular thighs. 

His big hand around her wrist pulled her to him, her arm over his thigh his hip, behind him, against him, to him, and holding her there like she was paper light, the heat of their bodies, the warmth through their nightgowns searing into each others naked arousal. 

So surprised, her eyes wide, she tried to look back at her father's face to see his eyes, to get him to see her as he let go of her wrist, her fingers of both hands steadying herself on the floor, as he then pressed down hard between her shoulders with his left hand hot on her skin through her gown. She felt him pull her by her thigh closer against him on his broad lap with the other, her little bottom high in the air over her father's lap.

Her father hadn't spanked her in some time. She hadn't done anything, purposeful or not in a while. Yet she knew he was about to spank her, and it excited her whether or not she'd done anything to deserve it. She welcomed it actually. Had missed it. That erotic charge, draped over her father's lap, his hold on her like a wild beast. Her nipples were hot and ached. Hs power overwhelming, sexual, erotic.

She felt it. How couldn't she? Her father was hard. She'd seen his huge cock under his gown before he'd even grabbed her wrist. It all happened so fast. She felt her father's hugely swollen, rigid hard cock pressing into her belly. She could sense everything about him tense. She looked back at him. He was looking at her bottom. 

She felt so undignified before she even realized she was raising her bottom to her father's glare. She watched him raise his arm. Her little cunny gushed. Her father's cock swelled, jumped, throbbed under her. The pain was so great, that first clap of her father's big hand on her bottom, the side of her bottom, the side of her upper thigh. She jumped and bounced and he pulled her tighter still.

The second landed squarely on her right cheek, furthest from him. The third, nearly in the same place. Neither of them spoke. She didn't ask why. He didn't offer an answer. She began crying, tears streaming down her cheeks, her little cunny gushing, creamy wet, her nipples aching, her entire body wanting touch, her father's cock raging under her, her bottom on fire.

The fourth clap resonated throughout the small cabin. Emma's entire body jumped from the jolting shock. She cried out. Emma lost track at that point. She could hear the cracks, the pops, the slapping sounds of her father's hand now as hot as her glowing red bottom under her gown.

Her tears ran hot down her cheeks. Her little pussy hummed and was dripping hot wet. She could hear his breathing, feel his heat, his sweat in the heat of the cabin. She heard him groan. His cock was rock hard. Her little cunny was dripping wet. She couldn't almost believe she'd cum several times. Her father tried to suppress his groan. She felt his cock spasming under her. Her gown become damp under her belly. 

The spanking stopped. Them both staying there for several long minutes. Both breathing hard and hot before Joshua helped his daughter stand, barely able to look his little girl in the eyes. 

Emma wanted to tell her father, she'd cum, that he'd made her cum, three, four times. That she wanted more.

❖❖

Emma knew her grandmother was different. She had overheard the gossips talk about her Grandma, the church-ladies the same age as her beautiful Grandma, how they whispered with tightened lips as Emma and her father passed by, that she had been possessed by the devil, that she was an evil, wicked woman who threw herself at men, a "wanton slut" one old woman in town had said. Emma grew angry.

Emma thought of her grandma as being a "free spirit" not evil and wicked, but maybe the old-ladies were right? Maybe she was wicked like her Grandma, and if so, so be it. These feelings in her were something she didn't want to hide, conceal, deny.

Holding the smooth rounded phallus in her tiny hands, Emma was suddenly worried that the devil was in her, too, that he must be, why else would such a little girl be so wet between her legs? Why else would she want to kiss the wooden thing in her little hands, lick it, rub it between her swollen breasts. Why else would her nipples ache and her breasts swell as they did? 

Why else would she not be able to stop herself from touching herself every chance she could? Why else would she daydream about being back in bed at night so she could raise her breasts to her own mouth, imagining her Daddy, her own father, in bed with her? Why else would she become so wet watching heathen animals rutting on the farm? 

Emma licked the wooden phallus in her tiny hands, taking a deep breath, and on the exhale, whispered, "Mmmm, Dadddyyy, want you, in my mouth, Papa. Let me" she moaned as she brushed the smooth wooden phallus across her trembling lips, over her glowing hot flushed cheeks.

She must be possessed, she thought, Satan must he in her too, making her little cunny wet with desire for her own father and making it feel so good. She knew it was wrong, that it was the devil's doing, but she couldn't stop herself, wasn't at all sure she wanted to stop herself. Emma licked the shiny smooth knob of the wooden thing, opened her little mouth, closed her eyes, saw herself kneel in front of her father as he sat in his big chair, saw herself lower her mouth over him as she slid the knob into her wet little mouth.

She decided she'd have to pray a lot if she used this thing in her, if she slid it inside her little cunny, if she continued to imagine her father's kisses, his tongue, his ... cock. If she slid it inside her, she would be inviting the devil inside her body, and she wasn't sure how to get him back out, whether she wanted him out. 

She began sucking on the knob, instinctively, letting it slip slowly wet in and out of her little mouth. Emma touched her seething hot little cunny through her dress. She pictured her father standing before her, his hands in her hair, guiding her, teaching her how to please him

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After finding the smooth wooden stick, little Emma wasn't sure if she'd be able to wait until that night to try it.

She could barely stand waiting to get her chores done so she could slip into the cabin, and try her new toy. She even stood and watched the big bull's cock slide inside the heifer out by the barn; she watched disbelieving, that huge solid thing, wet and shiny, could go so deep inside the young female cow, her swollen sex, slide so effortlessly in and out, spreading the flesh of the girl cow open.

She shuddered with a gush of creamy slipperiness squeezing her legs together, "Nnnn, ohhh god" she hummed, almost doubled over, her little cunny so on fire. Seeing the heifer's look of total pleasure, her total abandon pressing back into the huge bull's lunges Emma felt the rush of excitement, the slippery wetness, imagined herself sliding the carved wooden implement, this huge thing inside her little cunny. She imagined her father behind her, his hugely swollen cock, her nipples tingling and her breasts swelling, his opening his gown, his lifting hers, his big fingers marking her tender hips, him bending her over. Little Emma knew she couldn't wait until that night.

The days heat and her imagination were making her almost faint with her naughty wicked thoughts; the devil had her now, she knew, she was wicked too, just like her grandma. If she was, well, so be it the little girl resigned herself. The minute she saw it there in the attic, the minute she wrapped her little fingers around its girth, she knew what it was for; she had seen the farm animals doing it, and she tingled all over, her heart racing, her eyes big as saucers. She knew it would feel better than her fingers because it could go deeper. Emma wanted it deeper.

She saw herself, her legs spread wide, her guiding this thick thing to her seething, glowing, hot little cunny. The wickedness of it all caused her a shiver, and she tingled all over and shuddered all the way up her spine. Her entire body singing, tingling, in want of something, "this thing" she breathed, squeezing it in her hot little hands.

Even though she felt her thoughts were bad, she wanted it, she wanted to kiss it, she wanted to feel it in her mouth again.

She must resist, she told herself again. Daddy will know what to do. If I can't control myself, if I don't have the strength to stop Satan, Daddy will know what to do. He'll cast the devil out of me, he'll send the wickedness away. I'll try it just this once, and if the devil has me, Papa will know what to do.

She knew, when she finished her chores, when she could, she would go into the cabin while Daddy was still out plowing, that he wouldn't be back for hours.

She didn't want her father to get upset that she hadn't done her chores when he came back in from working so hard in the fields, but the entire time she did them all she could think about was sliding the rounded hunk of smooth wood inside her hot little pussy.

Her fingers were wonderful, but they weren't enough anymore. She intended to slide this hunk of veined hard wood, smooth worn and ribbed from use from her own grandma's cunny for all these years, since she was Emma's age, clenching around it, this, dare she say it, cock, inside her little pussy, just as soon as she finished her chores. 

Emma's couldn't believe how wet she was, and raced to finish feeding the goats and chickens. As she came around the barn she saw the bull eyeing another of the little heifers.

The little girl almost melted right there seeing the older experienced bull mount the young female. She could barely breath as she watched the bull slide inside the young girl cow, to her mooing satisfaction.

An image of Emma's father flashed through Emma's heated thoughts. Little Emma imagined the wooden phallus going inside her as she fell back against the barn, as she pressed her fingers into her little cunny through her dress. She imagined her father's cock sliding inside her, and little Emma almost came right there.

"Help me, feels so good" she breathed out, rocking her little hips into her hands, "want, something, in me, want it..." she trailed off, "in me" as she watched the bull humping into the heifer, the crooning girl-cow. She squeezed her aching breasts, her eyes closed, moaning and mewling, so hot, her little cunny on fire.

She pictured the wooden phallus, inside under her mattress, and she knew it's what she wanted, and she knew the devil must be inside her she worried, but she didn't know what to do, the impulse to touch herself was so strong, the desire to slide that wooden thing inside her beyond her ability to control herself.

Daddy would know what to do, she sighed. The image of the bull and of her father intermingling, the wooden phallus, her Daddy the older bull, sliding, inside her, into her, her wet little bare smooth slit. Emma could barely breathe, didn't breathe, her eyes fluttering, her pussy clenching warm and slippery, wanting something, inside her. "Nnnn, Papa" Emma moaned, "Daddy, in me, Daddy."

It must be Satan making her feel these things, tempting her; she should resist it, him, I'm the minister's little girl after all. I more than anyone should be able to resist the devil and his wickedness. Yet even as she struggled with these thoughts, she knew she would do more than just rub the rounded head of the long smooth curved stick against her slippery pink sex under the covers. She would do more than just slide it between her pressed together breasts, something else the devil had shown her in her thoughts she could do with it. She would do more than kiss it, like she kissed her dolls pretending. This was much more than her fingers pleasuring her little pussy, and she was almost frantic to try.

She'd slide it like a big finger over her tender little virgin folds. She'd get it all wet with herself like she did with her fingers. She'd slide it inside herself, into the place inside that tingled for something, this thing, this big smooth thick thing, that place her fingers couldn't reach, the place she wanted her father to touch.





The Reverend Joshua and His Emma Ch. 01



"No! she told herself, "No devil, stop it! Get out of me, Satan!" She stood up from leaning against the barn, straightened her work dress, tried to gather herself.

Still though, as she walked from the barn her thoughts crept back to the phallus, and to the bull still sliding that huge thing into the crooning cow, that thing, the bull and her Daddy, and she returned to planning how she would slip the phallus insider her, unable to suppress her wicked thoughts.

Images of that thing sliding up inside her, of her spreading her legs for it, stripping off her work clothes, sweaty hot, raising her nightdress, in anticipation, thinking what she was going to do, her little cunny dripping wet, her nipples fiery and swollen under her dress as she quickened her step, imagining what this thing would feel like sliding through her juices deep inside her. 

Little Emma was shaken and damp under her dress, beside herself as she broke into a run towards the cabin and toward the thick, smooth ribbed, wicked, naughty thing she desired hidden under her mattress.

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From the open cabin door Reverend Joshua stood frozen. He watched at first in disbelief his little girl from the doorway. His little girl, laying on her bed in the middle of the day. He'd come in from the fields, his body still tingling, his cock like a hair trigger, hardening at almost any thought of his little girl.

At first he thought maybe she'd taken ill. Then he realized what he was seeing.

Her knees spread impossibly wide, her legs in the air, her toes pointed. His cock twitched. Her pressing against the mattress, raised up on her toes, her eyes closed, her soft shiny wet pussy humping into her tiny wet fingers, her breathing slow and ragged, his little girl naked from the waist down. His cock shifted, filled with blood. Her delicate fingers buried in her pussy. His cock raised inside his overalls.

From his accidental vantage at the door he was looking directly at her rounded bottom and her open little cunny, between her pale smooth thighs. His cock was rigid hard in seconds. Her little bald slit spread open, pink and bare, smooth like a wet fresh peach, her creamy pale skin, soft and warm, her tender flesh undulating, beckoning to her father, her breathing, her groans, her mewling kittenish moans pulling him like a moth to flame. His cock, swollen, throbbed, ached for her.

Right in that split moment, Joshua felt himself give in to what he knew was the devil in him. Satan was making him fill with an unbridled, irreversible lust, seeing his daughter's hot beautiful little cunt, bald and pure and ripe and ready for cock, even if that beautiful little cunny belonged to his little girl, Emma. She was a woman now, and he had a duty as her father, he told himself, as a man he said inside his rationalizing mind.

He felt a flash of anger, of protectiveness. His little girl was being driven by Satan, her legs spread open by Satan, her beautiful pussy exposed to the open room.

Her writhing a sure signal of the devil in his little girl, the devil upon her, on top of his little girl, tempting her with his wickedness, licking at her, teasing and torturing his little girl with his devilish hot prick.

"Nnnnn, nnnnn, uhhhh" Emma groaned, "mmmmm, nnnnn" his little girl mewled. His cock was pounding. He wrapped his palm over it through his overalls, squeezed, and it raged back. Reverend Joshua began jacking his cock through the fabric of his overalls again, as he had in the field, his little girl moaning and wriggling, humping her bald little cunny into her fingers.

Emma's bed faced out into the front room of the cabin, and Joshua watched his little Emma roll on top of the fluffy quilt, onto her right side, her work dress rumpled on the floor next to her bed and her frilly white thin cotton undertop loose and unlaced to her glowing soft belly.

His gaze drawn to her swollen pink nipples pushing their way out from behind the material, making his little baby look like a wanton sexual feast to her Daddy's sex starved eyes, made his cock ache and throb for her like it had in the field, but this was real, not his imagination. He stood there, jacking his huge hard throbbing cock, watching his little girl masturbate. Himself jacking his hugely hard cock, watching his little girl.

Emma groaned and in a quick succession of mewls and moans, breathed out "Nnnnnn, ohhhhh, Papaaaaa, mmm, yesss, touch me, Papaaaa." 

His little baby purred, squealed, hummed. The Reverend's mouth fell open, his eyes wide before he gushed out a breath, squeezed his cock even harder, pulled on his cock even harder.

His little girl's swollen breasts, creamy pale and flush with excitement, her nipples pointed and puffy and swollen bounced and swayed with her motions.

From the door Joshua looked up at her, at the undersides of her conical meaty firm breasts standing so her nipples appeared just that much more pointed and tender, capped like enflamed strawberries, and he was overwhelmed with the desire to take her tender little hips in his big hands, her little cunny humping at his thick, hard cock, his head at her chest, his mouth at his little girl's breasts, squeezing them in his big hands, sucking her exquisite nipples, sucking them, licking them, mouthing them as he looked into little Emma's face, her eyes, his fingers buried in her beautiful pussy. 

"Oh sweet mother of Mary" he breathed out more sexually aroused than he'd ever been, aroused by his precious little Emma, his little girl, his daughter.

The sun was blazing behind him at the doorway, his cock blazing hard in front of him, like a divining rod, her belly and hips and legs in the shaded cabin so pale and fresh and stunningly tender.

Her translucent skin made her seem otherworldly, ripe, glowing, pure, an angel with sexual allure, an allure that tempted him like no other temptation.

An ordained man he shouldn't be looking at his daughter like he was, he knew, but he couldn't help himself. He should have more restraint than other men, he should be able to control his sexual urges, to stop jacking his seething hard cock, but the devil had Reverend Joshua in his devilish grasp, too.

His little girl mesmerizing to look at, her nakedness, her pure nudity writhing on the bed, he stayed there at the door, transfixed, not ten feet from his naked little girl rubbing herself between her open legs.

"Nnnnnn, Papaaaa, your dirty girl, Papa" his daughter mewled into the open air, her legs spread perversely wide, her head rolling back and forth, her pushing her humping pussy into her hands, just feet away. 

"My God, what a vision" the Reverend thought, jacking his hot swollen aching cock, staring at his little girl, suddenly believing he must rescue his little girl from the devil's grasp, from the devil's hot smoldering red prick.

Father Joshua watched little Emma raise her left thigh holding it there suspended off the bed, her back arched, the small of her curved back tapering from her bottom pressed out, her creamy thighs spread apart, so soft and splayed to her wicked minister Daddy's gaze. Her baldness divine, her entire smooth female body open and hungry writhing wet and on fire in heat, his cock in his hand through his overalls salivating at the sight of his daughter.

Joshua could smell the fragrance of her all the way across the room. It was like warm honey, sweet-cream, apple-butter flowery, a fragrance no man could ever forget, hauntingly beautiful, the smell of pussy a nectar that a man honed in on, desired.

He studied his little Emma's girlish, womanly curves, jerking his huge cock, watching her, her dainty and feminine motions, the way her breasts squeezed between her slender arms, her lovely round shoulders, her hips so tender and ready to be firmly held in a man's hands. Her sex, Joshua thought to himself, imagining himself on top of his little girl, his long cock inside her, her spread open, her bucking up to meet his thrusts, was ready for an aching swollen cock to slide inside her, a man's cock, his cock, the devil in both of them, they'd have to heal each other no matter what or how long it took.

Emma raised her fingers to her mouth, and slid them inside, sucking, moaning, tasting herself, "Nnnnn, Papa, kiss me, Papa" unaware her father was watching.

Next: Chapter II: The Bath, 2010 



The Reverend Joshua and His Emma Ch. 02



Chapter 2: The Bath

Emma carried the kettles of steaming hot water one after another to the small tub in the middle of the room, the sound of the water filling the white porcelain metal basin like a rushing brook, the fire crackling and popping in the hearth. 

She liked the feeling of her father watching her. Her movements carrying the hot kettle back and forth, the steam filling the tub making her perspire, her thin white nightgown clinging softly to her rounds, a nightly ritual, just her and her Papa, the Reverend and his daughter together on the rural prairie farm. 

The night before, all alone after her Daddy had gone out to tend to the animals before nightfall, she tingled all over standing in the tub. Pouring the hot silky water over herself, the dripping sounds beneath her, being so naked and wet and soapy and warm; nude, right there in the room where her father had just been too, him just outside. 

Emma fantasized her soapy hands were his, slipping between her thighs, washing her, her pushing her bottom out so he could get her clean like he had when she was young. Him behind her now, now that she'd filled out, him washing her breasts, squeezing, pulling, his breath hot against the side of her face. Her father hadn't bathed her in quite some time, and she missed that intimacy together, just her and her father, his little girl. She imagined him now, her fantasy, his growling hot whispering voice, his words now taking on a whole new meaning. 

"Let Daddy get you all clean, Em. Let Daddy wash you, baby. Bend over so Daddy can wash your bottom, sweetie." 

She missed his big hands lathering her hair. Imagined him now, gripping her hair in his fist, the rumbling from deep within his chest, his voice spilling out "Em. Oh lil baby, you've grown up so much, baby."

Emma imagined her father's big hands all over her, everywhere at once, touching her, feeling her, making her so wet, so hot. "Nnn, touch me, Papa" she breathed out into the hushed cabin, strumming her soapy fingers through her little slit, "nnngggh, Daddyyy, yess, pull on my nipples, Papa" picturing her father naked behind her, her reaching back, gripping his solid hard erection in her little hand, pulling, twisting, squeezing her father's hot throbbing cock so huge in her little hand. 

Emma gushed out a vibrating electric sigh, "Oohhhh god, Daddyyyyy, want, want you in me Papa." She'd pictured the bull rutting with the young heifer. She pictured washing her father's thick swollen cock, tried to imagine it's thick throbbing hardness in her little hands, sliding her soapy little hands up and down her father's hugely hard erection. 

The bathing tub was barely big enough for her to sit in anymore, so she stood like Daddy did and poured water over herself at night with the water heated in the big hearth. She was lovely. Her soft round curves. Her narrow little waist. Her little bottom. Her creamy pearlescent thighs. The way she stretched and bent and leaned, her full ripe swollen hot breasts throbbing and aching to be touched. Images of her father's big hands cupping her bottom, her breasts, her soft warm pink little slit. 

Tending the fire for the tub water, she watched her handsome father sitting and smoking his pipe across the room just as he did each night, just within the flicker of firelight, the few lit candles Emma liked next to the tub illuminating his little girl to his watchful presence. 

Emma smiled, and her father smiled back at her. His pipe-smoke sweet and nutty made her feel warm inside. They often went without saying a word like this, him watching her, father and daughter, spending so much time alone together: Just a simple smile full of thoughts and words and subtle meanings, immense intimacies, a gesture conveying their contentment together. 

They spent every evening like this after a long day on the farm, just the two of them, Emma and her Papa, taking care of each other.

Emma sometimes liked to pretend she was her father's wife, and he her husband; and, not knowing, that was what she was thinking, her father just smiled back, puffing quietly on his pipe, hot, incestuous fantasies of her, his lil Em, filling his wicked thoughts. 

If only he knew his little Emma was having fantasies of him too, hot, naughty, wicked incestuous fantasies. That the devil had taken his lovely daughter over too, that she was imagining her father fucking her, sliding her nightgown up over her tender little hips, tearing her gown away, attacking her aching swollen tits. 

Emma felt the Reverend watch her as she bent over, and leaning further with the emptying kettle, her too large breasts leaning away from her body, her hardened nipples tingling against the material of her nightdress, she wondered if he was hard, watching her. If he imagined her under her nightdress laced all the way to her long neck.

She had no idea how much her body was changing, how her hormones were ablaze inside her when she caught herself pushing her bottom out, catching herself without realizing, and then remembering it's what she saw the female animals do as the males mounted them. She shivered. The way they'd lift their bottoms, push up toward the male, lean down, open their legs, let him inside. 

Standing there, leaning forward pouring the water into the tub, she became acutely aware of her legs slightly spread, aware of her naked little pussy under her billowy nightdress the only thing between her and the room, between her and her Daddy, between her and her Papa's watching, his smile from behind his pipe. 

It was a good thing her father couldn't see under her nightdress, she thought, suddenly self-conscious that her father the Reverend would know her most intimate, private, and impure thoughts. Her holy Daddy, the Reverend, or that he would notice her firm young breasts so swollen and tingling with excitement, that she was picturing the farm animals fucking, him, fucking her. That he would notice her glowing hot nakedness underneath her nightdress, her smooth glistening bald little pussy she'd again just rubbed smooth bare, naked and warm and soft and slippery wet, swollen, ripe, the warmth of the cabin brushing up under her nightgown, fluttering between her legs, her little pussy almost exposed as it was under the billowy thin white fabric. 

Maybe she should tell him now, about how the devil had been tempting her? About how wet her little pussy was, how her breasts ached, how she desired being touched, how she desired him, her own father. How she thought about him that way all the time. 

Maybe she should plead with him to cast the devil out. She wanted to, but she couldn't. What if Daddy thought she was bad, that she was wicked? She felt like she was bad, a wicked, naughty, dirty little girl. She shivered again. Felt conflicted. Loved the feeling of her wickedness. 

What if father the Reverend thought she had invited the devil inside her? Her father was smiling love at her, for his little girl, and here she was having such impure thoughts. Here she was flush with the heat of her breasts and nipples, flush with the heat of images of animals rutting, big hard cocks sliding into warm wet pussies, her so nude under her nightdress, her hot little cunny, that feeling again warm and buttery inside her belly.

Reverend Joshua watched his little girl, her every movement, smiling, smoking his pipe, loving her, wanting her, his cock throbbing hard hidden from her view.

Emma went on filling the tub, again finding herself acting out the pouring, exaggerating her leans and bends, leaning her weight forward so excited she was almost shaking, her one leg extended behind her, her hair cascading around her beautiful face hiding her glowing warm arousal, the slipperiness between her legs, her nipples throbbing hard under her nightdress. She could barely breathe. 

Her father in that exact moment was imagining his fingers combing through her hair, pulling her mouth to his, pushing his tongue into his little girl's warm wet mouth. 

She felt beautiful and feminine under her father's gaze in the candlelight. She wondered if Daddy noticed. "I want him to" she purred inside. "I want Papa to look at me" she purred inside, bending and turning, again emphasizing her breasts hanging down, so firm bumping and brushing and swaying under the cotton material of her gown. "I want him, to, want me" she admitted, her breasts surging with her excitement, her nipples tingling, even aching they'd swollen so big. "Nnn, look at me Papa" she fantasized, looking up under and through her hair to see if he was. 

She thought she saw her Daddy's eyes drop to her chest, but she wasn't sure. She tingled all over. "Yesss, look at my breasts Papa, look at my nipples, nnn, Papa, they're so, hard, Papa" she gushed under her breath, turning, moving so he could see. 

She felt at ease with her Daddy there, in the dark of the flickering glow of the candle and fire lit room, and she smiled at him again, bashfully, flushed, looking away blushing as she poured the steaming hot water into the tub. Blushing as the jolts of excitement her father's looks gave her, made her want, made her warm all over, her father's long hot gaze penetrating her shyness, her thin almost translucent gown, her breasts swollen and aching hot for him. She was sure she could smell herself, her sex, worried her father would smell her soft little pussy so dripping hot wet under her gown, steam rising up around her, glowing in the firelight, her breasts and neck and her face sweaty damp, she poured the last hot water from the large kettle into the wash basin.

Her gown clung to the round of her belly. Her breasts sticky damp from the steam, the heat from the fire, her long shiny hair draped over her girlish-round shoulders. Aware her nipples were poking through her gown, humming, wanting her father's hands, her father's mouth to touch them, to lick and kiss them, to come up behind her and wrap his arms around her, to cup her throbbing swollen tits in his big hands, she turned and faced him, her hands folded in front of her squeezing her breasts out, the expectant slight smile, her soft lips, the look she gave him, that she was ready, that her bath was ready, was he going out as he did each night while she bathed? She didn't want him to; she wanted him to look at her, to whisper in a low silent voice, to tell her to remove her gown. She pictured herself unbutton the buttons, it fall from her shoulders, spill from her, undressing her, naked and dripping hot wet, naked, there for his pleasure, his gaze, almost panting hot for her own father, her fantasied incestuous lover. 

Emma couldn't stop herself from rubbing her legs together, hoping her Daddy would notice her nipples, notice that she was in trouble, that he would know what to do, offer to heal the squishy feeling there between her warm little thighs. "Nnn, Daddy, if only you knew, Papa" she hummed in her thoughts. 

She knew her father looked at her, sometimes longer than was comfortable, and she liked that he was. That she was naked under her gown, gave her such a thrilling feeling, so tantalizingly aroused that Daddy didn't know the things she'd been thinking about. Her secret, her fantasies, that she'd touch herself to in private moments. 

She was at that age when boys would be looking at a young girl, mirroring her attractiveness. Men too, and she was learning to flirt with her Daddy. There weren't any boys for miles around to show her those natural attentions, and Emma felt a special new tingling buzz between her legs when her father looked at her that way. She wondered if it was the same for him with no other women around. She'd push her breasts out as they talked, wanting him to look.

She knew she wasn't supposed to feel like she did, her little pussy feeling so warm the way it did, tingling and slippery, her biting her lower lip. 

The church-women in their tightly bound hair and bound up in their layered dresses had said it was the devil tempting her. That it was Satan's job to put carnal thoughts into young girl's minds, to tempt them, and they should resist his temptations with all their might. She should resist wanting to see boys naked, the looks of desire men would certainly give her, if they weren't already. That out on the farms, so isolated, that men needed relief, and that they'd seek it from her. That they'd look at their wives, their daughters, even their sisters, have the devil's wicked thoughts. That she shouldn't do anything to tempt them. That chastity and purity was the lord's will. 

She wanted to say to them, that she'd been looking at her father that way just to make the old hens fret. She noticed they looked flustered as they spoke of Satan and temptation, that they'd look away, and not look her in the eye when they told her what to expect, that their voices would become hushed, that they'd look a little, well, aroused, pretending they weren't.

The old women told little Emma and the other girls she shouldn't blame herself if she asked for help to do better, if she prayed for salvation, like they did, they blushed; but the little girl at times thought salvation might be giving in to Satan rather than opposing him. 

She began to believe, maybe it wasn't Satan at all, that maybe she was supposed to feel these things she wanted to tell them but she didn't.

Emma's body burned with these feelings. She desired the feelings often, each, and every day more, and more, and when she did they'd wash over her until she was slippery wet, her little body humming, her breasts aching for touch, for her father's big hands, her father's mouth. She didn't think about other boys. She thought about her handsome father.

The old women told her one day she would marry, and she and the man would procreate they said, but that she shouldn't enjoy it, that that would be bad. That she should ask for forgiveness, that she should ask that Satan be cast out of her body, her ripe hungry body, that he be pulled from her body, from her thoughts that were his, and banished. 

Emma wasn't at all sure she wanted these thoughts or the feeling to go away, not forever, not these deliciously naughty stirrings she delighted in and wanted. She thought about procreating, her father's seed in her little belly, his big warm hand on the round of her pregnant belly. 

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Emma didn't realize the fireplace light was illuminating her naked form through her nightdress as she went back and forth between the fireplace and the bathing tub right there in the middle of the room; or, that, where Daddy's chair was, was giving him a view right through her nightdress, the firelight glowing through, a perfect almost transparent silhouette. That her father was seeing all of her, her jiggling swaying proud breasts, her perfectly round little hips, the gap between her inner thighs, the bulge of her mound.

She hadn't realized how over time he'd moved the chair across the room, opposite the fireplace, across from the middle of the room where they'd pull the tub out to, for their baths, or, at least, why he had.

The Reverend Joshua just sat smiling, rocking in his chair, smoking his pipe, sitting in the near dark, being with his little girl in the quiet spring evening there on the farm together.

The cabin's walls of thick timbers packed with hay and mud quieted most all the outside sounds except for the crickets murmur, and the two of them alone together seemed more pronounced, more palpable than usual this evening. Emma decided she liked the feeling, being so close to her loving father, being naked under her gown in the same room with him all alone out on the farm, just her and her loving Daddy.

Joshua watched his little girl cross the room, back and forth from the fire to the tub, barefoot, the balls of her bare feet tamping the wood floor as Emma's night dress began to stick to her damp skin. 

He watched how the thin white cloth of her nightgown became transparent, where it stuck to her, her breasts, her hips, her bottom, her thighs. He began hoping she'd turn certain ways, that she'd lean over certain ways, almost willing his little girl to do so.

The first time he'd noticed, that he could see through her nightdress he thought he should tell her, that he could see through her gown, but he didn't. 

Instead, night by night, he'd moved his chair to where he could see right through her gown more than not. He grew to anticipate this voyeurism, to plan for it. 

He noticed her curves, how his little girl's allure was becoming harder and harder to resist. He could almost feel her hot damp body in his hands. He was now almost beside himself desiring her. How he'd picture her underneath her gown, her nakedness, her smooth little belly, her bald little mound, her perfect softness, and his cock twitched as he imagined licking his daughter's smooth bald little cunny. He knew she was using her mother's smooth pumice stone, like her mother had, to smooth off the hair from her legs, from her feminine places. He imagined pressing her to the cabin wall, holding her hands over her head with one hand, kissing her, their tongues entwined as he squeezed her ripe firm pale breasts with his other hand, as he slid his fingers between her legs, separated only by her damp gown as his little baby squirmed on his fingers, pressed on his fingers, whispering.

"Deeper, Daddy, deeper Papa" her sweet little soft cunny so creamy slick, her belly warm-hot on the heel of his palm pressing against her pelvic bone, her mons, her bald hot little cunt.

He loved his little girl, and yet he was also a man, and it had been so long, too long. He loved her, so much. Was in love with her he'd later realize. 

He had another aching hard erection, his balls hot swollen with cum, his hugely swollen cock leaking pre-cum into his pants. He kept his throbbing erection tenting his overalls hidden from Emma's view by resting his forearm over it, rubbing himself, moments when he'd have to fight back the urge to stand up and just take his little girl, consume her, make her his like he had now so many times in his fantasies. He was so aroused, his cock raged in his overalls, his entire body charged.

When he saw the gorgeous globes of her tiny bottom through the damp nightdress, her firm breasts now sweaty and plainly visible through the wet material of her soft white nightgown, that her nipples were extended, that she was flushed and exuded a radiant sexuality, everything changed for Reverend Joshua. 

Now he was openly looking his little girl up and down, his cock harder and harder as he rubbed himself with the underside of his forearm imagining little Emma sitting on his knee, her looking down into his lap, his leg bouncing between her thighs, pulling on her Daddy's cock in her tiny hands, licking her beautiful lips, wanting to put her mouth on it, wanting to fuck her father's hugely swollen cock in her hot wet mouth, how he'd tell her to use her tongue, to love Daddy's cock, that it was the lord's will.

Emma looked back at him and smiled, her Daddy's eyes suddenly ablaze, his smile heated as she poured more of the steaming hot water into the tub, the sound becoming deeper, more hollow, the tub almost full, her breasts and nipples protruding from under her transparent white gown, swaying beckoning to her Daddy's mouth, his big hands, intentionally pressing them between her arms into the most delicious shape. She knew it was wrong to want her father, to intentionally be alluring for him, but she wanted him anyway.

The Reverend reached down, subtly, when Emma's back was turned, and staring hotly at his little girl almost shivered with sexual energy as he squeezed the head of his cock imagining his little Emma, his tiny, little girl squeezing his cock between what were the most beautiful breasts he'd ever seen. Him fucking his huge hard incestuous cock between her soft young full swollen hot tits, his young daughter looking hungrily, eagerly up into her father's eyes, smiling, her mouth open, her breathing so hard, heated into a lusting frenzy, his hot hard cock fucking her tits, her leaning down capturing the head of his cock in her hot incestuous little mouth. 




The Reverend Joshua and His Emma Ch. 02



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The Reverend Joshua pulled the tub out for Emma as he did each evening. A ritual of them bathing, her first and then him after, using the same water, and he had offered tonight to fill her bath for her as he always did. He looked forward to her bath time, and each night hurried them toward it. 

Emma knew her handsome father had had a long day and she didn't mind filling her own bath; she wanted him to be able to look at her, to let him watch her. Sometimes she'd even heat more water for Daddy's bath, so when he returned, after she'd bathed and dried herself and had gone to bed, Daddy could just come in and begin bathing.

Emma's courtesy however wasn't altogether selfless, any more than her father's was; he filled her bath for her so he could watch her in her gown in the firelight, taking that precious memory with him out to the barn, his little girl naked under her gown.

Emma liked laying in her bed, pretending she was asleep, after her father had come back in from the barn, listening to him bathe, hearing the water falling from her father's head and shoulders, down his body and into the tub. 

She liked it when her father would take off his shirt lowering his overalls-straps over his muscular shoulders, after he'd been out in the field under the hot sun, her Daddy, sweaty, suntanned, his smell attracting her, making her want to lean in close, to breath him in, his sweaty hot masculinity.

She liked looking at him. She thought he was very handsome, the most handsome man she'd known. She would take quick furtive glances at his hairy chest, his muscles. Sometimes she'd ask for a hug right then, and her father the Reverend would pick her up in his strong arms and giggling like his little girl laughing she'd wrap her legs around his waist as she lay her head on his bare chest, feel that she was still a little girl as she quieted with want and breathed him in, her pussy pressing into her father, his big hands under her bottom, her weightless in her father's big, strong hands, his arms like thick warm straps surrounding her. 

Emma liked the way Daddy's sweaty hot skin smelled, her father's smell. She liked her hot skin on his, how it felt. 

She also liked to lay in her bed and watch through the thin curtain that separated her bed from the main room, thin enough that with the firelight she could see her father's glowing naked body standing in the tub. She hurried him toward his bath each night too. 

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Tonight as every night when Emma was ready for her bath, Daddy stepped out to do the last of his chores so she could bathe in private, and then while she got ready for bed behind the curtain that separated her room from the main room of the cabin, he'd heat the water for his bath.

What Emma didn't know was one night when Daddy stepped outside and was on his way to the barn, he'd passed one of the windows, and the shutter wasn't all the way closed. Daddy saw his little girl naked and bathing, and ever since, she didn't know he'd have to touch himself in the barn to find some relief from images of his little girl, her bathing so close by, so utterly divinely naked. His little girl, her too large breasts on her tiny lovely little body, her nipples thrusting outward, her long hair trailing down her back, her eyes closed, her lips slightly parted as the water glistened cascading over her, a miracle her Daddy fantasized, his tiny little woman, his little girl, Emma.

The Reverend honestly, diligently tried to cast the devil out of himself, but to little or no avail. No matter how much he jacked his cock, no matter how often he came, the image of his little girl naked standing in the tub bathing, the well developed fantasies he had would again make his cock erect and hungry as if he hadn't jerked off already. His little girl, so innocent, so pure he fantasized; he berated himself for desiring his angelic little Emma, for having the sexual fantasies of her that he did, the devil's work no doubt.

He couldn't stop himself though, as he bathed, even after having pulled on his sex-deprived, long, thick, hard cock out in the barn, images of his little Emma naked that one night, images of her in bed asleep just a few feet away, would creep back into his mind and he'd get raging hot hard again.

His cock standing fully erect, protruding madly out from his groin, the Reverend Joshua would finally lather his hands with soap, and while he soaped himself standing in the tub of hot water, he'd begin sliding his fist up and down his magnificently swollen hard cock seeking relief.

He'd ask out loud through the curtain, "Emma, are you asleep, child'?" and when she didn't answer, he'd close his eyes, wrap his hand around the thick hunk of his flesh hard cock and begin to stroke himself with the soap, imagining the bar her little hand under his, showing her, guiding her, thrusting his hips into his fist with rolling abandon, his breathing, loud and echoing in the little cabin, rubbing himself, jacking his thick meat, cupping his cum laden balls as he pictured his little Emma, his little girl soaping him, imagining them standing in the tub together, his bathing his little girl. Behind her, cupping her wonderfully large breasts in his big hands, her large sumptuously shaped breasts, blue-veined, pale, so, so ripe and tender hot-soft, soaping them, rubbing her puffy nipples in his fingers, rolling them, pinching and pulling on them, cleaning them. Imagining her asking him, begging him.

,"Daddy, clean my breasts, Papa, please Daddy" moaning, mewling "they're so, dirty, Papa. I'm, so dirty. Clean me Daddy, such naughty thoughts, Papa. The devil Daddy, Satin, in me, Daddy, must wash him from me Papa. So bad, Daddy. So naughty. Your, your hot, wicked little girl, Papa" she'd shudder and gush and moan. 

Reverend Joshua's cock surged with heat and lust, he groaned out loud, rubbing the devil out of his daughter's full young swollen breasts as she reached behind her and pulled on his huge cock in her little hand, to pull the devil out of him, too, together. 

He pictured her asleep just the few feet away behind the curtain. He came so hard, so explosively, stifling a moan, cumming silky strands of hot cum into the bath water, and then after several minutes, after his erection had quieted, he'd step from the tub, nude and dripping wet. 

Naked, he'd carry the tub out into the cool night and pour out the water into the dusty pathway, his way of dispossessing himself of the devil's wickedness, his daddy-cum in his little girl's bathwater, her damp flowery feminine womanly scent rising in the steam filling the night air, her just a few feet away asleep in her bed almost more than he could stand, in her night dress under the blankets, freshly bathed, naked, his little girl, his own daughter, his Emma.

He imagined her laying on her stomach in her bed touching herself, squeezing her big breasts in her tiny, little hands which he didn't know yet his little girl already did, licking her own nipples thinking of his hot wet mouth, and was even now, and fantasizing she did turned him on all the more.

He imagined pulling open the curtain, and seeing her there, her thin white nightdress still sweaty-damp from her bath, her flowery smell, her nightdress hiked up around those tender little hips roiling around on her fingers, her round little bottom spread open, her swollen ripe little cunt open and shiny wet, her arms under her, her fingers pumping inside her bald smooth bare naked little cunny, her little round bottom humping into the night air.

The Reverend imagined himself standing there, naked, dripping wet, hot from the bath, his cock he'd just stroked in his soapy hand, his cock standing erect, him so big compared to his tiny, little girl laying on her stomach, her fucking herself with her fingers not knowing he was standing above her, that Daddy had stepped from his bath hearing his little girl's hums and moans, Daddy and his magnificent erection watching her.

Her father imagined in one motion being on top of her, his knees straddling his young daughter's slightly parted thighs, her little bottom pushed up, her little cunt swollen and gaping open, trapping her underneath him, so incredibly aroused his massively hard cock ruthlessly pushing her little fingers aside, into his little Emma's dripping wet, ready, bald little cunt, his little girl meeting his thrusts, her fingers turning from her soft little pussy to massaging and tickling his balls, her crying out.

"Ohhhh Papa, yes, fuck me, Daddy, fuck your little girl, your good girl, Papa."

No matter how much responsibility he felt toward little Emma, his darling sweet little Emma, Reverend Joshua didn't know if he'd be able to stop himself much longer. 

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Sitting in the darkness he could see more than his little girl's silhouette. The Reverend could see his daughter's round firm breasts jutting out, her nipples a darker shade and puffy, swaying against the thin material of the hand-me-down white cotton gown laced all the way up to her long shiny perspiring neck.

The Reverend had never witnessed a more ravishing spectacle of feminine desire. The more the steam rose and made his little girl sweaty damp, the more her night dress clung to her, the more deliciously tempting she became as she'd glance up at him and smile. 

His little girl looked so pure, angelic even, almost glowing with an internal radiance in the firelight, and at the same time, she had an allure, a sexual energy, of a woman far more experienced in the practice of love.

He tried not to look, but he couldn't resist. He felt that feeling again, the devil in him taking over, that masculine energy that wanted needed could have, his little girl.

He could see her shadowed curves and the gap between her young thighs as the light shined between her legs from behind her; he'd bury himself in her hot little pussy, he'd lick his little girl, she'd squeal and moan and writhe under his tongue, her first tongue.

He'd suck her nipples into his hot mouth. The first time her breasts had been licked, kissed, loved. He'd caress her everywhere, his hands on her back, her shoulders, the nape of her neck, her bottom, their thighs hot pressing into one another.

The shadows her breasts made against the glowing nightdress made him hunger for them; he could see his little girl was completely smooth between her legs, and he was reminded of he and his sister as kids playing with each other at night after everyone else had long been asleep.

The sight of his sisters' bald little pussy still with him, how they'd swim together, rubbing under the water where no one could see, how they'd snuck into each other's beds, and how his lovely little cousin had fucked him, twice, when their parents naively had them sleep in the same bed. 

How he had been hesitant, his cock hard, naked in bed with his cousin who he'd already fucked at the last reunion picnic weekend, not sure she'd want to again, and how she'd whispered in the dark under the covers.

"I want you to, I want to do it again" her warm soft skin burning into his, her hot soft little cunny already damp as she asked him to suck her breasts again, her hard little nipples, as she began panting and her little pussy became creamy satiny soft. As she gripped his young hard cock in her little hand, breathing harder and harder, pulling on him. 

"I want to suck it" she'd said. "I want it in me, again, please, Joshua. I've dreamt about the last time. I touch myself every night thinking about it. I love you, Joshua. Please, let me. I want to, I want that big thing back inside me Joshua. It felt so good inside me."

He saw her once years later at a family occasion and there was no mention of those nights as teens in bed together. Joshua didn't realize, the little cousin still thought about those nights, touched herself at night when her husband was asleep, thought about him when it was her husband inside her. Little did he know that so did his sister. They both watched him that day, at a distance, the one not knowing about the other, him a Reverend now, to their regret, and to his he reluctantly admitted to himself.

Emma wasn't much older than they had been, but Joshua in all his years had never seen breasts like his little Emma's on a young woman her age.

Her breasts were so ripe, so full and round for her tiny petite thin little frame, so big on his little girl, and he knew he shouldn't but he wondered if she touched them, if she pulled on her nipples at night alone in her bed, if she tried to suck on them. The thought made him hard.

He imagined his wife's breasts, if they were as large as Emma's at her age; she'd told them they were, that she'd sucked them alone at night in her bed when she was young. He wondered if his mother's were that big at Emma's age. 

He'd jerked off so many times thinking of his little girl's breasts, her nipples, how in his fantasies he'd show his little girl the pleasures of the flesh, how he'd suck her nipples into his warm wet mouth and draw little circles over cunny until she squirmed under his touch, panted, ground her soaking wet, creamy little cunny on her father's fingers.

"Don't stop Daddy, don't ever stop" she'd whisper in his fantasy. 

How she'd ask him to let her suck his cock.

Joshua stopped suddenly, catching himself, being carried away by the devil. 

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His wife had been gone now for years now, died of the flu that swept through the rural farmlands in the 70's, and thinking of her, the way she used to suck his cock so lovingly, worshipping his huge erection, Reverend Joshua's cock got steely hard watching his little Emma fill the tub. 

He anticipated going outside as he did most evenings to the barn, and tonight he'd jerk off again to images of his little girl. This evening he prolonged getting up to go out before she bathed savoring the images of her silhouette through her night dress, images he wanted to remember. 

Emma sensed her father taking her in, and shifted her weight such that she felt the slipperiness between her young little thighs, lusting after images of her father's cock from when he was bathing. 

His little girl, just over five feet tall, as tall now as her Grandma Rose, her beautiful eyes looking up at him, her head bent back, her gown so loose around her, her breasts pushing out the material of the virginal white gown, her thin little frame seemed even tinier. Images of her standing before him, speaking in her soft little voice, almost whispering.

"Do you want to see me, Papa? I want you to, Daddy, to see me naked. I want you to to touch me, Papa. I want you, to suck on my breasts Daddy." 

The more her nightdress clung to her damp skin, the more it revealed her petite little body, that she had nothing on underneath, the harder her father became imagining balancing his little girl on his burning hot prick, his big hands under her gown, his big hands wrapped around her tiny waist, raising and lowering her on her Papa's incestuous erection, his own little lover, his own little girl, Emma.

Each time Emma poured water from the kettle into the tub, her father watched his daughter bending over, pictured himself raising her gown up over her little hips, her looking over her shoulder, lust in her eyes.

"Put it in me again, Papa" she'd gush out, the underside of his big daddy-cock against her back, against the small globes of her bottom, "Ohhh, Papa." 

His big cock sliding in and out of her soft, warm incestuous pussy, how she'd have to raise one leg, press her bottom out to him to accommodate his size inside her. 

"Mmmm my lil baby, so soft, so tight wrapped around Papa's big cock" he'd growl. How he'd wrap his fingers around her tender little hips, and fuck his little Emma, his little girl, his own daughter, his incestuous little lover, how she'd want him to again, and again.

He imagined how she'd stop wearing undergarments, was so he could have her whenever he wanted, whenever she wanted, and she did want him, often. 

How she'd just raise her skirts and look at him, signaling she wanted his cock in her wet swollen little cunt again, just the two of them alone out here on the farm. Father and daughter, fucking, planting his seed in his little girl's belly. Mating with his own daughter, her bearing him children.

Joshua felt his cock surge under his overalls. Images of filling his little girl with his daddy-cum. His balls churned with want, pre-cum leaking out and he imagined little Emma in her clinging gown stroking his thick hard cock in her tiny, little hands. He imagined her breasts pressed together through her gown, her tiny hands moving up and down making her breasts quiver and shake, her loose fingers wrapped around her own father's hugely hard cock, her looking at it, and up into his eyes back and forth, her mouth open, the awe of sexual enticement, the allure of making a man's cock hard, how hard and throbbing in her little hands she made him, made her wet, her breathing loud and irregular, in a spell.

He imagined Emma on her knees in front of him in his chair, her tiny hands stroking him up and down faster and then slower, savoring her father's cock, both her little hands wrapped around his thick throbbing meat. 

"Do you like that, Papa?" she'd tease. "My little hands on your big cock, Daddy? Your little girl jacking your huge daddy-cock? Nnn, Daddy, your big cock is dribbling cum, Papa. Let me taste it, Daddy. Mmmnnn, Daddy, love how you taste." 

So heavy, so fat, the head so bloated and pale and purplish-red and dripping with pre-cum all over her tiny, little hands. 

"Cum in my little mouth for me, Papa" she'd whisper. Her studying the pulsing veins, her biting her lower lip, her just staring at her father's huge erection. Him leaning down to his little girl's lips, and kissing her, their tongues in each others mouths, his heated breath pouring over his little girl.

"Nnnn, Daddyyy" as she pulled on her Daddy's cock in her soft tiny hands in the dark of the firelight.

As he whispered hotly, "Good girl, pull on Daddy, Em, you make Daddy feel so good, lil baby."

Reverend Joshua knew how much women loved to handle a man's cock, to make him hard. How they loved how big he was, how it made them desire him. How being endowed ran in his family. How much they loved to make him cum. He knew his cock would have the same effect on his little Emma. The same effect she had on him.

Rising forward to stand, he looked up at Emma announcing unexpectedly "I better go out and check on the mare, Emma," his hand and wrist and forearm flat over the now huge bulge in his overalls, the head of his cock poking through the material at his waist rubbing his wrist as he walked, trying to hide his heated arousal from his virginal little girl appearing to him like a sexual goddess in her clinging white gown. His cock didn't want to leave. 

Emma was startled, she was so completely in the moment, her father's hot stare, her performing for him, bending and leaning, that fluttering feeling she'd come to love so much.

Just before her Daddy stood, she saw him look at her the way the bull looked at the cow that morning as it approached the heifer. Her little cunny felt warm and damp and then slippery wet. She felt an instant sense of alarm, then surrender, prepared, and now, a frustrated momentary sense of disappointment as her father got up and announced he was going out to the barn. 

She recalled watching the bull mount the girl cow, how that huge thing slid so easily inside her quivering sex, and the way she took it, and Emma blushed hotly as she looked into her Daddy's eyes just as he turned and went out the front door of the timber thick cabin, so isolated and protective, another flash went through her mind, her own father sliding inside her swollen wet little pussy. Him taking her just like the bull took the young heifer so miserably in heat. 




The Reverend Joshua and His Emma Ch. 02



"Don't go, Daddy" she wanted to scream at him. "Don't leave me like this." Nnngggg, Daddyyyy, so hot, Papa she quivered just like the young heifer. 

"Fuck me, Papaaaa, ngggg, yessss" she'd hiss, her pussy spreading, stretching open, the gash of her pink sex dripping hot wet, her father's aching hard incestuous meat deep in her fertile young belly. 

The image shone through her imagination, her father getting her pregnant, his child in her belly, and Emma sucked in her breath, her pussy throbbing hot. Watching him as if outside herself, her simmering breasts in his big hands as she pleaded with him.

"Suck on them, Daddy, please, mmm, Papaaaa, nnnnnnnuh, yess, slide it in me, Papa. Feel me, Papa. Cum in me, Daddy, give me your baby, Papa. Suck the milk from my breasts, Daddy. Ohhhh, Papa, yesss." 

Just as quickly, startled that he left, and why, she talked herself out of her fantasy, telling herself Daddy wouldn't want me like that. She tried to convince herself, he's a man of god, and I'm his little girl. She felt bad, wicked, seething hot. 

At the same time little Emma had seen the big lump in Daddy's overalls, how high up in his overalls the tip was, high up and behind his wrist, and she knew what it was.

Did I give Daddy that? Maybe the devil is in Daddy, too, she worried. Maybe I need to help him. Maybe he doesn't realize. She felt a little scared but also very excited, and again tried to regain her senses. Impressions of her father cock buried deep inside her, his baby in her, his cum pouring from between her young legs, from her gaping pink wet slit. She almost moaned out in heat into the empty cabin, flushed and hot with lusting frustration. 

Emma's bald little pussy naked under her nightdress tingled and pulsed and itched deep inside. She must be imagining it, her father's huge cock jutting up under his overalls, her father's cock, rock hard, so big, because of her. 

"The steam and the heat of the fire is making me imagine things" she thought to herself. Her little body and her intuition though, said the exact opposite. 

She wanted the exact opposite. She couldn't not remember and not see that image of her father bathe from behind the curtain as she lay in bed that night. 

That huge thick thing poking up under his overalls, the big rounded head under his wrist, that thing that was sticking straight out from his body in the firelight, the shadow on the curtain, how she reached out and caressed the shadow on the curtain. She wanted it. She wanted to wrap her fingers around it. She wanted to kiss it, and propping herself up in the bed, she leaned forward and kissed the shadow of her father's cock on the curtain.

She had almost fallen asleep as she did every night as her Daddy prepared to take his bath, and when she heard him she opened her eyes but she was too sleepy to respond when he called her name.

"Emma, are you awake, lil baby?" 

She didn't respond, because she could see him through the curtain, him standing in the tub. Because she could see what was sticking out between his legs.

It was huge, she thought, just like the bull's, big around, thick, long, ruggedly rigid hard, beautiful.

"Ohhh Papa, it's so, so big, Papa" she gushed under her breath at her father's shadow on the curtain, reaching her little fingers to it. 

It seemed as big for her Daddy's body, as her breasts were for her's, as the bull's was going into the cow, and Emma again felt the wash of the familiar slippery wetness that gushed between her soft little thighs. 

She watched her father through the curtain pull on that huge thing between his legs.

"Nnnn, Papa, let me, wash you" she whispered, "let me help, make you feel good, relive the pressure Daddy" picturing her little hands sliding soapy up and down his raging hard cock, his head back, his mouth open, his breathing louder and louder, his arm around her, pulling her naked body hot against his. 

She slid her hands down her sides and hiked up her nightdress.

"Let me use the soap Papa" to slide her fingers into her creamy wet little cunny. She thought she heard him say her name.

"Ohhh, lil baby, Em, yesss, touch Daddy" and it excited her so much she almost came. She thought he must be trying to get the devil out of himself. That she should too.

Emma spread her girlish thin legs, raised her knees up to her elbows, and imagined her Daddy was the big bull, and she was the heifer, imagined her father on top of her guiding that huge thing between his legs into her tiny bald little cunny, as he glided inside her, as he fucked her, and she spread her legs even more, reached up and pinched both her nipples imagining they were her Daddy's big fingers touching her as his big prick slid inside her.

She imagined her father's quiet-gravelly voice.

"You like Daddy's prick, don't you Em."

Her mesmerized reply. "Yessss, Daddy, in me Daddy, I love it, in me, Papa."

"Papa love's my little Emma, Daddy loves being inside my little girl, sliding Daddy's hard cock into my little Emma, my little girl, my daughter. So hard for my little Emma, you make Daddy so hard, lil baby" as she imagined him kissing her, the taste of her little pussy on his lips. 

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Standing at the edge of the tub Emma undid the lace string of her gown and remembered how she got slippery between her legs watching the bull move his hips. How she got so wet watching her father move his hips in the bath a few nights before, how she almost fainted when she saw him begin to put soap on it, as he began to pull on it. 

"Nnnnn, Papaaa" she'd whined in her heated incestuous thoughts. She wanted to wash her Daddy, for him, she wanted to soap him, rub him, slide her hands on him, stroke him, jack his huge cock for him, "let me, help, Papa" she fantasized from behind the curtain, her eyes dancing over the shadow of her father's huge erection.  

Her little hands tingled, felt hot and damp as she licked her lips, tasted herself again, pictured herself jacking her father's cock for him, pulling on him, every night in the bath, watching him cum, making him groan like that with her little soapy hands. 

She scolded herself, knowing it was the devil getting back inside her. She just had to find a way to get the devil out, or to surrender to him, and as she untied the last ribbon of her undershirt, looked at the huge thing she'd pulled from under her mattress, the huge wooden phallus that had been her Grandma Rose's. Her work dress rumpled on the floor at her feet, her body glowing hot, alive, her little cunny slippery wet with anticipation, every nerve in her body was on fire as she kissed the wooden cock. 

A feeling of release and freedom and sexual excitement filled her every pore as she murmured into it, hot and hard on her lips.

"Need you in me, Daddy, in my mouth, in my little pussy, to fuck me Papa. Fuck me with that huge thing, fuck me Daddy. Ohhh god, Daddy, want to touch it, Papa, let me, touch it. I want to kiss it Papa, want to feel it in my little hands." Emma touched the wooden phallus to her lips, her eyes closed in heat, opened her mouth, sucked in her breath at the image of it being her father's cock. 

"Let me, suck you, Papa" she breathed out. "Please, Papa. Want you, in my mouth, Papa" she said aloud into the empty cabin, sliding her curling fingers into her creamy wet dripping hot pink little slit, opening her mouth, sliding the head of the huge wooden phallus over the flat of her tongue pushing out, into her mouth, wetting it, then sliding it between her aching swollen breasts, down her belly, wetting it in her creamy soft folds, pushing it inside her, gasping out of breath, sliding it through her creamy wet lips, the big wooden head spreading her open. 

Next: Chapter III: The Reverend Joshua Walks in on Emma



The Reverend Joshua and His Emma Ch. 03



Chapter III: Reverend Joshua Walks in on Emma


He watched her slide the wooden phallus through her soft pink folds, point the long thick wooden phallus right to her little hole, start to push, then rub it's entire length along her hot little cunt to a chorus of little fluttering moans and chirps of delight. 

Standing in the entrance to the cabin Reverend Joshua had never seen anything so impossibly gloriously provocatively sexual as his daughter fucking herself on her bed across the room. There weren't words. In the shock and spectacle, he stopped breathing as his cock raised inch by long inch in his pants into a raging, hot, throbbing hard erection. 

He was looking from the end of his daughter's bed right up between her spread open legs. She was laying half on her right side, both legs bent at the knee, her left leg up, the rounded globes of her bottom glowing pale white, her entire sex, her smooth taut belly, naked and bare. The Reverend grabbed his cock. His thick long cock throbbing and aching in his fist he watched his daughter writhing on her bed Emma unaware her father had returned from the fields. He watched her rubbing the big head of the wooden phallus back and forth over her clit through her soft creamy slippery folds, unaware her father was watching her just across the room. He watched her entire body quivering as she pushed the big head against her little hole, wriggling at it's touch, her teasing herself, enflaming herself, her breaths gushing out into the room. 

Her purring soft whimpering moans filling him with a rapturous lust, for his own daughter, in fascination Joshua watched as his little girl, his daughter sucked the head of the large wooden phallus in and out of her hot sucking moaning little mouth. His knees almost buckled as he jacked is hugely hard cock through his pants at the way she so boldly made love to it, her cooing hot moans, the way her lips worked the thick wooden cock.

He pictured the flat of her tongue wrapping deliciously around it's girth and his eyes rolled back with his head in a sparkling rush of blood. He watched his young daughter lightly stroke her glistening little slit with her first few fingers. He watched her fingers touch herself so softly, how her fingers moved so effortlessly like they had no weight at all moving through her pink shiny slit. Her sucking the phallus in a heated kind of luxurious frenzy, loving it, making love to it, her hips lifting rhythmically into her fingers, a pure sexual animal pleasuring herself, intoxicating herself.

The Reverend Joshua rubbed and pulled and squeezed his thick aching hard cock through his pants. His cock dribbling pre-cum, the soft cottony material damp and warm bunched up in his tight grip he watched as his little Emma rotated and humped her tender little hips against her fingers. He saw her little hand wrapped around the huge wooden phallus, her move it toward her spread legs, her lift her leg even higher, her arch her back in anticipation.

She was holding the handle end of it in both her tiny hands its length pointing downward, the big bulbous head sliding mercilessly through her shiny little cunt. He heard her audibly gasp as she gushed out a deep breath, her body rock and shake. She moaned, "Nnnnn" and he thought he heard her whisper out, "Papaaaa."

He watched her point the head between her legs. He watched his little girl begin to push the thick curved wooden cock inside herself, her pussy open for it, take it inside her, her leg lifted her half on her side her bottom turned up toward her father looking right at her hot glistening pink sex. 

The Reverend Joshua pictured his huge cock fucking into his little girl. The sheer size of the wooden cock, made her tight perfect little pussy appear so small, spreading her open, her sweet bald little cunny making the huge thing appear malevolent. Just as he realized the phallus was the same size, smaller, than his own blood filled cock, his little girl was sliding it inch by inch into her soft wet perfectly smooth bare slit; in one shuddering twisting push, the huge thing push past her hymen, and little by little worked and then thrust the thick wooden thing deep inside her soaking wet little pussy. Her bald mound thrust high up off the bed, her gushing squeal and her squirming the last titillating straw for her father. 

Emma didn't hear him through the pinch of her hymen tearing, her little yelp, her groan, the fullness of the wooden cock thrust deep inside her. She didn't hear her father's steps approach her bed over her moans at the pain, and then her ecstasy as she whispered, "Nnnn, Dadddyyy." Not yet aware her father was in the room, unable to stifle her desire for him, she moaned loudly, pushing the phallus inside her, the pain subsiding, the pleasure overwhelming. "OooohPaaapa, yessss, in me, Papaaaa" and this time her father heard her fantasizing "Ohhhh god, Daddy, nnnnn, nnnn, yes, nnnn fuck me, ohhhhhh, Papaaaaa."

Joshua's cock was throbbing and protruding high inside his pants, its weight pressed out against the material, its full bulk plainly outlined against the thin material. A dark spot growing as his cock leaked pre-cum in his sheer excitement. He was beyond a point of return. Be damned that he was a Reverend, a man of god. Be damned this was his little girl. He was moving toward her and he had no intention of stopping, little Emma's father, about to be her incestuous lover.

By the time Emma knew her Daddy had come in, he was standing over her a look of rage and lust and concern and love and wild in his eyes and face all at the same time.

He had taken his shirt off out on the field and the first thing Emma saw was her father's suntanned face, beads of masculine sweat on his temples, her father's glistening suntanned shoulders, his muscular arms, the rippled sides of his broad torso. So lost in pleasure Emma's shock quickly turned back to the phallus so deep inside her, her cunt spasming around it, the look of lust on her father's face, him coming toward her, his huge cock jutting up in his pants. 

Emma's entire body quivered as she gushed out in a pleading humming need, "NnnngggDaddyyyyy" his presence a godsend, to save her, to rescue her, to release the devil from her, to help her, to take her, at last. 

Emma was so far into the forbidden act of sliding this hard thick thing deep into her little pussy, her body on fire, her gasping for breath, so lost to the throes of an impending first orgasm when she opened her eyes she was so far gone she didn't stop, couldn't stop. She just stared at her father's huge erection restrained by his pants, his thick leather belt. 

Rather, she'd already been fucking her Daddy, in her fantasy, in her fantasies, for months and months, so she spread her legs further apart as if her father standing there was on her, in her. 

She raised her knees higher, pulled the wooden phallus partly out and then slid it back in as she looked up at her Daddy with a doe-eyed frantic plea. "Oh god, Daddy, I'm so wicked Papa, the devil is in me Daddy, he's making me do these things, help me Daddy, cast him out Daddy, save me, Papaaaa" little Emma implored even as her hot little pussy gushed with her juices, the big thick thing fucking inside her. 

Joshua's eyes flashed with lust. Surprised by his little girl's outpouring, he at first tried to calm, soothe her, to make it all right. "It's not your fault, child" her father breathily reassured her, his voice increasingly intense, heated, his eyes burning into his little girl, his cock hard and hot and throbbing, "The devil, baby child" her father paused looking her up and down, "has thousands of years of experience, corrupting we mere mortals" he breathed out. He looked at Emma's swollen pink sex, her little hips rocking slightly lifting and humping sucking the thick wooden phallus in and out of her bald little pussy, preparing her hot little pussy, for him.

"Em?" Her father gestured to his cock tenting up in his pants, "Daddy cannot always resist, the might of the devil either, child."

Emma looked at her what her Daddy was pointing to as he pressed his hips forward. She had already seen the huge bulge protruding from the front of his pants. It made a tent that stood out from his body and peaked at the swell of the head, half way up his chest, it seemed to little Emma impaled below him.

He was bigger than the stick she'd found in Granny's chest, and she felt dizzy as her little pussy gushed all over her hands seeing it. She bit her lower lip, staring, her little hand reaching for it. She remembered seeing her father through her bedroom curtain, him in the bath, his muscles, his taut bottom, his broad shoulders and back. She remembered the swollen long thing jutting from his groin she was now about to touch. She remembered the sound of the water trailing down his tall body into the tub and the splashing sounds, the sound of her Daddy's heavy breathing, the way he stroked himself his hand moving up and down his erection, his breathing out her name.

"We must work together" her father stated as he leaned down to her "to eject the devil from inside us, my beautiful child" his eyes making Emma flush with excitement as he scanned her naked body, looked into her, from her eyes to her breasts to her belly. 

Daddy saw Emma move her hand tentatively toward his erect cock under the loose thin cloth of his pants. She licked her lips and saw her father looking at her spread open legs, her glistening wet cunny and she spread her legs even wider, the image of his erection burning in her mind. Her hands momentarily paused as her father looked back up into her eyes with a look little Emma had never seen; one of pure unadulterated lust, him smiling that smile at her, his eyes burning into her and her little pussy gushed.

"We must work together, child," the reverend Joshua said as he watched his Emma touch her little fingertips to the head of his swollen member.

It was hard, rubbery hot and alive on her little fingers. It was solid, she thought after touching it's weightless formless shadow on the curtain that night, and she involuntarily rolled her hips upward.

"Touch Daddy, Em. It's all right child, if you want to feel Daddy, child" Joshua reassured her, hoped.

Emma curled her little fingers around the head of her father's cock pushing up through his pants, whispered as if in a dream "Oohh Papaaa" moving her hand down along it's true thickness under the material, "Nnnnn, Papaaaaa" her voice more insistent, the throbbing thick meat under his pants making her eyes big with want, with curiosity. 

Just the two of them alone together out on the farm, Emma stared at her hand touching down along the thick bulging underside of her father's cock her Daddy's knees bending to her little hand as he groaned, her big strong muscular Daddy bending to her when she squeezed.

"It's the only way, Emma. You and Daddy must work together to eject Satan from our bodies, my child" her father moaned as Emma squeezed his erection through his pants, her little hand wrapping around its bloated helmet, "without anyone else around to help us, child" him moving his hips, forward and back through her tiny fist, her little fingers wrapped around him jacking her father's cock, "to, to help us, exorcise, the devil from, our bodies" he could barely finish the sentence, "we must, begin immediately, my child, ... together."

Little Emma pulled and squeezed and jacked her Daddy's cock through his pants, luxuriating in the warm wet rigid hard feeling of it, and at that same time slid the dildo deeper into her wet little cunny biting her lower lip, the phallus, her Daddy's cock, her father's cock at last in her little hand, hot, throbbing, alive, her eyes rolling in the sheer pleasure, the hot meaty thickness of her father's pulsing prick in her tiny hand, her father bending and swaying and groaning to her touches. She felt powerful, sensuous, dirty and naughty. She didn't care as she jacked her father's cock, as she slid the huge stick in and out of her hot swollen pink sex. 

Reverend Joshua kneeled next to his little Emma's bed, her hand wrapped around his thick swollen beast, jacking him, under the power of her tantalizing little hand, both of their dreams coming true.

"My child, your breasts are so swollen, so full" he paused, hovering over his little girl, looking into her eyes, then to her breasts again, licking his lips, his little Emma's fingers gripping him, her half-fist around him through his pants, sliding up and down, his little girl's stunning breasts swollen and pressed up toward him jiggling each time her hand moved on his cock. "Full with, the devil, ohhh my sweet child, your breasts, full with the devil, I must, I must place my mouth over them" him already leaning down to her, "and suck them, baby, suck the devil from your body, my child. I must suck them, child, Daddy must suck your breasts my child."

The image of her father sucking her nipples made little Emma warm all over. The grooved ridges of the wooden phallus lodged in her little cherry cunny wrapped tightly around it.

"If you, think that's best, Daddy" she mewled, "yes, you must, suck the devil from me, Papa. Save me, Papa. I knew you'd know what do, Papa" little Emma gushed in a staccato shuddering moan.

Emma and her father both relied on the excuse of saving each other still not quite believing the other wanted this too.

Emma arched her back and rolled toward her father so her left breast was at his lips. She could feel his hot breath as her father's big warm hand gently enveloped the fullness of her heated tit-flesh and she gushed creamy hot wet feeling him touch her, at last, touching her, her nipple on fire wanting his touch, as she pleaded, "Nnnnnnn, Papa, suck me, Papaaaa, wanted you to suck me, my nipples, Papaaa, for sooo longgg. Oh god, Daddy, yess, suck my nipples, Daddy, for you Papa, for you."

Joshua stared right into Emma's eyes as he took his little Emma's puffy swollen excited breasts into his mouth, began sucking them, back and forth, squeezing them so both her hot swollen breasts jutted into his hot wet mouth, his tongue lathering over her, his lips sucking, pulling on her aching hard nipples.

Emma giggled and groaned. It felt so good. She felt it in her little pussy. She pulled her father's mouth to her heaving swollen breasts. "Oh Daddy, it's working Daddy, it's working, suck harder Daddy, suck on my breasts, Papa, suck on my nipples, suck the devil from my breasts" Emma pleaded pushing her ripe full breasts into Reverend Joshua's mouth. "Ohhhh Papa, nnnn, ohhh, feels so good, Papa. Nnn, don't stop Daddy, don't stop."

Her handsome Daddy sucked his little girl's hot hard nipples deep into his hungry mouth. Sucked the whole globes of her full translucent breast, his little girl's heaving sweaty tit-flesh into his mouth, his big hands wrapped around them. Her firm full mounds their heat and pulse filling his palms, Emma still pulling his thick cock in her tiny hand. 

Emma's pussy quivering around the thick thing inside her, she squeezed the thick meaty hot thing in her little hand, her father's "cock" she said to herself. She groaned. In a kind of heat she wanted both, in her.

Mouthing and sucking and licking his little girl's swollen ripe tits, Joshua whispered hotly, "Mmm, yes, my child, we must work together" his mouth full with her breasts, "we must clean each other, of our, wickedness" he heard himself hiss.

Her father sucked her breasts into his warm soft luxuriating mouth, bathing her breasts with his tongue, his lips, as she felt his big hand surround her inner thigh. His fingertips digging into her right next to her hot dripping little cunny, his grip tightening, the sensation making her little cunny want something more, and then loosening his grip, causing the stick of wood inside the little girl to twirl all on it's own as she humped her little cunny at the air, at the stick, at her father's big hands just inches from her dripping creamy wet hot little cunt.

"We must clean each other's bodies with our spirit, my child, to suck the devil out, my little Em, to suck the spirit back in" Daddy finished, sucking Emma's hot swollen tit back into his hot hungry mouth, his little girl's nipples, "my little Em" he gushed onto her breasts, the mere thought sending spine tingling ripples through him. 

Even Emma felt it. Daddy's cock bulged and jumped in her hand. She wanted it in her little hand. She wanted to feel her father's hot skin in her little hand.

Still sucking her enormously swollen nipples Daddy reached out and placed his fingers around the shaft of the wooden cock inside his little Emma, and began sliding the wooden dildo in and out of his little girl.

"The lord obviously gave you this, tool, to remove the devil my child" he growled, sucking her hot swollen tit into his mouth. 

His lips on little Emma's breast, touching her nipple, teasing her, the Reverend Joshua grew very quiet.

"We must use this tool, so much like, your Daddy's" he breathed, "your father's, ... cock" he groaned, "Mmmmm, yes, baby, pull on Daddy, child. It is a message from the lord, my child, that Daddy's cock, in your hand, baby, is what is needed ... to drive Satan from you. That, your little cunny is what is needed, to save Daddy."

Emma felt a jolt of excitement. Daddy felt her fist tighten.

"This tool, a gift, to prepare you for Daddy, my child" he whispered sliding the wooden thing in and out of his little girl, watching her bald little cunny stretch around it, his hugely hard aching cock being jacked by his little girl, sliding inside her hot, soft, tight little pussy. 

Emma felt her father's cock surge and grow even thicker, harder in her little hand and groaned staring at her hand squeezing it through his cum stained pants imagining his huge cock pushing inside her.

"That is why the lord has seen fit to make Daddy's cock, so very, very hard in your little hand, child, why he has chosen this moment, of our healing, together, helping each other, why he has put you here in this moment so wet and naked in front of your father, to save me from Satan too, little baby." Joshua sucked Emma's nipple into his mouth, bathing her with his hot wet tongue.

Little Emma saw flashes of her father's huge cock from that night while he was bathing and she shivered at the thought of the big thing hot in her little hand, hot and alive through her Daddy's pants, her father's cock replacing the wooden phallus.

She remembered that night, it's shadow through the curtain, her wanting to kiss it, and she knew now the lord was communicating to her, that she needed to kiss her Daddy's cock, yes, to suck on it, to put her mouth over it like her Daddy was doing to her breasts and nipples, oh, her nipples, Daddy's mouth, to pull the devil from him, just like her Daddy was doing to his little girl, sucking so hard on her nipples, "Nnnn Papa, suck me Papa, nnhhh, ooohhgod Papa, suck me" Emma gushed as her hips raised up from her bed.

She knew it was working, she could feel it all the way down to her toes, and deep inside her little pussy. She could save her Daddy, her loving father, from Satan too.

Emma reached up, and inside the now unbuttoned opening in her father's pants and slid her little hand inside. She quivered with the thought of at last touching her father's thick hard pulsing incestuous cock. She bucked and squirmed at the phallus inside her and hugged her Daddy's mouth to her breasts. She thought of her father spanking her, how she felt him cum under her on his lap, how firmly he held her, and she gushed. She found her father's swollen hot cock and wrapped her tiny fingers around it's throbbing pulsing smooth thickness and Daddy groaned on her breast. Thicker than the wooden phallus, she squeezed and Daddy groaned again and began fucking his cock through her little fist. Her father's naked hot meat in her little hand, hotter even than she could have imagined. 




The Reverend Joshua and His Emma Ch. 03



"Mmmmm, Papaaaa" Emma breathed out, her hand holding, squeezing, pulling on her father's erection under his clothes. 

Reverend Joshua thrilled at this, and Emma instinctively began jacking her Daddy, his thick, hot swollen Daddy-cock throbbing and jumping in her little hand. "Nnnn, Daddy" she mewled impatiently, "so, big Daddy" she breathed out, imagining him sliding this thing inside her, jacking her father's cock, pulling, wanting him in her mouth.

Feeling his pre-cum dribbling over her wrist as it made his cock slippery hot like warm butter in her fingers, like the toy in her little cunny, she knew it was working; she was pulling Satan from her Daddy's cock and the feeling of it being in her, thrilled the little girl, too.

Emma pulled harder and faster, sliding her little fist up and down the full length of Daddy's erection slippery with pre-cum dribbling out over her tiny open-fist, breathing harder the more it turned her on, her father's thick hard cock full of Satan, tempting her, tormenting her with religious guilt and then, primordial instinct, primordial wanton sexual lust. 

She could feel the powerful energy swirl through her, from her little bare hand to her bare breasts and to her nipples to her hot little cunny, all the way down her spread open legs to the tips of her curled toes.

Emma squeezed the muscles of her little pussy. She tightened her legs and pointed her toes. She pushed her bald little vulva up to where her Daddy just stared, at her bald, shiny, glistening soft wet pussy, hot and swollen and humping at the wooden phallus in her. Her father twirled it in his fingers making it spin as it went in and out of her so swollen with her excitement, her father's thick meat pulsing and flesh-hot in her tiny hand. 

She jacked her father's cock, turning her little fist like a corkscrew as she slid her fist up and down his raging hard cock, his pre-cum slippery and pouring from the head of his cock. Squeezing, rolling her little fist over the swollen crown Emma remembered the bull fucking the heifer, and she stroked her Daddy' s cock from the base to the top rolling her little hand over the slick wet head. She felt the mushroom shape, and envisioned the crown sliding through her pink little slit, pressing her open, fucking up inside her, deeper and deeper with each push. Deeper even than the wooden phallus shaped like a cock, and Emma pressed her pussy onto the phallus trying to imagine her Daddy inside her, the hot thick throbbing inside her, and she quivered, and breathed out at the thought.

Without taking his mouth from his little girl's nipple, Joshua reached up and unfastened the buckle of his belt. As his pants fell open, the sight of his huge erection and his little girl's hand jacking him was almost too much to bare.

He shifted his body so his waist was closer to Emma, closer so he could suck her breasts too as he reached across her warm soft belly to slide the phallus into his little girl.

Emma stared at her father's throbbing cock in her shiny wet hand, her Daddy's seed spilling over her hand, his bare chest, his smooth belly, his hairy groin now open to her gaze, his balls hanging down, his pubic hair, the veins of his cock throbbing, pulsing thick in her hand. She beamed at his cock in her little hand, pulling, jacking him, as if in a dream. She imagined his seed in her. She imagined her father cumming in her. Him exploding in her like she'd seen him do that night through the curtain, his cum shooting in ropes from his thick hard cock as he jacked himself off. 

The Reverend looked over Emma's belly, his face immediately above Emma's bald mound, her smooth bald vulva, her skin shining and hot, and in that instant he needed to taste his little girl, had to taste his little girl's sex, the sweet perfume of his little girl's sex, intoxicating him, the sweetness of his little girl's honey.

Emma looked at her hand on her Daddy's cock, the head bloated and red-purple when she squeezed it, crystal clear fluid spilling from the opening at its top, tingled at her Daddy's moans, and in a voice full with lust and hunger, religious fervor, working with her Daddy to save each other, she almost cried out, instead in a breathy heated mewl, staring at her father's swollen thick cock, "Daddy, it's working, Daddy, I'm, pulling the devil from you, Papa." She paused, staring at her father's cock. "I know how, Papa" the little girl gushed. "If I, put my mouth on you, Daddy, and if I suck really hard, Daddy, like you're sucking my breasts, oh Papa, yess, ohh, on my, my, nipples, Papa, I can pull Satan from you, too, Daddy. I can suck your spirit back in, if I suck, really, really hard." 

Before her father could pry his sucking mouth from his little Emma's swollen young nipples, before he could breathe out, "suck Daddy baby, suck the devil from Daddy's cock, my child" before he could even put his hand on her head, in her hair, wrap her hair through his fingers, he felt Emma pull herself to his cock and his cock to her mouth, and the little girl, his little Emma, his beautiful little angel swallow her Daddy's seething hard cock in her hot wet mouth.

"Ohhhh baby, ohhhh lil baby, yesssss, suck Daddy. Daddy has wanted this, for so long, baby. Ohhhhh Em, yess, mmmmm, suck Daddy, nnnn, lil baby." He felt her use the flat of her tongue, "Nngggyessss, good girl, yessss, use your, tongue, just like that, lil baby, ohhhh lil baby, yesss" he nearly cried out, instead attacking her breasts, sliding the dildo as deep as he dared push it into his little Emma's pussy. He wanted his cock to go to that deepest place.

Emma moaned on her father's cock, long swelling hot humming moans, and sucked harder as her father moved toward her hot little cunt. 

The Reverend felt his little girl begin sucking harder and harder, moaning and undulating on his cock, using her little hands to jack him at the same time as he leaned down kissing the soft of his little girl's belly, and inhaled.

He kissed and nibbled along her groin until his nose reached the top of her soft smooth mound, her slit, and he inhaled.

Emma, feeling him there, sucked on her father's pounding cock even harder, moaning on her father's cock with greater and greater urgency, a humming singsong moaning that drove her Daddy wild with lust, his little girl sucking his cock, his Em, anticipating him fucking her, sliding inside his daughter's hot wet incestuous cunt. The two of them sucking each other, so alone together in the isolated cabin, the warm breeze flowing through the cabin touching both their skin, the Reverend and his little Em licking and sucking each other's sex.

Mouthing Emma's belly, her smooth vulva, her perversely undulating hips, Joshua rolled the wooden dildo in Emma's glistening slit between his fingers, turning it, spinning it, back and forth, moving it in and out, watching it slide in, and out of his little Em's bald naked little cunny so open to him between her spread legs. He kissed his little girl's groin. He moved the smooth wooden phallus between his thumb and forefingers in and out of his little girl. He kissed the top of her bald soft little pussy, inhaled. He licked.

Emma's hips raised to meet his mouth, pressed as he licked her clit, began shaking as her father licked her slick bald mound, as he slid the huge smooth wooden phallus from her. 

"Oohh Daddy, nnnnnnuhhhh lick me, Papaaaa, nnnn, there" her pink little cunt tingling and pulsing, her Daddy's moans vibrating through her little body writhing to push Daddy's tongue in deeper. The soft little licks, her father's hot wet mouth licking, kissing, sucking, his tongue washing over her. 

Reverend Joshua lathered little Emma's cunny with his tongue, again imagining his cock in his, Em. He mouthed the whole of his little girl's slit, her pink little cunny, moaned out loud, "Mmmmm, lil baby, my little girl. Mmm, you taste so good lil baby, Daddy loves your cream, loves your pink little cunny, you taste so good to Daddy, lil baby."

Her Daddy's tongue washed over her swollen clit again, and again. Her little body quaked and her hips rolled and undulated, bucking at her father's hot incestuous mouth, her father's big hands molded around her bottom, holding a globe of her bottom in each big hand, spreading his daughter's pink wet slit in her Daddy's mouth.

Emma pulled her mouth from her father's seething erection. "Ohhh god Daddy, your tongue, never felt anything like it before, lick me, ohhh Papa yesss, push your tongue in me. I'll suck you Daddy, suck you hard, Daddy, you'll love my mouth on you too, Daddy" and in response to her father's moans Emma opened her beautiful mouth and sucked the head of her father's cock deep into her hot, wet sucking lil babygirl mouth, swirling her tongue over it, drawing her lips over it, moving up and down, swirling from side to side just as Daddy was doing to her creamy wet little cunny, just as Daddy mouthed the whole of her bald mound into his mouth.

Emma sucked and sucked on her father's throbbing hot cock in her hot little mouth as she used both her hands to guide him, both her hands to jack her Daddy's huge cock as she sucked on it, her father in her mouth as she took it deeper and deeper into her throat, as her Daddy licked her, as her Daddy began fucking her hot sucking mouth, as she lathered his cock with her tongue, as they both saved each other, as they both melted into a steaming oral bathing of each others sex in each others mouths.

Sucking each other, moaning and cooing and groaning, Daddy and Emma simultaneously had the vision they both shared; her father sliding his huge, swollen throbbing daddy-cock into his little girl's wet swollen pink cunny.

They sucked each other with the image burning in their deliriously heated minds; Daddy behind his little girl, her raising one leg, her breasts in her Daddy's big hands, her slim little figure wrapped in the love of her own father 's broad chest, her sweet little bald cunny ushering his cock to her, his sliding it through her folds, her little fingers guiding him to her cunt, the first feel of her father's cock finally, finally entering her, his Daddy's little girl so tiny on her father's hugely swollen manhood, her Papa's hands on her girlish hips.

The Reverend was ravenous, thirsty, hungry. His daughter under him, sucking his cock, loving sucking his cock as he moaned on his little Em's bald little cunny, his Emma under him.

"I want my cock inside you, child" he breathed out as he licked and sucked his little Emma's dripping wet little pussy.

"Ohhh, Papa" Emma groaned on his cock, sucking with a renewed vigor. "Yes, Papa, inside me, Papa, want you inside me."

The Reverend Joshua had forgotten about the devil. He had wanted to fuck his little girl. He'd wanted to fuck her for a long time. He wanted to fuck his cock into his hot little daughter. He wanted to watch himself slide through his little girl's pink warm wet slit.

"Daddy needs to slide inside you, Em" Joshua gushed at the image of his cock sliding into Emma. "Papa has wanted this for so long, child."

Hearing her father, Emma thought of herself touching her little cunny in her bed at night, rubbing herself on her bed post when she could have been rubbing on her Papa alone together all those nights in the cabin, in her Daddy's bed, and Emma sucked and sucked her Papa's cock even harder, faster, deeper into her throat. Hearing him say he wanted his cock inside her, she sucked and pulled on his throbbing hard cock in a heated frenzy of lust for her father's cock.

She loved sucking her Daddy. She loved his meat in her little mouth, in her little hands, the head of his cock in the back of her sucking throat. She loved Daddy's mouth on her little pussy. She didn't want it to stop. She loved her father so much. She had to save him, she had to suck him until she'd saved him, and as he licked her even more as she thrust her little pussy into her father's hot licking sucking mouth she began bucking and moaning, the waves of one orgasm after another wracking her entire humming vibrating body.

"Yesss, good girl, cum on Daddy's mouth, lil baby. Cum for Daddy, Em" her father breathed up from between her spread open legs, "Cum on Daddy's mouth."

Her father was saving her. Still she sucked, she sucked her Daddy for all she was worth, even as she came, even as ripple after ripple of vibrating quivering orgasms shivered through her little body, even as Daddy began fucking his cock into her sucking mouth, down her throat, as she heard a low grumbling moan, hers, as she felt Daddy's cock begin to throb and get so hard in her little mouth beneath him, as she felt it get bigger, as she sucked harder, sucked it deeper into her throat squeezing her fists around it, as she felt Daddy's mouth lift from her, as his whole body became rigid, as he moaned out a huge bellowing groaning release.

"OOOOoooh baby, yesssss, suck Daddy, baby, suck Daddy, swallow Daddy's cum baby, suck the devil from Daddy, Em."

She felt his cock erupt down her throat, gush after gush as she sucked and sucked her father's cock, his incestuous seed spilling down her throat as she swallowed as fast as she could, cumming with him, her body squirming and rocking, the sweet salty taste of her Daddy in her mouth, her Papa's cum almost spilling from the corners of her mouth as she sucked, as she swallowed all of him.

Emma felt her father's legs quiver and shake as hers were as she saved her father from the devil, her little fists wrapped around his thickness, her little mouth sucking still, gently now, slowing, like a baby suckling, on the head of her father's bloated cock. She felt him kissing her soft belly, her bald mound, his hot breathing on her bare flesh hot and sweaty, filling her with a glorious satisfaction. 

Her little pussy so fragrant filling the room, a surging vibrating electricity hummed through them both, her father's cock still in her little hands and still rock hard, Emma held on. As her father lifted his leg over her head to stand and began to rise she held on. As her father turned to face her, as they beamed into each others eyes, as he pulled the head of the wooden phallus from her pink little sucking flower, as he looked deeply into her eyes, his big hands behind her knees, and took her soft thighs in his big hands and turned her toward him.

Standing between her legs, his big hands cupping her calves, Daddy raised little Emma's bottom up, scooted her closer to him, spread her open, his little girls bald shiny cunny so erotically open to him. His cock bounced. So thrillingly excited, still hard, he kneeled in front of his little Emma, his hugely long thick cock pointing right at her pink slit.

Emma reached out and wrapped her little hands her little fingers around her father's cock as he pressed himself, the tip of the helmet of his cock, rubbing through and into her folds, again, and again, her buttery pussy coating his cock-head, the thick rigid meat of her father's cock about to enter her.

The Reverend Joshua looked deeply into his daughter's eyes, and they both flashed each other brimming smiles. He breathed in a husky quickening voice, "Put Papa inside you, baby."

Emma held on as the head of her father's magnificently huge cock bumped against her spread open little pussy, her legs bent back her knees in the crooks of her Daddy's arms. She held on to his thick warm flesh, hard and soft at the same time, hot and coated with their mixed juices, humming in her little fingers. She looked down to see the smooth round head, the crown of her father's cock, made to spread her open, against her smooth bald little pussy.

Little Emma almost came hearing her Daddy tell her, "Put Daddy inside you, Em."

As if in a dream she placed her father's cock to her little hole and watched as her lovely father pressed forward, the huge wide head of her father's cock gliding inside her, popping past the ring of her little cunny.

She felt it begin to spread her open, spread past her tightening, her spasming around its girth, so wet and swollen his cock glided inside her.

Emma watched her father move his hips sinking his cock into her a little at a time, deeper, and deeper, until she closed her eyes. Her father's huge hot hard member deeper and deeper and deeper inside her, her little cunny gushing, her little body shaking and then relaxing as her very own father who she loved so much, who she had wanted for so long, fucked his huge hard cock inside her, gliding back and forth inside her hot bald little pussy, her juices running down her inner thighs, down over the globes of her bottom.

"Ohhhhhh, Papaaaaa" she swooned, moaned, as she looked up into her father's eyes, as her Daddy fucked his little Emma, as he leaned forward and kissed her, as her father the Reverend leaned down, her hands on his head, as her father sucked his little girl's breasts back into his hot wet mouth, as little Emma came and came on her Daddy's cock buried deep inside his little girl's cunny, deeper than anything had been before.

Reverend Joshua sunk his cock into his little Emma, her tight little cunny gripping him like nothing he'd ever experienced, his little girl, fucking back at him rolling her little cunny on her Daddy's cock buried to the hilt inside her.

"Mmmm, good girl" he hummed, growled "you like what Daddy's cock is doing, don't you, child?' 

Her eyes closed, her face laid sideways onto the pillow, her mouth open her breaths hot and gushing all Emma could do was nod and mewl, her breathing short and fast, her head rolling back and forth, being fucked by her Daddy.

He loved looking down at her under him, the sparkling sensation as they looked into each others flashing eyes. Smiling, almost laughing in their delirious pleasure, her belly and vulva roiling on his cock, his twisting his hips, rolling his gliding cock, alternating his thrusts, teasing her clit with the topside of his hugely thick swollen daddy-cock.

"Take Daddy, baby, good girl. Mmm, you like Daddy's cock, don't you child?" as he pushed into her, using all the art of making love he knew to use to make his little girl's first time gloriously wonderful. "You like Daddy rubbing your clit while Daddy's cock fucks you, don't you, Em? Mmm, lil baby, yess, Daddy's little girl loves her Papa's big cock, don't you, child. Daddy loves you lil baby. Daddy loves my lil baby's pussy" knowing her body, lifting her on his erection, her lovely full breasts at last in his hands, her swollen nipples at last in his mouth, sucking on her, licking her, kissing her, his incestuous cock buried inside his daughter. 

"Nnnnn, Daddyyyyy" her moans encouraging him, "yesss, Papa, love, your cock, Papa, nnnn, ohhhh, ohh, ohh Dadddy" her hushed whispers at the side of his face, "nnnn, Daddyyy, fuck me, Papa, more, yesss, in me, Papa" telling him to fuck her deeper, "fuck me Papa" telling him to drive the devil out of her, telling him how much she'd wanted to have him in her, how much she loves her Daddy's cock.

His mouth on her breasts, his sucking her nipples, his cock sliding so deep up into her; what a naughty wicked girl she is, Emma thought. She didn't care anymore. She loves being naughty and wicked with her own Daddy, she thought, her loving Daddy. His fucking his big hard daddy-cock into her little pussy, just like the bull and the young heifer. Her lovely wicked Daddy, his cock, his prick, her Daddy's thick bulging meat spreading her little cunny. Her lovely fucking Daddy, her father, she went on and on in a long rapturous delirious chorus of her whispers and moans and hot breath all as her father grunted and moaned and sucked his little Emma's swollen nipples into his mouth, sucked entire mouthfuls of her breasts into his hot sucking mouth.

His weight on his arms over Emma's head, his chest above her, her looking up at her father looking down at her, the smiling look of hot sexed up lust in her young eyes, in Daddy's eyes looking back, they both smiled hotly. 




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Her Daddy's wonderfully big cock sliding in and out of her hot tight little cunny as she breathed out at him, "Love, your big cock, Daddy, fuck me, Papa. Oohhhgod, Daddy, nnnn, fuck my little cunny, Daddy. You like fucking my little cunny don't you, Papa. Like your little girl's cunny wrapped around you, my little pussy, don't you, Daddy. Like having your big hard daddy-cock in your little girl's creamy little pussy, don't you, Papa." 

Emma cooed to her father's cock sawing in and out of her, going so deep inside her and then drawing back out. She leaned in close to father's ear and whispered perversely, "Fuck your little girl, Papa, nnnnnhh, your big hard daddy-cock in my little pussy, so good in me, wanted you in me Papa, so long now. Mmmm, Papa, you're so big in my little pussy, Daddy. Fuck your little girl, Daddy, your good girl, Daddy. Ohhh, mmm, nnnnnn, Papaaaa, yesss, love fucking your cock, Papa. My father's cock, nnn, yes. You do don't you, Papa, need it. Your little girl needs it, your cock, Papa, need it in my little pussy" she gushed in little bursts. "Need your cock in me. Nnnnn, Papa. Let me be your little girl from now on, Papa. Never want it, to stop, Papa." Emma spread her legs wide for him, for his thick prick in her. She opened her hot little cunt to her Daddy's thick long cock stretching her, plunging into her, "Yesss, harder, Daddy. So deep, nnnn, so deep in me."

The look in her father's eyes made Emma clamp her tight little pussy around his hot pulsing prick. She found his rhythm, sucked as he pulled, and opened as he pushed, released as he pulled, and pressed her bald vulva up to his groin as he pushed. Back and forth they rode each other, fucking each other, madly, passionately, wickedly, a Daddy and his little girl, Emma and her father, alone together in the cabin out in the middle of the prairie. Incestuous lovers, father and daughter, the Reverend and his little Em. 

Joshua leaned to the side of Emma's ear, softly growled as he arched his back, his shoulders, thrust himself into her. 

"Daddy loves fucking your, beautiful little cunny, baby. Daddy has wanted to fuck my little girl, for so long. Wanted to slide my cock inside your hot little pussy, wanted to suck your gorgeous breasts, baby, and we're going to fuck each other, whenever we want to now my sexy little baby. We'll need to save each other often now, baby. Daddy loves you. Love being in you, Emma. Daddy loves being in you child. We'll keep each other safe, the devil away, with each other, Em."

The Reverend Joshua watched his little Emma's eyes smile with wanton love and lust and delight in hearing her Daddy say those words, his big cock gliding, fucking in and out of her. Her eyes so soft and opening and closing with his thrusts in a state of absolute divine pleasure, ecstasy, her handsome father's big thick hard cock sliding in and out of her, her looking up into his unfathomably hot eyes, his cock stretching her sopping wet little cunny.

The Reverend watched his little Em breathe, mouth, the words, "Love you ... Papa. Love ... your cock in me, Papa. Fuck me... Daddy. Fuck your naughty little girl, your wicked, little girl, fuck me with your big cock, Daddy, ohhhhhh, Papa, yes" as she wrapped her legs around her father's legs, as she pulled him to her tightly with her heels, stretched her little body under him, raised her knees for him, took his big cock deep inside her gliding in and out of her dripping wet little pussy. 

Emma kissed her father's cheek, his ear, again, and again whispering "love you fucking me, Daddy. Love your cock in me, Papa" as she began cumming again on her father's cock, humping her little pussy up to him faster and faster. "Nnnnnn, Papa, fuck me, fuck my little pussy, Daddy. Ooooh Daddy, cumming, Dadddy." 

When Joshua realized his little girl was cumming on his cock, her cumming pushed him over the edge. He thrust his cock deep into little Emma's sweet little pussy until he felt the head of his cock reach her deepest place and began cumming in his little girl, holding himself inside his little Emma, cumming inside his little girl, hugging her to him, her hugging him to her. 

"Oh god, Em, oh my little fucking baby, Daddy's cumming inside you, Daddy's cumming in you baby."

Emma pulled her father into her, hooking her heels behind his calves, wrapping her arms around his broad muscled shoulders, whispered out, "Nnnnn, Daddy, yessss, cum in me, Papa" her father's cock exploding inside her, her father cumming in her warm little belly. 

Continued ... Chapter IV: Lovers, The Taboo Broken



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Chapter IV: Lovers, The Taboo Broken 

It was evening before the Reverend and Emma woke in each others arms. 

The heat of the day gone, an early evening prairie summer breeze blowing in the open cabin door, the fragrance of clover sweetened the air. 

They'd gotten up, dressed and still hungry the way new lovers are, hugging, bonded in love and lust, a sweet quiet kind of desire simmered as they kissed, a mesmerizing kiss, their tongues in each others mouths, that tingling sparkling delight in each others groins never really going away.

"Baby? I ... have to tend to the animals before dark" the Reverend persuaded Emma. He couldn't stop touching her. Her pressing against him, so sexily, her feminine scent so captivating him. She had slipped on her filly white drawers. leaning into her father on her tiptoes, the cotton chemise and drawers smelling of her, her hair a sexy mess, her father, her lover, beaming at her. 

The Reverend stood back and looked at his daughter. She was gorgeous. Her top open to mid-chest, her olive complexion, she was absolutely glowing, her so powdery soft, her so sexy in her underwear. Emma smiled blushing. 

"If you'll start the fire, Papa, I'll warm us some food" she beamed up at him, her youthful exuberance calmed by her smoky sexual heat "and start our bathwater" Emma offered, a glint in her eye, one that her father caught, meaning they would bathe together tonight. 

Even as Emma said it the Reverend Joshua's cock hardened against his daughter's soft warm belly. Emma reached between them and squeezed her father's thickening cock, her little pussy tingling, that hungry excited thrilled look in her eye again, lusty, playful, sexual.

"My, the devil does want you, doesn't he child?" Reverend Joshua teased smiling so warmly, reaching down to cup her bottom, his hands going inside the open crotch of her frilly soft cotton drawers, and into the warmth and wetness of his daughter's already swelling creamy wet little pussy. 

Emma sighed, raising one leg in a kind of sexual pirouette to allow her father complete access between her legs, her bare soft sex framed so erotically by the crotchless bottom of her white cotton drawers. She smiled softly under her eyelashes up at her father. 

"He wants you too, Papa" she chimed, giving his swollen erection another soft squeeze. She whispered against his chest "You're so hard" squeezing her father's erection, the thick meat of his cock so hot even through his pants. "He's inside you again already, too, Papa" Emma conspired with her father " ... he wants us ... to fuck again, Papa" Emma purred up at her father.

Pushing against him pulling on his newly hot throbbing incestuous erection, Emma nuzzled into her father's neck, her eyes closed, smiling, in love with her father. "He wants us to be lovers, Papa" Emma cooed "incestuous lovers" she whispered, her words inflaming her already slippery hot wet little cunt. "I know how to get the devil out of you now, don't I, Daddy?" she whispered secretively in her girl'ish soft little voice so sexily Joshua's blood quickened. 

"I know how, Daddy" pulling, squeezing on her father's aching hard erection, his balls heating, tightening "I know how to, don't I, Papa?" rubbing her swelling tingling breasts against her father, his fingers pushing inside her, her pulling on his hugely swollen cock, her nipples making her hot little cunny hum.

"Yes, baby, you do, indeed you do, child" the Reverend groaned his eyes swallowing his daughters flashing eyes. "Ohhh god, Em" her jacking little hand making him wrap his big arms around her, pull her to his chest, enshrouding her, his lips hot in her hair, his daughter jacking his aching cock right through his pants, his balls hot and tingling.

"Papa? If you need me to, Papa, I ... will Papa. I'll put you in my mouth again, I will, I want to Daddy" his little Em breathed harder, jacking her father's cock, the warm swelling wetness between her legs making her squirm, pushing her groin into her father's thighs, rubbing her large swollen breasts into her father's chest, her nipples hard and aching hot Emma used both her little hands to rub his cock. 

Her father's one big hand covering the whole small of her bare lower back, his thumb sliding over the dimples of her lower back, his other inside the slit of her crotchless drawers, pressing into her slippery wet folds. 

Emma cooed and purred, jacking him. His big warm masculine hands cupping her bottom, cupping her hot little pussy, she rubber her aching tits against her father, wanted him to touch her breasts practically pouring out from the unbuttoned chemise top. 

"I know how, Papa" she gushed again, rubbing against him, heating them both, repeating the naughty wicked words, her his daughter offering to suck her own father's incestuously hard aching dripping wet cock. 

She could feel the damp heat of her father's pre-cum soaking his pants again. "Daddy? I like you in my mouth, Papa" that hungry want between her legs. "I love sucking you, Daddy, it makes me so wet, want you ... to lick me again, too, Papa. Oh god Daddy, I'm so wet again" she purred, wriggling and swaying on her father's fingers. "Can I, Papa? Make you cum again, in my mouth, Papa? I'll suck you so hard, Daddy, I promise, I will, I'll suck you so hard, Papa" her voice breathy hot, her squirming on her father's fingers imagining herself sucking his cum, milking her father's hot hard cock with her little hands. 

"I'll show you how much I like it, you so hard in my mouth, Daddy, what a good girl I am." 

Joshua's cock throbbed in his daughters hands, the meaty thickness of his cock hot, swollen, needing relief. When she said "your good girl, Papa" he nearly came. The very things she said in his fantasies as he jacked off out in the fields thinking of his beautiful little Emma. 

"Papa? While you ..." she could barely speak, " ...go out, I'll put on my nightgown for you ... I want you to take it off me, Daddy. I want you to see me in it, to watch me in front of the fire, Papa." Emma pictured her swollen hot breasts swaying, jostling under her gown, her naked hot litte cunny so bare under her gown, the thin cotton fabric damp in the steam clinging to her curves, her sweaty heat making it almost transparent for her father's pleasure. She pictured him sitting there, his hugely swollen cock. How really she'd known all those nights her father was aching hard watching her, that she wanted him to watch her. 

"Oh god Daddy" Emma gushed, wriggling on her father's fingers, her nipples aching hard, her little hand jacking her father's cock through his cum soaked pants "to see through it, to see me move for you Daddy. It makes me so wet you watching me. You wanting me, Papa. Knowing your cock" she gave it a hard squeeze "is so hard for me, Daddy. That watching me, seeing me almost naked under my gown, makes you ... so hard, Daddy."

Alone, just the two of them in the cabin, no one near for miles and miles, the incestuous lovers ground into each other, the warmth and dampness of each other's hot skin radiating between them.

"Em, I want to watch you laying on your bed, child, touching yourself" the Reverend admitted fucking his cock into Emma's little hands, "laying on your belly, your little bottom pushed up, baby" he growled in heat thrusting his fingers inside her from behind, her soft bottom her warm-hot bare skin so deliciously exposed through her crotchless drawers. "Mmmm, kitten, Daddy wants my lil baby, too. Daddy wants to show you how to be Daddy's good girl, Daddy's naughty lil baby. Would you like that Em, for Papa to show you? To be Papa's wicked lil lover?"

Emma breathed out, his incestuous little lover, in answer leaning hard into her father's chest, squeezing and pulling vigorously on her father's raging hot cock between them his pre-cum soaking through his pants. Her breasts jostled and shook to her jacking motion, the backs of her hands hitting her breasts as she leaned them down to her jacking his cock wanting to feel her father's cock against her swollen hot tits. 

"Oh god Daddy, yessss, your lover, Papa" staring at her hands pulling on her father. 

"Em? Daddy wants to show my little girl things that, well, you're going to love, Em" Joshua whispered turning her by her chin to look up at him. 

Emma swooned as her father leaned and kissed her tenderly on the lips, then hotter, a long deep kiss, their tongues entwined, father and daughter.

"Mmmbaby, have to, go ... tend to the animals" he growled still kissing his daughter's warm wet mouth, slipping his tongue inside her warm mouth, her hands hungrily pulling on his throbbing hot cock. 

"I'll be ... right back, my little lover, mmmm, lil baby, Daddy wants, more" he growled playfully, grabbing her little bottom, mouthing the swell of her neck. "I know you loved Daddy's tongue licking you, didn't you, child" he whispered into her ear. "Papa wants to lick my lil baby again, when I get back" he whispered touching his forehead to hers. "Papa wants to taste my lil girl again. Mmm, lil baby" he growled, pressing his cock into Em's hands, against her groin pushing back at her father, rubbing herself on his field hardened thighs. 

"Daddy, you're, you're making me so hot again, Daddy" Emma mewled. "It felt so good, Daddy, yesss, I loved your mouth on me Papa, your tongue, made me so wet, Papa. Oh god Daddy, you're making me so slippery, Daddy. Want to put you inside me. Go take care of the animals, I'll be here when you get back" Emma purred pushing away from the warmth of her father's broad chest.

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Emma luxuriated in her father's attentions; he made her feel so loved, so lovely, his little kitten. She wanted to show her Daddy how much she loved him.

She put the kettle on the hearth hook, and still smiling, basking in the glow of their incestuous heat decided she would eat as she prepared food for her father. He could eat coming in from the barn while she filled the tub for them. She wanted her father to bathe her, and, she wanted to bathe her father. 

Emma glowed in the early evening light. She pictured his cock hard and throbbing, that huge thick thing. "Mmmm, Papaaaaa" she whispered to herself "I want to soap your huge cock, Papa. Want to ... jack my father's cock" feeling so wicked saying the words in her mind "to stand in front of you, so tiny in front of you, Papa, to jack your huge cock, Daddy, in both my little hands, to rub it against my breasts, to slide your cock between my breasts, Papa" she gushed out in a heated flurry, so sexed up, so wanting to make her father cum inside her again, with her, thrilling at making him cum, her cumming on his daddy-cock that she'd made so, so hard. 

Emma's nipples ached. Her breasts felt so full, so swollen hot pushing through her top she had to touch them, filling her hands fleshy hot, heavy, so firm and full. She closed her eyes and sighed pulling on her nipples. She wanted to do everything with her Papa. She wanted to wash his magnificent cock for him. She wanted him to fuck his cock soapy with lather in her little hands, slippery between her breasts.

"Ohh god, Daddy's cock, fucking my breasts" she gushed picturing her firm full young breasts so large wrapped around his thick hard pulsing cock. How hot it would make her looking into his eyes as he fucked her breasts, his balls hot against her belly, so full of her Papa's cum. 

Emma took a deep breath, picturing her and her father in bed at night, him straddling her, kneeling over her, opening her mouth as he fucked her lovely swollen tits. Pictured his cock slipping between her lips, her licking the head. How hot and horny it would make her, relishing in the heat and friction of his huge hard hot cock sliding slippery wet in his pre-cum between her pillowy soft breasts. How she'd moan wrapping her lips around the head of her father's cock sucking him, swallowing his hot cum, her father's seed. Emma was beside herself. 

"Papa, I want you again, Papa. Want you to lick me, my little pussy again" she mewled picturing his tongue licking through her shiny pulsing hot slit again. "Want to suck your cock Papa. Want you in my mouth again" she whispered out into the cabin, picturing them sucking each other at the same time leaning against the wooden table for support, slipping her fingers inside her drawers, under her chemise, fingering her hot little cunt, squeezing her aching swollen tits. 

"Such ... a naughty girl, such a dirty little girl" Emma thought out loud. "I know I'm so wicked, lord, but I love my Daddy's cock. I want my Papa to fuck me, to slide inside me. How wrong could that be? I don't care if the devil does have me, I want my Papa's cock in my mouth, ohhhh god, I want my father to cum in my mouth again" she gushed feeling so fluttery lightheaded she almost lost her balance as she made herself lean forward and stand, as she made herself change into her nightgown, her mind and her swollen tingling body hot and flushed. 

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Joshua took care of all the animals, smiling and talking and beaming at them; he was so wonderfully happy, brimming with love and lust and want for his daughter, eager to be back in the cabin with his little Emma. His cock was aching hard as he stepped out of the barn, picturing her, imagining, fantasizing as he did in the fields Emma bound from the rafter of the barn, her arms high above her head, her wriggling, his tearing open her blouse, attacking her lovely swollen hot tits. 

He looked out into the soft silent evening sky, a huge majestic cumulus cloud hovering out over the slopes and wanes of the prairie. He looked over at the cabin, the largest landmark besides the rolling slight hills and berms for miles out on the plains, and there was Emma standing in the doorway, leaning against the heavy slat door a vision of loveliness in the purplish pink light of the pending dusk.

She was already dressed in her white nightdress, the thin cotton gown pushed against her by the breeze, her long dark hair blowing to her side and behind her. Her curves and thighs and breasts outlined so clearly, her arms behind her, the breeze blowing her gown up, fondling her the way the Reverend wanted to himself; Reverend Joshua growled "Nnnnnn, lil babyyyy" squeezing his cock through his pants. He loved looking at his daughter. 

Emma had stepped out of the cabin to signal to him she was ready to begin their bath, her long hair let down blowing in the breeze. Her father had never seen a more beautiful sight than his little Emma right then. 

He recalled a postcard he'd seen once, a photograph, a Platinum print by an artist, Thomas Eakins. The nude woman in the photograph was languidly leaning her feminine suppleness in a similar way, as Emma was now, her flowing hair draped around her, very much like Emma's windblown dark hair was around her face. 

"Lord she is so lovely" he thought to himself, "so fucking sexy." Her father didn't have words.

Reverend Joshua raised his arm, gestured a wave and smiled back at his daughter, and then turned back into the barn to finish up, his cock aching throbbing hard anticipating bathing with his beautiful little girl, his lovely daughter, his Emma.

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Emma poured the water hot and steaming into the tub. Sweaty in the steam of the bath as she carried the heated water from the hearth, this time her glances at her father, back from the barn, in the cabin for the night sitting watching his daughter as he did each night, knowing he was watching her, that he was so hard watching her, that she was performing for him, bending and leaning and letting her large breasts jostle under her thin gown so enticingly, had Emma on the verge of cumming at every movement. 

The way her gown formed around her, her hips, her thighs, her tender little shoulders, her long brown hair, a work of art. Tonight the Reverend didn't hide his gaze, or his erection. He watched his daughter, her gown transparent from the steam and her perspiration, his little girl looking so soft and delicately feminine. Just the two of them alone on the farm, his cock hard and throbbing, delaying his gratification. 

Emma let him know she liked him looking at her, wanted him to look at her, bending, subtly lifting one leg, raising her bottom provocatively, her gown unbuttoned to the middle of her chest, leaning so her father could see her swollen hot breasts, her erect puffy hot nipples. 

They didn't say a word as Joshua uncrossed his legs, and stretched his legs in front of him; he wanted Emma to see his hard cock straining against his pants, the fabric tenting like it would burst around his bloated pulsing hot erection, squeezing his cum filled balls. The two incestuous lovers putting on a show for one another, building the sexual tension, their secret, their private moments here alone together just the two of them, incestuous lovers, where no one else would know, their secret. 

Pretending in part, that tonight, was no different from any night, the delicious seduction, Emma's father gazing with that powerful lust for his daughter, gorging himself, feasting on her through her nightgown, watching her, her eyes, her smile as Emma walked over to him, their eyes locked, and held out her hand. 

"Come bathe with me, Papa" Emma almost whispered, her nipples pushing out through her damp nearly transparent gown. "Let me wash you" her eyes traveling down to his hugely hard cock straining to be released. 

Emma saw herself stroking his cock in the bath, her hands soapy and slippery, jacking her father's cock; her little cunny hummed, that buttery feeling in her belly.

Joshua saw his daughters nipples pressing through the thin fabric of her gown, damp and clinging to her glowing soft skin, her rounds, her cherry dark nipples, puffy and hard. He wanted to take them into his mouth right through her nightgown. The cabin was filled with an erotic, incestuous tension as he stood from his chair letting Emma pull him up, letting Emma walk him to the tub's edge where she turned to face her father. 

She leaned in close to his chest and inhaled her father's scent. She unhooked the heavy metal buckle of his belt, unbuttoning his pants, her breasts pressed together against her wrists, her father looking down between them his cock threatening to burst out, and then looking up and into his daughters sparkling eyes, his eyes smiling hot, hungry. 

Emma blushed. She studied her lover's chest, her father's strong chest. She kissed his soft skin as she opened his shirt staring at her father nipples too, brushing her soft fingers through his fur, over his sweaty hot chest. Breathing him in, kissing his nipples, she pushed his pants down slowly over his warm hot skin, his hips, his bottom, and let them drop to the floor around her father's feet.

Joshua stood naked in front of his daughter, his rigid hard cock bouncing against her belly, his strong arms at his side almost menacing in his quiet strength. 

Emma admired the way her father's thighs flexed, how his long legs were shaped, how his thighs glistened in the steamy room. She ever so slowly deliberately reached out and gently touched her fingers over her father's erection. Joshua groaned.

She rubbed her palm over the head, tracing her fingertips up its girth. He leaned his head back, his eyes half closed. She squeezed so tenderly the Reverend's knees went momentarily weak. The Reverend leaned in close to his daughter, inhaling her perfumy powdery fragrance, his cock throbbing in her little hands.

"You're making Daddy need you, Em" his deep voice rumbling through his daughter.

Emma flushed and began breathing harder, squeezed, pulling on her father's thick hot pulsing cock in her little hands, stared down at it in her little hands, her voice ragged, her throat dry, she whispered "Step into the tub, Papa, let me, bathe you, Papa, let me ... clean you" picturing herself stroking her father's cock lathered in soapy bubbles. 




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The Reverend did as his daughter said, stepped back into the hot water up to his calves, and then looked at Emma looking down at his hugely hard cock her fingers loosely around it as she squeezed it again, and again. 

"Now you, Em" her father said with a gentle growling soft voice, full of hunger for his daughter pulling her toward him in the tub, them chuckling together, her stepping into the hot water in her gown, its hem under the water, the water climbing the fabric. 

Joshua could see his little girl's thighs through the gown, her knees, her hips, her soft little belly in the firelight. He beamed love and lust and want at his lovely daughter, looked at her smiling softly. 

"You are so lovely, baby. Turn around for me, Em, slowly baby, Daddy wants to look at you, child."

Emma looked into her father's loving eyes and slowly turned for him, his eyes on her, her pussy wet, her breasts throbbing hot, her liking her father's eyes on her. 

Her back to him, she looked over her shoulder, smiling at the hungry look on her father's face. She felt herself arch her back, push her bottom out, her chest up, her long silky hair draping down her back. 

Her white gown contrasting against his nakedness, Joshua moved against her bottom, resting his hands on her slender shoulders.

Emma could feel his hot hard nakedness glowing in the firelight, his cock, hard and throbbing hot press into her bottom, into her lower back through her thin billowy gown, her entire being tingling under it. Her father's hot thighs against the backs of her legs gave her a tremendous feeling of a closeness she'd never experienced as her father's hands moved down her sides. 

They had never stood this close, like this, her father's front to his daughter's back. Her Papa's thighs pressed into the backs of hers, lovers, hot, sweaty wet in the steam, their bodies singing with desire. The moment bonded them in an entirely new way. 

Her father's chest hot against her back his shoulders so broad they consumed her, Emma's voice so soft her father's cock hardened even more Emma breathed out "You feel so good, Daddy" as she arched her back, pushed her bottom against her father's raging hard cock. "I feel all of you, Papa" her wrists and hands around her father's thighs, pulling him against her, pushing her bottom against his throbbing erection through her gown, her tender shoulders into his arms, her back into his chest. 

The hot water felt good on her legs, and the steam rising up under her gown made her little cunny tingle and ache as her father the Reverend kissed and nuzzled the side of Emma's face from behind her. 

"Nnnn Papaaa, that, feel so good. Mmm your kisses, making me so hot again, Daddy" she breathed almost out one word at a time. 

He kissed her hair, his chest hot-warm through her gown on her back. She felt him move his hands on either side of her to the fronts of her tender, sensitive thighs his groin pressed against her bottom. 

Her little cunny gushed hot, that buttery feeling in her belly urgent. Emma felt like she was swirling, swaying under her father's touches, him silent, only the sound of his breathing against her. The fire crackling, he moved his hands upward sliding his long fingers hot into the swell between her legs, bunching her nightdress in his hands as he did. 

He was rougher now, hungry for her. His fingers cupped and curled under her little pussy through the soft gown, pulling up, and her to him, grinding his cock against his daughter's soft little bottom.

"Ohhhh, Daddy, nnn touch me, Papa" raising onto her tiptoes, reaching back with her arms over and around her father's neck giving her father full access to her hot trembling body.

"Nnnn, Papaaaa, oh god Daddy, your fingers, nnn" her body melting, pressing back, her father's cock between the globes of her bottom, "you're, ... you're making me so wet, Papa" the large head of her father's cock rubbing on her little bottom. Emma gasped imagining her father there, inside her, inside her little bottom. She felt herself become slippery soaking wet arching her back, breathing out hard, and fast. 

"Nnnn, Daddy, nnnn my breasts, Papa, touch my breasts, need you to" pushing her bottom hard into her father's groin, uncertain whether to tell her father she wanted him to take her bottom, too, that she wanted him to have all of her, to have her, everywhere. 

Her swollen aching breasts in his cupping hands, fondling her breasts, pulling on her aching swollen nipples, her father's hot delirious kisses, her father's mouth on her shoulders, him devouring her in his strong arms. "Want you ... to fuck my bottom, too, Daddy" she breathed out in a quivering gush, shaking all over as she did, her voice so soft "Please, Papa, in me, want your cock in me Papa, everywhere, Daddy." 

Joshua was all over his little girl, touching her everywhere, making her moan, lose her balance, her legs crumpling under her, him holding her up, making her hotter still, arching her back just so, her father's raging hard cock pressed against her little bottom, against her wet little cunny.

Joshua was grinding himself into little girl through her gown, his daughter, whispering hot naughty wicked things to his little Em. 

"Mmmm, Em, yes lil baby, Daddy wants to fuck your little bottom too, lil baby" cupping his daughter's full firm breasts, kneading them out toward her puffy hot nipples. "Daddy wants to slide inside my little girls's little bottom, too" growling, humming, his mouth biting down on Emma's shoulder, purposely pressing the head of his hugely swollen cock to his little girl's bottom.

"Ohhh, Papa, nnnnyes there Papa, want you there, Papa. Make me your good girl, Daddy. Fuck my little bottom, Papa, take my bottom. I want you to have my little bottom too, Papa. Whenever you want me, Daddy" she gushed out in a chorus of need.

"Mmmm, lil baby, yes" her father almost snarled. "Daddy's going to fuck your little bottom, child. You belong to Papa, lil baby. Daddy's going to slide inside you, slide inside your soft cottony little bottom. Daddy's going to make your little ass mine, too" the Reverend growled hot against his daughter's cheek. 

"Yessss, your's Papa" Emma groaned squeezing her father's thighs in her fingers behind her. "Your's Papa" she mewled her feet spreading further apart to give her father better access, to her hot little cunny, his thick hard cock firmly in the crack of her bottom, sliding up and down through her bottom, along her lower back. 

Emma felt the dampness of her father's pre-cum through her gown and the thought made her quiver. Her father's cum, her father's seed. She sighed and arched her back again, trying to touch more of it against her hot throbbing humming little cunt, the idea of her father buried inside her, cumming deep in her little belly making her quiver and shake, her father's cock, shooting his incestuous seed deep into her warm wanton little cunt, deep into her warm little belly. 

The Reverend wrapped around her, her father's familiar smell all around her, Emma groaned,

"Ohh Daddy, your ... your cock is so hard, Papa, I can feel it throbbing, Daddy. It wants me too, Daddy. I make your cock hard, don't I, Papa?" prodding her father with what she knew he wanted. "You want my little pussy don't you, Papa? You want to fuck your little girl again, don't you? My tight, wet lil cunny, don't you, Papa?" Emma was making her self pant with want. "My father wants to fuck me. Wants to, ... cum in me. Nnnn Daddyyy. The devil, Papa. So wicked. I ... want your cock in me, Papa, you ... to fuck me Daddy."

The Reverend groaned, growled "Mmmm, lil baby, yesssss, you make Daddy hard, little baby. Yesss child, Daddy wants my lil girl's tight little cunny, your warm wet soft little pussy wrapped around my cock, child. Yesss, Daddy wants to fuck my little girl's lil cunny again. Papa wants to cum inside you, child. Mmm, such a naughty lil baby for Daddy. Baby? Daddy is going to fuck your little bottom, too, baby" the Reverend said just to make Emma hot. "Daddy is going to slide inside your hot wet little cunny, and then Daddy is going to fuck your tight little bottom" he whispered so hotly Emma shook all over, her body undulating at her father's words.

"UhnnnnnDaddy, nnnn, yesss my pussy, Daddy, ... my little bottom, Daddy."

Joshua bent his knees and lowered himself slightly, pressed his cock against Emma's bottom. "Mmmm, here lil baby?" he asked lasciviously as he raised back up, his cock sliding up between the cheeks of her bottom. "Is this where you want Daddy, lil baby" through her gown "to fuck your little bottom, child?" pressing Emma to open her legs even further, to lean forward, arch her back, give her Daddy her bottom. The Reverend took full advantage, sliding his hands up across her belly, his hands cupping Emma's ripe swollen breasts through her gown.

"Mmm, Em, Daddy loves your breasts, lil baby. Papa loves my little girl's big tits" squeezing them kneading them pulling on her swollen hard nipples. "Does this feel good, baby?" his rigid hard cock hot against his little girl, her swollen breasts cupped in her father's big hands, his pulling, squeezing her aching nipples.

"Nnnnnnyess, Daddy. Don't stop, nnnn, Dadddy, feel so good in your hands, Papa, so warm inside, Papa, I feel it all the way inside me, Daddy." Emma's knees went weak. "Mmm, Daddyyy, feels so good, don't stop" she groaned pushing back into her father, pushing her aching hot tits into his big hands. "Squeeze my breasts harder Daddy, pull on my nipples Papa, they ache so much, Papa" she hummed and moaned. 

Emma closed her eyes, her weight sagging into her father's arms under hers. Her mewls and moans and squeaks of pleasure, her Papa's hot-warm hands, her Papa's hands encircling her swollen throbbing breasts, kneading, squeezing, pulling, making her little cunny gush with heat.

Joshua stood over Emma, his arms around her, looking down at her breasts in his hands. Kneading them, milking them, her nipples between his big fingers.

"Mmm, Daddy wants to suck your nipples, Em, Daddy wants to suck my little girl's nipples" sliding his hugely hard cock up and down through Emma's gown and into the groove of her little bottom. 

Emma pressed back against the heated friction of her father's cock, his hardness making her gush out her breaths, her mouth open, her eyes closed, his hands kneading her swollen hot breasts, him all around her, sliding against her cunny from behind, pushing into the lips of her slippery little cunny.

"Baby? Your little pussy belongs to Daddy" he growled as he squeezed her breasts harder, pulled on her nipples, his mouth at her neck, kissing, biting.

"Ohhh god Daddy, nnnyyesss your's Papa, belongs to you Papaaa" her arms her hands and wrists clasped behind her father's neck giving him full access to her fiery hot breasts through her gown, to her belly, her sweet little pussy as she ground her bottom against her father's erection. "Daddy, I want your baby in me, Papa."

Emma turned her head and nuzzled her father's neck as he lifted and squeezed and cupped her breasts together through her gown.

"Nnnnnuhhh Papaaa, ohhhh Daddy, love your hands on me, Daddy" Emma moaned as her faher mouthed and kissed and bit her long neck, pushing her gown from her shoulder with his chin, kneading her breasts as she squeezed her legs together, around her father's cock.

"Nnnnn, Daddy, touch me with it, Daddy" his thighs holding her tight between his, his throbbing hot hard cock pushing through her gown into the slick juices of her dripping hot wet little cunt. 

The Reverend moved his hands down to her thighs again. She felt his fingers cinching up her gown, higher and higher until his hands were on her tender little hips, his voice a long steady growl.

"Lil baby, Daddy's going to fuck you" her gown around her waist. "Daddy is going to make you cum on my cock, child" her glowing hot thighs, her flat soft rounded little belly. "Mmm, baby, you're going to make me cum inside you, Em" her wet dripping creamy little cunny bare and exposed. 

Emma quivered all over her father's words.

"Daddy's going to slide my big hard cock inside you, little baby" he whispered over the crackling fire, her little cunny swollen wet and shiny, steam and sweat beading on her delicate soft skin. Her father's long fingers pressing into her, pushing inside her aching hot little pussy. Father and daughter, standing in the water all alone in the cabin just the two of them on the farm, the night around them their kingdom. 

"Nnnn Papa, yes, mmmmm want you to fuck me again, Papa. Want you in me, Papaaa. Put it in me Daddy" she practically whimpered in heat trying to hang on to her father's neck, trying to raise and hold up one leg so he could enter her. 

Joshua was on fire. No woman had ever made him so incredibly hot, so incredibly animalistic. Emma was writhing under his touches, pushing into him, pressing her hot little cunt to his cock. 

He bent his knees to lower himself until his cock was between Emma's legs, under her, her gown pulled up around her waist, cinched over her tender little hips.

Rigid hard, the full length of his swollen daddy-cock touching up under Emma's dripping hot little cunny, her pussy lips straddling the thick hot girth of her father's raging hard erection, urgent between her young tender legs, Joshua felt a rush of bestial excitement as he slid his hands under her gown to touch the head of his cock in front of his little Emma, his cock protruding from between her shaking legs, and almost lifted her on the length of his cock. He pulled back to rub his cock across her entire vulva, sliding himself through her slippery little cunny as Emma began rocking her hips.

"Nnnn, ohhhh, ohhh god, Dadddyyy" sliding her cunt on his swollen thick cock, her father's cock, sliding through her hot little cunny, sawing back and forth, his long thick daddy-cock as his fingers touched her, his fingers gripping between her legs.

"Mmmmmm, babyyyyy, fucking my cock through your lil pussy, so soft, so slippery wet, Em, mmmmm, lil baby" opening her as he used his thumbs to rub over her slick shiny mound, her clit. "You're so wet, child" his huge cock sliding mercilessly through her tender wet folds, his breath hot on the side of her face. 

Like two rutting animals the Reverend squeezed his daughter to him supporting her full weight on the girth of his thick swollen hard cock, her hands around his neck.

Her father's chin over her shoulder, her face against his, her breath hot and ragged on their faces, Emma breathed out in a mewling hot whimper "Nnnnn, Papaaa, want ... to be your good girl, Daddy. Show you how good I can fuck your cock, Papa. Fuck your cock in my pussy, Papa. Put it in me, Daddy" pushing back at her father, rocking her tender bare little hips back and forth, rolling her hips fucking herself on the top of her father's meaty hot erection sliding between her slippery thighs. 

Her cream running down her legs, her gown up over her little hips sandwiched between them, her lovely hips and bottom bare and thrusting against her father, he kissed and mouthed her neck, her shoulders, her breasts sweaty hot jiggling and shaking and bouncing under her gown. 

"Baby, take Daddy's cock in your hands, lil baby" he breathed hot over her shoulder. "That's my good girl. Make yourself feel good with Daddy's cock, child. Mmmm yesss, that's my girl."

Emma did what she was told, taking her hands from behind her father's neck, and reaching under the front of her gown to take her father's cock protruding from between her legs in front of her. 

She groaned when she felt him, how thick he was, how hard he was, how big her father's cock was between her tender little thighs, sliding through her bald little slit. 

Emma's body lit up, rocked and gyrated, her little hips humping at her father's hugely hard cock. She couldn't help herself, her sopping wet creamy little cunt slipping and sliding and wriggling on the Reverend's big hard cock.

Riding his erection, his full length filling the length of her shiny hot wet little cunny, Emma pulled his cock back and up to rub her screaming little clit on the wide back of her father's cock sliding between her legs. The thickness and meaty heat of her father's cock in her little hands, she stroked hi, curled her palm over the big head of her father's raging hard cock. 

Her eyes closed, her bare little bottom lifting and pressing into her Daddy's soft warm groin, Emma's mouth hung open, her nightgown bunched up around her waist, her tender little hips damp and humping, sliding her pussy, slippery hot wet as she fucked herself with her father's cock.

The Reverend reached around Emma's shoulders to untie the lace-tie holding her gown closed. "Papa wants all of you, Em" he practically hissed, his daughter pulling on his cock, her wet little creamy hot cunny sliding back and forth over him. "Papa wants your big tits in my hands" thrusting his hips through Emma's squeezing thighs, through her hot, creamy wet little cunny. 

"Daddy wants you again, lil baby. Daddy wants to fuck my little girl again" her father's words making Emma tremble with excitement. "Papa wants to be deep inside you, Em. Deep inside my little girl. Want you to cum on Papa's cock, child. Want to cum inside my daughter, cum deep in your little belly, Em." 

Emma gushed to the image of him cumming inside her. The Reverend pulled the lace ribbon of Emma's gown all the way out so her gown would open down the front, exciting little Emma even more. She arched her back to thrust her swollen hot breasts forward, anticipating Daddy's bare hands, rocking her creamy wet little cunny on Daddy's cock, her hard nipples jutting out, her breasts jostling in the firelight.

Emma was so hot rubbing on her father's throbbing hard silky soft cock. She felt him lean to one side, heard him pick up the bowl they used to bathe, felt him raise his arm behind her and felt the rush of hot steamy refreshing water pour down over Daddy's head onto her back, her shoulders, down her front across her bare breasts, pour down along her arms and across her little hands around her father's cock. Her splayed open gown clung dripping hot steamy wet to her chest, her glistening steaming swollen breasts open to the night air bouncing and shaking and swaying as she held tight against Daddy's cock, rubbing it, pulling it against her hot little cunt.

Emma was beside herself in a sexual heat, squeezing the head of her father's raging hard cock throbbing hot in her hands. She felt her nipples quake and vibrate, begging Daddy to touch them.

"Mmmm, my nipples, Papa, pull on my nipples, please, Papa. My breasts, feel them Daddyyy" she pleaded. "They ache Papa, need you to touch them, Papa." 

The Reverend poured a full bowl of hot steaming water down Emma's front in answer. The water beading on her breasts collected in her cleavage as she squeezed her arms together holding his massively hard erection with both hands between her legs, her breasts singing out. 

Pulling his hugely thick hard cock hot and pulsing up into her smooth bald crack, jacking Daddy's cock, pulling on father's incestuous cock, her little hands rubbing all around the head of Daddy's cock, Emma bent her knees, riding her father's cock sliding all along her puffy little pussy so smooth and creamy wet. 

She rubbed him across her bottom, back and forth in a sexy, frenzied rocking grind. She moaned and mewled and whimpered, repeating "Daddyy, oh Dadddy, ohh Papa, nnnhhohgod Daddy, mmm Daddy, feels so good, Papa, nnnnnhh squeeze my breasts Daddy, pull my nipples, Papa, ohhh god Daddyyyy, fucking my Daddy, fucking my father's cock, nnnnn Papa" reveling in her incestuous wicked words, her lust leaning her weight back against her father's solidness behind her, fucking his big thick cock between her legs. 




The Reverend Joshua and His Emma Ch. 04



Joshua poured more hot water over his daughter, over her shoulders and arms, through her hair, putting his palm over her forehead pulling her head back, and pouring the steamy water over her face as she humped his cock squeezing it between her legs. Poured the steaming water washing her hair back, over them both, bowl after bowl of steamy hot water flooding down over her hands and Daddy's cock, over her father's cock grinding into her dripping creamy wet cunny, between her legs, through her swollen hot bare little slit.

When Em opened her eyes the Reverend had the soap in his hands out in front of her. His little Emma, his arms over hers, her pointed upturned breast shiny wet and steaming in the candlelight jiggling and swaying as his wrists bumped and rubbed their undersides provocatively, purposely, lathering his hands, his little girl begging him to touch her bare nipples.

Emma couldn't help but try to rub herself on her Daddy's arms, too. Her breasts squishing and sliding over his forearms, her nipples scraping through the fur on his arms, his cock slippery against her sex. Again his daughter pleaded with her father to touch her.

"Daddy, please Papa, my ... my breasts Papa." Emma was beyond being beside herself, rubbing her cunny with her father's cock, rubbing her belly and breasts on her father's arms, rubbing her bottom back into her Papa's groin.

"Touch me, Papa" Emma groaned in a throaty whisper, "touch your little girl's nipples, Papa, for me, ohhhhgod Daddy, your cock, so hot so hard" as she pulled the entire length along her cunt, the head of father's cock in her little fists, through her lips, over her swollen clit, her bald mound, under her bunched up gown dangling from her petite little frame, up to her naked little belly.

The Reverend worked up a lather in his big hands, wringing them together titillating his little girl with the anticipation of his touching her breasts pushed put through her soaking wet open gown. He handed Emma the soap as he took her jutting, sex-swollen breasts pushing out through her gaping gown unlaced down to her belly button, in his big masculine hands, whispering, "Wash Daddy's cock, Em." 

Emma took the block of soap just as her father cupped her heaving breasts in his big hands. 

"Ohhh god Daddy, yessss squeeze them Papa, pull on my nipples Papa."

Cupping their weight, he gathered his little girl's swollen breasts in his soapy hands and stroked out toward his little girl's throbbing aching nipples, over and over igniting Emma into a roiling wriggling lust.

Emma's weight rested on his cock between her legs. She could barely hold herself up as her father massaged her aching tingling swollen hot breasts in his big hands.

"Daddy needs to get my little girl clean" the Reverend growled into Emma's ear. "Daddy needs to wash my daughter, my little girl" as he kneaded and rubbed her nipples. "Daddy wants to make my little Em feel good. That's my good girl, let Papa make you feel good, Em."

Emma was beside herself pulling on her father's huge erection rubbing so firmly between her legs, his big thick cock gliding through her dripping creamy smooth folds, her Papa's hands finally touching her aching breasts.

The Reverend lowered one hand to Emma's belly, then down beneath the v of her open gown and over her little hands wrapped around his cock sticking out from between her bare legs. 

Her hands swirling over the head of his throbbing cock, the soap in one hand making her Daddy's cock lathered in soapy suds just like her swollen breasts were, the suds running down the line of her center, following the round of her belly as her father's big hands cupped and squeezed and pulled on her aching big breasts, Emma panted "Need, to wash you too, Daddy. Make my Daddy ... all clean too" she breathed out in wicked celebration, her father's thick hard cock soapy smooth in her hands, rubbing circles all around the helmet, gripping him, squeezing and pulling on that luxuriously swollen hard thing she was sliding on, jacking his big swollen cock, sliding her bald soapy little cunny on it, pulling it's girth into her soft folds, over, the ring of her little bottom over, pulling it back against her pink swollen clit.

"Put your arms around Daddy's neck again, child" her father ordered.

Emma gradually released her hold on her father's erection, and raised her arms, shaking, breathing hard, squeezing her father's hands around her big firm jostling tit flesh, and then sliding her fingers around his neck behind her.

The Reverend reached around Emma and holding his cock against her little pussy, he told her to hang on as he lifted her and stepped from the tub. 

They giggled together as he took the few steps to the hearth where he set Emma down again, when he told her to put her hands out on the mantle which Emma did.

Her legs wobbly she leaned slightly forward, reached to touch the wooden hearth over the fireplace. The firelight shimmering on their glistening wet bodies, water dripping from her gown, her hair, her breasts, a puddle forming on the floor beneath her and steaming from the heat, she felt nearly exhausted by the sheer constant state of arousal. She felt she would burst, her father prolonging this delirious pleasure to the point where she was ready to scream for him to fuck her. 

The Reverend raised his daughter's transparent wet clinging white gown up over her tender narrow little hips, his hands on her soft little hips when Emma looked back and saw how swollen hard her father's cock was, his balls heavy with cum. 

"Papa, put it in me" she practically hissed, murmured with the heat of the fire. She wagged and slithered and ground her hips, so tantalizingly soft and bare in the firelight, provoking her father. "In me Daddy, my little pussy is so hot, Daddy" grinding back at him. "Save me, Papa, fuck me, Daddy" her hands on the mantle, her arms stretched forward as if she were tied, her back arched, her bottom thrust up on her tiptoes.

Pushing her little cunny against her father's huge cock, grinding her little hips, her hands gripping the mantle Emma felt her father slide the head of his cock through her slick little cunt and she groaned. She was so on fire, she didn't even recognize herself anymore. 

"Are you going to fuck your little girl, Daddy?" she hissed. "Are you going to slide your big hard cock in my little pussy, Papa? You want to, don't you Daddy" she moaned, "you want to put it in me, don't you? You want to fuck my little pussy, don't you, Papa? You want to cum in your little girl, don't you. Want to cum in your daughter's hot little belly. Put it in me, Daddy. Make a baby in me Daddy."

The Reverend rubbed the the head of his cock over her little opening again, and again, torturing her. Her pussy quivered and opened for him, Emma feeling deep inside.

"Nnnn, Papa, you're so hard, Papa, ohhhgod Daddy, put it in me, slide your cock into your daughter, Daddy, your good girl, Papa, see Daddy, look Daddy, my little cunny needs you, Papa" arching her back impossibly raising her leg, lifting one hip showing her father her swollen shiny pink slit.

The Reverend just growled a lust filled "Yessssss" found her little hole, and pressed his cock into his daughter. 

She and her Daddy, him and his little girl, naked in front of the fire together. Alone out in the prairie together. Incestuous lovers. Father and daughter. The Reverend and his little Em. Her hot little cunny burning with desire, her father's incestuous cock raging hard and pushing inside her pushed up hot little cunt, slicing through her shiny pink slit spreading his daughter open. 

The Reverend fucked his cock into his little Em from behind her, taking her. His hugely hard cock between his little girls legs as he forced himself inside her. 

"Mmm lil baby, so tight around Papa's big cock" pressing his hips to the rounds of her spread open bottom. "So beautiful, child" buried in his little girl, his daughter. "Fuck Daddy's cock, baby" her wet soft hot little cunt milking his cock, her turning back to look him in the eyes full with a frantic kind of heat, her leg raised, her hip thrust up, his cock fucking in and out of her hot little cunt, Emma loved the look of animalistic fury on her father's face. 

Her father stopped moving, and Emma fucked his cock like she'd been fucking for years. Her beautiful little pussy bald from her bottom to her front, her breasts hanging forward, her gown spread open and held open on either side of her aching swollen tits, she fucked him, used him to feed her hot little cunt. Her father fucking his hugely hard cock deep into her belly, he pulled on her nipples swollen and puffy hot, her bottom thrust out, her legs spread, her little bald pink cunny sucking on her father's incestuous cock. 

"Does my little girl need Daddy's cock? You want it, don't you Em? Need Daddy inside you. My little girl's cunny needs it, don't you, my child. Tell Daddy baby, tell Daddy, lil baby, that you need Daddy to drive the devil from you, my child" he whispered hotly into Emma's ear, drawing all but the head of his throbbing hard cock from her, her tiny heart-shaped bottom touching out at his groin. "Tell Papa, child. Tell Daddy you want it in you, lil baby."

Emma tried to push back, tried to fuck him back inside her. The Reverend held her firmly by her hips. 

"Put it back in me, in me Daddy" Emma begged. "Oh god Daddy, stop teasing me, Papa. I'm so hot Daddy, my little pussy needs you Daddy, I need it Daddy, deep in me, put it back in me Papa" Emma pleaded, leaning more of her weight onto the mantle, the head of Daddy's cock teasing her too much. 

His hands running between her legs, his fingers wet in her juices flowing down her legs, she felt him touch a finger to her little bottom. Emma closed her eyes and let her father make her crazy with lust, let her father touch her, loved her Papa's hands all over her. Her knees almost buckled as the Reverend pressed his thumb harder into her bottom, her wriggling on the wide head of his cock. He pressed again, and her knees bent, her bottom thrust out, her wrestling to hold on to the mantle. 

Emma's breasts were dangling and so firmly ripe, the Reverend fucked his cock deep into her belly, seethed at the sight, burnishing the image in his mind forever. 

Him rubbing the ball of his thumb into her little bottom, wet with his little girl's cream, his left hand lightly caressing the baldness of her vulva, sliding slippery creamy satiny wet through her pussy lips around his thick throbbing hard cock. 

Emma's whole body surrendered to her Papa's fingers as he slid one finger into her pussy and one into her little bottom and slowly, slowly fucked her with both his big hands. She wanted his throbbing hard cock buried to the hilt inside her desperately. Her knees went weak, her bottom thrust up and back and forward and down in rotating rolling circular undulations. She didn't care anymore whether it was the devil in her, or not. She was in love with her Daddy's fingers, what they were doing to her. It felt so good being saved.

She was exquisite, his little Emma, a vision to behold rocking her hot dripping creamy wet little cunny on his hands, pushing back to sink his thumb into her bottom, his fingers inside her, pressing into her clit, her bald mound with the heel of his palm. 

The Reverend slowly pushed his cock a little deeper inside his daughter roiling wriggling undulating in his hands, first pulling his finger from her cunt, then his finger from her tight little bottom. 

Before she could really recover he was already guiding his hugely erect cock back deep into her bald swollen pink slit. His hot prick inside his little Emma's soft warm glove, and began fucking her long and deep. Began using her, fucking her hot little cunt. Moved his left hand down the back of her thigh to lift her left leg. Holding her thigh out, he pressed up into his little girl, fucking his daughter's beautiful dripping wet hot little cunt, not giving her tight little pussy time to adjust to his girth, his length.

Emma couldn't breathe as Joshua slid inside his little girl. The Reverend groaned. "Nnnnn, lil baby" fucked his hugely hard cock into her holding her leg, her hip. "Such a beautiful lil cunny" pumping up into her, "such a hot, wet, creamy little cunny" his cock so big against Emma's bald pussy, his daughter fucking back into her Daddy's long even thrusts, her little cunny sucking on it as he withdrew, releasing and opening as he glided back into her belly.

"Ooohhhh fuck Daddy, fuck me Daddy, fuck me Papa, fuck my little pussy, Papa. Nnnsooobig inside me, Daddy. Do you feel me squeezing you Papa, my tight little cunny around you, Daddy? Nnnnn, ohhhh god Daddy, yess, so deep in me, Papa. Nnnnn, so big in me. Oh god Daddy yesss, harder Papa, so deep, so deep."

She looked back at him, into his eyes, "Papa, god Daddy, your cock is so big inside me. Feels so good in me. Fuck me, Papa. Do I feel good, Daddy? Does my little pussy feel good?" 

His first slapping spank on her right flank came as a splendid searing shock to Emma. 

She groaned out, thrust her bottom, arching her back. His strong hands gripped her hips, his thick hot hard cock pulsating so deep in her warm little belly, she melted into her father's hold on her as he fucked her fats and hard. 

"Nnn, Daddy" she groaned sucking in her breath, barely able to hold into the mantle, the fire roaring in front of her as the next solid spank made her almost buckle, her cunny gushing creamy wet just as her father drove his cock up inside her, his left hand on her hip, gripping her. 

"I knew your spanking made you wet, lil baby, over Daddy's lap" her father growled, fucking his cock inside his daughter in deep long slow strokes. "Daddy knew you felt me cum under your belly. Didn't you, child? I could smell how wet you were, how damp your little pussy was." 

Emma couldn't speak until she finally burst a hissing "Yessssss."

Her father's cock was buried in her, he was fucking her so deep so fast so hard, gripping her hips in his big hands she felt her breasts bouncing and ripple, her bottom bounce and ripple, her father's balls hit between her legs. 

The Reverend looked down at his cock gliding in and out of his little girl, mashing his groin into her bottom, grinding into her, fucking up into her. 

His huge hot cock gliding into his daughter's beautiful little cunny wrapped so tight around his thick hard cock, gliding in and out, shiny, soaking wet in his little girl's creamy wet cum. 

Emma could barely breathe she was cumming so hard. Her clit humming, her cumming so deep inside at the same time. Her father's hugely hard cock never stopping as she flooded his cock. He was so fucking hard, so fucking big, so swollen, and she had all of him inside her as much as she could take in. 

The fire's heat in front of her, her father's heat behind her, the fire raged in her hot little cunny. 

Barely able to stand up anymore, Emma moved with the Reverend still inside her, as he sat down in his chair pulling little Emma onto his lap.

Emma leaned back into her father's broad hot sweaty hot chest, panting, moaning, sprawled out on top of him, for him to do with her as he pleased, his masculine scent all around her filling her, his cock buried in her belly. He never stopped fucking her, her legs spread wide straddling over his strong hairy thighs as he reached down and rubbed her clit with his big tender fingers, kneaded her aching hot swollen tits in his big hand. 

Emma laid her head back on her father's shoulder in a kind of delirious splendor and closed her eyes, let her father have her, rolling her hips, fucking his cock so deep in her belly as her father put his fingers to her lips, and she sucked on them, her Daddy's cock so deep inside her, stretching her little cunny their sex filling the air of the room. 

"Do you like how you taste, Em?" her father growled softly behind her, in her ear, asked with such a tender soothing tone Emma melted into his body, sucking his fingers, nodding that yes, she liked her taste on her father's fingers, that it turned her on. "Mmm, Daddy loves how my little girl tastes." 

Emma moaned as the Reverend wrapped his strong arms around her, her breasts pushed up on his forearm, and began cumming again as he held her tight against him.

Her cum running down over his hot cum filled balls, her splayed across his lap, her leaning into him as if she had no strength left, when she felt her father's cock growing, expanding, Emma ignited, wanting him to cum inside her, her cumming again, bucking and rolling as orgasm after orgasm wrecked through her on her father's lap, her series of orgasms finally subsiding leaving her shaken and exhausted and in a kind of revery.

She could feel her father's cock so hard, throbbing, pulsating inside her. He was going to cum at any moment, and while she loved her father cumming inside her, his seed in her belly, she decided she had one last thing to do; she needed, wanted to suck her father off, for him to cum in her little mouth again.

Whispering, "I have to take care of you, Daddy, I know how" Emma whispered out, raised herself until her father's cock slid from her spent little cunny. With almost no energy left she rolled from his lap, kneeled in front of him in his chair, and at first just stared at her father's huge erection shiny with her cum and jutting up from his groin.

His balls were tight and full of cum, shiny wet in her cum. His cock stood like a wild beast laid back bouncing from his belly. Emma reached out shakily and took her father's glowing hot hard cock in her small hands and began jacking her Daddy's hardness. Staring at her own tiny hands sliding up and down her father's raging hard cock Emma was mesmerized by the sight, her father looking down at her between his open legs. She was so beautiful glowing in the firelight, so thoroughly exhaustingly fucked glowing in her own sexual heat, her father's huge cock in her hands as she jacked his thick meaty hot cock. Mesmerized, she breathed onto her father's cock, talking to it more than to him.

"So big, Papa. Feels so good in my hands Papa, in your little girl's hands" she looked up at him. "Do you want me to put you in my mouth, Papa? Want me to suck you, want you in my mouth, Daddy?" Emma panted, jacking her father's erection slippery hot with her cum. 

"Baby? Do you want to suck Daddy?" 

Emma stared at her father's cock in her hands, her eyes glossed over, stared at her father's pre-cum spilling out over her little hands as she jacked her Daddy. 

"Do you want to taste your little cunny on Daddy's cock, lil baby?" 

Emma just nodded, staring, amazed how many times she'd cum. 

"That's my good girl" her father whispered delicately moving Emma's hair from her face. "Put Daddy in your mouth, child."

Emma was in the spell of her father's hugely swollen cock. Feeling his hand on her head, guiding her to him, Emma licked her lips. 

The Reverend guided his daughter to the big shiny head of his incestuous daddy-cock, guided the meaty head into her mouth, his fingers in her hair, pulling it into bunches in his big fingers, guiding her, until Emma took him in her mouth, and began sucking, sucking her Papa's cock, in love with it in her hot sucking little mouth. 

Daddy's cock thick and hard and pulsing in her squeezing little fists, the taste of her own little cunny, she jacked up and down on her father as she sucked and bathed his throbbing cock with her tongue. She made love to it, licked down the rib of its underside and licked her Daddy's balls. Jacked his cock standing so high above her, her little hand reaching up to the head as she kissed and breathed in the aroma of her father's balls. Rubbed her fist around the silky wet helmet, as she sucked one then the other into her swirling hot mouth.




The Reverend Joshua and His Emma Ch. 05



Emma finished her chores just as her father finished feeding the horses, and constantly aroused for one another they immediately sought each other out. She hurried toward the barn just as her father the Reverend Joshua was coming out, and almost running into each other they startled each other, laughing, embracing, father and daughter, lovers. 

The Reverend wrapped Emma up in his muscular arms, locking his hands at the small of her back around his little Em's waist. The physical sensation of each other, their hug, the fronts of their thighs touching warm-hot, both their bodies arched into one another at the hip as they both leaned back to look into each other's eyes, flashing, smiling. In their own little world together alone out on the farm, both rubbing, grinding their heated incestuous arousal into the other, they kissed. 

Emma wanted her father again. She couldn't stop thinking about his cock, his hands on her, the way he touched her everywhere, his mouth on her breasts, his kisses, his deep kisses as she pressed against him leaning into the big door of the barn. 

Father and daughter locked into a long wet sensual kiss just under the door's shadow, in the cool of its shade, the morning sunlit prairie spread out around them. their kiss grew more and more passionate, sexual, heated. 

Emma reached between them, her fathers cock already hard against her belly, and squeezed it as he hugged her to him, his breath quickening, his tongue so hot and wet and exciting in her young mouth the kiss made her quiver and wet between her legs. 

Rubbing her father's cock through the thin material of his pants, she stood on her tip toes as the Reverend leaned down, and Emma whispered secretively, wickedly, "Daddy, I'd better be sure you're safe from the devil this morning" pinching her fingers around his fully hard throbbing hot member. "I know how" she smiled, pulling, jacking his cock through his pants, looking down between them to where she could see her hand on the damp warmth and hardness of her father the Reverend's cock through his pants. She lifted up on her tiptoes to whisper into his ear, "I want to suck you again, Papa" as she unbuttoned and then wriggled her hands inside her father's pants, "want you in my mouth, Papa, want to suck you off again" she whispered more and more urgently, "would you like that, Papa?" she quizzed, her whispered breath so hot on her fathers neck, "my mouth on you, sucking you again, Daddy.Would you like that, Papa, your little girl's mouth on your cock, sucking you, Papa?"

The heat of daughter's erotic want and softness of her hands made her father groan as she found his hardened hot flesh. Emma was hungry to taste him again. Hungry to hear his groans of pleasure, the silken soft heat of her father's cock in her warm wet little mouth. The mere thought made her slippery wet. She squeezed and pulled on her father throbbing hard meat in her little hands, thrilled by it's thickness, that he was so hard for her, that she made him so hard. Giving him pleasure was enough. That she craved his cock, needed it, in her hands, in her hot little mouth, rubbing it's heat and thickness against her swollen breasts, through her creamy wet pink slit, through her folds ... she shuddered picturing the big swollen head of her father's cock pushing against her hot little pussy. "Let me suck you, Daddy." 

"Lil baby, you make Daddy so hot, Emma, so hard" Reverend Joshua groaned to his daughter's touches. "Yes, baby. Yes, I want you to, Em. Show Daddy what a good girl you are" he whispered back as he ran his hand up his daughters back. "Let's give the animals a little show, child" the Reverend growled smiling wickedly with lust for his daughter, his hand on her neck, her hair wrapped in his fist. 

The Reverend kissed his daughter, pushing his tongue into her warm wet mouth and Emma squeezed her father's cock, up and down, even harder now her breaths deep and hot. Her breasts ached. Her nipples were so hard pressed into her father's warm chest, his masculine scent intoxicating. She need him in her.

"That's my good girl, pull on Daddy's cock, Em. Are you going to suck Daddy again, child? Tell Daddy, Em, is that you want, to suck Daddy, Em, to make Daddy proud? Mmmm, make Daddy proud lil baby" Joshua growled lovingly at his little girl, his cock raging burning hard in her little hands as he pushed her down.

Emma grinned and pulled her father pants down over his bottom as he pushed her down to her knees. Cupping his bottom in her one hand, his skin so soft and hot and sexy against her skin, her little hands naked under his pants made Emma feel so sexual, so alive, so wanted. Her fingers pressed against his bottom, and she squeezed his cock in her fist at the same time. 

"Nnnn, Daddy, you're so hard for me, Papa. Your bottom feels so good in my hand too, Papa." Emma pushed one finger against her father's bottom and she felt his cock harden and jump. 

"Does that feel good Papa, when I touch your bottom? Mmm, you like that too, don't you, Daddy?" Reverend Joshua's cock surged in her little fist.

The Reverend could barely contain himself. He loved how wickedly naughty his little Em was. "Yess, baby, Daddy does like that. You feel how hard you make Daddy, don't you little baby. I'll show you a little trick to make Daddy cum really, really hard, child."

Emma let her father's pants drop down, his cock bare and hot and throbbing in her squeezing little hand right there at the door of the barn out in the middle of the open prairie. Her being self-conscious that all the farm animal's could see quickly transformed into a naughty desire for them to see. For them to watch her and her father, just as she'd watched them, the bull and the heifers. 

Looking into her father's big eyes, and then down at his cock, at the perfectly shaped mushroom helmet of his cock, she wrapped her little hand around it just below the beautifully soft head. The now familiar clear liquid of her father's pre-cum was already dripping from the slit. and down over her fist. Emma leaned down and first licked the pre-cum from the tip of her father's erection, smiling up at him sexily, before sucking her Papa's cock into her warm little mouth. 

She sucked harder and harder hearing her Daddy's first groan as he ran his fingers through her hair. She sucked harder still as he encouraged her, filling his fists with her hair, fucking her hot sucking little mouth. She moaned on her father's cock, her little sing song humming sound of pleasure, her little finger pressing into his bottom, her hand so warm on his bottom in her palm, his cheek flexing as he fucked his cock into her wanton humming little mouth.

"Oh Emma, baby, yessss, such a good girl, you love Daddy's cock in your mouth, don't you baby? Ohhhh god, lil baby, yessss, suck Daddy, nnnn lil baby, just like that, mmmm, your mouth, so good, you suck Daddy so good, Em. Daddy, needs, to make you, feel this good, baby" the Reverend gushed. "Mmm lil baby, you're making Daddy want to taste your sweet little pussy again, to lick my lil girl's sweet little slit again."

Emma sucked even harder picturing her father's mouth on her hot little cunt again, working herself into a frenzy on her father's hugely hard daddy-cock, his saying he wanted to lick her again making her pussy cream; she loved when her father talked so dirty, so naughty, it made her so wet, so hot for him.

"Mmm lil baby, Daddy loves licking your little pussy. My little girl's hot little cunt. Ohhhh Em, baby, yessss suck Daddy. Let Daddy fuck your wonderful little mouth, baby." 

Closing his eyes, his head back, letting his horny little girl suck him, fuck him, with her hot little mouth, her little hands so warm-soft cupping his balls, squeezing the base of his cock, the Reverend groaned, "Ohh Em, so fucking good."

Emma kissed her father's cock, jacking his cock between them. "Do you like my mouth, Papa? Me sucking you so hard, Daddy?" Her breasts jiggled as her fists slid up and down, rubbing, bumping her swollen nipples through her dress, exciting her all the more. "I love you in my hands, Daddy, love feeling you in my hands, Papa" gasping for air before she leaned down again, sucking her father's engorged erection back into her warm wet mouth, the big smooth head of his cock, wet with her and him, back into her mouth, jacking her tiny hands up and down her Daddy's erection, slick and sliding on her father's huge cock, sucking him, licking him.

"Oh god baby, such a good girl, that's my good girl, suck Papa" Joshua moaned, his fingers tightening in Emma's long hair. "Ohhh Em, baby, you suck Daddy's cock so good, child. I love watching you suck my cock. My beautiful little lover. Oh god, child, yes, fuck Daddy with your mouth, so good lil baby. Daddy's good girl. Fuck me, Em, fuck Daddy, suck Daddy, oh lil baby, so good to Daddy, nnnnggg, that's my good girl, just like that, baby."

Reverend Joshua leaned back, his beautiful sexy daughter at his waist, his hands in her hair, her eager sucking mouth fucking his big cock. He let her. He just let her have him. Let her fill her need. Let his daughter suck his incestuous raging hard cock. 

The more Emma gave her Daddy pleasure, the more she moaned and slurped and sucked his long thick cock, mouthing the mushroom shaped head, using the flat of her tongue, her lips. The more he wrapped her hair in his fist, ran his fingers through her hair, over her scalp, the more she jacked her father's cock in her little hands, the more Emma sucked and sucked harder to hear father's groans. She loved the taste of her Daddy's pre-cum, loved sucking his cum from his balls, her father's cum. Emma was on fire sucking her father's cock. She pressed into him, looked up into his eyes, let him fuck his hugely hard cock through her fists, into her mouth, panting, "Fuck my mouth Papa, fuck my mouth" her father fucking his cock into her hot wet urgent little mouth. Emma moaned and moaned, making herself cum rubbing her hot swollen tits against her father's warm-hot cum filled balls. She pulled him from her mouth, so excited, wanting him to cum. "Cum for me, Papa." 

Emma looked up into her father's face. She guided her father's swollen dripping wet cock to her breasts, her shirt stained dark. The more her father's cock pushed against her swollen tit flesh through her shirt, the harder and faster Emma breathed. 

She stared at her father's thick, veined, erection. It was so hot. So heavy. So thick it thudded against her. The moment she thought "I want Daddy's cock between my breasts" her father's hands grabbed the front of her blouse and yanked it open, freeing his daughters big milky white tits, achingly firm and heavy, her nipples so swollen the heat of her father's skin made her rub them against him.

"Oh god Daddy" Emma seethed, excited by the beast in her father, her swollen hot breasts exposed to the air, his big thick cock straining between her hugely swollen tits, all to the watchful eyes of all the farm animals. 

Her pussy was dripping wet as she thought about the bull fucking the young girl heifer. She arched her back, on her knees, pushed her bottom out involuntarily. She pictured how she was bent over, so lasciviously jacking and sucking the huge thick meat of her father's dripping cock, how she was naked under her dress, her pussy throbbing and dripping wet. 

Emma looked up at her father, her mouth hanging open, her eyes ablaze with lust. The Reverend pressed his cock between his daughters gorgeous full breasts, bent his knees, her heat against his balls, cupped both of her breasts in his big hands squeezing them around his throbbing, dripping wet cock, and began fucking his daughter's pillowy hot breasts. Emma squeezed her shoulders together, beamed up at her father, her face ablaze with heated sexual excitement, with pure lust, loving his big hard cock fucking through the pillowy hard firmness of her swollen full breasts. 

"Does that, feel good, Daddy? Do my tits feel good wrapped around your cock, Papa? Oh god, Daddy, yesssss, fuck my tits Papa. Cum all over my tits Daddy."

Emma held onto the backs of her father's thighs, pulled him to her with his rhythm, moaned as her father pulled and tugged on her nipples, fucking his throbbing hard cock between her breasts. The feeling of the heat of him against her, his balls against her center, the heat and hardness of his cock, his big strong hands kneading her aching swollen tits made her almost frantic for him. She reached up and replaced her father's hands, smiling at him, licking her lips, squeezing her swollen milky breasts around her father's raging hard cock, cupping them in her palms, pressing them together, his pre-cum making him so slippery hot wet, Emma felt wild. 

"Oh god Daddy, yesss fuck my big hot tits, Papa. You're so hard Daddy, so big" Emma gushed as she leaned down to lick the pre-cum dribbling from her father's cock, wanting to taste him, to suck him.

The Reverend didn't miss the opportunity to put his hands on the back of Emma's head and neck, to fuck the head of his cock back into his daughter's hot sucking little mouth, her squeezing his cock tight between her hot slippery wet tits. 

"Oh lord, Em, yesssss" the Reverend growled mashing his cock and balls into his daughter's hugely swollen soft milky tits, fucking his daughter's chest, "my wicked lil baby, fuck Daddy's cock, Em. Oh Em, love your big tits, child, Papa loves fucking your wonderful breasts, lil baby. My hot, sexy little girl."

Emma pinched her nipples together, her breasts wrapped around her father's thick meaty pole, gushing out on a breath "So wet, Papa. Fuck my tits, Daddy. Oh god Daddy, fuck my tits. I'm so wet, Daddy. Want you in me. Want you to fuck me Daddy." 

The Reverend could barely contain himself. His knees slightly bent, he leaned into Emma, fucking his cock between his daughter's slippery soft breasts. The sight before him was enough to make him cum. His daughter's big, pale, milky white breasts so firm wrapped around his cock, so soft. He could see the bluish veins just under her translucent skin. Her nipples were so swollen, so puffy pink-red, her nipples thick and erect. 

"Mmmm lil baby, come here, child." 

Reverend Joshua brought Emma to her feet, turned her around to face the barn table, and with Emma looking back over her shoulder into his blazing hot eyes, as she gripped the table's edge, her left leg bent and raised, he lifted little Emma's dress exposing her naked bare little bottom.

She hadn't worn her bottomless undergarments, and her bare hips open to her father's hungry gaze made his cock jump and swell, her sweet little cunny, her wet little cunny, her little bottom, right there in the barnyard under the huge sky, made Reverend Joshua's balls feel hot and swollen as he took her by her tender little hips and slid his huge throbbing hard Daddy-cock into his little girl.

Emma gripped the wooden table's edge in front of her, pushed back at her father, arched her back, her father's big hands gripping her hips. She turned to look back at him, her tits swaying down under her, her blouse torn open as her father slid his hugely hard incestuous cock inside her. She watched him fuck his meat into her warm wet little pussy, felt him stretch her open, sliding inside the warm hot wet glove of her sex. She noticed the big bull watching. She leaned around to kiss her father, knowing the bull's eyes were on her as father and daughter both pushed their tongues into each other's warm wet mouths. 

The Reverend turned Em so that he could lean down and pull her breasts to his lips. He sucked Emma's swollen hot nipple into his mouth, lavishing his daughters breasts with his tongue, fucking his cock deep into her warm tight little cunt from behind. Emma stared into the eyes of the young heifer, and smiled a delirious smile , her eyes rolling back in pleasure, surrendered to her father's hugely hard cock fucking into her belly, abandoned to him as her body shook to his magnificent thrusts, her father fucking her, her Daddy fucking her, his big thick hard cock gliding in and out of her soaking hot swollen pink little cunt, her breasts swaying and bouncing in the open air. 

His hands were so warm, his skin on hers, as he slid his hand down inside her torn open blouse, and pushed his hand under the waist of her dress to cup his daughters bald creamy wet swollen pussy. 

Emma gasped as his hands touched her cunt, as he rubbed her slick mound, pressed his fingertips against her swollen hot clit, as his fingers splayed out on either side of his hugely hard cock fucking up inside her, as she sucked on her father's cock with her dripping wet bald little cunny, as her Daddy fucked her shiny dripping wet pussy with his big glistening wet daddy-cock sliding in and out of her, taking her, making her his, moving her entire body, his little fuck toy, as he glided in and out.

"Daddy loves you, Em, so much lil baby. Love fucking you Em." The Reverend soared as he turned her, his cock sliding out from his daughter lifting her and sat her up on the barn table, her back against the wooden slats, held her beautiful bare legs open as Emma guided her incestuous lover's cock in her tiny hands back to her hot little cunt.

"Oh god Daddy, put it in me Papa. So fucking big in me" Emma gushed. "Daddy, put it all the way in Papa, I can take it Papa. I'll suck the devil from you, Daddy, with my tight little pussy, you'll see, Daddy, you have to fuck the devil out of me, too, Daddy, make, my little pussy, good, Papa. Ohhh, you're so hard Papa. I make it so hard, Papa. I make you so big" Emma gushed out in panting delirious hot whispers as her father fucked his incestuous cock in long strokes in and out of his little baby's sopping little bald pussy, as he leaned down and sucked her puffy hot nipples into his warm wet mouth.

"Nnnngggg, Daddy loves fucking my little girl's bald little cunt" the Revered growled again, gazing into Emma's eyes, her leaned back, her breasts quaking to his thrusts. His eyes sparkled as he said it. Looking down at his own massively thick swollen cock gliding into Emma's heavenly smooth bald soft wet warm little pussy wrapped so tightly around him, so swollen and slick, "such a pretty little pussy, baby, and your tits Emma, child, Daddy loves your tits" he growled and leaned and sucked one nipple deep into his mouth, squeezing one then the other, loving her breasts all over, his daughter's breasts as Emma held her father's head to her aching hot swollen tits. 

"Nnnngggg Daddyyyyy, ohhh god Daddy, yessss, suck my nipples, Papa." Emma loved her father like this. When he became such a beast. Fucking her, using her, making her his. 

"Love you, my little, Em, my good girl, kiss Daddy, kitten."

"Nnnggg, Daddy" she gushed in love. Emma slid her tongue into her father's hot wet mouth, "Your cock, so hard and big in me, Papa, suck my nipples for me again, Papa."

The Reverend pulled Emma tight against him, holding her legs up on his forearms, buried his cock in his little girl, throbbing inside her, made deep short movements, regaling in the sensation of being so deep in his daughter's warm little belly.

"Yes, Daddy, ohhh god, Daddy, just like that, suck my nipples, Daddy. Fuck me Papa, suck me clean Daddy, suck your little girl's nipples. Ngggg Daddy, your cock, your mouth, fuck me Daddy, fuck me" as they fucked right there in front of all the farm animals, the Reverend Joshua and his little Em, her Daddy's cock sliding in deep, in and out of his little girl, his grunts, Emma's moans and mewling cries, her father's balls bumping her little bottom, her little cunt on fire, stretched wide open, her father's big thick cock sawing in and out of her pussy clamped to tight around him, their juices dripping from her hot little cunny, hot and dripping from her father's cum filled balls. 




The Reverend Joshua and His Emma Ch. 05



"Papa ... Daddy, I ... I think the devil, is ... is in my little bottom, too, Daddy" Emma whimpered breathlessly, creaming herself with the thought. "I think you had better, put it in me, Daddy, there, too, Papa" Emma gushed out all at once like she often did. 

Reverend Joshua groaned a growl of heated excitement. Emma' voice, the way said it, in such a wicked way the Reverend's cock surged. She'd wanted this, had fantasized about it, wanted her father to have all her holes. With a single powerful burst he lifted and slid Emma right to the edge of the wooden table attached to the barn so that Emma was now flat on her back, her dress up around her waist, her knees in the crooks of his elbows, her cunny, bald and slick and shiny, swollen, and her bottom, fully exposed to the outdoors, to her father's incestuous daddy-cock pushing deep inside her.

After several more long, gliding, deep stokes inside his lil Emma's creamy dripping wet hot cunt, the Reverend Joshua pulled his cock from her swollen sex, dripping wet with his daughters juices dripping from his hugely swollen cock.

"Baby?" Joshua paused for effect, "Put Daddy in your bottom" his cock standing so big up over Emma's little belly, over her little cunny. "Daddy's going to fuck your little bottom, child."

Emma's mouth hung open her eyes sparkling, bemused as she reached for her father's cock.

"Baby? Daddy's going to take your little bottom." The Reverend got harder still as his touched the head of his dripping cock to his daughters bottom. "Mmmm, good girl, yes, rub the head around your little bottom, make your little bottom all creamy slippery for Daddy, child, that's my good girl."

Joshua began pushing. "Nnn, good girl, relax, mmmyes, ohhh lil baby, your little bottom, your little ass is so tight for Daddy, baby, rub more of your cream on Daddy, baby, mmm, yess, good girl. Ohhh child, so tight So warm. Your little bottom is so soft baby."

"Ohhhh god Daddy, slow Papa, so big, nnnnggg, it hurts Daddy, ohhh it hurts, Papa, slow Papa."

"Do you want me to stop, Em?" the Reverend asked without stopping. 

"Nnnnnggg, noooo Daddy, don't stop, feels good, nnnn, feels better, deeper, ohhhh god Daddy, nnnn, Daddy, nnnn fuck my bottom Daddy, mmmm, more Daddy, deeper." 

She'd used her spit to make her nipples slippery in bed at night touching herself and knew how slippery it would make Daddy, so Em cupped her hand to her mouth and spit into her palm, on her fingers, reached her hand between them and wiped her spit on her Daddy's cock right at her little bottom, and Daddy's hugely thick cock slid smoother, deeper inside her tight little bottom, spreading her open, fucking into her cottony soft little bottom.

"Nnn, lil baby, Daddy's fucking your ass, child. Daddy's fucking your tight little ass. Nnnn, so soft, so tight, mmm lil babyyy, you like that don't you, Em. Daddy's cock in your soft little bottom." 

"Ohhh god, Daddy, yessss" Emma hissed, absorbing the splendid pain of her father's huge cock fucking into her tight little bottom. 

"Does it, ... does it feel good Daddy, does my bottom feel good? Ohhh fuck, Daddy, you're so hard, Daddy, so, bigggg. Fuck my little bottom, Papa, I can feel you, getting bigger, Papa, cum in me, Papa, cum in me, cum in my little bottom, Daddy" Emma moaned, urged her father, loving her father's cock in her tight little virgin bottom.

"Ohhhh, lil baby, so soft, so tight, mmmmm, Daddy's cock is in your little bottom, Em, Daddy's fucking your lovely little bottom. Rub your clit, Em, cum for Daddy lil baby, cum on Daddy's cock. Daddy's going to cum in my little girl's tight lil bottom. My lil baby's soft little bottom. Nnnnnugggg, Emmm, Daddy's cumming. Daddy's cumming, baby!"

"Cum, Daddy, cum in my bottom, ooohhh god Daddy, cum in my little bottom Papa" Emma moaned out, her father's cock exploding inside her. "Daddy, nnnn, cumming too, Daddy, cummminnnnmeeee, Papaaaaa, ohhhh Papa, yessss, feel you cumming in my bottom, Daddyyyy, nnn, Papaaa" Emma's whole body rocking as she came, rubbing her clit, her father's cum spilling from her little bottom, the farm lighting up in a chorus of all the animals caught up in her and her father's frenzied incestuous love making.

❖ ❖

Reverend Joshua woke up having a dream, a dream he couldn't have imagined before yesterday. His little Emma was half laying on his belly, her back to him, his cock in her hungry loving little mouth, her gown bunched up around her waist, her long hair moving to her sucking, bobbing up and down, moaning on her father's cock in her hot sucking little mouth, her fist wrapped round the base of his cock, holding him tight and hard and working his cock in her warm wet mouth. 

He felt his daughter's large breasts pressed into his side, and his thigh, her head slowly and steadily rhythmically moving up and down, rolling and twisting, her lips tautly gliding up and down her father's cock in her hot little mouth. The Reverend was in heaven. Sucking and slurping noisily, moaning, little Emma making love to her Daddy's cock again even as he slept. Her mouth truly like heaven.

There they were, the two, father and daughter, alone and in love in their prairie cabin, naked when they chose to be, fucking each other as they pleased, incestuous lovers, father and daughter, Emma sucking her father's huge cock whenever she chose, his throbbing hard cock dripping wet and now deep in Emma's throat. Emma shifted and rose onto her knees, her bare bottom thrust toward him, her on her knees, her body arched over her father's waist, her little bottom, her thighs, her bald little cunny, the lips of her sweet little slit just inches from his face.

The Reverend's cock throbbed hot and hard as he looked at Emma's little pussy, so sexy, so completely exposed all the way up her roiling bare belly, so sexy, her beautiful naked sex just inches from his right hand, so sexy, moving and spreading with each of her leans down onto his cock, her father's cock bathed and filling her hot sucking mouth, so sexy, her soft bare bottom humping, her gown around her curved hips. 

Humming and moaning, sucking her father's cock as he slept, Emma squeezed one hand around the thick meat of her Daddy's cock as she began humping her little hips; he'd gotten harder in her mouth, loving milking his pre-cum, and his enlarging swollen thick cock made her even hungrier for her father. 

She slid both hands up and down in her palms, rolling her hands over an around his girth, around her father's hugely hard cock in her tiny hands and took him as deep as she could deep into her throat, began little bobbing motions, breathing through her nose, sucking and fucking her Daddy's cock with her lovely warm mouth. Emma wanted to give her father, her incestuous lover, pleasure like he'd ever known, but also, sucking her father's cock, his thick smooth soft hard cock in her warm little mouth made her hornier than she'd ever been. A man's cock, a man's sex, her father's cock in her warm wet sucking mouth turned her on to the point where she could make herself cum just imagining herself sucking him.

When the Reverend Joshua wrapped his fingers in her hair Emma humped her slippery wet cunny at the air feverishly, air gushing through her nose, devilishly erotic, the little girl possessed sucking her father's cock, helping her Daddy, saving him from the devil. Emma wanted her father's cum. Wanted to suck him off. Wanted to feel his fingers in her hair, and her Daddy awake now, urged her to suck him even harder.

Sucking his cock made her bald smooth little cunny dripping hot wet and she loved that too, and so did her Daddy. She loved rubbing her breasts on his belly and thighs, pressing and dragging her nipples over her Daddy's warm-hot skin.

With his left hand gripping Emma's hair, the Reverend began fucking his daughter's hot little mouth. Her head bent over his groin, he slowly moved bis right hand over her warm smooth bare little bottom, over the backs of her thighs, his upper arm on her calves, his arm propped just right so that his thumb rested directly along Emma's open pink wet slit. The Reverend wrapped his long fingers around the globe of her bottom, his thumb slipping lengthwise into his daughters feverish pink sex, the heel of his thumb pressing into, against, over, her entire hot, pink sex, his daughters slippery wet soft little pussy. 

Emma on her knees humped her little hips opening her cunny to her father as his thumb slipped along her wet little slit, gliding with Emma's motions, until in one movement, his thumb now wet with Emma'a juices, her father pressed the length of his thumb into her sopping wet little cunt. 

Emma groaned and sucked even harder. When he touched his fingers over her pussy, slick with her juices and touched her bottom, Emma sucked him deep into her throat. 

When he pushed his thumb inside his daughter's warm wet sex, he also pressed first one, and then two fingers into her exquisitely puckered little bottom, and Emma went wild, her entire body bucking, sucking her father's cock.

The Reverend let go of his little girl's silky hair, and in one fluid motion lifted her left leg over him, still fucking her with his right hand, lifted her left leg over his head, pulling her on top of him, put his mouth over Emma's bald little pussy, and sucked and licked her swollen clit like a hungry, starving animal. Emma groaned deeply, purred on her father's throbbing hard pulsing cock.

"You taste so good, baby" the Reverend whispered, "so good Em. Love licking you, sucking my little girl. Licking your beautiful little pussy, child. Mmmm suck Daddy, child, pull on Daddy, Em.Love how you taste, baby." 

The Reverend's cock came popping out of Emma's throat and mouth as she gasped for air and cried out, "Oh god Daddy, lick me, lick me Papa, ohhh god Daddy, so wet, you're so hard" and crumpled onto his belly, her warm soft tummy, his cock tautly in her little fist as she rubbed it over her face, rubbing it on her, mouthing the base of her father's incestuous cock shiny dripping wet from her mouth as she moaned and groaned and cooed and squeaked at how good her Daddy was making her little cunny feel, his finger in her bottom, his thumb fucking her, his tongue lapping at her shiny slippery wet baldness.

She managed to moan out even as she mouthed her father's cock. "Daddy, I want to, suck you, until you squirt in my mouth again, Daddy. Oh Papa, yes, there, lick me there, Papa, ohhh god Daddy, ohhh, ohhh Daddy, you're licking my little slit Papa, love you licking me, Daddy" her juices dripping over the Reverend's fingers and into his mouth, his little baby's creamy cum, pearly smooth, lovely, tangy-honeyed sweet, when he decided it was time to have his little girl's tight little cunny wrapped around his cock.

He wanted her on top so they could kiss, so he could squeeze and kiss and lick and suck her breasts, so he could fuck his cock up into her sweet little pussy, so he could watch himself slide inside her belly, through the lips of her bald little cunt. So he could wrap his arms around her, hold her tight as he fucked the love of his life, his little Emma, his daughter, her beautiful little incestuously hot cunt.

The Reverend rubbed his little baby's pussy a little longer, slowing, before he told her, "Come to Daddy, child. Climb on Daddy's lap. I want your little pussy, my love, my little lover. Mmm, your sleepy smile is so sexy, Em. Yess, come here, love, so beautiful. Mmm, Daddy needs to suck my little baby's tits, you like it when Daddy sucks your nipples, don't you, child? Put Daddy in you, baby, mmm, yes, pull on Daddy, mmm, love sucking your nipples, Em, mmm, ohh baby, yes, rub Daddy on your cunny, ohh Em, baby, look how sexy you are on Daddy. Daddy loves your bald little pussy, so fucking sexy. Daddy needs to be inside you, child. Ohhh Em. So warm, so soft, so wet. Yesss, ohhh Em, baby, take Daddy, slow, ohh my little girl feels so good on Daddy. That's my girl. Daddy loves fucking you, Em, sliding Daddy's cock inside my little girl. Daddy wants you to make Daddy cum with your little pussy, Em. That's it, baby, yes, squeeze, yesss good girl, suck Daddy's cock, suck me with your beautiful hot little cunt, yesss, good girl. My little baby is fucking Daddy, aren't you. Daddy loves my little girl" the Reverend whispered hotly into Emma's ear. "You're going to make your Daddy cum inside you, Em."

Hearing her father say he was going to cum inside her made Emma gush on her father's hard cock so deep inside her, filling her, bumping into her. She felt her juices run down over her father's hot balls. Felt herself creaming all over her father's hugely hard cock. Felt it getting bigger.

"That's my good girl, cum on Daddy's cock, Em." 

Holding her tight against him, her breasts crushed into his chest, his cock pumping fully inside her, faster and faster, deep into his daughter, Emma began cumming again, both her clit and deep inside her warm aching little cunny. Her father's cock going so deep, so hard, so fast, Emma was breathless.

"Kiss Daddy, baby." 

Her father's big hands cupping her bottom, his cock spreading her open. Her body glowing, humming as she worked her Papa's cock with her tight little cunny, developing a smooth rhythm by arching her back and gliding up and down, never once releasing her Daddy's cock, pumping his sliding cock, getting harder, and harder, filling her, spreading her, getting thicker and longer.

Emma knew.

"Cum in me, Papa, cum in your little, Em, cum inside me, Papa, cum in my little pussy, make a baby in me Papa" her panting breathy little voice, her invitation pushing the Reverend over the edge as he felt his little Em reach behind her. "Cum in me Papa" her smooth soft little fingers reach between his legs, her hand brush his balls, "shoot in me Daddy" her fingers slide between his legs, "make a baby in me, Daddy" her finger press against his bottom, into his bottom, "cum in your lil girl, Daddy, I want to be a good girl for you, Papa, your good little girl, your wicked little girl, Daddy. Cum inside me."

Emma squeezed her father's cock inside her, cupped his balls, pressed her finger into his bottom, pressed against his prostrate like he'd shown her as she began cumming again, as she felt her Daddy tense pressing her fingers against his golden spot, and groan with a roar as he exploded again and again inside her, his whole body wracking, her finger in his bottom quivering, his daddy-cum shooting inside her, her father's tremendous groan her satisfaction.

She squeezed and rocked and pulled, her little cunt sucking at her father's pulsing throbbing hot cock, milking her father's huge daddy-cock so deep inside her, her melting on top of him, him between her bare soft legs. 

The Reverend Joshua still quivering and panting, Emma draped him, her bottom still in his big hands, held his lovely daughter, both sweaty hot, and squeezed her firmly to him as they both milked the last of each others's cum from each other. 

The Reverend groaned and pushed his tongue inside his little girl's open mouth, as Em groaned with him, feeding off each other's abandon, her body shaking, sucking the cum from her Daddy with her delicious humming little pussy, sucking her father's tongue into her mouth, the last reverberations of her orgasms cascading through her as she hugged her father's full weight on top of her, them heaving and breathing alone together on the farm.

Next: Chapter VI: Grandma Rose Comes to Visit



The Reverend Joshua and His Emma Ch. 06



Chapter VI: Grandma Rose Comes to Visit

"Oh god Daddy, it's so hot watching you pull on your cock, Papa. Makes me so hot, Daddy, watching you" Emma breathed out as she rubbed herself under her dress, as she cupped and squeezed her breasts, pulled on her swollen hot nipples, her eyes glued to her father's hand sliding up and down his massive erection.

"Mmm, Em, lil baby, you are so fucking hot babygirl. Daddy loves watching you touch yourself, mmm, little baby, yesss, show Daddy your breasts, rub your breasts for Daddy. Oh god Em, so hot watching you. Daddy loves watching you touch yourself."

Reverend Joshua and his little Em, if they weren't tending to the farm were in each others arms. Emma found her father in the barn hanging up the plow-horse gear, the leather straps a deep brown mahogany color, worn shiny and oiled by the sweat of the powerful animals, the forged steel hardware clanking together in the most delicious way.

Emma leaned against the same bales of hay where she had masturbated so many times before she and her father, the Reverend Joshua, became incestuous lovers, her dress around her bare naked thighs, over her bare little hips, whispering "Do you like looking at me Papa?" she would breath out all alone in the barn. "Do you want to fuck me, Papa?" she'd whisper making herself creamy wet. "Tie me up, Papa, I've been so wicked, punish me, Daddy" she'd mewl and groan, making herself cum and cum, picturing her father spanking her. 

Watching her father with all the straps in his hands made her think of her fantasies of him tying her up in the barn, having his way with her, her at his mercy, her Papa punishing her for her wickedness. Emma and her father were now indulging their every carnal whim, father and daughter, incestuous lovers alone together, the privacy of the farm out in the middle of the isolated, late 1800s prairie, their own little world, father and daughter, secret lovers.

Reverend Joshua watched his little girl and stroked his blood engorged cock dripping pre-cum over his fist as he encouraged his daughter to touch herself. 

"Ohh, Em, yes lil baby, open your legs so Daddy can see your beautiful little cunny, child. Mmmm, so lovely, baby, Daddy wants to be inside you my wicked little girl, such a lovely little pussy for Daddy" Joshua growled in lust watching his little Em masturbate.

She was so beautiful, he thought to himself, so lovely, her blouse open, her translucent pale glowing skin, her firm young breasts spilling out, her nipples puffy and swollen hot. 

"Mmm, Daddy, jerk it for me, Daddy. Oh god Papa, jack your big cock for your little Em, jack your delicious cock for your little girl, Daddy" Emma gushed out, her fingers fluttering over her sensitive clit. "Nnnn, Daddy, want to suck you, Papa" equally compelled, equally mesmerized watching her father pull on his big cock just a few feet from her, her dress around her bare thighs her bare hips, her fingers in her soft wet little cunny brushing soft strokes through her creamy little slit, panting, watching her father rub himself, stroke himself, jacking his magnificent cock for her.

Emma's eyes grew wide in the revery of the way his fist would curl over the bloated mushroom cap of his cock, as her father pulled on his hard cock looking at his little girl, watching her touch herself, his eyes as big as hers, her leaned back on the bale of hay in the barn, her spread her legs wider for her Papa's gaze, her fingers sliding delicately through her pink little cunt. 

Her breasts, that her Daddy loved so much pressed together between her slender arms, her nipples so erect peeking like ripe swollen strawberries through her unbuttoned undertop there in the barn, her Daddy staring at her, his eyes full of lust for her.

Emma, overwhelmed by her father jerking his cock right in front of her, for her, an image she had fantasized about since those nights seeing his shadow through the curtain, had asked him to do it for her, told him her fantasy, of wanting to watch him, could barely contain her lustful exuberance.

"Pull on it for me, Daddy" she whispered. "Oh god Daddy, you're so hard, you make me so hot, Daddy" breathing out the words, husky, full of all the naughtiness she'd ever felt for her Papa. "I like you looking at me, while you pull on your cock, Daddy" she panted, her eyes wide, sparkling with lust, "I like you looking at me touch myself, watching you pull on your cock while you watch me, Papa. I like knowing how much you love fucking me, Papa, how much I know you want to slide your hard cock inside my little pussy, Daddy. Nnnggg, Papa, look how wet you are, your hand is so wet, as wet as I am."

Emma's fingers moved faster, looking back and forth between her father's eyes looking her up and down, their eyes meeting, flashing love and lust, smiling, at his hands pulling on his seething hard erection, her Papa, pulling on himself for her, jacking his beautiful cock for her. Emma cupped her breast, held out her nipple just for him, leaned and licked her own nipples. His watching her masturbate thrilled her as much as it thrilled her Papa.

"It makes my little pussy wet, you looking at me, Daddy. I like it when you watch me, Papa. Look at your little girl, Papa. Look how wet my little pussy is, Daddy, my bald little pussy. Look at my breasts, Papa. You want to suck them don't you, Daddy, ohhh god, Papa, yes, look at my tits, Daddy. Look how big your little girl's nipples are, Papa. You want to suck them don't you, Daddy? Mmmm, Papa, I want you to suck my nipples. They're so hot, Daddy, so puffy swollen, they ache Daddy, look Papa" she squeezed her one breast so her nipple was thrust out, so deliciously sexual, so hot for her father's mouth. "You want to slide inside me, don't you Papa? Look how wet you make my creamy little cunny, Daddy, ohh Daddy, love watching, you pull, on your, cock, for me Papa. You want to slide that big thing in me, don't you Papa? Oh god Daddy, look how hard you are. So big, nnn, Daddyyyy, you want to fuck your little girl, don't you Papa? You want to fuck that huge thing in your little girl's pussy don't you, Papa? Nnnn, Daddy, I want you inside me again, Papa, your big daddy-cock in my hot lil pussy" Emma groaned out, annunciating the word cock with such a lustful wanton eroticism her father the Reverend almost came hearing those words come from his daughters lips after all this time.

"Pull on it Papa" Emma whined again, out of breath, each tome saying it making her closer and closer to cumming again. "For me, Papa, pull, mmmm yeah Daddy like that, ngggg, Daddy, makes my little cunny, so wet Daddy, you're making me so wet Papa, watching you jack your big cock" Emma moaned in a hissing-whisper. "I need you in me again, Daddy, your cock, Daddy, deep in my hot little pussy, Papa."

"You like watching Daddy pull on my cock, don't you, child? Daddy's big hard cock. You make me this hard, Em. You make my cock this hard, lil baby" the Reverend panted, stroking his cock, rubbing his fist and palm over the rounded bloated head. "Look child, look how hot you me, look how wet Daddy's cock is, baby." 

"Papa? Do you, ... do you want to fuck me, fuck your little Emma, Papa?" 

His daughter in a heated arousal saying the words made the Reverend Joshua seethe again with lust for his little girl. Her eyes glued to her father pulling on his cock, the look on his face, his eyes watching her touch herself, her imagining that huge thing so good inside her, so deep inside, gliding inside her, how big it felt in her aching hot little cunny, how it spread her open, how she would cream and cream all over her Papa's thick cock. 

She loved his voice, so soft and smooth and certain when he was crazy for her like this, how his voice would go so rumbling quiet, so deep in his chest, and so low, how he'd growl at her, say naughty dirty things to her, how wet she would get, so crazy, for her Papa's hard cock. She loved that she turned him on so much. That she could make him so hard.

Joshua was electrified by the vision of his little Emma, so aroused that she'd become his dirty little girl, displaying herself, showing her father her beautiful little bare pink cunt, sucking her own hard swollen nipples, fucking her little pussy with her fingers, uttering such naughty obscenities.

"Roll over, child, Daddy wants to see your little pussy from behind, baby." 

Emma obeyed, her skirt around her waist, half laying on the bales of hay, her pert little bottom pressed up and out for her father's gaze, her fingers strumming through her pink slit, the back of her lovely legs so soft and glowing, her soft wet pink pussy pushed up to her father's burning eyes.

"Nnngggod child, so fucking sexy, my hot little baby, oh child, yesss, roll your little bottom, lil baby, Daddy has to taste you" and with that Reverend Joshua lunged forward toward his daughter's upthrust little pussy as Emma thrust her belly, her cunt, her thighs open for her father, her smooth bald sex glistening in her juices, bald all over, between her legs, up her tummy, the sight of her driving him to a kind of crazed lust as he mouthed his little girl's cunt from behind her.

Emma thrust her cunt up to her Papa's hot mouth, onto his long tongue winding up inside her, licking her all over her hot little cunt, her little bottom, his long swiping insistent licks, her fathers nose pressing inside her. She felt like an animal, her father the bestial bull, fucking his tongue into her swollen aching wet little cunny. Emma creamed all over her father's hot wet mouth, sucking her, licking her. Her father the bull about to mount her. 

Reverend Joshua rolled over too, crouched under his little girl, his mouth under his daughter's belly, under her hot little cunt, feasting on her beautiful little slit, sucking and licking her cream, diddling her clit with his hot wet tongue, vibrating her little pussy with his growls underneath her, through her.

"Mmmm, Daddy loves sucking your hot little cunt, child, do you like what Daddy's doing, baby? Do you like Daddy's mouth on your bald little cunt, Em? Daddy loves licking my little baby. You taste so good, child."

Emma had raised herself up on her arms, spread her legs wide, squatting over her father's mouth, sucking her, licking her, fucking her with his tongue, her little cunny directly over her Daddy's mouth, so he could reach all of her, so he could lick back and forth over her swollen little clit making her wild.

The Reverend groaned, the vibrations humming through his daughter's cunt, so on fire, rubbing her shiny pink slit all over father's mouth, grinding her hot little cunt onto his face, his mouth, his nose, her father's palms and fingers, groping and spreading her bottom cheeks apart so he could lick deeper inside her.

"Ohhhhh-ohhhh fuckkk Daddy, ohhh fuck, oh Daddy, oh yes, Daddy, ohhh Papa, mmmm-nnnnuhhh, yesss, fuck my little pussy, Papa, your mouth, Papa, nnnn-ugh- ohhh yes, Papa, your tongue, making me crazy, Papa, lick me, lick your little Em, lick my little cunny, Papa, lick my little cunny, Papa, so hot, Daddy, so wet, ughhhh, Papa, going, to, make me cum, Papa, going to, make me ... " Emma bucked her hips on the her father the Reverend's mouth, wriggling, humping, rocking, twisting her clit, rubbing her clit against her Papa's nose, his tongue fucking up inside her, cumming all over her father mouth.

"Yessss baby, yesss, cum on Daddy's mouth, child. Let Papa make you cum on Daddy's mouth, mmmphhh" Reverend Joshua muffled into his daughters dripping wet creamy little slit. "My lil baby's hot little pussy, my baby's beautiful little cunt, Daddy's naughty little girl, loves Daddy's mouth, don't you, child? Daddy loves my little girl's pussy, your little cunny belongs to Daddy, child, Daddy's hot little cunt, cum on Daddy's mouth, cum for Daddy, let Daddy make you cum." 

The Reverend Joshua licked and sucked and ravaged little Emma's bald little cunt humping on his mouth, luxuriating on her Daddy's penetrating tongue.

Emma held on to the bale of hay, her arms outstretched, her knees bent, grinding on to her father's hot sucking mouth, gyrating her little hips, her bare little cunny, her bare thighs, "Nnn Papa, nnnnn, nnn, so good, Daddy, lick me Papa, ohhhh-nnnn make me cum, Papa."

Emma exploded into an orgasm the likes of which she'd never experienced. Her cunt rippled and vibrated and gushed, her creamy cum all over Daddy's mouth, his face, holding her up, her legs shaking. 

He kept licking, biting the insides of her shaking soft smooth pale thighs, his big hands spreading her bottom so perversely as he rolled out from under her, turned, and in one swift motion touched the head of his hugely swollen enflamed dripping cock to his daughter's gloriously enflamed pink cunt.

Emma pressed back, her Daddy fucking into her from behind. Exhausted by her orgasm still rocking her, delirious, as he fucked his throbbing hard cock so hot and meaty thick into his little girl's upturned little cunny sucking at his huge swollen member, his daddy-cock fucking up into his hot little daughter, Emma was in heaven.

In that exact moment the Reverend reached out in front of them grabbing the leather straps hanging down from the barn wall, and reaching over his little Emma bent under him, looped the leather straps around Emma's wrists, pulled them together, lashing the straps, pulled them tight, raising her up, his cock still buried in her quivering little cunt.

"Ohhhh fuck Daddy, yes, tie me up, Daddy" Emma implored, "ooooh fuck, Daddy. Ohhh god."

Grabbing his little Em by the hips the Reverend thrust up inside his daughter, burying himself balls-deep in his little Emma, his balls slapping up under her, his groin slapping into her upturned pert little bottom, banging into her dripping wet little cunny. 

The Reverend Joshua loved fucking his little girl from behind, her arms high above her, her wrists bound together, her back arched, her hips in her father's strong hands. 

Emma knew he was leaving finger marks on her tender flesh, slapping his hands against her thighs, slapping her so hard she knew she'd bruise, her cunny on fire, dripping wet, her hips pulled back to him, grinding his huge swollen throbbing daddy-cock between her legs, deep into her quivering swollen dripping wet pussy. 

Reverend Joshua ran his big hands up and down his little girl's bare naked thighs, fucked his big thick cock up between her legs, deep into his daughter's warm little belly. He slid his hands to the front of her thighs, his fingers digging into her, his thumbs pressing into her groin, fucking his big, hot pulsing cock up inside his daughter writhing on his cock, in his hands, her arms and wrists bound, her at her father's mercy.

Emma groaned a constant stream of pleasure, her father fucking deep into his little girl as she felt his right hand grope her swollen aching breasts, fondle her lovely breasts, come up, and wrap around her throat, her jaw, as he fucked himself up inside her, deep inside his daughter, his little Emma, as he growled, fucking her, groaned out, as he came, as he shot his seed deep into his daughters waiting cunny, deep into her belly,

"Oh god yes, Papa, cum in me, Daddy, nnnggg cum in me Papa, cum in your naughty wicked little girl, in me, exploding in me, Daddy, I feel you Daddy, ohh, yessss, Papa" Emma groaned, humping her little hips, tightening her little pussy to suck the last drops of her Daddy's cum inside her as he held her tight against him. 

Feeling his body soften, his grip loosen as he kissed her cheeks, his breathing hot on the side of her sweating hot face, his sweat dripping into her shoulder, Emma slumped her weight suspended by her arms. 

"Ohhh, child, Daddy loves fucking your little cunt, baby, such a beautiful little cunt for, Daddy. You love Daddy's cock don't you, child?" 

Emma replied by squeezing her father's cock with her tight sopping wet little cunt, him buried so deep inside her, delirious in the burning sensation of the leather straps still tightly bound around her wrists, just the two of them, father and daughter, free to fuck each other, to love each other.

❖❖

Emma climbed into bed early, wishing she could sleep with her Daddy as he finished his chores, but satiated and sleepy from her and her father's orgiastic afternoon in the barn knew he would wake her when he came to bed.

He'd tied her up again, used the leather straps to leave delicious burning welts on her little bottom. She'd pleaded and begged him, to punish her, for being such a naughty girl, to teach her, how to be his good girl.

She could still feel the heat of the delicious welts on her thighs, her bottom, as she laid on her belly. She fell asleep to the sensations and memory of her father's gaze, her breasts still ringing hot from her father's hands pulling, squeezing, groping her breasts, pulling on her swollen nipples as he made her beg for more, made her beg for his cock, made her beg to make her cum again, and again, as he lashed and spanked her, telling her what a deliciously lovely naughty dirty little girl she was, what a good little girl she was, his little girl, that she belonged to him, that her hot little cunt belonged to him as he fucked his big daddy-cock so deep inside her.

Emma loved belonging to her Daddy. Loved how he pulled her hair as he kissed her so deeply, so passionately, his tongue swirling in her mouth. Loved how rough he was with her, how his growls made her so wet. How gentle he was with her in just the right moments, his love like being fucked fast and then slow. How he held her throat as he fucked her from behind, her suspended from the barn ceiling, the smell of the leather straps making her so wet. How he took her. How he put his fingers in her mouth, his hand around her jaw, so she could taste her own little pussy on his fingers. Emma loved giving him her little pussy, her bottom, anything he wanted as he made her cum so many times she could barely stand any more, barely speak coherently, her quaking orgasms rattling her entire being.

Emma drifted off to sleep smiling, whispering under her breath to the quiet, to the firelight glowing over her, the warmth and heat of the cabin easing her wounds, her freshly fucked little pussy, her freshly fucked bottom, dreaming off to sleep, "Whenever you want Daddy, whenever you want, your little girl belongs to you, Papa."

❖❖

Grandma Rose arrived early that next morning, and Emma still feeling so completely freshly fucked glowing in love with her father and his wonderful cock, greeted her Grandma Rose with the glee of a little girl, the camaraderie of another woman, her wonderful Grandma Rose.

Emma was so happy. She loved her Grandma Rose, and that she was going to spend some time with her and Daddy.

As Grandma talked, told her stories, laughed and smiled at Emma, her eyes glinting and sparkling, Emma thought to herself how her grandma was so beautiful. They looked a lot a like Grandma Rose kept commenting. She remarked how much she looked like Emma at Emma's age, and glancing down at Emma's breasts, and back into her eyes, Emma blushed.

"You've grown into such a lovely young woman" Grandma Rose said smiling. Emma loved her Grandma Rose.

When Reverend Joshua got up and went out to smoke, she commented on how beautiful Em was, how she was now as tall as her, and Emma flushed with excitement. She said she'd noticed how well her dress fit Emma, how large Em's chest had gotten since they last saw one another, and she winked.

Emma drew in her breath as Grandma Rose reached out playfully, and touched her finger to Emma's breast, right on her nipple, just like she had before, just like Emma had fantasized so many times she would do again, fantasized she and her young beautiful grandmother would do together, through their dresses, under their dresses.




The Reverend Joshua and His Emma Ch. 06



"I was just like this" Rose almost whispered, so erotically Emma was instantly creamy slippery between her legs, her thighs hot, her breasts flushed, as her Grandma Rose pressed gently on her nipple, "at your age, too" she smiled. "My nipples would get so hard they ached" she beamed knowingly at Emma. "Do your nipples ache like that sometimes too, Em, like your Grandma Rose's do?" Emma nodded, her eyes slightly closed, her mouth open. "Nnn-hnn, ... yes, they do" she purred, glancing up under her eyelashes at her Grandma Rose flirtatiously aroused.

Em, delighted in the sensation of her nipple being touched so provocatively by her beautiful grandmother noticed her Grandma's nipples poking through her dress just like Em's so often did, and Em wanted to tell her Grandma Rose about finding her wooden stick in her trunk in the attic.

Em wanted to touch her Rose's nipples, too, and her Grandma Rose let her. They just smiled at each other, without saying a word, both their faces flush with excitement, their breathing slowed, time standing still, the silence of the prairie swelling around them.

Emma wondered what her Grandma's breasts looked like. She wanted to see them, and just then imagined giving her grandma a bath, like she and Daddy gave each other, and how wonderful it would be to soap another woman's breasts, to have her breasts touched by another woman, soapy and slippery wet.

Emma knew how good it made her feel, and she wanted to make her Grandma Rose feel good, too. Emma knew right then the devil still got into Grandma Rose as she thought about her Grandma's large breasts and her hard nipples poking through her dress, and imagined herself sucking her grandma's nipples, sucking the devil from her if she needed her to.

Emma felt warm and tingly around her Grandma the rest of the day, wondering if perhaps Grandma Rose would return the favor of sucking her breasts for her, too, if perhaps she'd give Emma a bath, if perhaps she would lick Emma's hot little cunny like her father did. Emma quivered inside, that warm feeling in her belly. Emma decided she would like that very much. She liked how when they'd catch eyes, they'd share a little sparkling something between each other, two girls knowing what the other was thinking, feeling.

"Night Grandma Rose, night Papa" Emma said half asleep already from under her Papa's bed covers, his bed smelling so freshly of him, of their love making, her soothed, knowing soon Daddy would climb in bed with her, that they'd share the same bed, and Grandma Rose would be just across the room in Em's bed.

❖❖

Rose's large round breasts spilled from the top of her corset, her thigh-high stockings so sexy, her bare upper thighs, her shaven pussy so stunning and giving her a very young-girl looking appearance, her slender, lovely figure so stunningly feminine as she kneeled between her son's open legs sitting back in his chair.

"Ohhh Mother, yess" Joshua whispered out, hushed and throaty, not wanting to wake his little girl asleep in his bed. She'd been so sleepy after the long day with her Grandma, he put her to bed in his bed so his mother could sleep in Em's, and now, his mother was sucking his hugely hard cock, her tiny hands as small as Emma's, her hair, her eyes, all Emma's too, an older, 45-year-old version of little Em, as Emma slept just feet away from them, from this licentious act, mother and son.

Emma and Rose could be sisters, he thought, twins practically, and the thought made Joshua's cock harder imagining his mother's hands around him. He'd forgotten how much taller he was than his mother, how petite she was, that something childlike about her, and her grapefruit sized breasts on her petite little frame, always threatening to break through the laces of her tightly fitted dresses, how he'd fantasized about her breasts when he was a boy, and how he couldn't stop looking at them all day, and how Rose had noticed, how he wondered if they were as beautiful as his little Emma's breasts.

Rose was half undressed behind the curtain when she saw her son, shirtless, his dress pants he'd worn just for her arrival on the train, undone, his erection obvious from across the room as he sat down in his chair to remove his socks and boots.

He was thinking of his little girl, the sex they'd shared just that night before, and how he'd be climbing into bed with her, with his mother there in the same room. How he wanted he and Emma to fuck with his mother, Emma's grandmother in the same room. He thought of his mother's breasts, how he'd love to see them, to suck on them, to make his own mother wet for him. He imagined fucking her, he and Em, fucking her. He'd seen Emma staring at her grandmother's breasts, her mouth, her lips held a certain way, he knew, wondering what she would taste like.

Rose slipped on her sheer robe, already naked from the waist down except for her stockings, and stepped from behind the curtain. Approaching Joshua just as he sat down, Rose offered quietly, "It's a woman's job to remove her man's boots and socks, or her son's" she smiled as she kneeled in front of Joshua's chair just like Em had done those first few nights ago.

Shimmying the Reverends boots from his feet Rose looked up to see the v-shape at the underside of the swollen thick helmet of her son's cock, her son's erection slipped past the tie of his undergarment.

Her pussy was already wet doing this act of service, for her son, and seeing how large her son's cock was, she waddled on her knees closer in between his until her breasts lay on the shelf of her son's groin and inner thighs. She could feel the heat of his balls through her robe.

Joshua and Rose looked into each others eyes.

"Son, there are other things that, well, it's a woman's, ... duty, to do for her, man, and... for, her, son" she breathed looking down at the head of his cock as she reached out and touched it, as she wrapped her tiny fingers around and around the bloated thick meat of her son's erection.

"Ohh, Mother" Joshua moaned out as he reached out and placed his hand on his mother's cheek, as she pulled his cock out, and began to stroke it up and down.

As if in a trance Rose stared at the hunk of her son's flesh, hot and swollen in her little hand. "Things a woman can do for her son" she breathed out, "should do, for her, son."

Rose opened her sheer robe, let it fall from her sensuously soft shoulders revealing her lovely breasts her swollen hard nipples pressed up and out in her corset, her nipples like strawberries, like Em's, her bald bare sex glowing between her legs at the tops of her stockings, her sexy bare belly so perfectly feminine, like Em's.

Reverend Joshua moaned a hissing "yesss" as his mother leaned forward, moaned "motherrr" as he pulled her by her hair down to his cock, "suck me" as his mother opened her mouth, sucking him, pressing her tongue against his manhood as Reverend Joshua's head rolled back.

Rose sucked on her son's massive erection, larger than his father's had been, as large as any man's cock she'd sucked.

Rose loved the feel of cock in her mouth, a man in her mouth. The taste and smell of her son's manhood, much bigger, a man's cock now, the scent of his balls, a man's smell, and it made her pussy gush as she bobbed up and down, moaning in rhythm, her hips swiveling and humping with her wicked lust, her wicked excitement sucking her own son's huge cock, her hourglass figure, her hips, her lovely bottom wagging behind her.

Rose had admitted to herself many, many years earlier that she was indeed a wicked, wicked woman. She admitted that she loved cock. That while she was a one-man woman, her man, her salvation, she was an independent, strong, intelligent woman, studied and fully her own person. She loved being completely a woman, under her man, there to be his instrument of pleasure.

Joshua's hands on either side of her head, guiding her, his fingers wrapped in her long hair, Rose pulled her mouth from her son's throbbing cock.

"Do you like this, son, do you like it, when mommy" she gushed "... sucks your cock, baby? "Does my Reverend son" Rose's cunny purred with excitement, the naughtiness of not only sucking off her son, but her son the Reverend, "do you like, mommy's, mouth, my hot wet mouth, on your stiff hard cock, baby? Mmm, mommy loves you in mommy's mouth, baby. Let mommy make you feel good. Let mommy suck you, take care of you, so you sleep well, with our little Emma, baby. Just lay back and let mommy take care of her boy."

Rose sucked her son's cock back into her hot wet mouth before he could answer, not really expecting an answer, knowing the answer, expertly licking him, eagerly sucking him, pulling on his thick man-flesh, his huge daddy-cock as she looked pleadingly up into Joshua's eyes.

Joshua held her by her hair, looked at her, his breathing ragged, his mouth open, his eyes flashing back at his mother an unadulterated lust and pushed her mouth back over him. He glanced over his shoulder at Emma in his bed, his lovely daughter, watched her curves, pictured her sucking him, too. The moment he felt a sense of loyalty to Emma, his mother took him deep in her throat. 

Rose sucked her son, moaning, turning her head, bobbing up and down, her son's hugely hard cock in her throat, pleased that he wanted her as much as she wanted him, her forearms on his sturdy thick thighs, and she gasped, humping her now dripping wet cunt on his leg where Joshua had pressed it against her, for her. She smashed her hot nipples and breasts into his hot aching balls, licking him, cleaning him, his mother bathing his cock with her kisses as she looked up from Joshua's cock, and seemingly, for Joshua, out of nowhere whispered, panted "Baby? Mommy, needs, a Daddy, too, baby" excited by her own openness to her son, excited by what she suspected between he and Emma, excited by her own incestuous desire, for her son, for her granddaughter, for the memory of her own father. She'd fantasized about this moment for years, and now here she was, her son's huge erection in her tiny hands, at last in her hot sucking mouth, her loving mouth.

"Mommy, needs you ... to be mommy's Daddy, too, just like, ... you are, to, our little Emma. Will you, be, ... my Daddy, too?" Rose pleaded so softly, pulling on Joshua's cock in her little hands, "Will you?" she whimpered, sucking him back into her mouth.

Joshua groaned out loud, trying to be quiet, concerned Emma would be hurt if Emma woke, pictured her that afternoon, the way she looked at his mother Rose, and knew that, no, she would join them.

Rose murmured so sexily, so hot and aroused, by her own words.

"Daddy, I want to be your good girl too, Papa, to suck your cock some more, Daddy." She looked up at him again with the most imploring eyes. "May I, Daddy? Please, may your Rose make Daddy feel good, some more?" she purred.

Joshua touched his mothers cheek, and smiled at her. "Yes, baby. Daddy needs his girls."

Rose flushed hot, sucking in her breath at his words, her eyes flashing big looking deeply, hotly into her son's eyes, stared back at her son's cock as it lurched in her tiny hand, and smiled as she began pulling on him.

"Oh Daddy, you like that, don't you, Daddy? You like my little hands, don't you" she whispered excitedly, "my mouth, being in my hot little mouth, don't you, Papa? You do, you like my little voice, don't you... Papa" she giggled "your lil Rose likes her Papa's big cock in my hands, Daddy, feels so good in my little hands. So hot, Daddy, so big in my hands. It's throbbing in my hands, Papa, does it hurt? Can I make it feel better, Daddy? Can your little Rose make it feel better, make it stop hurting for you, Daddy?"

Rose continued to excite her son by openly provoking him with his little girl's name. "Does little Emma like it in her tiny hands too, Papa?" Rose felt herself gush between her legs. "Does, little Em, like ... her father's big cock, his big, hard, cock, as much as your little Rose, Daddy?" she whispered, purposefully taunting, seducing her son into admitting he and Emma were fucking each other, father and daughter. "Do you like this" wrapping her breast around her son's hugely hard cock, sliding his cock between her soft pillow breasts, "do you like it when Em does this for you too, Papa?"

Rose felt her son's cock lurch again, and knew, "Ohhh Daddy, she does, doesn't she Papa? Nnnnn Daddyyy, your big cock keeps getting so excited every time I say our little Em's name, Daddy. Maybe if your little girl pulled on you, Papa, like this" Rose continued to Jack hers son's cock, now with both hands, her breasts bunched up in her arms, against her son's cock in her hands, cupping his hot balls so full of cum, looking up at him with wicked perverse dancing playful flashing eyes.

"Daddy? Is this how Em pulls on you, Daddy?" Rose slid her fists slippery with her son's pre-cum up and down Joshua's erection, rolling over the head, jacking him, knowing now that he was fucking his daughter, his little Emma, her beautiful little Emma, his pre-cum spilling out over her tiny fists, turning her on even more.

"Ohhh Daddy, that feels good, doesn't it, Daddy?" she cooed. "Your girls pulling on Papa's big hard cock, hard for his girls, nnn-hnnn, my Daddy likes that, don't you, Papa? Do you like your little Rose's big tits, Papa? I do too, Daddy. I love sucking my own nipples, Daddy, having my nipples sucked, love pulling on your cock, rubbing my big tits on my Daddy's hard cock. You're so hard, Papa, you do love my big tits, don't you? Wanted to suck them for me, haven't you? Ohhhh, Daddy, yes, so hard for your lil Rose. I think Emma wanted to suck you too, Papa, for so long." Joshua groaned. "Your little Rose likes it too, Papa, I love it, Papa" Rose moaned, imagining her son fucking their sexy Emma, her grand daughter.

"Maybe if, maybe if I kissed it, like this ..." Rose touched her lips to Joshua's cock again, "Mmm, it's so hot, Daddy, why is it so hot Papa, is it so hot for me, Daddy?" she beamed. "Maybe if I put it in my mouth, Daddy, maybe you'd like that, Papa, maybe it'd feel much better in your good little girl's mouth, Papa? Maybe if your little Rose sucks on it some more" Rose accentuated her voice, looking bashfully up at her son. "Maybe if your little girls rub our breasts on you Daddy, maybe Daddy's cock will spill its milk in my little mouth, Papa. Would you like that, Papa, to cum in my mouth?" and with that Rose sucked Joshua back into her hot mouth as Joshua breathed loudly, as he groaned, picturing his little Emma, beside himself with his mother's brazen sexual gloating, tonguing her son's raging hard cock, sucking, pulling, jacking her son's manhood. "I love my Papa's cum" she moaned. "Maybe, Papa, will let me n' Em, your two girls, suck our Daddy's cock, together? Would Papa like that?" Joshua growled a long vehement convinced, yes, and Rose beamed, sucking him hard into her mouth, moaning on his cock.

Rose continued to whisper naughty, suggestive things about his little girls, dirty wicked things, making her son's cock surge with each word, about his little Emma, sucking his cock into her throat, his daughter, each time his cock throbbing harder, wanting to make him cum in her hot little mouth, wanting her son's cum in his mother's mouth, to suck her son's sweet hot cum, his seed, to be his little girl, too, just like Emma.

"Just like our little Em does, Daddy" Rose whispered hotly in a frenzy of pure carnal lust, "suck you, just like your little Emma, take turns sucking our Papa, our Papa's hot hard Daddy-cock, into our hot little mouths, pull on our Papa's big hard wet Daddy-cock ..." she groaned, sucking her son back into her mouth, swirling her tongue on her son's throbbing hot erection.

Joshua could only groan at the images of his daughter and his mother sucking him, his girl's, together, taking turns sucking on their Daddy's cock, their little hands wrapped around his thick swollen manhood, their mouths touching, their tongues touching. 

Images of her own father's cock in her mouth, Rose began cumming without even touching herself, humping her son's lower leg, pressing her breasts into his thrusting groin, even before Joshua's cock got thicker and harder, himself about to explode in his gorgeous mother's sucking mouth, down her throat.

Rose groaned louder, her own orgasm ripping through her as her son, the Reverend Joshua, shot load after load of his hot cum down his mother's throat, into her hot sucking little mouth wrapped over his huge pole. 

Memories, images, of her sucking her own father's cock, loving sucking her own father's huge cock into her hot wanton little mouth, his hot cum pouring down her throat, his huge cock in her tight little pussy flooded through Rose's imagination. 

Her father cumming inside her in their bed all alone in the cabin she grew up in. Their climbing into bed together, both already aroused anticipating their secret forbidden love, their pretending they had to share a bed because it was so cold, the feeling of their hot nakedness sending them both into a sexual frenzy, fucking each other to sleep, her father's cock soft still inside her, her bottom pressed to him, his tummy hot on her back, his arms around her, how she would hold his arms around her, snuggle back into him.

Rose loved being fucked by her father. She loved sucking him as he pretended to sleep. This game of pretend excited her, their secret, as if they weren't, as if neither of them knew, could stop it. She loved laying her cheek on his belly as he gently raised his hips up and down fucking his long hard thick cock in and out of her wet sucking loving mouth. She loved how he would put his big hands on the back of her head, pull her hair together in his fist when he came, holding her mouth on him, his cock pulsing and jumping in her throat, as he groaned out loud into the silent absorbing privacy of the cabin, as he whispered, lullaby'ed "Good girl, thats Papa's good girl, such a good girl for Papa. So hot on Daddy's cock. Love my little girl. Love my little, Rose."

She loved how she would wake to her Papa licking her slick little cunny, her legs lewdly spread-open for him, her gown pushed up above her hips, his hands on her inner thighs holding her open, so beautiful, licking her, sucking her, fucking her with his tongue, fingering her until she would practically bounce off the bed, cumming, again, and again.

She loved how her father would slide inside her, his weight on her, as he fucked that huge thing inside her, spreading her open, filling her, as she wrapped her arms and legs around him, whispered hotly into his ears, "Fuck me, Papa, nnn, yess, fuck your little girl, Daddy, love, that thick cock in my tight little cunny, Papa, nnn, fuck my little cunny, Papa, yess, fuck your good girl, Papa." How she would snuggle with her Daddy, and drift off to sleep again as if nothing had happened, as if it were just a dream, but it wasn't. It was a delicious ceremony. A ritual. Little Rose knew then that she was born for this, that she loved it, that she couldn't get enough of it, be damned the devil, be damned all the rest of it, she loved cock, especially her Daddy's cock.

As time went by, she and her Papa became lovers openly fucking each other, randomly, all through the day, the farmhouse their private love den. She gave herself to him whenever he wanted her, gladly. She knew him so well, she knew when he needed her. Her entire being would vibrate with his lust. She would stand before him, and wait for his permission, unbuckle his belt, release him, and suck her father's fat swollen cock into her loving mouth. She'd suck and suck, until, her father was close, and then she would look him in his eyes, and say in the most innocent of lust filled voices, "You can cum in my mouth, if you want to, Papa" and she would wait for his response, always the same, and always making her shudder, her little cunny vibrate, "Would you like Daddy to cum in your little mouth, baby, would that please you?" Sometimes Rose would be so overcome, all she could do was nod as if hypnotized, before sucking him back into her willing little mouth, sucking off her father.




The Reverend Joshua and His Emma Ch. 06



She wondered how long Joshua and Emma had been lovers, and the mere thought of them fucking there on the farm alone together, in the cabin, in the barn, in the fields, just as she and her father, Joshua's Grandfather, had done, made her want to fuck the cock cumming in her mouth, her son's cock, her new Daddy's cock, throbbing, pulsing, shooting his cum into her hot sucking wanton mouth, swallowing every drop of her son's salty sweet Daddy-cum from his thick meaty cock filling her mouth. It made her want to join the two of them, her son and his daughter, to stay with them for some time. She imagined sucking Emma's lovely breasts so much like her own, and Emma sucking her swollen nipples, their rubbing against one another, licking each others bald little slits at the same time while her son, Emma's father, watched, as her son began cumming, as she sucked and swallowed her son's magnificent cock, as her Granddaughter Emma watched from her father's bed, rubbing her little cunny furiously under the covers squeezing her young full breasts in her hands, rolling her nipples between her fingers.

Next: Chapter VII: The Reverend's Girls



The Reverend Joshua and His Emma Ch. 07



Grandma Rose discovers the Reverend and his Emma are lovers

Chapter VII: The Reverend's Little Girls, 2011

Emma's smooth perfumy softness touching warm beside him Reverend Joshua woke up in the dark of the cabin still half dreaming, his hand wrapped around his swollen hard cock. 

The devil in them both, hungrily licking, kissing, sucking, their warm wet mouths, their little hands jacking his cock, his mother cupping his balls whispering, "nnnn, Daddy," before sexily sucking him deep into her throat, he was dreaming of his little Emma and his mother Rose.

He was growling, what good girls they were, moaning, "Mmm, my lil babies, yesss, suck Daddy," his incestuous daughters loving on their father, "mmmm my beautiful girls," taking turns sucking his incestuous cock. 

"Daddy's little girls," Rose cooed again, Emma and Rose, incestuous little girls with their father, his two little girls, rubbing each other's beautifully full lovely creamy soft breasts pulling on each others puffy hot nipples. Kissing, sweltering hot kisses their tongues in each other's mouths their little hands wrapped around his thick meaty manhood, jacking their Daddy's cock together as they kissed. Rose mewling so softly, so little, "Nnnn, Papaaaa, look at Emma, Daddy, look how good she's sucking you, Daddy. I knew she was, Papa, at night under the covers, sucking her father's cock, making you cum in her little mouth, Daddy," just as the Reverend Joshua woke up. 

His dream was so real. As lucid as any he'd ever had. His cock was throbbing, aching hard in his fist. The bed gently creaked in the dark to his rocking hips. His balls tingling hot and full of cum for his little girls, his little Emma, her back her bottom so warm and soft against his side. Her bare arm draped so hot over his pelvis, her little hand holding the inside of her father's naked thigh the Reverend jacked his pulsing hard cock. He shifted even closer so her wrist touched his hot cum filled balls. Her father fucking his cock through his fist, he nuzzled his little girl's hair. 

She smelled so good. He imagined her full firm beasts in the pitch dark of the cabin her swollen hot nipples pushing up through her thin little cotton nightgown, how she would cum just him pulling and kneading her breasts. His cock surged hard. He'd noticed the day before how ripe her body was, maybe that time of the month he wasn't sure what, but he desired her more than ever. 

He pictured her on all fours her eyelet cloth gown bunched up over her little hips her feminine little bottom pushed out to him, "so warm inside, Papa," her bald little pussy, so sexy, so perfectly gloriously sexy, the way she arched her back, his little lover, "put it in me, Daddy." He loved that his Em loved sucking his cock, "does that feel good, Papa. You like it when I suck you, like this, don't you, Papa." That he could let himself let her suck him let her make him cum in her hot little mouth, "ohhh lil baby, Em, yesss, suck Daddy, lil baby." That they both would do that for each other make the other cum without need of return, "cum for papa, Em, cum on Daddy's mouth, lil baby." His daughter's warm wet mouth, her sucking him long and hard until he came in her warm little mouth, "cum in my mouth, Daddy, cum for me, Papa." Him licking her pink creamy wet little cunny, "mmmm, babyyy," her sweet pink little slit. He loved his daughter's taste, her wriggling under his mouth, his licks through her wet fleshy folds creaming silky wet. 

"You like Daddy's mouth on your little pussy, don't you, lil baby," her pushing her buttery pink cunny into her father's licks. Her hot little mewling moans to his long tongue pushing inside her, "nnnn, Daddyyy," licking her clit, "going to, make me..." flicking his tongue over and over her swollen little clit, "cummm." He loved driving her wild, mouthing her swollen little cunt until she gushed hot wet, bucking up off the bed. How sexy she looked, her white eyelet gown pushed up over her tender little hips, her bald mound, her soft warm little belly, his beautiful daughter, his little Em cumming on her father's mouth. 

The Reverend nuzzled into his little Em in the perfectly still darkness, nuzzling her cheek, the smell of her, her hair, love, he breathed in her sleepy warm soft fragrance. She wriggled back against him, purring his little kitten. He was going to fuck her. He wanted her again before going out to tend to the farm. And his mother just feet away, in Emma's bed; that bestial animal surge coursing through him again, the devil in him, he knew, his cock throbbing hot hard for his little Em, her scent her fragrance and his animal urge, all cock, his mother asking him the night before to be her Daddy, too, "just like Em," his two little incestuous girls. "I need a Daddy, too," she'd intoned, so hotly he began cumming in her mouth, her provoking an image of his little Em, his two little girls, "sisters," she'd said, incestuous little cock hungry girls with their Daddy alone together out on the farm, his two little girls, his two little lovers. 

The sweet sleepy fragrance of Emma beside him made him hunger for her. Him, the bull, his daughter's perfumy freshness like she was in heat drawing him to her, like the wolves out on the plains, the male taking the female as he pleased, her willing, eager, to please him, pushing her hot little cunt up to him. The Reverend growled a long hot hungry groan into Emma's shoulder. Something was different in Em, his aching throbbing erection even harder than usual, his daughter's scent making him even hotter. 

His forearm draped over her hip the Reverend wrapped his fingers around Emma's warm inner thigh. He pulled her bottom to him, kneading her flesh in his big hand, jacking his cock in the dark of the cabin. He needed his daughter's ripe warmth against him. Closer, his daughter's warm little hand rubbing bumping against her father's warm-hot balls, in her sleep, made him feel even more bestial, a perverse kind of arousal, his hand sliding up and down his cock.

Pre-cum slippery wet dribbling out over his fist, he felt Emma's hand move, her wrist lift, the back of her hand moving against her father's balls, then his cock, rubbing touching the underside of his magnificently raging hard cock. Her skin so warm-hot, so deliciously dreamy soft and smooth on his skin, her knuckles, the tops of her fingers touching his balls, his cock, he breathed out a hot breath, that she was awake, the Reverend aroused beyond belief. 

Emma was already creamy wet feeling her father's rubbing rhythmically against her lower back, his hips pushing his incestuous hot hard cock into his fist. She loved waking this way, the top of his thigh hot and electric soft against the underside of her bare thigh. Him so masculine touching against her, her so tiny next to him, so feminine, him rubbing on her, both their nightgowns above their waists, her father's hot hard cock throbbing, dripping with pre-cum, her little pussy buttery creamy warm. 

Half on her side, facing away from her father, him having spooned with her in their sleep, the feeling of his warmth across the sensitive soft dimples of her lower back ignited a love in her for him, that buttery warmth deep in her little belly. 

Emma arched her back that surge in her loins. Her breasts tingling she rubbed the back of her hand against her father's hot hard cock, joining him, his hand sliding up and down his hugely hard cock. She pushed her bottom hot against his bare hip. Her nightgown already up around her tender little hips his bare hand on her bare skin, his strong gentle fingers wrapping around her touching at her loins, made her want him inside her. It excited her that her father knew just where to touch her, how to touch her, to make her need him. "Nnnn, Papaaa, you're so warm," she breathed out into the dark, "you...feel so good," she mewled under her breath, rubbing her bare legs on her father's. 

The Reverend met his daughter's soft little whispers with a hungry bestial growl, her turning her head toward him, over her shoulder, them kissing, her father's tongue so warm and exciting in her mouth, rocking her little hips.

"Nnn, Daddy, were...you thinking...about me?" waking so sleepy soft, letting her hand touch his, him stroking his cock pushing himself against her, her breasts hot and swollen, her nipples aching for her father's warm wet mouth. 

"Nnnnn, Daddyyyy, are you this hard, for me, Papa?" arching her back, touching her hand against his throbbing hot hardness. Feline, rubbing so soft and feminine against her father under the covers, so sexily warm with him under the covers, she whispered hushed in the dark, "I'm so wet, Daddy," not wanting to wake her Grandma Rose asleep just over in Emma's bed, but at the same time, wanting her to know, wanting her to hear her and her father, them rubbing on each other.

"Were you...thinking about me, Papa? My little hands," stroking her father's erection, "my...little pussy, Papa," pushing her bottom so soft warm on his hip, "fucking me, your little girl, Daddy," rubbing the back of her hand on her father's cock, "my...little mouth, Daddy," kissing him, letting her fingers drag over his bare groin his hips raising to her touch. 

"My warm little hands, Papa," her grandma Rose in her bed, the perfect excuse for her and her father the Reverend to share his with her Rose there. The devil tingling through all three of them. "Nnnn, Daddy," sliding the back of her hand up and down her father's cock in time with his hand, his pulsing thick incestuous daddy-cock, his deep breaths, him nuzzling warm against his daughter, her sexy, sensual affections. 

Knowing exactly what words would turn him on even more, Emma whispered hotly, "do you...want to put it in me, Daddy?" 

The Reverend's growling yesss, made Emma wriggle against him. "Mmmm, yesss baby, so hard for you, child, woke dreaming about you, you were...sucking Daddy, baby," nuzzling her hair, his fingers tightening into her hip, curling around, squeezing, then grazing her smooth bald mound. 

Seducing her, wanting to make his little girl's pussy tingling buttery warm for him, "feel how hard Daddy is for you, how hard you make Daddy, lil baby." 

Her father's hot whisper in her hair Emma imagined him inside her, her breaths quivering, her voice chiming, "so...hard, Daddy, does it want to be inside me, Papa?" the soft warm glove of his daughter's beautiful little cunt squeezing her father's erection inside her, his fingers so lightly touching her creamy wet little slit. 

"Nnnnhhhh, Daddy, you want inside me, don't you, Papa," the thought making her little cunny gush buttery creamy hot wet. "Does it...want inside me, Daddy? Your cock, Daddy, does it... want inside me, to fuck me, my hot little pussy, Daddy? Is it so hard, because it wants inside me, Papa?" making herself even hotter sensually rubbing her bottom on her father's hip and thigh, her father's breathing yessss, deepening. 

"Nnnn, Daddy, it...makes me...so wet, that your...cock, wants inside me, that you want to be in my little pussy, to slide inside me, before I'm even really awake, Daddy. I -- I want it...inside me, Daddy, want to, let it inside me, slide inside me, Papa, put it in, Daddy," rubbing herself on her father. 

"Mmm, you like waking to Daddy being so hard for you, don't you, baby. Yes, child, Daddy's cock wants to be inside you," the Reverend growled, "wants you to cum," squeezing her rounded soft warm hip, "on Daddy's cock, child," his little Em strumming her wrist up and down his cock, "in you, lil baby. Lets give him what he wants, child," the Reverend growled. "Lets put Daddy inside you." 

Emma slid her feet along her father's leg, down to his feet, trying to reach his toes, pushing her little bottom against him, rubbing her creamy wet little pussy from behind on her father's leg, against his hip, him pushing back. 

"Nnnnn, should we, Papa? It's - it's...so wrong, Daddy," she teased, "to let...him, inside me, Daddy, your cock, in my little pussy, Papa," Emma breathed out hotly at her father in the darkness. It was true, her holding her father's wrist as he jacked his cock was making her little pussy gush slippery hot wet. Her father's cock so hot and hard made her squirm trying to touch the pulsing throbbing want between her legs. 

"Daddy, pull on it for me, it's so hard, for me, isn't it, Daddy, for your little girl, for my warm little pussy, my warm little hands, my warm little mouth? You want to put it inside me, don't you, to cum in me, don't you, Papa, to...fuck me, Daddy? Does it want to be inside me, Papa? Will it make it feel better, to be inside me, Papa," Emma whispered, provoking her father with her hushed mewling soft purr, "you can, you can put it in me, I -- I...want you...in me Daddy," rocking her little hips, "to use me, Papa," pushing her little bottom against her father's hot skin, "let it inside me, Daddy, ohhh god Daddy, let it inside me," her imagining her father's big hot hard cock spreading her open, the devil in her father fucking her so deep and hard making her hot little quivering cunt gush creamy wet, her father taking her, him pushing inside her, wrapping herself around it, that hard thick hot thing between her father's legs. Squeezing it hot and hard and throbbing deep in her warm little belly, her father on top of her, her legs spread, wrapped around him, his huge thick hard cock spreading her so perversely open, him gliding in and out of her hot little cunny, so thrillingly hot inside her. 

"Mmmm, lil baby, you want Daddy's cock, don't you, child? Tell Daddy, baby, you want me to fuck you, don't you, child, tell me lil baby, tell me you want Daddy's cock inside you, that your little cunny wants Daddy."

"Nnn Daddy, nnngghhyyesss," Emma purred, loving when her father talked like that, "you make me feel...so dirty Daddy, so hot for it, Daddy, yesss, in me, your big cock, in me," Emma gushed out, "my little pussy wants it inside, Papa," rubbing, writhing against her father, his deliciously naughty words, "put it...put it in, Papa." 

The Reverend pressed his thigh into his daughter's bottom, against his daughter's hot little cunt slippery wet warm on his skin, "Daddy's big cock inside you," them both churning sweaty hot against one another, embellishing their fantasies, luxuriating in each other's heat, "deep in your warm little belly," their incestuous want whispering through the curtain even more exciting with Grandma Rose just feet away asleep in Emma's bed. Emma arched her back her young full breasts straining into the softness of her nightie, "yesss, Papa," her nipples so swollen excited by her father's morning lust, "nnnn, Daddy" she quivered hot, "put it in me," him pulling on his hugely hard cock. She loved how hot it made them both, this building erotic tension, arousing each other, incestuous lovers, father and daughter. "I'll let you suck my nipples, Papa, like you like." 

She felt like her breasts were bigger than usual, swollen hot, so ripe and hard they could almost burst they ached so much for her father's mouth. "I want you to, Papa, want you to suck my breasts, Daddy."

Emma could cum just watching her father jerk off, but loved the feeling of him in her little hands, making him so big, so hard, making him moan for her pulling little hands, how he loved looking at her breasts while she jerked him off, while she sucked him, sliding his thick hard cock between her breasts. 

"I love it when you, jack off, Daddy. Do you...want me...to help, Papa?" she gushed, "me to...pull on it for you, Daddy?" her breasts tingling hot her wriggling back against him, the soft of the back of her hand touching him, so hot against her soft skin. "I want to Daddy, to feel you, to pull on you, Papa, to...make you feel good, Daddy. I can make you feel, Daddy." 

Emma was making her little pussy hum and gush creamy wet, "to stroke it for you, Papa. Your...cock, Daddy. Let me...pull on it for you," gushing, sliding her little hand up and down her father's cock, rubbing her hand on his, his pre-cum warm wet on her skin, "I'm...so wet, Papa. Need you...to touch me...my tits, Daddy, my...little pussy, Papa, let me pull on it for you. You can touch me. I'm...so hot, feel how hot I am, Daddy, feel how swollen my tits are, Daddy, how wet I am for you, Papa."

Emma loved making her father hard for her. She arched her back rubbing her breasts in her little hand, her nipples so swollen puffy hot, knowing just what to say to elicit her father's hot growling moans.

"Do you, think about me...sucking you, Papa, my warm little mouth on you, Daddy. Do you think about me, naked under my gown, Papa? Nnnn, you do, don't you Papa, my wicked Papa, " she smiled in the dark. "Do you want my warm little mouth, Daddy...me...to suck you Papa, to cum in my warm little mouth, Daddy, in your little Em's mouth, Papa, to fuck my tits, Daddy? Is that what you're thinking about Daddy, fucking my tits, me sucking you off? Your little girl's big tits wrapped around your big. Hot hard cock, Papa, my warm little mouth, me sucking you in the dark, under the covers, our secret Daddy...grandma Rose might hear us Daddy, me...sucking you," Emma taunted and grinned hearing her father's gush of breath.

"Your naughty little girl hungry for her Papa's big cock? She might hear me, Daddy. Does that make you hard, Daddy? That grandma Rose would hear me say how much I love sucking you, Daddy, my warm little mouth, me sucking on you, your hands in my hair, you fucking my little mouth, Daddy? Do you want me...to suck it for you, Papa? I will Daddy, I want to Daddy. I'll suck you so hard, Papa, make you cum in my mouth, Daddy," picturing her Grandma Rose last night sucking the Reverend's magnificently hard thick cock, "I want you to cum in my mouth, Papa," making herself so wet, humming hot wet. 

"Nnn, Daddy," her breasts throbbing hot, "want you in my mouth, Daddy," the devil taking her over, she knew, wanting him to have her, wanting him inside her, her father's big hard cock, "nngghhPapaaa, I'm so wet Daddy, so...hot inside Daddy." 

Emma rubbed against her father like a soft little kitten in heat, moving with her father's movements, her fingers touching her father's hand moving up and down, touching her fingers to his thick meaty cock squeezing his throbbing hot pole in her little fist, her pussy quivering, the wetness between her legs, that pulsing hot warmth in her little belly. 

"Let me, Daddy, put it in me."

The Reverend jacked his cock furiously to Emma's secretive whispers. He loved that his little girl was as sexual as he was, that she loved cock, that she needed it.

"That's my good girl, yesss, pull on Daddy, sweetie, your little hand is making Daddy feel so good, child, makes me...want, to be inside you lil baby, makes Daddy...want to fuck you, Em. Mmmm, yesss, that's my good girl, wrap your fingers around Daddy's cock, just like I...showed you, child," the Reverend breathed out to Emma's warm little hand wrapping around his cock. 

"I - I want...to help, Daddy, help you...feel good," interrupting him stroking himself, wrapping her little hand around her father's thick throbbing hard cock in the dark of the cabin, under the covers, grandma Rose just feet away. "Let me pull on it for you, Daddy, let me help, make you...feel good, Daddy, want...to make you feel good," rubbing her palm over the head of his cock, gathering his pre-cum to make her little hand slick, jacking her father's cock, making her little cunt hotter and hooter for her father's cock, "feel how swollen my breasts are, Daddy." 

"Oh child, lil baby, yessss, let papa suck your breasts, lil baby, mmmm, so swollen, so hot, your nipples...are so...swollen hard, kitten. Your breasts...are so firm, lil baby. Ohhhh lil baby, Daddy loves sucking my little girl's nipples." 

"Ohhh god, Daddy, nnnnnyes, squeeze them Daddy. Nnnn, you're...so hard, it makes me so hot inside," her back to him her father reaching around her kneading her swollen hot breasts for such a little girl in his big warm hand. "Nnnn, Daddyyyy," squeezing her nipple up to his hot sucking mouth, his hot wet tongue, Emma pulled on her father's cock, squeezing his hot hard meaty thickness as he rubbed her swollen breasts, him against her bottom, imagining him fucking her little bottom, the hot satiny hardness of her father's cock pushing into her tight little bottom. 




The Reverend Joshua and His Emma Ch. 07



"Nnnnn, Daddy, you're...so big, so wet when I pull on you, your cock, is so hot Daddy, gets...so...makes me, so...wet Daddy," jacking her father's erection in her little hand, pulling on it, squeezing, moving her hand up and down his heavy, thick dripping wet meaty cock-flesh. 

"Love...the feel, of your cock in my hand, Daddy. How hot it is, how hard it is, I can feel it throbbing Daddy. It wants to be inside me, Daddy. It wants to fuck me, Papa, wants my wet little girl pussy Daddy, your little baby's hot little pussy, doesn't it, Papa. Wants to cum inside me, doesn't it, Daddy. Wants me to make you cum, with my little hand, my little mouth, doesn't it, Papa." 

Emma couldn't wait any longer. She rolled onto her back, spreading her legs, her father immediately desperately hot cupping her hot little cunt in his big masculine hand.

His fingers dipping into his daughter's creamy satiny smooth wet little pussy, slipping inside her hot little baby pussy, Emma moaned almost too loudly, "Nnnggh Daddy, nnnmmmmyesss, feel how wet I am, Papa, touch me," jacking his cock in her little hand, "ohhh god Daddy, my little pussy, so hot for you, Daddy," she wriggled into her father's fingers, squeezing his big thick throbbing meaty cock. 

"It wants to be in me, Daddy," jacking his hugely thick throbbing hard cock, "wants...to be in me, Papa," rocking her tender little hips into his hand, "nnnn, Daddy, yesss, suck my nipples," her father's mouth hot wet on her breasts, his hand rubbing against her mound, pushing her little hips up to her father's hot whisper. "Nnnn, Daddy, I can't wait anymore, Papa." 

"Mmm, Emmm, little baby, mmmgghyesss, child," his hissing gravelly pleasure, "yessss, pull on Daddy, your little hand... feels so good, baby, mmmm, you're so wet, child, so creamy wet for Daddy lil baby. Mmmmm, you like Daddy's fingers in you, don't you, kitten, Daddy's cock in your little hand, Daddy fingering your soft lil baby pussy, don't you, child."

"Nnnn, I do, Daddy," Emma again gushed out hot on a breath, "yesss, Papa," she whispered pulling on her father's cock faster, squeezing harder, "does, my little hand feel good, Papa? My...nnnnn...Daddy," spreading her legs further, her father slipping his big finger inside her, opening her hot little cunt to her father the Reverend Joshua. 

"Mmm, yesss child, let Daddy suck your nipples, sweet baby. You like Daddy sucking on your swollen breasts, your hot little nipples, don't you child? Mmmm, yesss, you just got so wet, Em. The devil's inside us lil baby, wants us to fuck each other, Em, wants, me...to fuck my lil baby my beautiful little baby, to cum inside you, Em, my little girl." 

"Nnn Daddy, nnnnyesss, wants me, to fuck you too Daddy, you to suck my nipples, to make you cum in my little belly Papa. Mmmm, your cock...just got so hard, you like that, don't you, Daddy, sucking your little girl's nipples, my breasts, Daddy," rubbing her palm over the head of his cock, "it's...so hard, Daddy, throbbing in my hand, Papa, wants...to be in me, Papa," pushing her little bottom back against her father's hip. "Feels so good, Daddy, my little hand, jacking you," rubbing it over the dimples of her lower back, "pulling on you," through the cleft of her little bottom, his pre-cum leaving a wet hot trail on her glowing hot skin. 

"Here, lift up, child," the Reverend whispered raising and wrapping his right arm around and under his little Emma, her head on his inner shoulder, in the crook of her father's muscular arm. 

Emma moved with her father, his right hand cupping her entire right breast in his one big hand, squeezing, kneading her swollen hot tit flesh Emma sighing, her breasts so swollen, his fingers over and over drawing up to her nipple, her father gently, lightly turning her pebble hard nipple between his thumb and finger.

"Kiss Daddy Em, put your tongue in Daddy's mouth, child," his fingers so feathery soft rubbing his daughter's creamy wet pink little slit, them both so warm, so sleepy soft in bed under the covers together in the dark morning cabin, her father's cock so hard in her little fist. 

"Nnnnn, Daddyyy, nnnnyesss, touch me, my tits Daddy, nnnn Daddy, pull on them, Daddy. Ohhhgggod, Dadddy, yesss, touch meee, kiss me," turning back toward her father, over her shoulder, pushing her tongue into her father's mouth, not realizing her breasts were so big, so full, so swollen hot, that today she'd become pregnant with her father's baby, that they'd both know the exact moment, her father cumming so deep in her warm little belly. 

Emma loved this position with her father. She felt so little and moaned into their kiss in the dark. Her tongue in her father's mouth making her gush in heat, his left hand sliding over her thrusting pelvis, over her smooth bald mound, touching into her creamy wet little folds, she was frantic to have him in her, his kiss, his lips, his hot wet tongue in her mouth making her spread her legs for him like the hot little whore for her Papa's cock she knew she was. 

"Ohhh god, Daddy, yessss," she purred into her father's ear, "touch me, Papa...you know just how I like to be touched, Daddy...my little pussy, is so hot, Daddy, so wet," wriggling her little hips, pushing her hot little pussy her bald mound into her father's hand. "Nnnn, Daddy," his fingers so perfectly touching into her shiny wet pink little slit, the flat of his hand sliding over her mound shiny slick in her creamy satiny cum, "yesssss."

"Mmmm, my sexy lil baby, my sexy little girl, Papa loves touching you, child, sucking...your beautiful big tits, child, my little girl, Daddy's little love doll. Mmmm, lil baby, your tits are so swollen, so big for Daddy, child." 

"Nnnnnmmm, Papaaaa, nnnghhh looove...being...your little girl," jacking her father's huge thick cock in her tiny little hand, "your love doll, Papa. Love, pulling on your cock for you. Nnnn, suck my nipples, Daddy, nnnn, touch me," her voice almost mimicking her Grandma Rose's voice, her Rose saying the same thing to him the night before, "your good girl, Daddy."

"Let me show you how good I can do it, Daddy, how good I can suck you," her own words making Emma gush in heat, pulling, squeezing her father's cock even harder, faster. "How hard I can suck you, how hard I can make you cum in my mouth, Daddy," her father sucking her hot swollen nipples, "let me...jack you off, Papa, let me make you cum, cum in my mouth, nnnngguhh, Papa, you're...making me feel, so hot, so dirty...nnn, Daddy. Love me, Papa." 

"You like it when Daddy touches you softly like this, don't you, child," the Reverend growled. "Daddy's fingers feel good, don't they, kitten, mmmmm, Emmm, love you child," his little girl jacking his throbbing aching hard cock, in love with his daughter, his little Em. 

"Your little hand feels so good, child, mmm, yesss, just like that little baby, mmm, I love it when you do that," his pre-cum dribbling over her little fist, "your warm little hand, baby," slick and slippery in his daughter's fingers, her little hand wrapped around his girth, stroking him, pulling on him, twisting so slippery hot wet. 

Her father's cock, so divinely hot hard, "you like it when I pull on you like this, don't you, Daddy," her father's cock, her sliding her little fist up and down her father's hot hard throbbing daddy-cock, "it's like when I suck on you, isn't it, Papa," her little hand barely fitting around his erection, "my warm little mouth, do you want me to, Papa, suck you," pulling on him, her little fist squeezing so tightly around his thick hot girth made Emma need to cum. 

"I do, Em, yesss, your little mouth on my cock, child. Want you to suck Daddy into your warm little mouth, want to fuck my little girl's sucking little mouth. Would you like that, Em, to make Daddy cum in your little mouth, child, daddy's dirty little girl, my little love doll."

"Nnnnnyesss, love making you cum in my mouth, Papa, when you...fuck my mouth," Emma gushed out, her father pushing his tongue into her mouth. 

"Nnnn god, Daddy, I love...making you cum. Love being your little love doll, Daddy, your little girl whore, Papa." 

"Mmmm, lil baby, you make Daddy so hot for you, child. Baby? Daddy wants... to touch the head of my cock, to your little bottom baby," the Reverend growled, knowing the thought made Emma squirming hot. 

"Daddy wants, to touch the head of my cock to your little rosebud, child, would you like that, baby, Daddy to push into your soft little bottom, Em." 

Emma breathed out in a rush. She squeezed her Daddy's cock. "Daddy wants to fuck my little girl's tight cottony soft little bottom, sweetie," her father growled again in a heated whisper knowing Em was nervously excited by his pressing against her little bottom, that she creamed wet knowing her father wanted her little bottom. 

The Reverend Joshua leaned down and sucked her swollen hot breast into his hot wet mouth. He sucked her puffy swollen strawberry nipple, pulling on it with his lips, his teeth, suckling his daughter's breasts, licking her swollen hot tit, the wet hot of his mouth making his daughter, his little girl push her chest out, push her tit into her father's suckling hot mouth, spread her knees wide apart, moan as his fingers so expertly fluttered over her creamy wet clit. 

"Oh god, Daddy, yessss, suck me, suck my tits Daddy, my...nipples, nnnnn Papa, your mouth, so warm, so wet, nnn suck on me, Papa. Do you...want, my little bottom, Daddy? Your little girl's...soft, little bottom?" 

Emma's pussy gushed creamy wet as she said it. She felt devilishly naughty whispering, "...my soft little bottom, Daddy? Do you want to fuck my little bottom, Papa? Your little girl's little bottom, Daddy?" rubbing hot against him, turning, rubbing her little bottom into her father's leg, into his hip, pulling on his cock, jacking her father's throbbing hot hard cock. 

"Yesss baby," the Reverend growled hot into her hair, "Daddy wants to fuck your little bottom, Em. My hot little baby, mmm child, Daddy's little lover, Daddy's...little girl whore for Daddy's...cock, aren't you lil baby," the Reverend growled with such intensity Emma drew in another breath. 

"Ohhh god, Daddy, yessss," Emma hissed, "your little whore, Papa, your...lil love doll, Daddy." 

"Baby? Do you want to put Daddy inside you, baby?" 

Emma groaned, gushing out a vibrating hot long, "yessss," opening her legs as wide as she could, giving herself to her father his fingers as he leaned over her, squeezing her right breast in his big hand, pulling her toward him, sucking her other hot swollen throbbing nipple hard into his warm wet mouth her little hand jacking his cock. 

"Mmmm, Daddy's little love doll, aren't you, Em? Papa's little lover girl aren't you child, Papa's wicked little baby. Mmmm, lil baby, do you want..." the Reverend paused, "Papa to suck your milk, little baby?" Emma groaned, her father growling into his daughter's swollen hot breasts wet from her father's mouth, the mere thought, pregnant with her father's baby his sucking her milk, bucking her hips, yesss, her milk.

"Daddy fingering your hot little cunt," rubbing the softest little circles over her pink creamy wet little slit, "Daddy making a baby in his little girl," yesss, my milk Daddy, make a baby in me, Daddy. 

Pressing down on her mound with the heel of his palm the Reverend slipped his middle finger deeper and deeper into his daughter's warm wet swollen pink little cunny.

"Love...you being, my lil baby, Em, my sexy hot little love doll, love making you so wet, your creamy wet little pussy, sucking your beautiful big tits, child, your puffy swollen nipples, fingering you, mmm, lil baby, let Daddy suck your milk baby," knowing this was turning her on, turning him on, fucking his little girl harder with his hand, making her gush creamy hot wet all over her father's big hand. 

"Do you want Daddy's cock, Em?" provoking her, building her into a frenzy, "Daddy's cum, Daddy's seed inside you, child," his daughter bucking her little hips, pushing her pelvis into her father's fingers fucking into her, his rubbing her g-spot, his little girl cumming all over his hand. 

Emma let herself go, jacking her father's cock, yesss, his little love doll, her Papa's incestuous little love doll, his seed inside her, him sucking her milk from her breasts, his daughter's breasts big and swollen full of milk, her father suckling her, suckling her full hot throbbing hot milk filled tits.

"Nnnnghh, Daddyyyy, yessss. Nnnnggguh, feels...so good, Papaaa," her little hips rotating under her father's touches, "put it...in me, Daddy," fucking back at her father's long thick finger, pushing her breasts to his hungry warm wet mouth, "want...your cock, Daddy, in me. So good, Papa, nnn Papa, nnnnnyess, suck my nipples Daddy, drink my milk, Papa, nnnggghhh Dadddyyy. You make me...feel so good...so naughty...so dirty...yesss, suck my milk Daddy. Fuck me, touch my little bottom Daddy, your little love doll, Papa, want you...to fuck my little bottom, to take, my little bottom," her whole body convulsing, undulating under her father's fingers, her father's warm wet sucking mouth so hot around her hard sensitive swollen hot puffy nipples, his big hand kneading her swollen hot tits. "Nnnn, Daddy, nnnggh, you're...making...me crazy, Daddy," bucking her little hips, pushing her breasts into her father's sucking hot wet mouth.

"Fuck me, Papa, put it in me," Emma couldn't help herself, her father did this to her, made want his cock, "need it...in me, Daddy, please Daddy, in me Papa...it...wants...in me, Daddyyyy." Emma rolled toward her father raising her right leg hurriedly guiding her father's thick throbbing hard daddy-cock to her swollen pink little hole, rubbing it through her quivering wet little slit. 

She rubbed the big pulsing rubbery warm soft crown through her humming little cunny, against her hot throbbing needy little pussy as the Reverend sucked her nipples into his warm wet mouth, "nnnnn, Papaaaa, ohhhh god, Dadddy," the big pulsing head of her father's bloated thick cock opening her, {ohhhh Papaaa," pushing inside her, making her gush out a moan in fluttering little breaths as she rocked her hips drawing him inside her, fucking her father, taking him inside her, deeper and deeper into her warm sucking hot little cunny, "drink my milk, Daddy, nnnn suck me, Papa, nnnnn, deeper, fuck me..." 

The Reverend rocked his hips into his little girl, fucking his big thick swollen daddy-cock into his daughter's warm little glove, her little baby cunny, "ohhh Em, little baby, so warm, so soft for Daddy, so tight for Papa," sliding, gliding into his little Em, her bald little baby cunny wrapping so wet and soft around his big thick hard daddy-cock fucking so wet so warm so luxuriously deep inside his little girl, his daughter.

Suckling her tongue into his hot wet kiss, laying on her side, her leg in the air, her leg raised over him, fucking deeper and deeper into his daughter, her whimpering soft little mewls, Emma moaned into her father's mouth. "Ohhh god Daddy, you're... so...harrrrd, fuck me Daddy, deep." His hot thick throbbing pounding hard daddy-cock fucking into his little Em, she pushed her breast into her father's mouth, "suck my milk, Papa," her squeezing, hot, soft little girl pussy, her entire body quaking, wrapping so tightly, so velvety hot warm around her father's hugely thick cock fucking so perversely into his little girl, his little Em. 

The Reverend gripped her to him, pulled his daughter on top of him, burying his cock inside his daughter's hot tight soft little cunny. 

"Mmmm, Em, child, yessss, so tight, so wet, so warm around Daddy's cock, child," sucking on his daughter's big swollen breasts, his voluptuously hot sexy little girl. 

"Ohhh god, Daddy, so...big, fuck me, Daddy, so deep in me, Papa, so good...in me," pumping her father's cock, squeezing him, fucking him with her hot little baby cunny. "Nnnn Daddyyyy, we...have...to be quiet, Papa, will...wake, grandma Rose..."

Emma felt her father's cock get harder still. "Us...fucking, Papa. She'll...know Daddy," Emma gushing her cream all over her father's big hard cock so deep in her little belly, "that...we're lovers, Papa...that, you're fucking your lil girl your daughter...that, I'm fucking my father's cock, my father's big beautiful cock, in my little baby cunny, that you're...sucking my hot swollen nipples, Daddy...that, you're...sucking my milk, Papa." 

"Baby?" the Reverend paused, "Daddy...wants, your little bottom, too, Em," pushing a finger against her little rosebud, fucking his thick hard cock into Emma's soft little wet pussy knowing his words would enflame her, sucking her nipples as she rode him, fucking deep into his daughter's hot little cunt, pushing her gown up over her smooth bare little hips, her sides, her ribs. Emma took her father as deep as she could, riding him, swiveling, grinding her little pussy onto his cock, "my bottom, Papa?" turned on but frightened at the prospect of her father's huge thick cock fucking her little bottom, her pussy creaming hot wet all over her father's cock. 

The Reverend sucked his daughter's full swollen tits hanging down like pointed hot ripe melons, suckling her nipples into his hot wet sucking mouth, prodding her, "Daddy's going to take your little bottom, Em," fucking his throbbing hard cock faster into her hot little cunt spread around his girth, deeper, long penetrating thrusts, his cock sawing in and out of his little Em, pushing his finger into Emma's little bottom.

"Mmmmm, yessss, you like that, don't you child, you just creamed all over Daddy, lil baby, creamed on Daddy's cock fucking your hot little pussy, Daddy's finger in your soft little bottom." 

Emma groaned under her breath trying to be quiet to not wake her Grandma Rose, "nnnn, Daddy, fuck me," rocking her little hips, grinding onto her father's cock buried inside her, "nnnnn, Papa," so deep inside her, stretching her open, his throbbing hot hard incestuous daddy-cock thrusting faster and harder deep inside her warm little belly, his daughter's warm little incestuous belly, his finger pushing into her warm little bottom. 

She loved how her father talked so dirty, how he made her so wet, how he made her feel like such a hot little whore for him. She loved creaming all over her father's cock, his hot little girl; she could barely breathe thinking of his cock in her bottom, her Daddy, her father the Reverend taking her soft little bottom, then lifted, raised up, decided, sliding her father's cock out of her warm wet quivering little cunny, "want you...to fuck my bottom, Daddy, put it in me, Papa, in...my little bottom, Daddy. Want you...to have my little bottom..."

"Oh god, baby, Em," the Reverend whispered, "yesss, lil baby," guiding the big swollen head of his cock to her little bottom, "your little bottom, Em," pressing against her little rosebud, his daughter quivering in his grip, his big thick throbbing hard daddy-cock dripping wet in his daughter's slippery creamy wet cum, pushing inside her, slipping inside her, forcing his way inside her, fucking his cock into his little Em's tight, soft creamy warm cottony little bottom. 

"Ohhhh god, Daddy...so big, hurts...don't stop, deeper, Papa...take my bottom Daddy, yours Daddy, my little bottom," her father's hugely hard cock practically splitting her open, deeper and deeper, pushing into his little girl's tight little ass, her father fingering her hot dripping wet little cunt, flicking his fingers over her sensitive swollen little clit, wetting his cock with her slippery creamy cum to slide deeper into her little bottom. 

"Mmmm, my lil baby, nnnggghh, ...so tight, so warm, so soft around Daddy's cock, baby," wiping more of his daughter's creamy slippery cum on his cock, "that's my good girl, take Daddy, Em, take Daddy's cock in your hot little ass, baby," suckling on her breasts, touching her everywhere, kissing her, his tongue in her mouth, made it not hurt so much, Emma cumming on her father's fingers, rocking her little bottom, swiveling her hips, fucking her father's cock. 




The Reverend Joshua and His Emma Ch. 07



"Oh god Em, yessss, fuck Daddy, fuck Daddy's cock with your little ass, baby child. Mmmm, Daddy's good girl, my hot lil baby, yessss, Daddy's little love doll aren't you Em, give your little ass to Daddy, baby. Let Daddy fuck your tight little ass." 

Emma's groans grew louder loving her father's cock in her little bottom. "Shhhhh, child, let Daddy fuck you, Em, shhhhh, let Daddy have your little bottom, child," Emma cumming and cumming on her father's fingers, his hugely thick cock so deep in her little bottom making her hot little cunny quiver, spasm, cumming all over her father, his sucking her nipples, him drinking her milk. Emma wanted to make her father cum inside her, in her little belly. 
 

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Sleeping in Emma's bed Grandma Rose woke with a soft sultry start hearing moans of sexual pleasure from her son's bed.

Asleep behind the night curtain separating the two sleeping areas, the Reverend and Emma's whispering hot sounds of heated lovemaking awakened her. The same curtain Emma watched her father through as he bathed in the firelight all those nights before they became lovers. The same curtain glowing yellow-white in the firelight, her father's silhouette, the huge shadow of his erection thrusting up and out from his groin. The shadow of her father's raging hard cock she'd kissed and pretended to suck.

Laying on her bed, leaning up to it, the devil in her she knew. Behind the curtain, Emma fucking her little fingers into her hot little girl slit as he jacked himself off in the tub. Her own father cumming in the secondhand water, like rosewater infused with his daughter's perfumy soft fragrance. 

Her father standing naked in the tub just on the other side of the curtain after she'd bathed and gone to bed, him fantasizing about his little girl, his little Em as she fantasized about him, her father, imagining each other incestuous lovers, the curtain the only thing physically separating them alone together out on the plains. Father and daughter together in their cabin, wanting one another, finally at last the curtain open, father and daughter, willing, eager, incestuous lovers. 

Rose was entranced by the sounds of her son's and Emma's lovemaking, their whispers like hot wet kisses between her legs. The sounds of her son's mouth sucking her granddaughter's full firm swollen hot breasts taking her breath away, Rose squeezed her own nipples, pulled on them, imitating his mouth, full with his daughter's puffy swollen hot nipples making her own breasts tingle and swell. 

Her son's huge cock fucking into their little Emma, father and daughter fucking just like Rose and her own father had, Rose rolled over from her side onto her back, spreading her legs, listening, touching herself through her nightgown, barely able to breathe, her son fucking his daughter, him fucking their little girl right there in the same room, their little Em, just across the room on the other side of the curtain. 

Rose was beside herself. She wanted to see. She wanted to watch. 

"Nnnnggghhhh, Papaaaa, nnnn, fuck my little bottom Papa, suck my nipples, Daddy, oh god Dadddyyyyy, sooo good...nnnn, Daddy, yessss, nnnn, fuck me."

Rose's pussy gushed thrillingly incestuously hot wet. She pressed her fingers into her creamy hot cunt, and reaching behind her at the same time pressed a finger against her little rosebud too. 

"Nnnngggg, Daddyyyy, so big, fuck my little bottom, Papa, nnnn Daddy, nnnnnnggghh, Papaaa...suck my nipples, Daddy, my milk Papa..."

Hearing Emma whispering, her milk, her son the Reverend Joshua grunting, sucking his daughter's beautiful swollen hot nipples, fingering her beautiful hot little cunt, his cock in her warm soft little bottom, them just on the other side of the curtain, almost frantic with lust Rose pulled her cottony gown up her bare legs. Her swollen pink sex open to the cabin, behind the curtain, to her fingers, her big full swollen breasts jutting up, jostling, her puffy nipples aching hot, swelling, she fucked her fingers into her dripping hot wet cunt, into her little bottom. 

Listening to her son and granddaughter, their incestuous lovemaking just feet away behind the curtain in the Reverend's big bed, Rose squeezed her breasts so milky soft with one hand and fingered her hot aching cunt with the other. Her son fucking his huge thick swollen throbbing daddy-cock into his daughter's tight little baby pussy, she heard Emma whispering, "fuck my bottom Daddy, fuck my little ass, Papa, for you, Daddy," and Rose began cumming, bucking her hips into her fingers, imagining the sight of her son fucking Emma's virgin little ass with that huge cock she'd sucked the evening before. 

She felt like a teenage schoolgirl again while her father was off on business, the nun's asleep, her in her virginal white nightgown pulled up around her tender little virgin hips, young again, touching herself, sleeping in an adjacent bed just feet from two incestuous lovers. Father and daughter fucking in the dark of the early morning, her in the same room, unable to contain themselves, wicked incestuous hot lovers, so turned on, delighted by the devil's incestuous hot mischief, Rose fingered her hot quivering cunt. She imagined herself listening to her father and her sister fucking, her and her father, slippery hot wet, frenzied to be fucked, remembering her father, remembering the wooden phallus wishing she had it right now, a hot little whore for her father's big cock, her Daddy's big cock, her son's incestuous big thick cock. 

Emma's soft girlish purring moans filling the darkness, Rose imagined them sisters, her father's cock buried deep inside her sister's warm little pussy, pushing into her warm little bottom them moaning in hushed whispers to not wake her turned Rose on even more. 

Emma on her father's lap pushing back at her father big cock fucking her quivering hot little cunt, her tight little bottom, his cock gliding in and out of his daughter's tight little bottom, his fingers in her swollen hungry young little pussy; Rose could hear him sucking hot wet on his daughter's hot swollen throbbing nipples and creamed all over her fingers. 

She almost gushed out loud when she found herself fantasizing, whispering under her breath, the fantasy she'd long had and that she'd masturbated to since, "...cum in her Daddy, cum in your little girl, cum in her tight little girl bottom, Daddy. Cum in your little girl's warm little belly, in her tight wet little pussy, ohhh god Daddy, give your little girl...your baby, Papa, give her your seed, Daddy," her mouth open, her pussy gushing wet. "Fuck your little girl, Papa, make her pregnant with your baby, Daddy, fill your little girl up with your seed," her knees up, her legs spread, remembering her father's huge thick hard daddy-cock fucking her when she was Emma's age, fucking her so deep, filling her. 

Her father fucking her, his groans above her, cumming so deep inside her warm little pussy. Her humping her little pelvis back at her father, taking all of him, wanting all of him, milking his big hard incestuous hot daddy-cock. Her cumming and cumming on her father's big incestuous cock pumping so big and hard inside her tight hot little pussy. Her wriggling and thrusting back at him, him cumming so deep in her warm little girl belly, her cumming all over his cock so deep inside her, stretching her open.  

Rose remembered how she milked her father's cock with her tiny little baby pussy, "fuck me, Papa," drawing his hot incestuous cum inside her, "cum in me, Daddy," so swollen wet around her father's hugely thick cock, "make a baby in me, Papa," his daughter, his incestuous little girl, whispering hotly against his ear as he fucked her. "Fuck me Papa, fuck me, make me your little whore, Daddy, love being your little girl whore, love fucking my father's big cock, fuck me Daddy, fuck me, fuck your little girl whore, Papa. Cum inside me, Daddy, give me your baby, Papa, cum all over me Daddy, cum all over me," just the two of them, father and daughter alone together in their isolated cabin, just like the Reverend and Emma incestuous hot lovers. Her father's little love doll, fucking him whenever she wanted, her father, giving him such pleasure, her wicked incestuous hot lover, his hot little girl whore, fucking each other day and night with his huge daddy-cock, fucking his little girl, his little Rose, her creamy hot little cunny. 

That her father was so religious, that he was fucking his own daughter, his little Rose, just the two of them alone together on the farm, that he pretended at first he wasn't slipping his cock into his daughter's warm little pussy his little girl's warm little cunny, that she wanted it, needed it. That the more often she slept in his bed with him, his little Rose, he had to have her, day and night Her wanting her father's cock deep, his daughter, her his little girl whore, her hot little cunt, his big hands squeezing her big full breasts, so big and ripe for such a little girl, her nipples like swollen strawberries eager for her father to suck, his big fingers pulling her aching hot hard puffy swollen nipples. His big hard cock pushing into her creamy wet little cunny. 

She loved how he'd pull on her top of him, her back to his belly, slide her gown up over her smooth little hips, over her belly, over her big jutting tits, touching her everywhere all at once. Just the two of them alone together father and daughter she loved it when he would take her from behind, her back arched, her bottom pushed up, kneading her big swollen hot tits in his big hands, how he'd raise her dress up over her little hips, her cumming so hard wriggling on her father's huge cock. Fucking him back, that huge cock, her gripping him with her soft tight little cunny, him holding her by her tender little hips, the feeling of his big fingers touching around her still making her hot wet at the memory. 

The memory and her desire finally compelled Rose as quietly as she could to kneel at the end of Emma's bed and secretively pull the curtain back so she could watch her son fucking their little Emma. 

She wanted to see her son's big thick cock fucking in and out of their little Em as she came, as Rose sucked her own aching swollen hot nipples, squeezed her swollen aching breasts remembering her father, his hot wet mouth sucking her breasts. Her a sight kneeling at the end of the bed, her smooth belly pushed out, her gown open, fucking her fingers inside herself, a hot horny dripping wet little whore for her Daddy's cock, her father's cock, her son's huge hard magnificent cock, her Em's incestuous sister, in heat at the end of the bed voyeuristically watching her father fuck her. 

The Reverend hadn't quite admitted to his mother last night he and Emma were indeed lovers, father and daughter, incestuous hot lovers, even as she sucked his huge hard swollen incestuous cock. Even as she said Emma's name and he got harder in her little hands, in her little mouth, pulling on him, jacking him, as she said Emma's name and he came, exploded, shot his hot cum, his seed down his mother's throat. Her hot sucking mouth milking him dry, her son, her new Daddy. That he and Em were lovers, that, father and daughter were fucking each other in private, in secret, day and night, alone out on the farm, just like Rose and her father had. 

Rose quivered all over. She knew, the way they were together, the way they stood next to each other, the way they could barely keep their hands off each other, she knew. 

The way they would stand side by side, the Reverend's hand and arm bumping Emma's bottom, touching, subtly rubbing his daughter's little bottom through her dress as they walked. The way they'd steal out to the barn together, and how Em would return disheveled, all aglow. Emma pushing back, bumping, rubbing against her father's subtle touches right in front of her grandma Rose, as if she wanted her to see to know they were incestuous lovers. Her grandma Rose's nipples and breasts swollen hot hard witnessing what she herself had experienced with her father, her pussy slippery hot wet watching the two of them together, father and daughter pretending they weren't lovers. 

It had been much the same for her and her father, at first their pretending they weren't sleeping in the same bed so they could fuck. At first pretending to, just keep each other warm on those cold winter nights. At first just pretending, her gown up over her little bottom that her little hand hadn't on purpose wrapped around his throbbing hard cock. That her little hand had so innocently slipped under his gown. That she wasn't pulling on her father's aching swollen cock. That his little Rose arching her back, opening her legs, guiding the head of her father's raging hard cock to her dripping wet little hole, her father's big hands on her thighs, spreading her open, pulling her up onto his belly her back to him, that the head of his cock had accidentally slipped inside his daughter's swollen hot dripping wet little cunny. That her warm little glove sucking the head of his cock wasn't what it was. 

That her rocking her little hips, her quivering hot breaths, pulling him deep and deeper into her warm, wet buttery hot little cunny wasn't him fucking his little girl, his daughter, her fucking her father. That he wasn't really kneading his little Rose's big firm full swollen hot breasts, pulling on his daughter's hot swollen nipples, fucking his cock deep into his little Rose her cumming so creamy warm, bucking on her father's cock as he came inside her. 

That over the next few weeks, his daughter, his little Rose, dropping to her knees and sucking him, eagerly, willingly sucking her father's cock hot hard throbbing into her warm little mouth, her jacking her father's cock in her warm little hands, making him cum in her warm sucking little mouth, was as natural as could be. 

That at every opportunity, she loved the feel of her father's cock in her warm little mouth, making him cum in her warm little pussy, his hot throbbing hard daddy-cock inside her, her tongue pressed into her father's mouth, his taste on her breath. That she craved milking his cock squeezing him inside her hot little cunt, deep in her warm little belly. That she'd spread her legs for him, her father licking her bald little cunny in return, loving the feel of her father's mouth on her bare smooth bald little cunt, him slipping his tongue inside her, through her pink shiny wet slit, made Rose cum so many hundreds of times. Hot, erotic, incestuous memories of her loving father, his huge thick cock, his big hands all over her tiny little body, his sucking her swollen hot breasts, making his little girl, his daughter cum so fucking hard all over her father's hugely hard cock, his little incestuous love doll alone together out on the farm. 

She'd cream wet at the thought, still, after all these years. That she'd sought out older men her whole life to be him for her, imagining their cocks her father's cock, on top of her, buried deep inside her young hot wet little pussy, stretching her hot little cunt open, her on top of her father, madly fucking him, moaning, groaning, her Daddy, her Papa cumming so hard inside her every night under the covers, alone together out on the farm together, father and daughter. 

She loved fucking her father. Now she had her son the Reverend with his magnificent huge cock, and her beautiful little Em. 

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Neither Rose or the Reverend Joshua knew Emma had seen them, him and his mother the night before, that Emma had watched his mother suck his cock in the firelight as his little Emma slept in his bed. His beautiful daughter, rubbing herself under the covers, her gown pulled up over her bare little hips, her smooth soft bare little mound, her pink little slit dripping wet. Her squeezing her swollen young breasts, watching her grandma Rose squeeze her son's thick swollen cock, hearing her whisper so hotly, "let me suck you, Daddy." 

Her sucking Emma's father's huge throbbing hot hard cock into her warm wet sucking hot little mouth, her slide her son's hugely hard cock between her big full soft hot breasts, her whispering, "you like my big tits, don't you Papa, so much like Em's big tits, don't you Daddy," her voice sounding so little, so young, "do you like that, Daddy," her whispering so hotly like a lust filled devilish little whore, "nnnyou do, your little girl's big soft tits," that she wanted to be his little girl too, just like his little Em, "my swollen puffy ripe nipples, to suck them, Daddy," to fuck his little girl, just like he did his little Em, "fuck my big tits, Daddy, fuck your little girl's big tits, so big and full, so swollen and hot, just like Em's, Daddy, pretend their Em's, Papa, your little girl's big hot soft tits, Daddy." 

The Reverend didn't know Emma had stared at his mother's full firm breasts wrapped around his long thick hard cock. Her nipples just like Em's firm and puffy, pinkish swollen rosy red as she rubbed her creamy wet little cunny, imaging her Grandma Rose sucking her young swollen big breasts. As large as her Grandma Rose's breasts, their nipples puffy, hot, aching, her wishing her Grandma was whispering those naughty, dirty things to her. 

That she wanted to kneel at the end of her fathers bed and watch, that she wanted to whisper, "suck him, suck Daddy, suck Papa's cock," in a heated frenzied whisper, "just like I do," strumming her wet little clit making herself so hot at the thought of their being sisters. 

That she wanted to climb out of her father's bed, kneel next to her Grandma Rose and suck him too, with her, together, grandmother and granddaughter, sharing their lover, father, son, them both Daddy's little girls. That she wanted to lick, and kiss, and suck her Grandma Rose's breasts into her warm little mouth while she sucked her son's cock, to show her what a dirty little girl she was, just like her Grandma Rose. That she had fantasized about her grandmother's breasts. That she had fantasized about her Grandma Rose rubbing and kissing and licking hers, sucking her puffy swollen hot nipples, touching her slick creamy wet little girl cunny, that she wanted to be their Daddy's little girl's together. 

She wanted to tell Rose when she first arrive at the farm, that she'd found her wooden phallus up in the attic in her trunk. She wanted to whisper to her, that she'd slid it into her wet little cunny thinking about her, that huge, smooth wooden thing worn so smooth from Rose's own hot little cunt her imagining her own father, imagining her Rose using it, fucking herself with it, the devil in her too. That she'd watched the bull fucking the young heifers, how his cock, his thick swollen cock slid into them just like the wooden phallus had slid into her. That she'd watched the wolves out on the plains fucking madly, the male's big cock fucking into the female bowed down, her bottom so high in the air, the look of sheer bliss on her smiling face, her tongue lolling to one side like a hot little whore too. That she'd fucked her father's cock, that the Reverend Joshua, Rose's own son, was fucking her, his daughter, his little girl. That she was fucking her father, finally, and whether or not the devil was in them, that it was heaven. 

Emma was breathing so hard, her father sucking her hot swollen nipples, her hair hanging down wild around his face, when she first opened her eyes, her father suckling her breasts, fingering her tight wet little pussy, she couldn't quite believe, his big thick cock, it's girth spreading her little bottom open, she didn't quite believe, her father fucking her tight little virgin ass, there was her Grandma Rose, leaning into the swirling lines of the wrought iron bed frame, in Emma's bed just across the room, kneeling there in the dim morning light, her gown unbuttoned in front and open from the waist, watching.