Unspoken Pleasure

Jenna flicked on the lights once she stepped into the restroom. I closed the door, locked it, and slid my hands around her from behind, my fingers meeting beneath her breasts. My hands moved upward, cupping the fullness of her tits and pulling her to me. Her bra must have been thin because nothing dampened her tit's softness as I gave them a firm squeeze. Still holding her twin mounds, I turned us around until my back was to the shower, and her front faced the door. "I'll get the shower started," I said, stepping away from her. "Then I'll undress you, then I'll bathe you, and then I'll make you come."

"Then you're going to have to clean my pussy afterward," Jenna whispered. "With your tongue."

"You don't have to worry about that," I said as I turned the shower's water handles. "I've had a week to build up my appetite for you." Once I had the warm water pouring from the showerhead, I turned around and walked toward Jenna, who looked up at me with her lips pressed together and that ever-present smile on her face. "Ready?"

Jenna nodded her head.

I pulled her by the hands toward the toilet, where I sat down and looked up at her. I ran my fingers along the hem of her shirt, which hung an inch above her shorts and showed off a thin band of her golden skin. My touch feathered her, causing goosebumps to rise across her arms. Jenna nibbled her lower lip as I moved my fingers downward, finding the button to her shorts and twisting the metallic circle through its threaded slit. I kept my eyes locked with hers as I found her zipper and pulled it downward, stopping even with the slope of her mound as her shorts opened for me.

"They're tight," Jenna said, looking down at my hands. "You're going to have to tug them pretty hard to get them off me."

"We're going to do a lot of things pretty hard tonight," I said, my cock thickening against my jeans.

Jenna's blush deepened.

I folded the waistline of her shorts downward and pulled. She wasn't kidding. I had to shimmy her shorts down her thighs one side at a time. Each short pull exposed more of her white cotton panties, the kind that hugged her mound and created a heart shape across her ass, leaving the bottoms of her round cheeks exposed. They were cute panties. Innocent panties. A virgin's panties.

"Like them?" Jenna asked.

"Love them." They made my cock ache, and I could feel the stiffness pulsating outward from the center of my drumstick. "You should wear your little girl panties more often." "But I like wearing my sexy panties for you, Daddy."

I smiled as I pushed her shorts down to her ankles. She stepped out of them, and I went for her panties. I stopped pulling them down around the middle of her thighs, saying, "Spread your legs." She did, turning her panties into a tight roll stretched between her thighs. The warmth of her skin flowed into my hands as I ran my palms over her legs and up to the bottom of her naked ass, pulling her closer to me as I lowered my head toward her bald pussy.

I was too tall to get my mouth on her twat, but I pressed my forehead to her waist and breathed in, the hot scent of her sex filling my nostrils with her sweet smell. My head swam, the world brightened, and Jenna laughed as I growled and kissed her as low on her mound as I could manage. Her panties fell around her ankles, and she stepped out of them.

Fuck, my cock hurts, I thought.

Jenna's shirt came next, and I pulled her close to me with my knees open and my ass on the edge of the toilet's cover. As I pushed her shirt up her body, she helped, crossing her arms and grabbing the hem, using it to tug her shirt over her head as I laid my thumbs along the bottom swells of her big breasts. I wrapped my fingers around mounds and sucked her thick nipples into my mouth one at a time.

"Mmm," Jenna sighed, then continued speaking in a forceful, pouty whine. "It feels so good that we don't have to hide it anymore, baby."

"Daddy," I whispered around her tit, wondering how fast Mom's heartbeat thumped whenever I called her Mom. "Call me 'Daddy' from now on."This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

"Even in front of our parents?" Jenna teased.

"Yeah," I whispered. "Always, from now on."

I'm too into incest, I thought as I sucked harder on her right tit, squeezing her flesh and feeling it cave in and spring back to its original roundness the moment I eased the pressure of my grip. Jenna moaned and gasped, her body moving in a serpentine wave. She grabbed the back of my head, slipping her fingers through my hair and taking a firm grip.

"Aw, Daddy," Jenna whimpered as I sucked on her nubs. "Fuck. You've gotten really good at this."

I smiled, wondering how long I'd be able to keep my incest secret from her. Not forever, my cock whispered, because we want both pussies at the same time.

Fuck off, I thought back. I'm a gentleman.

"I need to shower, Daddy," Jenna whispered, her breathing causing her tits to swell. "I need to shower so we can fuck."

I growled as I turned her toward the shower, dropping my right hand around her side and taking her centaur-ass in my hand, squeezing it hard. So different from Mom's ass. There was no such thing as loving one single body type. No fucking way. My preference came in all shapes and sizes: short, plump, tall, slender, hard, soft, skinny--whatever. I liked them all.

"I'm getting in with you," I said, pushing the sliding glass door open.

"Do it," Jenna said as she stepped into the shower. "Taking a shower with my Daddy in his parents' home is so naughty."