im wet

“How much longer til we make it back to the cabin?” you sigh.

He glances down at his smart watch, the small face bright in the gloom. “GPS says about another quarter mile.”

Groaning, you tip your head back, raindrops smattering across your face and down your neck. “Whose bright idea was it to go on a hike today?”

He grins, "Believe it was you this time, squirt.”

Trudging forward, you shake your head, “Ew, you know I hate that nickname.”

“Come on,” your dad needles you, laughing at your sour face. “It’s cute.”

“Uh huh,” you roll your eyes, then gesture to the trail in front of you. “Following your lead here, Dad”

“Yeah, yeah,” he waves his hand at you and steps out in front. “Make your old man slug it out first. I get it.”

Rolling your eyes again, you give his broad shoulders a light push, meaning it solely as a joke—something you’ve done a thousand times before—however, because of the sudden deluge of water, the trail is nothing but a slippery, muddy mess, and he loses his balance. 

He begins to fall backwards, and you try to catch him, but it’s a moot point; he just has too much weight on you. Both of you crash down onto the ground, He sprawled on top of you, leaving you both coated in mud. Wincing, you try to raise up at the same time He turns on his side, and you end up pinned underneath his body. 

Squeezing your eyes shut, you valiantly stifle the whine in your throat. It’s unfair to have your hot dad pressing you into the ground, pelvis to pelvis, while mud and leaves are seeping into your clothes. 

“Sorry, sweetheart,” he laughs a little deprecatingly as he finally hoists himself up, stretching a hand out toward you. “Guess we’ll need to clean up in the outdoor shower.”

Heart tripping over itself, you nod, “Sure.”

Turning his back to you, he curses under his breath, “Good thing it’s insulated, huh.”

Head dizzy at the thought of seeing your dad strip down in front of you, you can only cough out a strangled yep. Shooting a look over his shoulder, you smile tightly. 

“Must be a frog in my throat,” you joke weakly. 

It’s enough to make him grin and chuckle. 

“Well, Kermit, let’s get outta here.”

“Does that make you Miss Piggy?”

“Ha, ha, aren’t you funny?”

“Learned from the best.”

A comfortable silence falls between you, only broken up by the sound of rain and your trampling footsteps. Making it back to the cabin, you follow behind your dad as he walks to the lean-to built onto the side of the building. A shower stall’s setup alongside the house, protected from the elements by the sheltered roof. Glancing at it, it doesn’t seem like a lot, but it's fairly spacious inside with a little shower bench. 

“C’mon,” He nods his head at the stall, kicking his boots off and starting to unbutton his jeans. “We’ll both hop in in our undies and get clean in one go. Save time, so we can get started on dinner and warm up.”

You feel faint, blood surging hotly through your veins. “Um, s-sure. Quick and easy, right?”

He chuckles, “That’s the spirit, squirt.”

Arousal dampening a smidge from the silly nickname, it revs back up when he turns his back to you and bends over to take off his jeans and socks. Biting your lip, you press the dough of your thighs together, eyes drinking in his toned form. Once he’s down to his briefs, he steps into the shower stall, holding the door open as he cuts on the water. 

“Hurry it up, sweetheart, haven’t got all day,” he sing songs. 

In no time at all, you stand next to your dad wearing only a sports bra and boy shorts, brain overrun with thoughts of his half naked body. You bite back a gasp when his hand comes up to press between your shoulder blades, ushering you into the shower. He steps in behind you and shuts the door. 

It’s wide but not very deep due to the bench. As you both try to rinse off, you’re rubbing up against your dad in an almost obscene way. You really aren’t doing it on purpose, but he finally grabs you by the hips and stills your movement with a cut off groan. 

“Dad?”

“Sorry,” he mumbles behind you, fingers gripping you tightly as he lets out a breath. “I didn’t—it’s been a while and just—that’s no excuse, ‘m sorry.”

Your heart beats a staccato in your throat, and you rock yourself back, ass brushing against his stiff cock. 

“Oh, dad,” you whimper, and he inhales a sharp breath. “That’s so hot.”

He doesn’t stop you from pressing your ass fully against his chubbed cock, grinding back against him with a moan. His grip shifts, and he guides your hips into a rhythm that makes your toes curl, knowing your dad is getting off to this just as much as you are. 

“Daddy,” you whine, reaching one hand over your head to drape over his shoulder. “Touch me, please.”

His hands move from your hips to drag along your sides until he’s groping your breasts through your flimsy bra.

“Take it off,” he tells you, voice thick with lust. “Show daddy these tits of yours, baby.”

Slick floods the gusset of your panties while you eagerly strip your bra off, dropping it to the shower floor with a splat. His hands immediately grope and squeeze your breasts, fingers tweaking and tugging your hard nipples.

“Daaaad,” you moan, hips rocking back against his while he plays with your tits.

“Hang on,” he mutters, one hand disappearing, and you hear him shift behind you. Glancing down, you see him kick his underwear off to the side, making you whimper.

“There we go,” he sighs, slipping his cock between your thighs. “Mmm, so soft. And..”

He trails off, and you feel him guide his cock up to rub against the outline of your cunt. “So wet, baby. S’this all for me? What a dirty girl.”

He coos the last sentence in your ear, and you melt against him, keening low in your throat. “Daddy, please.”

He pulls back and turns you around to face him; your dilated eyes rake down his body, taking in his thick, dripping cock. He yanks your panties down, and you step out of them. 

“Pretty pussy,” he groans, fingers skating along your slit, smearing slick along your cunt and his fingers. 

“Dad,” you tilt your head. “Kiss me.”

“Baby,” he rumbles in your ear, and your hands grip onto his biceps, pulling him into a wet kiss. 

He slips his tongue past your parted lips, groaning as he licks into your mouth. You’re so turned on, it feels like your brain is melting from your ears. He ruts between your thighs, cock dragging precum all over your pussy lips, parting your slick folds to nudge against your clit. 

“Want it,” you pant, pulling away. “Want your cock.”

“Yeah?” He drops his hand down to grip the base of his dick, guiding the tip until he’s pressing against your hole. “Want daddy to stuff your pretty pussy?”

“Please, please, please,” you chant under your breath, eyes wide as they watch him tease the tip in and out of your fluttering cunt. “Dad, please, I wanna fuck you.”

“God,” he groans, sinking halfway into your snug pussy. “Take it then, sweetheart, since you want it so bad.”

“Yes, yes, oh, fuck,” you moan and whine, hands gripping his shoulders but making sure to keep your nails from scratching him up. No need to give your mum any suspicions. 

Once he’s buried completely in your wet heat, he grabs your thighs and picks you up. Without pulling out, he walks you both back so he can sit down on the bench. Your knees settle on the outside of his thighs, letting you sink down on his cock until the tip kisses your cervix. 

“So deep,” you slur, that pinch of pain making you clamp down on his dick. “Daddy, no one’s ever been this deep.”

“Fuck,” he hisses, hips snapping up, making you squeal as he knocks against the opening to your womb. “This sweet pussy’s never had a dick this big?”

Shaking your head rapidly, you sling water everywhere, “Nooo.”

“Goddamn,” he bites out, pulling you into a spit filled kiss. “Gonna dick down my little girl like she deserves.”

“Uh huh,” you mumble, kissing him between all your little moans and pants. “Give it to me, daddy.”

“Gonna let daddy breed your little pussy, sweetheart? Hmm?” He teases against your lips, warm palm cupping your lower belly. “Put a baby right here if you let me cum in this soft pussy, cream you nice and deep.”

Shuddering, more slick leaks from your cunt, coating his cock, while your nails claw at his back, totally forgetting about not leaving any marks, “Dad, y-you can’t—we shouldn’t, it’s bad.”

“So bad,” he simpers, kissing your neck. “But doesn’t it feel good? C’mon you know you want it. Let daddy stuff your sweet cunt, baby.”

Nodding, you kiss him, sloppily making out underneath the shower spray. His fat tip drags against your g-spot on every thrust, fucking you better than your last boyfriend by far. It really shouldn’t be this good between father and daughter, but now that you know how sweet this forbidden fruit truly is, you never want to stop. 

He pulls away to mouth kisses across your jaw and down your neck, nipping at your pulse point. Drooling, you pant and gasp, knees digging into the tiled bench of the shower as He pounds into your clenching heat. 

“Fuck, pussy’s so much better than your mother’s,” he grunts, fingers digging into your hips. “Like this tight hole’s made for my cock.” 

“Daddy,” you whine, and he groans, biting down on the swell of your breast. “Feels so good.”

“Yeah?” He slows his pace, dragging his cock in and out of your cunt in deep strokes until you’re writhing against him. 

“Want it fast,” you pout. “Please?”

“Don’t like being teased?” He chuckles, pressing a kiss on each of your nipples. “Let daddy play with you a little, sweetheart.”

Clit aching, you rock yourself against him. “But dad—“

“Shhh,” he nips at your stiff nipples, and you whine. “Just let me enjoy it. God, you’re so sexy.”

Pussy fluttering around his cock, you whimper, and he groans in satisfaction. “You like that? Yeah, best little pussy daddy’s ever had.”

He fucks you slow and deep, cock pumping in and out of your pussy while his mouth and tongue tease your nipples. 

“Just think, if you let daddy knock you up, these gorgeous tits will be full of milk.” He bites roughly at your nipple, a sharp pleasure that makes your pussy flutter. “Then daddy would have to help milk these fat tits every day.”

You hump down on his cock, thighs burning as you fuck yourself faster and harder against him. “Oh, god, dad, you’re gonna make me cum.”

“Fuck,” he groans, moving a hand between your bodies to strum across your sensitive bundle of nerves. “Little clit’s so fat and slippery, baby.”

Keening, you thrash against him, arousal building higher and higher until it’s all white noise in your head. “‘M so close.”

“Cum for me, let daddy feel this little cunt squeeze his dick,” he coos. “Be a good girl and cream all over my cock.”

He pinches your clit a little harder, and it’s enough to snap that band wound tight in your lower belly. Your climax hits you hard, pussy squirting slick as your walls clench over and over while you shudder and writhe in his lap.

“Oh fuck,” he chuckles in disbelief. “Squirt’s more than just a nickname, huh?”

Thighs twitching, you slump against him, muscles too weak to keep you up. He wraps his thick arms around you and begins to pound up into your sopping wet pussy. 

“Gonna cum, oh fuck, gonna nut in your hot little pussy, oh, oh, yeah, take it, gonna knock my daughter’s fat pussy up, breed your sweet little cunt,” he babbles against your neck, cock throbbing in your fluttering walls. “Oh, fuuuck.”

He buries himself to the hilt, shooting rope after rope of hot, thick cum inside your puffy cunt, letting your snug pussy milk every drop. He doesn’t pull out when he leans back and takes your chin in hand. He tugs you into a soft kiss, the sweetest one that you’ve shared thus far. 

“Let’s go inside and continue this,” he nips your bottom lip. “We’ll worry about the consequences later. Daddy hasn’t had enough.”

He palms your belly, “Gotta make sure it sticks, too.”

(You can find the other parts by searching for “Chloe and Daddy” or “my porn stories”. Alternatively: part one, part two, part three, part four)

“Chloe, can you tell your father it’s dinner in about fifteen minutes,” I heard my wife shout from the kitchen. I could have saved her the bother, but instead I closed the work that I’d been struggling to concentrate on all day and waited for Chloe to come into my study. All day, my mind had been wandering back to last night and how wrong it was but how wonderful it felt to feel her tight little teenie cunt wrapped around my cock. My head knew that I should put a stop to this now before things went way beyond my control, but my dick was really in charge now and all I could think about was how good my little girl felt when I was cumming inside her.

I looked up as Chloe came into the room, smiling at her. She closed the door quietly behind her and locked it. “Mum says that it’s nearly dinner time, Daddy,” she purred, “but I thought I’d just come in here and see how you were doing.” She was still wearing her school uniform which I’d not really noticed seemed just that little bit too small for her – her firm tits were pushing against the flimsy cotton fabric making the buttons gape slightly, and her skirt was far too short to be decent. “Do you like my uniform, Daddy?” she asked and I grinned and nodded at her. “I think I accidentally put on last year’s by mistake so it’s a bit small.”

She walked towards me and I could only stare at her as she moved closer and closer until she was right in front of me. She took my hand in her soft little one, and moved it under her skirt. Instinctively I started to stroke her soft legs, moving up as she spread her legs slightly for me, until my fingertips grazed across her smooth little cunt. She grinned. “And I took my wet little panties off too, Daddy,” she smiled as she put them on my desk.

“Chloe, no. We’re going to get caught if you’re not careful. Mum’s busy in the kitchen and is going to wonder where we are. Not now, button,” I scolded her but she just pouted slightly and rubbed herself against my hand. She leaned forward, her breasts almost against my chest and kissed me deeply as she rubbed against my hand.

“It’s nearly time for dinner, Daddy, but I think I deserve something before then, don’t you?” she murmured between kisses. “I’m going to suck your cock before we got sit down as a family for dinner, Daddy,” she whispered, moving one hand between my legs to feel my rock hard dick.

“I’m not going to give you a blow job, Daddy, I really mean this. I want to suck every inch of your Daddy dick that felt sooooo good inside me last night, and I want you to cum down my little girl throat before dinner.” And she kissed me again and again as she undid my trousers and put her cool, soft hand inside my boxers.

I was powerless to move, and she must have sensed it. Her actions became more frantic, pulling the zip on my jeans down quickly before I could do anything to stop her, pushing my jeans out of the way, and sliding to the floor in front of me on her knees.

Sighing with frustration, she yanked my underwear down, before grinning widely as my rock hard cock appeared right in front of her face. “Mmmmmmm, Daddy!” she moaned softly, “is this all for me? Is this just for your sweet little daughter?”

Her little hand tried to reach round my cock, feeling so wonderful and cool against the heat that my hard dick was making. She squeezed gently, feeling how hard I was, testing it almost, before moving even closer towards me. I ran my hands through her hair, holding her tight before she had even started to do anything, knowing that this was going to feel amazing.

And then she started to stroke her hand up and down. Tentatively at first and then as I moaned and sighed, she increased her pace with her fingers moving quicker and quicker. Pre-cum started to leak from the end and she rubbed it around the head with her little fingers. “Did this all fit inside me, Daddy? It’s no wonder I felt so strrrrrretched,” she giggled, stretching out the last word to really emphasise how she had felt. She changed hands so that she was now using her right hand on my cock, and started to caress my balls with her other hand. Squeezing gently, stroking them, feeling the weight and size, smiling at me as our eyes locked. “Just think, Daddy, I came from in here,” she whispered, and bent her face right against me kissing them tenderly as I moaned louder.

She switched hands again, stroking me harder and faster as she cradled my balls and kissed them at the same time, her hot little tongue flicking out against my skin tenderly and lovingly. She was spreading more pre-cum around my cock head, and gradually licked her way up from the root to the top. Stopping just before the very tip, she looked at me and asked “Are you ready to feel your cock in my tight little throat, Daddy? Nobody’s ever done that before either, but I want to feel you buried in every hole I have, Daddy.” I could only nod.

“No Daddy,” she frowned, “you need to do this properly. Ask me. Tell me. Ask your naughty little daughter to do disgusting things to you.”

I swallowed. “Now, Chloe. Do it.”

“No, Daddy!” she said a bit louder. “Properly, or I’ll stop.”

“Suck my cock, Chloe. Open your pretty little mouth and let Daddy fuck it right now,” I snapped at her, and she smiled triumphantly. “OK, Daddy, if you insist!”

Her mouth opened, she moved her face above my cock, and she pushed herself down so that about half of my cock disappeared into her hot, wet little mouth.

“Fuck,” I moaned. I looked down at her, my sweet little innocent schoolgirl, forcing as much cock as she could into her tiny tight little mouth. The feeling of her wet, tight mouthcunt and the sight of her on her knees struggling to take my cock too far into her face was overwhelming. I tried to remember the last time my wife had even bothered to let me put any part of my cock in her mouth and failed, and yet here was my beautiful girl stretching her mouth, breathing fast through her nose, trying desperately to please me.

Chloe looked up at me, her eyes watering slightly, looking for my approval. I tightened my grip in her hair as she moved her mouth back up slowly so she could get some air, leaving just the tip in her mouth. “Mmmmmmmm,” she murmured before pushing herself further down so that more of my dick disappeared into her mouth.

“My god,” I groaned as I squirmed in my chair, feeling more cock disappear into her mouth than I’d ever managed in my life. Her soft hair was spread against my thighs, feeling wonderful and silky, and I watched as her smooth lips were stretching around my cock. Drool was running down my shaft but she just tightened her mouth and sucked more and more. She pulled back, the suction against my dick feeling amazing, then taking me out of her mouth as she gasped and spluttered.

“Does that feel good, Daddy?” she asked nervously. “You feel amazing, button,” I reassured her.

She grinned at me, stroking my cock, her face just inches away from it again. “Does mum do this for you, Daddy?” she asked and I had to shake my head. She giggled. “Poor Daddy. But now you know you can always just fuck my face and I’ll let you because I’m your good girl. You don’t need to waste time trying to convince mum when you know I’ll do anything you tell me to.”

She gripped my cock in her little hand again and proceeded to stuff as much cock into her face as she could handle. Even more disappeared this time, as she made gagging noises but still didn’t stop. “That’s my girl,” I told her as I grabbed her hair tighter and started to force her face down further, refusing to let her up as she struggled and spluttered, then pulling her back up so she could recover for a second or two before I pushed her back down again and again.

Her eyes were watering more and more as I started to fuck her mouth, pumping in and out of her wet, willing little hole. But she was managing to get deeper and deeper the more I forced her down, and I smiled at her as I felt my cock hitting the back of her mouth as her lips got closer and closer to my skin. My beautiful crying daughter, on her knees, my cock buried in her mouth, her little skirt bunched up so I could see her wet cunt and she had never looked more at home.

“Fuck, Chloe,” I moaned, as her lips reached the base of my cock and she held herself in place, breathing rapidly through her nose. Her dribble was running from the corners of her mouth, covering my balls as she stroked them still, my messy little girl. She started to move up but I pressed down on her head and told her not to move until I told her to. I felt her give a little shudder as I told her what a good girl she was and how great she felt, and then I let her back up for some air as she coughed and spluttered, her dribble running down her face.

“Wow!” she smiled as she panted and coughed, “I love your cock, Daddy!” And then she practically pounced on me, stuffing my dick into her mouth again as she continued to play with my balls and stroke the little bit of my cock that wasn’t buried in her face. “Fuck, you feel amazing, button,” I told her as she made disgusting noises slurping at my cock.

She took me out of her mouth and started to lick my balls again as she frantically stroked my cock. “Does mum ever do this for you, Daddy?” she asked sweetly as her tongue flickered against me and she pressed her face against my cock and balls. “No, sweetie, never like you do,” I told her.

“I love your cock, Daddy. It feels so good. It deserves to be treated like I treat it, Daddy. Does your Daddy dick love me?”

And it was then that I snapped. “Yes, button! My dick loves your little holes. You’re meant to be my innocent but you’re just Daddy’s little slut, aren’t you?” She nodded and grinned wider and wider at me, “Yes, Daddy. I’m yours.”

She licked and lapped harder at my balls, smiling as she did so. “Mmmmm, Daddy,” she sighed contentedly, “I used to be in here, didn’t I? And now I’m making your balls all nice and full of cum for your little girl.” I could only marvel at her and how far she’d descended so quickly. “Have you ever been this hard, Daddy?” she grinned wickedly, knowing what she wanted to hear.

“No, button, nobody has ever made me this hard. Nobody has ever made me feel the way you make me feel, nobody has ever made my cum the way you’re about to,” I confessed, and as she smiled I grabbed her hair and forced my cock into her mouth again.

I fucked her mouth without holding back at all. If this was what she wanted to be then this was what I was going to have to do to teach her some discipline. I forced myself into her mouth as she struggled against me, drool pouring down her chin as I pushed deeper and harder than before. “That’s Daddy’s little girl. Take what I give you, button,” I told her, grabbing her hair and forcing her face against me so she couldn’t move.

“Disgusting.” Thrust. “Little.” Pound. “Girl.” Push. I panted as I forced myself into her mouthcunt again and again. I looked down at her, her eyes watering badly, her mouth drooling but still so content as I defiled her mouth.

And the sight tipped me over the edge. Pulling back, I told her to stick her tongue out. She grabbed my cock and started to pump harder and faster than ever before. “Beg,” I told her.

“Pleeeeeeeaaaase, Daddy. Cum in my mouth. Give me what I deserve, Daddy,” she begged, and as she did so I started to cum and cum and cum in her mouth. Apart from the previous night, I’d never had such a wonderful feeling as her mouth on my cock and I looked down at her as I shot ropes of cum in her pretty little mouth, watching it pool there.

As the last drops landed on her tongue, Chloe looked up at me, showing off what she’d collected and made a big show of swallowing. “Thank you, Daddy,” she giggled. I sat back, spent, as she reached for the tissues on my desk and started to wipe her dribbly mess from my cock.

I stroked her hair tenderly and told her what a good little girl she was, and she grinned up at me, content in her new role. Bliss washed over us both, as we became aware of what had happened and that there was absolutely no way that we could ever stop what we had started.

“Macy..” he mumbled as I woke him from his sleep in the usual way. The blankets pulled to the side, leaving a double layer over my sleeping mother, my legs straddling him and my hips rolling the slightest bit, grinding my panties on his bare cock.

He blinked his eyes and gave a ‘ not again ‘ sigh as he focused his eyes on me in the dark.

“What are you doing?” he whispered. I giggled at the question, because he knew exactly what I was doing, I’d done it many times before. I applied more pressure to his cock with my pussy as I rubbed my silk panties back and forth over his cock, laying my hips down harder, I moaned slightly.

“I couldn’t sleep Daddy” I whispered.

“Macy, come on…please…go back to your room” he said.

I wasn’t sure why he still always asked me to stop. Why would he not just pull my panties to the side and fuck me straight away? For once. Just once I’d like him to wake up and act like he fucking wants it, like he’s been craving it, and needing it. It’s not like he doesn’t enjoy it, I know he fucking enjoys it. He absolutely loves the fact his daughter is obsessed with her fathers cock. But for some reason he won’t stop this stupid charade of not wanting it, of pretending his dick wont be hard, and up inside me in the matter of minutes anyways.

I whined. “Don’t you want to feel how wet I am tonight Daddy?” I whispered as I leaned down , my hands on his chest, as I lowered my mouth to his and kissed him.

I could feel him getting hard, and he groaned slightly into my mouth as our lips parted, open mouth kisses in the dark with daddy, our tongues finding one anothers.

“Am I making your dick hard Daddy?” i whispered against his lips as he panted slightly as I rolled my hips  faster and harder, grinding on his cock, my silk panties slipping back and forth over it.

“Yes..” he said. “You are” he growled under his breath, his hands grabbing my ass, as he pushed up into me as I kept grinding him.

“Mmmm” I said with a giggle.  “Still want me to go back to my room Daddy?” I asked sitting back up watching him shake his head, and then look over to my mother who was asleep facing the opposite direction. In all the times I’ve crawled into their bed to seduce my father, never once has she woken up.

I grabbed the bottom of my pink satin sleeping tank top that matched my panties and lifted it up over my head throwing it playfully at his chest as I started to feel myself up, grabbing on my tits, squeezing them as I rolled my hips a little faster, humping my father as I teased his dick.

“Oh god Macy…” he said in a whisper. And i wondered if it was because he could feel my pussy soaking through my panties and onto his dick, or if it was the sight of my tits, and my hands on them , playing with them for him, or if it was both. But it was most likely the fact that he needed what he always pretended that he didn’t. He needed to be inside me.

“Say it Daddy” I said in a whisper. Needing to hear him say it. I grabbed my panties, pulling the fabric to the side and rubbed my bare pussy lips over his hard cock.  

“Tell me Daddy…” I said teasing him, feeling his hard cock slide back and forth between my lips as I dragged them back and forth over his cock, my pussy coating him with my juices.

“Macy..” he groaned watching me, I grabbed his hands and put them on my breasts, and felt him squeeze, my hands over his.

“Yes Daddy?” I whimpered, my cunt aching for him to say it, needing him to say it. I slowed my hips, sliding my wet cunt back and forth over his dick gently now, slowly. He groaned as I slowed down, I knew he could cum if I kept going faster, but there was no way I was going to let him cum , without telling me what he REALLY wants.

“Macy baby…” he said his hands still on my breasts. I leaned forward and hovered them over his mouth. I shoved one of my nipples against his open mouth, and he grabbed onto it, sucking as he groaned. I gasped slightly at the feel of his teeth gently pinching my nipple, nibbling , and I sucked air through my teeth as his tongue wildly flicked over it, rolled around it and then his mouth closing around it again.

“oh daddy” I whispered, the sound of his wet mouth popping off my breast, his hands grabbing my neck and pulling my mouth to his again as we kissed passionately.  His hips thrusting upwards into me, showing me he needed me, but not telling me.

“say it” I panted into his mouth, so turned on, so needy, so horny for my fathers cock.

“Tell me Daddy…tell me you want it…” I whimpered. “I want it daddy…” I whispered into his mouth. “I want it so fucking bad Daddy” I whined as I started to grind him a little faster again. He groaned.

“oh macy..” his hands now on my ass again pulling me up and down as I slid my cunt up and down over his cock.

“daddyyyy” I whined “Please daddy….just say it….say you want it…say you want my tight, soaking wet pussy on your big dick…” he groaned and I felt his hands squeeze my ass.

I whimpered . “Just fucking say it Daddy…I want to hear you say it…just once daddy…please…say it….say it so I can ride your fucking cock already..” I begged.

“Macy….come on…” he said looking up at me.

For some reason , I’m sure in his mind, if he was never the one to initiate it, and if he never actually said he wanted it, then I’d be the one to blame. It would be a case of a teenage girl seducing her father, not the other way around. Like it fucking mattered, either way his cock was in me. Either way nobody would sympathize with a daughter fucker. I grinned.

“C’mon , daughter fucker…” I said it out loud.  “Say it.”

His hands stopped moving me on his cock and looked me straight in my eyes.

“Ok, that’s enough.” he said quietly and his hands started to try to lift me off him.

“No…no…daddy , no…im sorry..” I whimpered as I stayed ontop of him, reaching down quickly, knowing the only thing that would make him let me stay.

“Stop” he said as I guided his cock towards my pussy. I grinned, as he was back to playing the victim, the poor poor daddy being seduced and raped by his daughter.  I’m sure that’s the way he justifies it.

“But it’s going to feel so good Daddy…” I said pushing the head of his cock up into me and sliding down on his cock, both of us inhaling as I slid down and exhaling and moaning quietly as I lifted my pussy again slowly, all the way up , just the tip inside and sliding it back down on his cock.

I whimpered as I moaned. He felt so fucking good, every damn time. Nothing felt as divine as the way his cock always seemed to fill me, stuff me, slide perfectly up into my horny cunt.

“Your big dick is stretching my pussy daddy..” I whimpered as I started to slide up and down a little faster, but still slow. “Oh god daddy,…do you feel it…do you feel my tight little cunt stretching to fit your big cock inside of it?” I asked, he groaned. He absolutely loved me talking about the size of his cock, which weren’t lies. He was so big, which was why I was so obsessed with him, nothing felt as good as the ache I always felt the next morning between my thighs, having had his giant cock filling it the night before. I’m sure I could find a man closer to my age, that wasn’t, ya know…my father, that would have a similar cock. But, obviously, it wouldn’t even be half as fun, or erotic as fucking the man who helped bring me into this world. Girls aren’t supposed to want to fuck their fathers, but me…I can’t STOP fucking mine.

“Oh Macy….” he said groaning as I went a little faster.

“Oh Daddyyy” I responded , panting quietly as I rode him , my hands on his chest, as I lifted my pussy up and down.

“Fuck..” he groaned as I dragged my nails slightly over his chest.

“So….fucking….big” I moaned “In…my….tight…pussy” I whimpered a little louder than usual, but he didn’t seem to mind, in fact it made him start to thrust up into me, his hands gripping my hips.

Daughter fucker, I thought to myself with a grin.

“Yes Daddy….yessss” I moaned. “I love riding your big cock daddy” I moaned. “I love riding your dick next to mommy…i love that she sleeps right through me fucking her husband…” I said. and this made him groan a little louder and his hand reached up my torso, and around my neck.

I moaned. “Yes daddyyyy pleaseeee” I begged before feeling his fingers tighten around my throat, it wasn’t too often he did this , but when he did, jesus christ, it drove me insane. His other hand was up around my neck as well, he never squeezed that hard, but held me by my neck as I rode him, and his hips did what thrusting they could.

“Cum inside me Daddy….please…please daddy” I begged. I always wanted his cum inside, I wondered how it would feel to have him dripping from my cunt , but he refused everytime, everytime he would waste it, decorating my stomach or pussy, or letting me suck it from his cock when he was ready.

“Give me your cum daddyyyy”I whined. “Please,…please” I panted, riding him faster. “Cum inside my pussy daddy, let that big dick fill me up, I want your cum deep inside me….fill me like the nasty fucking slut I am daddy…” he groaned out and lifted me by my ass pulling out just in time, and I could feel his cum hitting my cunt. I whined to myself , another load of his cum, wasted.

I watched his face as he came, knowing his ropes of cum were spilling out onto my cunt and onto him.

I pouted slightly. “You need to just cum inside me from now on…” I said. “I mean really….why make such a mess, when you can just put inside me?” I smiled.

He gave a slight laugh, both of us knowing exactly why he refused to cum inside me. Fucking his daughter was one thing, getting her pregnant was another.

I slid down , still straddling him, and cleaned him up. Looking up at him, his hand on my head as I dragged my tongue over his cock and the wet spots of his cum that had dripped onto his stomach.

“Your cum tastes so yummy daddy” I whispered. He groaned slightly watching me lick his dick clean, my mouth cleaning his balls as I sucked them gently, tasting myself all over him as well.  “Tastes even better mixed with my pussy”

“Macy “ he groaned in a whisper.

“Mmmm” I said as I slid back up and smiled as he looked up at me.

“I wont be coming into your room anymore…” I whispered climbing off of him, I’d never threatened not to sneak in his room, I saw his face stop smiling. Waiting for an explanation.

C/W: Incest

She awoke abruptly to her mom’s concerned face looking at her. “You were having a nasty little nightmare. Are you okay, sweetie?”

“I’m fine, mom. Don’t worry about me and go back to sleep.”

“I know but… how about you sleep with us tonight? It’s beginning to storm outside and you won’t be able to fall asleep.”

“Mom, I’m too old—.”

“Hush, you’re never too old to sleep with your parents, cupcake.”

Reluctantly, she let her mom drag her out of bed, trudging down the corridor to her parent’s dimly lit bedroom. As they walked, her eyes flicked briefly to her mother’s huge tits, barely contained in her dark babydoll, her perfect ass jiggling with each step. It put her own thin t-shirt and comfy panties to shame. 

“Hi dad,” she said, tearing her eyes away from his muscled torso, poking out the top of their duvet… What was he wearing underneath that duvet…? Some pyjamas? Just some boxers? Or maybe… nothing at all. She shook her head, trying to get rid of those forbidden thoughts that she’d rub herself to every night.

"Hello, princess. Bad dream? Come on in, baby, there's more than enough room for you."

Her mom slipped under the sheets and patted the spot in the middle. Was this really okay? She cautiously crawled in. Maybe it was her imagination but she could have sworn her father’s eyes were following her tight, little body as she got in. In the distance, thunder rolled and she stiffened.

“Aww, are you scared princess? You know what I do to your mother whenever she’s scared?”

She shook her head, her heart beating faster for some reason.

“I give her a special hug. You’re old enough for one of those hugs now. Come here, let daddy hug you.”

Before she could respond, she felt him press up against her. She could feel it all. His arms around her, his chest pressed against her side, and…. His thick, hard cock pressing against her leg. It seemed to twitch every time she shifted against him.

“Aww, this is so adorable. Let me join in!”

She felt her mom join in, squeezing her huge tits against her arms. She could feel her pussy soaking her panties, desperately struggling to not perv on her own parents, even as her mother’s arms trailed down her thighs… even as her father’s lips pressed against her chest.

“D-daddy, what are you doing?”

“Daddy? I like that.”

“N-no! It just sort of... slipped out… I should go.”

“No, stay. Daddy’s going to make you feel safe and happy. You want that, don’t you, muffin?”

“... Yes, daddy…”

As the words left her mouth, her mommy groaned and her hands slipped from her thighs to her tight, soaked pussy.

“God, darling, she’s so wet for us. She’s probably been rubbing herself to this fantasy for ages.”

“I can tell. Her cute little nipples are hard. Can I taste them sweetie? Can daddy taste your tits?”

She bit her lip, holding back a moan and gave the gentlest of nods, trying not to grind back against her mom’s fingers. She couldn’t hold it back when she felt her dad’s tongue worship her sensitive tits, groping them, fondling them like she wasn’t his daughter. Like she was just another woman to fuck and spend his cum inside.

“God, she’s making the cutest little sounds.”

Time was a blur, and she soon found her mommy’s lips attached to her pussy, pleasuring her in ways she’d never felt before. She found her hand on her daddy’s large dick, jerking it back and forth, feeling it throb under her fingers.

“That’s such a good fucking girl. You’re daddy’s perfect little slut, aren’t you? My own little creampie all grown up and ready to be fucked.”

She felt her cunt clench at the thought of her own dad taking her holes, his heavy frame on top of hers, pounding away her innocence with strong strokes.

“Hehe, she liked that, sweetie. She really wants her dad to fuck her.”

“Yeah? Is that true, sweetheart? You want daddy to fuck you? You need to ask for what you want, you know.”

Ever since she was little, her dad had made it a point to have her explicitly say the things she wanted to say. ‘Open and direct communication are important in every relationship. You’ll realise what I mean when you grow up.’

Her cunt clenched. Was this what he’d meant when he said she’d understand?

“Daddy, please fuck me.”

Her mom was laying beside her, an arm on her head, another hand on her daughter’s clit, flicking away. Her daddy pressed his cock against her pussy, its head separating her pretty little folds.

“Say it again.”

“Daddy, please fuck me.” She whimpered, her cunt leaking more than it had ever done before. His cock sunk in, his cock head disappearing into her hot depths.

“Again.”

“Daddy, please fuck your daughter. I want it. I want it so fucking bad, please put your thick dadcock inside me and fuck me!” She all but yelled that. She gasped as his cock plunged in fully, tearing into her with one swift stroke. Her mind went blank as her mommy fiddled with her clit, her lips attached to her nipples.

Lifting her head up, mommy spoke to daddy, encouraging him to fuck ‘the little slut’ faster. Harder. She could barely listen to the words her mommy was saying, her mind lost to the pleasure. 

“God, you’re such a tight little set of holes, aren’t you? You were born for this, princess. You were born to take daddy’s hard cock inside your pretty slit. Can you feel that? Daddy’s heavy balls slapping against you? Aching to breed another daughter inside you.”

She could only moan in response, her mind screaming, ‘yes, yes, and yes!’ This is what she was born for. Her big-titted mommy holding her down so her own dad could pound his incestuous cock inside her, tearing her up, splitting her in half with his savage shaft.

She felt so little in front of him, in front of her mommy too. Those huge tits, that thick cock. Everything drove her insane. This was better than anything she’d ever rubbed herself to. This was better than every single fucked up fantasy she’d had about her hot parents. She felt her cunt tremble, aching to cum.

Her pussy clenched on her daddy’s cock as she came, spraying his cock with her cum, but he kept on pounding into her. She lay there, her legs trembling and shaking, unable to move while her mommy made out with her, fiddling with her tits and clit. She lay there while her daddy continued using her like a homegrown sex toy. This is what she was born for after all.

“God, sweetheart, I’m going to fucking cum. She’s so fucking tight. She’s so fucking pretty. Can I cum inside our daughter? Can I?”

“Do it, darling. Fuck our baby girl’s womb full of thick daddy sperm. This is so hot, ugh.”

Her daddy buckled above her, pressing down on her as his cock twitched, hot ropes of cum spurting out from his cock inside her. They lay there panting for a few minutes. He rolled off her, giving her mom and her little pecks on the cheeks, smiling at the fondly while he caressed their cheeks.

“So, princess, it sounds like the storm’s over… do you want to stay in bed with mommy and daddy?”

Fuck, I want you and your mother grinding against each other while I jerk off to the sight. My pretty fucking girls humping and fucking each other’s clits against one another. I want you to grope your mommy’s fat fucking tits while I grope yours. Could you imagine that? Your mommy’s legs entwined with yours, your cunts grazing against each other while your dad lays to the side, jerking off to the two of you acting like nasty, slutty pornstars?

God, like some pervy fucking director, I’d have her get off you and go down on you. “Eat the cunt you made, honey. Lick it and get it ready for the cock that made her.” While your mother makes out with your pussy, tasting herself on your wet slick, I’d slide my cock between your lips. “Look up at daddy, cupcake. FUCK. Holy fuck, look at me with those pretty eyes, baby. You’re going to be a good girl for daddy now, aren’t you? You’re going to be such a good little girl for me because pretty little daughters like you listen to their dads.”

I’d press your head softly against my cock before I have your mother kiss you. I’d have her make out with you, her fat tits pressing against yours as I slide my dick into you. “Oh honey, you can take your daddy’s cock. You’re taking it so well. I’m so proud of you, baby,” You’d hear her say as I lose myself to your cunt. My thick cock spreading your pussy around me while your mommy croons into your ears the nastiest, filthiest shit you’ve heard.

You’d feel the weight of my body against you. Your dad pressing down into your cunt, unable to stop himself from sinfully corrupting his own flesh and blood’s pussy. Your mom’s pretty nails raking across your body as she alternates between whispering into your ears and biting your neck. Telling you to cum around daddy’s cock like a good girl. Telling you that this is what we raised you for. To be our little toy. Our little porn doll. Our breeding pet. She’d look right up at me saying that, knowing it’d make me cum too.

Gross, incest jizz splattered across the depths of your fuckholes while you spasm around my shaft. My wife in your ear giggling and urging you to sink deeper into your orgasm. To just accept your place. 

ok so. reader who works in one of those reverse gloryhole establishments. you know, the ones where people are stuck in a wall, top halves hidden behind it and bottom halves exposed for free use. it’s a bit of a kink for you, and the money is good. you get paid to just lay there and be licked and fingered and fucked without ever having to see anybody’s face, it’s a win-win for you honestly.

the longer you work there, the more you begin to recognize your regulars. there are a lot of faceless holes to choose from, but they always seem to beeline it for yours, and that’s flattering in a way. obviously you can’t see them, but you’ve learned to tell who they are by the feel of them, or by their little routines (one seems to enjoy just rubbing himself on your clit until he finishes, another comes near the end of the night to clean you up with his mouth and bust in his own fist), or by the way they sound when they cum.

but there’s one in particular that really interests you.

"that's it," he breathed into your ear. "nice and quiet. you hear 'em? they're talkin' about mortgage rates."

"please," you whimpered, trying to stifle a moan as he thrusted up into you.

"please what, baby? you want me to stop? you wanna get up and go say hi to dad while i'm still this deep inside you?"

you shook your head frantically, burying your face in his neck.

"didn't think so," he grunted, his pace becoming more deliberate. "you love this. love the risk. being older brother's good girl, and being so bad right under their noses."

a floorboard creaked in the hall. you froze, panic seizing you.

"don't you dare stop," he ordered, hand splaying across your lower back, holding you down on him. "unless you wanna explain why you're shakin' like this."

"they'll hear," you gasped.

I'm so torn on who would start it first. It's either dad or daughter. For the story I'm choosing daughter. She's on the couch watching porn on the TV, legs pushed back and open. She's desperately rubbing her clit while watching the random porn movie she found. Dad's had a long day at work and comes home with a sigh. Welcome home dad! She says as he's throwing his stuff on the floor and shaking his head, little girl can't even wait until everyone's home. He mumbles as he makes his way to the kitchen. Kisses mom and grabs a beer, she's been so desperate today. Mom says turning off the stove, keep her company? He nods, need to relax anyways. He stretches before heading back to the living room. Sits next to his needy daughter, watches the TV, and her while sipping away.

Making a damn mess on our new couch, he gets so hard he's undoing his belt and getting comfortable. His daughter just giggles at him, can't help it Dad... It's like I just need more. Dad pulls her hand away from her cunt to collect some of her wetness. Using it to stroke his cock and lets out a loud groan. That's okay princess ...we all have those days...you more than others, he taunts as she goes back to rubbing her clit. She giggles and turns back to the tv, just then big brother comes downstairs. Where's Mom? Kitchen, you ain't gonna say hi to your old man? Big bro sighs, if I do I'm gonna wanna join in. Come here now boy, dad keeps stroking his cock as his son walks over. Dad... Shut up and lean down, his son listens and dad gives him a heavy kiss. Little boy thinks he's too damn grown for his father's affection. Dad growls and bites his sons lip causing a small whine to leave him. Go with your mother, his son stands there panting and already hard. Nods and rushes off to see his mom.

He always does that, little sis whines as she starts to finger herself. He's just getting used to the affection, he leans in softly kissing her. He ain't used to it like you, baby doll ... He leans back and keeps stroking his cock. Minutes later mom comes in with their son, look at you two having fun. She giggles and takes her seat, someone's already close. She glances at her daughter as her son takes a seat too. She's been working herself who knows how long, dad watches mom push her dress up and get comfortable. Always so beautiful, oh shush! She laughs and kinda leans on her son. Get comfortable honey, show mommy how you can enjoy yourself. She softly tugs on her sons sweats and pulls them down enough to expose him. Mom, he whines and glances at dad. Listen to your mother, look at how hard your cock is. Their son nods slowly, mom leans over and lets her spit fall onto his cock. Guiding him to start stroking himself and he moans.

Mom smiles and kisses his cheeks before she starts playing with her own clit. Moaning softly, always was a mamas boy. She giggles, well you have your daddies girl. Dad glances at his daughter who's shaking so close to cumming. I do, don't I? Dad, she whine softly and pushes her face into his shoulder. I know baby... Let it out for dad...cum for us. He moans softly as he watches his daughter cum hard. She's shaking, panting, and nuzzling into her father. Dad hears a sharp breath from his son and turns to him. You like that don't you? Your sister is such a good girl listening to her parents. He watches his son moan, always was so sensitive. My baby's already going to cum? That's such a good boy, already giving into pleasure. Dad...I wanna last like you, his son whines but he's so close.

But dad wants you to cum now and you know to listen to your father. And your mother, mom moans softly desperately rubbing her clit. Your mother's already close to too, cum with your mom. Yes...please baby, cum with mommy. Mom leans in kissing him as she cums and their son is covering his stomach. Hips jolting with pleasure and dad watches them hungry. He moans again and strokes his cock faster. Your turn, daddy... His daughter curls into him. Maybe...we can all play after? Together? I need more dad but I want you to cum first. She whines, as dad starts to pant. Please dad? Cum for us...I wanna see how much you cum, his son pants still dazed. Dad is cumming in minutes after his babies encourage him.

he smiles. "are you wearing your special outfit like you're supposed to?" daddy asks as he slips one hand under your little pink skirt, feeling that you're not wearing your panties. "what a good girl!" you blush at the praise; sometimes you have to go change before you can play horsie, but this time, you remembered. you murmur your thanks as he stands and takes his pants off. "okay, hop on up."

you let out an excited giggle and do as he says. horsie is one of your favorite games, and daddy seems to like it, too. sometimes it turns into hide and seek! you position yourself on him just so, his leg hairs tickling your thighs as you settle your tiny pussy over the bulge in his boxers. this is how you play horsie: you sit on daddy's lap and bounce, lean forward and back, like you're riding a big horse! it feels really good, and after just a few minutes, daddy starts to get big like a horse.

his hands grip your soft ass, helping you bounce. you blush again--you can never get it right! daddy always has to show you how to ride him. but the flush on your cheeks blends with the flush of the pleasure building up inside you. "daddy," you whimper. "it feels like i'm gonna pee."

“that's good, baby girl, remember? keep going." he's so reassuring, his voice is so soft, and his fingers dig into the sensitive flesh of your ass and force you down harder, making you moan loudly.

"yes, daddy," you say, obedient as ever, and grind your hips against him. his cock is starting to peek through his boxers, and your pussy lips wrap around it. the warmth of his head on your clit is enough to send wave after wave of ecstasy through your tight young body, writhing in your daddy's lap as you cum for him. he holds you tight and tells you what a good girl you are for him, and you can feel yourself soaking his boxers.

"feel better, little one?" he asks, pressing a kiss into your hair.

you look up at him and shake your head no. "i want to keep playing," you tell him.

he raises his eyebrows. "what do you say?"

"please, daddy?" you beg, writhing against his cock.

he smiles and reaches between you, pulling his cock out the rest of the way. "that's my girl. of course we can keep playing. do you want to play hide and seek?"

you bounce up and down with glee. "yes, daddy! i love hide and seek!"

"me too, sweetie," he says. "okay, go ahead and hide it."

you lift your hips and grip his cock, lining it up so it splits you open as you lower yourself onto it. you bite back a moan. "where'd it go?" you ask, following the script.

"hmm," daddy says, his eyes closed until it's time for him to start looking. "is it... here?" he reaches under your shirt and squeezes your little tits, tweaking your nipples.

you pant with pleasure and begin bouncing again, shaking your head no. he lifts your shirt, pulling it over your head as you raise your arms.

"is it... here?" he grips your ass again, helping you bounce on his cock a little faster, a little harder. he lifts his hips in time with your bouncing, his cock driving deeper inside you, drawing gasps from you.

“no, daddy.”

he continues his search, squeezing, sucking, spanking, and groping all over your little body while his cock massages your insides. before long, you feel it again, that build-up that you love so much.

"i'm gonna cum, daddy," you announce as you grind your clit against his skin while keeping his cock buried inside your pussy.

"good girl," he whispers. "such a good girl for daddy. let me feel you cum, baby."

his words send a rush down your spine and straight into your pussy, making you gush all over his cock. the orgasm is so strong, you can't help but writhe on daddy's lap, burying your face in his chest.

"my turn," he says. he lifts you up and puts you on the couch on your knees, so you can rest your arms on the back of the couch. your tits press against the leather as he drives into you from behind, smacking your ass, spreading you wide so he can see your tight little pussy gripping his cock as he pumps in and out of you, over and over.

"daddy, it hurts," you whine as his thrusts make you sore.

he grunts and fucks you harder. "good girl," he growls.

you whimper and begin to cry as his cock stuffs you so full, you feel empty when he slides out, just to slam back into you. "daddy, please!”

"so close..." he pulls your head back by your hair so he can see your face. "oh, fuck, baby!" your mouth hangs open as he wrecks your little body, squeezing your tit hard enough to bruise. you feel his cock twitching and pulsing inside you, his warm cum shooting into you, and you are overcome with the satisfaction of knowing his pleasure came from you and you alone. you know just how to make daddy feel good.

His hand is gripping the back of my head as my hips grind back into him. He is watching as my needy body continue to move, feeling him grow harder. I start to whimper as I feel his other hand sliding up my thigh. His fingers lightly grazed the hem of my panties, making me grind back and now forth into his hand.

"Do you need Daddy to touch you Princess?" He whispered in my ear as his fingers slowly moved up and down the hem of my panties. My whimpers turn into moans as my body kept looking for relief. His fingers lightly crazed my clit through my soaked panties.

"Please Daddy," I moan as my head tilts back on his shoulder. My father's best friend is now slipping his hand into my panties, searching for my clit. He finds it as I take a sharp intake of breath. He starts to press down and rub harder, "Fucckk."

He groans into my ear as he presses down harder and rubbing small circles on my clit, "That's it baby girl. Such a good fucking girl for Daddy." He keeps rubbing my clit hard and fast as I turn into a mess on his lap. I feel my hips start to buck, getting close to an orgasm. It was then we could hear my father's footsteps, "Cum for me right now my pretty little slut."

My brother was so excited when weed was legalized in our state; he went out and bought a bag of weed chocolates and invited me over to try them out with him. I didn’t have anything going on that night, so I went– I’d never gotten stoned before. I figured it would be a new experience. When I got there, he was just hanging around in a white T and gym shorts; a comfortable bachelor in his apartment, meeting his little sister with all the casual energy I expected. I hadn’t dressed up, either– just the blue sundress I’d already been wearing when he invited me over. 

It took less than an hour for us to hit our buzz. We were sitting on the couch, sharing a bag of Cheetos, laughing about the dumbest things. I don’t remember the whole conversation, but I remember there was a point when I leaned on him, he put an arm over my shoulder, and his hand landed on my breast. I just laughed, he laughed, but I didn’t make him move, and he didn’t pull away. We kept talking, and his hand just stayed there on my breast.

I was acutely aware of his hand. The fact that it was summer and this dress was made to be worn without a bra, that my nipple was stiffening under the finger sitting on top of it. I didn’t say anything, and the longer I didn’t say anything, the more I thought about it. 

Then his finger moved, and the tip of it began to circle around my stiff nipple, and I felt it perk up even more. It tingled, and I felt that tingling inside my pussy as well. My brother was playing with my nipple, all while we sat on his couch, talking about random shit. 

And I liked it. I felt his fingertip rub over the fabric of my dress, and it made me crave more attention. 

“Hey, sis?” 

I blinked. I realized I had stopped talking. I’d been distracted by the sensation, and the warmth that spread through my body as I looked up at him. 

“Your hand is…” I actually giggled, I giggled, I couldn’t stop giggling– “Oh jeez, bro, you gotta stop that…” 

“Why?” He asked me. He didn’t stop. His hand shifted a little, caressing my breast before squeezing me through my dress. “It’s soft, I like it.” 

His squeeze made me gasp aloud, and I felt my face warm up. 

“Sis, can I suck your nipples?”

“What?” I shook my head at him. I felt like I should have been shocked by the suggestion, but instead I felt hot. I felt my pussy throbbing, and I realized I was wet as hell. When did that happen? I shifted my hips on the couch, pressing my thighs together and staring at him. 

Had my big brother always been this cute? 

“I wanna suck on your nipples.” He said again, staring me in the eye. His lips didn’t close. He was breathing harder than before. “Can I?” 

I felt saliva pooling in my mouth. Staring at him, I found myself looking at his lips, and in my head I imagined his lips ravenously consuming my breast, and the thought made me whimper. 

“Why do you want to?” I asked slowly and with a clumsy tongue, soundly dopey. 

“Because you’re hoooot.” He whined, squeezing me again. “And you’re my sisteeeer, so I’m not supposed to say that, but…” He bit his lower lip, looking at me. “When we were kids, I remember your first bikini, and all I wanted was to steal your swimsuit and suck your cute little tits… fuck you were only fourteen, and I had dreams about it, and those dreams made me so hard.” 

“Fuck that was years ago.” I laughed, thinking back. I remembered that bikini. “The blue one? With the rhinestones?” 

“Yes! That one.” He agreed, and I saw his adam’s apple bob as he swallowed. “I wanted to hold you on my lap and… oh god fuck I’m so hard right now this isn’t faaaaaair.” He started laughing again, his head hanging back off of the couch we were laying on. For the first time, I looked down to realize his gym shorts had pitched a tent, a prominent erection pressing outwards and twitching. 

Was I supposed to be scared? Shocked? Afraid? I didn’t know. Instead, I wanted what he described. My stoned brain imagined the sensations his attention would give, and I wanted him to do everything he said he’d wished for. I stared at that thick shape of his cock, and I wanted to sit on his lap and grind my pussy against it. 

Can’t do that. He’s your brother. Don’t do that. 

“Not fair?” I challenged him. “You’re teasing my nipple and you say not fair?” 

“Mmmmhm.” He hummed, but it sounded more like a soft groan. “Because you’re the hottest girl I’ve never gotten to fuck, and the only reason I’ve never tried is because you’re my fucking sister and if I stick my dick in my sister I’d be a fucking monster, but I wanna feel your pussy sis… but that’s mess up, so… c-can I just…?” 

“W-Wait- okay just wait– don’t talk like that, I’m getting wet.” 

“Really?” He leaned in closer to me, nearly nose-to-nose. His voice was quieter, an intense whisper. “Is my sweet little sister a horny stoner?” He grinned. “Oh god, shit, no, fuck… we can’t do this– I wanna lick your pussy while you’re high, I wanna make you scream, but if you get close I’m gonna wanna feel you cum on my cock.” 

“Stop it!” I whispered back, but I didn’t push him away. I felt his hand squeeze me again, rougher, pressing down on my breast, inwards towards my ribs, like he were massaging my chest. “Ooooh… damnit, don’t seduce me!” 

“But you’re so sexy when you blush!” He grinned, cracking up again. His head dipped forward, and our noses bumped. My lips nearly automatically formed as if he were going to kiss me, ready to receive him. So close, I smelled him, and realized he smelled good to me. Great, even, I wanted him to kiss me. Our foreheads leaned together, and he asked me; “How wet are you, sis?” 

“You can’t ask that!” I hissed at him.

“Why not? You can see how hard I am. You can see me throbbing.” 

My eyes flicked to the side, away from his face, back to the impressive shape pressing out of his shorts. 

“You know I gotta be aching… but I don’t know how bad you’ve got it… I wanna touch your pretty pussy, I wanna know how slick you got.” As he said it, his other hand landed on my leg, just below the hem of my dress, sliding up along my thigh. 

I moaned. His palm felt so warm, unfairly so– my legs drifted apart, and he stared me in the eyes as his fingers found my panties and, without hesitation, snuck his index finger past them to find the lips of my pussy and brush them apart.

“Ho-ly– fuck sis, you’re a fuckin’ slip ‘n slide– fuck-fuck-fuck I wanna…” 

I knew what he was going to say. I wanted it, too. My whole body was screaming for it… but he was my brother, I couldn’t, we couldn’t–

His finger was still between my pussy lips, brushing upwards towards my burning clit. He found it so quickly, and feeling his fingertip made me shudder and whimper. 

“Ooo, sensitive little clit…” 

He didn’t stop. His finger began to make circles, much like his other hand had drawn circles around my nipple with one fingertip. I wanted to be quiet, I didn’t want to give him signs that I was enjoying this, I didn’t want to give him a reason to keep going, but–

“Oooh… oh god… that’s… aah…” 

“Yeah?” He bumped his nose against mine again, watching as my eyes hooded. “Sis… sis, I have an idea.” 

“D-don’t ask me to– oh fuck– nnnnn~ aah… t-talk when you’re… teasing me.” 

“I wanna feel you, sis. I wanna bury my cock in your hot little cunt, c’mere…” He had pulled his hand away from my pussy, and he was tugging on me instead. Before I knew it, I was straddled over his lap, up on my knees with his body below me. I looked down, and his shorts were gone– he’d let go of me to yank them down, and his– oh fuck that was his dick, and he was thick, and desperately hard. His flesh had flushed dark red, and I could see him twitch up towards my body. 

“What are you– bro what are you doing?” 

“I’m gonna sit you down on my dick, and then I’m gonna suck your fuckin’ tits, and then I’m gonna rub your clit until I get to feel you cum with your tight little cunt wrapped around me.” He was panting, huffing almost as he reached up my skirt. The bunched up fabric blocked my view, but I felt him move my panties to one side. 

“W-wait, wait, we can’t, you’re my fucking brother you can’t just a-aaaaa– mmmmmm–!” 

I felt my big brother sink into my body, his hand taking hold of my hip and bringing me down onto him. I felt the head of his dick first, pressing against my clit, pulling away, and then pressing in against my tight little entrance. I was so slick that he slid right in, and his thick shaft felt perfect in-between my tight walls, my thighs shaking as pleasure coursed up my spine and left me unable to do anything but drop my jaw and cry out.

My brother’s cock felt so fucking good, I pressed my hips the rest of the way down myself. I couldn’t help myself, my legs squeezing tight to hang onto him like a rider held onto a bucking bronco, pressing my lips together to shut the fuck up, stop encouraging him, this was so wrong, so fucking wrong–

I looked down, and he was staring up at me. His face was flushed, and he was panting. 

“Fuckin– fuckin’ tight, so fucking tight…” He murmured, both hands now holding my hips as his eyes screwed shut. “Best pussy– goddamnit my sister has the best fuckin’ pussy… I shoulda fucked you in your sleep when we were teenagers, I coulda been feeling this– oh shit, shit, shit–” 

“You shoulda what?” I panted over him, grabbing his face and making him look at me. “S-shoula.. what?” 

“I snuck into your room!” He confessed. “I wanted… shit, I saw this porn where this guy fucked his girl in her sleep, and she woke up as she orgasmed, and I imagined it so many times… b-but I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t rape my sister.” 

I felt him throb inside me. He twitched, and I realized he’d kept himself tightly inside me, neither of us moving. I didn’t want to– he felt perfect just like this, deep inside my body, throbbing occasionally, twitching and swearing underneath me as he confessed all his dirty thoughts. 

I let go of his head. He gripped my hips tighter, refusing to let me go, but I wasn’t trying to leave. I reached towards the top of my dress, instead, and pulled it down until my breasts were exposed. 

I reached out to him, my hands slipping around his neck, and pulling him to sit up more on the couch. His cock shifted inside my body, and I moaned as he sat up enough to wrap his lips around one of my nipples. The heat of his mouth made me moan, and he rolled his tongue over the sensitive pink nub. I felt like I should have cum by now– my body felt so good, tingling all over, and my hips jerked forwards. 

“A-ah– d-don’t move– sis don’t move–” He pleaded against my chest, lips breaking away to kiss his way across my sternum to the other breast. “I-if you move, I’m gonna cum– I gotta… I gotta make you cum first.” 

“Why?” I asked breathlessly, one of his hands releasing from my hip to disappear beneath my skirt again. It was draped over where our bodies met, hiding the fact that he was balls deep in his little sister. “I-I won’t be mad…” 

“I gotta make you love it, so you’ll want it again.” He laughed a little, kissing and flicking his tongue over her other nipple now. “Fuck I wanna live in your pussy, sis…” 

“Y-you can’t– oh shit—” 

His other hand had found my clit again, his thumb pressing against the sensitive bundle of nerve endings. A shock went through my body, sitting up straight and squeezing my legs tighter around him. 

“F-fuck- that–” 

“Yeah?” he grinned up at me, closing his lips around my nipple and sucking it as he refused to stop. His thumb pressed up under my clit first, pushing the fleshy hood that protected it back before massaging in circles, the extreme slick of my pussy making it easy for the pad of his thumb to slide over me and send waves of perfection up through my body. 

I felt myself clench. 

“Oh-oh— go-nna– g-gonna —!!” 

“Y-yeah- oh shit- that’s right, cum all over big brother’s cock, sis…” 

My back arched as I reached my limit, and I felt it as my pussy squeezed and spammed around his thick dick inside me. I needed more, but he wouldn’t let my hips rock more than a few twitches forward and back. The hand that was still on my hip held me tight, keeping me still as I squeezed and milked his dick with my pussy, muscles clenching in waves as I squalled and moaned for my big brother. 

My skirt was flipped up as he grabbed onto my other hip with the hand that had been rubbing me, his hips suddenly jerking upwards. I yelped, reaching for the back of the couch to dig my fingers in as my big brother began to bounce me on his lap, and his cock began to slide in and out of me. Fucking me, he was fucking pounding my pussy and I loved every second of it. 

I felt him swell inside my body. I felt him throb. I knew he was about to come, about to fill up my pussy with his hot thick jizz. 

He pushed me– back from him, down his thighs to sit back nearly on his knees. His cock popped free from my body, just barely in time for him to cum… all over my dress. A white sticky spray of cum covered my pretty blue sundress as the pair of his panted and shook, looking at each other in the quiet moments after. 

“I… I got a washing machine…” He mumbled to me, somewhat lamely. “I didn’t mean to… shit, if you take that off… you don’t have a bra… I…” 

I put my finger on his lips, hushing him. 

“ugh, yes, that feels so good, daddy,” she whines as his hands dig into her thighs, sliding up dangerously high. “mm, keep going.”

he hesitates for a single second before dragging his hands up, squeezing her ass, spreading her cheeks wide enough to expose her wet slit. “still good, honey?” he asks, his cock twitching in his shorts.

she moans and nods. “keep doing that, it feels amazing.” he keeps massaging her ass, her pussy getting wetter and wetter until he can’t take it anymore.

“how about i massage you on the inside, too?” he asks. he needs the facade of innocent benevolence—he’s just taking care of his little girl.

she raises her hips and gets on her knees, resting her arms under her head. “yes, please, daddy,” she whispers.

he sucks in a breath at the sight of his daughter in that position, and gives her ass one more squeeze before he shoves his shorts down, his thick cock springing free. he rubs the tip along her slit, getting himself wet from his baby girl’s juices, before pressing into her entrance. his cock glides into his daughter so easily, he doesn’t stop until he’s buried himself in her, balls deep.

“ohh, fuck,” she groans as he stretches her. “that feels so good, daddy.” she gasps as he leans back and sheaths himself inside her again. “unh, yes,” she moans.

he almost can’t believe how wet and warm his daughter’s pussy is. she’s swallowing him whole, her walls perfectly tight around him, and he almost cums inside her just from the sensation. but he grits his teeth, reminding himself that this is about her pleasure. he’s giving her a massage to help her relax after her game. that’s all it is—an internal massage. with that in mind, he fucks her deep and slow, listening to her whines and feeling her body coench beneath him until he finds that spot, then adjusting his rhythm until she’s crying out for him.

“fuck, oh my god, daddy, fuck yes! fuckfuck fuck don’t stop, don’t stop—ah!” her lithe body seizes up as she cums, her tight young pussy squeezing his cock. he slows down and fucks her through the afterglow, then speeds up again. “ohh, my god,” she murmurs, burying her face in her arms. eventually all that comes out of her mouth is incoherent mumbling and nonstop moans until her thighs are quivering and she’s cumming again, her pussy gushing all over his cock. “daddy, please,” she begs. “god, please make me cum again. your cock is so perfect. i need to cum again, daddy.”

the pretense is gone, and he pulls her head up by her ponytail and presses her to his chest. “one more, baby,” he whispers in her ear. “and then daddy has to cum.”

“oh, fuck yes,” she grunts as he plows into her. his left hand squeezes her tits while his right rubs tight circles on his little girl’s clit, making her pant with pleasure for him. “ohh my fucking god, daddy, i’m gonna cum again! fuck! uh, fuck!” she trembles and spasms as her father’s cock makes her cum for a third time.

when he doesn’t slow down, she looks up at him over her shoulder. “daddy, will you cum inside me?” she asks.

his daughter asking for his cum, looking at him with those innocent eyes while his cock is buried inside her, sends him over the edge instantly. he slams himself as deep into her cunt as he can, cock twitching as his shoots hot cum inside her. he lets out a long groan and pumps into her again and again, using her pussy to milk every drop of cum from his balls.

“can we do this after every game?” she asks.

his slick cock slides out of her, followed by his cum. “absolutely,” he promises.