Mmmmm...

hips stutter, hands clench at the sheets, body tenses so tight she might break-

and then she’s coming.

pathetic. desperate. fucking rutting into you, burying the strap so deep inside before she even realizes what’s happening, gasping into your neck like she’s in pain.

"s-shit- fuck, fuck, bunny, i- " she whimpers, whole body shuddering, hips jerking in tiny, desperate thrusts as her strap spills into you, making a mess of herself and you already.

you sigh, stroking her hair, dragging your nails through the short strands, feeling her melt against you even as she keeps twitching.

"puppy," you pout, stroking her cheek, dragging your nails over her scalp. "you were supposed to fill me up at the end, baby, not halfway through."

"seriously?" you then pout when she just keeps staring at you with big eyes, your voice teasing, fingers curling at the nape of her neck. "you didn’t even fuck me yet."

"i-i’m sorry, i- fuck, you’re so-" she gasps, mouth dragging over your shoulder, kisses messy, lips wet.

"you are so fucking useless, baby," you giggle, tilting her face up to look at you. "what am i gonna do with you, huh?"

she whines, blinking up at you, eyes hazy, cheeks red.

"aw, don’t pout, handsome," you hum, brushing your thumb over her bottom lip. "guess i’ll have to show you how to fuck me properly, yeah?"

she nods so fast it makes you giggle again, and you push her back, making her sit up, strap still buried deep inside.

"hands on my waist," you instruct, tilting your hips up, watching the way her breath shudders.

she obeys immediately, gripping at your waist, holding you like you might disappear.

"now, puppy" you purr, leaning up to press a kiss to her jaw. "fuck me."

she groans, shaky and desperate, and she tries, she really does, but it’s so sloppy, so frantic, hips rolling too fast, too uneven, like she’s just trying not to cum again.

"shh, shh," you coo, stroking her cheek, making her still. "slow, baby. deep. wanna feel you."

she swallows, nods, presses deeper, grinding instead of rutting, and you moan, just to see the way she shudders.

"there you go," you murmur, tugging her hair, kissing her chin. "good boy."

she whimpers, hips snapping just a little harder, fingers digging into your skin.

"gonna be good for me, yeah?" you breathe, pulling back just enough to watch her nod frantically.

"y-yes, yes, please," she gasps, blinking down at you, dazed and ruined, desperate to make you feel good.

you smirk, dragging your nails over her back, rolling your hips up to meet her thrusts.

"gonna fill me up again, puppy?" you purr, voice teasing. "gonna make me all full?"

she chokes, thrusts turning frantic, desperate, sloppy again.

"please, please, wanna- wanna fill you up, wanna breed you, please, please. you‘re so warm and fuck- loose- need to- ," she gasps, face burning, hands shaking where they grip your waist.

"aw, puppy," you coo, tilting your head, smiling sweet as you squeeze around the strap. "you wanna cum inside me that bad?"

she nods frantically, eyes so wide, lips trembling, whole body tensing again.

"fuck- gonna, gonna- "

you giggle, dragging your fingers through her hair.

"then do it," you purr, voice saccharine, pulling her closer, feeling the way she shudders-

and then she’s gone, gasping out apologies between moans, hips jerking as she spills inside you again, pressing as deep as she can like it’s real.

"such a good boy," you sigh, petting her hair, tugging her closer as she whimpers against your skin. "but you’re not done yet, handsome."

she chokes, body still trembling.

"keep going," you murmur, tilting your hips, kissing her flushed cheeks. "you’re gonna keep going until i’m full, puppy. ‘til there’s nothing left."

she whimpers, but nods, gripping you tighter, burying her face against your neck,

“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.”

Dad fucking me in doggy while in my room on my fuzzy pink carpet. My shorts are mid thigh and my tits are falling out of my tank top. He's gripping my hips so tightly as he slams into me repeatedly. Don't run from it, he groans loudly. You gave me this cunt now you fucking take this cock, he doesn't stop his thrusts. Yes, Dad... Can barely leave my lips as my eyes roll back and I struggle to hold myself up.

You like this dad cock don't you, little girl? He spanks my bottom then digs his fingers into me. I can't even respond as I fall forward but he keeps fucking me. Mounting me differently and driving his cock into me. A loud whine falls from my lips as the position changes. Don't push me out! Fucking take it! My body is shaking as he keeps forcing his cock in and out of me. Dad, dad, dad... Is all that can leave my mouth so broken. Who taught you to be such a good cunt? Your mother? Your brother? Now it's dad who's going to teach you the real lesson. He keeps my hips raised as he fucks me.

My eyes roll back and I let out a moan/cry, Dad! I-...fuck. I feel my cum leaking down my thighs as I grab the fluffy carpet. Fuck! take it, take it, take it! He moans loudly and deeply, we are so lucky we are home alone. I'm gasping as he keeps mounted on me, still driving his cock into me quickly. Going to breed my daughter's cunt, he keeps moaning all smug. You enjoy this, don't you? Yeah, you like for your father to breed you. My glasses are crooked as my face is shoved down. I didn't think he could get on me anymore.

Stop running from me, dad growls as he yanks me back onto his cock. I can't take it, I whine and shake my head. It's too much, too big...dad please! I squeal as he slams back into my cunt. What do you mean you can't take it? Yes you can...taking it right now, he moans as he looks down. Look at how pretty she stretches to take dads cock, he shakes his head as he marvels at the sight. I shake my head, I can't! My cunt can't take it, it's too big...I'm too stretched. I try to pull away only to get smacked.

I said stop running! You wanted to take cock so here I am giving it to you! Spoiled damn brat! Acting all needy around the house then saying you can't handle it. He holds my hips down in place and continues to fuck into me. Not even completely in you, he digs his fingers into me as he pushes more of his length inside. I gasp and choke up, too deep! Fuck! That's too deep dad! I start to squirm as he keeps pushing more of his length inside me. My legs start to shake uncontrollably as my eyes roll back. I don't care, my cock feels so good inside you. He moans and grabs my legs pushing them into a mating press.

Should've thought twice before teasing your old man so much, finally he pushes his whole length inside and I squeal. Fuck! Too deep! Too deep! I hit at him and the floor but he keeps fucking me. Forcing an orgasm through my body as I gasp and lose my sight for a second. That's it, he moans and puts more weight on me. Cum, make that cunt nice and tight...make me have to force it even more. He groans as he struggles to move inside me. I'm panting hard and not able to get words out. Love breaking my little girl's... Look at you, can't even fucking think straight anymore. His breathing gets harsher as he slams into me repeatedly. Take it, keep taking it...not like you have even a chance of running from it.

Too much... I manage to muster the words but it's so soft. You can handle it, this is what you are meant to do. Another slap falls on my cheek, right? I whimper and nod, yes... Yes dad... My body is shaking under him, good girl. So stop running from your father's cock and keep taking it. He really pushes himself deep, making me let out a moan/whimper. Not stopping until you can't even sit without whining, he moans. God....you're so stretched out, baby.... He coos, you'll be feeling this for days. I'm gonna... I sniffle as I can't even finish my sentence. Cum, cum on my cock again as I cum deep inside you.

hear him start to say it's not going to fit, but by that point ive already spat on my hand and rubbed it over the head, and he can't get the words out past his gasp when i go ahead and cram it in anyways

hearing him struggle to catch his breath, his hands are trembling, eyes wide, he's flailing around, grasping at me and tapping out over and over and im not stopping

grunting from the effort of trying to keep him from pushing me out, cause he just feels too good to stop now

He tells you all good boys let their daddy's use them, let their daddy's use whatever hole they deem appropriate to use.

You moan out when you his cock hits you just right, and he laughs at how fast you changed from crying and whimpering to moaning and begging.

You don't even fight him when he puts you into a headlock, letting his arm wrap around your neck, locking you in place against him, his chest flushed against your back, and ass.

Just put the mutt in a headlock while I lay on top of it, my thick throbbing girl girl cock slamming into it's soaking wet cunt as the slut moans and whimpers beneath me.

The Fleshlight says smth about feeling my hard girl cock against its womb but I couldn't hear the rest of it when I slammed its face into the pillow to better slam my hard throbbing gock into my cum dumpster ^×^

you slurring words. trying to form a sentence. struggling. “please… i… need…” can’t quite get it out. me watching. fingers inside you. three of them. pumping slowly. keeping you right on that edge.

“how sad, angel. you’re so far gone you can’t even ask for what you want.” curling my fingers. hitting that spot. you gasping. getting closer. me slowing down.

“go on, sweetheart. try to ask permission.” waiting. watching your face struggle. “can i… please can i…” losing the words halfway through. too foggy. me cooing. “aw, you almost had it that time.”

pumping again. steady rhythm. getting you right there. then stopping. just holding them inside you. you whining. “what were you trying to say, baby?”

you blinking slowly. trying to focus. “i… i need…” forgetting again. me being so patient. “need what, love?”

“need to cum… please…” finally getting it out. me smiling. “that’s sweet, honey. but you didn’t ask properly, did you?” starting to move again.

“try one more time.” fingers pumping. curling. you desperate. “please… can i… can i cum?” “you forgot something, baby.” rubbing your clit with my thumb. you crying out. “what do you call me?”

“mommy! please mommy!” finally. me considering. “hmm. better. but i don’t think you really need it yet, sweetheart.”

tears forming. “no… please… i do…” me slowing my fingers. “if you really needed it, you’d be able to ask without all this struggling, love.”

you crying now. frustrated. desperate. me wiping your tears. “aw, already? we’ve barely started, baby.”

building you back up. getting you close. stopping again. you sobbing. “please… please i can’t…” me watching those tears. “can’t what? can’t think? can’t handle being kept on the edge?”

“all of it… please…” you breaking down. me being so sweet about it. “poor baby. it’s so hard for you, isn’t it?”pumping steadily. keeping you right there.

“here’s the thing, sweetheart. we both know i’m keeping you here until you’re crying and incoherent.” you already there. sobbing. me smiling. “look at you… you’re already halfway there.”

you whimpering. realizing. “there it is. finally understanding what i’ve been wanting from you this entire time.” not letting up. keeping that rhythm. never quite enough.

working you like this. minutes passing. you crying continuously. can’t even beg anymore. me being gentle. “shh, you’re doing so well, baby.” not stopping my fingers.

“such a good girl taking everything.” keeping you on that edge. you can’t respond. too far gone. me finally deciding. “okay, sweetheart. since you’ve been so good.” pumping faster. rubbing your clit firmly. “you can cum.”

you barely processing. then falling apart. cumming so hard. moaning. me working you through it. not stopping after. you immediately overstimulated. “wait… too much…”

“awww sweetheart…you think we’re done?” still pumping. “we’re just getting started, baby.” building you again. you crying harder. me being relentless. “you said anything, remember?”

getting you there again. faster this time. “cum for me again.” you breaking. cumming harder. me continuing. “and again, baby.”

over and over. until you’re completely gone. just crying and shaking. finally stopping. pulling you close. “shh, you’re okay.”