it's better secret

But I won't.

No matter how much you hate me, no matter how far or fast you run, you will always be the first, last, and only thing I ever care about.

I know you don't see it right now, Angel, and that's okay. That's why I have you chained up like this. Because you have that nasty voice in your head telling you that this shouldn't happen.

But eventually you'll see I was right. You'll see that I'm the only man who could ever make you TRULY happy. And once you figure that out, we can finally be everything for each other the way we were meant to be.

no matter how much his daughter teases him, he'll never give in. the most he'll do is touch her waist, let her sit in his lap, kiss him... he knows it's already too far, but how could he go without kissing his girl?

no matter how much his daughter rubs against his crotch, he'll never give in. she can use him to get off, but only through his pants. how could he deny his daughter relief?

I'm a big fan of your content! And I was wondering if you'd write a fic about a divorced dad fucking his daughters brains out (overstimming her) because she secretly went out on a date with a boy and he's very possessive about her

Anyways, love you!!

D-dad? Her eyes widen as she walks in. Where the hell have you been? Dad is sipping on his glass of whiskey in his recliner with the meanest man spread. I told you...I was at my best friend's house, she tried to lie but dad shakes his head. Try again...you're already in enough trouble as it is. Dad really I was, she tried again. Funny you say that then because I just so happen to call her dad and he asked her... She's currently taking her punishment like a good girl. His daughter's eyes widen and she shakes her head Dad! Please!! She can't get punished- she lied just like you are doing right now! Dad glares at her, you went out with that stupid boy after I told you not to!

Dad pats his thigh calling his daughter over, now! She stays in place, I don't know why you're being like this! Mom sh- she gives two shits! She left! But Dad stayed! And you being the spoiled brat you are can't see that! Over my lap now! His daughter starts to tear up and shake, Dad... One, dad sits up properly in his chair. Two, he's undoing his belt and her eyes widen. Thre- before dad can even finish the count she's rushing and laying herself over his lap. So you do listen, dad is throwing her skirt up and showing off her pretty bottom. You got all pretty for that boy, dad shakes his head and grabs her bottom making her squeal.

Did he touch you? Dad I don't- a harsh hit lands on her bottom making her jolt. Dad! Did he touch you!? He spanks her again repeatedly, no! He didn't touch me! Liar! No! I'm not lying dad! Please! How can I trust my little girl if nothing that has come out of her mouth has been the truth? He grabs her bottom causing the stinging to be worse. She whines I'm telling the truth! He didn't touch me! Just like your damn mother, he scuffs and grabs her panties. Yanking them down to her ankles and spreading her open. She whines Dad I promise! We don't need an inspection, she squirms in place.

Well I think we do, he runs his fingers up and down her cunt. I think I should get back to daily inspections, he spanks her. Her cunt rubbing against his knee makes her whine as she shakes her head. Make sure my little girl is behaving herself, he takes in how wet she's getting and smirks. Make sure this cunt is all mine, he spanks her on it making her squeal and try to close her legs. These stay open while Dad is between them! He hits her thighs causing her to spread again. His thumb starts to rub her clit and she gasps, dad! We had placed some rules didn't we? Wanna tell me them? Those rules are unfair! She struggles through her small moans, suddenly another hit falls on her clit then back to rubbing.

Her eyes tear up as pain and pleasure start to get to her. What's the main rule, little girl? Dad grunts and keeps rubbing her clit quickly. She moans and tries to hide her face, no boys! Another slap on her cunt then dad's fingers sinking inside her, she yelps at the sudden stretch. Dad! She squirms as his fingers move inside her. This is necessary, dad needs to make sure his little one isn't being touched. He keeps fingering her and stretching her cunt, Dad! Dad! No one! I promise! She babbles as she feels herself about to cum. Dad doesn't stop as his daughter lets out a loud squeak and cums. Her legs are shaking and her small gasps please him.

He keeps fingering her and she whines. Dad, please! She finally glances up at him, her eyes glossy and her pretty make up ruined. Dad slaps her cunt, bottom, and repeat. It's all driving her crazy so quickly, I won't do it again. Her bottom lip quivers as she looks at him but he doesn't stop. He pushes his fingers back in her cunt and her eyes roll back as her pretty mouth drops open. Did that little boy do this to you? He growls and she shakes her head n-no she struggles to say. Little boys can't please you like I can, he pushes another finger in her making her gasp. Only a big strong man like Dad can please you...you should know better. He's forcing another orgasm out of his daughter and she's grabbing onto the couch.

He pulls his fingers out of her and spanks her once again. When he stops she falls tired against him, I'm not done with you yet. He pushes her on to the couch and crawls on top of her. She looks up at her dad with her legs spread and cunt aching. She sniffles, Dad I promise I've learned my lesson. Her back arches when he's suddenly pushing his cock into her. The small space on the couch leaves her no room to squirm, only feel. That's what your stupid mother used to say...and where is she now? I'm not her, she shakes her head and grabs his shirt in a tight grip. Her words come out broken as Dad keeps fucking her. I'm daddy's girl, she babbles and he leans down so they are face to face.

Her cunt is soaking both of them and the sound of their hips meeting echoes around the living room. Are you now? Took Dad ruining this cunt for you to notice, he moans and kisses her. She doesn't think twice before trying her best to kiss him back, dad laughs. Baby's so stupid, he coos and leans a hand down to rub her clit as he fucks her. She squeals dad! What did we learn? I'm dad's! Only dads! He loves me and I love him! No little boy can please me only a man, only dad! Fuck! She cries and her body shakes as she cums hard on his cock. He groans at how tight she feels and keeps fucking her.

cause when he forces me into a cold bath and I’m begging him to let me out with pleadful eyes and hard nipples poking through my shirt, he’s hard

cause when I’m pouting while writing down a hundred times on paper “I will not make sexual advances towards my father”, confirming what’s been going on in writing, putting it out into the world, he’s hard

The mark is a glowing pink across her stomach, twisting in symmetrical patterns that point directly at her cunt. You watched her trace it in confusion that first day, her fingers unconsciously following the trail down to her clit.

It's been cute watching how hard she's tried; orgasm after orgasm, a series of increasingly large dildos arriving in the post. She's so desperate she doesn't even realise she's not hiding it. More than once you've been treated to a front row seat to her attempts, watching through a cracked door as she fucks herself longer and harder. You've seen every big strong dyke with their strapon cocks come through the apartment and leave her unsatisfied still, teary eyed and rutting her pillows.

That's how she looks when she knocks on your door, basically pleading for cock, real cock.

It took months, but now this stuck up lesbian is putty in your hands. Her tits bounce with each thrust, face still slick with spit from deep throating you. She's babbling too, praises and thank-yous and please please please-

"You really shoulda come to me earlier you know."

She whines, and her babbles change to apologies and platitudes. It's charmingly pathetic.

"I'm not just saying I told you so. This spell- ah- I really didn't expect it to be on you for this long. I think it might have..."

You can see something flash across her face every time you bottom out, each thrust against her cervix making her jolt. A glaze to her eyes. Content. Empty.

Her limbs and loose and pliable. When you lean down and put your tongue down her throat, she just takes it with a moan. You slow your thrusts right down, taking in the drooling face of the most man hating dyke you know, drunk on cock.

"I dunno how much this is gonna change you, so, this might be goodbye."

Little sister who got too drunk at her Halloween party, apologizing as her big brother picks her up in his truck. She should have known better, but the drinks hit her harder than she expected, maybe she lost track, it was a mistake-

Big brother who shakes it off, saying he hadn't even started drinking yet, at least she made the right choice. Glancing over at the outfit he shoplifted picked up for her, he makes a quiet comment about how he wouldn't want her falling asleep somewhere unsafe dressed like that.

Little sister who blushes at the comment, feeling her brother's eyes noting every rip and patch and flash of skin she's showing off. Remembering the way his hands slid beneath the fabric when she tried it on before, how he groped her in ways none of her boyfriends had ever figured out.

Big brother who feels his cock throb against his pants, thinking about the way she moaned like a desperate, needy little whore, thanking her big brother for her costume in the moments she let his cock slip free from her lips as he fucked her face.

Just for her to drug me up , make men violate me , film it all and sell . While I'm unaware, maybe I'll start suspecting something is off when one morning there's stuff going down my leg , since she forgot to clean me. I'll start noticing bruises in weird places , my pussy aching and sore while knowing we never get rough.

Maybe I'll start missing the feeling of cocks in me , but I'll never know why when I never slept with a man. I'll be left frustrated and annoyed, rethinking my attraction. She'll start using a strap but it will never be enough. I'll be coerced into a threesome and finally I'll feel what I was missing. There will be confusion within me . I'll be questioning my sexuality.

“Daddy… what are you doing…?” The girl is mostly asleep, unsure of her own reality. “Shush, darling… You’re just dreaming.” His cock stroking up and down her wet underwear makes her tingle. She can smell his breath. He tastes her lips. “Dreaming…?” Her daze continues. The damp patch grows. Stroking himself against his little girl, the soaked fabric lets her feel every touch.

“Why am I dreaming about… you doing this?” Not wanting to pull the girl out of her confused state, he rubs her head. “You just have naughty thoughts, sweetheart.” Her daddy’s cock presses against her pussy. “It’s your dream. You must want to do icky things with me.” The girl bites her lip. An embarrassed whine.

Barely-open eyes look down between her legs. The wet patch has grown. She knows she’s dreaming, but every touch feels real. Slipping his cock under the fabric, he slides his shaft along her slit. A faint dot of precum appears near the top of her panties. With his hand, the man presses himself against her cunt and stomach. “Daddy’s rubbing his cock against me…”

“Mmhm. You’re so dirty. Fantasizing about this so much.” She’s usually impressionable. Even more so when she’s in her dissociative state. Falling in and out of sleep, her head nods. “Yeah… dirty…” The girl mumbles as the tingling in her pussy grows. “…thinking bout this stuff with dad…” Her wet pussy has painted his cock with her lube. A sweet yawn. “…feels good…”

The man watches her drift back to sleep. His rubbing on her clit soothes her. “You look so pretty, sweetie.” He mutters, sliding himself down to her hole. She can’t hear him. Slowly and carefully, the man eases his cock into her wet pussy. The girl twitches when he’s halfway inside. Her eyes open for a moment when he’s deep in her cunt. “Daddy…?” A moment of clarity.

“Just a wet dream, kiddo.” He speaks softly, letting his cock rest inside her so as not to disturb his little girl. “You’re just dreaming. Close your eyes.” She glances down again. Her wet panties are pushed to the side. Her pussy is stretched out on her daddy’s cock. “…this dream again…?” A sweet kiss on her forehead, and she closes her eyes. “Yes honey, this dream again.”

As her breathing calms down, he starts to thrust. The slippery mess of her cunny lets him use her with just the right amount of resistance. “Daddy… stop… shouldn’t… be…” Her eyelids are still shut. He keeps thrusting. “It’s okay, it’s not real.” The man assures her as he stuffs her pussy. “…really…?” She tightens around his cock. “…okay then… I guess…” He can barely hear her voice. “…trust you, daddy.”

The girl sleeps through most of their encounter. The man is cautious to not disturb her too much. Her soft, wet cunt is easily able to make him cum, even with the gentle pace. Steady, slow, and deep, he finishes inside her. The wet, messy panties are slipped back over to cover her leaking pussy. The wet patch soaks all down to her bum.