Just For Personal Time

It may be my special day on my birthday but I have to thank my Mom and Dad for that, right? Especially my mom for everything she's done...

That's why as a good daughter after being spoiled all day I need to wait in their room all pretty. Have a bow wrapped around my chest, one in my hair, and another on my panties. A pretty gift for my parents to open and use.

Hearing them coo about how I'm such a pretty daughter for them. I was always their gift so they should enjoy me. Mom is the first to kiss me and the one that gets to pull open my pretty bow. Freeing my tits and getting to play with them as dad runs his hands up and down my thighs from behind.

Feeling Dad stick his hand into my panties and telling Mom how wet I am already. Well she may be our sweet little present but she's still the birthday girl. Mom chuckles and kisses me again, we can't focus on just us. I whine when dad pulls his hand out of my panties just to stick them in moms. Acting like you aren't equally wet...maybe even more, he teases her and pulls her into a kiss. I'm pinned between them as they kiss and try to grind on Dad's bulge.

Easy...we don't wanna rush our time. Dad says as he pulls away and grabs my hips. Give Daddy a kiss and then let's worship mama, he kisses me as Mom lays back on the bed. Spreading her legs for us as she watches us kiss. Panting we pull away and lay between her legs. Dad and I kiss her thighs and stomach until we get to her clothed cunt. Can I mom? I whine as I grab her panties, she nods. Of course you can, such a good daughter for asking. We taught her right, dad says as he watches me pull her panties down.

We settled down again, that cunt went through so much. Dad had to breed it so many times and then our precious gift came. Dad wraps an arm around me, pulling me closer, and pushing my face towards Mom's cunt. Give it some love, baby...show mom how thankful you are. I smile and nod before leaning in and kissing her clit. Just like that... Mom sighs and smiles, it's not just your day. I start sucking on her clit, looking up at her making sure I give her good pleasure. I watch her moan as Dad guides my face.

Dad leans down and our tongues touch as we both run them along her cunt. Moms hips jolt, we laugh as Dad holds her in place. We keep eating her out, sucking her clit, fucking her with our tongues until she's moaning so loud. She's shaking as she cums hard on our faces. Dad and I slurp her cum up then kiss, sharing her taste. Dad's turn! I giggle and softly push him back. Pulling down his boxers as mom joins me. Easy girls, I know daddy! I smile and lean down kissing his stomach.

He sighs as mom and I kiss his body. This cock did such a good job... Mom smiles at him and kisses his tip as I kiss his balls. Fuck... I can't have both of you on it if you both want me to breed you. Dad pants and moans as we take him into our mouth. Yes you can, you used to breed me for hours straight. Mom teases, I was younger. And? My dad can breed me...right? He moans and nods, I'll breed you. I'll breed my little girl all she wants. I smile and lick up his cock, kissing mom with the tip between our lips.

The birthday girl goes first, mom smiles and guides me onto my back. I giggle and nod as dad spreads my legs. Look at her so pretty... Dad sighs and taps his cock in my clit before pushing in. I moan and arch my back. Dad fucks me as Mom gropes my body, after a minute she settles down over me. I feel dad pull out of me and watch as mom moans over me. Her tits in my face and I suck on one as Dad fucks her.

I slowly wake up from my own moaning and whimpering and the intense sensation coming from between my legs.

'Da-ddy....' I whimper

'Yes babygirl', he says with his mouth full. 'mmmmm just relax baby, let Daddy make you feel good.'

Oh fuck the way he makes love with his mouth to my pussy is just heaven on earth. I am still half asleep and Daddy knows I love nothing more than to be woken up like this.

'Oh baby, Daddy loves your cute little pussy so much, you taste so goooood sweetie', as he dives in for more.

What seems to be hours of pleasure pass and I am absolutely overstimulated and in extacy when he comes up from between my legs and crawls on top of me. I wrap my arms around him and pull him closer while he softly slips his dick in.

'Ohhh Daddy....! Daddy it feels so g-ood......'

He kisses my fore head and my lips. 'Daddy knows baby, Daddy knows what his baby needs', as he rhythmycally starts pumping me slow and deep.

Locked in this embrace we seem to fuck for hours, tangled into one, one body, one movement, both in absolute bliss and extacy.

I can feel both our orgasms building and Daddy's grip becomes tighter, his breathing more eradicate.

Wait.........

As if someone turned on the light in a dark room, my sleepy and horny brains suddenly realises: I am ovulating!

'Daddy, we cant, you cant cum inside Daddy....'

He stays silent, his grip tightens even more, his full bodyweight on top of me, pumping in and out and in and out.

'Daddy!? We ca-' his hand covers my mouth while he stares deep into my eyes.

'Daddy knows baby, Daddy always knows baby. Daddy knows you better than you know yourself.'

I try to say something but cant as I stare back into his eyes with the look of horror.

He sees the look in my eyes, smiles and brings his mouth to my ear:'Daddy is going to fuck his fertile pussy baby, its Daddy's pussy, remember?

No, no, shhhhhh' as he starts thrusting harder and deeper.'Shhhhh baby, lay still for Daddy and be my good girl.'

He has got me pinned to the bed with nowhere to go, I make a feeble attempt to get him off of me but give up real fast because I know its in vain and tears start welling in my eyes while I vigorously try to shake my head, muffled sounds escape from under his hand.

"Baby you know Daddy only gets harder when you fight him, let me use you baby, let Daddy use that cute little pussy, aaaahhhhhh!'

I can feel his orgasm building and I know whats coming and start crying even harder. Oh fuck, Daddy cums so much. I have never seen a guy shoot so much cum and he is going to fuck all that into my belly and at the same time my body responds like mad to his impending orgasm.

'Ohhh yes, you love this dont you little whore?' He smirks.

'Look at me. I said look at me!'

My teary, cum hungry screaming eyes meet his gaze....

'Ohhhhh baby, look at you! Goooood girl, oh baby Daddy is going to breed you so, so good baby! Daddy is gonna fill up your belly with all his thick hot seed and Daddy is going to give you such a pretty bump bab,y oh you're gonna be so pretty!!'

His cock is now hitting my sweet spot and I cant help but moan and pant, almost cumming.

'Thats it baby, thats it, cum for Daddy! Daddy is gonna cum now baby, fuck fuck FUUUUCK oh FUUUUUUUCK YES SUCH A GOOD LITTLE WHORE!'

As we both collapse into eachother with and there is no more him or I, but us, as one.

As soon as my orgasm fades I start crying uncontrollably. 'No Daddy nooooooo, you werent supposed to do this! No! I dont want a bu-uuuump.'

'Shhhhh sweetie', as he gently wipes the hair out of my face and the tears from my cheeks.

'You know this is what we are doing now baby. I know you need some time adjusting, and thats okay, Daddy is going to help you with that. Daddy is going to do his part and take such good care of you baby, really he will. And baby is going to to her part and be Daddy's good little breeding whore.'

His dick is still inside of me, he is still on top of me, and again I start crying.

'Here baby, Daddy knows what you need.' he starts moving his hips again. 'Shhh baby, just feel Daddy, doesnt that feel good?'

Fuck.

He is already so hard again and this stupid body of mine cant seem to get in line with my head.

'There there baby, Daddy knows what a hungry little cumslut you are. Daddy is so happy with you sweetie, you are Daddy's perfect little cumdump.'

His trusting becomes more determined, so does his voice.

'No Daddy told you he was going to breed his baby, didnt he? Look at me, didnt he?' I nod...'Good girl. See, you're my good girl arent you? Now Daddy is not done yet. Daddy knows you are fertile and it is driving Daddy insane baby.....and Daddy has a lot more cum to give and you're gonna take it all, like a good girl, now arent you?

Arent you???'

'Ye-s Da-ddy......'I cry out.

'Gooooood fucking girl', he growls. 'Oh baby, Daddy's is going to fuck his baby deep into your fertile little belly, yeah baby, cry, cry for Daddy! Ohhh fffffuck girl you get me so hard when you cry, here it comes, here it comes! Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh ffffffuuuck yes baby, fuck this pussy feels good!'

As he collapses on top of me.

'You...are an asshole!' I say to him....

He gets off of me, walks to to closet and takes out a diaper.

'Yes I am baby. Now get your hips up, Daddy is putting you in fluffie. You're gonna keep that deep inside your belly, unless you want Daddy to hit you untill you do?'

I shake my head.

'Good girl'.' He puts me in the fluffie, pulls the blankets back over me.

My parents separated when I was 16 years old. Not a great headspace for a young, eager, newly-sexually-active girl, right? Couldn’t they have waited? Of course not, my mom was a fucking bitch and I can’t believe my dad hung on as long as he did. Anyway, yeah, my mom left and went to live with her dad because her own mom had died like a year and a half before that and my dad kept the house so I stayed with my dad, mostly. 

In some ways this was great. There were basically no rules for me anymore, and I stayed out late and I brought my boyfriend into the house late at night and fucked him fully naked in my bed, which was a luxury most 16 year olds could not even IMAGINE. I also smoked weed in my room and my dad didn’t notice or didn’t care. It was probably the second thing. Because in some ways, yeah, it was bad. Immediately I found myself as the domestic head of household. I was cooking. I was cleaning. I was doing laundry. My dad was very appreciative, and that felt good, but also it was a lot. I also had homework and I was so horny that I was masturbating a few times a day and I needed like, a lot of time for that.

And my dad was drinking. Like, a lot. Like, he’d fall asleep in a chair in front of the TV and eventually I decided that was too sad, and then several nights a week I was like, dragging him into his bedroom and putting him on the bed and taking his shoes and pants off. Did I need to take his pants off? I don’t know. It felt like I should. I guess maybe I was being kind of a freak about because yeah, sometimes his dick would pop out and I would put his dick back in his boxers with my hand. And I didn’t mind doing that. For some reason that was a kind of domesticity that appealed to me.

I know what you are thinking: I bet this bitch has not had a lot of healthy relationships. True! 

And also like, this was sometimes late at night after I myself had gotten ready for bed so sometimes I’d be in my underwear, and sometimes I’d just lay down on the bed next to him for a while because I was tired and sometimes I’d fall asleep there. And sometimes we’d wake up in the morning in the same bed and he would smile at me and I liked that. So sue me, OK?

When I went to visit my mom at her dad’s house, I wasn’t exactly getting a counterargument. My mom had assumed the role of her own mom at his house, and was even often wearing a lot of her mom’s vintage dresses. That is, when she was dressed. In the mornings my mom would come out of the shower with wet hair in her underwear and stand around and talk to me and my grandpa like that. And it wasn’t like, mom underwear. She’d be in a see-thru bra and a thong. And sometimes her dad would be moving around her in the kitchen and he’d put both his hands on her waist to move her slightly and I would watch my mom convulse a little from her clit outward and I would too. So you know, it was genetic. 

And one time after I’d pulled my drunk dad into his bed and pulled his pants off, I’d laid down next to him and he’d hooked his hand into the side strap of my panties and slept like that, holding them, and I quite liked that feeling. So sue me.

The first time I can think of that my dad actually saw me naked was one random afternoon when my boyfriend and I had cut school to go to my house and fuck, and I’d just been fucked very well, I’d cum on his cock twice in one session, again, unheard of for a 16 year old, and I was going to go downstairs for some water because I was very thirsty from cumming twice, and I opened my bedroom door and he was there, standing in the hallway, and I was completely naked because I had not planned on seeing anyone other than my boyfriend, and I froze and literally felt a glob of cum drop out of my pussy but I don’t think he noticed, I think he was staring at my boobs.

Here’s something nice for me: my tits are way bigger than my mom’s. I got my mom’s slender frame and I got my paternal grandmother’s big naturals. My tits are the kind of big that when I am wearing a bra you don’t necessarily notice just how BIG they are, and so I think it was really registering for my dad for the first time what a tit-haver his daughter was. He didn’t say anything and then he said, “you’re naked,” and I said, “that’s true, but that’s OK, right?” and he said, “of course.” And he went to his room. And I got water, and then I went back to my bedroom, closed the door, and fucked my boyfriend again, and came twice again.

The boyfriend went home that afternoon, and for some reason (I was horny still) I decided that if it was OK that I was naked, it was OK that I was naked, and I just went downstairs where my dad now was, still naked, and I asked him how his day was. And he pretty openly stared at my tits and I think probably noticed my bush for the first time. And he asked me if I was high and I was honest and I said yes. He seemed to decide that this was why I was naked and relaxed a little. And he told me about his day and then he also asked my why I had a bush. I said what do you mean why, it grows there, and he said most women shave, he mentioned that my mom always shaved, which I knew. “I guess I wanted to be different,” I said. “Why does it look bad?”

“No no no,” he said. “You look wonderful and classy and womanly.”

I liked that. So the next morning when I came downstairs for coffee I came downstairs in just a t-shirt with my bush out. And that night, my dad was drunk again, and I brought him to his bed and I undressed him and then I took off my underwear and I threw them on the floor and I fell asleep on his bed next to him fully bottomless. 

I woke up in the morning with his hand on my bare ass. He stirred, and seemed to notice, and apologized. “God, I thought you were — I thought you were your mother,” he said embarrassed. 

“It’s OK,” I told him. “It felt nice, your hand was very warm.” I hopped off his bed with my ass facing him and looked around for my panties and bent over in a very strategic way — showing something but not everything — and then pulled them on. “Did you take your panties off last night?” he asked.

“Yeah I forgot I wasn’t in my bed,” I said. “I usually sleep without them in my bed.” This was a lie, by the way. When I turned and looked at him after putting them on I noticed that he was definitely hard, which made me feel kind of dizzy in a good way.

That weekend, and this was actually just after I turned 17, I visited my mom again, and it was very hot and beautiful and I decided it would be a fun idea to sunbathe in the backyard in my panties and nothing else. My grandpa was the first one to see me out there, and said, in a jovial way “Wow look at you!” He told me I’d become a beautiful woman and he’d barely noticed the transition. I said thank you, and he stood there talking to me until my mom came out and told me to put my tits away. “Oh she’s fine,” my grandpa said. “The neighbors will be delighted.” 

“Fine,” my mom said, “I’ll get a little sun too.” And she pulled her dress over her head, and she was not wearing a bra or panties. My grandpa grinned even bigger and said, “Still the most beautiful woman in my life.” That relaxed her a bit, and when we went inside for a drink that afternoon, neither of us put more clothing on. I noted that my mom had kept up her shaving despite, as far as I knew, not having any sexual contact. 

At one point my mom was upstairs and my grandfather looked at me and looked at my tits and said, “Your mother looks just like her mother did when she was the same age. You, not so much.”

“True,” I said. “At least in the hair, tits and pussy department.” My mom had chin-length blonde hair. I had dark brown hair down to my lower back.

“What’s different in the… pussy department?” he said, genuinely quizzically but also definitely willing to be dirty with me. I pulled down the front of my panties and showed him my quite-full bush.

“Lovely,” he said. “Your grandmother always had a nice little topiary too. But I don’t mind your mother’s method.”

“Do you see mom’s pussy often?” I asked wryly.

“She’s not shy,” he said. “I like that.”

“I’m not shy around my dad either.”

“You’re both good girls,” he said. “Good, subservient, pretty girls.”

That night I remember my mom drew a bath, and she was in there with the door open, and at one point I went by and her dad was standing in there talking to her. She was laying there in the water, on her back, her legs apart. I thought, if there’s not substantial bubble cover in there, she’s showing him her cunt. So I went in to, pretending to ask a question about what she was doing tomorrow, and she didn’t move. She just kept laying there and I looked into the water and basically saw my mother’s pussy more clearly than I’d even seen my own. I was pretty impressed.

The next time I was home with my dad and he had been drunk and I’d put him to bed and I’d gone to sleep next to him bottomless and woken up with his hand on my ass — the next time that happened, which was a few days later, when I bent down to get my panties off the floor I let him see everything.

And he responded the way you’d want him to — he groaned a little and said wow. And I turned shyly and said, “oh god, did I just flash you with everything?” and he laughed and he said, “yeah I saw everything,” and I said, “that’s so embarrassing” and he said, “not embarrassing when it’s that beautiful.” And I blushed and fled the room.

And then there was a little distance between us, because one afternoon I invited my boyfriend and his best friend Robbie over, and I parked myself between their cocks. My boyfriend fucked me while I sucked Robbie’s cock, and then they switched, and then they switched again. And I was pretty messy and horny and wild by this second switch, and that was when my dad walked in. And he told the boys to get out, and he told me that what I was doing was not very ladylike, and then he left my room. 

We didn’t talk about it. I was fully dressed around him for weeks, only getting my little exhibitionist thrills out in front of my grandfather — at this point me and my mom were basically fully naked around his house all the time. In some ways it kind of bonded us. We both knew we were eager attention whores and we respected that about each other.

One night my dad was drunk as usual, and he finally made a comment. He said something resentful about how since my mom left he hadn’t gotten laid and meanwhile I was slutting it up all over town.

“If you want to get laid so bad why don’t you just fuck me?” I asked him.

“You’d love that, wouldn’t you?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said. 

And he grabbed me and bent me over the kitchen counter and pulled my hair. I said, “ow, fuck!” and he told me to shut up, and then he slapped my ass. I was in short shorts, and I responded by yanking them down. I didn’t unbutton the front, so they took my panties with them. He slapped my bare ass, and I said, “fuck yes,” and he laughed and he said, “you really like this, don’t you?” and I turned around and kissed him on the lips and said, “yes daddy.” So he slapped my ass again, and again, and I yelped encouragement, and he got my ass nice and red and then laughed and went over to his chair and collapsed into it and said, “sorry, i’m drunk.”

I kicked the shorts and panties off and climbed into his lap. His eyes widened. “Don’t be sorry,” I said. “Just don’t be a fucking faggot.” 

“You’re a little brat,” he told me.

“I know, right?” I said.

“How does your pussy taste?” he asked me.

“Probably like mom’s, only better,” I said.

And he lifted me up, his strong hands under my thighs, to put my cunt in his face. He licked me, just once, and put me down. “Delicious,” he told me. “Go to bed.”

“You can’t just do that to me and tell me to go to bed,” I said. “I have to fucking cum now.”

He laughed. “So cum. I know you do that to yourself plenty. I hear your vibrator all the time.”

“Come in and help me next time,” I said.

“What got into you?” he said. “You can’t act like this.”

“Oh come on,” I said. “You know mom is over at her dad’s house sucking his dick every night.”

He laughed. “You know, you’re probably right.”

I could feel his hard cock in his pants. My pussy was pushing right up against it. I ventured a few playful thrusts. “You’re going to stain my jeans with your wet little cunt.”

“So take them off,” I said, reaching for his belt. He stood up, carrying my body. I went limp. He carried me up to my room and threw me onto my bed. I landed with a grunt. “Go to bed, you little hussy.”

And he left me there.

In the morning, I expected him to be apologetic. I went downstairs in a tank top and white panties. He saw me and grinned. I went into the kitchen with him and started pouring coffee, and he slapped my ass hard. “Do you really think your mom is blowing her dad?”

“I don’t know, but she’s naked all the time over there.”

“She has a great body.”

“She’s still shaving her pussy.”

“I like the bush better now,” he said. “You converted me.”

“Aw, really?” I said. He pulled the front of my panties down and let his fingers rest in my bush.

“Yeah,” he said. 

I reached forward and wrapped my hand around his cock over his boxers. I was shocked by how thick it felt in my hand. He laughed. We stood there with our hands on each other. I started to stroke. 

“Fuck,” he said.

It felt like I won the lottery as he allowed me to pull his boxers down and keep stroking. When I had him in my hand nice and hard, I naturally got on my knees. I didn’t even feel myself do it. Suddenly his cock was at eye level. Was I going to do this? I tried. He took my face and held me by the chin. He stuck his thumb in my mouth, which I sucked eagerly. He lifted me back up to my feet. “You’re not going to let me take care of that for you?” I asked.

“No,” he said. He went into the bathroom and closed and locked the door.

When he came out, I went in, and looked at his cum in the sink. There was so much of it.

Our relationship degraded from there. He started cumming in that sink all the time, there was always cum all over the fucking sink. I think he wanted me to clean it up. In retaliation I started masturbating with my panties on and then leaving the soaked panties on the floor all over the house. He left them there. He seemed to like it.

One day, I was leaving to go out with some friends and I was in a very short skirt. He told me it was too short, he could see my panties. “I can fix that,” I said. I took my panties off and stuck them in his hand and left. Going commando really paid off for me — at the movies my boyfriend started fingering me, and my best friend, on the other side of him, watched and started quite visibly shifting in her seat. I took her hand and put it between my legs with his hand and she sighed very contentedly as she touched me. 

When I got home, my panties were in the sink covered in cum. I pulled them out, put them on, and went into his room in only the messy panties to ask if he needed anything before bed.

He patted his lap, so I got on top of him, pulled the panties aside, and started touching myself.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Getting wet so you can fuck me,” I explained. 

He rolled me off of him onto the bed. I kept touching.

“Are you high?” he asked.

“Are you drunk?” I asked.

“A little,” he said.

“Too drunk to get hard?”

“No.”

“So prove it.”

He pulled his cock out and started stroking it. I reached over to help. He smacked my hand away the first time, but when I moved and went in with my mouth, he didn’t stop me.

“Good god woman,” he said as I sucked and licked his tip playfully. “Oh fuck.”

“You have such a big fucking cock,” I said gratefully.

He took my head and pushed it down on his shaft. “Shut up,” he said.

I made a muffled sound of protest but didn’t resist. He fucked my face for a few thrusts and then released me. I gagged a little. 

“Do you think it would fit in my little cunt?” I asked.

“That’s not a ladylike word.”

“I’m not ladylike,” I said. “I’m a teenage whore and I want to be punished.”

He took me and threw my body over his lap and started spanking me, hard. I yelped in protest and rolled away from it. I fell off the bed. He laughed at me.

“Fuck you,” I said, and left.

Again, in the morning, I expected something more reserved. But when he came into the kitchen where I stood, he yanked my pajama pants down and said, “you’ve got some nice little ass bruises.”

“You should kiss it and make it feel better,” I said.

And he got down on his knees behind me, so naturally I bent forward to give him access to my pussy. He stuck his tongue in my pussy quite roughly. I gasped but pushed harder against his face. He licked me a few times, enough to make me moan, and then he stood up and I felt his cock against my ass through his boxers, and then heard him pull  his boxers down. “Yes daddy,” I cooed, as he took his tip and guided it into me. I pushed myself back on his shaft as quickly as I could manage, pulling myself as wide as I could without falling over. He grunted in satisfaction, feeling my cunt wrap around him. He pushed in once and the withdrew again, laughing. I fell to the floor.

“Don’t hold back on me,” I said, frantically touching myself.

“Go fuck your loser boyfriend,” he said.

“At least just fucking cum on me,” I begged.

He granted me that. He stood over me, stroking himself, and unloaded onto my thighs and pussy and shirt, practically cumming on demand. I moaned my thanks as I made myself cum on the kitchen floor.

Slutty women seem to have a sense of each other and the lines they are crossing, I have found. And when I went to visit my mom next, early one Saturday morning, she regarded me with a preternatural sense of my transgressions. 

“Having fun with your father?” she asked me at one point.

“He’s a tease,” I said sadly. 

She laughed at that. “Never was for me.”

“I guess I need to work harder. How’s your dad?”

“I don’t do enough for him,” she said.

“Can I help?”

She looked at me wryly. 

“Where is he?” I asked, a very loaded question.

“Still sleeping,” she said.

“Let’s go give him a nice way to wake up,” I said.

We giggled at ourselves as we each stripped completely naked by his bedroom door. What exactly we were going to do felt unclear, but it also felt like everything was on the table. We opened his door and each slipped into his bed on either side of him, under his covers. He was naked.

“Good morning daddy,” my mother cooed in his ear. He looked over at her, and then at me, and laughed. “Such good girls,” he said.

“You have no idea,” she said, and I realized she had her hand wrapped around his shaft, so I reached over to find them. 

“No, I do,” he said, letting her begin to stroke. “I tell everyone what a lucky man I am to have such pretty girls in my life.”

He was getting hard, so now there was enough room for both of our hands on his shaft. We giggled as our fists collided. We got on a more cooperative rhythm. 

I felt his rough hand on my thigh and I moved my body closer to accept him — seconds later, I watched my mom do the same thing. He was touching us both. It was thrilling. I repositioned myself in a way that allowed me to fuck his fingers slowly while I stroked, and as I propped myself up on one elbow, he looked over at my tits affectionately.

“She has such a nice rack,” my mom said. That felt nice. 

Before long we were not talking. My mother and I naturally aligned our breathing and our movements. I watched her thrust against his hand just as I thrust against the other hand. Every time we made eye contact, it was like we were timing our potential orgasm. He was very hard. Not as long as my dad, and so I was really just moving back and forth on his base as my mother worked the shaft. 

“Just like that daddy,” she told him. “I’m gonna fucking cum.”

“Me too,” I said, and we somewhat neglected his cock for the next 45 seconds or so as we worked desperately to cum at the same time. It worked, and he giggled hysterically as we each released. 

Collapsing closer to his body, I moved his blankets aside and went down with my mouth. My mother watched me suck for a moment and then gently pulled my hair. I moved aside and watched her take over. He moaned his approval, and as I knelt watching them, he ran his hand back and forth across my bush.

When my mom pulled back for a moment, I returned to stroking and sucking his cock, but I knew what was coming next was for her. I moved to the side as she mounted him. I watched her guide his cock inside her pussy and I smiled at her as he pushed all the way in. “Fuck,” she said. “Oh my fucking god.”

“You feel so incredible,” he told her. 

She started to cum again on maybe her fifth thrust, and he took that as his cue to release inside of her. They both groaned and gasped and I moaned excitedly along with them. She continued to fuck his cock hard for a few seconds, and then lifted off. His wet shaft crumpled out along with a gush of their juices. She collapsed on the bed in shock. 

He told us we were such good girls as we retreated, nude, from his room, and went into my mom’s room and sat on her bed.

“How did it feel?” I asked her.

“Perfect,” she said. “Like it was exactly where I belonged.”

“I get it,” I said.

“Fuck, I really hope my mom saw that in hell,” she said, laughing. 

“You looked so hot,”

“We’re both so hot,” she said. “Good for us.”

“I know,” I said.

We were naked all day. I stuck around all weekend, which led to a repeat performance on Saturday night. Again, I used my hands and my mouth, but let my mom use her pussy.

This time, he lost his erection halfway through, and so we endeavored to recover it, sucking his cock together, and then, when that didn’t seem to work, touching each other while kneeling over him. It felt good to feel her fingers around my pussy, working my clit the exact way I liked it to be worked. It got him nice and hard again, and my mom rode him until she came, and then asked for his cum on her skin. I helped him jerk off onto her pussy and stomach. 

We all slept in that bed, and in the morning when I woke up, I could feel his erection against my ass. I pushed myself closer and guided him in. He reached around to touch my clit while he pushed slowly into me, and for a moment I was lost in ecstasy. Then I felt her coming around to my side of the bed. She moved the blankets aside so she could look at him slowly pushing into me, and then brought her mouth close and began to lick my clit while he fucked me. It felt so incredibly good, I was babbling incoherently by the time I had an orgasm. And when I finished, she rolled him away from me and got on  top of him again. I decided to return the favor, resting my head on his stomach while I licked her clit. We both liked how dirty this felt. He kept calling us good girls, and he finished inside of her and I could taste it. 

My mom and I barely talked after, just kept giggling when we saw each other. We felt like gods. 

I went home on Sunday afternoon and my dad was in his chair in the living room. I took my panties off under my skirt in front of him and climbed into his lap. He sat there and let me work his dick out of his jeans and start stroking it. I think he could feel my determination. He reached for my shirt, so I took it off and unhooked my bra and put my tits right in his face as I lowered myself down onto his cock and wrapped my pussy around it. I bounced really slowly at first so I could grip him as hard as possible, but when he grabbed my ass and started moving my faster, I let it happen. “Oh my god,” I said. “Oh my fucking god.”

“You’re so tight,” he said, and it made me cum. As I gasped and moaned and bounced wildly, I felt his fingers grip hard around both asscheeks and involuntarily I gasped, “don’t cum inside me, don’t cum inside me!”

“Too late, slut,” he said. 

“Oh daddy,” I sighed, unable to hide my elation. “Oh, daddy.”

I stayed on top of him for a while, feeling him drip out of me. Finally I went to the bathroom and collapsed on the floor of the shower for a while, letting the water hit me, my skirt still up around my stomach. 

This is a very old one, but I haven’t posted anything in such a long time, so… I wanted to write more for this, but I think it works as it is. :)

Tags: Daddy/daughter, incest, drugged, dub-con, somnophilia, impregnation, pregnant sex

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The night Mary confided in him was a bad night. He was more than shocked that his daughter wanted to have sex with her boyfriend of two months. Certainly, she was 18 and old enough to decide for herself, but the thought of her being fucked by that ‘boy’ Brian made his insides churn.

Yet, he listened to her shy questions, explained (in as least words as possible) how to satisfy a man. He even promised her to get the condoms, having no idea how it happened. Her big, pleading green eyes must have had something to do with it.

He could never resist her. Not when she’s been a baby, not now that she was a young woman.

He kept postponing the inevitable, claimed he had forgotten to fetch the condoms before he left his pharmacy. But the disappointed look in her lovely eyes and the pouting of her full pink lips pained him. He knew he would give in soon, give her the condoms and then hear her moans and the squeaking springs of the bed at night when she made love with that loser.

It was the next time he saw them together when he realized something shocking and most troublesome. Brian had come over for dinner as he did sometimes and there was nothing out of the ordinary. It was them giggling and laughing and then outside in the garden holding hands when it hit him: He wanted Mary all to himself! In every way possible.

Since this thought had crossed his mind, he stopped seeing her as a daughter. The girl in front of his eyes had vanished and instead he noticed her curvy hips, her full ass cheeks, her long tanned legs and her firm B-cup tits. Every night since that fatal change in their relationship (which she wasn’t even aware of), he would masturbate thinking of her, his wife lying next to him in the bed, sleeping.

Since his early twenties he hadn’t been so horny and he couldn’t stop wanking thinking about ravishing his daughter’s sweet little pussy.

He wanted her bad.

That’s when he started to drug her. Having a pharmacy made it all so easy. He just slipped a sleeping pill into her dinner or her drink when Mum wasn’t looking and then he had all night to play with her.

As soon as he was sure his wife was sleeping, he jumped out of bed and went into Mary’s room, locking the door behind him. He took his time admiring her after he pulled back the blanket, before he started to push up her night gown. And her panties down.

Gosh, how he loved that first whiff of her completely shaved cunt (he had recommended her shaving it all. Of course she had done what he had told her) when he spread her legs.

He knew every inch perfectly by now. Knew that nipping at her clit would drench her cunt within a minute. Her juices flew easily and he loved it. Sometimes he spent a full hour just licking her so wet her juices would soak the sheets. And her taste! Good heavens, he couldn’t get enough!

When he ate her out at night, he thought about Brian and how jealous he would be if  he could see him getting everything she was still denying him. He wondered how he would react if he knew that her father made her come at night at least three times only by using his skilled tongue and fingers.

„Brian will never be as good to you as I am, baby“, he liked to whisper in her ear when he was hovering above her, his pulled out and fully erect cock rubbing along her drenched bald cunt, soaking his shaft in her juices. “I know what your little pussy needs, baby. It craves my tongue and my fingers, and most of all my big fat cock. Oh, how your puffy cunt wants him to tear her apart, baby. I can feel it”, he whispered and let the tip of his tongue slide over Mary’s lush lips.

“But tell you what. When the time comes and I fuck you, and I will, baby, then you will be wide awake, begging for my cock.”

No, he never fucked her when she was sleeping. He wanted to, of course, his cock aching for her tight virgin hole, but he was in control of himself. And he found other ways to enjoy himself, like rubbing through her cunt, or fucking her mouth slowly before squirting all over her face or tits. He especially loved doing this, covering her in his cum, marking her his own. He did clean her up before he left, of course, but he liked to lay beside her for a while, watching his semen sticking to her wonderful body, imagining her tongue flicking out and licking it off her lips.

The mornings after those sessions were very amusing, for Mary always came into the kitchen with a big smile on her face. Her mother had noticed her sudden improved mood, too. Obviously, cumming over and over again was uplifting the teen spirit. He should share this advise with other daddies: If your teen daughter is being bitchy, just lick her sweet virgin cunt until she cums.  

^w^

He had been able to postpone the day for a couple of weeks, but the day came when Mary stood before him, holding up a package of condoms, her lovely cheeks blushed.

“When will you do it?” he asked her then, his voice hoarse.

“Tomorrow. He wants to take me to his parents’ summer house for the weekend.”

He could only nod, not trusting his voice.

Only one night left to pretend she was his…

He slipped her the pill and snug into her room as usual. He pushed the night gown over her breasts and pulled down her panties, the tasks so familiar and dear to him.

Then he took his time caressing her, kissing her on the lips and all over her body. He closed his mouth around one nipple and sucked at it lovingly until it pebbled and was pushing against the tip of his tongue.

“God, how I love your firm tits, baby”, he breathed against her warm skin and claimed the other nipple, teasing it as well.

While he worked his way down her body, he shimmied down his pants and freed his already hard and aching cock.

“And your flat little belly”, he whispered as he pressed open-mouthed kisses to her tummy, his tongue circling around the belly button. A whiff of her already wet cunt filled his nose and he let out a growl, the tip of his tongue sliding down over her bald mound as he spread her legs wide open.

“God, your cunt, baby!” he moaned and pressed his face into her hot flesh, already drenched in her juices from his attentions. “So fucking sweet”, he murmured while plowing his tongue through her slit, “so fucking hot”, he growled and let his tongue flicker over her swollen cherry, enjoying the wet sounds it made, “so fucking wet for daddy”, he moaned and pushed his tongue deep into her tight virgin hole, rubbing the walls and licking off the juice. His babygirl came and he grunted when her channel started convulsing and tried to suck his tongue deeper into it.

“Oh, baby. You’re so fucking beautiful. I wish you were mine to fuck, all day and night. I’d never stop fucking you, babygirl. I’d give you so many orgasms you couldn’t get a single word out of that sweet little mouth of yours.”

He lifted himself up to hover over her and pushed his juice covered tongue past her sensual lips. While he kissed her, he curled his fingers around his cock and started pumping, debating inwardly where he should shoot his load.

His head nudged the hot, wet flesh of her pussy and he growled into her mouth.

He knew where he wanted to put his cum. Where it fucking belonged: Into the tight little cunt of his daughter.

Something primal and animalistic stirred in him then, the love he felt for his daughter being tainted with the hunger to possess.

“God, baby…I want you so fucking bad”, he pressed through gritted teeth as he rubbed his cock faster.

“I don’t want that bastard to have you. You’re mine. Mine. I made you. I own you and that sweet little cunt.”

He pumped his dick hard now, panting against his daughter’s parted lips. He looked down at her serene face and the beast inside him told him what to do.

“Yeah,” he breathed and guided his pulsating cock to her pussy, wetting the tip with her juices before he pushed against the little entrance, “I will breed you, Mary. Only my babies will fill that hungry teenage womb of yours.”

He bit back a loud growl when he slowly pushed his fat dick into his daughter’s pussy, throwing back his head when her tight walls closed around his head.

“You’re so fucking tight, baby. Daddy loves it. Daddy loves your cunt.”

He pushed further and further, a shiver running up his spine as he felt her walls stretch for his cock. There was nothing he wanted more than to just slam his length into her, but he knew he couldn’t rip her hymen apart or the plan his lust-clouded mind had formed would be endangered.

He would let Brian have her cherry, he would let him fuck her. And when they were done, they would find that there had been a hole in their condom. Mary would be pregnant and Brian would be out of the picture (he knew his parents. They would do everything to get their son out of this mess) and he would have his daughter to himself again.

Ah, yes, marvelous! Perfect solution. All he had to do now was to get his daughter pregnant…

Another growl urged from his throat when he felt the little barrier a third-way inside Mary’s cunt. Acting on instinct he pushed against it, but restrained himself. He was content for the moment with pushing in and out, watching his head appear and disappear in his daughters soaked, pink cunt. This lovely sight and the tight, massaging walls drove him to the edge within a minute.

“Oh yes, baby, I’m there. It’ll happen. I’ll give you my seed in a second. You’ll be carrying my child while everyone will think it’s that loser’s. Only I’ll know it’s mine, baby. As are you. Both mine..Gnnnghh!”

With a suppressed scream he pushed his head into her one last time and shot off  his load. A quick hand darted down and he rubbed his daughter’s clit furiously, causing loud wet sounds to fill her room.

“Come on, baby, cum for Daddy…suck my semen into your fertile teenage womb, my little baby slut.”

He suckled her tit while he pushed in and out of her, ejaculating more and more cum into her. Then, oh heaven, he felt another orgasm ripple through her and he let out a growl when her walls started pumping on his cock.

“Good, baby! Yes, good girl!” he panted and when he was all spilled, he pulled out and lifted her bottom high into the air, watching her still clenching hole as his semen wandered further into her cervix.

With a satisfied moan he cupped her cunt with his mouth and lapped through her slit, teasing the clit to prolong her climax as much as possible.

When it was all done, he gently laid her hips back on the bed. He looked at her lovingly and caressed her beautiful young body with his large hands, massaged her wonderful breasts fondly before he rubbed her drenched little cunt one last time. He bent over her while he did so and whispered into her ear: “Next time, my sweet babygirl, you’ll be awake.”

Gently, he put her panties back on with a parting kiss on her puffy pussy lips and covered his daughter with her blanket.

“I love you, Mary”, he whispered and placed a sweet kiss on her forehead before he left the room.

^w^

Call it luck, call it fate, but his plan worked out perfectly. He was able to pinch a hole into the condoms she had bought and he was standing at the ajar door while Brian deflowered his Mary rather clumsily. He had almost burst into the room when she had cried out in pain as her hymen had been ripped apart and he had just continued to hammer into her, too overwhelmed to control his lust. Mary had cried for the rest of the brief act before he had cum inside her and broke down on her a second later.

Because of this pathetic act alone he wasn’t sad about throwing out his ass a couple of weeks later when they would stand before them and tell him and his wife that Mary was pregnant.

With Brian being out of the picture as predicted, Mary became almost depressive. She really had loved this guy and a part of him felt very ashamed for what he had done. But it was all for the greater good, he told himself, and started to do everything to cheer her up. No new phone, laptop or trip could do, though. It took her daddy a while to realize that she needed comfort more than anything.

It happened on a day when her mum was out grocery shopping. He stepped into her room (where she spent most of the time these days), and laid down beside her in her bed like he had done so many times before, only difference now that she was awake.

She tensed when he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her back against his chest, but when he placed tender little kisses on her neck, she let out a sigh and relaxed against him.

“He’s an idiot”, he softly began and his hand started to stroke her, gently wandering down her thigh and up to her shoulder in long, lazy strokes.

“You’re the most wonderful girl in the world”, he continued and placed a kiss just below her ear.

A part of him hoped that she subconsciously remembered him doing this to her when she had been sleeping.

“Every guy would be lucky to have you.”

His lips lingered at her ear, brushing her sensitive earlobe. Very pleased, he noted how she shivered. His hand carefully snaked under her shirt and pushed down her leggings. Mary tensed up, but when her daddy started rubbing her tummy, she relaxed again.

“This is your baby, Mary. Your wonderful, sweet baby. It’ll be all yours”, ‘and mine’, he added silently, “and no one can take him or her away from you. I’ll be there for you. You won’t be alone, baby.”

“I know, daddy”, she replied in a soft hush and cuddled against him, her bum melting against his pelvis.

“What would you like, baby? A boy or a girl?” he asked her casually while his cock twitched in excitement, rubbing against her ass cheek. His fingers wandered lower, beneath her belly button, only the tips grazing the beginning of her pubic mound.

“I don’t care, as long as it’s healthy”, Mary replied. She had her eyes closed and tilted her head, letting out a little begging sigh like she had done when she’d been a little girl. With a smirk he bent down and placed more tender kisses on her long swan neck.

He wrapped his other arm around her now, pulling her into the save cocoon that was his strength and warmth.

“My sweet little babygirl”, he whispered into her ear and placed a kiss on her earlobe, causing her to sigh.

“I’m not your baby anymore. I’ll be a mum, soon”, she protested weakly, clearly dozing off.

“You’ll always be my babygirl”, he whispered into her ear and gently pressed his half-erect cock against her full ass.

“Even when your belly and breasts will be swollen”, he added and a pleased shiver ran down his spine as the mental picture entered his mind.

His cock swiftly swelled to its full size and he worried that she would notice, for it was clearly pressing against her fine ass.

Either she was too far gone already or she didn’t care. Both reasons were fine with him. Very slowly, with his eyes trained on her serene profile, he let his fingertips brush down her belly button again. She stirred a little, so he returned to kissing her neck again, his fingers pausing. His heart was beating against his chest. He was so hard. He wanted her.

His fingers moved a little lower and he bit back a moan when he felt her bald mound. She still kept it clean shaven, his little angel.

How he missed the taste of her sweet little pussy! He hungered for a bit of her wonderful juice.

Placing another kiss right on the soft spot beneath her earlobe, he spread his fingers and moved the middle finger further down, listening to her regular breathing. Biting his lips, he let the middle finger slide even further until he reached the beginning of her so familiar pussy lips, feeling the little dip between them.

“Oh, baby”, he couldn’t help but whisper as he started to gently rub the tip of his finger through the little dip between her lips, very careful not to stir her awake. But he was needy, lord help him. His cock was rock hard and pressing against his daughter’s ass so demanding. Forgetting all the danger, he let the finger slide in between her hot folds until it nudged her clit. Mary let out a sigh.

“It’s okay, baby. Sleep”, he whispered quickly and very gently started to circle her little cherry.

“I’ll just make you feel a little better, my angel. Daddy is here, don’t worry.”

“Daddy…” she whispered and to his shock and joy, she pressed her bum against his cock. He had to suppress a growl.

Some part of her did remember all the beautiful things he had done to her, he thought happily as he pushed against her clit. Then his finger wandered lower and he almost jubilated when he felt the familiar moist on his fingertip.

“Daddy made you horny, baby”, he whispered into her ear and, being braver now, slowly plowed through her slit, up and down, spreading the juice and circling her clit again.

“You want your daddy’s cock”, he breathed into her ear and rubbed his length against the warm, soft cheek of her ass.

“Do you want me to give it to you, baby? You want your daddy to fuck you?” he asked his slumbering daughter, the wet noises of his finger flickering over her swelling little cherry filling the room.

“Yes”, that sweet little angel in his arms whispered back and he nearly came then and there.

What a daughter he had been blessed with!

His hand was trembling when he pulled it out of her leggings to push it and her panties down. It was difficult to move slow, but he knew he had to. If he would be very lucky, his daughter would wake up when his cock was already deep inside her.

Breathing heavily, he rolled the fabric down her creamy skin, exposing more and more of her ass.

He had her pants halfway down her ass when he heard the door downstairs open.

Shit! His wife!

Carefully, but as fast as possible he readjusted her clothing and untangled himself from his sleeping daughter. He had just enough time to cover her with her blanket before he left the room and hurried into the bathroom to jerk off into the sink.

^w^

After the frustrating end of a rather promising start, he couldn’t wait to have another alone-time with his pregnant daughter. Unfortunately, his wife was buzzing around her almost constantly, advising her about pregnancy 24/7. Both him and Mary were sick of it. The wife didn’t notice, though, so she chirped on and on about what to eat, what to do and what not to do, etc. They rarely got to spend time alone, so both of them were very happy when they found themselves alone in the garden one night with the wife having fallen asleep on the couch.

They smiled at each other and he sat down in the comfy lounge chair. When she wanted to sit down in the other one, he held his hand out to her.

“Come sit with me, baby.”

“I’m too heavy”, Mary protested but he only snorted and pulled her down onto his lap, pulling her back against his chest. With a sigh she rested her head on his shoulder and he seized her relaxed state to slip his hand under her shirt to rub the little bump in her belly.

His baby.

“He’s far too small to have any effect on your weight, yet”, he grinned at her while he casually pulled up her top below her breasts to gaze down on her little bump.

“I guess…you think it’s going to be a boy?” she asked with a slight smile. Her lovely face was so close to his and he couldn’t resist on pressing a kiss onto her cheek.

“Yep.”

“Why?”

“Just a feeling.”

He grinned at her and she kissed his cheek. Then she shifted until she sat on him fully, her ass pressing against his cock again. With her being close, it was already half-stiff.

They sat there watching the stars, both enjoying the silence. He continuously rubbed the taught little baby bump.

“That’s so nice”, she whispered and rested her forehead against his temple.

“Your mum loved it when you were on your way.”

“It’s wonderful.”

Thinking for only a second, he let his hands wander down to her jeans and opened her button. When he pulled the zipper, his daughter stiffened.

“What are you doing?”

“Giving you a rub, baby” he said innocently and pushed her jeans and panties into her crotch so he could reach all of her belly.

“Just relax”, he whispered into her ear in the tone he had always used when he had come to her at night and went back to tenderly rubbing her belly. After a few seconds, she did relax and he lovingly caressed his baby growing inside his daughter.

“Boy, I wish Brian was here”, Mary admitted into the silence.

“I thought you were over him now”, he replied, trying to sound indifferent, but couldn’t quite manage.

“Oh, I am. It’s just…you know, I’m in my first trimester and, well…a man would come in handy right now.”

She let out a shy chuckle, not realizing what effect this little confession had on her father.

“I see”, he managed to answer and even could throw in a fake chuckle. But his insides were burning and his cock was swelling.

His daughter needed cock.

God, he had waited so long for this.

“I’m sorry things didn’t turn out as you hoped, baby”, he began and pressed a kiss on her neck.

“Me too”, Mary replied sadly and he seized the sadness to kiss her neck again. His lips wandered up her neck just below her earlobe to leave another kiss there.

“You must be so frustrated…” he whispered and covered her soft skin with kisses until she tilted her head to the side to allow him better access.

“You have no idea”, she joked and brushed some strands of her long hair out of her neck.

“I think I do, babygirl”, he whispered hoarsely and for the first time he opened his mouth so his tongue could taste the skin of her neck as he kissed her again.

Mary flinched and stiffened, but her daddy left more open-mouthed kisses on her neck while his big hands gently moved over her belly, soothing her.

“I wish I could help you, baby…lift the burden off you somehow, or at least make you forget it for a while…”

His clever fingers feathery traced her skin below her belly while his lips caught her earlobe.

Mary let out a surprised gasp.

“Daddy”, she gasped in shock, her mind rebelling against the mere hint in his words, while her nipples hardened. They were poking through her top already, he could see them clearly.

“It’s okay, baby. I’m here for you.”

He knew he had to be bold now. She was fighting this while her body was obviously all for her daddy pleasuring her, so he had to make sure the body would win the internal argument.

So he let his hand slide between her thighs (like it had so many, many times without her knowledge) and his knees opened her legs in the exact moment his hands slid between them and his middle and ring finger settled on her clit.

His daughter let out a shocked gasp and closed her legs, but his hand was already where it wanted to be and he could rub and tease her clit all he wanted.

“Daddy, no! Stop!” she hissed while her legs were twitching.

“Relax, baby. I’m only trying to help.”

He dipped his two fingers into her hole and she let out a little cry. With his fingertips covered in her juices they slid back up to rub it on her swelling clit.

“Just like this, baby. Lean back and enjoy. It’s good for the baby. He needs his mom happy.”

She squirmed on top of him and tried to pull his hand out of her pants, but she herself had trapped it there with her legs.

“Trust me, babygirl”, he whispered soothingly into her ear and kissed her jaw.

“Oh God”, she breathed as he pinched her clit just the way he knew drove her crazy.

“That’s right, baby. Daddy knows what you need. Open your legs for me, darling.”

His voice was a hushed order and Mary bit her lip, arching her back in a final act of protest. But his fingers were trained to please her and he had gathered enough experience in pleasing her sweet little cunt that she didn’t stand a chance.

With a high-pitched gasp and shame washing over her, Mary finally opened her legs to her father’s fingers.

“That’s my girl”, he praised her and now used his complete hand to rub her already drenched little cunt. She let out little moans that were music in his ears as he plowed through her hot slit. While he let one finger flicker swiftly over the swollen clit, he pushed up her top over her left breast and pulled down her bra to pinch her pebbled pink nipple.

“God, Daddy! No, stop…this is so wrong. You shouldn’t…”, she was whining on top of him but rolling her hips to get his fingers into her needy hole.

“Listen to your wet little cunt, baby. It doesn’t think it’s wrong. It loves daddy’s fingers. You want me to fuck you with my fingers, baby?”

She shook her head and whimpered, but spread her legs even wider.

“Say it”, he panted into her ear, his finger flicking over her clit and the wet noises it caused filling both their ears.

Mary was biting her lips and her legs were shaking. She was close, he noticed, but he wouldn’t allow her to come without begging him to fuck her. So he stopped his ministrations, his hand resting on her pussy.

Mary had a hard time opening her eyes, she was panting and squirming on top of him and hesitantly met his eyes. Oh, he could see her inner turmoil, society’s teaching condemning her for wanting her daddy to fuck her.

Teasingly, he let his fingertip circle her hard little nipple and looked into her eyes.

“Beg daddy to fingerfuck you, baby.”

Mary’s eyes widened. This wasn’t the man she knew as her daddy. This was some dark animal, toying with her before he ripped her apart.

His hand was gently moving over her cunt. The need to orgasm became unbearable. She was appalled by the situation, but her body was burning with desire for her own father.

“Please, daddy…” she heard herself whisper and another wave of shame clashed over her, “please fingerfuck me.”

She let out a surprised scream when her Daddy roughly thrust two big fingers into her tight little cunt.

“Shhh”, he chuckled as he repeatedly shoved his fingers into her, “or you’ll alert mum. And then I have to stop this.”

With every word, he fucked her slick hole with his fingers. His baby helplessly clutched the armrest of the chair and tilted her head back onto his shoulder, squeezing her eyes shut and biting down her lip while she let it all happen.

She could hear the noises her cunt were making, so wet and juicy, her own father’s fingers pushing in and out of her, squeezing the juice out of her hole. Gosh, he knew exactly how he had to move his fingers, she thought desperately, tears stinging at the corners of her eyes as wave after wave of lust rushed through her, driving her into a state of sexual frenzy she had never experienced before. She wanted to rip her clothes off her body, the fabrics feeling so rough on her sensitive skin now. She wanted to lift her legs and spread them wider so daddy could fuck her harder. She wanted to get up and run, she wanted to get up and go on all fours in front of him, she wanted to beg him to fuck her with his cock.

It was this thought which pushed her over the edge, made her cum so hard she couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t help the little squeals that left her throat as she felt her cunt clench, squeezing the two fingers deep in her pussy. They were still moving, rubbing her walls and prolonging the torture of this wonderful orgasm.

So much shame mixed into the orgasm that tears started to escape her lashes. She felt so unbelievably dirty that she had enjoyed it so much, still was enjoying every little move of her father’s fingers.

“Oh, don’t cry baby. Everything’s fine. It did feel good, didn’t it?”

He wrapped his free arm around her and placed soothing kisses on her neck while she was staring into the night sky, her legs twitching still. Daddy still hadn’t removed his fingers. Now he was pushing them in and out of her slowly, in between these movements spreading her juices all over her cunt until she felt like she had wet herself.

She let it happen.

She couldn’t move. Didn’t want to move. She felt so exhausted. And ashamed. She didn’t know what to do. Her whole world had been turned upside down. Again!

Something pure and innocent had just been destroyed.

Now all she felt was shame, filth and the big fingers of her father caressing her dripping cunt.

“Is everything okay?” the voice of her mother came from the door and she froze, pure horror filling her heart. She was about to panic, but then the calm voice of her father spoke.

“Everything’s perfect, honey. We were just talking. Go back to bed. I’ll be right there.”

When he said these words, disgust washed over her. And a hot white jealousy.

Would he really just go into bed with her mother right after he had done…this to his own daughter?!

“Okay. Goodnight, Mary.”

Daddy’s fingers pushed deep into her cunt again.

“G'night”, Mary answered hoarsely and closed her eyes, more tears rolling down her flushed cheeks.

The door behind them was pulled close.

“Good girl”, her daddy praised her and slowly began to fuck her with his fingers anew.

Her pussy was still hot and throbbing and desperate for attention. Her nipples instantly pebbled when daddy pushed up her top and her bra and started to play with them. Her traitorous body craved daddy’s attention.

She gasped when he pushed a third finger into her.

“It’s okay, baby”, she listened to his whispers, “I love you. I love you so much.”

The sounds of her wet cunt being fucked hard filled the air.

“I won’t stop until you are completely satisfied. Don’t worry, baby. Daddy’s here for you. Forget mum. And Brian. You’re having a baby. A beautiful little baby. You must stay healthy and happy and daddy’s gonna help you with that. I’ll make you so happy baby. I’ll be everything you need.”

A moan escaped her throat as daddy thrust his fingers into her hard.

“Now, my sweet angel, lift your butt so daddy can pull down your pants so he can fuck you better with his big fingers.”

Mary sobbed. Then she lifted her butt. Daddy pulled her pants and panties down. She shimmied out of them, the chill of the night sending goosebumps over her creamy white thighs.

After she leaned back against him, she spread her thighs again. Daddy hooked his hands into the hollow of her knees and lifted them up, hanging them over the armrests.

Mary whimpered as cool air brushed against her very open cunt.

“Daddy’s here”, he whispered into her ear before he started sucking her earlobe. Both hands were on her breasts, massaging them firmly, pinching the nipples until Mary let her head fall onto his shoulder.

“That’s right, babydoll. Stop crying. Enjoy it. I’ll make all your dreams come true. Daddy will make you come again and again tonight, sweet angel.”

She moaned. Her head was spinning from all the arousal.

The things he did to her breasts…god, her daddy knew exactly what she needed, her lust clouded mind thought, pushing her conscience further and further into the back until the shaming voice was nothing but a faint whisper.

Mary whimpered, pressing her butt against daddy’s rock hard cock, still hidden away in his pants.  

Her pussy was nothing but frustrated about it. It wanted to be filled, to be stretched apart, to be pounded hard and deep. But that last bit of sanity prevented her to beg for it.

Yet she moaned and whimpered while her father pleasured her, bent her body needily against his fingers. She may not have begged with words, but she was begging with her body.

Her naked butt was rubbing along the steel length of his cock, feeling the heat through the thin fabric of his shorts. Mary whimpered when her father pressed his cock against her harder, starting a slow rhythm. He teased her, gave her an idea what it would be like if the fabric separating their genitals would be gone and his cock free to penetrate her, soil her forever. Furthermore, he bit and sucked her neck, breathed roughly into her ear while his fingers squeezed her tits or ravished her pussy. He praised her when she came again, her pussy gushing juice. And while she was in this state of bliss, he moved her, put her legs back on the ground and pushed her upper body forward until she was bent over and her pulsating pussy pressing against his cloaked cock.

They both groaned when their genitals made contact.

Daddy pushed against the soaked cunt and gripped his daughter’s hips in case she wanted to flee. But his baby was too far gone to be reasonable anymore. He had a needy, horny little bitch on his lap now. Without having to make her she started rubbing her pussy over his rock hard length, soaking his trousers with her juice, making him feel her hot wetness through the fabric. He helped her moving her hips, pulled her down harder and faster. “Daddy”, she whimpered as he started to push his head into her dripping hole. “God, Babydoll, your cunt is so hot. It’s begging me to fuck it. You want daddy to pull his cock out and destroy your cunt, you horny little bitch?”

Mary froze at his rough words, his voice sounding so foreign, strange, brutal. “No. No I don’t want that. Let go of me!” Before he could act, Mary was gone, leaving him standing and aching. He leaned back in his chair, panting hard. His cock was throbbing and demanding pussy. This wasn’t over, he thought grimly.

^w^ He only needed one week to make his daughter ache for Daddy’s cock. All it took was letting her running in on him having sex with her mother seven times. The first time, Mary stepped into the living room while he was pounding his wife hanging over the back of the couch. The second time, Mary walked into the kitchen and saw him banging her mother against the kitchen counter. Third time, her mother riding him in the pool. Fourth time, Mary spotted her daddy getting pleasured by her mother through the ajar door to their bedroom. Fifth time, him licking her mother while she clung for dear life on the edge of the bath tub. The sixth time he took his wife roughly on the washing machine. Last but not least, his wife was lying with her back on the bed and he fucked her throat while he licked her pussy.

When he noticed how his daughter was begging him with her lovely eyes, he knew she was ready.

He was certain when Mary came cuddling again in the evenings in front of the tv.

It was one of these occasions in the afternoon, both of them sitting on the couch, when he decided to end the torture. Her mother was out of the house, a rare opportunity he simply couldn’t pass up. She was wearing grey sweatpants and a loose red bigshirt and made puppy eyes at him before she cuddled against his side and he put his arm around her so his hand was resting on the little baby puck. Her legs were pulled up and slightly spread. He inwardly chuckled. “How’s the baby, little one?” he casually asked and started to rub her belly. “Good, daddy.” “And you, doll? Are you still in heat?” He was blunt. He was tired of being a good daddy. His girl had left him standing after he’d been so good to her. She had some making up to do. Mary let out a little gasp. Seconds of tension passed, then she answered. “Yes, daddy.”

“Now do you want daddy to help you?” “Yes, please.” She was still ashamed, he could tell. It didn’t bother him at all. “Well, I am willing to help you”, he started and let his hand wander over her left breast, squeezing it and rubbing her nipple with his index finger. It pebbled within seconds. Horny little girl she was. “But only if you let daddy fuck you, babydoll. Any time he wants to.” She let out a little whimper while he expertly pleased her breasts. “Any time?” she breathed. “Any time”, he repeated.

Her head fell back on his shoulder when he twisted her hard little nipple through her big shirt.

“Well? Do we have a deal?”

He pulled on her nipple until she whimpered. With heavy eyelids she nodded.

“Say it”, he insisted and let his hand wander under her shirt and into her bra, squeezing and massaging her round B-cup breast. “Say daddy can fuck you whenever he wants.” “You can fuck me whenever you want, daddy.” “Good girl. Now”, he sat up and pulled up her shirt and bra so her tits plopped out, “let daddy see your sweet little pussy. Are you wet, sweetie?” She nodded and spread her legs wide. He couldn’t see properly so he put his hands into the hollows of her knees and pulled her legs toward her chest until her crotch was fairly visible, the grey spot between her long legs dark and sticking to the bulgy pussy underneath. “Oh, you horny, horny baby.” His mouth filled with water. He let his big fingers rub over the wet warm spot and made his daughter moan. “Mmm, I want to lick you. Stand up and undress. Daddy wants to look at his naughty daughter.”

Hesitantly she did as she was told, feeling the hungry eyes on every inch of skin she exposed.

When it was done she stood in front of her father, squirming beneath his gaze. Her eyes went huge when he lazily stroked over the bulge in his pants.

With a grin he lay down then, still stroking. “Come here and sit down on daddy’s face, honey.”

“W-what?”

She bit her lip.

“You want your daddy to please you or not?” he asked impatiently.

After a second, she nodded and came to him, rubbing her little bump. Carefully, she climbed onto the couch, each leg on either side of her father’s face. “No, like this.”

Daddy pulled her into the correct position roughly until her sopping wet cunt was right in front of his face. Her heavy scent hit his nostrils and his cock twitched.

“Oh, yes. Daddy’s missed this, baby.” “What?”

“Nothing. Spread your legs a little more, yes, that’s right.” Then he lifted his head and let as much tongue as possible plow through the slit of his pregnant daughter.

She let out a squeal of delight.

“Oh God, daddy!”

Roughly, he gripped her ass cheeks and spread them wide as he devoured his teenage daughter’s cunt, licking and sucking up all of her juices. She came within two minutes, her hips twitching, rubbing her pink cunt over his face. He sucked her swollen clit into his mouth then and she tipped over, her breasts pressing against his throbbing cock. He pushed her off of his face and groaned.

“Pull out my cock, naughty girl.” “Oh, daddy, I can’t…”

“Do it!”

To convince her he lifted his head and pushed his tongue into her hole. She squealed and her tight walls clenched around his tongue. Then he felt her hands on his jeans, how they fumbled with his zipper until finally, her beautiful hand curled around his cock and pulled him free. He let out a pleased growl.

“Suck it, baby. Suck daddy’s dick!” He jerked up his hips demandingly and she moaned. First he felt her hot breath on his precum covered head, then oh lord help him her little hot mouth was on his cock, taking him in and sucking on his head. Her tongue licked off the precum hungrily.

“Like that, babydoll. Good girl. Such a good girl you are.” Gently, he began fucking her mouth while he tongue-fucked her cunt, his hands wandering down to tease her nipples until she came again. While she quivered he pressed his face against her wet cunt, licking and sucking as hard as he could until she begged for mercy.

She was still panting and twitching when he pushed her off of him and down to floor.

Without any words he guided her between his legs and shoved his cock down her throat. He fisted his hands into her hair and showed her how he wanted to be sucked off by his little girl.

His daughter was a fast learner, bless her.

“Oh yes”, he groaned, looking down at her, “just like that. Soon, daddy will cum in your hot little mouth and fill your throat with his sperm. And you will swallow it all, won’t you, baby?”

She nodded, looking up at him with her big blue eyes and her mouth tightly wrapped around his hard length.

He growled loudly and came into her mouth, pushing his cock deep into her throat as he squirted his hot salty semen into his daughter. She choked, her throat tightening around his cock, squeezing the last bit of cum out of him.

He retreated then and his cock plopped out of her mouth. Tears stung in her eyes. He caressed her cheek and smiled.

“Such a good girl you are, babydoll. Stand up.”

He turned the fold-out couch into a bed, quickly threw a sheet over it and lay down, pulling her against him. His hands never stopped roaming her body as they cuddled, caressing and squeezing her ass cheeks, his fingertips dipping between them.

His teenage daughter was still gushing juice.

Normally, he needed at least half an hour to be ready for action again, but the hot little pussy of his daughter stirred his lust already.

He rolled her onto her back and lay on the side. Taking his time, he drank in the beautiful tight little body before him, his wet fingers playing with her nipples.

“Spread your legs for your Daddy”, he commanded and his cock stiffened when she did.

“You’re so so naughty, begging your own daddy to fuck you”, he purred, relishing in her discomfort and shame, feeling his desires fueled by them.

“Opening your legs like that, offering your dripping little cunt so shamelessly.”

She closed her eyes and blushed.

He leaned close until his lips were right next to her ear.

“You little slut. You’re daddy’s little whore now.”

She whimpered, but her legs remained open. Her lips parted when he rubbed his cock along her soft thigh.

“You will spread your legs only for daddy. You’re mine…”

He bent down and sucked his daughter’s nipple deep into his mouth.

His baby girl gasped. With his clever tongue and his suction he put her to pieces within mere minutes. The sheet underneath her ass was covered in her juices.

God, he loved how much juice she oozed.

She came when he twisted her clit between index and middle finger, but this didn’t stop him. He continued his ministrations, enjoying her wails and cries and her shaking body.

“Are you ready, princess?” he whispered hoarsely into her ear, slowly rolling her onto her side, pulling her leg to open her cunt. Teasingly he let his cock slide through her slit, getting it all nice and wet.

“Oh God…” he heard her whisper, trembling from the sensation of feeling her daddy’s cock on her cunt for the first time (she knew of).

She stuck her butt out and rolled her hip, rubbing her cunt on his cock, moaning and whimpering from the excitement and pleasure.

This was the moment, he thought dreamily as he watched his naked daughter offering herself to him, her eyes closed and panting, her beautiful tits shaking as she moved, her nipple wet from his saliva. She was so needy, his little girl, needed his strength and guidance, needed him to dominate her, claim her little body as his.

“Beg me, baby”, he huskily whispered into her ear, “beg daddy to fuck you until your pussy is burning.”

She moaned and arched her body towards him.

“Please, daddy…please fuck me. I need you so bad.”

“Yes, you do. You’ll always need me”, he groaned and pressed a kiss to her swan neck.

And then, oh heaven, it was time.

Surprised by his own willpower, he entered his daughter’s pussy slowly, pushing his head through her folds into her sopping wet little hole.

Mary cried out loud as her father’s cock filled her completely, stretching her wider than she’d ever been stretched before.

“God, baby! You’re so tight”, her daddy groaned as he slowly started to fuck her.

His thrusts were gentle at first, but soon his hunger became unbearable. One hand wandered to her throat and gently closed around it while the one holding her leg pulled it even further to him, opening her up more and simultaneously limiting her options to move. When he draped his leg over the other, she was helpless.

Fully open and helpless. Ready to be fucked like a big girl.

Mary let out a scream as he gave one hard, deep thrust. As expected her legs tried to close, but he wouldn’t have it.

“That’s right baby. You’re pussy’s mine to fuck now.”

He thrust hard again.

She flinched and whimpered. Her little hole cramped around him.

“Don’t fight it, baby. It won’t hurt for long. I’ll make you get used to it.”

Another deep thrust. Another scream.

“Soon you’ll love it.”

Thrust. Whimper.

“Soon you’ll beg me to fuck you hard and deep, little one.”

And with no further ado, he proved his words.

He began hammering into her and within minutes her screaming and her struggling turned into moans and arching against him.

“See baby? Daddy knows what’s best for you. Never doubt me again. I said I’d make you happy and I will. I will make sure your baby stays healthy. You never need to worry again, my love.”

She came then, hard and long, squirming on his cock, milking him hard. A few more deep thrusts and he gave her his cream, let her cunt have it all.

When it was done, she started crying, her hips still rolling, still begging for more. He took her in his arms and let her spill her tears on his chest.

She was truly his now, he thought with a serene smile on his face.

^w^

As it turned out, he couldn’t go through the night without having her again. He awoke in the middle of the night, next to his wife, who had her back to him. Her full ass was sticking out of the sheets, a very alluring sight. But his cock demanded his daughter. So he silently got up, not caring to put on some clothes, and walked through the dark corridor with his hard cock bouncing, guiding the way to his daughters room. He entered, leaving the door ajar. He was so horny that he didn’t care to close it, his hunger dulling his mind. When he had reached her bed he threw the blanket off, revealing his daughter in her cute green nighty, sleeping like an angel in her small bed. Memories flashed in front of his eyes of their nights together, the countless of times he had made her come without her even knowing. Well, those days were behind them now. She would remember every orgasm her daddy would give her.

Impatiently he rolled her on her back and pulled down her panties. She stirred in her sleep, but he had enough time to join her on the bed and push her legs apart. His head was buried between her thighs and his tongue was pushing in and out of her tight hole when she finally woke up.

Not being used to be awake for her father’s attack she jolted up, pressing her legs painfully against his head.

“Oh God! Daddy?!”

With an angry growl he pushed her back down on the mattress. His tongue darted into her hole. Her head fell back on her pillow and a gasp left her full lips.

“Daddy, no!” she whined and her hand tried to push his head away. “Mum’s here! Ah! God, please stop!”

The flicks of his tongue told her soundly how wet she already was again. Her pussy was insatiable.

“Not now! Please, daddy! Please…ahh…not now…Mum…we can’t.”

She kept pressing her legs together. Even though he loved a little struggling, this was not the time. He was hungry and needed to fuck his girl.

With another displeased growl he lifted his head and grabbed her leg, turned her around far enough so he could plant a rough slap on her bare ass. She whimpered.

“Quiet! What did I tell you today?” he breathed into her ear, his weight on top of her now, his hand fisted in her hair.

“I told you I know exactly what you need. I told you not to fight me. I told you to obey. And you agreed.”

“Not with Mum in the house!” she protested, her traitorous hips rolling, pushing her wet cunt against his cock.

“You said any time! And I want you now, baby. I want you so much. And your pussy needs me. She’s hungry for daddy’s cock and daddy’s cock needs to fill your tight little hole.”

“But what about Mum?”

“The longer you argue with me, the longer we will need and the risk of being discovered will increase. Do you understand?”

The arousing scent of his daughter was making him more and more impatient. A part of him wanted to give her a good hard spanking for making him wait. His big hand closed around her breast, squeezed and pulled at it, the index finger flicking over the hardened nipple.

His little girl moaned and her soft body writhed against him.

“Would you rather I go to mummy? Do you want me to fuck her instead of you, baby?”

“No!”

Oh, how fast she answered, desperate one. He smirked into her neck.

“Then be a good girl and open your legs for daddy. Let daddy fuck you until we’re both satisfied.”

A few heart beats, a few deep breaths of his daughter. Then, the pressure of her legs against his hips stopped and he felt how she spread them, spread them far.

“Good girl”, he praised her and placed rewarding kisses on her neck and shoulder. Then he lifted himself up, just enough to look into her face and let his cock glide through her wet slit.

“How wet you are, baby. I almost think you like having mummy in the house while daddy puts his cock inside of you.”

He grinned at her shocked face.

“No!” she whispered.

“No? Pull up your nighty. Daddy wants to look at your pretty tits.”

She gulped, but followed his orders.

“Hmm, good girl. God, I love your sweet perky breasts.”

To prove his words he lowered his head and licked and suckled at each of them until her breath was ragged.

“And I love your cute little baby bump” he continued, stemming his legs into the mattress so his wet cock could rub over the small swelling of her belly. Mary moaned.

“You like that, sweetie? You like daddy rubbing his cock over your baby belly, covering it in pussy juice?”

She moaned again and nodded. So he repeated the action until his daughter’s fingers clawed into his upper arms.

“Daddy…daddy, please…”

He had to bite his lips not to moan. Hearing her beg was so fucking sexy.

“What, baby?” he asked hoarsely, circling the head of his cock along the baby bump.

“Please…fuck me.”

He chuckled. She had still trouble saying it. Adorable.

“What? Right now? With your mummy in the next room? You naughty, naughty little girl.”

Mary closed her eyes in shame, but he wouldn’t have it. He ceased the opportunity and kissed her, the tip of his tongue licking her lips until she opened her mouth to let it in.

She sighed into his mouth when their tongues tangled and slung her arms around his shoulders.

Now he really couldn’t wait any more. Quickly he reached between their bodies and grabbed his throbbing cock and guided it to her entrance.

He entered her tight pussy with a hard thrust and swallowed her outcry.

“That’s for making me wait”, he mumbled against her lips before claiming them again and began fucking her with deep, hard thrusts. The sounds of their skin slapping together and the slight squeaking of her bed filled the room and traveled into the corridor.

The thought of his wife watching him fucking their daughter made him groan and he leaned back into a kneeling position. Grabbing her legs he pounded her even harder, his eyes fixed on the bouncing little tits of his daughter.

She clung to the headboard and had her face pressed into the pillow next to her to swallow her cries and moans.

He loved seeing her like this, lost between pain and pleasure. To intensify the torture his thumb began rubbing her swollen clit. It pushed her over the edge in no time and he couldn’t help but grin proudly when his baby girl was shaking from a violent orgasm.

Having satisfied her, it was time to get his own. He pressed his hands on her tits and leaned forward, pressing her into the mattress and fucking her as hard and fast as he could. She lifted her head, her eyes wide, her mouth opened to a silent scream.

With a loud grunt, he came at this lovely sight. He shoved every drop of his cum deep into her occupied womb.

When he finally stopped thrusting into her, she collapsed into the sheets.

Little sobs filled the room.

“That’s right, baby, let it all out”, he just said, his hands roaming over her body, caressing her breasts, belly and hips.

They were still united and he could feel her pussy pulsate and clench.

“Soon, the pain will be gone and you’ll love it. You already do a bit, don’t you, baby doll? Love your pussy burning like that, the juices gushing out of your hot little hole.”

God, her clenching pussy was making him hard again. His hips began to move.

“Oh god, baby…”, he grunted, “your pussy is so fucking thirsty.”

She looked at him and he saw her wet cheeks.

“It’ll hurt more now, but I know you want it. I know you want the pain, baby.”

He licked the tears off her cheeks, the salty warm taste sending a jolt to his cock and he thrust into her, making her whimper.

He hummed and kissed her, letting his hands wander under her body, curling around her ass cheeks until his index finger touched her tiny hole.

“I will put my finger up your ass now, baby. Don’t worry, it will feel fantastic. Remember, your daddy knows best what you need. Before you know you will cum on daddy’s cock again.”

He listened to her gasps and whimpers while he pushed against her muscle, all wet from her juice and his cum. When he pushed the tip of his finger inside, her fingers clawed into his shoulders.

“Oh, you really love that, don’t you?”

He began fucking both her cunt and ass now, one with his throbbing cock and the other with the length of his index finger. His little daughter was a mess beneath him, scratching his back, panting into his ear and lifting her hips to meet his thrusts.

“Oh god, daddy! Daddy! Daddy!”

“I know, baby. Let go. Let daddy make you happy, baby doll!”

And she did. She was clinging to him while he fucked her harder and harder, making her cum on his cock and finger twice before he reached another peak and squirted his semen into her womb.

His baby was lying beneath him, still panting hard, her long legs dangling from the bed, her hands beside her head. He was still kneeling between her legs, his finally soft cock resting on her baby bump. His hands were still caressing her, roaming over his possession as he pleased, teasing her nipples, pinching them, massaging her breasts until he was satisfied. Then he left her, his cum oozing out of her sore pussy and sticking to her belly, wishing her a good sleep with a kiss on her forehead.

This happened a few years ago. I had been having several issues with my stomach that doctor’s couldn’t figure out. They tried everything under the sun, and eventually said I needed a vaginal ultrasound to see if it was ueteran.

It was scheduled and ready to go in a few days. I was eating dinner with my dad on the couch, watching tv when he asked, “Are you nervous for Monday?” he scratched his stubble as he looked to me.

He was a tall, broad man. Mid forties, blonde hair, musclely, but had a pad of fat to soften up his stomach. Although he still looked great without a shirt on and displaying his hairy chest off to everyone.

Me on the other hand, I was lanky, long flowing dark hair, fairly nice boobs at a C, and a pair of hips.

I shrugged, “A little.”

He chuckled, “Yeah, I guess it’s not the most comfortable thing going up there.”

I looked to him with a raised eyebrow, “What do you mean?”

“You’re serious?” he said. My confused expression made him continue. “They’re going to stick their tool up you to perform the ultrasound to your uterus.”

“In me? I thought they were just gonna scan the area!?” I exclaimed.

“Yeah, it’s… Invasive.” he said. “But you at least have done reference to go off of. Right?”

I looked at him confused. “What do you mean?”

“Sex.” he said nervously. “I assume being how beautiful and social you are, and having Ben as a boyfriend for six months before breaking up, that… You know, had to have done it at least once.”

“No, we haven’t.” I admitted. “And i haven’t.” he looked at me with genuine surprise in his face. “I’m still a virgin.”

“Wow. Okay.” he said. He cocked his head to the side, “It might be alright then.”

“Might?” I questioned.

“Yeah. Do you…” his face reddened with embarrassment. “do you still have your hymen.”

“Yeah.” I said confidently. Two seconds passed before doubt sank in. “Wait, no… I don’t know. Maybe. Well what does it matter anyhow!?”

His lips pulled to show his white teeth clenched nervously, “It kinda does. They’re not gonna take your virginity if you still have it.”

“Oh. Well, umm, how do I check?” I asked. He was completely shocked. “What does it look like?” I continued.

He pulled his face hard with his hand. “You, umm, well you have a hand mirror? Or, umm…”

“Daddy?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you know what they look like?” I asked.

“Yes. I do.” he said.

“Daddy?”

“Yeah?” he responded nervously.

“Can you check to see if I have one?”

He exhaled a heavy sigh. “I mean, I guess I have to.” He stood and headed to his room. “we have better light here.”

I followed him to his bedroom and sat on the bed. He turned on the overhead light and moved the one on his dresser and angled it to me. “You need to, umm” he gestured at my pyjama pants.

“oh, right.” I said. I popped my thumb in the waistband and slid them off. He stared at my panties before taking a deep breath and kneeling in front of me.

“Okay.” he said. His fingertips scooped under my panties and slid them down my legs. He eye locked into my bare pussy once it was exposed and kept looking as he discarded my panties to the side.

“It’s okay.” I said, encouraging him to continue.

“R-right.” he gently placed his fingertips on each of my pussylips and gently pulled it open. He moved his head at an angle to let a lot of light in. “Oh nooo.” he muttered

“What!?” I asked nervously.

He looked at me with concern, “it’s there.”

“What do we do?”

“We have to cancel the appointment.” he said.

“No, we can’t!” I pleaded. “I need this appointment!”

“I know, sweety, but they’re not gonna break it.” he said, empathy in his eyes.

My head fell back on the bed in disappointment. Just as my dad was about to rise I looked back at him, “No, I can keep that appointment.”

“how?” he asked. Only a moment later he realized what I meant. “I don’t know about that, sweetheart!”

“But what other choice do we have!?” I pleaded. “I’m just saying whatever minimal effort gets the job done. Will your finger do it?”

He contemplated my begging. “Yeah, I think so.”

“Will you do this for your daughter?” I begged, almost crying. “Please. You know how much I need this appointment.”

With a long, heavy sigh, “Okay.” he agreed.

I let my head fall back. “Thank you.”

“mmhmm.” he grunted. I felt one of his thick fingers wiggle at my entrance. I inhaled sharply as it teased its way in and hit a blockage. I felt the tip run against it, teasing and playing almost. The sensations made me begin to get wet and he noticed.

Little by little he began to apply pressure. I tried to withstand to increasing pain, but it became too much and he pulled away from my hymen. “it’s okay, just relax.” he said. “Daddy won’t hurt you.”

A spasm rang through me when he said that and my pussy leaked even more. “I know I said.

He tried again, teasing and then easing the pressure in but I backed away after it became too much. “I’m trying…”

“I know.” I said. “what else can you do to help.”

He his lip hard as he zeroed in on a certain part of me. “Do you trust me?” he asked.

“Yes.” I said

“Okay. Maybe this will help.” he lowered his head and engulfed by clit with his mouth.

My legs tighten up as I clench his bed sheets in a whimper. “Fuck.” I said, and it made his tongue swirl harder on me. His fingers continued to prod under the comfort of his mouth. Despite the moans that would escape that would fuel him to swirl and suck even more, it wasn’t enough to back away once more from the pain.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” I said, rocking my head

“It’s okay, it’s okay. We’ll just keep going.” he reassured.

“I think the pressure is too finite.” I said

“What do you mean?” he questioned with narrowed eyes.

“I mean, I think your fingers are too sharp. I don’t know.” I said

“No, no, I get it. Umm…” his eyes looked to mine. They had a look I’ve never seen before in them. “We could try one last option.”

“What’s that?” I asked nervously.

He rose and his gym sorry were stretched far away from him. Even though it was restrained, I could tell how big his cock was. He pulled them down and his beefy cock swung in freedom.

“It’s the last thing I can think of.” he said. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“No, I do.” I said with determination. “All you’re doing is just breaking my hymen, that’s all.”

“Yeah.” he played along. “once the job is done we’ll stop.

“Right.” I nodded my head fast as I scooted up the bed. I parted my legs again after he climbed up and put his fat head between my lips and slid it up and down slow.

“Relax, baby.” he said as he slid his head, and then his shaft up and down my slit, soaking it in my juices. His precum poured like a fountain and coated my entrance.

He leaned over me and thrust his shaft in a slow rythm. Our eyes were locked, and something overtook us. He lowered his head and his lips connected with mine. A fire numbed my mind when our lips connected. Our breathing intensified as our tongues swirled, and how he ground faster against me.

He moved a hand between us and guided his head in. I inhaled sharply as his engorged head began to stretch my apart. He hit the blockade and teased it with mild strokes, and engulfed me further in his hungry kisses.

He thrusted, then pushed firmly until I jolted and yelped in pain as he sunk further after finally breaking the barrier.

“It’s okay, it’s okay.” he said. “ It’s done.”

He tried to pull out but I clenched him with my arms and legs, “Stop! That hurts. Just give me a second.”

“Okay.” he said. His eyes roamed me, and as if through instinct began kissing me again. Little by little he sank further into me, devirginizing me more with every inch.

My arms relaxed a bit as my legs remained tied around his lower back. He began to pull out, I moan at the sensation and as if by cue he thrust back in and releases one of his own.

“I’m sorry, sweety. I know I need to pull out now.” he said.

“It’s okay, daddy.” I breathed heavily. “It helps with the pain.”

His eyes grew wide, “okay. Just for a little bit then. Til you feel better.”

I nodded my head fast as I bit my lip. He pulled back a bit, and pushed in me again. I moaned as his cock forced my walls to mold around. My moans made him roll his eyes shut and moan himself as his movements formed a rythm.

Our moans became less restrained, and his rythm became faster and deeper. He lowered his torso further into me as my legs never ceased clinging onto his lower back. My arms were wrapped around his upper back and holding the back of his shoulder blades, our eyes full of animal instinct as he devoured my lips once more.

“Fuck daddy.” I moaned as we broke for air.

“I know.” he said slowing. “We should stop now. We’re going too far.” I could feel him starting pull out of me.

I clenched him to a stop with his legs. “I know, but I don’t care!”

“Sweetheart, this is incest! It’s bad on so many levels!” he said, ever so slightly nudging back in.

“You’re right. But I always wanted my first time to be special, you do too.”

“Yeah, but not like this.” he said, shaking his head with his eyes closed.

“Me either. But we’re here still after going what we needed to do. You’re still inside me.” he inched a bit further at that and I gasped a bit. “I love you daddy. I trust you. And you did nothing but take care of me right now. Isn’t that what it’s about for a girl’s first time?”

He opened his eyes and nodded slowly. “Yeah. It is.”

“It’s just once daddy. I want to enjoy it.” My eyes were pleading.

He sank back balls deep in me and my eyes rolled in pleasure. “Okay, baby. Daddy’s gonna take care of you.”

“Thank you, daddy!” I said as our lips reconnected.

He was like an animal at that point. He devoured my lips in hunger, sucked on my neck, and clench my breast as he suckled on my nipples. It sent furious waves of pleasure throughout me in combination with his cock pounding me at an ever increasing rate.

“I love you baby!” he said in my ear.

It sent tingles to my stomach. “I love you too daddy!”

“Baby!?”

“Yes, Daddy!?”

“I need to cum!” he growled.

“Okay Daddy!” I moaned.

“I know it’s the worst thing to do right now, but I need to cum in you!”

“I don’t care, Daddy!” I said as I locked his eyes with mine. “Cum in me, Daddy. Cum in your daughter! Cum in your little girl!” I begged

His pace was animalistic, hard, fast, and determined. His already heard cock became like diamond within me, and his bull balls that slapped against my butt with every thrust became engorged. He held my neck and forced my eyes to watch his. He was a slave to desire, and I was a slave to his.

“FUCK!!!” he growled.

His eyes clenched shut as his mouth strained open flashing his teeth. His hips crashed into mine one final time and he laid himself on top me giving me no choice but to feel every sensation. His gigantic cock forced my walls to stretch even farther as it pulsed. Rope after rope of searing hot cum blasted my cervix point blank.

My tingling intensified feeling my father mercilessly inseminated me. I begin to spasm against his cock, my walls milking every thick inch, massaging his head, and my cervix vacuuming up every drop of cum out can. My legs and arms clenched my dad even harder than before as I wailed. I felt juice build up within me as his cock blocked its freedom, some leaking out around his pulsing thick shaft.

“Did I make you?” he asked with a dazed looked.

“Yeah.” I panted.

He smiled with pride and kissed me once more. This time sweet and gentle, as the last pulses of his cock throbbed within me.

We stayed like that, molded to each other for awhile. He cock remained within me until it became fully soft. Once it head he rose and slowly retracted.

He gave one last moan as his head popped out of me. “Fuck.” he said with a glazed look in his eyes. He collapsed to his side next to me, both of us huffing and trying to regain our composure.

“Did we just…” my dad started to ask.

“Yeah.” I breathed.

He peeked over and reached to the touch his cum oozing out of me. He swirled it between his fingers. “I really came in you?” he asked rhetorically in disbelief to himself.

“Yeah. You did.” I said.

There was a long period of silence between us. He eventually turned his head to me, “Sweetheart?”

I turned to meet him, “Do you regret it?” he asked. His eyes were vulnerable and frightened.

“honestly, no. I don’t.” I said with full confidence

“Really!?” he sighed with relief.

“Yes, dad. Really.” I smiled. “Do you regret it?”

His eyes flicked with consideration but came straight back to mine. “No. I absolutely don’t. Because I was able to make your first time special.”

“Yes you did dad.” I smiled. “I love you.”

–

She had been wandering around the mall with her older brother, window shopping more than anything, when the smell hit her. Not the smell she’d grown used to with her big brother, but a new smell. A smell she needed to find the source of.

The feel of a cockhead diddling her clit drew her back to the present, to the man about to fuck her, breed her. She wanted to squirm at the sensation, but the man had her spread legs pinned while her brother had her arms in his grasp, all she could do was tremble. Around them was a crowd of people, and she would be nervous to be watched so, but all that mattered was that cock.

He rubbed his cock head against her again, a broken sound leaving her. A smug smile broke across his face. “Beg.”

“Please,” he didn’t need to ask twice. “Fuck me, breed me.”

He didn’t speak, instead pushing in slowly. That fat head finally breaching her lips. Orgasm gripped her, her body primed and ready for this. He keep sliding deeper, her channel clinging to that wonderful fat shaft. When she’d first smelled this man she’d been worried he wouldn’t live up to her brother’s cock; he’d been her only breeder before now and it was hard not to wonder. But this man was just right, as perfect as she could want.

She felt her cervix open for him, eager to receive him. He stopped just before reaching it however, pulling out just as slow as he’d pushed in. When only his head remained he pushed back in, only to do it over and over again.

“Please,” she wailed. “Fuck me. I need that knot, need to be bred.” So badly. Her brother’s fingers stroked her wrist as he made a soothing sound. It didn’t calm her as much as she wanted it too.

The stranger chuckled and pulled out completely. Before she could open her mouth to beg again he trust in, this time going all the way and she screamed as orgasm ripped through her again. Her cervix and channel squeezing him in counter rhythm, already trying to draw his seed out. “Fuck that feels good.”

Her brother laughed softly as the man began to thrust in earnest, his knot beginning to form and God she needed it. If she weren’t being held down she’d wrap herself around him, use her legs to pull him deeper, but all she could do was let it happen. Let him breed her.

He moved faster and faster, pounding her good. “Gonna breed you right up,” he grunted. Her womb suckled him, greedy for seed.

“Hope so,” her brother spoke. “High time she got some daughters. Love our sons, but they need baby sister too.” She clenched around the stranger the idea too wonderful.

The man grinned as his knot grew and grew, pushing at all the right places, his thrusts shallower but no less powerful. “Lucky you breeding daughters is a specialty of mine.”

“Please,” she begged. “Give me baby girls.” She needed it as much as she needed his seed. Wanted to see her sons hopefully scent her daughters. She and her brother teaching all of them how to be good breeders. Her cervix clenched tight at the thought. “Need it,” she whined, “need it bad.”

The stranger snarled, she felt his fingers slide down to her abdomen and push down, pressing all those nerves into his knot as his knot pressed back. Seeming to grow bigger as he did it. Her world went white and when she floated back down he was pulsing in her, her womb twitching with each thick rope of cum he ejected. “Oooo,” she cooed. “Yes.”

As if to remind her he was there her brother grasped her hands and pulled them towards his own growing cock, the smell of him making her even wetter. “Gonna have you when he’s done,” he grunted. She mewled at the thought. “Breed some boys with those girls.”

Even the stranger seemed to like that idea, cock pulsing even more. She could only lay there limply, her cervix and his knot still locking them together. Most of the crowd had dissipated, but a few remained, seemingly eager to see it all through to the end.

It was morning and Andrea smiled to herself as she woke up and stared at her ceiling, and stretched in her bed thinking about last night.

She had gotten her fix, and so had her father. She wondered if they’d be able to sneak some more time in today together.

Andrea sat up in bed and grabbed her phone checking her texts, there were a few from her boyfriend wondering if he should pick her up this morning. Then she clicked on the texts from “Daddy”.

“I already miss you, being inside you.” sent at 12:43 am. Andrea bit her lip and smiled and realized he mustv'e sent it right after they got done last night, but she had went to bed early.

“Are you still up? I need more of you.” sent at 12:45am

“I’m laying in bed, jerking off next to your sleeping mother, watching your video.” sent at 12:53am

“I just came so much for you baby.” sent at 1:02

“Love you baby, see you in the morning.” Sent at 1:07am

Andrea smiled to herself and deleted all of the messages in her phone and got up, naked,  and looked at the basket of clothes on her floor and picked through for something to quickly throw on over herself , so she could walk through the hall to the bathroom to take a shower. She saw her mother accidentally put one of her own nightgowns in with Andrea’s clothes. Andrea held it up.

It was a white linen night gown. The shoulder straps, reminded her of a doiley. It was long, and remembers her mother wearing it, and it usually came down to her shins, but when Andrea slipped it on, since she was only 5'3" it came down to almost her ankles. It was really loose and andrea smoothed her hand over her chest and torso, and pulled the fabric of it tightly behind her, she could almost make out the small circles of her nipples when it was pressed against her. She smiled and cocked her head sideways as she thought about being her mother.

Andrea stopped daydreaming and grabbed her towel and walked through the hall towards the bathroom, her older sister walking towards it as well darted inside and closed the door.

“Come on!” Andrea whined as she ran towards the door and pounded it. “I have to get ready for school!” she yelled. After a minute or arguing she went down stairs and told her mother.

“Just go ahead and use the shower in our bedroom” her mother said.

Andrea looked around the kitchen. “Where is dad?”

“Still sleeping. He just has client meetings today, so he’s sleeping in.” her mother said.

“Oh.” Andrea said.

“It’s fine, just be quiet when you go in.” her mother said to her and then looked at her. “Is that my nightgown?” she laughed.

Andrea looked down forgetting she was wearing it. “Oh yeah” she laughed. “It was in my laundry basket, so I just put it on.”

“You look adorable in it.” her mother said, then giving her attention back to the breakfast she was cooking and the baby in the highchair beside her as she cooked.

“Thanks.” Andrea said and then turned around and walked away and went back up the stairs and turned the door knob to her parents room slowly , trying not to wake her father. As she opened the door she saw her father jump and grab the covers to cover what Andrea had already seen, him jerking off.

Andrea had jumped too, but quickly moved inside the door and shut it behind her and locked it.

“Jesus christ.” he said ripping his headphones out. “You scared the shit out of me.”

“Sorry, I was coming in to use the shower.” Andrea said and walked over to the bed.

He watched his daughter as she walked over in her mothers nightgown. He smiled.

“Your mothers nightgown?” he asked.

Andrea nodded. “I just put it on cause it was in my basket.”

“I like it.” He said reaching out and grabbing her hand and pulling her over him onto the bed. Andrea giggling as she rolled over him and he turned to his side facing her. “I like it a lot..” he said rubbing his hands over her stomach slowly and then down over the fabric between her legs. “You look like a mother….a young hot mother…"he said as Andrea smiled and laid on her back as he continued to rub her. Andrea spread her legs a little.

“I need to take a shower …get ready for school…” Andrea told him as she only laid there letting him touch her.

“Are you going to let Daddy watch you shower?” he asked.

Andrea closed her eyes and nodded as he continued to rub her, reaching down and pulling up on the bottom of the night gown, sliding his hand over her knee and up between her thighs back to her pussy and rubbing her bare cunt, pushing his fingers between her lips, letting his fingertip swim in her wet slit, over her clit back and forth, around. Andrea moaned, and as her chest heaved upwards as her back arched he saw her tiny nipples hard, press up into the nightgown she was wearing and he groaned at how hot she looked wearing her mothers night gown. It wasn’t made to be a sexy nightgown, but his little girl made it that way.

“Fuck, Andrea ” he said and pushed the covers off himself and got ontop of her, as he looked into her eyes, grabbing his hard dick, and without looking down pushing himself slowly inside of her.

“Daddy..” Andrea said softly as she closed her eyes and gasped as he filled her entirely, with every inch of himself, and began to fuck her slowly.

He watched her as her mouth lay open, panting quietly as he moved slowly in and out of her tight wet cunt. Her eyes closed, then opening and looking up at him, she smiled, and he did as well as he looked into his little girls eyes, fucking her, both of them watching the other moan, groan, watching each others faces, as they lay on the bed letting her went cunt drip all over the sheets her mother and him slept on.

Andrea whimpered as her father continued going slowly, her pussy aching , needing more. But he continued slowly, and it drove her wild. Gasping as he’d pull himself out all the way then fill her right back up, gasping anytime he re entered her.

“Daddy…” Andrea said softly again. she whimpered and moaned quietly.

“Baby..” he said thrusting only a little bit faster. “I love you so much.” he said.

“I love you too Daddy.” Andrea said and reached up and grabbed his face as he came down to her, and kissed her passionately. He started to go faster, a little harder, and Andreas mouth broke from him to beg.

“Yes ..please…daddy…yes daddy.” she moaned as she gasped looking down for a second between their bodies to watch his hips lift and lower themselves into her, his dick plunging into her.  "Faster daddy.“ she said. He listened. “Mmmmm yes Daddy…” her voice moaning as she spoke, he went harder. And harder.

“daddyyyyyy” Andrea moaned. “just like that Daddy…deeper…I want you deeper inside me.” Andrea told him and he groaned and went harder, going deeper, the bed starting to move.

“Oh my godddd” andrea said, her legs wrapping up around him tightly as she felt him go what felt like even deeper.

She looked up at him, and him back at her as he started to cum.

Without a word or warning, without her even asking, he knew she needed it. And she knew he needed it. To bury more of his seed inside of her.

Andrea was panting as he held himself inside her, groaning , looking to her as she grinned and bit her lip.

“Yes Daddy.” was all she said as she put her hands on his face , with his mouth open, grunting as he finished inside of her.

After a few more seconds he lowered himself and rolled off of her and onto his back, breathing heavily as he laid there naked, having just started to glisten with sweat, his dick going softer.

Andrea reached down and began to rub herself. Circling her clit, to finish herself off.

Her father turned his head and watched her, his little girl, a pussy full of his cum, masturbating on the bed he shares with his wife.

Andrea sat up with her back against the head board and legs spread, touching herself and looked to him as he smiled, watching her, Andrea smiling back and moaning quietly as she rubbed her pussy .

He wouldve helped. But instead, grabbed his phone and snapped a few pictures of her, before pressing record and moving down the bed and getting a better shot.

He smiled laying on his side holding the camera, looking at the screen and then up at her, then back to the screen making sure to keep her in frame.

“You look so fucking hot…talk to the camera…talk to daddy..” he instructed her.

Andrea was only turned on more by the fact she knew her father was adding more material to his small collection he had of her.

“My pussy is so wet daddy….and its full of your cum ….mmmmm…it feels so good.” andrea moaned as she continued to rub her pussy.

“Do you like when I touch myself for you daddy? ….Do you like watching me play with my little pussy?”

“Dont tell mommy Daddy….” “Dont tell mommy you watch me touch my little pussy for you…and dont tell her you fill it with cum..” she said with a moan and slid down on the bed and went faster.  

“Oh daddy….Im gonna cum…Im going to cum daddy….” she whimpered and whined, her hips jutting upwards, her tiny ass lifting off the bed, her pelvis thrusting into her own hand.

“Daddy!” she yelped quietly. Her little body falling back to the bed and she rubbed quickly and squirmed, as she orgasmed and came.

She whimpered and laid there after cumming, her hand still placed over her pussy, her body twitching slightly as she tried to continue to rub herself. Giving up and laughing a little and moaning as she closed her legs and rolled to her side.

“Mmm, tell Daddy what just happened.” he said. Andrea sat up and crawled onto her knees and towards him on the bed and looked into the camera.

“I just came. ” she said and giggled and looked up at him. He pointed back to the camera. and she stared into it.

“I just came for you Daddy…i made my pussy cum just for you….” she bit her lip and licked her lips. “It felt so good daddy…just like when I cum on your big dick, when you fuck me…” she grinned and smiled up at him. He smiled and sat up on the bed and Andrea crawled into his lap, sitting between his legs, her own legs draped over his , reaching up and wrapping her arms around him, and pulling herself up closer, one arm still wrapped around his neck she reached out to his hand and grabbed the camera and held it out, and pointed it towards them and she giggled, seeing them both in the frame and looked to the camera as she kissed his cheek over and over and then pecked him on the lips, both of them watching the camera and laughing.

“I love you Daddy.” Andrea smiled against his lips and then looked to him instead of the camera, and he looked back at her.

“I love you too baby.” he smiled at her and then kissed her again, softly, and slowly, their tongues pushing into one anothers mouth as Andrea still held the camera out.

“Mmmmm” her father said kissing her and Andrea smiling as she pulled away and looked to the camera.

“Sorry Daddy..I have to go get ready for school…time to be a good girl.” she giggled and watched her father looking at her as she looked to the camera.

“But Daddy likes it when youre bad..” he said kissing her neck and over her shoulder, pulling at the shoulder strap of the night gown.

She brought the camera closer and focused on just her face and made a kissy face and then pressed stop, to quit recording and set the phone down.

“I hope you hide those videos and pictures well..so mom never finds them.” she said.

“I do…but..sometimes I imagine her finding them…” he said.

“Why?” Andrea said and looked at him confused.

“Cause it turns me on to think of a day when we caught get caught,..and then we dont have to hide anymore…and you and i…” he said stroking her hair. “We can just get our own home….and i can start again….put some babies in you..” he said, feeling himself get hard again, Andrea feeling it beneath her as well.

Andrea bit her lip. She knew she shouldn’t want all of that to happen, but she did. She wanted it bad. But she couldn’t tell if it was something she actually wanted to happen, or if it was just a fantasy.

“how many babies ?” Andrea asked.

“Mmmm as many as you’ll let me put inside you..” he said grabbing her ass and pulling her up and then reaching down and guiding himself into her.

Andrea moaned as she rocked back and forth in his lap with him inside of her.

“How many babies do you want Daddy to give you…” he asked her as he grabbed her night gown and lifted it off of her, watching her pretty blonde hair fall back down and grabbed her as she wrapped her arms back around his neck, lifting herself up and down on his cock.

“As many as we can make Daddy.” she breathed.

“Yeah?” he said smiling , moaning feeling her tight cunt work itself on his dick , her petite body pressed against his, he imagined it with a small baby bump between them. “you’re going to be daddy’s little baby maker? and let me keep breeding my little girl?”

Andrea nodded.

“Mmmm I think you should let daddy get you pregnant every year…” he groaned.

andrea moaned louder. “yes”

“Baby…im serious…I want to get you pregnant.” he groaned

Andrea moaned and kissed him as she rode him in his lap. “Start now daddy.” she moaned, “put a baby in me…knock me up daddy”

With her words, he released yet another load of cum up into her, he groaned, knowing the probability of her getting pregnant only grew more, everytime he came inside of her.

“Im gonna have your baby daddy…” she moaned as he kept cumming.

“BREAKFAST IS READY!!!” they both startled as they heard her mother yell from downstairs and then laughed a little and kissed one another

“That’s going to be you someday…yelling up to our own kids…” he said and Andrea thought about it and smiled.

“I better not be yelling it upstairs like she is…while youre fucking someone else…” Andrea said and he smiled at her first sign of jealousy.

"that's it kiddo, ride daddy's cock. You know you want it." He breathed against your skin.

He started gently thrusting up into you and you could feel his cock throb inside. It felt like he was in your tummy.

"you feel so good around me, baby. You like my adult cock splitting you open don't you? Ugh I can feel you clenching around me. This game is called "fucking" and all dad's play it with their kiddos."

You start rocking faster at the naughty words Daddy was saying.

"you don't know how long I've waited for this. I'll be fucking your tight little hole everyday from now on, kiddo. You'll be my personal fleshlight."

You didn't totally understand what was happening but it felt so good and you didn't want to stop. It's like your body was on autopilot and knew what to do. So you let it. You let out a high-pitched moan and gripped daddy's shirt. "Don't stop- don't stop fucking me daddy! I- I like it! Wan my special tickle!"

Daddy groaned and gripped your hips. He started thrusting hard into you while slamming your little hips down on his cock. You were whining and trembling. Your body unprepared for this onslaught of pleasure. Daddy leaned forward and smashed his lips against yours, kissing you like he kisses mommy. He licked and sucked your soft tongue before turning his attention back to your chest and ravaging your hard nipples. You were in ecstasy and could feel something brewing just below your tummy. It felt much bigger than your normal special tickles and you chased after it with wild abandon.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! something's happening, daddy! I think imma peeee!" You don't wanna have an accident on daddy's lap but you can't stop yourself from bouncing on his cock. "OH daddy! So goooood!"

"don't worry baby, daddy's got you. Just let it happen. Cum on daddy's cock, kiddo. Fuck! I wanna feel you cum."

You and daddy were grunting and mashing your bodies together desperately. His hands touched you all over and you begged him not to stop. Suddenly, your body tensed up and you were hit with the biggest special tickle you've ever felt. You cried out as your legs jerked and your hips spasmed sloppily, sucking his cock as deep into your womb as possibly and milking it for cum. Your body was warm and tingly all over and you felt overwhelmed with how much you loved your daddy for making you feel so good. He was the best daddy in the world for teaching you how to fuck. But all you could manage to get out as your tiny body shook against him was "I love you daddy! I love you daddy! I love you daddy!"

Daddy kept thrusting hard and deep, pulling you tight against his chest as you came undone. Kissing your face all over as you screamed out your love for him. You were milking his cock so perfectly, each ripple and spasm like a delicious kiss. He couldn't hold back even if he wanted to and erupted inside you with a roar. His own wife had never given him an orgasm this strong.

"Fuuuuck! That's it, kiddo! Cum with daddy! Ohhh daddy loves you so much baby! Take it! Take my cum, every lost drop!"

You and daddy humped against each other like animals, your bodies fully taking over as it did what was most natural. You felt daddy's cock pulse rhythmically inside you and felt something warm filling you up. You didn't know if daddy had an accident inside your privates but still, you couldn't stop yourself from grinding down while you clenched around his cock. Finally, you and daddy stopped shivering together. You both sat slumped and exhausted, panting and still twitching occasionally. You had no idea that special tickles could feel like THAT!

"that felt so good, daddy! Can we play again, pleaseeee" you give him your best puppy dog eyes but daddy just chuckles.

"sorry, little one but daddy has to rest a bit before we can play again. But how about this? If you can stay awake like a big kid then after mommy falls asleep tonight, I'll come to your room and fuck you again, sweetie. Deal?"

"Deal! You're the best daddy ever!"

Sorry this is super long. I started writing and it took on a mind of it's own lol.

This is an add on to the sci-fi story. It’s long and it does involve incest. 

We shouldn’t be doing this.”

You whine, thighs shoved up to your stomach as your dad licks a broad stripe up your pussy. 

He only grunts and thrusts his tongue into your drippy hole, lapping up the slick leaking out. 

“Dad,” you keen, hands tangling in his messy hair as his stubbled jaw grinds against your pussy lips making you clench on his tongue. 

He pulls back with a wet slurp to spread your cunt open with his big hands, “Got the prettiest pussy, baby. Just had to taste it.”

You tug his hair but he only moans and goes back down on you, not budging an inch from greedily licking and kissing all over your mound and clit. 

“We shouldn’t be doing this, dad,” you gasp out, no longer trying to push his head away but bucking up into his mouth as he sucks on your pudgy clit. 

“Shhh, your mum’s still home,” he shushes you, flicking his tongue across your swollen bud, “behave and let dad eat you out, baby. Been needing this all day.”

Whimpering, you let him push your thighs even further up so he can bury his face in your soaked pussy. He flutters his tongue down until he’s lapping at your hole, slowly fucking the muscle in and out. 

You move one hand from gripping his hair to covering your mouth, eyes rolling back as your dad eats your pussy like it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted. He suddenly pulls away to climb up on your bed next to you.

He slaps your thigh with a smirk, “Sit on my face.”

Biting your lip, a hot flash of arousal pulses through your body making your cunt throb. 

“But—“

“A good daughter would sit that juicy fucking pussy on my face,” he growls out, eyes dark, “you can do it, baby, c’mon.”

Pussy dripping, you shakily turn and climb over your dad’s barrel chest and broad shoulders until you’re kneeling over his face. 

“Good girl,” he coos, “I want that pussy suffocating me. I’ll push you off if I need to.”

With that said, he grabs your hips and sits your cunt down onto his face with a groan. Mewling, you grind your cunt all over his mouth, feeling his stubble scrape and rub against your skin. Every time he moans or grunts, it sends little vibrations up through your pussy, making you grind down a little harder as you chase that feeling. 

He grabs the dough of your thighs and lifts you up a bit, sucking in a quick breath before letting you go and eagerly licking back into your cunt. 

“Dad,” you mewl softly, “god, this is so wrong.”

He groans so deep you feel his chest vibrate.  Feeling movement, you twist back to see him pulling his cock out from his undone slacks, bobbing and leaking against his clothes. 

“Fuck,” you moan, watching as he humps the air while he eats out your pussy. 

Straightening back up, you card your fingers through his hair while you ride his face, grinding down to feel his stubble roughly rub against your pussy. 

“‘M gonna have beard burn all over my cunt,” you whine down at him, “s’all your fault, dad.”

He slaps your ass and you squeal, feeling as he fucks his tongue up into your pussy. He grabs your ass and manhandles you onto the bed, pressing your back into the mattress. 

“Seems like you want me to rub this little pussy raw with my stubble, baby,” he laughs and buries his face back into your sopping wet cunt, “mmm, you’re soaked down here.”

“Daaad,” you gasp, thighs wrenched open by his hands as he shakes his head to grind his prickly face against your sensitive cunt. 

“My daughter has the hottest little pussy,” he lifts his head with a groan, lips shiny with slick, “missed eating good pussy since your mum’s not into it.”

“S’wrong, dad,” you mewl needily, “we should stop, shouldn’t like having your face buried in my cunt.”

He teases your clit with soft circles with his tongue, drooling a line of spit down onto your pussy. 

“Shhh, it’s not like I’m shoving my cock in this tight hole, baby,” he chuckles meanly before kissing your clit, “unless you want that. I’m just trying to eat some fat, wet pussy.”

Your hips buck up, grinding your cunt against his mouth as you moan.

“You like that?” he teases, “answer me, honey. Do you like your dad telling you how much he loves tasting his sweet girl’s sexy fucking cunt?”

Your head thrashes back and forth while he sucks your pudgy bud into his mouth. 

“Yes, yes, daddy,” you pant, “feels so dirty and good, love my dad’s mouth on my pussy.”

He growls, the vibrations making your cunt throb as he sucks and licks your swollen clit as he slips two fingers into your clenching hole. 

“Oh, oh, dad!” you squeal as he grinds against your g-spot, “you’re gonna make me cum.”

“Do it, soak my face,” he purrs, “be daddy’s good girl and cum for me.”

He flutters his tongue across your clit while his fingers grind into the spongy spot in your cunt until your back arches off the bed, orgasm whiting out your thoughts as you cum around his thick fingers. 

“Good girl,” he praises, fingers still buried knuckle deep in your pussy as he softly strokes your walls, “so soft and wet inside, baby. Makes me wanna slip my cock into this tight hole.”

Pulling his fingers out, you watch through dazed eyes as he shuffles up between your thighs, cock jutting from his slacks as he grabs the base. He smacks his cock down onto your mound, dragging his drooling tip down your slit before pressing the head into your soaked pussy. 

“Dad, no, we can’t,” you whimper, hands clawing at his forearms as he leans forward and braces his arms by your head, “dad, we shouldn’t. It’s so wrong.”

You don’t do anything to stop him as he humps his cock into your pussy until he bottoms out completely, balls pressing against your ass. Shuddering, you scratch your nails up his arms as you sink into the bed. 

“There we go,” he grunts, “I know it’s wrong, baby, but I just couldn’t help myself. That little pussy was just begging for my dick. Don’t you agree? Doesn’t it feel all nice and full having your pussy stuffed with daddy’s big cock?”

Your hands tangle in his hair as you grind your hips down, “Love my dad’s cock stretching me open, so full, feels so good, love your cock, daddy.”

He groans and pulls out until the tip is spearing you open then he fucks forward, thrusting his cock deep into your fluttering walls. 

“Good girl, that’s right, tell me how good it feels,” he leans down, lips brushing against yours, “don’t be shy, honey. Let me know how much you like this cock fucking you.”

You gasp and pull him down further to press your lips together. He groans and licks into your mouth easily, tongue fucking past your lips as his cock thrusts into your sopping wet cunt. 

“So good,” he says between kisses, “god, love you, baby, love you so much.”

Your heart races, pussy clamping down on him tightly as you eagerly kiss him back. 

“Mm yeah, daddy loves his gorgeous girl,” he kisses his way to your neck, “that’s why this feels so good, baby. Your little pussy knows how much I love you.”

Eyelashes fluttering, you cry out when he bites your neck and sucks the skin into his mouth. His hips rock against yours, balls smacking against your ass, while his pelvis grinds down on your swollen clit. 

“Dad, dad,” you whine, “‘m getting close.”

He doesn’t let up, cock pistoning in and out of your cunt creating sloppy wet sounds as you get even wetter. 

“Cum for me then, squeeze my cock so I can fill you up,” he pants, “you can do it, cum on daddy’s cock, baby.”

His teeth sink into your neck again and it pushes you over the edge. Cunt throbbing, you squeeze down on his cock tighter and tighter as you cover your mouth to stop from moaning so loudly. Your legs tighten around his waist until he can barely pull out, rutting his cock in short shallow thrusts as your climax starts to taper off. 

“So goddamn tight, Christ you feel so much better than your mother” he hisses by your ear, “get ready, daddy’s about to creampie your cute little pussy. All my cum is for you now. I don’t need your mother now, not when I have your tight… Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck.”

With a strangled grunt, he buries his cock to the hilt and shoots his load deep inside your fluttering walls while your pussy softly milks him. 

“Taking it so good,” he kisses your jaw, fat tip spurting rope after rope of his thick cum into your clenching heat, “god, it’s so good.”

He grinds his hips down, cock kicking as he finishes stuffing you full of hot, sticky jizz. Raising up, he pulls out with a sigh; his half hard cock throbs as he watches his spend drip from your used pussy. 

The first time you’d brought up trying the position with him, he agreed to try simply to see if you’d both enjoy it or not. Though at first he was somewhat hesitant as this man really enjoys being able to see your face whenever you’re intimate together.

However.

Doing it…was different.

At first, he’s put you into doggy simply to make it easier to get into position without any awkwardness, and the moment his hand pressed on your lower back to flatten you out…

The man almost tweaked out right then and there.

“Oh…oh fuck…”

There was something about the sight of you completely and utterly at his mercy that had his cock twitching within you, his fingers would intertwine with yours…pinning them to the sheets before he’d give an experimental roll of his hips to see how you felt.

And in that moment, he’d find out that this position was perfect to hit your g-spot…and then? He simply couldn’t stop.

Each thrust was so perfectly angled that he’d have to almost restrain you through the pleasure earned by every snap of his hips.

“Nuh-uh…c’mon baby…you wanted to try this…don’t try and run now love…take it for me…please..”

He’d deliberately lean down, just to let you feel the heavy pants of his breath at your ear, the way sweat rolls down his chest with every merciless thrust.

The pleasure is almost too much and yet not enough at the same time. He’d relish in the way you’d claw at the sheets beneath your grip, the way his name would fall from your lips in such a broken tone.

“Shit…look at you…fuck…my pretty missus…yeah…”

The moment he feels your ass pushing up as if you were trying to get him even deeper, he couldn’t remotely stop himself. Bottoming out and grinding his hips to let you feel the way he kissed your cervix. Whispering praises into your ear, mingled in with the rough groans that tumble out of him.

He could feel when you were close, his hands digging into your lower back to keep you still as he fucked you into your release, and in this position…it didn’t take him long to follow. Pressing his entire weight into you as he floods your cunt. Panting right beside your ear as his sweaty body borderline laid across you.

He didn’t say a word. He never did. She heard the scrape of the chair as he pulled it out from under the desk, the soft thud of his knees hitting the floor. Her breath hitched, but she didn’t stop writing. She knew what was coming. She knew it the way she knew the sun would rise in the morning.

His hands slid up her bare thighs, calloused and warm, pushing her shorts down to her knees. She didn’t resist. She never did. Her legs parted almost instinctively, as though they had a mind of their own. The cool air kissed her exposed skin, and she shivered, her pencil trembling in her hand.

And then his mouth was on her.

A low, guttural groan escaped him as he buried his face between her legs, his tongue finding her slick folds with the precision of someone who knew her body better than she did. She gasped, her head falling back against the chair, her fingers tightening around the pencil until her knuckles turned white.

“Big brother,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the wet, sloppy sounds he was making.

He didn’t respond, too lost in the taste of her, his hands gripping her hips to keep her in place as his tongue worked her cunt with desperate, almost frantic movements. Her legs trembled, her toes curling in her socks as she tried to focus on the math problem in front of her, but it was impossible. The numbers swam on the page, her mind clouded with the heat he was stoking in her core.

“So fucking good,” he muttered against her, his voice rough and muffled. His lips latched onto her clit, sucking hard, and she let out a sharp cry, her hips bucking against his face.

“Please,” she whimpered, her pencil clattering to the floor as her hands scrambled for something to hold onto.

He growled, the sound vibrating through her, and his fingers joined his tongue, slipping inside her with ease. She was so wet, so ready for him, and he knew it. He always knew. His fingers curled inside her, finding that sweet spot that made her see stars, and she moaned, her head falling back as her body arched off the chair.

“That’s it,” he growled, his teeth grazing her clit as he fucked her with his fingers. “Let go, little sister. Show me how much you need this.”

Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her body convulsing as she came hard, her cunt clenching around his fingers. He moaned against her, his tongue lapping up every drop of her release as if it were the most precious thing in the world.

“Good girl,” he murmured, pulling back just enough to look up at her, his lips glistening with her arousal. “Such a good little sister for me.”

She was still catching her breath when he stood, his hands moving to his belt. Her eyes widened as she watched him undo his jeans, his cock springing free, already hard and leaking. He didn’t give her time to think, didn’t give her time to protest—not that she would have. He pulled her to her feet, spinning her around and bending her over the desk, her chest pressing against the cool wood.

“Big brother,” she whispered, her voice trembling.

“Shh,” he soothed, his hands gripping her hips as he positioned himself at her entrance. “Just relax. Let me take care of you.”

He pushed into her in one smooth thrust, and she cried out, her nails digging into the desk as he filled her completely. He was so big, so thick, and it always took her breath away, the way he stretched her, the way he made her feel so full.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his hands tightening on her hips as he began to move, his hips slapping against her ass with each thrust. “So tight. So wet. God, you feel so fucking good.”

She couldn’t speak, couldn’t think, her mind consumed by the sensation of him inside her, pounding into her with a desperation that bordered on madness. His movements were erratic, his breath coming in short, harsh gasps as he fucked her, his hands roaming her body, leaving bruises in their wake.

“I can’t—” he choked out, his voice breaking. “I can’t stop. I need you. I need you so fucking bad.”

She could feel him unraveling, his rhythm faltering as his release approached. His hands clamped down on her hips, his body shuddering as he buried himself deep inside her, his cock pulsing as he came, filling her with his warmth.

“Fuck,” he gasped, his forehead resting against her back as he tried to catch his breath. “Fuck, I love you. I love you so much.”

She turned her head to look at him, her heart pounding in her chest. His eyes were dark, filled with a hunger she didn’t fully understand, but it didn’t scare her. It never did.

“Big brother,” she whispered, her voice soft, almost reverent.

He pressed a kiss to her shoulder, his lips lingering against her skin. “Mine,” he murmured, his voice low and possessive. “You’re mine.”

And then he was pulling away, tucking himself back into his jeans and leaving the room without another word, leaving her standing there, her legs trembling, her body still humming with the aftershocks of pleasure.

She knew he would be back. He always came back.

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The next time it happened, she was in the school bathroom, washing her hands, when the door swung open and he stepped inside, locking it behind him. Her heart skipped a beat, but she didn’t say anything, didn’t move, as he walked toward her, his eyes dark with intent.

He pushed her against the wall, his hands sliding down her legs to yank her pants down, and then he was on his knees, his face buried between her thighs, his tongue lapping at her cunt like a man starved.

“Big brother,” she moaned, her hands tangling in his hair as he ate her out with a fervor that left her breathless.

“God, you taste so fucking good,” he groaned, his hands gripping her ass as he pressed his face deeper into her. “I can’t get enough of you. I need you. I need you all the time.”

She could feel herself getting close, her body tightening as his tongue worked her clit, his fingers slipping inside her to fuck her in quick, relentless thrusts.

“Please,” she begged, her hips bucking against his face. “Please, big brother.”

He didn’t respond, too lost in the taste of her, his fingers curling inside her, his tongue lathing her clit with a desperation that made her knees weak.

And then she was coming, her body convulsing as she cried out, her cunt clenching around his fingers as he milked her orgasm until she was trembling, her legs barely able to hold her up.

He stood, his cock already hard and ready, and he lifted her up, pressing her against the wall as he lined himself up with her entrance.

“Big brother,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need.

“Mine,” he growled, pushing into her in one swift thrust. “You’re fucking mine.”

He fucked her hard and fast, his hips slamming into hers with a force that made her cry out, her nails digging into his shoulders as he buried himself deep inside her.

“So good,” he gasped, his breath hot against her neck. “Fuck, you feel so fucking good.”

She could tell he was close, his movements becoming more erratic, his grip on her hips almost painful as he pounded into her.

“Please,” she whimpered, her body trembling as she felt her own release building. “Please, big brother—”

He came with a guttural groan, his cock pulsing as he spilled inside her, his teeth sinking into her shoulder hard enough to bruise.

“Mine,” he whispered against her skin, his voice hoarse. “You’re mine.”

And she was. She always would be.

He pulled out, tucking himself back into his pants before unlocking the bathroom door and stepping outside, leaving her standing there, her legs trembling, her body still humming with the aftershocks of pleasure.

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He came to her room that night, sliding into her bed without a word, his hands already moving under her shirt, his mouth finding hers in a desperate kiss.

“Big brother,” she whispered against his lips, her hands tangling in his hair.

“I can’t stop,” he murmured, his voice breaking. “I can’t stop thinking about you. About this. About how fucking good you feel.”

She didn’t stop him. She never could.

And as he sank into her, his body shuddering with pleasure, she knew she never would.

Imagine you and Daddy had a long day together as we went shopping and even watched a movie together. Imagine the giggles and fun. The laughing and amusement together as I take care of you casually and make sure to pick where we go get lunch and what we eat. Just the usual routine you know. Then at night we fall asleep together. Crawled under the blankets. You holding your plushies, but only wearing one of my old shirts and a pair of comfortable panties. Me wearing my shirt and boxers. As I talk you to sleep and then fall asleep while holding you in my arms.

Then in the middle of the night. I wake up. And see your innocent and vulnerable small body next to me. I listen to your breathing. Inhale your warm and familiar scent. And rub my crotch against your firm ass. And.. I just lose control. Daddy starts gently groping your breasts, while trying not to wake you up. Then I rub and grope your ass cheeks. Stopping every-time I think you are about to wake up. Eventually I start rubbing your pussy above your panties. Until my hard cock is throbbing inside my boxers, begging for release. While the wetness of your pussy is tempting me with every passing second. Until. I. Just. Can’t. Hold. Back. And that’s when I pull your panties down. Take my boxers off and rub my pulsating, veiny raw cock against your wet slit.